A Million Possible

When first heard that the baby had been delivered to the target location, Cheng Lin felt relieved.

But the bunch of information received immediately stunned him.

"Unlock new permissions?"

"The number of open words is limited to 140 words?"

"With a small tail behind the message?"

Co-author of this weird program was developed by Weibo, right?

Cheng Lin was speechless.

He didn't expect such a function to appear after completing three deductions.

It turns out that I have not opened the permission to engrave my name two times before, and I can’t leave a message, I can only leave my name?

So before you said you want to protect my safety?

Even for this, the relevant traces of Shajiao City will be removed.

What does it mean now?

It’s okay if you don’t help me cancel the unlucky setting of leaving my name, so I have to add words...

"hiss……"

Cheng Lin took a deep breath, he was speechless at first, then his thoughts turned.

The eyes are bright, and I think this seems to have a lot of room for manipulation.

After the information appeared, a transparent input box appeared out of thin air in front of him.

There is also a cursor blinking inside.

There is a 140-character mark at the back of the input box and a "confirm to send" button.

There is no keyboard, but he has a feeling that as long as he thinks with his own mind, he can input text.

"calm down."

Cheng Lin did not rush to operate, but closed his eyes and took two deep breaths.

message……

The first question that Cheng Lin thought of was that the handwriting left by him would be displayed in front of people all over the world when it was projected.

Will get great exposure and attention.

What are the words?

Cheng Lin's brain went blank for a while, and then inexplicably many messy words began to float in his mind:

"The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the ground..."

"The world is not worth..."

"Repost the lottery Xia Guo Koi..."

"I'll set you monkey..."

"Stylistic two blooms...flowers...flowers..."

...

Cheng Lin shook his head fiercely, and left these words behind.

what the hell.

These things cannot be written at all.

Considering that it will appear in front of people all over the world, Cheng Lin suddenly had a strange thought.

"What would happen if I wrote an advertisement?"

It feels like there are huge business opportunities hidden in it.

Suppose, if he writes an advertisement here, how terrifying will the publicity effect be after the projection appears?

The Spring Festival Gala advertisement or something is a Little Brother in front of him, okay?

You can even make judgments like this.

The display effect of Cheng Lin's small advertisement engraved on the city wall will be unmatched by any platform.

The same is to brush small advertisements on the wall.

Most of the small advertisements painted on the walls of ordinary courtyards in rural areas are several hundred yuan a year, and the high ones are several thousand yuan a year. This is generally the case.

And Cheng Lin brushed advertisements on the wall... If there is an open tender, it shouldn’t be a problem to sell billions of dollars?

Cheng Lin couldn't help being shocked by this number.

"It's a pity... I can only think about it..."

With a sigh, Cheng Lin felt extremely disappointed.

Although the idea of ​​selling advertisements has a huge business opportunity, it is a pity that he has no way to take out at present. As for the free delivery, it is even more impossible.

Shook his head.

Cheng Lin forgot these unrealistic ideas.

He began to think more seriously.

What kind of words are left most useful to him.

Cheng Lin thought for a while, and felt that the biggest crisis he had at present was the name "Cheng Lin".

The first two projections let the whole world know the name.

I don't know how many people and how many national organizations are curious about the meaning of these two words.

After the initial little excitement, Cheng Lin has always been worried about exposure.

The idea at that time was that there were so many people with the same name in the country, and there were so many overseas Xia Guoren.

According to the data he knows, there are currently about 50 million Xia Guoren overseas in Life.

There must be a lot of people calling Cheng Lin.

Moreover, as a student with an ordinary background, I really lack a logical connection with projection.

To be a metaphor, it is like one day when a human probe suddenly found two characters on the surface of Mars: "Wang Gang"

So what kind of brain circuit would connect him with his neighbor named Wang Gang?

So Cheng Lin's worries about exposure were not so great at first.

But as he joined the Ninth Court, he embarked on the journey of cultivation.

Cheng Lin began to worry more and more about this.

He even suspected that the own file had been turned over many times by interested people, but he really couldn't find anything.

But this does not mean that he does not need to worry.

Cheng Lin believes that no one has arrested him for investigation.

Mainly because he is too humble.

There are hundreds of thousands of practitioners across the country. As a practitioner who has just started to practice, it is impossible for him to enter the eyes of those big figures.

At most, some teachers in the college looked at it twice, then turned over the files, observed and observed, and that's it.

Even observation is secret observation.

Another reason is "black under the lights."

Even if someone suspects that Cheng Lin is a personal name and starts an investigation, it is normal thinking that such a person should try to hide in the dark.

It is unlikely to take the initiative to drill into the government's system.

If it really goes into the national system, it will be easier to expose and show off its feet.

But all this is only for now.

What if he gets stronger and stronger in the future?

Promote to the second rank... third rank... fifth rank... even higher.

Waiting for Cheng Lin's strength to become higher and higher, more and more outstanding.

Wait for him to enter the eyes of the first-level and even higher-level people of the Nine Division Director.

There will definitely be more background checks, let alone anything else.

