abnormal world

Chapter 2 Garbage Plus Garbage Doesn't Equal Garbage
On the old solid wood dining table, there was a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a cucumber pickle, and two bowls of rice.

The Black Flame Beast was lying on the side, yawning lazily.

Ye Mu, who was sitting at the table, was silent for a long time, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started to gobble it up.

Bai Luo ate quite normally, while eating, he looked at this stunted, taciturn girl.

I have lived here for seven days, and the two of them have only met about ten times, and they have not spoken more than ten sentences.

Ye Mu seemed to be very busy. After eating, he took the Black Flame Beast back to his bedroom on the third floor and didn't come out.

Bai Luo can be sure that she is not an Internet addicted girl, because there is no computer, no TV, and no mobile phone at home.

The only thing that has anything to do with electronic products is an old and outdated fixed line telephone with an annual rent of 10 yuan.

"Are you practicing every day?" Bai Luo couldn't help asking, breaking the dead silence.

Ye Mu nodded, looked up at Bai Luo, pondered for a few seconds before speaking.

"I am a warlock."

Bai Luo glanced at the Black Flame Beast lying beside the table, and asked curiously, "What's the difference between a Warlock and a Mage?"

"Mages use mostly the power of elements, while warlocks use the power of hell."

"Then you won't be judged by some Holy See?" In traditional novels, this kind of warlock should be a heretic.

Ye Mu put down his chopsticks: "The times have changed."

Bai Luo recalled the news he had read in the newspaper, and nodded in deep agreement.

The two of them didn't say much after that, Ye Mu went back to the bedroom, and Bai Luo cleaned up the kitchen.

The two of them didn't know each other deeply, and Ye Mu didn't ask Bai Luo's identity and why he was living on the street.

Bai Luo didn't ask Ye Mu why it was so hard for him alone, nor what happened in the past.

After packing up and returning to the bedroom, Bai Luo picked up the paper and pen and began to draw his own plan.

A computer with a medium configuration is worth about 7000 yuan, which is an astronomical figure for Bai Luo, but Bai Luo, who has mastered super computer technology, has no intention of sitting still.

He is designing a homemade computer with his super mind.

"To attack the population center server, there are three softwares that need to be run. The first one is to detect the security holes in the server firewall; the second one is to enter the server through the holes; the third one is to write my data and clean it up. All traces of the path."

"Running these three software requires at least an I7 eighth-generation processor, plus 16g of running memory. The requirements for the graphics card are not high, and the integrated graphics card is fine. The three softwares require a total of 100M of installed memory, that is to say, a minimum A mechanical hard drive will do.”

"In addition, the heat dissipation requirements of the CPU are very high, so you can get a water-cooled radiator yourself."

Thinking in his mind, Bai Luo had already drawn a complete blueprint and plan in his hands.

The thing in the picture can no longer be called a computer, but a piece of garbage composed of various messy wires.

Without a powerful cpu, Bailuo specially designed a cpu superposition computing device that far exceeds the current level, which can superimpose the performance of multiple low-level cpus, thereby improving performance.

The same is true for the memory. Bailuo adopts a special arrangement structure, which can modify eight 2G memory sticks to achieve the effect of 16G.

Finally, the very crude water cooling device.

The structure of the overall computer looks unbelievable, and it can even be said to be a dream come true.

But it does work, because this is a super technology that is far beyond the present and does not know how many years.

This kind of computer structure is like a multiplication problem within [-]. It is extremely difficult for kindergarten children, but it is easy for college students.

The computer level in this world is that of a child.

And Bai Luo was that college student.

"It's perfect!" After finishing the design, Bai Luo nodded with satisfaction.

"Using my super technology, to reach the processing level of the eighth generation of i7, only four third-generation i3s are needed for overclocking and firefighting. Now the second-hand i3 third-generation processor is only five or sixty yuan. It is even possible to get it at the waste recycling station. "

"For a 2G memory stick, second-hand or third-hand ones only cost more than a dozen yuan, and they are still garbage that no one wants." Bai Luo tried hard to reduce the budget.

"Although there is a firefight, a motherboard and a power supply are still needed. These two problems are not big. I can handle the power with my hands. It is estimated that 200 of the two things will be enough."

In the end, the miscellaneous things were calculated, including the 50 yuan old monitor and the 20 yuan set of second-hand keyboard and mouse, and 600 yuan for the whole set is enough.

"Garbage plus garbage, it's no longer garbage." Bai Luo looked at the blueprint, feeling overwhelmed.

"Bai Luo." Ye Mu's voice came from outside the door.

Bai Luo hurriedly put away the drawings, opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Come and sell the garbage with me."

"it is good!"

Then the two went downstairs one by one, and Yemu had already prepared the cart. After the two loaded corrugated paper, cans and plastic bottles one by one, they pushed out the door to the garbage recycling station.

Bulun City is built against the mountains, and the suburb where Yemu's house is located is located on the hillside of the old city. The road crosses horizontally and extends in an S shape to the right front of the house.

It didn't feel like taking it back a little bit. After pushing it out this time, Bai Luo felt that these things together weighed at least [-] kilograms. Fortunately, the recycling station is not far from here, and it's on a downhill, so it's easy to control the brakes.

"I remember there are trash collectors outside." Bai Luo asked curiously.

Ye Mu pursed her chapped and cracked lips: "He offered a cheap price. The corrugated paper was sold to him for only [-] cents a catty, and I can sell it to the recycling station for a dollar."

"These cans cost [-] cents each, and you can get [-] cents at the waste recycling station. Plastic bottles cost [-] cents, and you can get [-] cents at the recycling station."

When Bai Luo heard the price difference between these few cents, he suddenly felt admiration for this little girl.

At the time when the little girl of sixteen or seventeen wanted to save face, she could still push the cart to sell garbage by herself.

Don't tell others, Bai Luo was embarrassed to go when she was seventeen or eighteen years old, and felt ashamed.

After all, selling garbage at your doorstep and selling it at a waste recycling station with a cart are two different concepts.

Of course, now that Bai Luo has matured, he doesn't care about these things at all.

"Huh? The young lady of the Ye family is selling garbage again?" A strange voice came from across the road.

Ye Mu didn't seem to hear it, and continued to push the car forward. The eyes of the Black Flame Beast were full of hostility, and it roared twice.

Bai Luo turned his head and saw a couple about the same age as Ye Mu, wearing the same style of black robe school uniform, standing opposite each other holding hands.

It was the yellow-haired woman among them who spoke, and the blue-haired man beside him had a smirk on his face.

Seeing that Ye Mu didn't speak, the woman sneered and said, "You really think you're that rich lady? What are you pretending to be? A trash picker."

After finishing speaking, he pulled his boyfriend forward with a proud face, completely ignoring the black flame beast that exploded.

Today is a society ruled by law. If you don't have money, fighting is a mess. The two are sure that Ye Mu will not dare to let the Black Flame Beast attack them.

Because she has no money!
Ye Mu was still calm, pushing the car and looking forward with a serious expression.

Bai Luo could tell that there were many stories in it, but he didn't say much, didn't ask too much, as if it never happened.

　This book is a fantasy novel.Don't get too connected with reality.The article has emphasized that it is fantasy technology, just write out fantasy things.It doesn't matter whether there is reality or whether it can be realized, please don't forcefully find reality in novels.

　　
　
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