After a while, the car stopped, everyone got out of the car, and a gorgeous building stood in front of them.

The neon sign of immigration registration above the main entrance on the first floor flashes brightly.

There are several airport-like "security gates" at the main gate, where everyone queues up to pass slowly, and the identity information of the people who walk through the security gate is projected on a large LCD screen with scrolling subtitles hanging on the wall behind the security gate.

Mo Ran sneered, wow, when did the underworld technology become so advanced, it simply threw us several streets in the world.

After a while, it was Mo Ran's turn. The receptionist at the registration desk was a young girl, smiling and handing Mo Ran an A4-sized promotional magazine and a white number plate.

Number plate: No5168. Yo, is this what I mean all the way? Mo Ran smiled self-deprecatingly.

Open the prefectural brochure: the first page of the map of the prefectural service center of Longhai City.

The service center is divided into: entry and exit processing area, reincarnation business area, psychological counseling area, pursuit and torture area, life and entertainment area......

The map shows all the facilities, precautions, how to handle the various services, and where they are located.

Looks like a lot of fun.

Anyway, there are more than 5,000 people, so let's go shopping around.

At a glance, there are ghost mountains and ghost seas everywhere, so let's go to the nearest one first-the psychological counseling area.

Yo, the front desk here is not "Miss", it's Mr.

A man in a black suit and sunglasses directs the crowd and registers at the reception.

The so-called registration is to scan the number plate in your hand on a special machine. After that, just like the hospital registration, just wait for the registration machine on the wall to read your number name.

Five minutes later, it was Mo Ran's turn, and after the young man in front of him smiled professionally, he carefully instructed Mo Ran how to operate.

It turns out that there are still options for psychological counseling! Because many people have faith in their lives, such as believing in Buddhism, believing in the Tao, believing in Jesus, believing in Christ, believing in Allah.

Therefore, the psychological counseling room also has a service of different beliefs.

The general division is - Jizo, Taiyi, Allah, Jesus...... Which one is better, scratch your head.

Pick any one and hide it there......

Enter the waiting area of the Jizo consultation room, which is decorated in a style similar to that of the Jokhang Temple in Tibet.

The incense in front of the hall was filled with incense, and the devout worship of the believers left a deep mark on the bluestone floor in front of the door.

Ten thousand butter lamps are lit up, recording the never-ending footprints of pilgrims.

The sound of chanting came from the Buddha statue for a while, and the sound seemed to be like a fairy in Mo Ran's heart, making her brain ethereal, and the whole world seemed to be left with the sound of chanting and herself.

Mo Ran looked up and saw a big Buddha, the big Buddha was solemn, and the Buddha's body was shrouded in a faint golden light.

Mo Ran looked at the Buddha as if he had settled down, and he didn't know how long it had been, and he didn't even know where he was.

"No. 5168 Mora". This cry was like thunder breaking Mo Ran's concentration.

Mo Ran turned around and knocked politely on the door of the consultation room.

"Please come in". Listening to this magnetic voice, there should be a young man inside.

After entering the door, I really saw a young monk, with a robe like silk, which was very dazzling.

But wearing this young monk is so tall.

Well, the main thing is that this monk is dignified and extraordinary.

The monk stretched out his right hand and motioned for Mo Ran to sit down.

"Donor, please be seated. Little monk Xuanming, just look at your face and know that you are a kind person. ”

Mo Ran smiled bitterly: "Yes, I have been strict with myself and lenient with others all my life, but I died early.

Why? I've never done anything bad. But why don't you live to be 30?

Why don't good people live long? Could it really be that bad people live for a thousand years? Mo Ran's emotions became agitated.

"In fact, the donor has its own fixed number in everything. If you want to know the cause of your past life, the recipient of this life is; If you want to know the consequences of the afterlife, the author of this life is. ”

"But I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! There seemed to be tears in Mo Ran's eyes.

"You should know that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go.?

"Who is willing to come here? Everything is fate, and no one can ...... The origin and extinction are free, and the love is deep and shallow. Put it down. Let go to be at ease. ”

Mo Ran's face was covered with tears, and her hand was clenched into a fist, and she suddenly let go.

She was about to turn to leave when the monk suddenly stopped her.

"Wait, donor, you have a different face, and you have a relationship with my Jizo Pavilion, and when you came, the scriptures of the previous Jizo agent trembled, indicating that you sensed that you were a destined person.

This scroll is given to you, and I wish you to turn evil into good fortune and become auspicious.

