I use technology to revitalize the underworld

"Xinghai!" Murong Qiao quickly supported Wu Xinghai.

The people in the room also quickly stretched out their hands: "Be careful!"

Feng Jingchen stood on the other side and couldn't reach out his hand. Seeing that Wu Xinghai had stabilized, he raised his eyes and looked into the room.

Just behind the door, there was a young monk in a yellow-brown monk's uniform.

He has delicate features, red lips and white teeth, and looks like he is only 16 or 7 years old.

But coupled with a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows, it actually gave him a little bit of the solemn and peaceful Zen of Baoxiang.When people see him for the first time, they feel that all their emotions are calmed down.

After the little monk and Murong Qiao helped Wu Xinghai up, they made a Buddhist salute to the three people outside the door: "Amitabha, Donor Murong, Donor Xinghai, long time no see."

He looked at Feng Jingchen again: "Little monk Huiqing, I have seen this benefactor."

Feng Jingchen also returned the gift: "Master Huiqing."

Murong Qiao saw how polite they were, so he supported Wu Xinghai and waved: "We'll talk after we go in."

"It's the little monk who is taking the liberty, please hurry up." Huiqing quickly moved out of the way.

Murong Qiao was not polite, supported Wu Xinghai with one hand, and led Feng Jingchen with the other to walk inside.

He smiled and said to Huiqing: "I said that my wish will come true, but I didn't expect to be so lucky that I can live in the opposite door with you."

Huiqing closed the door gently, a little confused.

Murong Qiao briefly explained the matter.

Huiqing was stunned, and there was a peaceful smile on his face: "So that's the case. The benefactor of Xinghai can rest assured."

Wu Xinghai sat down on the sofa, and although he still hadn't recovered, he still nodded emphatically.

This time, he really saved his life!

Thank you brother for your wishes! QAQ

Murong Qiao arranged Wu Xinghai, put one hand on Feng Jingchen's shoulder: "By the way, let me introduce you."

He looked at Feng Jingchen: "Ayu, this little monk from the Bodhi Temple. He is the most intelligent monk in our generation! Everyone says that he can inherit the abbot's mantle in the future~"

Feng Jingchen understood.

No wonder Murong Qiao and Huiqing seem so familiar, as expected, friends of geniuses are also geniuses.

Huiqing humbly said the Buddha's name: "Young monk is still far behind, don't dare to speak nonsense."

Murong Qiao shrugged, and proudly raised his head and chest to Huiqing: "Huiqing, this is my best friend! His name is Feng Jingchen."

Huiqing nodded lightly, and called out simply: "Benefactor Jingchen."

Feng Jingchen also returned the gift.

The two of them knew each other.

then…

Feng Jingchen took out his mobile phone: "Does Master Huiqing have WeChat? Shall we add a friend?"

Before, Feng Jingchen saw that Murong Qiao and Zuo Zhao were in conflict, so he didn't dare to take the opportunity to ask Yan Siyao and Zuo Zhao for WeChat.

Now it's hard to catch another genius celestial master, so don't miss it easily.

"Amitabha." Huiqing did not refuse, "The monk's mobile phone is still in the suitcase and he has not taken it out. The benefactor wait a moment."

Huiqing turned around and walked into the room.

Seeing that Feng Jingchen was so enthusiastic, Murong Qiao couldn't help but whispered sourly: "Everyone likes Huiqing. Ayu asked him for WeChat whenever we met. You didn't even want to tell me your name when we met for the first time. "

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes to look at this guy, and said amusedly, "We met for the first time, didn't you secretly post a tracking tag on me?"

"..." Murong Qiao's expression choked.

He was speechless!

Seeing Murong Qiao's appearance, Feng Jingchen smiled even more, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Then I won't add it?"

When Murong Qiao saw Ayu's teasing expression, the sourness in his heart disappeared instantly.

In its place is infinite swell!

Ayu and him are now in a relationship that can be joked at any time!

But he was polite to Huiqing, a young monk, and his status in Ayu's heart was not comparable to him!

