Marshal, Please Calm Down

Chapter 1 Chapter 001

Chapter 001

Wu Zimo Muran raised his head to look at the high-tech products that fly in the air against gravity, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

If the scenery outside the window hasn't made him collapse, then at this time, the creature that seems to be a dinosaur egg is constantly rubbing against his calf, which is enough to make Wu Zimo, the calm emperor, have to complain: I bought it last year. A table...

As a dead house who has been reviewing online articles for many years, how could he not guess his current situation.But the thinker of COS, Wu Zimo sitting on the bed in the room worked hard to dig out his memories, recalling how he died.

Wu Zimo, a great young man in the 21st century. Although this great young man was awarded by himself, in the eyes of relatives and friends, Wu Zimo is a dead house. The eldest lady also wants the eldest.

Fortunately, the child’s personality is still good. He is neither a bear nor a second grader. Plus he can earn some pocket money online. Originally, the economy is still rich and the family education belongs to the family education. Just die.

However, in the eyes of relatives and friends, Wu Zimo, who belongs to the dead house, is a great god-level man in another world.

Speaking of the MO God in the hacker world, who didn't immediately show his starry eyes and howl begging to hold his thighs for support.In particular, the most important thing is that this MO great god has three views and will never release viruses and Trojan horses to attack servers.From time to time, I also help to get some anti-virus applets to serve the public.

So MO, the great hacker god, is also registered in the safety supervision department, and sometimes the two parties will cooperate.

Today, Wu Zimo is also the same as usual, sitting in front of the computer after eating, wandering around the Internet, by the way, to watch the latest situation of the new male god film.It has been rumored that the male god has a great chance to win this session of the golden figure, Wu Zimo and You Rongyan, who are iron fans of the male god.

But the happy mood was wiped out because of an advertising frame.

# or lost the little golden man because of his patriotic speech?!##The little golden man ceremony may set off another situation due to racial discrimination!#

"Huh?!" Seeing the slogan on the pop-up advertisement box, Wu Zimo, who was throwing his mouse boringly, immediately exploded.

Wu Zimo is not a star chaser, but he is a loyal fan of the movie emperor Li, not only because of the other's face, but also because of the other's three views!As the first actor to break out of his country and into the world, both his words and deeds and his works let foreign audiences know that China is strong and confident.

Because of this, some extreme racists are extremely hostile to King Lee, and the media wars of words are usually trivial, and there are a lot of people who go to death on the Internet.Of course, encountering these gangsters who are black for the sake of black is when Wu Zimo, a powerful iron fan, comes on the court.

Wu Zimo quickly opened the plug-in device he wrote, and immediately contacted the guys in foreign countries, "Fox, what happened to the male god?" The response speed of domestic media is always slower than that of foreign countries.

"Fuck, MO God, your male god has been hacked by those sunspots again!"

The other party didn't talk nonsense, Barabala told the story again, and Wu Zimo exploded immediately after hearing it.

This time, the racially discriminatory media have been targeting their own male gods. The hacker F of the country M who has fought with him on the Internet even declared that if the little golden man is handed over to the oriental pig, he will give the little golden man's web page Black death.

Not only the hacker world, but even the three-dimensional world knows how powerful the technology of this country M hacker is. The most brilliant record is that he has captured the national defense weapon network in the west of country M and has not been caught.

And Wu Zimo's enmity with this man was forged because of Emperor Li, because this F is an extremely racist, who thinks that white people are a higher race, and the other colored people are inferior and should be dominated.

Wu Zimo has fought this person several times, winning and losing each other, so he declared war without saying anything when he saw the other party's declaration.

"Brothers! Sisters! Pick up the guy! Let's fight the stupid brain!"

This battle can be described as turbulent. Whether it is country M or country Z or several other onlookers, all the safety supervision departments are working overtime and focusing on them, for fear that these two masters will fight the fire and hurt the fish.

This time the battle was fierce and thrilling, but the result was good. Wu Zimo won a big victory here, not to mention that Wu Zimo also touched the real IP address of that F.

Wu Zimo looked at the row of numbers on the computer screen with a sinister smile on his lips.

"Hey, F? Let you pretend! Now I'll let you pretend to let you fly!" After packing the IP address, Wu Zimo entered a mailbox number on the keyboard with his finger, and then sent the address.

"This time I really have to go to the prison to pretend to be forced, F pro~"

And just as Wu Zimo was about to make a wow khaka laugh with his arms on his hips, a tingling sensation suddenly came from his fingertips. As for then, there was no more...

When I looked up, I saw the cars flying around outside the window, what more?

"So I was killed by the keyboard leaking electricity?" The memory ended, Wu Zimo continued to hold a deep face.

Dump!The keyboard is made of plastic!Even a mechanical keyboard is still plastic!Your sister’s leakage!Give me a look!Understand the insulator!Junior high school physics!

