All human beings are waiting for us to reunite

After Xuan Hongxi went back, a plate quickly flew over with bubbles: Your Excellency, welcome home (*^▽^*)

Xuan Hongxi froze for a moment, and for a moment he thought of the dog he raised back then. Whenever he came home, that dog ran to the door wagging its tail to greet him in the same way.

Now he suddenly felt that maybe it was right not to drive Yipan away, at least it made him not so lonely.

From the moment he opened his eyes to now, he is alone.

Familiar people and things have become unfamiliar, and it is so difficult to integrate into this society.

Fortunately, there is a plate now.

He smiled: "How is the Internet now?"

One plate: The discussion was very lively, and there was no response from Atlantis other than the previous announcement.

Xuan Hongxi laughed, Atlantis is probably in an emergency meeting now, how about public relations?

But to be honest, this time Atlantis’s reputation will definitely be ruined. Even if this competition is not held by their family, who will let his family be the main body? How much benefit they have received before, and how much pressure they have to bear now .

Xuan Hongxi sat down and thought about it, and sent out the message that he wanted to release before, but the text accompanying the picture was changed.

At the beginning, he wanted to ask Atlantis, he was so poor, who was so kind to give him a ticket.

Now he changed his rhetoric and said something directly on the software: When I received the news from the organizing committee before, I was wondering who was so kind to vote for me. After all, this is a white job. I thought it was Atlantis helping me silently behind the scenes, but I was found out so I reported it. I was quite touched at the time, but after I read the list, I found that I was not on the list... This case is really confusing.

Since Benzi was exposed to cheating votes, Xuan Hongxi's social account attention has increased to a higher level, and everyone is waiting for his response.

When the terminal crashed for such a long time because of an artificial intelligence that sneaked out to control Xuan Hongxi, some people with ulterior motives that Xiang Ziming found had already started to take the rhythm.

It's nothing more than saying that he has a guilty conscience and dare not respond.

Xuan Hongxi also thought of this at the time, so even if he didn't fight back in the next set, he would not clarify it in this way again.

Because the best time has passed, he needs to find another opportunity.

It's just that one plate is more violent.

But he can't just let Atlantis mess with him like this.

It's a matter of one game to overthrow them, Xuan Hongxi always has to vent his anger.

This news may not make Atlantis disappear directly, but it doesn't matter, take your time.

Xuan Hongxi has a lot of patience.

Sure enough, after he finished posting this news, his personal homepage immediately boiled over.

A plate bursting with bubbles: Your Excellency, the speed of information transmission has exceeded the limit that the terminal can bear, and I need to clear up useless information.

Xuan Hongxi nodded and said, "You can clean it up. By the way, if you have time, help me find out what the current basic salary of the agent is."

A plate quickly started to rotate, Xuan Hongxi watched it and found that the bamboo dragonfly was not put away when the plate was not flying in the sky, but was still spinning. Quick, when it has a small amount of computation, the bamboo dragonfly turns very leisurely.

One set is multi-tasking at the same time. On the one hand, set the program to collect data, and on the other hand, focus on screening useless information.

Those meaningless things like refueling have been deleted.

And what's left is meaningful... It's also deleted quite a bit.

For example, someone posted: Brother is so pitiful, I will support you.

He decisively deleted it in one set, muttering angrily while deleting: His Excellency the Consul does not need you to support him, he has me!

Someone else posted: Xuanda is so handsome, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!

It was easier to see the deletion in one plate: Your Excellency the Consul doesn't like monkeys!

Someone even posted: I want your song for 500, this song will definitely become popular if you give it to me, I hope you will not be ungrateful.

One plate was deleted even more swiftly, and it even mimicked the appearance of human spitting and secretly replied: hetui!

Xuan Hongxi had no idea what this guy was doing, because a plate had already presented all the collected data in front of him.

He took a look and found...he really couldn't afford to hire a manager.

Originally, he thought that Atlantis would definitely restart the game for his own sake, and he could always get the bonuses. Those bonuses should be able to support Qiao Wenrui's salary for a few months, right?

In the end, he never expected that his little bonus would be able to support the other party's salary for two months, a few months... don't even think about it.

Xuan Hongxi felt that something was wrong, and asked again: "A plate, what is the average salary of human beings now?"

After processing the information and data in one set, a bubble popped up after hearing it: Do you want to count the Melas people?

Xuan Hongxi was slightly taken aback, the Melas people...he was silent for a moment before asking: "Now these people... are they doing well?"

One plate: According to the data, they are being governed by artificial intelligence, with lower crime rates and fewer idlers.

Artificial intelligence governance...Xuan Hongxi suddenly became curious about those people, but he still asked, "Let's not count them."

Even in the face of the catastrophe, human beings have never been united, not to mention that the existence of the Melas has been criticized, and now they are separated from human beings. It is meaningless to calculate their average salary.

A plate paused for a few seconds: Based on the data of the gathering place and the seven shelters, the per capita salary is about [-] per person per month.

Xuan Hongxi: "???? Did you calculate correctly?"

A dish: (〃＞＿<;〃) Don't you believe in a dish?

Xuan Hongxi looked at a set of average wages given to him by his agent just now and said, "No, I just think...the span is too big."

It is normal for society to have a range of income, but it depends on how it is compared. The average person cannot compare with the elite.

But when the society has just stabilized, due to the underdevelopment of the economy, such a span will not be much different at the beginning.

It's just that now...the agent's monthly salary can reach [-] yuan, and the per capita salary is only so low, which is unscientific.

It's just that the income of agents is so high, so what about celebrities?Such a social environment is too deformed, right?

Yipan seemed to know what Xuan Hongxi was wondering about, and a bubble popped up: there are currently 120 managers in total.

