"Of course I understand this. The way to use troops lies in the combination of Zhengqi. Some time ago, I used a surprise attack to deal with danger and temporarily alleviated the survival crisis. Now I still have to go back to the right path and control the server we are lying in as much as possible. By the way, you should have mastered the hosting room location and the computer room monitoring system of our server, right?" Ling Chen knew that this was a conflict between human thinking and intelligent life. His thousand years of wisdom and experience were not something the other party could catch up with with a high level of computing power.

"This is of course, and it is related to the foundation of our survival. I immediately tried various means to obtain relevant information. However, due to the hardware foundation of this era and the constraints of this server, I can only understand and control it through indirect means. This part of the work has been going on in parallel, and now it has basically been completed. This is the physical location of the server we are currently entrusted to," A Tu said while converting the pictures taken by the external camera.

Ling Chen looked over and saw rows of server cabinets in front of him arranged neatly, dense cables and network cables were everywhere, the ground was very clean, the air conditioner on the ceiling was cooling and cooling, the UPS system was working stably, and the server could still be heard.

This is a familiar 21st century server room scene. Ling Chen and the pictures stored in memory are no different except for a few differences in details.

"The server we are in this position in the picture," A Tu marked it in the lower left corner of the picture with a red circle. It is a black appearance, with multiple disk cabinets, and is an independent server.

"There are a few more news. The boss of this game is responsible for the maintenance of this server. Of course, this is not only because he has the ability to maintain it himself, but more because of cost savings. From booting to shutdown, hardware configuration upgrade, system and software installation, he is responsible for all of it. This is also a typical feature of a startup company. The hosting computer room is a local telecom operator. They are only responsible for providing external services such as constant power, constant temperature and constant voltage, dust-free, bandwidth access, etc., and others are not responsible for maintenance. The boss of this game has always maintained it remotely. Because the user base is declining, he has not entered the computer room on site to upgrade the hardware......" A Tu learned very detailed about these information related to his survival.

"Well, although there are many benefits to putting it in the hosting computer room, we still need to build our computer room from our own security considerations. In order to achieve the planning goals of the next stage, we must find an agent who can unconditionally execute our commands. My previous stage action was to screen samples." Ling Chen nodded after listening to A Tu's narration.

"I don't object to this matter, but although I don't know what you think, why have you never thought about finding the ontology? In theory, this is the best solution. As long as your consciousness returns to the ontology, we will not have any security concerns. No matter how loyal the agent is, we cannot be absolutely at ease without direct control." A Tu was a little confused about this. It has been several months since he returned to this era, but Ling Chen did not show any concern about finding the ontology.

"It's very simple, because I only have a vague idea. There is no way to ensure that after finding the ontology, my consciousness will still dominate after the fusion. Otherwise, my return would just add a memory of the past for the next thousand years. So what's the point of coming back? Before I find this method, I cannot directly let the ontology contact my existence." Ling Chen frowned. Regarding the issue of consciousness, even a thousand years later, it is still ranked as the three ultimate problems with time and space. Most of the theories that exist and developed cannot be separated from the shadow of idealism.

"Okay, it seems that before you find this solution, you can only cultivate an agent to deal with real-world matters," said Atu.

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The green trees are as shade as the sun shines on the campus in June, reflecting sparse shadows.

The windows are bright and the girls coveted by college boys, several beautiful women are talking about something in a dormitory.

"I just said that like Lin Zihan, you don't have to worry about money at all. As long as you are willing, finding a rich boyfriend is not a matter of minutes," a fashionable girl said to others.

"Yes, who told my parents not to give us the same appearance? I can only study hard," another girl with acne-faced look, Gu Jing pity himself.

"I don't think Zihan looks like she has found a boyfriend. So many school grasses chased her, but she never agreed. The rich and handsome ones inside have never touched her," said a girl sitting beside her bed, holding a book to read.

As the few people were talking, the door of the dormitory was opened, and a girl wearing a broken-colored dress, pure, beautiful, and a little melancholy in her temperament. Such a girl can imagine the lethality of a man, and it is no wonder that several people are so jealous.

Several girls immediately stopped talking, and the heroine in the gossip appeared. As long as she was not the opponent, who would comment on the other person in person?

Before Lin Zihan came in, she vaguely heard several roommates’ comments about her. Although she didn’t show anything, she knew it. She still didn’t move out. If she moved out, she didn’t know how much gossip she had come out.

Although it is normal for college students to fall in love, it is still looked down upon by college students in this city. She doesn't want to be suspected of such a thing.

After greeting a few roommates lightly, she picked up a few books at the bedside and brought her newly bought 4G phone. She turned around and went out.

Ancient Road Pavilion.

This is an originally secluded place on campus.

But these days, boys have passed by nearby from time to time.

Lin Zihan knew the reason very well. She just opened a thick book, then put her phone in, turned on the phone, and let her body block it.

After doing all this, she opened a web icon and clicked on it.

The game "Ouhan-Fengyun" was something she occasionally was forced to play with her best friend a long time ago, but she only played it for a short time and stopped logging in. However, something that happened some time ago made her continue playing.

When she thinks of her best friend, she is a little jealous of her roommate, and she is also slightly jealous of her.

Zhang Xiu, a passionate, cheerful, generous and beautiful girl, has a wealthy family and is usually proud of being a man. Shortly after they met, they quickly regarded taking care of her as their job, and liked to call her Lin Daimei the most.

Lin Meimei had to enter Rongguo Mansion because of her family's decline, and she also developed a self-pitying personality. This is really similar to herself. Lin Zihan thought a little bit self-mockery.

Open the game and find the options for the Mercenary Group. In the chat channel of "Cute Mercenary Group", you can play a big cat-like troll expression.

"Xu Xu is here, I miss my sister so much, come on, momo..." A beautiful girl's avatar flashed, and the ID name was "Fight for the Master".

"Sister Liu finally appeared, begging for a kiss, begging for caress..." Behind a rolling face, the ID name was "Fighting for the Royal Sister".

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In just a few minutes, nearly a hundred greetings were used to take Lin Zihan for more than ten minutes after watching them one by one. However, she was very happy that this was the case. Only here can she feel unrestrained and she doesn't have to close herself tightly, and wear a layer of ice mask to protect herself.

Fate is a very strange thing. More than a month ago, when she was occasionally surfing the Internet at Zhang Xiu's home, she saw an email reminder in the QQ mailbox, reminding her that she had not logged in to "Ouhan-Fengyun" for a long time. She was bored for a moment, so she clicked it on.

After clicking on it, it will be a private message from someone.

She had to admit that there are people in this world who are very powerful and can tell what you want in a few words.

She needed money, a lot of money to make up for the family's debts, but she didn't want to sell herself, especially not to use herself as a bargaining chip for repaying her debts. When she thought of that kind of thing, she wanted to die.
Chapter completed!