Murong Qiao raised his chin, and said proudly: "Add! Ayu, later I will push Yan Siyao and the idiot's WeChat to you, and we will add them all!"

After the addition, they can show off in the circle of friends... Ahem! !

Murong Qiao hurriedly slammed on the brakes on his brain.

Just in time, Huiqing also came out of the room.

He had no idea that he was about to become a poor child who was fed dog food, so he happily exchanged phone numbers and WeChat with Feng Jingchen.

Only Wu Xinghai, who had witnessed everything, and seeing the intimacy between his senior brother and brother Chen, fell into deep thought involuntarily.

10 minute later.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao returned to dormitory 608.

This time, finally, there was no light bulb.

The world fell silent in an instant.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao looked at each other.Suddenly, they looked at each other and smiled.

The atmosphere in the room instantly warmed up.

The two of them were obviously much more relaxed than before.

Feng Jingchen walked towards the room: "You still have Zuo Zhao's WeChat?"

Murong Qiao shrugged his shoulders, confidently: "I was fighting with him once before, and I accidentally smashed his bicycle. I will pay him money. He has no money for the time being. He will return it to me after adding WeChat."

Feng Jingchen: "..."

Murong Qiao giggled, and said again: "Ayu, do you still want to ask how we know Huiqing so well?"

Feng Jingchen nodded.

Murong Qiao said: "The Bodhi Temple holds a large-scale salvation meeting every year to save the ghosts lingering in the yang world. All the forces of the Taoist sect will also participate together, and use their own methods to save the dead together."

"Wu Xinghai and I have been going there every year since we were five years old. When we were young, we watched the ceremony, and now we also participate in the ceremony. Huiqing has always been in charge of receiving us, so we have a very good relationship with us."

In fact, although the outstanding disciples of their generation live in different places, they always have the opportunity to get together three or five times a year.

So not only Huiqing and others, but basically the religious students of these years are very familiar with each other.

Feng Jingchen nodded clearly: "So you and Yan Siyao also know this way. But your relationship doesn't seem to be very bad?"

"It's not bad." Murong Qiao has no ill feeling towards Yan Siyao, "He is just a good guy, and he often wipes that idiot's ass. Tsk, if he wasn't there, I am afraid that everyone in Xuanmen would be shouting at that idiot now." beated!"

Looking at Murong Qiao's exaggerated tone, Feng Jingchen doubted the credibility of the second half of his sentence.

After all, according to his observation, Zuo Zhao didn't really seem to be the Demon King of Confusion.

But Feng Jingchen didn't expose Murong Qiao's petty temper.

He still has one last bigger question: "The people in our country now generally don't know the existence of celestial masters and ghosts, which shows that Taoism and the country are consciously concealing this matter."

"Then why, the Department of Religion arranges students from other departments to come and live?"

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the school to make such a big mistake.

If you push this matter to the fulfillment of your wishes, the logic is too far-fetched.

A mere talisman really has that much power?

Murong Qiao knew that Feng Jingchen would ask this question, so he said mysteriously: "For most people, this is indeed the case."

"However, there are still some people who are naturally easy to be targeted by ghosts because of their birth date and physique. These people need some formal channels to seek help from Taoism."

"The dormitory beds of our college are such a channel. The college will hand over a bed every year, waiting for those who are destined to come to the door~"

Murong Qiao smiled and said, "This year, the bed will be on you, Ayu. If someone around you encounters any problems in the future, you can guide them to the Religion Department for help~"

Feng Jingchen nodded lightly: "I see, I remember."

Now he also wanted to understand.

In fact, Taoism and the country are not as strict as Feng Jingchen imagined about the existence of ghosts and celestial masters.

It was only because his fate was so hard that he had no access to this kind of information before.

Feng Jingchen drooped his eyes thoughtfully.

Now that he was talking about this issue, he suddenly thought of the programming world he had just created.

Now, the most urgently needed electronic life and death book has been completed, so the next product, maybe... can we consider the "people's livelihood" issue in Yangjian?

