Technology Treasure King

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What a gentle and friendly smile on his face.

"Snapped".

The moment the door was closed, his smile became whiter than the poor man’s pants, and after a second of earth time, not to mention the gentle and kind smile, the mentally retarded man could see that the man’s face appeared: "Don’t mess with it. "I", "in a bad mood", "I have nothing to love", "If I can, I want to... kill and rob."

... Anyway, just don't mess with him, because he is a little devil, a little devil with yin and yang.

Even if it is not a kid, then normal people in the perverted country will become...

The real pervert.

From the fiery brain juice flowing in the early bald brain to the meagre in the world-famous subcrotch caterpillar-all will infect abnormal cells.

"very hungry."

After 32-year-old Ono entered the door, his first move was to sit on the floor, and his posture was quite... particular. If there is not a pair of black cotton socks with all exposed toes, it has deeply damaged the "elegance" that Mr. Guizi and ladies have pursued throughout their lives.

The second action came out-described by the young literary and artistic youth, it must be with bright eyes, and the words "Wail of the desperate beast!" At the same time, the pen was like a god, no, the code word was like a god.

This is the description of empathy.

Because literary youth, or Wen Qing for short, who has never had such a time?

Growing up in a mediocre and mentally handicapped world since he was a child, he has a big heart...aspiring to dominate;

In the first half of his life, he despised the pitiful plagiarism, the supreme scum of the literary world.

But after countless long nights and late nights of extinction of brain cells. This was a vain realization: If plagiarism can be successful...I would have done the fuck!

Fuck it!

But the reality is so cruel: the predecessors have long done this kind of thing badly, and there is no way to survive, no, there is no way to success. Therefore, no matter how plagiarized, it is impossible to realize his dream and fool him with 11 million monkeys.

Such wailing is indeed artistic. But in reality, no one cares how desperate Ono is.

Because no one cares about a mere 1.5 meters tall. It was the height measured in the morning, or the height of the guy who measured the height of "Zhenghua" a few years ago.

Because no one cares that a mere 47 kilograms in weight, and a lot of weight loss recently. Falling from the safety line of 50 kilograms, the precious three kilograms were reduced, and the fat guy desperately trying to lose weight turned into dry wood and corpse.

Because no one cares if there is less than 10,000 yen in a purse. Those who can't afford a sharp dog leg rush to the streets to kill them, and then those who live in paradise across the "Sea of ​​Japan" and "East Sea" will be able to applaud loudly, but they can also leave a bit of popularity.

And in reality, Mr. Ono was ridiculed many times: "I'm afraid I can't afford a samurai sword."

That's it, no one cares...the sorrow of the weak.

Resistance of the weak? God, can he resist or the weak? It is also the unrealistic YY of stall literature.

Let's leave Wenqing’s fantasy world for a while and return to reality: Ono stroked his stomach after uttering three words, and after thinking about it, he still didn’t get up and pour himself a glass of water—because, "Who the **** told me to drink water? I'm not hungry anymore, I spray him!" In order to save money, Ono, who eats one meal a day, must be like this... hysterical and temporarily lacking grace.

"Hey!" Five minutes later. This is Ono's new story. This time it has increased a little bit by a little bit. Just now it was a minimal "wheezing".

After all...the poor also have dignity, who knows, kind and polite, Mr. Ono, who is like a middle-class man, eats a meal a day? Already hungry today... It's almost time for two meals.

Otherwise...no need to be far away. The poor family members living in Hokkaido, a wife and three children have saved precious... survival resources.

Because once he died, the Ono family would disintegrate instantly.

I believe Xiaoye’s wife, a junior high school student, a four-year-old son and a three-year-old daughter. The countrywoman with one-year-old daughter definitely did not travel to Tokyo and collect the corpse.

However, after thinking about it for five minutes, Ono cancelled the idea of ​​eating. Because three hours before he went out to look for work, he had already eaten a piece of rice ball and worked hard. The result...like a fly trapped in a glass window, the reality is bright, and the **** outside the window is fresh and hot...

But it's dead!

This is not a fairy tale world, this is the real world, who the **** have ever seen a fly break through a window glass?

If you see it, hurry up and hunt down that fly. Because that's high-tech nano peeping flies. Especially like to be active in the bathroom of beautiful people, regardless of gender, after all, beautiful men can also study each other's chrysanthemums.

"How to do?"

This is the third sentence. And after speaking, Ye lowered his head and saw... The third time before going out, he wiped the floor that was untenable by flies with a clean and thick rag.

