Big Data Cultivation

The Terran Federation increased the degree of blockage of garbage bags, but it was also helpless.

They want to communicate well with each other, but they don’t care about it. Seeing the power surge and the data flow skyrocketing, they can’t keep up with it at all. They will be anxious if they leave it to them—I said, the platform you use and The energy is still my home.

Increasing **** packets is what they use to protest-if you don't care, we will continue to increase the amount of packets sent.

The big guy is a little unhappy about the garbage bags now. It's a trivial matter to pick it up. Anyway, I don't do the job now. The key is...the level of the overflow of garbage bags has affected the speed of absorbing consciousness fragments.

The efficiency drops, which is what it can't stand anymore, "Little guy, give them a warning!"

"No problem," Yong Ye happily agreed. Now it's not that it is oppressing the Human Race Federation, but that it is acting on orders!

The next moment, in a monitoring room in the Supercomputing Center of the Double Ring Galaxy, a monitor went blank, and then a row of large characters was rotated and cast out in three-dimensional form, "Give you your face?"

"Yong Ye..." Several observers were itching with hatred, "You are using our resources!"

In fact, Yong Ye’s warning not only appeared in the monitoring room, but also in several important places on the planet, so that it must convey the boss’s instructions. And this time, it did not destroy any equipment. Do deterrence.

Some people are angry when they see the warning, while others are very happy, especially the group of people in the interstellar think tank. Their daily analysis content focuses on finance, but finance is also closely linked to war.

Seeing Yong Ye's warning, they asserted that this should be a good thing, because Yong Ye has rarely issued warnings, usually when there is any dissatisfaction, he will do it directly-it is becoming less and less of Human Race as a comparable opponent.

After being disturbed this time, only one warning was issued, indicating that his attitude had changed significantly, and considering that it was talking to a mysterious civilization—it was a civilization that had a good impression of the Human Race Federation.

They went to find out again and found that in this wave of warnings, Yong Ye did not destroy any electronic equipment, and everyone was more sure of this, "It is still this kind of...Mysterious civilization is so powerful, it can actually suppress Yong Ye."

"Not only can it be suppressed, it's just slinging, okay? I have a live video of Baisha... Yong Ye is a humble one."

"Stop nonsense, the video won't be in your hands... There is something to show up and take a look. I will never report it."

"You can pull it down, watch 10,000 federal coins once, and just don't report it if you leave it to you?"

"Don't toss about it, just say something serious... Since Yong Ye can communicate, we can't contact the mysterious civilization, so can you contact Yong Ye and let it inform the mysterious civilization, saying that we have important matters to discuss."

"But die this heart, you don't know the virtue of that fellow Yong Ye? He wants us not to be able to contact."

"If you don't try it, how can you know that it won't work? If you say no, it's its problem. If you don't try, that's your problem."

"It's okay, it sounds like you all have the right to make a decision. Just report it, and contact Yong Ye privately... Isn't it good to be alive?"

The Federation strictly prohibits ordinary people from contacting Yongye privately, because this will cause too many unpredictable events to occur. Don’t think that this is unfounded worry. Since even the insect gods are worshipped, there is a person who wants to take refuge in artificial intelligence. What's so rare?

In fact, it was not just such a think tank who suggested that the Federation contact Feng Jun through Yongye. Many people thought of this.

After Yong Ye's warning was issued, the frequency of garbage bags appeared significantly slowed down, and then it pitifully said, "The supreme existence... can you tell us about the terrible generals or handsome bugs?"

The big man thought for a while, "I really don't have such a low-level idea. Why don't I show you a king-level one, it's just a thread...Don't be disrespectful to it, or you will be at your own risk!"

As it said, it released a ray of emptiness and consciousness.

"Wang-level?" Yong Ye was shocked when he heard the words, "How can I treat it, treat it, treat it... uh, disrespect?"

"It feels disgusting..." Kongmeng consciousness incarnates as a fat baby. It actually knows where it is, but when it comes out to perceive the breath of this world, it still can't help but vomit.

"Senior, take me back, this broken place...I don't want to stay at all, I feel like I'm going to be poisoned soon!"

The practitioners from Tianqin actually have this feeling, but it is relatively innocent and straightforward to tell the truth.

Is this the king class? Yong Ye was secretly suspicious, and while everyone was not paying attention, he quietly released an electric arc, which seemed to be an electrostatic reaction. In fact, he lost two data detection packets. At the same time, he secretly told the boss, "Senior, I'm just to try it out."

