Demon Change the Earth

After the evening self-study, Ma Liang did not go out with Wang Fei and the others. He went back to the dormitory alone, washed his feet, took out his notebook and was about to continue working when someone came looking for him outside.

"Ma Liang, old horse"

A tall, lanky man in sportswear came to the door.

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Help, install a system!"

Ma Liang said, "Wait a minute, I will wear shoes."

Ma Liang didn't know this person well, he just chatted and smoked together, but he didn't remember his name, he seemed to be from Shanxi, his family was quite rich, and he was a rich second generation.

The rich second generation walked in and threw him a soft China, looked left and right, saw the notebook on the table, and reached out to touch it without thinking twice.

Ma Liang quickly pressed the notebook down, and said with a smile: "Diary, strangers should not touch it!"

The rich second generation smiled embarrassingly, took out the lighter to help him light the cigarette, and said, "Is there still someone writing a diary now? You can do it!"

Ma Liang put away the notebook and said casually, "It's a habit I've developed since I was a child."

The rich second generation gave a thumbs up.

Arriving at dormitory 401 diagonally opposite, as soon as you walk in, there is smoke and fog, and a group of people gather together, not like playing cards, but like gambling.

Ma Liang fanned the choking smoke and said, "Open the window, and you will be smoked to death."

"Ma Liang is here?"

"Old horse!"

"Ma Liang, do you want to play?"

They were all greeting him, so Ma Liang wondered, how do these people know him?

After some perfunctory, the window opened, and those people continued to play cards. He sat down next to the rich second generation's bed. The computer desk is the kind that is placed on the bed. It is very convenient. You can watch it while lying down, and play it while sitting. It is considered a school. is standard.

The rich second generation gave a box of tool trays and went to watch the battle.

Installing the system is a kind of pediatrics, only in this era, there are still many people who can't do it, and it will become easier and simpler in the future.

Without Ghost, it is very troublesome to install the CD-ROM. First, boot the CD-ROM, then partition and format, and then copy the system files.

Ma Liang put the computer into the automatic installation state, and walked over to have a look.

It turned out to be playing Zhajinhua.

He was not interested in these things, so after looking at them for a while, he returned to the computer desk.

401 is also a room for eight people. There are many people, and many things have been purchased. The water dispenser, washing machine, and TV have also been replaced. The school one was thrown in the corner behind the door, covered with a layer of dust.

This makes it very crowded.

The accommodation conditions are really not good, not as good as ordinary public universities.

But private schools also have advantages.

A top student with good character and learning will naturally not go to this kind of school. Those who go to this kind of school are the scumbags of the middle and lower classes, and the relationship between grades and appearance is often inversely proportional, so there are more beauties in the school. The atmosphere is not strong, boys and girls are outstanding, love to play, and have the financial conditions to play.

Tuition fees are not cheap, and the cost of living remains high. People from poor families don’t need to come, and they can’t afford it.

The students have money in their hands and love to play. Both the service and the goods are prosperous inside and outside the campus, and they love to do their business. There are more than 20,000 students, which have driven a large area of ​​economic development.

"Okay, don't worry about it, wait until the driver is safe and then restart it!"

"Thank you, old horse, come, get a pack of cigarettes!"

"What are you welcome?"

"Is this polite? It's just a pack of cigarettes, take it!"

Indeed, it was just a pack of cigarettes.

Ma Liang returned to the dormitory, looking at the pack of cigarettes thoughtfully.

Now he only has less than 200 yuan for his whole body, and he barely buys four packs.

Food, clothing, housing, and transportation are not low expenses, and he has no intention of suffocating himself. He still needs to buy a computer and solve the problem of renting a house outside.

There are too many secrets, and the dormitory is always inconvenient.

But where does the money come from?

In the old time and space, he certainly wouldn't worry about money,

The new space-time is different.

Ma Liang thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. He looked at the time and guessed that Wang Fei and the others would be back soon, so he didn't take out the notebook.

Lying in bed, lost in thought.

A mysterious system under the fantasy world view!

The cornerstone of the building must be magic.

The setting from scratch and the advent of the magic power of creation should be the proper meaning, but he always felt that it was wrong.

Leaving aside whether the energy reserves of the magic pen can support the corruption of magic power on a global scale, there is a very critical question-how to define magic power in order to have a strong resistance to space-time stabilization?

Magic power should be visible everywhere, large and scattered, complete and dense, which is equivalent to adding a new element, so it should be easy to capture and analyze for time and space.

Once the basic magic power is analyzed and corrected, the building of the new system will fundamentally be shaken!

no!

Ma Liang was having a headache, when he heard a noise coming from outside the door, the dormitory door was pushed open vigorously, and Wang Fei, Zhu Ming and others walked in talking and laughing.

"It's a pity that you didn't go, old Ma. A coffee shop just opened next to the Seventh Canteen. There are piano and violin performances. The atmosphere is good. There are so many girls, and they are all beautiful!"

"What girls are all seniors!"

"What's wrong with senior sister, senior can pick up junior sister, but we can't hook up with senior sister?"

"Hurry up and get there. He is going there to work, so he is naturally beautiful. Otherwise, how can he attract a fool like you?"

"Fuck, fat man, just now who refused to let me go, and wanted to refill the glass, damn it, a glass of 30, dare you not pay for it?"

"Oops, Brother Fei, calm down, Brother Fei, calm down, my little brother owed me for a while, I forgot that you are the God of Wealth of our 404..."

Ma Liang shook his head and lay down again.

Wang Fei and Zhu Ming went to the bathroom to wash up. Song Shibo went to bed and read a novel. Before Bai Xiaoshu came back, Zhao Yang started chatting on the phone again.

There are two empty beds and no one has been there, and I don't think they will come again in the future.

"Old Song, what are you looking at?" Ma Liang asked Song Shibo who was on the upper bunk.

"Missing Journey, I bought it at the bookstall."

"is it nice?"

"It's okay, I read it before, now I picked it up and looked through it."

"Let me take a look."

Song Shibo threw the book over and asked, "Do you also like to read online novels?"

Ma Liang dealt with it casually and opened the book.

A book is a world.

It's a pity that this book was not what he wanted, and it couldn't give him the much-needed inspiration.

Stuck on the key link of magic power.

Since magic power is hard to define, can it be bypassed?

What to use instead?

"I said, old horse, are you reading or flipping through books? Ten lines at a glance!"

Ma Liang chuckled, closed the book, and threw it back to Song Shibo.

"Do you like fantasy?"

"Of course, there are too few good books. I like profanity the most. Have you read profanity?"

Ma Liang recalled the novels he had read—suddenly, aura appeared just like that!

"Old horse?"

As if Ma Liang had never heard of it, he thought of a book, which was very suitable for the current difficulties.

No spiritual power, no magic power, just spirituality! ?

What is spirituality?

All things have spirits, and spirituality can be the dilution and dimensionality reduction of the "source", which is the essence of time and space, so naturally we are not afraid of the analysis and correction of time and space.

Create the "source" of space-time shocks, the magic pen harvests a part, leaves a part, and dilutes this part to become spirituality, and then feeds back into the new system to support, strengthen and create space-time shocks.

a loop!

Perfect loop!

This new system is the production, assimilation and utilization of spirituality, both at the highest level and at the lowest level.

Through different ratios of dilution, spirituality can also be graded, such as spirituality, legendary spirituality, divinity, and the chaos origin used by the creator (pseudo).