Not to mention how cheap synthetic wood floors are loved by mankind, this kind of fascinating story that makes Wenqing developed lacrimal glands and bursts.

At this moment, the floor provides a small function: it is too smooth, so this thin middle-aged man does not need to buy a better mirror.

So Ono clearly saw that his face was as gray as a dead man on the floor.

The reasons are, one is because of hunger, the other is because of failure, the third is because of high pressure, the fourth is because of hunger, the fifth is because of life failure, sixth is because of the pressure of survival, and the seventh is because the belly is too hungry—don’t look anyway. Mr. Ono placed himself on the smooth and cheap floor in a "elegant" devil sitting posture.

Not to mention the dignified socks that show toes, and a brand-new black dress that is a bit more polished, but also a bit elegant. It can easily fool a lot of Chinese stupid monkeys who live in heaven but think **** is faster and livelier with democracy, freedom, and human rights. hope.

And the noble love of Guisang.

In fact, the thinking in his brain is exploding, and a large number of brain cells start with the frequency of the Big Bang, which is extremely simple. Presumably 99% stupid monkeys, in addition to the innocent and cute mentally retarded, the real big wits are like fools, monkeys who can spend a long or short happy life on the test field, all other monkeys will think about two questions:

To survive or die?

Where is the road?

Yes, Ono knows that he is at the bottom of his life again, although it comes from a very simple problem: his career. One dishwashing job for three years and two newspaper delivery jobs were all replaced by **** robots!

And those **** politicians will always just say. "Praise Dad Huaxia! The great Japanese era has begun. This year, our GDP, yes. It will create a myth, three times, four times, five times... a great era!"

But who would tell the unlucky ghost who lost 100,000 jobs a day and was forcibly destroyed in an instant: GDP is created by robots and controlled by their owners.

And why do those masters share their money with...stupid monkeys?

Japan is small enough... and there are too many people. So let democracy and freedom be eliminated! This is "legal" competition.

"I must calm down! Hastily!"

Thinking of this, if the fuse was lit, a world war broke out.

Ono started to get up, eyes filled with blood. To be precise, bloodshot. Then he untied his tie and threw it fiercely, his clothes... relaxed, pants, softly... Finally, he was all over. Started...rolling all over the floor.

"Oh my God, oh my god! Heavenly Royal, Amaterasu God is going to die! There are five days to pay the rent of 40,000 yen, just for a foothold of 8 square meters! In Gouri Tokyo's windshield Rainy land! And the dog landlord who is fat enough for me to eat for a year hinted and made clear:'Mr. Ono, please stay. You know... the economy is getting better and better, so... Please. Add next month Is the rent of 10,000 yen okay?'"

Unforgettable that nasty fat and stupid sinister face!

The most hateful thing is that I was still...like a successful person working for a consortium, nodded and smiled like an elite working for the No. 1 Oshima consortium in Japan!

hateful!

Ono lay on the floor desperately and helplessly, losing all his strength.

He is done, he is really done.

A place where I have lived for five years, what a place I love-otherwise, who has ever seen a nod and smile at the tenants who are not the landlord, and lasted for five years, noble as one?

And in five years, the tenants with gloomy expressions and no happy people changed batch after batch. Similarly, Ono changed three jobs: site worker, shop assistant, and restaurant dishwasher.

Believe the Chinese monkeys to experience the sufferings they have suffered for a week? Do not! Absolutely unforgettable in one day!

How can a foolish monkey dream of happiness in the capitalist world?

It's as ridiculous as eating food in shit.

So... once five days arrive, the landlord who can't pay the rent, and has a freehold life with a carefree life, will definitely evict him as soon as possible and banish him to... the beautiful natural world of Tokyo, with the cold wind The scorching sun, and the cardboard box.

"Why... I work so hard but... I hate this feeling, it's too weak..."

These are the last words...Although they are the same as the previous ones, they are all...silent versions, dedicated to the deaf and dumb.

After speaking, Ono kept this "charming" expression and slowly closed his eyes.

The corners of my eyes...no tears. tears? Damn it!

Of course he did not die. Otherwise, after two days of earth time, there will be a lesson for the British people: Mr. Ono, one of the top ten outstanding robbers in Asia for "robbery and anti-robbery", no longer exists.

What's more, even though mortals are extremely fragile, they don't have the function of...

...

Ono woke up after sleeping for eight hours. The small room was already dark. So he knew it was getting dark, it was night.

He remained naked, and of course he did not get sick because of it, because it was summer. What's more, the temperature of the 8 square meter room can be known by listening to the curses nearby.

