There are only three people in this conference room. Apart from Xuan Ming, the other two actually have a system with ridiculously high technological content that can communicate directly in the brain. What is the probability of this happening?
One in a billion, right?
However, such people appeared around him one after another, treating him as the target of the mission, which made Xuan Ming angry and frightened at the same time.
There was no doubt that he had become the prey of a mysterious organization. They spread a large net around him and drove piranhas to swim around him, ready to bite him hard when they got a chance.
What will be his ending?
Being hunted and strangled didn't frighten Xuan Ming. He was more worried that these people would destroy his company for their own selfish interests, destroy the technology his team had worked so hard to develop, and ruin the interests of the country.
Judging from the current trend, the most terrible consequence has already occurred. China's modern electronic communications construction will lag seriously behind other countries.
Xuan Ming gained a lot of information from the conversations between these people:
First, their mission targets themselves;
Second, the way they complete their tasks is to conquer their own hearts:
Third, their systems have different capabilities. An Baoer's system seems to be able to locate the coordinates of anyone on the earth, and Qiao Yanan's system can steal any information on the Internet.
Fourthly, Dr. Zhao's death was indeed related to them. They reached a cooperation through the system. One of them located Dr. Zhao's coordinates, and the other sent the coordinates to foreign forces through the network, which ultimately led to the car accident.
Fifthly, they were also competitors, so An Baoer didn't tell Qiao Yanan that she was also in the car. She wanted to win her heart first by playing the hero and saving the beauty.
In the face of interests, these people can be both enemies and friends.
The two women were not enough to make Xuan Ming feel threatened, but he had to be wary of the system hidden behind them and the organization that controlled the system.
This organization can use high-tech surveillance equipment to control others; it can open teleportation channels; it can create amnesia pills; it can steal scientific research results developed by any country or individual through the Internet...
They seemed to be omnipotent and omnipresent, which was what made Xuan Ming most anxious.
He wanted to investigate the organization and disrupt their plans, but he didn't know how to start.
Xuan Ming felt a surge of annoyance at the thought. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. Through the swirling smoke, he casually glanced at the curly-haired young man in the corner.
This is another puppet controlled by the system.
The young man had already recovered from his frozen state. Even when a strange voice suddenly rang in his head, it didn't frighten him or make him jump or show a panic expression.
He stared at the laptop in front of him with curiosity, then looked at the other two people in the conference room and muttered to himself, "Black hair, black eyes, yellow skin."
"Ha~" the young man suddenly chuckled.
Xuan Ming, who had sharp hearing, could easily hear the great joy contained in this short sound, as if a child had received an extremely precious gift from an elder.
Xuan Ming, who had been staring at the young man out of the corner of his eye, couldn't help but turn his head and look him straight in the eye.
Only after seeing him did he realize that the young man was actually very handsome, with delicate features that were almost flawless. Even in the entertainment industry where there are so many beauties, he would be able to sweep the place.
At this moment, the young man's narrow and long almond-shaped eyes were slightly narrowed with satisfaction and joy, like a little fox holding its big tail to absorb warmth in the sun.
He was so immersed in the joy that he forgot about the other two people in the conference room and even the system that appeared inexplicably.
Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows, quite surprised. He hadn't expected this timid young man to possess such a high level of mental fortitude. Wasn't he afraid? Or was he simply happy to accept the system, considering it a unique adventure after all?
The system codenamed 7480 quickly confirmed Xuan Ming's guess, "I sensed the host's call, so I came."
The curly-haired young man stretched out his slender fingertips and poked the laptop in front of him, like a naughty child poking at a new and interesting toy, but the voice in his head said lazily: "Hmm?"
The system continued, "The host's brain waves are very strong and have activated this system. As long as you bind to this system, all the host's previous wishes will become reality."
"What is my wish?" The young man began to poke the keyboard with his fingertips, his long and thin eyebrows raised high, with an interesting look, but the voice in his mind did not contain any excitement.
"Isn't your wish to trample Xuan Ming, tear Qiao Yanan apart, and become the richest man in China?" The system raised its voice: "Bind me, and all this will not be a dream."
At first, the young man was just slowly fiddling with the keyboard, but after just a dozen seconds, his hands were dancing rapidly. He was so immersed in the internet that he completely forgot about the people around him and the system in his head.
Xuan Ming snuffed out his cigarette, his thin lips curled in a silent, sarcastic laugh. Becoming China's richest man? A young man who dares to dream. No wonder the system came after him. Desire is key to control.
The system paused for a few seconds, as if waiting for the host's ecstatic response, but there was only silence in the other party's mind.
After holding back for a few seconds, the system started to get anxious.
Xuan Ming lit the second cigarette and took a slow puff.
The curly-haired young man was still typing away on the keyboard, a smile on his lips, his eyes sparkling, his long and thin eyebrows raised from time to time, his whole body exuding joy, excitement and vitality.
This is what is meant by being overjoyed.
Xuan Ming suddenly became very curious about what was hidden in that computer that made him ignore the company's CEO and the director of the technical department, as well as the system that was comparable to a miracle, and dive into it.
"Come and sit here." Xuan Ming tapped the seat next to him with his knuckles.
The curly-haired young man carefully browsed the contents on the computer screen and did not respond at all.
The system said in his mind: "Host, I am the Lord God's system. Bind with me and you will gain unimaginable assistance."
