Weird story about rules: I rely on magic to kill people

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and Xu Zhinian was like a shadow, standing in this unfamiliar room in front of the wooden silver-painted table in front of the window, slightly at a loss. She just turned her head, thinking about looking around. But before she could turn her head a little and look to the side, the security door was opened from the outside. Immediately after, two people who were soaked by the rain came out of the door.

As you can imagine, it was raining heavily outside. Xu Zhinian looked at the two people who came in. The waistline of his trousers and the lower parts were all wet by the rain. He could tell that not only was it raining heavily outside, but the wind was also very strong. . Otherwise, the trouser legs of those two people would not have gotten wet from the rain. The two of them had been talking about something since they entered the room. It was about data. Xu Zhinian listened to a few words and found that he didn't understand them. So I didn't listen to them talking about the data very carefully. I just stared at them closely and watched them hang the umbrellas they had just used to protect themselves from the rain on the hook behind the door. The tip of the umbrella fell to the ground, dripping water.

Seeing the two people talking carefully, as a shadow entering other people's memories, Xu Zhinian casually found a chair that she thought the two people would not sit on, and sat directly on it. Anyway, my appearance is just a shadow in this memory, and others cannot see it. Even Xu Zhinian didn't expect that the chair she randomly chose would be chosen by that person named Zhan Hong. Zhan Hong walked towards her. He originally wanted to move the chair, but Xu Zhinian sat on it. Although he could pass through, his own mass would still be superimposed on it. So there was a scene like this. Steamed Hong wanted to move the chair but failed.

Xu Zhinian looked at this scene with a little helplessness. She did forget that although she was a phantom, she had no ability to materialize. But his quality still exists, although Zhan Hong opposite can't see where he is, and he doesn't know who is sitting on this chair. But Xu Zhinian's mass will be superimposed on the chair, giving the impression that the chair has become heavier. Fortunately, Xu Zhinian's weight is not very heavy, not the kind of three or four hundred pounds. And usually Zhan Hong couldn't lift the chair, so this time, she didn't feel anything bad about herself, she just thought that her strength had become weaker.

Steaming Hong sighed. Since she couldn't move the chair next to her master, she had no choice but to sit on this chair and let her master, the one on the right who Xu Zhinian had seen in the central control room, come over. After Zhan Hong finished shouting, the master agreed, and then Xu Zhinian watched Zhan Hong move to sit on him. Although she was just a shadow at the moment, steaming red would sit on top of Xu Zhinian without saying a word. Xu Zhinian had something to say in his heart: I think the relationship between us is a little too ambiguous?

Before Zhan Hong sat down, Xu Zhinian quickly ejected and got up from the chair. Damn it! She cursed in her heart. She originally wanted to avoid Zhan Hong and her master, so she did not choose a chair close to the door or the silver wooden table, but chose a chair far away here. But she never thought that Zhan Hong would abandon the near and seek the far away and come to the chair in front of her. Damn it! Xu Zhinian cursed again in his mind, and then rolled his eyes at the steaming red man sitting on the chair.

However, Xu Zhinian wasn't very angry either. According to what was recorded in that letter, the trend of history will not change. After she finished absorbing this memory, she returned to the historical memories again. Soon, in short, within five hours, Xu Zhinian would definitely hear the bad news about Zhenghong. Although, she doesn't want people to die in vain. But this is the trend of history, which cannot and cannot be changed. At most, Xu Zhinian could only express regret over this. But ask her to do something else and she can't do it.

After watching Zhan Hong's master coming over and seeing that person sitting next to Zhan Hong, Xu Zhinian sat down at the side with confidence. Unless he is angry or has a problem with that person, he will never change chairs and sit in her chair again. If this thing really happened, Xu Zhinian didn't know how to describe whether he was lucky or unlucky. After she looked at the two people sitting together, they started talking again. Talking about some things about data, Xu Zhinian had only a partial understanding of these contents, or in other words, he was not very clear at all.

As the two of them were talking, the man on the right side of the central control room suddenly stood up. Xu Zhinian couldn't help but raise his head and watch the man walk to the wooden table covered with silver paint, take out the dense notebook filled with data and the computer on the table beside it, then come back and put the records in The dense notebook full of data was handed over to Zhan Hong. He sat back on the chair, and then asked Zhan Hong about the results of the data. He raised the screen of his laptop, turned on the computer, and waited for the page to load.

Soon, Xu Zhinian turned sideways and saw the laptop screen lighting up, and the startup interface had been loaded. In other words, the computer is booted up. She turned her head and glanced at Zhan Hong again. She was carefully observing the data content in the data pad and looking carefully for the lines she had completed last time. She was the one who entered data into the computer last time, so the red line with yesterday's date was drawn by her master beside her.

As for the data error affecting the internal structure of White Castle, it occurred at this time. When Zhan Hong was looking for the drawn line yesterday, he found that the red line completely covered the next number. She couldn't tell what letter it should be. Is it a lowercase a or a lowercase d. The numbers corresponding to the two letters are different in their systems. But it's not completely different. It's just that according to their rules, the "one" and "zero" in the last digit after being converted into binary are different.

Zhan Hong looked at the letters on it carefully for a long time. Because she finally had to tell her master the binary code, she couldn't say a or d, so she asked him directly: "Master, which line did you draw yesterday? It just blocks the next data. I can't see it. Is that a lowercase letter a or a lowercase letter d? Should we find other summaries first and check them again to avoid data errors? "

Her master looked at her coldly and snorted a few times: "Can't you tell the difference between lowercase letters? How much can a red line cover the words? You don't want to work, you just want to be lazy when you hear it's raining outside! Come on, look carefully at the code that tells me the data, we have to type in quickly. The only thing missing from the construction sketch of the White Castle is our data."