Noble ghosts and people can't squander electricity and gas--the two are superimposed, but they are less than two to thirty thousand yen.

Ono spends a "cold" summer here, so the family in Hokkaido will really have to spend a cold winter that will freeze to death.

At the same time, gas is also very precious. Although Tokyo is big, there is no wood to cut.

Coal mine? please! The resource trade in the new era has gone bankrupt. The kid doesn't mind buying resources and reselling them to Huaxia's new godfather. Without such import and export trade, how could it become an Asian economic miracle? It is just by unscrupulous means, being cruel to oneself and others can become a miracle, otherwise it is just...ink.

Since the new era, the new father of China has never sheared wool.

At the same time, high technology has revolutionized many and many industries in the old age. The little devil is always in front of the change-desperately seeking all the benefits that can be obtained. Don't you see the prime minister visits his new father three times a month? Don’t you see the Yasukuni Shrine turned into a Yasukuni sacred toilet; the whole country is filled with the essence of the new father’s architecture, culture, and technology. Especially in the Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, the building revival attracted a lot of attention, which made the Chinese people really couldn't believe it. Is this... a noble and glamorous little devil?

A good faithful dog. No wonder the Emperor loves it so much.

But under these social changes, it is at the cost of severing the gap between the rich and the poor. It will be extremely difficult for the rich to get a robot to go bankrupt and become richer and richer. Robots can ignore 24-hour work or 8-hour work, wages, pensions, insurance-fuck it.

So society is sacrificing, abandoning, and ignoring wastes like Ono.

Guizi is this kind of person, and keeps saying that the most scientific gap between rich and poor is just ignored...the real pauper.

After all, training a person now requires less than one million yuan, the value of one million world currencies. The cold-blooded little devil government is unwilling to trade at a loss.

Their ambitions are exactly the same as those of the Guizi government a hundred years ago. They exploited the people internally and rebelled every month, and conquered them externally. The new target is Australia, and you will have no worries about landing in Australia!

In particular, the "old enemy" Smecta made a fatal mistake, and the great opportunity has come again. If you don't do Australia, is it still a kid?

That's it. As a civilized man living in the capital, Ono certainly knows everything...but he knows whether he is willing to sacrifice.

But he found sadly-the government would not care about this, after all, there was no "rebellion" yet. The government a hundred years ago had to deal with peasant rebellion every day.

If you don’t believe me, you can check out the big era game.

I walked to the window and looked at the sky, then walked back to a low table with an old desktop computer. Ono first turned on the computer, went online to read the news and looked for job opportunities-he was going to go online for an hour, then turn off the computer to save electricity bills. Finally, I ate dinner and went to bed... I will work hard tomorrow morning!

Thinking of this, his mother is struggling again.

The news is still the same, a certain Chinese Superman is... picking a gold medal like fruit.

Guizi's evaluation of him is that Daddy Hua is great, and Superman is mighty! Or vote for him, he can win a little money!

Ono glanced at the figure of the Superman athlete, then looked at himself, and then continued to look at the neck of the other person. There were more than a dozen gold medals hanging on it. Of course, the pitiful gold medals are genuine. Of course In addition to mental retardation, every kid wants a "fake gold medal."

The good guys have calculated the value, and the cost of a fake gold medal is 573 million yuan.

Ono really wants to... give me one! Then everything... there is no problem.

As for Superman's physique, if you watch too much... Envy is useless! Mortals should die or die, they should be old, they should be impotence. And don’t think of a miracle. He is thirty-two years old. After awakening, the little brother who is 7 cm in length and 2 cm in width cannot develop again.

"Hey!" He sighed again. Ono glanced at the computer time he had served him for five years. Ten minutes had passed. He had to bid farewell to the new and better network and switch to the new technology that has been managed and innovated. On the unified online job... Suddenly, Ono was taken aback, because he saw a job hanging in the center of the entire webpage, and it was very weird.

"Haha, idiots, if you are the worst guy, with wolf-like fighting and dog-like loyalty, then click on me! There are only ten places. Go away when you finish. Remember, this is the life of you The greatest job I have ever encountered in China! There is only one opportunity, so hurry up!"

This job has been posted on the new web page for...7 minutes.

Various comments around it continued, and many unemployed devil pretended to be noble: "Can such a job appear on the homepage? There is no explanation."

"Idiot, the website collects money. A lot of money. Go try it, maybe it's a good job."

"I love big and rich people, I'm going to try it! I hate robots, **** it!"

