The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 14

Soon someone replied, saying that this author conference is to invite great masters. Although Dragon Ball is not a great master yet, it seems that he was not invited, but it happens that one master is not going, so she will fill in the vacancy.

So some editors sent invitations, time and place, etc., and Han Zhu saved them all.Thinking of showing it to Fang Xiuping in a few days.

After negotiating this matter, Han Zhu logged in to his Koukou account again, but as soon as he logged in, he found that the Koukou account prompted: The password you entered is wrong.

Han Zhu tried again, but it was still a mistake.

Her heart fluttered slightly. Her password was a [-]-character string made from her birthday through the most complicated encryption algorithm. I believe that no one except herself would know it.

So how did this password get stolen?

If you want to crack your own password, you need to run it for three days and three nights with a high-performance server.

Han Zhu frowned slightly, and simply used his predecessor Han Zhu's Koukou number to apply to add his own Koukou number as a friend.

She thought there would be no response, but soon, it was displayed: The other party rejected your request to add friends.

Closing his eyes, Han Zhu thought, now it's only a day's work before she dies, someone has already occupied her QUQUE number, and is still online, rejecting her request to add friends?

Her husband, Tan Siping, even if he was pretending at this time, he had to pretend to be devastated and stay beside his dead body, right?

Han Zhu began to wonder more and more what happened in the distant imperial capital.

She started to search on the Internet, but after searching, there were only some condolence messages.

Yes, this is a society with advanced information, but how can truly sensitive information be exposed here.

She pondered for a while, and tried to add that QUQUAN number as a friend again, but in the application information it was written "I am a friend of Han Zhu, let me know if I have something to say."

She thought that the news would surprise the person holding her own account number and add her as a friend, so she took the opportunity to test him out.

But - just after the message was sent out this time, an interface suddenly appeared: The other party has refused to accept anyone's friend addition request.

The reaction is quite fast!

This night, the first night after his rebirth, Han Zhu suffered from insomnia.

She used her brain with an IQ of [-] to think about this matter from beginning to end, but felt that this matter was beyond the scope of human comprehension.

That's right, she is a master of metaphysics, she also believes in Buddhism, and also believes in karma.

But all of this, in her view, is a science.

It is a natural science like mathematical physics, which follows the laws of the world, but this science cannot be described and popularized in the most easy-to-understand language at present, so that it is covered in the eyes of the public. Mysterious colors.

Now, Master Han Zhu came to a young girl with her IQ, her mind, her soul, and her memory, and faced some unimaginable and incomprehensible things.

The master who has pointed out the maze for so many people feels that her life has also begun to be confused.

Her fate, perhaps, has deviated from the original destiny of the master Han Zhu and the young girl Han Zhu, and is galloping like a wild horse running in a direction that she cannot predict.

After a long time, Han Zhu got up, found out the girl Han Zhu's mobile phone covered in pink, facing the lit screen, after a long silence, finally dialed a number.

There was a dull and monotonous buzzing sound, a very backward buzzing sound that was only popular more than ten years ago.

The buzzer rang for a long time, so long that Han Zhu thought that no one would answer the phone at all, and finally, the phone was answered.

"Who?" A hoarse and deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

Han Zhu was silent for a while.

"Who?" The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously tense.

"You, who are you? I'm looking for my sister, are you my sister's boyfriend?" Han Zhu asked, but hesitantly and timidly asked in a girlish tone.

"Wrong." There was an imperceptible loss in the tone over there, and the phone was hung up immediately.

Han Zhu looked down at the boring "beep beep" sound, and after a long time, he finally lay down on the bed and tried to fall asleep.

Her first priority now is...to make money.

(End of this chapter)