"The so-called fate means that you can't help yourself. I don't like this concept."
Jin Chenghui took off his VR glasses and thought about this sentence that he once seemed to understand, and suddenly found that he understood it somewhat.
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Shangnan City.
In the old house, the teddy dog is jumping around lively.
The two old men happily served the dumplings and called to the bedroom: "Hui Hui, come out to eat dumplings."
"coming!"
The door opened with a creak.
Jin Chenghui opened the door and pushed up his glasses. The morning sunlight reflected a brilliance on the lenses.
"You are a kid who only knows how to play, and your eyes are nearsighted." Grandma said nonchalantly.
"I've already said this is not myopia." Jin Chenghui argued, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I've said it dozens of times."
"You have said it hundreds of times, and your grandma should ask you as well. Come and eat your favorite dumplings stuffed with mackerel stuffing." The grandfather rubbed his grandson's head, and the wrinkles on his face blossomed with laughter.
Jin Chenghui's eyes suddenly lit up, he rubbed his hands and sat down at the table happily, grabbed one and threw it into his mouth.
Snapped!
"Wash your hands before eating." Grandma patted the back of her grandson's hand and gave a serious lesson.
"Oh." Jin Chenghui responded dully, turned around and washed his hands.
Grandpa: "You brat is 15 years old and still rough."
Grandma: "My grandson is still young."
Grandpa: "In a few years, we will be old enough to get married."
Grandma: "Yes, then I will have a great-grandson soon?"
Grandpa: "That's right... Hey, Huihui, don't buy things randomly in the future. We don't lack anything at home. You should know how to save money at your age!"
In the past two days, there have been some small additions to the house from time to time.
It looked so valuable that the two old men wiped it again and again but did not dare to use it.
…
"I got it!"
Pulling his neck and shouting, Jin Chenghui listened to the chatter of the two old men behind him and looked at himself in the mirror with a smile on his face.
All the struggle now is to make the two elders live a better life.
Thinking back to the time when I was hiding in Tibet half a year ago, and how I often finished my first meal without finishing my meal just to surf the Internet...Looking back at it now, why am I still dissatisfied?
Since being recruited by Lu Ze, Jin Chenghui has found that his freedom is not restricted at all. He can still immerse himself in the network field he is familiar with, and he is still the gray guest wandering on the edge of the world.
But compared to the past, I have experienced too much in these few months, and even faced life and death.
For example, the last life and death battle with The-Seventh, and this time with the unknown searcher...
These waves of operations gave Jin Chenghui an unprecedented sense of pleasure.
There was even a time when I suspected that I was so committed to death?
However, this operation is still a bit of a pity.
A puppet that works diligently and has so many cameras.
"How much does this cost!"
Hui Zai had a pained expression on his face, but it only lasted two seconds.
After all, these expenses are calculated on the boss's head.
If it were my own money, I would cry to death.
Jin Chenghui wiped his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly sneered.
"You want to kill me, Jin Chenghui, and you want to run away?"
“What a beautiful thought!”
So, Jin Chenghui did something that neither Lu Ze nor the Baiyin family expected.
One minute later...
A guy with the ID of "Outlaw Outlaw" posted an article titled "Shocked! The suspect of the 9.27 bombing was exposed in the scarf, headlines, major local forums in Shanghai, combat associations, and the professional reception area of the City Guard. It turned out to be him."
!"s post.
This time Jin Chenghui was very stupid and did not use his true strength. He racked his brains to pretend to be a little gray guest with only one-tenth of his ability.
Even so, the next wave of operations shocked the information management and control department personnel of all major forces and stunned them.
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Scarf public opinion management section.
Level 7 technician Liu Shaowei was about to leave the night shift. When he had changed his clothes and was about to go out, a light red message suddenly flashed on the big screen, accompanied by a reminder.
[If C-level abnormal information is found, please handle it as soon as possible.]
"You can't let people get off work properly. Come here, come here, and let your brother Wei see which little cockroach is causing trouble."
Liu Shaowei took out a large comb and arranged his rare and precious hair in order, then sat back down and knocked on the console.
Snapped!
The message appears.
"Shocked! The suspect of the 9.27 bombing was exposed, and it turned out to be him!"
"What is it? Let's not talk about spreading rumors, but let me take care of this nonsense? I am not responsible for content review." Liu Shaowei was stunned for a moment, and then cursed.
Call me scold, but C-level exception information still needs to be handled.
Well, a topic that is about to become a hot topic.
It must be a purchase quantity.
Generally, C-level abnormal alerts are unregistered buying behaviors.
If it were a normal post supporting idols, he would delete it without even reading it.
As a kind-hearted straight man, he is naturally insulated from idols, so why would his wife be a graphics card and a two-dimensional girl? Of course, it would be better if it could bring a full range of motion simulation.
I didn’t delete the post right away, so of course I just wanted to take a look.
What was the 927 explosion? It was a shock party!
If the content doesn’t match, I’ll give you an eternal ban!
"Hey, I'm not interested in explosions. It's better to have one with explosive clothes."
Liu Shaowei secretly clicked it.
