Chapter 552: Stealing Teacher Yi Fu Sen Seven, Together

But sorry, you don't have enough permissions to view the search results. ”

I said, Jiao Ming scolded in his heart, and it was really this urine. "How do I get permissions?"

"Please complete the new user registration and check the number of magic rings in the instrument at the bottom right. Eleanor, the tree elf, also gestured intimately to the bottom right off-screen.

Although he had a hunch, when he really heard the 'new user registration', this 'familiar taste' made Jiao Ming almost vomit out of the overnight meal with nausea. After a moment's pause, I looked at the bottom right of the empty screen and guessed if something was lost, or if it would pop up from behind the wall after registration.

"Are you a man or a woman?"

"In the human concept of gender, it can be understood as a woman. ”

"How much content can non-registered users view?"

"In language number 3547, it's about 80,000 words. Fifteen thousand words are user agreements and nine thousand words are feature descriptions. ”

"What about the total number of databases?"

"Including the converted audio files and video files, it is about 9 billion words. ”

Less than one in 100,000, Jiao Ming pursed his lips and continued to ask: "Then can advanced users inquire about the registration information and registration location of low-level users?" ”

"Advanced users don't have this permission. ”

"Who has?"

This permission is available to both the administrator and the vendor of the system. ”

"Aren't these secrets?"

"These are all in the user agreement. ”

"Is the headmaster an administrator?"

"Sorry, not enough permission to answer your question. ”

"If I want to talk to the administrator, how many people can I contact?" Jiao Ming didn't give up, so he continued to ask in a different way. It is rumored that this vault area is connected by several clergy colleges, or 'networked', so if the administrator is less than six, the old headmaster will most likely not be able to mix with the administrator.

"Current number of administrators: zero. Sorry, you can't contact the administrator. ”

Jiao Ming was stunned, and he immediately figured it out. First of all, the specific identity of the administrator cannot be revealed, but the number of people can be informed, which is indeed the rigid taste of artificial intelligence. And from another point of view, the forces behind the scenes gave a group of primitive people an online learning system, and let them operate it foolishly, why release too many permissions for them to mess around, and cause trouble for themselves if they break it.

And in the current situation, there is no administrator, and I believe that even if the user is registered, no one will be able to find out afterwards. However, the current matter is not afraid of revealing the stuffing, but Jiao Ming has a greater uneasiness in his heart, and his thoughts are slightly extended, but he stops in time. Time is of the essence, and business matters.

Sighing, Jiao Ming said softly: "I apply for a registered user." ”

Please follow the form below to provide basic information. Eleanor, the tree elf, smiled playfully, full of joy and encouragement, without the slightest formulaic impatience, and even gave rise to a feeling of love, and it was clear that the designer had put a lot of effort into this expression.

Jiao Ming pressed back the emotions that he shouldn't have, and came out one by one. Seeing the information appear in the empty space of the table, I suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

After filling out the short form, Eleanor, the tree elf, pointed off the screen again, "Please check the number of rings in the lower right." ”

"There's nothing there. Jiao Ming said helplessly.

Eleanor, the tree elf, was stunned and became more rigid. "No tester detected, report submitted...... Fail. Please contact the administrator...... There is no administrator in the system...... Fail. Search for alternatives......"

Jiao Ming listened to the other party muttering for a moment, but only waited for a 'suspended' result, and needed to wait until the ring number detection instrument was repaired before the registration could be completely completed.

Jiao Ming scolded secretly, and the estimated time was still a few minutes before lunch, so he asked Dieda to complete the first half of the registration. And Dieda was nudged before coming back to her senses, and said nervously: "Can ...... But I ......"

"Don't worry, it's a complicated machine. Jiao Ming groaned slightly, thinking of a nondescript analogy. "Old-fashioned stage plays can interact with actors, you know, you can think of it as a movie that can be interacted with. ”

After all, she is not an uninformed village girl, Dieda only blinked her big eyes twice and did a good job of psychological construction, and in the small bell of the lunch break, she nodded and began to answer with the tree elf Eleanor to submit basic information, and then she was also stuck in the detection ring number link.

What can be done has been done, and it is useless to stay longer. Jiao Ming asked the tree elf Eleanor to turn off her phone, and after confirming that the screen was black, she teleported and evacuated with Butterfly. The master and servant changed their clothes and returned to the small dining room, only to see a few teachers from the Seven Rings eating listlessly. Dieda said a few words, only then did he know that the high-level had gone out to eat a big banquet, and these people were squeezed out of the face because of the seven rings.