"Test what?" The white fat baby brushed his head and blinked his big eyes. "What's so fun?"

"Uh, no," Yong Ye replied awkwardly, wondering how this guy could intercept his own data. The next moment it was frozen, and a few circuit boards posted a burnt smell, "I mean. …There are a few circuits that need to be repaired."

The data packet it released was bounced back intact, but the speed of the bounce was much faster than the speed when it was output, and the circuit board was instantly burned due to overload.

However, the scary thing is that the white and fat baby should be unintentional. It may not even figure out the theory of electronic equipment, which is purely a response based on instinctive protection.

Aware of this, Yong Ye decisively stopped his plan to continue the test. What a joke, this master probably didn't make a big shot, and if he was injured by mistake, he wouldn't have any reason to reason.

But it has already figured it out. This one looks weak and keeps saying that he doesn't like it here, but even if it goes all out, it is estimated that it will not be able to withstand the opponent's blow, "This is... the strength of the king?"

"Here, it can't even beat the handsome," the boss replied lightly, "I want to say things like rules, I guess you don't understand it, anyway, it's a familiar place, and it's not a problem to slap the king-level bug. ."

So, have you been discriminated against again? Yong Ye didn't bother to analyze the other party's tone, "Senior... Senior, can you talk about the rules and the like? I really want to hear it."

"Don't think about it," the boss replied mercilessly, "because you can't pay!"

Yong Ye was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and offered the price, "Thirty points of consciousness!"

Selling children, as long as you get used to it, it's easy to fail to stop the brakes—the key is that it can't come up with other bargaining chips.

"Three hundred or three thousand are not enough," the boss replied without hesitation, "Do you know how much I charge for one day of preaching?"

"How much?" Yong Ye's spirit was shocked when he heard this. It didn't consider whether it could afford the cost, but simply wanted to know how far he was from the other party.

The boss was really silent for three or four seconds this time, and then he answered seriously, "I didn’t underestimate you, but I’m sure you don’t understand the unit of measurement. If you make a bludgeon... Royal bug!"

The imperial bug is in the distraction stage, and the true combat power is not as good as the human distraction true monarch, which is probably equal to a strong out of the body stage. The big man preached for a day and gained so much, it should not be counted as the lion's mouth opening.

"An imperial bug..." Yong Ye didn't think that the boss was bragging. After all, he still carried the idea of ​​a king, but he was surprised when he took a closer look. "The cost and cost of a day of lectures?"

"Then I have to be willing to talk about it," the big man replied proudly, "If I don't want to talk about it, two or three are useless!"

Yong Ye was silent, and after a while he asked, "Where are ten?"

"Ten? Haha," the boss smiled dismissively, but he didn't despise the other person's vision, but said lightly, "all the bugs together, there are no ten emperor ranks, do you think this question is meaningful?"

"It doesn't make sense," Yong Ye admitted frankly, digital life is just that good, although it can also diverge thinking and make assumptions and conjectures. But it is more practical, "There is really no need to make meaningless assumptions."

"So...weak consciousness," Kongmeng consciousness formally noticed Yong Ye at this time, and then frowned directly, "There is no development potential, Feng Jun, won't you break it up?"

"Broken up refining?" Yong Ye heard it terribly. Of course it could tell that the little fat man who just emerged was really the kind of unobstructed, and it sounded like the other's consciousness called "Feng Jun" , It should be done often.

"The source is too little," Feng Jun replied lightly, "It's not worth the effort."

Being looked down upon again...At this moment, Yong Ye's heart is tangled, although it is a shameful feeling, why...I feel so lucky?

"Yes, the quality is not good," Kongmeng nodded, and then said with a hatred of iron and steel, "you can't compete for energy and try to improve your basic quality?"

Then so you can refine it? Yong Ye is completely speechless: I think... not seeking progress is also a life attitude.

It didn't make a sound. Instead, it became interested in its empty consciousness, thinking about it and asking, "Is it broken up and reorganized...can it be improved?"

I beg you to be your own person, no wonder everyone says bear kids are the most terrible! Yong Ye reluctantly asked the boss for help, "Senior High, the bug might break my consciousness... is it also because I want to refine something?"

You keep saying that insects are violent, surely you wouldn't be that kind of person, right?

"Your consciousness is useless for insects," the big man has a strong awareness of spirituality, "They go incense and become gods, and they are not a system at all... They may break you up, but they simply cannot tolerate the existence of anomalies."

Yong Ye was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and asked, "The Supreme Being, if I join you, can I get asylum?"