The overflowing water cannot be regained, and life will not turn back.

We can interpret life like a joke, but never expect it to influence life.

Zheng Feng felt that if he brought this matter online, it would definitely attract a lot of comments and likes from netizens, but this would not help him.

As for reporting to the boss, Zheng Feng didn't dare to do so.

He had such a thing as he had just worked on his first day. How could the owner feel at ease to hand over the store to him?

To put it bluntly, he is a worker recruited by the boss as he pleases. It would be fine if he doesn't make any mistakes. Once he makes any mistakes, he doesn't know where he will go.

what to do?

Zheng Feng walked back and forth in the store, his face full of anxiety.

Just now, he used his mobile phone to find out the prices of some ancient books sold in the antique market. The cheaper ones are 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, and the more expensive ones are 10 million yuan.

You will definitely not be able to pay for it. Even if this ancient book is just a copy, if it is sold here, the copy must be sold at the price of the real ancient book.

"Or we'll just pretend that this matter has not been done. Anyway, your boss says that he will sell it as he pleases, but when we look back, we will say that he was bought for 500 yuan." Han Duoduo gave Zheng Feng an idea.

Zheng Feng shook his head: "I should be grateful for this job when my boss gave me this job, so how can I lie to him?"

"Then you can't afford it now." Han Duoduo said bluntly: "I think we'll hide it first and make up for it when you have money. Didn't you say you have a commission?"

Zheng Feng thought, that's right. If there is a commission, this ancient book should be affordable. Maybe it might be sold for two or three million...

"I'll go out and come back soon. Please help me watch the store." Zheng Feng said something and rushed out like the wind.

"Hey, no, you are not going to run away, are you? Take me with you!" Han Duoduo slapped the table and shouted.

Public toilet.

Zheng Feng bolted the door, sat on the toilet, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and opened the address book.

At the top of the address book is a call record with a very long name, which comes from the Big Data Universe Service Center.

"It's all for you!"

Zheng Feng gritted his teeth and pressed the dial button.

Dou...Dou...

"Mr. Zheng Feng, welcome to call the Big Data Universe Service Center. Is there anything that can help you?" The phone was connected, and it was the person who called last night.

"I said, what do you want to do? Do you know that it's very hard to find a job? A good ancient book will be gone. Have you considered my feelings?" Zheng Feng growled to the phone.

"Oh, it turns out that it's this. I thought you were here to consult about the power." The other party chuckled and continued: "Mr. Zheng Feng, that's right. When you use software to collect data, you don't just take pictures of the graphics, but extract the essence it contains, because only in this way can we simulate its original appearance through the hidden information."

"I don't care what your software principle is. I only know that ancient books are gone, my job cannot be saved, and I may owe a lot of money. You must be responsible!" Zheng Feng said.

"Money?" The other party was surprised: "If it was just money, I don't think this is a big problem."

"Ha? Isn't it a big problem? Then, I'll transfer 50,000 yuan to my bank card. No, transfer 100,000 yuan. I won't pursue this matter." Zheng Feng said.

"This may not work. Although it is very simple to allocate a sum of money to you, this practice violates the laws of your world and also violates my central principle. I hope you don't have any luck in getting something for nothing." The other party said earnestly.

"Then you just want to deny it? OK, I admit defeat this time, I will pay it back, but don't think about me protecting any martial arts civilization. I will throw my phone into the toilet and flush it away, so that your software will go to the hell!" Zheng Feng sneered.

"Mr. Zheng Feng, please calm down..."

The other party was talking, but Zheng Feng's cell phone suddenly rang a low-battery prompt: "Ding, your phone's battery is less than 1o%, please charge it immediately!"

Hearing this prompt tone, the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent for a while, and then said seriously: "Mr. Zheng Feng, I think it is not the time to discuss money, you are in danger now."

Zheng Feng was so happy: "Yes, I'm very dangerous now and I'm going to lose my job. Do you know that if that ancient book is worth 30,000 yuan, I have to sell antiques worth 1 million to fill the hole!"

"Mr. Zheng Feng, please calmly listen to me first. You are really in danger now. If you continue to chat, you may not live for ten days." The other party said in a serious tone.

"Why are you teasing me? Your house has a sniper rifle on the roof and aims at my temple?" Zheng Feng said "shot".

"Mr. Zheng Feng, I don't mean to joke with you. Maybe you haven't realized it yet, and your mobile phone's battery is equated with your life."

"Hahahaha! This joke is good! But don't change the topic, what we are talking about now is..."

"Zheng Feng! Do you know why your phone cannot be charged? Do you really think it is a problem with the data cable and charging head? I tell you, if you do this again, you won't be able to survive for ten minutes!"

The other party's sudden irritability scared Zheng Feng, and at the same time, he was inexplicably guilty: "I'm going, are you crazy? Can you chat well? Why are you quarrel? That, are you sure you're not kidding me? My life is equal to the battery of a mobile phone?"

He sighed on the other end of the phone and said, "Yes, this is also the price that needs to be paid to become a guardian of civilization. Previously, many guardians of civilization began to lose their ambition after tasting the sweetness brought to them by software, instead using software to seek benefits, and abandoned the responsibility for protecting the achievements of civilization. Therefore, we will revise the mechanism and use this method to make the guardians of civilization always remember their mission."

Zheng Feng was silent after hearing this. He had already seen the tip of the iceberg through software. Even though they were not omnipotent gods, some things could still be done, such as extracting all the contents of ancient books, or equating his life with mobile phone battery.

As the saying goes, the ignorant is fearless.

But Zheng Feng knows it now, so he is very scared.

Especially now, his current phone has only 10% battery life. What does this mean? It’s like playing with a chicken, and it will automatically turn off before it lands!

"Then...what should I do now? Can I cancel my identity as a guardian?" Zheng Feng asked.

"The identity of the Guardian is not allowed to be changed easily unless you die completely." A voice came from the other end of the phone: "Of course, you don't have to be too nervous. Your mobile phone's battery is no longer the traditional sense of power. Under normal circumstances, it will only consume one percent a day. In addition, it will only consume extra power when collecting civilized achievements and communicating with our center. Just like when we are talking now, it will consume one percent of your power in one minute. As for you usually watch videos and make phone calls on the Internet, it will not consume any power."

After hearing this, Zheng Feng was almost furious. It turned out that you, a cheater, was wasting my life!

“Then what should I do to give it to the Tao.

The other party’s answer was very concise, with three words: “Practice martial arts!”

"Practice martial arts?" Zheng Feng frowned: "How can I do any martial arts?"

"No, you will, do you remember the "Pulse Finger" you collected? It is in your database at this moment. As long as you work harder, you can basically maintain your existing power."

"Database?" Zheng Feng hurriedly opened his phone, opened the software and entered the database. Sure enough, he saw a file called "Pulse Finger" inside.

"How should I use this?" Zheng Feng asked again.

"You can treat it as an app software, and our big data universe service software is equivalent to an application mall. All the martial arts you collect will be stored here in the form of software. If you want to learn it, you can learn it automatically with just a click."

"Really? I can't do anything, I can't have any foundation at all?" Zheng Feng was a little shocked. He could learn it with just a click. Then wouldn't he become a martial arts master?

"Of course, this is the convenience of becoming a guardian of civilization. You can learn whatever you want and don't know where to go!" the other party replied seriously.

Zheng Feng was stunned for a moment, then raised his thumbs up and said, "BBK's advertisement is really niubi1ity!"
Chapter completed!