There is an uninterrupted independent air conditioner in the computer room, which keeps the temperature of the computer room clean room at 24 degrees all year round. In fact, the server in the computer room is not a great thing. It is just a small group of servers. The real large server is in the computer room of the company's headquarters. It is just a branch node, which is connected to the company's internal virtual network using a dedicated network.

Therefore, the maintenance of the server is very simple. After Yang Xiaofan was invaded by the "virus", it was the first time that he saw a relatively clean place, which is worthy of being a clean room, and there is no mold spots and rust here.

Yang Xiaofan carefully checked the status lights of the server and network switches, checked various operating data, carefully wrote the records on the duty record, and then looked back at Shi Wenxin, who was like a worm, and said helplessly:

"Can you do what you should do? What do you always do with me?"

"Let me see if you are really sick. How can you say that you give up online games? You promised to be friends together?"

"I'm tired of it, can't it be? I've grown up and I know that it's meaningless to be immersed in online games. That world is just a trick of cheating money by unscrupulous businessmen. Indulging in it will only make us degenerate continuously. Therefore, I decided to withdraw from online games and protect our emotional intelligence! Shitou, for the sake of a brother, come and look at my lips and tell me, withdraw from online games and protect our emotional intelligence, and say it!"

"Get out of here! Traitor! You are a traitor, I hate you!"

Shi Wenxin opened the hand that pressed Yang Xiaofan on his shoulder, and ran away with tears of grief and anger. Yang Xiaofan grinned silently.

Although these words were all made by Yang Xiaofan to fool Shi Wenxin, it seems to make sense to think about it carefully now, especially in this era when merchants have no bottom line, online games are no longer online games in the traditional sense, but evil gold-absorbing tools that are cleverly disguised. Perhaps it is not bad to be forced to withdraw from online games.

Yang Xiaofan carefully glanced around. He was actually a little worried whether something like a flying cockroach would pop up. Fortunately, there was no such thing here, and it seemed that he had never seen it during the day.

After making the record, Yang Xiaofan closed the record book with satisfaction and turned around, but found a tall figure standing behind him, which scared him into a cold sweat. Damn, isn't this a Taurus aunt? How could she appear behind her back quietly? How could her metal boots not make a sound? This is unscientific!

Yang Xiaofan subconsciously looked around and saw that this place was a dead place, and there was no place to hide. Yang Xiaofan resisted the urge to call for weapons and kept hypnotizing himself in his heart.

"Not afraid, no fear, she is passive attack type, passive attack type..."

Finally, a hint of pride and narrow-mindedness appeared in the eyes of the Tartar Aunt. Yang Xiaofan was surprised. How could there be such rich emotions in the eyes of these targets? They are just illusions of will. Are they real emotions conveyed by the emotions of the ontology? But, how did the ontology do this instant reaction? Can the ontology see everything that happened here?

Yang Xiaofan immediately rejected his idea. It was obvious that the old woman Yin Xiuyu didn't know all this, and it was impossible to know that these were just brain illusions formed by viruses in the brain that interfered with their five senses. No matter what, it was impossible to feed all this into the subject's brain, and the virus did not live in the old woman's brain.

When Yang Xiaofan thought about this, he diverted his attention and forgot the threat of the boss in front of him. Seeing that Yang Xiaofan ignored him, the Tartar turned around and left boredly. This time, Yang Xiaofan noticed that the footsteps were simply a prank made by the auxiliary device in his mind.

Yang Xiaofan exhaled, and also remembered that he must not believe in the sound of footsteps. If there is something, there is nothing. Generally speaking, if there is something, there is something when you see her walking, and if there is nothing when you can't see it, there is nothing. This kind of spoof is definitely the designer's perverted psychology at play.

After lunch, Yang Xiaofan went to the canteen on the eighth floor to have lunch. Today, he walked out of the office, but did not open the mobile network card and swipe the game as usual.

When Yang Xiaofan walked out, the three people in the office immediately got together.

"Minister, you can see that this guy is definitely having a problem. I suspect he is ill and confused. Otherwise, let's let him go home for sick leave."

Minister Jiang pinched his chin and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "This...is a little different, but maybe as he said, he has awakened, and people often say that he is enlightened..."

"No, minister, I think mortals have cleanliness..."

"While you go, what nonsense, and you have a cleansing habit? This has something to do with him not playing online games. He could not help but go to work and always had to secretly brush a book, but now he has changed his mind and doesn't open netizens after get off work. This is unscientific!"

Minister Jiang frowned again and thought: "Well, it makes sense, but it's good not to play online games. Forget it, let's observe it first, eat, eat!"

"Oh, let's have a meal!"

