The aloof, sick, and noble young man who "has to be reckoned with in the world and the underworld" VS the "stingy" coder, who criticizes scientific research dogs like crazy
Yin Shu, the young master of the traditional Taoist family, is recognized as a peerless genius that is rare to see in three hundred years. He can channel spirits, inquire about ghosts, and figure out the mysteries of the world.
Yin Shu set up the seven-star array and made a divination for himself - the divination showed that he would die on his twenty-fourth birthday.
However, when Yin Shu was about to lay down the funeral arrangements, Ji Huaisheng, a programmer wearing a plaid shirt and holding a thermos cup, suddenly broke in and pressed the bloody corpse to the ground and rubbed it, tricking the ghost into spinning around.
"You... How did you do it?"
Yin Shu frowned slightly, his eyes showing confusion.
Ji Huaisheng came over with a thermos cup, his lenses reflecting the light: "What kind of evil ghost is there? The essence of resentment is an obsessive information flow. This is just a bug in natural science. Old girl, don't be superstitious, come here, come and find out about 996 Blessings?"
Yin Shu watched the man take out his mobile phone and open the office software, and suddenly felt that the sky above his head... Might collapse.
God said there should be light, and Ji Huaisheng said: "If you want me to work overtime, you have to give me double overtime pay, and I have to reimburse taxi fares when I go out to work, or I will file a complaint against you!"
When the whole city was suddenly shrouded in the strange rules of "balloon dolls with human heads", countless masters of metaphysics were helpless and just waited for death——
Without saying a word, Ji Huaisheng turned on the computer with his backhand: "The traceback is complete. This is the SQL error of the underlying database. When I change the code, disconnect the network and power, I will directly crash the database!"
Later, the ancient taboo object opened its groggy eyes, looking at the ravaged corpses, looking at the evil ghosts being squeezed dry, and looking at the only metaphysician who was sitting on the boss chair wearing a big gold chain and counting money crazily, but he was actually a civil servant.
"Who will tell me what's going on in this world?" [Forbidden Object·Despair. JPG]
Serving Guide:
1. 1V1, HE, double sex, super sweet, no abuse in the whole process.
2. Scientific dimensionality reduction to combat metaphysics, the whole process is high-energy and refreshing, and you won't be merciless in the face.
3. Attacked by a cold, sick, weak and metaphysical boss × attacked by a shady and stingy programmer
Concept: The collision of science and metaphysics