Feng Jingchen turned his eyes slightly, and wrote down this thought.

The two continued to chat, and quickly finished packing Murong Qiao's two suitcases.

Afterwards, they went to the cafeteria of the religious department to have lunch together.

It has to be said that the Department of Religion deserves to be a sacred place for learning jointly created by the entire Taoist sect.The food in the cafeteria is not only exquisite and delicious, but also a free buffet mode!

As long as you swipe the magnetic induction in the dormitory key, you can enter the dining hall.

Is this also a small benefit that Xuanmen gives to outstanding disciples?

When the two returned to the dormitory, it was just one o'clock in the afternoon.

Feng Jingchen didn't hesitate anymore: "Little Qiao, I'll go back to the underworld."

In the past two days, he has accumulated a lot of ideas in his mind. It is best to make an idea before the official start of school on September 9!

Upon hearing this, Murong Qiao hurriedly asked, "Then can you come back the morning after tomorrow?"

The day after tomorrow, which is the 31st.

Feng Jingchen: "Alright, what's the matter?"

Murong Qiao heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a mysterious smile: "There is something fun, I would like to invite you to attend~ I have to be there at nine o'clock in the morning, and you will be back after eight o'clock~"

"Okay." Feng Jingchen took out his phone and set the alarm directly.

Seeing how solemn he was, Murong Qiao had a brighter smile on his face: "Then go quickly~ Go early and come back early~"

"Okay." Feng Jingchen didn't shy away from it, and went back to the underworld in one step right in front of Murong Qiao.

Murong Qiao watched Feng Jingchen's figure disappear in an instant, and a light of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But soon, the smile on his face turned into full of fighting spirit.

Ayu's strength is improving faster and faster, he must work hard to cultivate, and he must not be left behind!

Murong Qiao turned around and went back to the room, and practiced cross-legged on the bed.

the other side.

Feng Jingchen returned to the underworld, looked up and looked around.

He has only been away for two days, and the underworld hasn't changed much.

The city wall next to the gate of ghosts has not been built half a meter high, and Yan Wangyin has not returned yet.

But the excavation progress of the Wangchuan River, with more and more ghosts coming to the underworld, has now dug nearly a kilometer into the ghost gate.

The frontmost excavation site is almost beyond the range of the naked eye.

Seeing that everything was stable, Feng Jingchen came to his "workbench".

This is a high-tech desk with insurance function that he bought at the system supermarket by spending [-] million points.

The entire table is covered by an invisible energy shield, which requires iris verification to get close.

Feng Jingchen placed the optical brain and the energy compression device containing Xiezhi on the table.

After verifying his identity, he opened the optical computer the size of a shoe box and tapped it lightly with his fingertips.

In the next moment, the holographic projection surrounded Feng Jingchen, and a vast ocean of golden lines unfolded in an instant!

This is exactly that programming system!

This optical computer was a modified experimental product that Feng Jingchen used to practice his hands before making mobile phones.

It is also currently the only thing in the world that can run the programming system.

And because this optical computer is a mature product in the second-level technological plane, after the transformation, its function is more powerful than the mobile phone made by Feng Jingchen!

Now, Feng Jingchen wants to use it to realize the second and most important function of the programming system!

Those black and white pupils quickly moved through the lines of various shapes around him.

Soon, Feng Jingchen found his goal.

Immediately, he started typing quickly on the holographic virtual keyboard.

Soon, countless golden lines emerged rapidly following Feng Jingchen's movements.

The original black system background was quickly filled with gold, and there was almost no room for any gaps!

But as time goes by, I don't know when the inflection point occurred.

The golden lines projected by the hologram are getting fewer and fewer, and they are becoming more and more concise.

four hours later.

The lines in front of Feng Jingchen's eyes were actually reduced to the original 180 lines.And... the fusion is still going on!

Obviously Feng Jingchen was typing faster and faster on the keyboard, but there were fewer and fewer lines in front of him.

until the end.

