Ling and Mo Jingchun, the parties involved, had no idea about the wonders of the universe that were so close at hand.
Even Mo Jingchun, who was watching a movie, looked cheerful.
As the saying goes, good things are right in front of you, but you don’t know them.
The next day, Guangdang happily got on the school bus to elementary school with Xiang'er while holding the cup.
Seeing the two little guys getting into the car, Mo Jingchun turned and left.
When Mo Jingchun arrived at the office, before he could sit down, the endless reminders in his mind made Mo Jingchun frown.
This garbage system has been going crazy since last night, and it has been reminding him to draw the lottery quickly.
That excited tone made it seem like the system itself was the one who wanted to draw the prize.
As for that, it’s just to save some points.
Mo Jingchun was really annoyed. After sitting down on the office chair, he muttered impatiently:
"Pull, pump, pump quickly, you're annoying me to death."
"Here it comes, here it comes, the lottery is here."
The familiar big turntable appears in my mind, and a dazzling array of black technologies and products should be in front of me.
The sight was dazzling, and Mo Jingchun, who didn't pay much attention, didn't notice any subtle changes on the turntable.
If you observe Mo Jingchun carefully, you will find that there are more physical objects on the turntable this time, and correspondingly, there are fewer black technologies.
As Mo Jingchun silently recited the lottery, the turntable began to rotate rapidly, and then began to slow down after reaching the peak.
When the turntable stopped and Mo Jingchun saw the pointer stopped at a microcomputer, Mo Jingchun regretted it.
He knew that every time the system pushed for a lottery, it would be a big pit, but he jumped into it every time.
What a pit.
Beautiful fireworks bloomed in the space, and the sound of the system's chicken thieves surrounded my ears.
"Warm congratulations to the host for winning a microcomputer. Congratulations to everyone." Looking at the fireworks, Mo Jingchun felt that the system was a bit mocking him.
Not to mention 100%, it is still 90%.
However, the next moment, the system prompts made Mo Jingchun believe in the system again.
"Will the host extract the microcomputer from the third-level civilization now?"
"Level 3 civilization?" Mo Jingchun's eyes lit up instantly.
Humanity is only level 0.7. How powerful a level three civilization must be. I am afraid it is already a super civilization with dozens or hundreds of star systems.
The microcomputer of a third-level civilization is definitely not simple.
You know, the computing power of computers manufactured by humans a few decades ago was not as powerful as the calculators used by children today.
Mo Jingchun clasped his hands in anticipation and said silently:
"extract."
"The system has been shipped, please accept it."
The next second, Mo Jingchun opened his eyes and saw something more on the desk.
It looks a lot like the matchbox I saw when I was a kid.
Matchbox?
It was engraved with patterns and symbols that Mo Jingchun couldn't understand, and he didn't know whether it was the text of an alien civilization or an artistic drawing.
In the system space, the system laughed without any scruples.
I used a little bit of the microcomputer made by Zero and exchanged a few points for becoming famous.
The most important thing is that Zero is also picked up for free.
This wave - a sure profit without loss! It's true that I got lucky.
Guilt? It doesn't exist. Isn't this microcomputer just for zero? Everyone is happy, what a beautiful scene.
Zero was already accustomed to creating things out of thin air. She was just curious about what appeared this time.
He moved a small bench and leaned his head close to stare at the gadget in front of him.
It's not a gadget, it's not as big as one of her hands.
It's square and looks like a toy.
Just as he was about to reach out and touch it, he was blocked by Mo Jingchun.
Mo Jingchun glanced at Ling and said, "Do you know what this is?" Ling
He was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know."
"You dare to touch it casually even if you don't know, aren't you afraid that it is a dangerous item?"
Ling, who was speechless for a moment, pouted and retracted his hand, but his little eyes and the cameras in the entire office were all focused on the gadget that suddenly appeared on the desk.
"Boss, what is this?"
"Microcomputer."
"Computer? There are no power interfaces or data interfaces. Are you sure this thing is a computer?"
Mo Jingchun was also confused that the microcomputer in front of him had no gaps, but it was such a toy, and its performance in all aspects was beyond what humans dared to hope for.
What's even more amazing is that the signal transmission is actually compatible with other devices.
This lottery is worth it!
Mo Jingchun even lamented how generous the system was this time, and it was rare that there was no secret operation.
It's a lottery, only this kind of lottery can arouse his interest.
Just put such a big microcomputer in a drawer casually, hey, who would have guessed that Zero's core data is in this, not the super quantum computer in the computer room.
At this moment, Ling told Mo Jingchun another piece of good news.
"Boss, I'm going to back up all the valuable data and information on the network."
Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows and said, "Back up everything? This data is huge, I don't have the ability."
"Wait a minute, when you say super big, do you mean the storage space is huge?"
"Yes!" Candy nodded matter-of-factly.
"Backing up all the data will only occupy one percent of the storage space. But the benefits of this data are huge."
After thinking for a while, Mo Jingchun asked hesitantly.
"Downloading a large amount of data will attract the attention of various countries and pose great risks."
"It's okay. With this microcomputer, I can directly use our home satellite network for data transmission. The only drawback is that it costs a little bit to use the satellite."
"Then launch a few more satellites into orbit."
"Hehe, boss, I think so too."