Thinking of this, Wu Zimo wanted to help his forehead. His death not only made his parents sad, but also made the headlines in the society. The name was thought up-a young man was electrocuted because of indulging in the Internet.Then there are all sorts of pulling and indulging in the Internet, which is not good, by the way, the leaking keyboard is unqualified.

After recalling myself, it is the turn of the master who possesses now.

When Wu Zimo recalled himself, the memory of Zhengzhu passed through his mind like watching a movie.

Wu Zimo felt that it might be fate to be attached to this body, because the name of the body owner is also Wu Zimo, an orphan, and he grew up with government assistance.However, the original owner did not feel inferior at all because of his orphan status. From the beginning of school, he has always been a student.

"Xueba, great!"

Wu Zimo said that he, an ancient man living in the 21st century, would kill him if he learned all kinds of advanced knowledge about the current interstellar.

That's right, Wu Zimo's current era has developed to use the interstellar calendar, and AD has long since become history.

"The future is good, the future is great, at least don't worry about going to ancient times to eat, sleep, and wear."

Interstellar is good or not, all kinds of convenience, but there is one thing that makes Wu Zimo very painful, and this matter is also related to the death of the original owner.

"Sentinel guide, how can there be such a ferocious species that violates human evolution!?"

Five thousand years ago, the pace of human development began to move towards the interstellar. In the process of exploring the interstellar, mankind encountered various dangers and difficulties.Especially when humans explored the Alpha Galaxy, they encountered the common enemy of all races in the interstellar--

A different-dimensional life form with wisdom, the dimensional Zerg.

This kind of instinctive hunting of the dimensional Zerg encounters various life forms. They have powerful attack power alone, and are not inferior to the mechas developed by humans. More importantly, these dimensional Zergs also understand group activities.Faced with such a brutal enemy, mankind was hit hard during the interstellar expedition.

Humans have to shrink up and try every means to annihilate these dimensional Zerg.In the course of the battle, some human warriors suddenly aroused their superpowers, their physical functions are hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people, and the powerful among these people can tear mechs by hand.

These superpowers are called sentries, and the addition of sentries makes the balance between humans and the dimensional Zerg finally tilted.

However, the sentinel's ability is too powerful, making them often in a manic state. Although there is a relief from the potion, for the high-level sentinel, the potion has little effect.

And at this moment, a sentry who was in a manic state and was about to be blasted by the powerful energy, miraculously eased his mania because of his partner's spiritual comfort.

Precisely because of this, let the world know that those sentinels that only inspire mental power but are weak in combat power are actually another kind of supernatural power-guides.

The sentry has a strong fighting ability, and the spiritual power of the guide can comfort the sentry's mania.

The appearance of sentinels and guides allowed mankind to gain a firm foothold in the interstellar space again.At the same time, the combination of the sentinel and the guide is above the federal law.

But even if you know that the guide can appease the sentry, the awakening of the guide is too small. Looking at the entire interstellar calendar, the best ratio of sentry to guide is five to one, and the least one is twelve to one. Now it is generally seven to one. One floats up and down.

Because of the scarcity of guides, the guides who can awaken in the interstellar are very precious, so they are more divided by big forces.

The original owner is a student who is believed by the outside world to have a great chance of awakening as a guide at the age of eighteen.

It's not that the original owner doesn't want to be a sentry, but the sentinel generally awakens early. The earliest is four or five years old, and the latest is twenty. The sentry's awakening is also related to physical fitness.

Wu Zimo lowered his head and squeezed his arm, "Sure enough, are all sentries floating clouds..."

The original owner is indeed a Xueba, but the physical quality level is better than the lowest F in StarCraft, but E is no worse than the lowest F in the eyes of others.Therefore, everyone believes that the original Lord Awakening is definitely a precious guide.

The idea of ​​the original owner is the same. At the same time, many forces have already handed out olive branches to the original owner some time ago, and they will join them after the original owner awakens.

However, the reality has made a big joke to the original owner.

Three days ago, the original owner was 18th birthday.On that day, the original owner showed no signs of awakening. The expressions on the faces of those representatives who attended the original owner's birthday party in order to attract the original owner were colorful.

They were just ordinary people. Although they were academic masters, the world was like this. Those who saw high praises, bottomed out, and were jealous of the original masters who might awaken their guides and converged. Now the original masters have not awakened.Contempt for ridicule, Ming Li Anli's various verbal injuries during these three days have allowed the original owner to understand what human feelings are.

Even if he was just watching Wu Zimo, his teeth were tickled and he wanted to punch those guys who were looking for a kick, let alone the original owner.However, the death of the original owner was an accident, because the sad best friend actually took the lead in taunting himself, stumbled and hit the back of his head, and the original owner was gone.

Wu Zimo subconsciously touched the place where the back of his head was hit. It was a bit painful, but this time it was the life of the original owner, Wu Zimo didn't know what to say.

"In fact, the guide is not bad if you don't wake up, at least you don't have to worry about your little chrysanthemum..."