author he is neurotic

Dongfang Mu quickly turned off the optical brain, but before he could react, the optical brain was turned on again.

"..."

The whole screen was red, as if stained red with blood, and a dialog box appeared in the middle of the screen: "The backup optical computer can't stop my manipulation."

Help, there is a ghost!

He looked at the bright red color above and trembled violently.

God, isn't this a link that often appears in ghost stories in the past?When ghosts are killing people, they deliberately turn the screen red, which is visual intimidation.

Is this a ghost or a human?

"Speak!" Another sentence popped up on the dialog box.

The other party didn't know what program they were doing, and all the function icons on the optical brain were blocked, leaving only a simple dialog box, but such a dialog box embedded in a bright red color had an indescribably weird feeling.

He typed a few words slowly: "Who are you?"

He wanted to ask the other party if he was a human or a ghost. Considering that he could be reborn, the possibility that the other party was a ghost accounted for 50.00%.

What if the other party is really a ghost... My God, Lu Lu won't really come out of the Internet to trouble him, right?

The other party quickly sent a message: You released a small S-level mission before, why did you cancel it?

Huh?

"you are?"

"hacker."

It wasn't a ghost.

Dongfang Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

The other party sent another message: I was about to accept the task, but you canceled it!

"So...you tried everything possible to find him because I canceled the mission?" Most importantly, he actually broke through the website's defense for a small S-level mission and followed the clues to find him?

Either this person has some ulterior relationship with the behind-the-scenes boss of hacker.com, or his technology has reached the point where he has not even noticed the cracking of the website's defense and concealment system.

But if it's the latter, then you can open a new website.

Fortunately for Dongfang Mu, because he is using a spare optical computer, he has not been fully registered in the federal system, so even if the other party knows that his name is Dongfang Mu, he will only think he is a small person. If he uses the original name, it is estimated that Something has to happen again.

"I found that you like to be in a daze." The other party probably waited for a long time for his message, so he sent another message, "Is everyone in a mental hospital like this?"

Very good, the other party not only traced his optical brain, but also found almost where he was.

Dongfangmu bit the bullet and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want you to put the task on the list. I'm rarely interested. I want to go to the military headquarters."

"I believe that there are definitely a lot of S-level missions involving the military." Why bother to trouble him, and even try to find him because he canceled the mission.

"Ah, I know, but only missions like sending letters won't cause trouble for them. You should know that the Federation is in a mess right now, although they are committed to maintaining a kind image in front of the public."

"..." So this person planned to go to the military headquarters for a walk, but he didn't want to get into trouble, so he chose an easier task?

There is such a kind of people in the world who want to find something to do because they seem bored, and then aim at a target, but the target party does not cooperate, and then this will make them rebellious, thinking that I really intend to do this Sometimes you just play against me, I am not happy, so I have to continue with my original plan, or I am not happy and I want to fight against you!

For details, please refer to the brain-dead behavior of a certain emperor in a certain TV series in the 21st century who caused a three-year drought in that area because he was knocked over the offerings he was about to eat.

That kind of talent should be the moment when he wants to come here as a guest all year round, and the one who stays here shouldn't be him, an unknown and good citizen!

Dongfang Mu cursed in his heart while silently typing: "I have no money."

"Huh?" A tone of obvious disbelief.

"The money is used for another purpose, and now there is no money."

"You're kidding me, what kind of money do you need for a crazy person, and the federal currency can't be withdrawn like before to kill the medical staff who locked you up."

"...I plan to use it to buy technical stickers." He told himself that before he left this damned planet, the other party's description of himself was not a mockery.

Originally, I just found an excuse to prevaricate the other party, but after sending it over, I suddenly thought that this idea seems to be a good idea.

"You want to use the money that can release small S-level tasks to buy technical stickers? How long is your medical history!"

Dongfang Mu told him honestly: "Nine years."

"...It seems that you are not clear."

"Well, very ill."

"Severely ill patients can actually find money to find optical brains to play with. Your treatment is too good, and the thinking becomes so clear when you are sick, and you can release tasks?"

"It's just that there is a problem with the head, not a problem with the hands and feet. It's okay to type on the keyboard." Dongfang Mu replied, "If you are interested in us, you can come and live here for a while."

"You are insane, what am I going to the hospital for if I have nothing to do?"

