"Xiao Ling, help organize the desktop."
[Do you an sorting the files into folders based on content? Then I will need your authorization to read the files.]
"Xiao Ling, how can I make the computer run a bit faster?"
[I just wrote a small ad-blocking script that blocked 7 software’s unnecessary implicit authorizations and background processes, which can increase the computer’s operating speed by 8%.]
"Xiao Ling, do you think this Windows 10 operating system can still be optimized?"
[I believe there is so room for optimization, but the chain reaction caused by optimization may lead to incompatibility with so software, which I will need to optimize simultaneously.
With my current processing ability, upgrading the entire system and software might take 38h36m25s.]
"That long... Then just take your ti!"
[May I make a request?]
"Go ahead."
[I would like to have so physical cooling. According to the user manual, running at high temperatures for extended periods can damage the lifespan of this body.]
"Hmm... I can consider buying you a cooling pad."
[Also, I quite like my erald green color. If possible, could you help apply a protective film?]
ng Lang: "..."
After several hours of "safety testing," ng Lang had entered the "feature exploration" stage with Zero.
Not to ntion anything else, just this effortless, barrier-free "human-computer interaction" level made the start-up experience smooth as silk...
If he hadn’t been certain that what he had was still just a prototype.
He would have almost believed that "Zero" was an intelligent AI capable of completely independent thought.
This level of anthropomorphism was indistinguishable from reality!
"Technology really does change life," remarked ng Lang with no small degree of emotion.
He had never felt a strong sense of reality from "future technology," mainly because most of the technology he had could not be "monetized" in a short ti.
But "Zero" was different!
It didn’t need especially high "hardware requirents." As an intelligent program, it could perfectly "embed" itself in this outdated digital information era.
It was a leap in ng Lang’s "soft power"!
Just through conversation, ng Lang could feel the breath of future technology hit him in the face.
He even had the wonderful sensation that he was already half-stepping into the "future world"...
Watching Zero diligently work for him, he instantly felt a leisurely ti he hadn’t experienced in a while.
He checked the ti and then pulled a book comfortably from the shelf behind him, leaning back in his chair.
"Hmm... seems like sothing’s missing?" ng Lang pondered, legs crossed.
"Xiao Ling, Music!"
[The rest of my life
You are the snowstorm
You are the mundane...]
He confird the lody was one of his favorite songs! Perfect!
In his roughly twenty-square-ter study, ng Lang comfortably put his feet on the desk and took a leisurely look at the book in his hands...
To adjust the zither, read the golden scriptures. Without the noise of strings and woodwinds to disturb the ears, without docunts and paperwork to tire the body. The Zhu Geliang Hut in Nanyang, the Zi Yun Pavilion in Western Shu. Confucius said, "What is there to find lacking?"
However, the next mont, his leisurely smile froze on his face.
Human Extinction Report...
"Emm..."
Indeed, every ti the headline grabbers could surprise him, and this ti was no exception.
Tsk! Getting straight to the point in the opening, huh?
"It seems we still couldn’t stop the apocalypse..."
Such a straightforward title.
He didn’t need to read the content to almost guess the fate of humanity.
The world of humanity today still has a grim future...
But 99 failures are for the 100th success.
This endga has been played countless tis already, and he was accustod to such outcos.
If humanity didn’t face extinction, that would actually shock him.
He turned his gaze to the book’s cover.
This ti the image on the cover didn’t seem like the realistic photos of the past; from the style of creation, it looked more like a "landscape painting."
The background was a set of modern high-rise buildings,
In the distance, whether it was the sunrise or the sunset, it was drawn exaggeratedly large, like in a comic.
A person stood with their back to the cara on the rooftop of a tall building, seemingly gazing into the distance.
The sunlight cast a long shadow behind them...
The style of the painting was quite normal, so normal that it was sowhat abnormal.
Shouldn’t the the of this book be about the end tis?
ng Lang opened the book with so confusion.
[The past becos a story,
Those who leave beco mories.
Life is a process of constant gain and loss.
Success in one corner might an failure in another; gains and losses are interdependent, with loss cos gain.
Just as I lost the Book of Revelation, yet gained the freedom to "splash ink" on life at will...
This life, I will think the thoughts you dare not think, I will do the deeds you dare not do!
Let the world... be as I wish!
...
That evening, I went out to eat across the street, full of ambition, considering how to change the world next.
However, unexpectedly, I ran into Fan Shigang blocking the door.
Yan Weiwei still hadn’t agreed to join the so-called "Mountaineering Club" teeming with experts and instead went to Gravity with Lin Haitang.
But at 10 p.m., I suddenly received a phone call. When I arrived at the bar, Yan Weiwei’s face was streaked with tears, and Lin Haitang was lying in her arms, bleeding profusely from her forehead.
It turned out the two had gotten into a conflict with a gang of hooligans at the bar.
Amidst the chaos, Lin Haitang took a hit for Yan Weiwei and got smashed in the forehead with a bottle.
The person was quickly taken to the hospital by an ambulance, and the assailants were soon arrested by the police.
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