Suddenly, a beam of golden light emerged from the dark screen.

The aura of the entire underworld froze for an instant, followed by a violent shock of great momentum!

All the ghosts were taken aback and were about to start screaming and run away.

But just like when the electronic life and death book appeared.

This heaven and earth resonance only appeared for less than half an instant!

Feng Jingchen suddenly looked up, but he didn't even catch the shadow of resonance.

At this time, the golden light on the screen gradually converged, and finally condensed into a golden icon with a spider web pattern.

Under the icon, there are two large characters [Book of Heaven].

Feng Jingchen looked at the small icon in front of him, its shape was exactly the same as the huge golden net on the sky of the underworld.

The light in his eyes flickered.

This is the programming language he has simplified and upgraded based on his self-created programming system!

Could it also be called... program code?

Feng Jingchen's eyes rolled slightly, and a dangerous smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the way of heaven in the underworld seems to be even more ignorant than the way of heaven in the yang world.

Such a little resonance between heaven and earth is tantamount to treating pearls as fish eyes.

If we say that the programming system is a copy of a small world of infinite possibilities.

The book code that day was a tool to change this small world, and it was handed over to everyone!

Just like all programming languages ​​in Yangjian, this set of heavenly script codes can be learned by anyone with normal intelligence.

At that time, everyone can write various programs in the small world.

This approach is no less than giving everyone the ability to change the world!

but…

After thinking about it, Feng Jingchen lightly clicked on the icon of Tianshu and manually modified some parameters.

There are still so many wonderful unknowns in this world, and we still have to protect them.

The potential of programming a small world is too strong.

As its programming language, Tianshu must castrate some of its functions before handing it over to others to restrict others from obtaining certain overly powerful permissions.

After Feng Jingchen finished this, he tested the function of Tianshu himself.

After confirming that there was no problem, he raised his eyes to look at the excavation site of Wangchuan River, which was in full swing.

Soon, Feng Jingchen locked onto one of the figures, and walked straight towards him.

As Feng Jingchen approached.

The labor scene, which was originally in full swing, was also pressed step by step with the volume - button.

When he walked in front of Meng Rongxing, the whole underworld was silent.

Meng Rongxing looked at the young Hades in front of him and shrank his head in awe.

But he was actually not as afraid of this young man as the other ghosts, and he dared to ask in a low voice, "Yan Wangye, are you looking for me?"

"Yes." Seeing Meng Rongxing's relatively calm attitude, Feng Jingchen raised his evaluation a bit, "I want to ask you, would you like to change jobs?"

Meng Rongxing was at a loss: "Huh?"

Feng Jingchen: "I created a brand new programming language, and now I need programmers to work for me. Are you willing to relearn and go back to your old job?"

Meng Rongxing, a programmer who died suddenly while working overtime: "..."

He coughed and said, "It's not impossible..."

In fact, compared to digging up garbage here, he feels that typing on the keyboard is more suitable for him.

"Then come with me." Feng Jingchen turned around and left.

Meng Rongxing hesitated for half a second, but finally gritted his teeth and followed.

Otherwise, what else can he do, he will stay in the underworld for more than [-] years.

If he is really asked to dig up garbage for more than [-] years, then he, a senior fat man, will really die again!

1 minute later.

Feng Jingchen granted Meng Rongxing the authority to enter and exit the workbench and use the optical brain.

He introduced to Meng Rongxing: "You click on the Tianshu system, select the teaching mode, and you can start learning. It shouldn't be difficult."

When Feng Jingchen created the Tianshu code, he deliberately referred to the most popular programming languages ​​of Bluestar, and copied almost [-]% of its basic logic and operation methods.

Meng Rongxing has work experience, so he only needs to learn a few unique functions of Tianshu, and he should be able to get started soon.

really.

After earnestly studying the course for more than an hour, Meng Rongxing successfully passed the final exam of the course.

Feng Jingchen nodded with satisfaction: "From now on, your daily salary will be the same as that of the foremen. Every time you complete a project, you will also get a project bonus. How about it?"