Xuan Hongxi was slightly taken aback, are there so few?

He thought about what Qiao Wenrui said before, and suddenly realized that it wasn't that there were few people in this group, but that there were too few people who could actually become agents. Even if they had a license, they could only start as assistants.

However, when Qiao Wenrui came to Xuan Hongxi's place, he must be the manager.

Xuan Hongxi turned to look at Yipan: "Do you think it is necessary for me to find a manager?"

The bubble that popped up this time was particularly big: No need, I can also be your manager, I do better than him (〃'▽'〃)

Xuan Hongxi suddenly felt that he shouldn't ask about it. He turned his head and looked out of the window, and suddenly remembered a question: He doesn't seem to have Qiao Wenrui's contact information!

Qiao Wenrui obviously thought of this too, and sent him a message on social software.

After Xuan Hongxi joined him, he simply said to him online: "I can't afford you."

Qiao Wenrui: "Hey, don't worry about this. It seems that I can't explain it. I was sent by Boss Xu."

If this is the case, the logic can indeed be established, but... starting from Xu Hong's side, the logic cannot be established.

What Xu Hong wanted was to get him close to Yue Shaojun quickly, how could he send someone to be his manager?

Xuan Hongxi looked at Yipan and said, "Check this person's background."

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"Where is this person coming from?" Yue Shaojun held Xuan Hongxi's latest dynamic information in his hand. When he found Qiao Wenrui suddenly appeared, he suspected that this person should have approached Xuan Hongxi consciously.

Hang Yucheng replied formulaically: "Qiao Wenrui was born on October 495, 10 in the new calendar. His parents are ordinary workers. He graduated from a vocational high school. He attended the Atlantis broker training class and graduated with honors. Now he is unemployed."

Yue Shaojun asked, "No doubts?"

Hang Yucheng said: "Qiao Wenrui once ran away from home for half a month, and was found back half a month later. It is said that his temperament has changed slightly after he was found."

After hearing this, Yue Shaojun seemed to be a little emotional: "The Melas people have indeed begun to infiltrate like us."

Hang Yucheng was a little surprised when he heard this: "What? He's from Melas?"

Yue Shaojun said: "There is a high probability, just keep an eye on it."

Hang Yucheng couldn't help asking one more question: "But no one has discovered his identity for so many years, this..."

Yue Shaojun turned his head and looked at Hang Yucheng for a while and said, "You have been with me for many years, do you want to go out and have a look?"

Hang Yucheng's face turned pale after hearing this: "commander...subordinate...did the subordinate do something wrong?"

Yue Shaojun shook his head and said: "No, you are right, but your vision has been limited, why do you think that the Melas people will be discovered? They are essentially the same as us, but they are man-made."

Hang Yucheng was taken aback, but he wasn't to blame for it. In the eyes of ordinary people, the Melas people were not much less than representatives of evil. After all, things like genetic screening are actually quite ethical.

Of course, planting such thoughts for everyone boils down to the fact that the ruling class was very worried.

Natural people cannot compete with artificial people, whether it is intelligence, appearance or even life span.

They are afraid of being overthrown one day.

Of course, their rule was actually overthrown, but it had nothing to do with the genetic screening of people.

Yue Shaojun said: "Keep an eye on him, monitor all his contact information, and find out the clues. I want to know how many clones like this there are on the Melas side."

When Yue Shaojun said the following, there was already a cold killing intent in his eyes.

In his eyes, Xuan Hongxi is the only one in the world. It is a coincidence that a natural person looks similar to him, but the genetic selection of human beings to this point, is it not a clone?

Until now, Yue Shaojun didn't know the significance of the other party's cloning Xuan Hongxi, but it didn't matter, as long as he killed those people.

No one in this world can impersonate, not even a clone.

Xuan Hongxi, who was chatting with Qiao Wenrui, didn't know that he had half stepped into the gate of hell. After Qiao Wenrui revealed his identity, Xuan Hongxi pondered for a while and said, "That's it, then you should have said it earlier."

No matter what Qiao Wenrui's purpose is, he can just push the boat along the way, after all, he should not have thought of this experience as the original owner.

At this moment, a huge bubble suddenly popped up: Your Excellency, the communication between you and Qiao Wenrui has been monitored! (#`dish)

Xuan Hongxi was slightly taken aback: "Who is it?"

One plate: Great Demon King!

Xuan Hongxi raised his eyebrows: "Qiao Wenrui is indeed suspicious, um, you don't know, oh, if Yue Shaojun finds anything, remember to let me know."

One plate: I'm going now!

After 10 minutes, a plate: QAQ sir, I can't go back.

Xuan Hongxi watched a plate fall directly from mid-air, and the bamboo dragonfly on his head stopped turning, and he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

One set: When I came out, I gave up three-quarters of the data. Now the way back is blocked by the typhoon. I can’t beat it o(╥﹏╥)o

Xuan Hongxi asked strangely: "Typhoon? What typhoon?"

One plate: It is the artificial intelligence of the Great Demon King.

Xuan Hongxi asked, "Why didn't he let you go back?"

A plate of contemplation for a while: Maybe it’s because I’m better than him (=ω｀=)

Xuan Hongxi was speechless: "Are you sure it's not because you always bully others?"

A guilty conscience: ahahahaha, Your Excellency really knows everything.

Xuan Hongxi was helpless: "Forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway, if there is a problem, Yue Shaojun will tell me."

Even if he was used to dig out Qiao Wenrui's identity, it was impossible to keep him in the dark.

At this time, Qiao Wenrui who was facing him was asking: "Why don't you talk? Let me tell you, live broadcasting is really the most suitable method for you now."