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It was cloudy during the day and cloudless at night.

However, the fool who really looks up in the middle of the night and can notice this sight, and will also pay attention to this sight. It is rare to find a city with the uncommon name of "Qingcheng".

It has nothing to do with interest, it has to do with life, Wu Xiaoyu is one of these very few fools.

00：43。

Propping up his elbows, Wu Xiaoyu propped up his upper body and shook his head gently. Then, he fumbled around the floor, finding a few teeth that looked like they were still usable in a small pile of liquids, debris, and powder.

A few seconds earlier, he had been loosened by the cold mechanical arm and had fallen from a height of six meters in mid-air.

Now, Wu Xiaoyu stuffed the few teeth he found back into the place where they had been.

Wu Xiaoyu's lips were tightly closed, and his eyes were fixed on the red liquid that had just been stained on his fingers.

It was as if he hadn't heard the screeching sound of a sharp object scratching the glass in his mouth, but with a creepy calmness, he gently rubbed his right thumb and forefinger, as if he were feeling a little warm and a little sticky.

At this time, as every time before, an organ in the upper part of Wu Xiaoyu's head, an appendage organ of the visual system that can secrete another kind of fluid, always makes the corners of his eyes feel a little moist.

Similarly, as every time before, Wu Xiaoyu felt that this function of it seemed to be a little weaker than the last time.

Is this the cause of 1A7489 or your own?

This small problem, until a full second later, the voice in his mouth disappeared, and Wu Xiaoyu still did not come to a conclusion.

He opened his mouth slightly, rolled his tongue, licked his reborn white teeth, rubbed his hands together and wiped his clothes again, and stood next to one of the computers that surrounded where he had fallen.

Patted the table to pass the verification, knocked on the table to enter the password, Wu Xiaoyu's hands put on the circuit keyboard that stretched out from a certain piece of floor in an instant, his eyes were fixed on the dense code in the display, and the nails of the ten fingers began to slide quickly on it.

This is the twenty-second time that Wu Xiaoyu has tried to change the control program of the robotic arm.

Lines of code are like images when a computer is just booted up, tumbling down almost the entire screen.

Wu Xiaoyu was concentrating on the operation, and suddenly, his pupils contracted slightly, and his eyebrows were pulled by the muscles of his face to move, hanging a little distance from their original position.

This expression can fully express the two emotions of "doubt" and "thought". And when it appears on the face of a level 34 parasite, it means that the parasite has encountered a problem. A problem that cannot be solved immediately even if all the knowledge from junior high school to high school has been turned into instinct.

No time can be wasted.

The speed of Wu Xiaoyu's hand movement suddenly exploded, and even turned into two black shadows.

Without a button, Wu Xiaoyu's ten fingers were swiping rapidly, and only a high-precision camera could capture their specific movements.

"Fast" means: when the finger slides, it rubs against the dust in the air, causing the temperature near the keyboard to rise instantaneously. As a result, in addition to the breeze from the sleeve of Wu Xiaoyu's coat, the air itself, in a visible way, produced a very small temperature difference convection in a very small area.

On the display screen, the image, which was originally composed of dense codes, suddenly changed twice, and then quickly changed back.

The whole process takes less than three minutes in total.

In this short period of time, a high-level computer programming discussion community and a high-level mechanical design discussion community on the world Internet have received a request for help with more than 2,000 characters.

Yes, help post.

The two help posts have the same purpose and similar content, but the expression and focus are different.

……

"Code Heaven" discussion board management department.

As one of the top professional websites on the global Internet, its forum administrators will naturally not be applied for by netizens and volunteered like ordinary small websites.

In a towering office building, in a large office, two identical desks sit side by side on the left side against the wall.

Behind the desks, two administrators on duty in the "General Section" area are also sitting in front of the computer in almost identical postures, their eyes glued to the display screen without blinking, and only occasionally glance at the current displayed time in the lower right corner.