Meng Rongxing's eyes suddenly brightened.

The construction foreman of the city wall has 10 Yunyin pills every day, which is equivalent to sorting a thousand catties of garbage!

Meng Rongxing, on the other hand, can only sort [-] catties of garbage every day at most.

Now that the salary has increased tenfold at once, how can it make people unhappy? !

Meng Rongxing didn't hesitate at all, and responded very skillfully: "Thank you, Lord Yan! I will definitely work hard in the future!"

Feng Jingchen: "Then you can start now. The first project we are going to do is a relatively simple P2P platform APP. The main function is to hire and offer rewards."

His idea was simple.

Now that ghosts and ghosts are raging in the underworld, many ordinary people have nowhere to turn for help when encountering strange things.Then they will make a platform connecting ordinary people and heavenly masters.

This is not only convenient for the celestial master to kill demons and eliminate demons, but also to accumulate merit.

And they launched such a small function to test the water, and it can also become the first shot of the underworld's popularity in Yangjian!Pave the way for the next changes.

Of course, you can also let Meng Rongxing practice first.

What Meng Rongxing has to do now is to build the platform itself, and the content is not complicated.

It's just...the form is relatively new.

After Meng Rongxing understood the needs, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and said, "Yan Wangye, this app is really not difficult to make. But how do we promote it? Will it not be regarded as a feudal superstition?"

As an industry insider, he still has a little understanding of software listing review.

In recent years, the country has become more and more strict about the control of the Internet.Such an APP, no matter how you think, it doesn’t seem like it can pass the review!

Feng Jingchen appreciated that he was able to take the initiative to ask questions, and replied patiently: "This APP will not be fully promoted on the Internet. After you finish the main body, I will add another automatic detection program."

"As long as it is detected that ordinary people have this need, it will be automatically installed in his mobile phone."

Meng Rongxing's eyes widened, and he blurted out: "Can you still be so awesome?!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, hurriedly covered his mouth, and looked at Feng Jingchen with a little horror.

Feng Jingchen didn't blame him: "These are more advanced functions. After you finish this project and thoroughly familiarize yourself with the operation of Tianshu, I will give you a higher level of code learning permission."

What he is now teaching Meng Rongxing is only a small part of the vast code language.

The more advanced content and application, the thinking logic is completely different from any programming language.

It is impossible for Meng Rongxing to learn it well.

Meng Rongxing didn't know the complicated reason behind this.

When he heard that there was still a promotion channel, even though he had eaten the cakes drawn by the boss for so many years, his heart was still unavoidably moved at this time: "Lord Yan, don't worry, I have made a lot of this kind of small software, and I can give it to you in a week." You make the first edition!"

Feng Jingchen: "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Then you can start now."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the workbench, leaving enough space for the employees to develop freely.

really.

Following Feng Jingchen's departure, Meng Rongxing let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he was patiently comforted by a few words when he met Feng Jingchen for the first time, he vaguely felt that this young King of Hades was not as scary as he seemed.

But Yan Wang's coercion over the little ghost still had an impact on Meng Rongxing.

Now that Feng Jingchen is not around, Meng Rongxing's suppressed thoughts finally let go.

Immediately, inspiration burst into my mind, and I started typing on the keyboard!

the other end.

Seeing that Meng Rongxing got into work so quickly, Feng Jingchen nodded in satisfaction.

Before his death, Meng Rongxing had been the leader of a project team of the Lengming Group, and his work ability was not bad.

If he can fully adapt to the Tianshu system, Feng Jingchen is also ready to train this... ghost.

Thinking about this, Feng Jingchen turned around and walked towards the Wangchuan River, planning to find Wen Xinyan and talk to her about the job of a product manager.

But right now.

Yan Wangyin came out of nowhere.

It slammed into Feng Jingchen's arms, and the immature child's voice was extremely anxious: "Chenchen, it's not good. I searched all over the underworld. But there are still a few fragments missing from the Niejingtai!"

"They may not be in the underworld anymore!!"