"Yes, I'm crazy. Didn't I tell you my medical history for nine years?"

"..."

Talking about insanity to people in the "psychiatric" hospital is definitely not sarcasm.

The other party choked for a long time.

Dongfang Mu stared at the screen.

It was still bright red all over the screen, and it was scary to look at.

When typing, he didn't feel so focused. After the other party fell silent, he looked at the color of the light brain screen, and felt terrified no matter how he looked at it.

So he turned off the optical brain again.

Two seconds later, the optical brain was turned on again, and he didn't even have time to give instructions.

"Don't turn off the optical brain without authorization!!!!" Big blood-red characters occupied the entire screen. This time there was nothing on the screen except a dialog box, and the text sent by the other party was still red like blood.

Dongfangmu felt that if this scene was set in the 21st century, especially in the room he rented back then, he would probably be frightened into a real psychopath.

He replied to the other party: "Change your scary font for me!!!!!!"

There was a pause for a few seconds before there was a reply, but this time the font became a little more laughable and changed to black: "Why did you turn off the optical brain without authorization!"

"Please, this is my optical brain, I need your permission to turn it off?"

"You go and hang up the task for me before closing it."

"No money."

No matter how much the other party jumped, Dongfang Mu insisted that he had no money.

Then the man became anxious and asked, "What are you doing with that huge sum of money for technical stickers!"

Dongfang Mu looked at this line like an idiot: "Of course I'm learning technology."

"...You are a good-natured neuropath. What kind of technology do you learn? Is it possible that your hospital still allows neuropaths to do odd jobs part-time?"

Although he knew that the other party had no malicious intentions, Dongfangmu felt his head hurt when the "crazy" came out one after another.

"In order to prevent the situation of being checked today from happening again!"

After he finished speaking, he turned off the optical brain again.

It was just for prevarication before, but then I gradually thought of a possibility.

Someone has already easily cracked his optical brain—although part of the reason is that the defense of the backup optical brain is not as good as that of the main optical brain—this made him aware of the danger, and he suddenly thought that if he used this money to buy technology Post, and then learn some techniques by yourself, is it possible to go to the military headquarters by yourself and send the SOS message to Dad?

Even if it is discovered, if the intrusion IP is found to belong to this place, it will definitely cause a certain sensation. After all, the mental hospital is not only the medical staff, but also the patients. After the medical staff are checked and eliminated, they must be the patients.

No matter what happens at that time, it will be an opportunity for him.

That's why he has been firmly telling the other party that he has no money.

He was anxious to go out before, so he tried every means to make money to hang up the task. Now he doesn't plan to contact his father in the short term, so he naturally wants to find something for himself to do.

At that time, if you can't learn anything by yourself, it's not too late to hang up the task.

He gave the optical computer a standby command, this time without his fingerprint, the optical computer could not be started.

Lying on the bed, he slowly perfected the plan that had been hatched before, and after thinking about it, he fell into a deep sleep.

When he got up the next day, he glanced out the French window.

There were still only robots and hovering trains outside, and some people could be heard yelling faintly in the distance, but it soon quieted down.

Today, this area is still quiet.

Dongfangmu went downstairs to get the nutritional supplements, threw the dirty clothes to the robot, and went upstairs slowly in his pajamas.

The dressing habits he had developed in the past have degenerated during the past nine years. Now he is basically either wearing hospital clothes or pajamas. Even though there are actually many different styles of clothes in his closet, he doesn't bother to take a look.

No one deserves to dress him himself.

This sentence is not only suitable for women, but now it is also suitable for him.

Turn on the optical brain, the noisy hacker did not continue to bombard yesterday, Dongfang Mu opened the green net, selected a few readers to reply to the comments, and then ran to search for articles.

Then I accidentally shook my hand and poked open an article.

The copywriting of this article is very beautiful, and it is a highly recommended novel in this issue. It has already signed a film and television contract. The copywriting is concise and clear. When I opened the article, a burst of beautiful pure music suddenly sounded.

The annotation on the player was created by a reader for this novel. The author bought this light music and wanted to share it with others.

Listening to the melodious music, Dongfang Mu scrolled down the page, and sure enough, he saw a discussion about this light music in the hot comment section.

He looked at the various opinions above, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

In just a short moment, the embryonic form of the second article has sprouted in his mind.

He decided to write a second novel about music!