You're going to have a great opportunity in the near future. Please take advantage of it, Amitabha! ”

Mo Ran listened to him in a daze, and before she could react, she thought, did I meet the god stick? What a mess. Neuropathy......

When Mo Ran came out, there was an inexplicable large scroll in her bag.

A golden Buddha light from the scroll slipped quietly into the bag in a place where Mo Ran couldn't see.

Mo Ran smiled bitterly, chance, chance, everyone is dead, what chance is there? Is it a good baby? Slow, will the chance be that unlucky USB flash drive?

What about USB flash drives? Mo Ran patted her body, still there, in the small bag. Take out the USB flash drive and open the USB port.

She wanted to enter the USB flash drive like she did before she died, but she didn't expect a huge attraction to suck her whole soul into it.

It took a moment for Mo Ran to get back on her feet, and the room of the handsome guy and metal mechanical wind she had seen before was gone, replaced by a broken iron pimple robot and a ruined room.

Mo Ran was stunned, what's going on? What about my blonde dude? What about my NB space?

The voice of the iron pimple cold machine sounded: "I am the assistant of the USB flash drive before."

"Oh my God! Why is this happening? ”

All of a sudden, it's like changing from a mansion to a broken house, and your husband has changed from Wu Song to Wu Dalang, do you think you can accept it?

"Because the USB flash drive suffered a violent impact at high speed, resulting in the first damage; And due to the immersion of your blood, it is damaged a second time. Now what you see intuitively shows the extent of the damage to the USB flash drive. The current level of breakage is 99%. ”

"Hey, no, I'm dead, and now I'm no longer in the world, why can you still take it with me? And can I still get in? ”

"Because the USB flash drive has certified you before the accident, due to the immersion of your blood, an unknown error occurred in the system, which bound your soul and followed you to the underworld, and the system was reorganized, and the specific changes will not be completely determined until after the repair."

"Then you are a remnant, can you still use it now?"

"At the current level of devastation, only primary scanning can be used, recording stored data, energy conversion (a universal converter is required), and system repair. The scan records are automatically turned on, and the storage can only store 1 cubic meter of things, unless you can power the USB flash drive or repair the USB flash drive, otherwise you can only open the first folder of the first generation of users. ”

"The first folder, I'll see what's in the folder.

-_-||"Children's Handicraft", "Origami Art" (CD), "DIY Collection of Waste Items"! Wait, what the hell is this⊙▽⊙"

"Oh my God! Scissors, colored paper, glue, tape, adhesive tape, pencils, watercolor pens, plasticine, waste cloth, 、......

Let me die! No, I'm dead......

What do you want! You were deliberately sent by God to play with me, right? ”

"Don't be excited, the first generation of users is a housewife, it's actually quite normal to put these things, after all, you have to teach your husband and children," the USB flash drive assistant replied mechanically.

"But it's useless! Will it be used for kindergarten after I finish reincarnating? ”

"To open more folders, you need to repair the USB stick, and repairing the USB stick requires all kinds of energy, ores, materials, flora and fauna. This comes with the use of a scanning system. Therefore, it is recommended that you always turn on the USB flash drive, so that it can automatically search for usable energy. ”

"Why do I always have a sense of foreboding?"

"I can't answer this question for you, so I suggest you shop around first so I can search for energy."

"Di - two strands of energy were scanned in the USB flash drive, and the type of energy could not be identified, and it was judged to be temporarily unusable - automatic storage, automatic data recording. The USB flash drive system automatically defines the warm class and distinguishes it from the cold class. ”

"Well, it's useless to stay here. I'd better go out and do a walk. By the way, assistant, you can't have a name. Do I have the authority to name it? ”

"Yes, please name it!"

"Uh, have all previous users given you any names? Say a few to hear it. ”

"Nope."

"Wouldn't they, they're all so lazy?

I'll call you Linlong from then on.

Lynn, a turquoise jade;

Long, jade carved with dragon patterns.

Together, it is a cyan jade engraved with dragon patterns, which is very appropriate to my impression when I first saw the USB flash drive. Do you like it? ”

"I like it." (It's the first time someone has given me an official name)

"Then I'll go out first."

After Mo Ran went out, Linlong kept repeating a message: I have a name...... My name is Linlong...... Mo Ran came out and walked towards the living quarters......

Ding, turn on automatic scanning. The system began to draw a 3D map model of the surrounding area...... Data is being recorded......