C Language Cultivation

What kind of emotion should he have at such a time?

Lin Xun did not know that he did not seem to have any particularly intense emotions.

It's just a little bit cold.

Like in the deep ocean of the polar region, thousands of years of ice shells have been buried for thousands of years. The fingertips are cold. The extreme cold is pain. The pain spread from the inside of the body. The blood freezes. Can't tremble.

But the extreme suffocation pulled him out of the bone-chilling cold again. He was pushed by the ice floes in the zero-degree water and gradually floated up. When he touched the air, he suddenly opened his eyes. Under extreme pain, his senses will expand indefinitely. He feels that his lungs are twitching and contracting crazily. He wants to gasp and wants to cough, but in the end he can only struggle weakly.

The scorching air waves brought by Chixiao Dragon Bird Sword and Yan Yangzi are still madly surging in this side of the world. There is a cold grin in the corner of Yan Yangzi's mouth, and his reflection is reflected in the red eyes. Foreseen his death.

Lin Xun hardly hooked his lips, showing a smile.

In this case, you still have to laugh, maybe this laugh will not look good. But-in this case, still laughing, Lin Xun felt that the light alone overwhelmed the other party.

Sure enough, Yan Yangzi frowned, and then snorted, his fingers closed tighter.

Lin Xun was even more uncomfortable. He choked in his throat, and his ears were all buzzing when blood vessels were about to rupture, like a harsh buzzing in the substation.

He seemed to have experienced such a long time just now, but in reality, time just flows for less than a minute. Perhaps the human spiritual world has its own delicate and incredible structure.

Lin Xun closed his eyes again.

He had reached this conclusion long ago. Sword repair and key repair are both creatures that are not easy to die.

Now, in such a situation, it is either you who died... or I live.

——Anyway, it won’t be my death.

He looked at the 10,000 lines of code he framed.

CtrlC.

CtrlV.

F11, run.

The blue frame in front of me was changing, and a frame appeared, cold and mechanical characters.

Please enter the administrator password.

Below is an input box.

He was in a trance, and Wang Jingjian's voice remembered again: "Limit the number of inputs...One time, the safest one."

Then he joked: "Are you afraid of shaking my hand?"

"Don't tell me, your high IQ has been eaten by dogs?" Wang Jianjian said while typing on the keyboard: "People with good brains also have strong control over the body. People like you never slip. OK, just once, life and death are dead, once you are not hit, your account will be locked, and eternal life will not be born."

"It's cruel and safe. At least you have to leave a way for me."

What he said literally means accusation, but the tone is very relaxed. He also knows that he can't slip his hand wrong and forget.

But now it seems that he and safety, then seemed to have made a foolish decision.

For example...Now, when facing the Chixiaolong bird sword, he has only one chance to enter the password.

——And he knows nothing about this password and can only guess.

In addition, he also knows that this string of passwords is very important for Dongjun.

One chance, one chance.

Life and death are fatal, and things happen in the sky-impossible.

Tallin's algorithm has lived for more than 20 years. In these 20 years, all the moments that require gambling have never been lost.

a chance.

The cursor blinks.

For a person, the most significant string of characters. He thought that that person is not the kind of person who is attached to the date, to the strange arrangement of numbers, to the insignificant details. So what is he attached to? How to judge the importance of his career, feelings, good and evil?

Lin Xun didn't know that he had never so clearly realized that he didn't understand even the tenth of the structure of the man's inner world.

He looked at the blank input box. He actually only knew what was the most important string of characters for himself.

If his deficient life is written into a deficient novel, the string of characters must be written at the beginning of the novel, at least, somewhere in the first three chapters.

He recited the two words silently, and they also slowly appeared in the input box with his thoughts.

——HelloWorld.

The first sentence the computer said to humans.

He chose OK.

The light screen stayed briefly in this scene, the air seemed to be frozen, and he was slightly dizzy in front of him, and he was in a strange and familiar situation.

He sent a message to this person who commented on Co, or Dongjun, just now, he asked Dongjun to say a series of numbers or letter combinations that are very important to him.

For a minute of silence, the man opposite the chat seemed to be thinking seriously.

And Lin Xun-he has high expectations for this answer. This expectation seems to come from the love of young people. He thinks that if Dongjun’s last number is related to himself, he will call him without hesitation. "Dear".

As soon as the screen lights up, the chat message pops up.

Co: HelloWorld.

Lo: ...oh.

