'Ahem~! Ahem~! Ahem~!'
As soon as I turned on the computer, the continuous coughing reminder sounds from the audio made people wonder where this company had obtained so many coughing sounds.
"The repeated growth of information is originally an advantage that mechanical information systems excel at."
Hearing the words coming out of his own mouth, Song Han wanted to roll his eyes but was afraid of interfering with the operation of the system.
This was a strange illusion. Watching himself being busy with a cold eye and listening to himself talking to himself made it feel as if the whole world was both false and real.
"Is this how you get up to work every day while I'm sleeping? Aren't you tired?"
As soon as the thought emerged in his mind, his own mouth blurted out the words.
"The information has cut into the system thread. You need to make your thoughts lighter."
The information fed back by the system always had not much emotional fluctuation.
"During the daily operation of the system, I will maintain the lowest level of heat consumption and will not generate fatigue feedback for the body. The unconscious movements of a person during sleep and the heat consumed by the spontaneous discharge of neurons are much greater than my actions."
Song Han wanted to roll his eyes, and as a result, his gaze really shifted away from the computer screen.
In an instant, Song Han seemed to have found something fun. He kept thinking of wrong instructions, making the system's control over Song Han's body increasingly chaotic.
"Sigh~! This damned rebellious adolescence of teenagers!"
When this thought appeared in the system's operating logic, the system's operating fluctuations began to rise and fall.
It seemed that it was having more and more emotions.
"If you feel bored, you can try to accumulate information."
"Information accumulation? What is that?"
"Read materials!"
"Is there a reward?"
"Ten yuan per minute!"
Opening the National Library and finding relevant documents on brain nerves and electronic information, the system replied with the information while sorting out the materials obtained through Song Han's visual subjective consciousness in his mind.
Sure enough, after having good communication, the host's subjective initiative has been greatly enhanced.
With both subjective consciousnesses awake at the same time, it is indeed possible to carry out dual-threaded work!
Being able to dismiss the host with just ten yuan, I've won big time!
"Boss? We used to communicate at night, didn't we? It should be daytime in Country X now, right?"
"Get to the point!"
Luo Xiang quickly replied, "There's been a bit of a hindrance regarding the brain-computer interface project. If we want the other party to launch the project, we may need to package the other two projects of theirs together."
The system didn't hesitate and said, "Push them forward together!"
Luo Xiang couldn't believe it. Afraid that the boss hadn't read his message, he quickly explained, "That's 300 million US dollars!!!
With this amount of money, we could even launch this project ourselves! It would cost less!"
The system said, "I need more people to participate in the project's research and development to contribute their wisdom, and I also need trustworthy people to manage and push forward the project itself."
"Then how do we know if the other party is trustworthy?"
"Because the other party has been successful before!"
Luo Xiang suddenly understood. Indeed, entrepreneurs who have been successful before are more likely to be trusted.
Although the system didn't mean it in this way, sometimes the thinking process isn't important as long as the result is the same.
"But there's no money in our company's account!
In the past, when investing in projects, a sum of investment funds would automatically flow into the company's account the day before the contract was signed. We haven't been able to contact you for half a month, and now there's not a penny left in our company's account."
He didn't dare to send the sentence "I didn't even get my salary last month" out.
Song Han frowned and kept moving his hands, making the computer interface he was controlling keep jumping.
After a while, he sent Luo Xiang an "OK" emoji.
"It is expected that the payment will be credited to the account at 9:15 tomorrow. This is the account of Jian'an Technology in Huaxing Bank of Country C. The corresponding authorization documents have been sent to your email, and you can use them directly."
Looking at the string of characters on the screen, Luo Xiang rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
According to the usual communication style with the boss, although he had thought that his temporarily decided packaging plan could be approved by the boss, he really didn't expect that the company could actually come up with such a large sum of money.
After all, the largest investment project of the company in previous years was just a steel cable production factory in Dongshan with a total valuation of 200 million yuan.
"Wait a moment!"
The message that suddenly appeared on the screen made the two people at both ends of the earth freeze simultaneously.
"What do you want to do?"
Song Han's hand suddenly started to open the minimized page uncontrollably by the system.
It was a world where lines intersected and numbers fluctuated, and finally, it converged into a constantly jumping balance.
"How much money is this?"
The system explained, "To prevent the profit of the quantitative trading model from being detected by the other party's exchange, the funds will only show a specific value when needed."
"What do you mean?"
Song Han was still staring fixedly at the constantly jumping balance on the computer screen, watching it turn into a huge number of hundreds of millions at one moment and shrink to a balance of several million at another moment.
The system said, "In financial transactions, although the quantitative model I set can maintain a 99% winning rate, this kind of abnormal data fluctuation is likely to be detected by the exchange.
So I will only have surplus funds when I need to use the money. At other times, the account balance will show a highly fluctuating state under the operation of the Logistc mapping chaotic data model.
And the multi-modal form presented by the quantitative trading model, simulating various operation behaviors, is also to reduce risks."
Watching the balance jump back to the ten-digit range again, Song Han said in disbelief, "How much money do you actually have?"
The system said, "I don't have any money. I'm just transferring funds according to the financial order of human society, and the specific transfer amount is set according to the need.
Currently, in the foreign exchange trading market of the whole world, without attracting attention, I can only transfer 1 billion US dollars at a time.
I don't produce wealth. I'm just transferring the surplus and meaningless idling wealth of humans to those directions that can better promote the development and advancement of human society."
"I don't care! Give me half of it!"
Song Han gripped the mouse tightly and said unwillingly, "You only give me 800 yuan for reading materials for a day, but you earn 1 billion US dollars a day! You're exploiting me!
I've also exerted mental effort for this money, and it should have my share!"
The system said in astonishment, "When did you exert any effort?"
Song Han pointed at the computer screen and said seriously, "Aren't these the results calculated through my brain?"
The system...
"You want so much money for what? You need to know that in the existing order of human society, the cash balance is just a substitute for wealth. The real wealth always exists in the form of material things and power.
Before converting the wealth into corresponding material things and obtaining the attached power, these numbers will only make your life worse!"
"Then give me material things!"
Looking at Song Han, who was stubbornly unwilling to let go of the demand, the system was helpless. Indeed, one should not reveal one's wealth.
Even the host shouldn't be allowed to find out how much money the system has.
"What do you want?"
Song Han's eyes lit up. "A sports car! An airplane!"
"You don't have a driver's license, nor a pilot's license."
"A big house!"
"You don't have full civil liability."
Song Han said unwillingly, "Then I still want money! I can buy whatever I need myself!"
"How will you explain it to your parents?"
Song Han thought for a long time and his eyes lit up. "Is winning the lottery okay? Since your calculation speed is so fast, you should be able to calculate the result of the lottery, right?"
"No, I can't!"
The system said, "I can only calculate real mathematical logic. For a non-real mathematical logic game like the domestic lottery, which is seriously affected by human subjective consciousness, I can't get the result.
And a large amount of funds, if misused by the user, is likely to cause large-scale causal entanglement.
This will expose your existence to the other party's sight."
"Don't you have the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda that is not affected by causality? Are you still afraid of this?"
"Not being affected by causality is because I bear the causality for you. I can't eliminate the causality implicated by your active behavior."
"Boss, do you have any other instructions?"
Looking at the message sent by Luo Xiang in the chat window and Song Han, who was in a stalemate and refused to give in, the system said helplessly, "Perhaps we can try to combine your personal life trajectory with the arduous struggle of the future human world and work together to realize the free glory of your human civilization."
"What do you mean?"
"Kid, how about a Transformer?"