Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

A male classmate behind him accidentally caught a glimpse of Mu Yingtong's side face and was startled. Seeing that she didn't respond, he was about to slap her on the shoulder to signal, but was suddenly grabbed by Luo Hong on the side.

The male classmate was startled. Luo Hong's hand was cold and hard, like a machine.

Mu Yingtong didn't turn her head and remained silent. She was a little irritated. She didn't like being talked to.

Luo Hong slowly turned her head and looked at him with a charming smile: "Yingtong has a boyfriend, please add mine~"

The male classmate was pleasantly surprised, his heart was pounding, and his mouth was trembling with laughter: "Big... big campus beauty, Jia Jia Jia!"

It is really a blessing that I cultivated in my previous life. I can make the school beauty take the initiative to add friends. My whole body feels numb and the pleasure is heavenly. It is just... a little dizzy and ethereal...

Three minutes later, there was one less person in the class, Xunyang University lost the information of a male student, Xia Long lost the information of a male citizen, and all the people who had social relations with this classmate lost all the information related to this classmate. memory.

It didn't cause any waves, as if he had never existed in the history of Blue Star.

…

On the other side, Luo Yan was waiting outside the health room, and finally heard a sob and scream of "Wow!"

Puff woke up and didn't know what he had misunderstood.

She is usually a quiet person, but when her emotions break out, her tremors become more exaggerated. Listening to this cry, it seems that she hasn't spoken to anyone in at least a few months.

After the voice almost calmed down, Luo Yan knocked on the door and said, "Ahem, that..."

"Flow!" After seeing him, Puff shouted one word loudly. He couldn't seem to remember the next word and choked on his lips, his face full of doubts, "Flow..."

Then call up the supercomputing ring and mount the external program keyboard.

It took ten seconds to type dozens of lines of program code. During this period, it seemed like a different person appeared, with an extremely serious expression on his face.

The supercomputing ring runs the program and makes an emotionless mechanical sound: [Rogue]

Puff suddenly realized and shouted angrily at Luo Yan: "You stinking gangster!"

Luo Yan:...

I forgot how to pronounce "rogue", so I typed a piece of code on the spot and output it in programming language.

"Talent." He didn't know how to evaluate it for a moment.

"I'll kill you!" Suddenly, Puff took out his anti-wolf stun gun.

aggressive.

"Stop!" Luo Yan raised his hand, "You said I was playing a gangster, do you need evidence? Are the researchers at your center so careless in what they say?"

This is an insult and provocation to professional ethics.

? ? ?

Can this be tolerated? Puff could bear it, but Pudding couldn't. Puff yelled, "Then why are you running to the women's restroom?!"

"Your front door is blocked, so I can only use the back door. I don't know who fool designed the back door next to the women's toilet."

"Uh...then..." Puff rolled his eyes and continued to question, "then...then what's going on with my collar?"

"The women's restroom is on the first floor. If you fainted, I will send you to the health room on the sixth floor."

“There’s bound to be some friction along the way.”

"I don't believe it!" Puff shouted loudly, and then called up the external program keyboard again to connect to the supercomputing ring.

A projection pops up with a clanging sound in the void, and there are many three-dimensional diagrams looking down from above. It looks like a mathematical model is being built.

Topic: The probability of lifting a person from the first floor to the sixth floor and unbuttoning his collar.

Three minutes later, Puff came to a conclusion.

"You are lying! The probability of event triggering is only 13%"

Luo Yan:...

He has seen a lot of gangsters, but this is the first time he has seen one like this.

"There's something wrong with the force analysis in your model." Luo Yan pointed at a certain three-dimensional picture and said blatantly, "I didn't carry you up in my arms, I carried you in a carrying position, and it would shake from time to time."

"Carrying it?!" Puff was a little confused.

"But the book says that boys tend to use the princess hug posture..."

"The books are all lies. In reality, we boys all like to use shoulder bags to save effort."

"That's it..."

Then Puff created a new model and added more detailed and specific factors under the guidance of Luo Yan.

They were really seriously studying the possibility of carrying a girl up to the sixth floor and unbuttoning her collar.

Test all possibilities, then assign probability weights and calculate expected values.

Finally, the supercomputing loop came to the conclusion: [Probability of event occurrence: 52%]

"The probability of it happening is higher than half, right? I didn't lie to you." Luo Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was so difficult. In just ten minutes, it was more tiring than the finals of the three-party exercise.

"It's really higher than 50%..." Puff looked a little surprised, but still unconvinced, "No, no, there must be something wrong. I want to be a control group."

"Gu Liang, let go of that button!" Luo Yan was furious.

"Think about it, do you have any other work today?"

"Today's work?" Puff stopped his hands, tilted his head, and suddenly had an idea.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! That, that, I want to customize a set of equipment for you!"

"It's over. We made an appointment to meet in the reception room at ten o'clock. Now I'm going to get scolded again..."

Puff looked at the time, it was already half past ten, her face was ashen, and she was hopeless.

"Then you have to go quickly. Maybe they are still waiting?" Luo Yan urged.

"Yes, yes, you have to leave quickly!"

Puff got up and hurried to the reception room of Chenxin Pavilion.

Luo Yan followed.

five minutes later.

The two came to the downstairs of a building.

Puff finally realized Luo Yan behind him, turned around and said, "Why are you following me? You can't just enter Chenxin Pavilion."

"Ahem!" Luo Yan coughed seriously, unfolded the personal information of his supercomputing ring, and said with a smile, "I am, Luo Yan, exactly the person you want to serve."

Puff was stunned, looking him up and down, slurring his words: "You...are you Luo Yan?!"

When he realized it, the expression on his face was comparable to a two-hour tragic science fiction movie, with all the beginnings and endings.

Grievances, accidents, panic, wanting to cry but no tears, sunny days turning to cloudy days, turning to thunderstorms.

The performance was spot on.

Wonderful.

"Okay, I won't embarrass you." Luo Yan knew that this was her job, and negative reviews might affect some performance, bonuses, etc.

Puff turned into a humble Party B, not daring to breathe loudly: "Don't, don't make too many demands..."

There has been no progress in her recent research and development work. If there are problems with this kind of design work, she may be further demoted.

Boom, the iron door opened.

"Wow." Luo Yan couldn't help but exclaimed as soon as he entered Chenxin Pavilion.

What caught the eye was a 30-meter-tall machine soldier, gray in color, surrounded by more than a dozen maintenance robots. Several researchers in white coats were wandering around, doing record-keeping work.

"This is the third generation of machine soldiers, codenamed [Judge]. It has not yet been put into actual combat." Puff beside him proudly introduced.

"Huh, I'm involved in the design of the driver!"

"It's really good. It looks like I can follow you..." Luo Yan frowned suddenly. A certain word was about to blurt out, but it stuck in his mouth and he couldn't remember it.

"Juan...what are you doing?"

Puff was a little surprised and said: "How do you know? The third generation machine realm soldiers are indeed designed to fight with dependents."

Dependents! ! !

After this guidance.

Some pictures flashed through Luo Yan's mind, fog, dim lights, huge black dragons...two...

My head hurts so much, it feels like a needle pricking me, a sharp pain, and my consciousness flashes in and out, like a bad movie.

The black dragon's groaning sound and heartbeat were very clear, very close, very close...