His slightly excited mood was much lower, but he still faithfully recorded the string of letters as the root password representing the highest authority of the "satellite" system.

Co: What's wrong?

Lo: No.

Lo: It's kind of unexpected.

Co: Didn't you think of it?

Lo: Yes, yes, you like writing code the most, the code is so obedient.

Lo: I don't know you yet.

Co: ^^

Lin Xun's eyes stayed on that familiar ^^ expression for a long time.

At that time, they had just left campus, the Galaxy had just been established, and all the famous achievements in the future were still lying in the cradle of the baby. Young friends are the most honest and sincere friends, and young lovers are also the most intimate and gentle lovers.

Everything is different from later.

His heart was picked up by an emotion, tingling sourness, but after only five or six seconds, this soft emotion was replaced by a deep, frost-like coldness, and his attention returned to reality.

After the password is verified, a new prompt box pops up.

"Admin 01, welcome back."

There can be many administrators in a system, and they use different numbers to represent different permission sequences. , 01, first place.

His emotions were not strong, and he slowly opened his eyes—perhaps his eyes were too dull or cold, and he saw a flash of surprise in the eyes of Yan Yangzi in front of him.

Of course, Yan Yangzi's fingers will only gather closer, he knows that he is now a dead person in Yan Yangzi's eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, holding Yan Yangzi's muscle and flesh knot, a hard wrist like Jinshi.

Yan Yangzi said coldly: "Her son is looking for death!"

Lin Xun twitched the corner of his mouth hard and smiled. He couldn't make a sound. He could only express his meaning with his mouth shape.

He said slowly--

you are dead.

Yan Yangzi raised his lips and sneered.

—But he couldn’t laugh.

He can never laugh.

Because Lin Xun's fingers slammed in the next moment, a dull click—his wrist was twisted into a weird arc like an aluminum can that easily collapsed with a pinch.

At the next moment, Lin Xun suddenly raised his leg and kicked his chest, leveraging the whole person to retreat, steadily landing on the ground with one hand, and then calmly stood up.

The Yan Yangzi on the opposite side was far less calm than him-first, he was suddenly twisted off his wrist, and he was kicked in the center of his right heart. , Gripping his floppy wrist and giving a painful rough breath.

Lin Xun opened five fingers of his right hand.

The long sword formed by the keyboard appeared in his hands.

He turned around, facing the Chixiao Dragonfinch sword with its tip deeply inserted into the jade base.

Fang Cai, he copied the part of the core permission authentication of Chixiao Longque Sword and transferred it to his body to run, thus successfully verifying the identity of administrator 01.

And the one who can pick up the sword of the red sky bird-

He did not step forward hurriedly, but looked at the slender, sharp, and powerful artifact in front of him.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand was faintly hot, and the heat spread from his palm, and finally spread to his whole body. Lin Xun in the middle of the heat wave has a feeling that the next moment he will be melted by the heat from nowhere, he will merge with his sword, and the sword of the red sky dragonfinch.

——His long sword is gradually becoming blurred, turning into a golden light flowing into his body, and if someone looks carefully at those bright brilliances, it will be found to be composed of countless complicated codes. Lin Xun stretched out his hand, and once again held the hilt of the Chixiao Dragonfinch sword. He remembers very clearly that this is his fifth sword draw.

He said lightly: "If I don't come out again, I will punish you."

The sword body seemed to buzz slightly.

Lin Xun smiled, reached up and lifted--

It's as simple as pulling an ordinary sword out of an ordinary scabbard. He didn't receive any resistance. He just felt vacuum-like smoothness and smoothness. In this way, the sword was slowly lifted up and away. Its jade base, when the sharp, sharp sword tip that shone with cold light also left the jade base, the prompt box popped up again in front of Lin Xun's eyes.

"Admin 01, welcome back!"

Immediately afterwards, the Chixiao Dragonfinch sword also turned into a bright golden streamer, slowly returning to his body.

Lin Xun looked back at Yan Yangzi.

Yan Yangzi's eyes widened, his lips tremble, and his chest undulates violently: "You, you..."

"What am I?" Lin Xun looked at him sincerely, but changed his face again the next moment, like a well-behaved disciple, and asked, "Senior, the sword is one, is this one?"

Yan Yangzi seemed to be furious, and he couldn't even breathe. He couldn't say anything. He drew his sword directly with his left hand, and Changhong ran through the sun and stabbed him!

unfortunately.

