The more Ma Fan listens, the more he feels, the cooler he gets. The understanding ability of the secretary is not in the same category as that of us. We will not expect to absorb natural energy, electricity, nuclear energy, etc. In a while, we can eat gasoline, oil, etc., but can we drink it, but can we digest it after drinking it?

Let's talk about a different method, yes! It instigated us, a otakus who was a good student in childhood, to kill people. It's not one or two, 20 million! You have to line up and ask you to stab you with a small pencil sharpener. You have to stab you until the year of the monkey. Besides, in this harmonious society, can the police agree?

"Scheme 2: Manufacturing plug-in modules and replacing carriers with the load on some matrix super cores."

"Plugin?" Ma Fan became energetic when he heard this: "I am familiar with this thing! We often deal with this thing when playing games, how can we make it?"

The secretary did not answer, but the "circle" on Ma Fan's chest representing the crab shell flashed. After one light and one dark, a silver light was projected on the four-machine workstation in the room, Ma Fan used to play games: "Does the materials and elements required for matrix super core plug-in equipment be absorbed?"

"Computer?" Ma Fan was a little dumbfounded and walked over and touched several computers. But that's right. His ex was a silicon-based civilization thinking body. It should be a thing of similar nature to a computer. The spare parts in the computer may have the materials used for it. Although the configuration of several computers is a bit luxurious, Ma Fan didn't care about that much in order to save his life. He nodded quickly: "Confirm! Confirm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ring of silver light appeared on the crab shell on his chest, "sucking" the four-machine workstation, and "papa" tore off the wire and flew towards his chest. The electric flowers splattered everywhere. Ma Fan, who was so scared that he retreated, saw four monitors, four cases, and other messy things like mouse and keyboards quickly deformed and scattered, and threw them into the skin of his chest. His kung fu was gone in a flash!

"Ah? I'll eat it now?"

Ma Fan, who was scared away a few steps away, touched the skin on his chest in shock, which was the same as usual. So many things were eaten by him. Not to mention whether he could panic or not, could he digest it?

Before he could finish surprise, the crab shell on his chest lit up again, and a black metal block the size of a matchbox was spit out and fell into his hand. He picked it up and looked at it. This thing looked like a more science fiction mobile hard drive or mp4. "Only this thing can kill 20 million?" Ma Fan was a little disbelief.

"Each standard plug-in module can bear 0.001% operating pressure of the carrier."

Sure enough, I knew that it was not that good. The total value of these four-machine workstations was no less than 560,000 yuan, and they could only bear 0.001% of the pressure. Even if it was 50,000 yuan, it would take 1,000 yuan to bear 1% of the plug-in modules?

Ma Fan's eyes turned dark, that would be 50 million oceans!? If he wanted to reach 100%, he would have to earn 5 billion!!!

I almost threw the plug-in module in my hand and weakly held the computer desk in front of me and said, "Secretary... Do you have a pencil sharpener? I'll go out and stab someone now. It won't be a loss for stabbing one. I'll make a profit for two. When will the poke two be completed? If I don't stab enough, I will be caught by the police uncle. We two are shot together. Do you think it's like?"

It is estimated that the secretary also judged that this was difficult, and he was silent for a long time before a sentence emerged: "It is recommended to adopt the second plan."

"Go! Your Mom!'s second plan!" The angry trouble brother ran away and threw the plug-in module worth 50,000 yuan in his hand to the ground, making a loud "bang!" sound, jumping up and stomping on it, while cursing:

"Buy a life of 5 billion? Can I be worth so much? You alien bastard! Do you know how much is 5 billion? One dollar of steel? It weighs 6.3 grams, 5 billion steel? There are 31,500 tons in total! I can kill half of the Japanese when I airdrop it to Japan! You ask me to go there and get you 5 billion! Huh? When did my math be so good?"

Ma Fan, who was jumping up, suddenly got stunned, scratched his head a little strangely, suddenly came to his senses, and continued to be furious: "Damn! This is not important! You have the ability to get me a space warship! I'll sank the Japanese island for you. It's 130 million, you still have to find me 1! 1! 1! 1! 100 million!"

Ma Fan, who was swearing and panting, stopped, and the secretary's hard mechanical voice rang in his mind: "Please note! Before the new carrier is replaced or the plug-in module that is sufficient to bear the pressure of the carrier, drive the carrier to operate too strongly, otherwise it will cause the carrier to collapse early!"

Ma Fan, who had been staying for too long, suddenly exercised vigorously for a few times. He was no longer able to quarrel with his secretary. He opened his mouth half-dead and panted desperately: "Go...go...go...go...go...go...go, your mother's collapse! I don't have that much RMB! Do you understand? Touch zero! Banknotes! Currency! We have to buy things like this! Do you understand? Anyway, I don't have money, I'll just kill one. If I die, we can't escape! "As soon as his brother got angry, these words were quite tough.

The secretary was silent for a while: "How to obtain currency?"

"Make money? Damn! Do you know how long it takes to make 5 billion?"

Ma Fan finally breathed and wanted to find a cup to pour some water to drink. But he found that the cups in the house had already broken before. He had to be defeated by this alien old man and pulled the chair away. He sat down heavily, swallowed in difficulty and said, "If you want to make money, you have to work for others. Do you know how long it takes to earn 5 billion for me to work for others? Even if I don't eat or drink a year, I have to earn 1 million yuan, 5 billion yuan will earn 5,000 years! Damn! Another bird of human civilization was born!"

Speaking of making money, Ma Fan suddenly had a flash of brain as if he was so angry that he sat up straight, and said ecstaticly: "By the way! You bastard... no, that's that... secretary! Are you not an alien high-tech from the high-dimensional universe? The technology you master must be better than ours. You can use any technology, let alone 5 billion, you can get five trillion!?"

The secretary was silent for a while, as if even the cold and hard mechanical sound was filled with a bit of regret: "When the carrier was destroyed, the matrix super core was restarted and the database had been sealed. If you want to restart, you need to re-up the authority level in the matrix super core, and you can open the database after reaching the corresponding authority level..."

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Chapter completed!