The System Exploded And I Became The System

He looked at the system panel in front of him.

Sure enough, a second software suddenly appeared on it.

The icon of the software is no different from the common dial-up software icon in the previous life. It can be said to be clear at a glance!

only.

Ning Buxiu turned to look at the jade piece in his hand.

No new software has appeared on it.

If he wants to have dial-up software, he still needs to drag out the software clone.

Thinking of this, Ning Buxiu frowned slightly.

He had not considered this before when there was only a small grass map.

Now think about it, if the mobile phones are sold in the future, will he have one more piece of software? Will he have to ask those who bought the mobile phones to come to him and install it one by one for them?

This method, not to mention being inefficient, would not be able to cover that situation even if he spent all his time!

"Can't these phones have automatic downloading functions?" Ning Buxiu said to himself.

"Ding~ In view of the host's current situation, the system recommends that the host build a server terminal that serves mobile devices."

"Without a server, the system can handle the exchange of information for up to a hundred devices on behalf of the host."

Ye Tian's voice appears again.

But these words made Ning Buxiu slightly stunned.

Server, yes, he has ignored this thing all this time.

Whether it is a map or dial-up, information exchange and update processing are indispensable, and these require a server to be implemented.

Mobile phones are just the embodiment of information. What actually stores information and calculates engineering is the server!

For example, two people chatting online may seem like a peer-to-peer chat, but in fact, their information must be processed by an intermediate server before they can be exchanged normally.

"It turns out that we still need to build a server... but how to build a server? I don't have the relevant technology." Ning Buxiu found that his idea of ​​selling mobile phones was indeed a bit careless.

If there was no reminder from the system, only a hundred of the mobile phones he sold would be able to be used normally.

With such a small amount, nothing can be done.

"In view of the current environment, the host can choose special items such as ghost weapons, demon weapons, holy weapons, magic blades, magic weapons, Taoist weapons, etc., and transform them into servers."

"The host only needs to pay a certain amount of money and be exposed to the special item for a period of time, and the system will complete the transformation for the host."

"After the transformation is completed, the appearance of the special item itself will not change in any way."

Ye Tian's concise voice made Ning Buxiu understand the situation clearly.

That is to let the system help him build a server, provided that he provides materials and money.

This is easy...

No, it's not easy either.

Ghost weapons, demon weapons, holy weapons and devil blades, and even divine weapons and Taoist weapons, these things can be said to be treasures throughout the entire novel in the original work!

Every time there is information and competition about these things, there will be countless fights!

Monsters are impossible for normal people to contend with.

No one can deal with him, no matter how strong the warrior is.

There's only one way... and that's these weapons! Only those who hold this kind of weapon can cause harm to demons, and even have the possibility of killing them!

And even the weakest ghost weapon and demon soldier among them is enough to attract the attention of the entire state and county!

The only thing he can use now is his perfect skill with Goshawk Leg.

With such little ability, it would be impossible for him to come into contact with the ghost weapons and demon soldiers even at his own risk. Even taking a look at them would be a luxury!

It's a luxury to take a look... It's not right to say that.

Ning Buxiu suddenly remembered the description in his original work.

If I remember correctly, there was a demon weapon and a ghost weapon in this poetry meeting!

And the ownership of these two weapons clearly belongs to Yu Wenmingxuan and the two guardians under the Seventh Princess!

At the poetry meeting, the feather sword in the arm of the armored general was a demon soldier!

As for the other man in green robe, the dark green sword on his desk is a ghost weapon!

This is ready-made server material, but how do you get in touch with it?

These two weapons can be said to be the most cherished treasures of the man in green robe and the armored general. Let alone touching them, even looking at them will arouse their attention and displeasure.

While Ning Buxiu was thinking, the superior Yu Wenmingxuan slowly said: "Okay, now that the eyesore has been taken away, let's continue this poetry meeting! Hahaha."

It was revealed that Zhou Wuji, Yu Wenxuan, won the bet!

Therefore, now that he is physically and mentally comfortable, he has the enthusiasm to continue the poetry meeting.

"Humph!" The seventh princess couldn't stay any longer, so she got up and left her position.

The man in green robe below drank the last glass of wine, picked up the sword on the table, and slowly stood up to follow the seventh princess.

Watching the two people leave, the smile on Yu Wenmingxuan's face became even more proud.

Even the armored general below had a look of joyful relief on his face.

Along the way, they both suffered losses in the overt and covert fights.

Generally speaking, it was their side that suffered more. After all, the man from the other side's family who held the two-marked ghost weapon Black Snake Sword was indeed very strong.

But today, this victory has completely covered the losses suffered before!

"Come on, which one of you has a good poem?"

"Just follow the title given by the Seventh Princess just now, a poem with the theme of autumn!"

"As long as you compose a poem, no matter whether it is good or bad, you can choose one from the pile of treasures in front of you!"

Yu Wenmingxuan spoke loudly, and his words completely ignited the atmosphere of the poetry meeting.

"Master Yuwen, I, I have a poem!" Wang Shang looked at the gold and silver jewelry in front of him and recommended himself unable to sit still.

His literary talent is not as good as Qiong Juan Shu.

But the current situation is that as long as you write poetry, you will be rewarded.

In this case, it doesn’t matter whether he is good or bad!

After reciting a poem, Wang Shang happily took a golden Buddha brought to him by the maid.

This also ignited other people's passion for poetry.

For a time, the sound of Lang Lang's poetry reciting echoed endlessly in Wanhua Tower.

"Brother Ning, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on. There are so many treasures. Mr. Yuwen, this is like giving them away for free!" Wang Shang shouted excitedly to Ning beside him.

Hearing this, Ning Buxiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, he seemed to have thought of how to contact the armored general.

"Master Yuwen, this scene reminds me of a poem."

"Please speak." Yuwen obviously raised his hand to indicate, and his eyes fell on Ning Buxiu.

The place became quiet for a while. Everyone glanced at the poet but didn't pay much attention.

There were so many drooling poems these days that they could only enjoy listening to them.

However, when the person in front of him opened his mouth to recite the poem, many people in the room paused slightly.

"Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, the west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world."

Word by word, the words are clear.

"Withered vines, old trees, and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world..." Yu Wenmingxuan chewed on this short poem, and the surprise in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"This poem? Did you write it yourself?"

Yu Wenmingxuan asked subconsciously, as if Zhou Wuji had caused him to become suspicious.

"no."

"No?" The young man sitting in the upper seat frowned instantly, and the people around him suddenly fell silent.

Wang Shang and Qiong Juanshu next to them breathed slightly, as if they saw that the person next to them was the second Zhou Wuji, or the Zhou Wuji who did not have the guarantee of the Seventh Princess!

Involuntarily, the two of them distanced themselves somewhat.