Chapter 561: The era of the big part-time job is coming
"What's the weird talk about in this world? Or ......"
Feng Xue's eyes narrowed slightly, clicked on the email, and saw the content in it, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Well, he thought about it too much, and after a long time, he actually forgot, in addition to strange talks, phantoms, and the like from the setting level, there is another way to break through his encryption-
Added in the background.
Well, after all, the network operation supervision of the entire Esgeri City is integrated, and he is just the 1174 illegal zone that he bought from someone else, and it is not difficult for people to add an email directly to the location of the main server.
What is the saying?
When the enemy is already in your computer room, no amount of powerful hacking skills are useless.
I silently warned myself not to ignore the power of ordinary people, and then savored the content of this email.
The number of words is not much, and the content is very simple, to put it bluntly, it is to inquire about the three stores of "going to the disease", "asking for fate" and "buying the murderer", and then I hope to exchange a batch of Ming coins from Feng Xue.
To be reasonable, this approach is actually quite polite, but for these guys who have the ability to directly move the main server of Asgre City, the credit points are just numbers that can be added or subtracted at will, not to mention that Feng Xue herself is not trying to make money.
However, he didn't directly provoke in the face, but as if he hadn't found an extra email at all, he would continue to work as a worker tomorrow morning!
……
Feng Xue didn't reply to the email, but Asgre City was also surging.
Not long after the 1774 Illegal Zone was sold, it was naturally not a difficult thing to investigate in the eyes of those who care, and a little verification will tell what it was like before.
Although it is not impossible to transform the entire plot in a day or two, it obviously requires a lot of movement, but the fact is that the whole process is silent, there is no record of the surrounding freight elevators, and there is no corresponding information about the workers in the area.
This couldn't help but arouse the reverie of the high-level leaders of Esgris City.
If it were a few years ago, most of them would have thought it was some kind of deception, or a pre-set bureau, and the other party was not in the so-called 1774 illegal zone at all, and even the investigation was not favored.
But now, they have a lot of interest, and the reason is that the "ghosts" that have appeared in the public eye in the past two years.
Although the research on this thing is still in a black box-like state, it is already a recognized fact that ghosts have special abilities, and although the guys who can gamble their lives like the previous gamblers are just an isolated case, there are also many ghosts with various incredible effects.
For example, in the laboratory of the Constantine company's Escuri City branch, there is an electric ghost that can release electricity equivalent to a small nuclear reactor every day.
In the eyes of these "insiders", this illegal zone of 1774 undoubtedly got some rare ghosts and ghosts, so as to build such a nondescript city within a city.
But in terms of how to deal with it, there are disagreements between the big guys.
Everyone wants to take this plot, or the ghost behind this plot, under their command, but they are worried that they will not be able to figure out the characteristics of the ghost itself, and they will cause big trouble like studying gambling ghosts before.
In the end, he can only enter a relatively stable equilibrium, and he plans to test it slowly first, and by the way, he will also probe the tone of the holder of this lawless zone.
……
slept until more than eight o'clock, Feng Xue stretched hard and sat up from the bed, her brows immediately furrowed, and she ignored it all night, why did she work so many people in hell?
Thinking of this, he immediately turned on the intercity network, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, this look, his face immediately became strange.
Because overnight, there were a bunch of live broadcasts on the intercity network about the 1774 illegal zone, although the doubt was that it was broadcast at night, and they didn't look for a job directly after they came in, but the secret of the pawnshop has been exposed, and there is even a brave man who pawned directly in the pawnshop for five years.
However, compared to the 60,000-year life estimate of Yisuantang, the price of the mortgage is much lower, at least this gentleman who doesn't know whether it is a social animal or something else, and only mortgaged 10,000 coins for his five-year life.
It's not that the pawnshop deliberately underpriced the price, but that the rules are like this-
Unlike the same purchase, pawns will be judged based on the quality of their lifespan, for example, a company president, his one-year life is definitely worth more than a beggar's one-year lifespan, although it sounds a little cruel, but this is an indisputable fact.
The life of a scientist is worth more than illiteracy, and the life of a big capitalist is worth more than a gangster.
And with the pawn of this lifespan, that person's immediate aging live broadcast immediately made everyone have full confidence in the life transaction here, and then, the influx of a large number of workers does not seem to be an unacceptable thing.
After all, even if you don't need it, isn't it good to earn some coins and then exchange them for credits with the big boss who collects money?
After all, the total amount of the bank's exchange every month is certain, in other words, if these big bosses want to collect clear currency, they will inevitably give a higher price than the exchange price.
And the Ming currency itself is paper money, there is no binding problem, let alone trading, there are people who directly rob it.
It's just that these people will basically be thrown into prison immediately, after all, the hell of a part-time job is hell, and it is reasonable to have one or two jailers, right?
"The appeal of longevity is still there." Feng Xue looked at the gold mining group that had begun to be formed, and couldn't help nodding, all the development was going according to his plan, but next, he had to take everyone through the process.
Reincarnated as Alfred, Feng Xue walked out of the Internet café and started the live broadcast, and before he could give himself a reward, a large number of viewers poured into the live broadcast room, and all kinds of barrages asking about the illegal zone of 1774 came one after another.
He didn't answer their questions, but carried his bag in one hand and made his way to the company.
At this point, it's not early, and the whole company is filled with a busy atmosphere.
However, as long as people with a little experience can see the falsity of this atmosphere, whether it is to catch water back and forth, or to tap the keyboard, to put it bluntly, it is just a meaningless performance.
Ignoring the office passing by, Feng Xue came all the way to the design department, and when she stepped into the office with one foot, a dark voice said:
"Why are you here so late?"
"Is it late?" Alfred's personality is not used to the bad fault of the leader, and he opened his mouth to slap it over, and the manager heard that the anger that had been suppressed all night last night came up, and pointed to the watch hanging in the office:
"Look at what time it is, other colleagues will come at seven o'clock, you ......"
"What am I, they came early because they were willing, the contract stipulates that they will go to work at nine o'clock, and now it's only eight fifty-seven, okay, please let me go, don't delay me to clock in!" Alfred had a hung expression, and suddenly the barrage of viewers who were seriously watching the live broadcast of the workplace started a round of counterattack, but it was quickly suppressed by the barrage discussing the 1774 outlaw zone.
The manager was standing there like a stake, his face was pale, but he didn't want to give way at all, and I was standing here, just dragging you until you were late.
But what kind of person is Alfred, as soon as he stretched out his hand, before he touched anyone, the manager rolled out like a gourd, Alfred immediately took out his work card and swiped it on the punch card machine, and then said helplessly:
"Manager, you're too fake, aren't you? I'd love to slap you, but haven't I been hit yet? ”
(End of chapter)