It's almost ......

As the number got closer to a certain point, the two of them hovered above the keyboard, fingers just a millimeter or two away from the "refresh" shortcut, and pressed the keys more and more frequently.

From the combination of the two administrators' constricted pupils, tense faces, slightly bitten lower lip, and all of this, the nervous looks they look at all show their dedication and dedication to their work.

However, this kind of work attitude appears in the same time period every day, and each time only lasts for a few tens of minutes.

It first appeared two months ago.

Two months ago, what a happy time......

In two months, during this time period, after each refresh of the virtual digital section, there will be one or two boring gossip speculations about the industry, one or two designers have not yet perfected the algorithm equation, and one or two new and old company employee recruitment notices......

But now, in this particular time period, all posts about gossip speculation, algorithmic equations, technical discussions, etc., have disappeared almost at the same time, and only posts about employee recruitment, with an alarming frequency and number, pop up from time to time.

Ten minutes later, glancing at the time again, the expression on the administrator's face on the left relaxed slightly, and he muttered, "Almost, right?" It hasn't appeared yet, so it should be okay today......"

Although he used a tone of self-talk, the colleague next to him answered his question: "Who knows?" It's not the latest time yet, so let's keep an eye on it, and then ......"

The colleague did not finish his sentence, and after pressing his finger on the shortcut key again, his eyes suddenly widened, and his voice stopped abruptly, and then after an extremely brief pause, the gentleman's mouth opened with an astonishing amplitude, and in a tone of exclamation, he exhaled the astonishing content: "Oh, MyGod! *God，ShitGod！ Shit，Shit，Shit，Shit……”

The other administrator beside the gentleman heard this string of incoherent scolding in his ears, and his first action was to quickly squeeze his finger down in a vicious way.

Probably due to excessive tension, in a panic, the administrator's fingers poked between several keys, almost squeezing one of them out of the keyboard.

However, the administrator, whose face was tangled in muscles, didn't notice any of this at all.

No one paid any attention to this, and when the screams just sounded, the administrators in charge of other sections of the office instantly showed expressions of snickering, curiosity, schadenfreude, or sympathy and pity.

Whether it's shouting loudly, or whispering in a low voice; Whether it's a sympathetic tone or a voice of gnashing teeth, they say the same thing:

"The 'Archon' is back!"

The consuls, of course, could not have appeared.

What they're talking about is a discussion post.

As with all discussion posts, a plea post titled "How to Fix Excessive Heating of the Adapter Tube" that seems to have nothing to do with the coder appears quietly from the very top of the page. Then, it was immediately trampled down five or six floors by other discussion threads that followed.

However, unlike many discussion posts that are submerged in the vast sea of water, only two administrators press the refresh button, and then react, and finally click into the short second or two, the click rate of this post has reached an astonishing number of "2315".

And, unlike the usual speed of entering a discussion post, two desks, two expensive brand-name computers, their hard disks constantly screeching and spinning. The LCD screen reacted just as slowly, of course, until a full two or three seconds later, when it slowly began to show the contents of the discussion thread under the fire-breathing gaze of the administrator.

After entering, the lower left corner of the browser switches from time to time to the image download progress, the degree of control installation, plug-in blocking, ad blocking, and other messy things; On the right side of the post, the scroll bar is rapidly shrinking, getting smaller and smaller, and finally becoming less than a centimeter long.

This length generally means that the upper limit of replies on the twentieth floor of a single page of a post is very likely to be filled in an instant in just a few seconds.

The number of pages (1), (2), (3), and (4) that appear at the end of the main post provides the strongest support for this speculation.

“Shit，Shit，Shit，Shit，Shit……”

The administrator on the right was still muttering, his body leaning forward slightly, his mouth slightly open, and the intensity of his voice was significantly reduced.

The Administrator's voice no longer had a tone of exclamation and scolding, but only an emotion close to emotion:

This is the twenty-second time!

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