We Are Extremely Beautiful

Xu Anting created a formula, She can collect a large amount of data from the Internet and calculate the real future direction through formulas. She called it an outline. Because there is actually nothing interesting about this world. Therefore, when people live, they usually take the path that they 'should' take the most. Then he should die honestly. She was peacefully thinking that she could rely on that big book to calculate step by step until she died of old age. But I haven't bought the tombstone yet. The charter was not even 20% progressed when suddenly a Trojan horse began to forcibly invade her database. Trojan Ji Chengli: "... Will you hold hands, young lady?" Xu Anting: "..." I'm depressed, I'm a genius. I don't have any feelings.