Foodie Lin Huixin jumped up happily, throwing her upset that she had just scolded by Shi Wenxin, grabbed her own private cartoon tableware, and rushed out like wind. She was so embarrassed that she had endured it for so long, just to discuss these completely unreliable things with Shi Wenxin.

Minister Jiang also walked out staggeringly. Shi Wenxin depressedly made a gesture of contempt behind the two of them, and then he left the office hatefully.

......

Yang Xiaofan tried hard to resist the urge to kill the flying cockroach in the corner of the wall. It turned out that this thing would appear during the day. Seeing this target, Yang Xiaofan's hand was a little itchy, and he always had the idea of ​​wielding a knife to kill the thief. However, this place was in public, and Yang Xiaofan didn't want people to think that he was mentally ill.

To be honest, my own changes have become too obvious, at least it has aroused Shi Wenxin's suspicion. If you are not careful, it is easy to have problems.

Yang Xiaofan was right. At this time, Shi Wenxin was not far behind Yang Xiaofan. While he was lying on the food without knowing it, he focused on Yang Xiaofan. He firmly believed that Yang Xiaofan had a problem. If he wasn't sick, then this guy was a fake. Perhaps his skin was Yang Xiaofan, and his flesh was already something other alien creature.

Seeing that Yang Xiaofan always stared at a corner of the wall with gritted teeth, it seemed that something existed there. Shi Wenxin looked curiously, but he really couldn't understand what Yang Xiaofan was looking at. Could it be that there was something invisible there? Or, there was hallucination in Yang Xiaofan's eyes. He was really sick? Mental illness?!

There was another pair of bright eyes that followed Yang Xiaofan, that was Yin Xiuyu. Yin Xiuyu also felt Yang Xiaofan's changes. In the morning, Yang Xiaofan gave her a completely different feeling, so she paid special attention to Yang Xiaofan when she was at work. Of course, she would also patrol quietly, just like the tauren aunt did.

However, today, she paid more attention to Yang Xiaofan, but strangely, Yang Xiaofan, who usually plays games or mobile phones online whenever he has the opportunity, is actually working hard today, and is in a daze at other times, no, thinking about something, and sometimes writing something on paper. She is very curious, but she still gives up the idea of ​​finding the waste paper thrown into the wastebasket. It would be too strange to do that.

She also saw Yang Xiaofan's strange behavior. Her position was better. She could see the excitement and desperate expression in Yang Xiaofan's eyes suppressing some impulse, and could also see his eyes staring at something that did not exist. Yin Xiuyu even had some doubts whether there was really something invisible moving in the corner.

After repeatedly confirming that there was indeed nothing in the corner, Yin Xiuyu was also a little worried. Could it be that Yang Xiaofan was really sick? However, this disease is probably not as simple as diarrhea, but mental illness?

Yang Xiaofan thought he had concealed it well, but didn't he know that there were two people who thought they might be mentally ill. At this time, Yang Xiaofan finally resisted the impulse, stood up and walked out with the tableware, walked to the door, opened the tableware into the collection box, and then grinned at the tauren aunt standing opposite the door of the canteen, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Behind him, Shi Wenxin quickly got up and followed, while Yin Xiuyu frowned and thought about something.

'Bang'

With a slight burst, a flying cockroach was finally hit by Yang Xiaofan accurately, and then turned into a few starlights. Yang Xiaofan sighed comfortably. He found that he was actually addicted to fighting. What's going on?

"Assistant, does the auxiliary device interfere with the secretion of brain hormones?"

"This is a strictly forbidden action, but it cannot be completely eliminated."

“I mean, will it lead to mental addiction?”

“Absolutely not.”

Yang Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief, but the assistant still had some information.

“Unless the host’s willpower is extremely low.”

Yang Xiaofan frowned. What does this mean? Is he the one with extremely low willpower?

"You, what were you doing just now?"

Yang Xiaofan turned around in surprise, and Shi Wenxin's face was exposed in the gap between the stairs on the railings. Obviously, he had just squatted there and watched Yang Xiaofan come. The process of Yang Xiaofan angrily killing the flying cockroach must have been completely seen.

Yang Xiaofan blinked: "What are you doing? Do you practice boxing? I think practicing martial arts is also a good choice. It is better than sitting in front of the computer every day. At a young age, there are periarthritis of shoulder, elbow arthritis and cervical spondylosis. How about it? Let's not talk about eating alone, let's practice martial arts together. I'm going to go to the fitness center in my community to register for free fighting."

Yang Xiaofan said half-truely, he really has this plan, fighting is to save his life! Skills are undoubtedly very important.

Shi Wenxin squatted on the floor with half belief and half doubt, looking at Yang Xiaofan through the railing. After holding it in for a long time, he finally made a weak complaint: "Are you sick?"
Chapter completed!