The content was folded because there was too much content. After unfolding it, his eyes were first attracted to the pile of photos.
"Well……"
"Um……"
Liu Shaowei's eyes widened, he looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly became happy.
"Oh, I'll go!"
"It's really fun to dress up, but he is a man, he looks too vulgar."
"Even the underwear is exposed, it's red, grass, is this the year of your life!"
Liu Shaowei complained while watching.
"Electrify yourself, performance art?"
"Is there no limit to getting attention now, you idiot!"
After finishing speaking, Liu Shaowei seemed to feel that these words undermined his status as an IT elite. He immediately put his chin in his hands and pondered for a moment, and said in deep thought: "Well, the shooting angle of these photos is very good, the light and shadow are very good, and the lighting is definitely professional."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This arc... is so wired..."
"Tsk tsk, is the PS so realistic?"
Liu Shaowei browsed the posts with relish.
This long article was quickly dragged to the bottom by him.
[Outlaws] thoughtfully paired two pictures, one of which is an aerial photo and the other is a city map.
The bombed-out house stood out among the old residential buildings.
"Fuck!"
"Playing for real?"
"If this wasn't staged, I would eat the screen!"
Liu Shaowei slapped the keyboard and shouted, Such a high-definition photo, such a detailed arc... Although it is very enjoyable to look at, I still have to delete it for you.
As per the old rules, posts will be deleted and banned for 30 days.
Click.
Mouse click.
[Outlaw Outlaw]'s avatar was grayed out by the system permissions, and this well-intentioned post was withdrawn by the system.
Clap your hands and leave!
drop……
"Um?"
Liu Shaowei walked to the door and squinted his eyes, wondering if he heard wrongly.
Didi...
That's right, sirens.
Didi didi...
"Fuck!"
Liu Shaowei turned around and saw that the hot topic post he had just deleted reappeared.
It’s just that the posters this time are not [outlaw gangsters], but... hundreds... no, tens of thousands of regular accounts...
"Damn it, you actually changed your vocabulary to avoid sensitive words?"
Liu Shaowei didn't care about scolding anymore. He went up and quickly started deleting the key.
However, when I saw a batch of accounts popping up like leeks to post and changing the title, my head was buzzing and I sat down in my seat.
Wild fire, in spring.
When one outlaw is killed, thousands of leeks will still stand up.
"It's organized and premeditated, flaws will be reported, and you're cautious."
"Didn't I just delete one of your posts?"
Now Liu Shaowei looks at the screen and wants to cry without tears.
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Shanghai City Guard Information Center.
"What are you looking at? Delete it. This kind of thing should not be posted in the citizen life section." A guy who is inextricably related to the downline of the Baiyin family said calmly.
"Okay, Brother Zhang." The information officer nodded in agreement. Who makes Brother Zhang the squad leader?
"Can't delete! -" A voice that changed its tone suddenly sounded from behind.
"Who said that!" Zhang Bing's face turned serious and he turned around to yell. However, he lost his temper in the middle of the yell and suddenly turned into a smile.
"Team Sun."
Captain Sun did not give Zhang Bing a good look. He looked at the overwhelmed operator over there and said, "Don't worry about this post."
Although Zhang Bing's rank was a little lower, he still had a back-up, not to mention that this was a matter that Captain Sun directly interfered with. He immediately narrowed his eyes and said: "Captain Sun, this is inappropriate."
Captain Sun finally looked Zhang Bing in the face and sneered: "Think before you speak. If I weren't in charge of this department, would I ignore you?"
After saying that, he turned around and left without any explanation.
"Captain Zhang, I..." The information officer was paralyzed now and did not dare to operate randomly.
Zhang Bing's expression changed again and again, and finally he said calmly: "Don't panic yet, I'll take a look before talking."
One minute later...
Zhang Bing let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Now he feels nothing but joy.
Fortunately, this [outlaw maniac] was not touched!
This guy who doesn't look like a high-end guy is indeed nothing special. He just posts normally without violating any authority.
but--
The problem lies in this, once someone gives him permission, tens of thousands of alt accounts will instantly take revenge.
Narrow Mountain Forum, an old forum with a long history.
It should be that someone from his comrades used his permissions and blocked the account directly.
Then all the main forums and sub-forums were occupied by countless dense posts...
Okay, finally just roll back the forum server and lock the permissions.
Thinking about it, I know that the administrator is probably going to be sacrificed by the boss.
Scarfs and headlines have all fallen through this.
A small post directly caused a big storm.
And the most awesome thing is that [Outlaw] is not famous, and the guy whose red underwear was blown out is so popular that he is out of the circle.
"After becoming famous in an instant, from grassroots to big star, how far can this man in red underwear go?"
This spontaneous post by netizens directly became a hot news item.
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Shencheng, White Ship.
There was a deathly silence in the bridge room.
People didn't dare to take a breath, and looked carefully at the silent man in front of them.
After a long time, the owner spoke calmly without looking back.
"Is Wang Qi dead?"
"No...didn't I still talk to you on the phone..."
Someone behind him responded softly.
The boss smashed the silver alloy table through, stood up and shouted angrily: "Then why doesn't he die!"