It is a pity that what he is facing now is not an ordinary key repair. What he is facing is the administrator 01 who speaks the law in this world, or, in other words, Yan Yangzi can understand the term, the kind of emperor who really speaks the truth, and has officially entered the throne.

Lin Xun's right hand gripped with a false hand, and the **** and scarlet dragonfinch sword appeared in his hand, waving lightly forward.

The tip of the sword touched the tip of the sword.

Ding.

The figure of Yan Yangzi suddenly became silent.

The next moment, it flashed again.

The next moment, a living person, just like that, disappeared in the air.

——It disappeared without leaving a trace.

"Happy formatting." Lin Xun said: "Goodbye."

The world was silent. He looked around and saw that everyone was watching himself. The enchanted and the unenchanted, all stared at him silently, as if he had caught too much information—except Qi Yun.

Qi Yun was contaminated by the monster and was fighting tenaciously, lying in Chang Ji's arms and grunting uncomfortably.

Lin Xun glanced at him, smiled, then turned around and walked down without looking back.

There are many levels of stairs, but the number is no longer important to him. He left the building and came to the wide road.

The human world was destroyed by Yan Yangzi before the enchantment, and it is still broken, surrounded by monsters and demonic qi, but they don't seem to dare to provoke him anymore. All the eyes are full of dark cracks, big and small, the largest is like a canal across the city, the smallest is like a thin hair. Lin Xun once stepped into a dark crack, where he saw a tree structure of a Linux system.

A previous question has also been completely answered: apart from today’s full-scale collapse, the Devil’s cracks only appear underground, and only in the underground building structure-why is it not more concealed and more difficult to find Appears in the soil and rock crust?

——Because, soil, rock crust, these things do not exist in this world. This is a superficial world.

All the verification got the answer, he had nothing to confirm, Lin Xun felt that all this should come to an end.

However, he still had to go to a place to meet someone-he looked up at the Milky Way Tower standing quietly across the road.

The elevator button pressed the top floor and arrived twenty seconds later, he walked to the room in his memory, Dongjun's office, he had been here.

He came to the door, and the thick wooden door was hidden, as if waiting for someone. He held the door handle in his right hand and pushed it away gently.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a person's back. Lin Xun looked out from the floor-to-ceiling window, and found that the window was facing the front, and he could have a panoramic view of the building where he was just there.

He sighed softly, walked in, and closed the door politely.

"Yesterday I said, I will come back to play with you today." His tone was very relaxed: "So I came."

Dongjun still turned his back on him, did not turn around, and said lightly: "Thank you."

Lin Xun left him alone. He walked to the center of the room in a gesture of not taking himself as an outsider. He sat down on an office chair dedicated to Dongjun and placed his fingers on the table with his fingers crossed. It was a relaxed gesture.

"I actually have nothing to ask." He said: "But still a little curious, can I ask."

Dongjun: "Well."

"I know this world is fake." Lin Xun said: "I'm dead, or almost dying, lying in the nutshell 5.0, you gave me this place, it's real, but it's all fake."

Dongjun: "Yes."

"What about the people here? Who is real and who is fake?"

"You and I are true, Lin Ting is occasionally true." Dong Jun's tone did not have any ups and downs worth mentioning: "The others are all people who think they should be here."

"The derivative of my consciousness? Are they all my friends in reality during my time of more than twenty?"

Dongjun: "Well."

"You didn't delete them." Lin Xun said: "Thank you."

Dongjun seemed to smile: "No thanks."

"But you don't need to delete them, anyway, it's all fake. So you can shut me down, and I feel free." Lin Xun carefully analyzed.

"But I didn't remember many things before..." He thought about it and asked, "Why would I wake up at this age?"

Dongjun: "Perhaps I think you are more valuable at this age."

"And when you think of you as a male god, you are also cute?"

"It's very cute."

Lin Xun smiled for a while, his eyes very sad, and asked "Have we lived in that house in Chaoyang Community?"

"I have lived for three years." Dong Jun answered him: "The four of us made an autonomous driving system there, which was launched at the Science and Technology Expo, and then there was the Galaxy."

Lin Xun: "I think so. But then...time will change many things, right?"

"Correct."

Lin Xun asked again: "How do we separate?"

Dongjun: "You think you have lost your freedom and inspiration and decided to be alone."

Lin Xun raised an eyebrow: "Then you let me go?"

"Let go." Dong Jun said lightly: "But I can't let you go completely. At that time I thought, I can give you two years."

