"You are so heavy, it's time to lose weight!" High school student Meng Xiaobai complained after walking a few steps with Xie Lingbo on his back.
"Stop it, it hurts so much!" Xie Lingbo had a painful expression.
"Wait a minute." High school student Meng Xiaobai stopped and turned his face to look into the darkness with a suspicious look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Xie Lingbo asked in a low voice.
"I feel like someone is watching us!" High school student Meng Xiaobai deliberately lowered his voice.
"No way? Are you caught absent from class?" Xie Lingbo was startled. He quickly looked around, but saw no one.
"There's no one... Damn it, there's surveillance here!" Xie Lingbo saw that cameras were installed on the wall of the school. Their behavior of climbing over the wall was clearly visible!
Next to the camera, "No Climbing the Wall" is written in red paint!
"x!" Meng Xiaobai, a high school student, also complained, "Never mind, go to the hospital first!"
"Did he see me?" Meng Xiaobai was a little surprised in the memory corridor. The high school student just now seemed to be looking at him. How is this possible? Isn't this his own memory?
No, it must be an illusion, he was looking at the camera.
Meng Xiaobai continued to walk forward and saw his life in college again.
"Welcome to join our Computer Association. I am Gan Huarong, the president of this association." In a classroom, a club orientation meeting was taking place.
A group of students in their prime are sitting here, discussing their exciting hobbies and future.
"Well, all the new members have introduced themselves. Our club doesn't have many rules, so let's just talk about it," Gan Huarong said.
"President, does our club have computer training?" asked a member. He was Meng Xiaobai when he was in college. Meng Xiaobai was a bit thin at that time.
"Training? We are a hobby club, and we generally don't have such activities. But if you want to learn something, a few seniors and I can help you. I can't guarantee anything else. If you have any computer-related questions, just ask me.
Got it!" Gan Huarong said.
"That's great!"
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"I didn't expect to graduate in a flash." In a small restaurant on the back street of the university, graduate Meng Xiaobai and several roommates were having their last dinner together at school.
"Xiaobai, what do you plan to do in the future?" roommate Qi Zhicheng asked.
"I don't know. Let's work in the internship company first. Then we'll see. Anyway, my idea is that when I have the strength in the future, I should try to start a business." Graduate Meng Xiaobai said.
"Start a business?" Qi Zhicheng smiled bitterly, "Don't think about it. It's too difficult for poor students like us with no family background and no money to start a business. How about you also take the postgraduate entrance examination? I think you have a better chance of passing it!"
"I can't wait that long." Graduate Meng Xiaobai shook his head, "I can't wait to accept the beating from society."
"Haha, I wish you good luck." Qi Zhicheng raised his glass.
Meng Xiaobai also raised his glass and said to several roommates: "I hope our graduation will be fulfilled. Come and have a drink!"
"Cheers!" The wine glasses collided, and several young people who were confused and full of expectations for the future parted ways, walking at the intersection of their own lives.
"It seems like yesterday!" Meng Xiaobai was filled with emotion when he saw these scenes in the memory corridor.
He continued to move forward, and what followed was his experience of joining the workforce, starting to record short videos, and starting a business.
"Strange, why are there so many blurry places?" Meng Xiaobai found that in the memory corridor, some scenes seemed to be shrouded in fog, and they were not clear.
For example, every time he recorded a short video, such as the memory of making important decisions, these were not the strangest things. Meng Xiaobai was surprised to find that at the front of the memory corridor, there were two roads!
Yes, this memory corridor was not as straight as he imagined. There was a fork in the front!
There is endless fog ahead of the two forked roads, making it difficult to see clearly ahead.
"What's going on?" Meng Xiaobai was extremely horrified. He observed carefully and found that the memory scene at the fork in the road was his memory of entering the training cabin.
He stretched out his head and looked at one of the forks. Through the vague fog, he found that there seemed to be more forks in this fork, each of which was shrouded in fog.
"These forked roads? Do they represent my future? Every choice leads to a different future?" Meng Xiaobai thought in his heart. He wanted to see clearly the scene in the forked roads, but he couldn't see anything clearly.
However, after the heavy fog, there is a large red fog looming, that kind of red, as bright red as blood!
Although he didn't know what it was, Meng Xiaobai had a bad feeling in his heart and felt that it was not a good omen.
"No matter, let's go in and take a look." Meng Xiaobai stepped into one of the forks. The moment he stepped in, the world suddenly spun. The memory corridor was like broken glass, shattered and no longer existed!
And Meng Xiaobai's brain was suddenly hit by countless information, like a huge wave hitting a small boat, almost overturning him.
Meng Xiaobai tried his best to calm down, and after a while, everything became stable again. But this time, Meng Xiaobai found that he seemed to be in a data world!
He did not wake up, but was in a world formed by data flow. Everything around him was data. No matter what he encountered, countless data would enter his brain.
It was difficult for his brain to adapt for a while, and he felt a little dizzy. After a while, the feeling got better.
"Now, am I in the online world?" Meng Xiaobai secretly guessed that the ultimate purpose of the training cabin is to evolve his brain nerves so that his brain can connect to the matrix world.
There is no matrix world of the mother body here, but there is an Internet system of the world. Meng Xiaobai's consciousness entered the Internet.
This feeling is extremely wonderful. Meng Xiaobai feels like he doesn't know his own body, but he can move in the data world.
Some of these data worlds have barriers set up, and many of them are fictitious. Meng Xiaobai can easily cross them. These are probably personal computers. Some of the barriers are very strong, and Meng Xiaobai needs some effort to cross them.
Others were very dangerous. If he violated them easily, he would be marked and tracked, so Meng Xiaobai did not act rashly.
Through the Internet, he can travel to all parts of the world instantly and learn and see all kinds of information.
Deep Space Technology, in Meng Xiaobai's office. Meng Xiaobai's assistant Deng Yun was processing documents. Just after the successful launch of the Wingshen rocket, at such an important and busy moment, the boss suddenly disappeared, and Deng Yun had to deal with a lot of things.
"So many!" Deng Yun looked at the hundreds of unprocessed files in the computer, touched her smooth forehead, and sighed helplessly: "Mr. Meng is too screwed up. There are so many things in the head office, and there are so many points.
For the affairs of the company and research institutions, he should hire ten more assistants!"