Chapter 1: Not an illusion
In the night sky, which is as clear as black jade, there is a bright moon.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on the city below, and only in the middle of the air, it was swallowed up by the orange night light, making the clear night sky fade out of people's sight, only highlighting the bright prosperity of the city.
In the city center, there are many high-rise buildings, and the glass curtain wall reveals the inner light of foreign atmosphere.
Next to it, there is a large area of dim bungalows, like garbage that sanitation workers have forgotten to put away.
These bungalows were crowded together, power lines and firewood sheds were built haphazardly, and there were many fires.
Some people have always wanted to dismantle it, but it has been dismantled for 10 years, and it has not been demolished.
The nail households here are notoriously hungry and have a stalemate with the developers, so they have kept this piece of wonder.
It was late at night, and most of the lights in the bungalow had been extinguished.
Only in one of the huts was sleepy-eyed in the light.
The light is emitted by a small LED on a USB port, which only illuminates the area around the keyboard.
Han Momo's ten fingers fluttered on the keyboard, as dexterous as playing the piano.
She looked like a high school student, with unkempt hair and nervous eyes staring at the computer screen.
On the screen is game software, and the muscular man is controlled by her to fight the monster fiercely.
Left Hook, Right Hook, Straight Punch, Kick, Jump......
She stayed up late, not to play, but to make money.
She's playing games for others.
The in-game currency in the account is constantly changing every second.
Seeing that she had earned 2,000 game coins, she stopped her fingers, moved the mouse, and placed the arrow on the pause button, ready to settle down.
The computer screen suddenly went black.
She froze.
Won't all the effort to stay up late be wasted?
She thought it was a computer crash, but the power lights on the console and screen were on.
As I was looking, the screen suddenly lit up again.
The fight scene is fast-forward at high speed, and it is not clear who is fighting whom.
Hacker?
She looked at the rights and interests of her account, and her eyes couldn't help but open wide.
The rights and interests of game currency have changed from 40,000 yuan to 40 million.
How could this be, she rubbed her eyes, and her vision blurred.
She tried to keep her eyes open and take a closer look—
It's 8 digits, indeed!
Her heart was beating wildly—
If it's really 40 million, you can get out of all the predicament.
But how is this possible?
How can you suddenly make as much as 1,000 times?
Suddenly, the screen went black again.
Damn it!
She flickered her mouse irritably.
After 3 seconds......
The screen returned to normal, the fighting scenes were normal, her fighting did not pause, but the game currency she earned before fell back to 500.
it!
Her mood was completely confused, and she quickly pressed the pause button.
Let's keep the hard-earned profits tonight.
I'm so tired!
I work day and night every day to earn this bit of game currency.
Just now, maybe I was crazy, crazy about money, and hallucinated.
40 million ...... How can it be?
She left the computer desk, didn't bother to turn off the computer and lights, and collapsed directly on the marching bed next to her and lay down.
"Bang! Wow~"
There was a noise outside.
It's that wildcat again, right? The old firewood shed at the door drilled in and out, annoyed to death.
40 million?
Is it really a hallucination?
Hallucinations, of course!
She sighed and soon began to snore slightly.
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The basement of a villa on the outskirts of the city, brightly lit.
There was a man sitting at a large log table.
He shaved his head, and left three inches of hair on top of his head, and tied a bun on top of it.
There are six large LCD monitors hanging on the wall, and the split screen runs all kinds of game screens.
He typed programs into the computer on his desk, and the six screens went black.
"1......2......3......," he counted carefully.
The screen turns on on time.
All the game videos are fast-forwarding at a high speed, and the game currency in the corresponding account is also skyrocketing.
He laughed nervously and crackled on the keyboard again, and in just a few seconds, the screen went black again, then lit up, and the game was back to normal.
What Han Momo saw before was not an illusion, he was manipulating it.
It worked!
He managed to hack into the database of a lot of game software.
In the excitement, he trembled his fingers and sent a WeChat message out.
On the top floor of a towering office building in the heart of the city, MPI is still working.
The phone ding-dong.
He glanced at the screen and frowned, at this moment, he was very annoyed to be disturbed.
[Maniac: When will you give me a robot?] 】
He replied with a WeChat message.
[GOD: Wait after the press conference.] 】
[Maniac: Can't wait. 】
[GOD: Is the program ready?] 】
Knock knock ~ knock ~
The phone screen suddenly changed to call mode.
Mingpai slid the green key impatiently.
"Tell you, the program has already been written, and I promise to meet your requirements. You'll have to send me two robots first, though. One hand to the robot and one hand to deliver. "The voice on the phone was very high-pitched.
"No problem." Mingpai promised to hang up the phone without waiting for the other party to continue, and guessed that the other party was all boasting nonsense next.
He stood up, went to the window, and did a chest expansion exercise.
Floor-to-ceiling windows with a gorgeous night view.
"Everything here will be mine one day!" He couldn't help but grit his teeth and declare, his eyes revealing a cold light, and the cold was overwhelming.