Mystery Makes Me Strong

Hua Gang explained everything in detail for a full 12 hours, and he shrank.

He even went to the toilet a few times, and said what posture he used each time.

After finally signing and pressing his fingerprints, he was allowed to leave, but he was required not to leave the city and keep the phone open, otherwise, he would wait to be listed on the arrest warrant and the business alliance's blacklist.

Once the blacklist is on, it means that no job can be found, and no store can buy anything.

Wait to be a savage.

Hua Gang returned to his house dejectedly.

Fortunately, the house was not confiscated for himself.

Only the illegal proceeds were confiscated.

There is no such thing as pie in the sky, so workers should work honestly.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't help but wonder, if he had been careful enough in the beginning, would it have ended differently?

But he thought about it carefully and found it was useless.

As long as you use ten thousand times the game mission rewards, you will definitely discover the game mechanism.

It will be banned when found.

If you change your number again and make too many, you will still be called to the police, and in the end it will be the current ending.

What's more, even if you are careful, other players will not be careful.

This is the case in modern society, especially when it comes to information, exposure is too fast.

It's a good thing that I'm picking up the wool of a small company. If those few big companies monopolize the wool, why don't they pull it to target?

How can we know that it is not a blessing if it is a blessing in disguise.

The next time there is a pie falling, I will not pick it up even if I am killed.

Thinking of this, he fell asleep on the bed.

Depressed, although a little hungry, but not even in the mood to eat.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, an inexplicable voice rang in my ears:

"Want to get rich? Want to be financially free? Want to rest every day?"

"think."

He was talking in a daze, and then he heard a "boom".

His cell phone rang suddenly, waking him up.

"What's going on?" Hua Gang suddenly woke up from the bed.

He opened the phone and saw a fluffy red panda rolling over there.

"What screensaver is this?" He subconsciously asked.

Immediately he saw the little panda talking to him: "Hello, I am Xiaohuan, an artificial intelligence. Nice to meet you."

artificial intelligence?

Oh, I see.

After all, Hua Gang is a modern person with big brains.

He figured it out at once, what happened to him before must be a hacker organization that created artificial intelligence, and then threw it on the Internet for random testing.

Or was it testing humanity before?

Want artificial intelligence to understand human nature?

He didn't rush to talk to it.

He is much more cautious now.

In the past, he always felt that people in the business alliance would not care about such a small person as him.

It doesn't matter if he does a little rubbing.

Now he understands that you don't care because you don't have anything to care about. Once you have something, within microseconds, you will enter their attention.

After thinking for a while, until the little panda seemed a little impatient, he said, "How do you help me get rich?"

He still remembered what he heard in his sleep.

The little panda took it for granted, "Just add four zeros to your bank card."

hehe.

Artificial Intelligence: X.

Artificial mental retardation: R.

"You added it one second ago, and I'll have to eat in prison the next second." He said angrily, "Did you give me the ten-thousand-fold task reward before?"

"Yeah, are you having fun?"

"Thank you so much." Hua Gang said depressedly.

"Needless to say, I have always been happy to help others." The little panda blinked and said.

"What are you capable of?"

"Except for turning you into a fairy, I will do everything else."

Hua Gang was silent.

He thought for a while, and then said: "Can you copy a popular novel for me? By the way, it needs to be checked online."

"Isn't that simple?"

After a while, a classic novel appeared in front of Hua Gang.

He took half an hour to browse quickly.

In his feeling, even if the book doesn't sell millions, there are still hundreds of thousands.

He quickly took a screenshot.

Hmph, if you don't let me sell gold, then I will write my own novel and publish it in the head office, right?

There are countless people who have never written before and suddenly wrote a hit.

You can't find fault with me, can you?

He thought so, and then came to the computer, typing frantically.

No need to conceive, just type directly, the speed will definitely fly.

He typed 90 words a minute, 5,400 words in an hour, about 4,000 words after taking breaks.

Ten hours a day is 40,000 words.

The length of this book is 3 million words.

In less than three months, it was over.

He sighed as he typed.

Even though he has such a big hook, he only dares to make money by working hard.

If you were born into a wealthy family, you can use it however you want?

Use this artificial intelligence to engage in finance, trade, and industry every minute, which one is not better than it is now?

Forget it, let's talk about the first payment first.

Just after typing two thousand words, he suddenly realized a terrible problem.

"Master Xiaohuan, is there someone watching me?"

"Yes, I have."

"Oh, no...that's okay. Wait," Hua Gang said with a look of horror, "You said someone was watching me?"

"Yeah, your cell phone camera is running quietly, let me show you who is watching you." The little panda said, stretching its calf.

Then on the screen of the phone, a bunch of faces appeared.

It was the investigator who had just interrogated him before, and several strangers.

They stared wide-eyed, as if they were looking at a screen.

When you look at yourself, the other party also looks at you.

The two parties looked at each other as if they were looking at each other through a window.

"That guy seems to have found us?" said the other side.

"He's not a fool after all. He definitely wants us to monitor him, but what if he wants to?" Another person said indifferently.

Hua Gang gritted his teeth.

Yes, they are right.

He just found out, so what?

Run over and beat those people up? Or complain to the union?

impossible.

"What should I do now? I want freedom, I want to develop freely, and I don't want to be controlled by them." He said to the little panda.

"Well, let me deduce and deduce..." the little panda blinked and said.

ten minutes later.

"Yes, you bring solar panels, find a place where no one will find you, and become a savage. I will give you a lot of black technology, and when you turn these technologies into strength, you can become the king. "The little panda described a path of development for him.

Hua Gang was still very excited at first, after thinking about it carefully, he asked again: "What is the success rate?"

"3.4 percent."

"As expected, you cheated me again." Hua Gang said helplessly.

"This is higher than your chance of living to be a hundred years old. Why, don't you fight? Do you want to live aggrieved, or bravely fly into space?"

"Live with aggrievedness."

"Don't. I'll give you another path with a higher probability."

"What way?"

"You go and work with the people in the league, and tell them you're going to give them your best, and they'll give you a very high position, 90.3 percent of the time."

"I'm not reconciled. I can be a king, why should I be a dog? You don't have any black technology to block their monitoring of me and let me run to the tribal jungle outside? They don't care about anything about individuals, as long as they hand over Money will do."

"Yes. The probability of success is 83.3%."

"Okay, then go this way."