The sightseeing platform that Mo Fan and Sharon rode on circled around Cloud Sky City and fell back to the Pantheon.

In Sharon's original plan, she would take Mo Fanduo for a walk in the free world today and see a few more distinctive places.

But after witnessing Cloud Sky City, and then looking at other places, it became boring.

Even the grand temple palace in the Pantheon area was overshadowed by the impact brought by Cloud Sky City.

Losing interest in visiting the new area, Sharon changed her plans and took Mo Fan to watch a carnival on the streets of the Pantheon, then spent an afternoon playing the latest role-playing game.

When I left the Freedom Realm, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

It has to be said that the high consumption of the free world also has the advantage of allowing most people to set a real-world synchronous clock when they enter the natural world.

If you always care about time, you won't get too caught up in it.

The world of freedom is simply too beautiful compared to reality, even squatting on the side of the Pantheon is much more comfortable than the real world.

Even if you are poor and cannot afford any consumption, you will not be discriminated against by passers-by.

Carnival convoys of various Orders pass in front of you, and the cultists in the parade, no matter how high their status in reality, will share their big smiles with everyone equally.

If you're lucky, you'll be favored by some special orders and have a soul encounter.

But in the real world, you sit penniless on the street, and all you get is the ridicule of the passing gangs and the worry about how to solve the problem for dinner.

With such a gap, how can people not indulge in it?

Listen to Sharon, in Planet City, even unemployed vagrants who receive the federal subsistence allowance can enjoy the free world casually.

Because of this, tens of thousands of free realm users in major planet cities every year are too addicted to forget reality, resulting in starvation at home.

It is not an exaggeration to play to starve to death in the free world.

Even with Sharon, the old driver, the two of them still forgot the time, and played until the evening, not even having time to eat lunch.

While Sharon was cooking, Mo Fan checked the results of today's practice.

From 8 a.m. to 8 p.m., the 12 hours of practice were very rewarding.

Especially the half-hour tour around SkyBright City by taking the sightseeing platform.

During that time, the aura in his body was extremely active, and the practice of the exercises was unbelievably fast.

Half an hour of work is more productive than the remaining eleven and a half hours of practice.

By the time he left the Free Realm, his head and spine had been hardened.

Only the bones on the torso can reach the peak of the bone forging stage.

According to this progress, after two more days of entering the free realm, he will be able to forge all the bones of his body into iron bones, and reach the late stage of iron bones.

A day's practice consumed all the aura in Rolf's shooting stabilizer, as well as three percent of the aura of nerve driving.

Now the source of the aura in his body, as well as the seventy percent aura of nerve driving, and the four prosthetic bodies he just obtained.

This level of aura savings should be enough for him to complete the cultivation of the Pulse Realm.

Just as he was thinking about how to break through to the innate realm, Sharon's shout came out of the kitchen.

"It's time to eat."

Sharon's talent for hands-on ability is not only reflected in crafting machinery.

In less than half an hour, she made a table of dishes.

She learned Mo Fan's information from An Xin in advance, and knew that he had an unusual appetite, so she deliberately did more.

At the dinner table, while eating, Mo Fan asked about entering the free world.

"Sharon, you entered the free world, and you didn't use the external service station you made, did you transplant a brain-computer interface?"

Sharon nodded and said: "The portable network access cabin with the expansion of the brain-computer interface is a must-have for hackers, and only with the brain-computer interface can you dare to call yourself a hacker." ”

The brain-computer interface can be said to be the most high-tech prosthetic.

Its existence realizes human-computer interaction in the true sense, allowing the implanter to directly use consciousness to control the machine.

The value of a person's possession of a brain-computer interface or not is vastly different.

Even if you don't hack properly, be a company dog using a computer to process files, or become a worker using an external prosthesis, brain-computer interfaces can bring great convenience.

Mo Fan was a little moved when he heard this, and asked, "Where did you get the brain-computer interface?" ”

Sharon: "Sister An gave it to me, she said it was her comrade-in-arms' old model brain computer, and it was useless for her to keep it, so she gave it to me." ”

This answer made Mo Fan sigh.

Brain-computer interfaces are not regulated prosthetics, but due to the difficulty of transplantation, the production company usually signs a peer-to-peer contract with the prosthetic hospital.

Purchasers must obtain a surgical license from a prosthetic hospital in order to purchase a brain-computer interface with a license.

Although with the popularization of brain-computer interfaces in satellite cities and planetary cities, the failure rate of surgery has been reduced to about 1%, Mo Fan is still reluctant to have his head cut open and transplant a prosthetic body in his brain.

It is better to say that the transplant failed, and with his tenacious vitality, he will not die on the operating table.

Halfway through the transplant, his brain "eats" the brain-computer interface, then I am afraid that the doctor will give him a few injections of anesthetic, tie him to the operating table, and directly push him into the laboratory of Xituo Company.

He got the idea of getting a brain-computer interface, so he was itchy and sent a message to Jack Wang, asking him if he could get a brain-computer interface that could be purchased without registration.

Soon Jack Wang sent a reply, or advice.

Tell him to buy a brain-computer interface, be sure to make an appointment with a professional hospital, and don't be cheap. If necessary, they can resell the number of surgeries and help him "cut the line" for surgery.

Mo Fan sent a message again, emphasizing that he would not install a brain-computer interface that could be directly reached in the hospital.

Maybe he was afraid that he would play himself to death, but Jack Wang's answer this time was very simple.

No ability, no supply, can't do it.

Tut.

Mo Fan shook his head, turned his head and asked Sharon, "After transplanting the brain-computer interface, does it need to be maintained frequently?" ”

"If you don't need to follow the safe Internet guidelines, but for some transplanters, they like to browse some high-risk websites and insist on entering them after seeing a security prompt, then the brain-computer interface is vulnerable to virus attacks."

"For this part of the users, it is necessary to find someone to check the health status of the brain-computer interface on a regular basis."

Mo Fan looked at the signboard of "Blue Dream Network Security Maintenance Center" and asked, "Is this within the scope of your business?" ”

Sharon nodded, "Well, even many of West's customers will come to me for network security maintenance. ”

Mo Fan asked casually: "Then why did you open your store in Yefeng Town, has anyone in the town transplanted a brain-computer interface?" ”

"The rent in Westest City is too expensive, and Sister An is not worried that I will go to Westest City alone." Sharon sighed and said.

"As for customers, Yefeng Town really has a few old customers, such as the mayor and deputy mayor, the boss of Rennes Construction and Express Transportation, etc., all of whom have installed brain-computer interfaces."

"Helping them maintain network security once is enough for my store to operate for two or three months."

Mo Fan silently wrote down these names, and when he encountered a commission related to them in the future, he could do it without a commission fee.

There is such a thing as a prosthesis, money can't buy it, so it can only be exploded.

Mo Fan had no intention of staying overnight, so after dinner, he said goodbye to Sharon and returned to the Ruyi Office.

When I entered the house, it was exactly nine o'clock.

An Xin changed into pajamas and switched from a shrewd and capable middleman mode to a night indulgence mode.

Turn on the TV and find Ninth Media broadcasting an urgent news item.

In the news, Brother Easy is facing the camera and explaining the dangers of "Starry Sky" to the audience.

In the distant picture, a group of armed men smashed open the door of the Happiness Pharmaceutical Factory and burst into it.

Mo Fan sat down next to An Xin and said, "The movement is fast enough." ”