Just like being promoted in the national system, the eight generations of your ancestors’ archives can’t wait for you to check them clearly.

Therefore, Cheng Lin has always had a very contradictory mentality.

On the one hand, he needs to perform well in the college and strive for more material and teaching resources.

On the other hand, he also has concerns about not being able to disperse.

Even let Fu Zhongting take the lead, with this kind of consideration in it.

But this is always not an issue, and it cannot be sustained.

As long as he wants to become stronger, the possibility of exposure will always exist, the stronger, the greater.

So after seeing this input box, Cheng Lin naturally began to consider whether he could use it to make some articles.

...

"Or it's to confuse people's minds. Try to mislead people's thinking and don't think about me."

Cheng Lin stands in the wind, eyes reveal thinking.

Soon, he came up with several plans.

"Write the names of other people? For example, Zhang Wei, Li Na, Wang Jianguo, etc., to confuse your eyes?"

"No, there is a little tail behind the message..."

"Or, pretend to be a ghost? Write something like 10 years before the end, so that the people of the world will worry, and have no time to pay attention to me?"

"No, so they probably pay more attention to me..."

"Either, write Martian text? Useless and uncommon text to be piled up, let them interpret the deep meaning of it?"

"Or not……"

"otherwise……"

...

Cheng Lin thought of many plans in one breath, but they were finally given up by himself.

The most important thing is that the existence of the little tail is a big problem.

"Otherwise, change your thinking and set up a personal name for Cheng Lin so that they can understand it in the wrong direction?"

Cheng Lin's eyes brightened, and he felt that this plan had some potential.

"If the name is in simplified Chinese characters, it won't be possible to pretend to be an ancient person. Otherwise, you can make up some secrets of the first emperor, palace secrets, etc., so you can make historians crazy."

"No, the two characters Cheng Lin seem to be written in the same way...it seems to be able to pretend to be an ancient person..."

"No, I won't imitate the ancients, and other messages have to be simplified to complex, troublesome... well, it's still reliable for modern people."

"Simplified Chinese characters appeared more formally only a few years ago in 195, and it has been decades since the name Cheng Lin has been like a crucian carp who crossed the river, and cannot be counted.

It was not too long ago that Xia Guo’s household registration system was truly perfect.

Even now, there must be many illegal households in China.

This is the point that can be used,

If you want to pretend, it’s better to push forward,

The further forward, the more difficult it is to trace and the easier it is to play.

It’s not clear what tone of voice people say a few decades ago, but they only need to speak normally, and then a little bit of vicissitudes.

It’s easy to mislead people,

After all, I'm less than twenty years old..."

"This person named Cheng Lin keeps appearing in various extraterrestrial civilizations and leaving texts, much like visiting a passerby and leaving his mark at hand."

"He certainly can't be an ordinary person, he can be a god, or... strong enough to break the void, a hidden practitioner across the plane..."

Cheng Lin thought of more and more details, his eyes brightened, and slowly, a character appeared in his mind.

...

He is a tall man.

he:

The sword eyebrow enters the temple, and the water phoenix eyes are majestic.

The appearance is chic, and the head is full of horns.

The temperament is clear, the grace is refreshing

Xiao Shuxuan's move, Zhan Ran is like a god.

He stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, dressed in white clothes and lightly dancing with his belt, fluttering, wishing to go to the sky.

He is the first ascendant of Xinxia Kingdom! !

He is the most powerful cultivator in the era of the end of Dharma before the revival of Spiritual Qi! ! !

He is "Cheng Lin"! ! ! !

...

"Just do it!"

Cheng Lin clenched his fists, feeling that this idea was almost useless.

As long as he created this kind of misunderstanding to people by leaving a message, and led people around the world to imagine "Cheng Lin" as a powerful cultivator in the era of the end of law decades ago, before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

People think that after the Xeon cultivator ascended, he set foot in the universe and traveled many worlds.

Every time I go to a world, only a few words are left.

Then for some unknown reason, these world projections appeared on the earth.

People finally got a glimpse of a trace of Xiu practitioner senior's walking.

Just lead people to think in this direction...

As long as this person is set up.

Then what is he afraid of?

Even if the name is duplicated, the safety factor will be greatly increased.

...

"So, there is only one thing left now, what should I leave?"

"The message must show a sense of randomness, as if it is a momentary feeling in the heart, and leave it at hand, just like writing a diary."

"The number of words should not be too many, 140 words are too many, the more the number of words, the more information will be exposed, the easier it will be to reveal your feet."

"So the number of characters should be less, and immortal, high cold is normal."

Cheng Lin paced on the spot, walking back and forth, thinking about it for more than ten minutes, and finally finished the draft.

So he faced the "input box" and silently entered a line of text with his mind:

"Passing through this world today, I found that the world here is much like my hometown. It has been dozens of years since it has soared. I don't know if the earth has recovered or not."

—— Cheng Lin

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ps: The state is extremely poor in recent days.

Then tomorrow I’m going to go far, and I can’t write a few words all day. The saver is always on the verge of death. I’d like to report to you that the update may be unstable. I’m sorry.

QAQ

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