The curly-haired young man was still looking at the computer, as if he hadn't heard anything.
system:……
Xuan Ming: ...
"Zhuang Li?" Xuan Ming called out in a deep voice.
"Huh?" The young man was particularly sensitive to his own name, especially when it was spoken in Chinese. He immediately raised his head, his eyes gleaming, "Are you calling me?"
The corners of his mouth also curled up, and he looked very happy.
"Come and sit here." Xuan Ming pointed to the seat next to him.
"Okay." The curly-haired young man immediately walked over with his computer in his arms, his attitude very calm.
After sitting down, he started browsing the web again, still with that excited look on his face, without any of the fear and cautiousness that comes from sitting next to the boss.
Xuan Ming shook off the cigarette ash and glanced at his screen, only to find that he was searching for Chinese history instead of playing games as he had imagined.
From the early Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, all the way to the founding of China, the young man's gaze finally stopped on one of the pages. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes turned red.
There is no text on the webpage, only a five-star red flag hanging.
Xuan Ming looked at the national flag, then looked at the young man's emotional expression, and confusion flashed in his eyes.
What was there to be sentimental about? He did not believe that an ambitious man who appeared humble but was actually conceited could possess any lofty patriotism.
The system began to urge again: "Host, according to my test, your IQ and EQ are very low. You will never become the richest man in China in this lifetime. But it doesn't matter. I can explore other people's thoughts for you. As long as you bind to me, I can help you make up for your shortcomings in IQ and EQ. As long as you grasp other people's preferences, you will be able to succeed in the business world."
The young man closed the national flag page, covered his red eyes, and calmed down silently.
After a long while, he scoffed in his mind: "There is something wrong with your detection function."
"I'm a system created by the Lord God. I can't possibly have any problems." Feeling offended, the system tested the young man while coldly saying, "The host's emotional intelligence is horribly low. He can't get along with anyone, so even his family dislikes him. The host's IQ is only ninety, ninety, ninety..."
The system sounds like a stuck tape.
The young man crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and asked lazily, "What's my IQ?"
The system screamed in disbelief: "310! Why is your IQ 310? I just tested it, and your IQ should only be 92! Impossible, the system can't be wrong!"
A series of rapid beeps sounded, and it was obvious that the system began to repeatedly test the young man's IQ to prove that it was right. But each repeated test showed that he had indeed made a big mistake.
In fact, the young man's IQ is far more than 310. The reason why a higher value cannot be measured is that the smartest human recognized by the Lord God has an IQ of only 310, so he did not install a more advanced detection program in the system.
This ridiculously high number dealt a heavy blow to the system and also made Xuan Ming's eyebrows jump violently.
He observed the young man carefully through the smoke and found it hard to believe that such an unknown person could be a super genius.
But the young man's next words showed that he was indeed terrifyingly smart: "You say you are a system? Just analyzing it literally: a system is an organic whole composed of several interacting and interdependent components with specific functions. This organic whole is also part of the larger system to which it belongs."
"So, you are a small part of a master program, and that master program is what you call the Lord God."
"If I remember correctly, you said your name is 7480. This number should be your serial number. In other words, before you, there were at least 7479 systems, and after you, there will definitely be more systems. Your programs are all set by the Lord God, so you will obey his orders 100%."
"Your organizational structure reminds me of an insect—a bee. The Lord God is the queen bee, and you systems are the worker bees."
"You scatter everywhere in search of hosts, like worker bees gathering nectar from a sea of flowers."
"Once I bind you, you will be able to absorb energy from my body and feed it back to the Lord God. This will not benefit me at all."
The young man quickly tapped on the keyboard and browsed the web, scoffing at the so-called assistance provided by the system.
"Host, you guessed wrong. We will not absorb energy from the host's body, but from the mission target. By binding with us, the host will definitely be able to realize his wish." 7480 was busy explaining.
The curly-haired young man asked casually, "Who is your target?"
"The man sitting next to you is our mission target. Once you conquer him and obtain his luck, you can replace him and become the richest man in China. Isn't this your dream?" The system tempted.
Xuan Ming turned his head and looked straight at the curly-haired young man.
He thought the other party would look back at him in astonishment, but he didn't expect the young man to continue typing on the keyboard, not even glancing at him.
It was obvious that he had no interest in the so-called mission objectives. The reason why he talked to the system in a casual manner was purely to find out the other party's background.
"Then what benefit can I get from you?" the young man continued to ask.
"Didn't I just tell you I can make you the richest man in China?" The system's speech speed increased significantly. It seemed it was eager to bind to the young man.
The young man said more calmly, "I mean, what concrete help can I get from you? It's not just a delicious pie that you can't even eat."
"I can help you detect the favorability of those around you. Whether they like you or hate you, I can sense it. In this way, can't I make up for the host's low emotional intelligence? The host should also care about what others think of you, right?"
"Detecting favorability? This falls under the category of mind-reading technology. I think I know where you come from." The young man stopped typing on the keyboard, pursed his thin lips and smiled slightly.
Xuan Ming, who was silently peeking at the other person's computer screen, began to believe that he was indeed a super genius with an IQ of 310.
Because he was not fiddling with the computer at all, but with the help of several communication satellites, he hacked into the US Department of Defense network and obtained a secret investigation report on scientific research results around the world.
His hacking skills were no worse than Qiao Yanan's system.
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