"But two years later, I died. I have prepared gifts for you and want to return to you. Unfortunately, you can't receive them." Lin Xun looked at the lines on the table, his fingers unconsciously on the smooth edge of the table Swiping up, this action may represent some emotions hidden in his heart, he asked: "So... am I committing suicide, or homicide?"

After three seconds of silence, Dongjun answered him: "Is there a difference?"

"Of course." Lin Xun looked at his back, the tail rose slightly, as if playing a harmless little joke, "If it is homicide, you have to go to jail, boss."

"Well." Dong Jun returned to him: "But how do you call the police?"

Lin Xun nodded: "You just asked me to stop, no matter, I can't help it. You're still at ease. I'm so sad."

Dongjun: "What's sad?"

"In the end, no one will come to save me, only my home Luoshen is helping, he has been with me, much longer than you spend with me."

"Well." Dong Jun seems to have known this for a long time. He said: "I am the administrator 02, and the authority level is not as good as you. I can't control him."

"If you can manage it, he probably won't see me anymore." Lin Xun said lazily: "Do you hate him very much? Just like your father hates you."

"Almost." Dong Jun said: "But occasionally they can get along peacefully."

"Sometimes I think I know you very well. Sometimes I think I don't know you at all." Lin Xun sighed softly.

Then he heard Dongjun said: "For you, I feel the same way."

Lin Xun lowered his eyes, smiled, and continued: "What is the crack?"

"It may be a loophole in the system," Dong Jundao said, "it often appears in some hidden places, but this world has a defense system and will fix them."

Lin Xun: "This way."

"Okay," he said, "I'm finished."

Dongjun: "It's hard work."

Lin Xun: "What shall we do then?"

"I said that yesterday," Dongjun always turned his back to him, without looking at him: "I did something bad, and accepted any reality."

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows: "So you let me deal with it now?"

Dongjun: "Well."

In the room, the silence flowed for a long time until Lin Xun spoke.

"I don't want to see you again," he said.

Dongjun Road: "Good."

"Wait!" Lin Xun said again: "The last question, do you love me?"

"Love you." Dongjun's voice slightly slowed down, the trace of gentleness, like the softest inside of the rose petals, and the voice fell, he gently added a sentence: "Baby."

Looking at his back, Lin Xun first bit his lips tightly, and then he slowly relaxed, trying to smile.

"I love you too." His voice was hoarse: "Goodbye."

But I can't be with you anymore.

With a slight movement of his mind, a ripple in the invisible data world.

After a slight flicker of Dongjun's figure, it completely disappeared into the air, and the floor-to-ceiling glass was empty before, as if no one had ever stood there.

He gently said: "Permanently ban the administrator 02 account."

Another rippling wave opened, the water surface waved, swayed, and then gradually returned to calm.

Lin Xun got up and left his empty room without looking back, now, in the future, in a permanently silent room, the world was dusty before him.

He went downstairs and came to the street, the world has almost become a demon world.

What is the fastest way to solve system vulnerabilities and other serious problems?

——Of course, roll back, let the system restore to the time when the problem has not occurred.

Lin Xun walked towards the subway station.

Beside him, the city, and the entire visible world, time is pressing rewind at this moment, the crack is quickly closed, the magic energy is recovered by the crack, the subway runs in the reverse direction, and people walk back to the subway station, back at home.

The sky gradually darkened from the gloomy gray-white color at eight o'clock, the morning light was fleeting, the sun set back to the east, the stars rose slowly, the clock hands turned in the reverse direction, a magnificent change, the time returned to four o'clock in the morning.

At four o'clock in the morning, the Red Dragon Sparrow has not been stolen, and will never be stolen again. The Lin Xun hidden in Wang Jing's game cabin will disappear at a certain point in time, and the real Lin Xun will return to Chaoyang Community, return to his room, his bed, and sleep. He will wake up at eight o'clock on time, add cat food to the pointer, and start a new day. The final selection of the Science and Technology Expo is still waiting for him.

Lin Xun walked on such a quiet road in the early morning. Suddenly, a nerve in his brain was provoked, and he received an outside application for an unexpected visitor. He chose to let it go, and then his ringtone rang in silence, slightly harsh.

He took it, and the voice of Xue Xin, a student, was heard in the microphone.

"Senior." Xue Xin gasped violently, his voice bitter, and said, "Do you really... want this?"

"Otherwise?" Lin Xun said softly: "Wake up in reality and then see him again? Why not?"

He smiled and looked around the quiet city in the early hours of the morning, and said softly, "Isn't that a kind of freedom?"