Jiao Ming saw that everyone looked depressed but not nervous, half relieved, and the sneaking in was obviously not discovered. It was only more than 20 minutes before and after thinking about it, and the old principal and others were struggling to deal with the villains, and it was common for them to ignore them. After listening to Dieda's relay, he nodded, and even had the leisure to guess who would pay for the banquet in the end.

Halfway through the first class in the afternoon, the senior management of the college and a group of villains returned in smoke, and the mock interview continued. And the villains seem to have come back to their senses, and they no longer sit at the front desk to 'find faults' for the students, helping the students experience the psychological pressure during the real assessment.

The parioners sat back next to the old headmaster again, their faces cold and unmoving, but their hearts were thinking about their plans for the future. The core problem is the obstacle to registering users, where is the instrument that detects the number of rings?

There are only three directions, lost, hidden, or damaged.

After weighing it for a moment, Jiao Ming ranked the possibility of 'loss' first, 'damage' second, and 'hidden' the least. Put yourself in your shoes, for important things that have been inherited and fiddled with and do not understand, it is the best policy to be conservative and not to mess around.

Thinking of this, the idea of sneaking into other priesthood colleges to try his luck appeared, but it was quickly dispelled. Obviously, other houses don't get loose to this extent because of their withering. Even if you think about it the other way around, the inability to register new users on the learning aids is not necessarily the root cause of the complete decline of this chaplaincy college.

The thoughts about the current situation fell into the mud, Jiao Ming gently tapped the tip of his pen on the white paper on the desktop in front of him, and the thoughts in his mind began to diverge.

Who is the maker of this set of auxiliary learning devices? Is it really the same as the maker of the Germ Ball and the Deathwing Bird? So does it have something to do with the ancient tree in the boot screen and the appearance of the artificial intelligence? In addition, considering that the core doctrine of the Ifusen Theocracy is called the Ancient Tree Sutra, and the strange 'woody' character of the Sicodon Wall, what is the connection between this?

However, these doubts are a bit 'false', and Jiao Ming quickly realized a very real problem. Since the Ifusen Theocracy can reach a certain cooperation with this hidden force, can the Crocodile Collar too? You must know that only this networked auxiliary learning system can bring considerable changes to the education system of the crocodile collar, not to mention the situation on the earth, there are other broader application space.

And judging from the fact of this successful cooperation, the forces hidden behind the scenes can still talk and negotiate, and it is not a matter of fighting and killing when they meet.

The question then is how to contact 'them' and what conditions can impress them.

At this point, the train of thought reached an impasse again, Jiao Ming shook his head slightly, but suddenly saw that the students in the mock interview below suddenly changed their faces, and simply nodded again. Then I looked out the window, it was already dusk, and I estimated the progress of the mock exam, which would be completed about tomorrow morning with the tight schedule and the disturbance of uninvited guests.

So for a while, is there still a chance to sneak in. And is it worth the risk of 80,000 words of content that can be read without permission?

You might get more out of it, but it could be just nonsense. Jiao Ming weighed it and finally decided to give it a try, after all, this is the only source of information at his fingertips at this stage.

Soon, the opportunity came again. Including the old woman guarding the second floor of the library, the dinner of the high-ring magicians was still out of the house. Jiao Ming was not qualified to follow, and the other Qihuan had a meal in the small cafeteria, and once again infiltrated the so-called 'secret storage area' of the library. And because there is no language barrier, he left it behind in Dieda's rather resentful gaze.

However, after letting the tree elf Eleanor call up this document, Jiao Ming regretted it greatly, and even had the idea of teleporting Dieda over. But in the end, it was given up because the spatial fluctuations were too conspicuous.

The mechanical translation of this document is too strong, and Jiao Ming's own crocodile language writing level is limited. Reading and reading, Jiao Ming had a sense of trance and relived the painful memories of doing English reading comprehension when he was a student.

And this muddy feeling lasted until a name appeared: Saint Coson.

Why is there such a thing everywhere?, Jiao Ming was shocked. Rubbing his eyes to make sure that he was correct, he pinched his thighs to refresh himself, turned the page and re-read from the beginning of this large paragraph.