Ono reads the first three comments-such as the comments of the small square, and the mouse moves on them to display them completely. One color each.

Then Ono, who wanted work better than life, because there would be no life without work, immediately clicked the pattern, and then a new web page popped up. The above is just a very simple content, just need you to move the resume, then you can automatically create a resume.

Must have photos.

Ono said nothing. Almost driven by some kind of destiny, he quickly moved the mouse to open the folder and moved his resume up-high-tech immediately created a resume automatically and perfectly. Then clicked an agreement!

"Huh..." Ono realized that he was sweating profusely.

It was a cold sweat before he touched it—because he saw the grass! The number of unemployed people in Gou Ri is less than 500, and then suddenly soared to 50,000... Yes, this is the characteristic of the little devil society. Only some people come out, so... just like the Chinese people, and even more. Crazy and even more irrational.

"That's it?" Ono shook his head, there was nothing left... No customer service? Nothing, like a farce? Or... proudly dismissive. As long as you post it.

"Please! Let me work! Just give me a reasonable salary!"

Ono bowed deeply...

...

Ten minutes later, Ono turned off the computer and left. He had no hope for the most promising job, because it had already been turned off. And the last five million people grabbed ten job opportunities. It's ridiculous, ten job opportunities that don't show anything.

Other jobs are getting less and less... Ono feels almost breathless in the end. Only when I came to the suit with my wallet, I knelt and opened the wallet from the clothes.

There are a few poor yen, some coins, and... spiritual sustenance. Family photos. It was taken a year ago, my wife, son, daughter... couldn’t help showing a sincere smile--

"Boom!" At this moment, the earth was shaking, Ono was taken aback, and immediately went busy putting on underwear. After thinking about it, he picked up the most valuable clothes and belongings and tried to open the door and ran out.

Yes, Huaxia people may not understand, but of course the little devil understands what this is—

"Earthquake!" Someone already screamed like this.

Ono has a lot of experience in this, he hesitated for a moment at the door, because if it were not a major earthquake, then there was no need to escape. Otherwise, in the panic, his small body is equal to... The life is handed over to the **** of death to choose whether to invest in coins: stampede to death.

Then, Ono saw the most stunned scene of his life:

Boom! A behemoth smashed into his room with a brutal posture. Those extremely sturdy, hateful and fat landlords were full of pride and masterpieces composed of high-grade building materials and techniques that they would talk about once a month on average, before this power turned into tofu.

"It" blasted into the room, walked forward, waved his hand, a wall blocking the way "boomed", and fell down like a mountain.

In the soot, "it" walked towards Ono.

Ono couldn't believe his eyes. This was a giant with a height of over 1.9 meters and a very strong body. Wearing red clothes, the kind of superman nano suit that is extremely precious like armor. Therefore, the muscle that spikes the hardness of diamonds is unparalleled.

"It" is him.

His face was very young, just like the young man Ono had seen many times and admired for it.

It's just that the eyes are more arrogant than the most arrogant politician, and the look is even more arrogant and arrogant. With the airflow visible to the naked eye, a bright red energy forms a very good match.

At the same time, his body was full of mysterious powers that Ono could not believe. Not only did he blow away all the smoke and dust, making him almost in the airflow, at the same time Ono knelt down with a puff, because it seemed invisible to the naked eye, in fact, there were millions of tons. The weight is before my eyes.

Ono was terrified.

Superman!

God... I don't want to die! Wife, Dalang, Sakurako, Aizi...Farewell...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Finally cried... Soon a lot of smoke and dust caught on the tears.

"You're Koji Ono? OK, put on your clothes, I have to admit that you little devil is indeed perverted~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A man strips himself naked as soon as it gets dark. Why, try to show off to the people of the world Your caterpillars? Believe me, Mr. Cang must have gone to the market for this complaint and picked NNNNN cucumbers to satisfy herself. Of course, now Mrs. Cang or other teachers have the cucumbers of Chinese macho, never again. feel lonely……"

The red superman shrugged and shrugged his shoulders. The unusually generous and strong shoulders formed a strong male charm, "Well, don't be too inferior. Well, get on your clothes, your work has begun, congratulations! You are welcome! Little Japan , You are hired!"

All sounds are pronounced in Chinese and processed into Japanese with high technology.

Ono stood blankly on the spot, he had a...unspeakable joy in his heart.

Superman hire me? I was hired by Superman?

Amaterasu, please ask me to start to succeed! I will do a grand Fa conference for you!

Every year!

PS: First more. . . )

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