This part of the paragraph is the "Manual", which mainly introduces the functions of the product and common fault handling. This paragraph is about the method of 'finding an administrator if something goes wrong'. At the end of the paragraph, it is mentioned that the first and only system administrator is none other than Saint Coson, and it is noted that he voluntarily made his identity public.

Jiao Ming watched the whole paragraph, but he always felt that something was wrong, and only after thinking about it carefully did he realize the strangeness of time. According to the records, this system was put into operation in the year of the founding of the Ifusen theocracy, and appeared in the form of a founding gift. But according to historical records, when the theocracy of Efusen was founded, St. Coson had been dead for fifty or sixty years.

So did Saint Kozon establish the Magician Guild and 'cheat death' to start a new business here, or did this system and equipment wander to the Ifusen theocracy in the form of relics?

Jiao Ming shook his head, put his doubts aside and continued to read the following. Just as he was about to fall into a state of confusion again, he felt a strange movement in the qi magic medium. As if he was a primary school student who secretly played a game but heard the sound of his parents opening the door, Jiao Ming suddenly became clever. Say a word softly to turn off the phone and look around for a place to hide.

Since he didn't dare to turn on the lights, and it was already dark outside, only the faint green light emitted by the background of the big tree on the screen reflected the outlines of the tables and chairs in the room. Jiao Ming sweated on his forehead, and in line with the principle of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, he jumped to a corner to hide, and held his breath and was ready to fight at any time, and at the same time did not forget to pray that people would take a look and leave.

Almost at the same time that Jiao Ming was hidden, the light of the large screen dimmed, and a figure suddenly appeared in the room, obviously teleported in space.

Jiao Ming was nervous, but he also realized that something was wrong, and with the eyes of Qihuan, it seemed that the silhouette of the person was not rickety, and his doubts were even greater. If it's the old woman, just open the door and come in, so why bother to transmit it? Could it be that the person who came is not a 'good product'?

Just as Jiao Ming was secretly scolding his bad luck and meeting his peers, the person who came whispered something, the screen lit up, and the familiar tree elf Eleanor appeared, smiling in the crocodile dialect and asking, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

The person who came was puzzled, but Jiao Ming remembered the local language that Eleanor said when he turned on the phone ten minutes ago, but he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Without a doubt, this is a user-friendly language setting, based on the last exchange. It is evident, then, that during this time of the afternoon, someone had used this thing, and it was likely that the previous user did not speak the language of the Ifusen Theocracy.

While scolding this stupid beep artificial intelligence in his heart, Jiao Ming covered his mouth with all his strength before he made a sound. The person who came here was obviously just a relatively careless qi magician, not only his hearing was only at the level of ordinary people, he didn't hear the pounding sound of Jiao Ming's heart, and he didn't suspect a language problem, he just simply corrected and began to communicate.

Jiao Mingyan breathed a sigh of relief, but found that the person who came seemed to have a registered identity, so he first carried out some check operations, and then ordered to shut down.

The room fell into darkness again, but Jiao Ming was inexplicable, and he didn't understand if this thing sneaked in just to study? But after a period of spatial fluctuations, it suddenly became clear that this was a thief who was planning to 'connect the nest' even more than himself. And the operation just now is undoubtedly in the recognition of the normal function of the device.

The person who came was puzzled, but Jiao Ming remembered the local language that Eleanor said when he turned on the phone ten minutes ago, but he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Without a doubt, this is a user-friendly language setting, based on the last exchange. It is evident, then, that during this time of the afternoon, someone had used this thing, and it was likely that the previous user did not speak the language of the Ifusen Theocracy.

While scolding this stupid beep artificial intelligence in his heart, Jiao Ming covered his mouth with all his strength before he made a sound. The person who came here was obviously just a relatively careless qi magician, not only his hearing was only at the level of ordinary people, he didn't hear the pounding sound of Jiao Ming's heart, and he didn't suspect a language problem, he just simply corrected and began to communicate.

Jiao Mingyan breathed a sigh of relief, but found that the person who came seemed to have a registered identity, so he first carried out some check operations, and then ordered to shut down.

The room fell into darkness again, but Jiao Ming was inexplicable, and he didn't understand if this thing sneaked in just to study? But after a period of spatial fluctuations, it suddenly became clear that this was a thief who was planning to 'connect the nest' even more than himself.