Chapter 657: Night game members whose talent points are off track (Part 1)

Pulling the thick curtains, in the entire dark and opaque room, the teenager squatting on the chair looked at Fang Ran grabbing his shoulder, and he was in a daze.
"You...you are Fang Ran...!?"
Finally interrupted the opposing party’s masochistic monologue. Seeing him as if calmed down, Fang Ran let go and replied:
"It's me, so you are the "anonymous" in the group?"
Then I found out that the other party's disheveled hair and big glasses frame is a soft girl-like face, and it is estimated that he has been in this dark environment for a long time, and his skin is the kind of white that boys don’t have. He pointed to himself. Letters on pajamas.
"You can call me by name."
"To (ai)? (°??°)?"
Fang Ran looked at the letter I on his pajamas and was shocked that someone named it after the letter on his pajamas.
"That... my name is 约 (yāo) tower"
"Uh... it sounds like it is..."
Seeing that the other party was silent for a while and said his name, Fang Ran suddenly remembered with shame that Ye Sheng, Resuscitation, and Young Master seemed to call them like this. At the same time, he vaguely remembered hearing which of his teachers had said...
"I am Fang Ran, you should already know me."
Feeling embarrassed, Fang Ran, who was trying to pull the topic back, saw him squatting on the chair and replied.
"Well... because I heard that you ran away from home some time ago..."
(Speechless)...I mean you should already know that I'm coming to pick you up,
Do it, it's really good not to go out, bad things spread thousands of miles...
"That... there is a reason, cough, anyway, since you know who I am, let's go, sister Ye Sheng asked me to pick you up and go back to the night game first."
"Oh...I don't."
"Okay, then we come out now...what did you just say?"
The turning motion was stunned for a moment, Fang Ran slowly turned back to look at Yota who was squatting on the chair silently.
Then I saw him holding the back of the chair like a sloth, and staring at it silently repeating:
"I do not."
Fang Ran stared at Yota, who was holding his arms around the back of the chair.
The room was silent for three seconds...
In the next second, suddenly, he used the strength of suckling, grabbing the Jota, who was tightly hugged on the back of the chair, and pulled it back!
"Stop talking nonsense! Get up quickly! This is sister Ye Sheng asked me to arrest you and go back. The national war is about to begin. Do you know what are you going to do in front of such a big event, and...doing it! Set on the ground!"
"Even if you are a companion in the night game, you can never want to drag me out of this room. There is still four days before the national war begins. I will never go out early, although I am very sorry that Ye Sheng has been taking care of me. , But sorry, please allow me to be absent for this event."
In stark contrast to Fang Ran, who grabbed him hard and pulled him back, Jota, who hugged the back of his seat tightly, continued to answer with a voice of moldy black bread.
One minute later...
"Huh...haha...ha..."
Fang Ran, who had just recovered from a serious injury, supported her knees and stared at Yota, who was still holding her back with a twitching corner of her mouth.
Forget the chair set on the ground, the safety belt with code lock is too much...
"You are forcing me to use strong means to take you away."
Fang Ran, who had no choice but to help her forehead, sighed that the severe Autism Society feared the computer house is really difficult, and at the same time issued an ultimatum to the weak teenager in front of him.
"If you want to use abilities, even if the abilities can only be used for computer virtual networks, there is no actual combat power at all, and social fears can only be shrunk at relatives’ homes like bugs. I’m so sorry to think that people like me are alive. ...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!...and will also fight back against you as much as possible...
Then I saw Jota, who was holding the chair like a sloth, shuddered, bald and bald again, a long series of nervousness, even the punctuation was gone, and he even shrank back when he bit his tongue. Seeing Fang Ran emphasized.
Seeing him vigilant as a hamster preparing to bite, Fang Ran rolled his eyes helplessly.
Don't you want to go out so much...
But looking at the dimly closed room at the moment, except for the weak hamster-like owner, all kinds of unknown machines and cables piled together, and the double-digit screen including the only physical display, The black program is scrolling obscure and complicated code on the interface,
The sense of sight of the top hackers rushing to the face made Fang Ran who is a computer learner swallow slightly. It is not difficult to imagine what a technologist with the ability to invade like a hacker can do. A complex look:
"You don't want to steal my bank account and donate all my money to the disaster area, but my mother hasn't paid me money this month. I don't have five hundred in my card now."
"No... That's illegal..."
Listening to Fang Ran casually uttering a possibility, Jota grabbed the back of the chair and drew back weakly, making Fang Ran speechless. Why did this guy move like a girl? The next second, I heard him move away. A low voice of sight:
"I'm thinking if you use tough methods, I will publish the resources saved in your Baidu cloud disk to your class group and our night game group."
Fang Ran: "..."
(silence--)
"Have you seen my Baidu cloud disk?"
"No, but Sister Orange told me that if they were bullied by boys of the same age at school, they would threaten them even though I don't go to school..."
"Eh! Both of us are companions in the night game! What's more rare are boys of the same age. We are such good brothers, how can I use tough methods to take you away! Do you think that!?"
"Oh oh oh..."
Although I don't quite understand why, but seeing Fang Ran seemingly dismissed the idea of ​​using tough methods, Jota was a little relieved.
The hard one seems to be no good, it seems that only the soft one...
He sighed speechlessly and helplessly, and looked at the projection screens that were constantly scrolling the codes. The printed letters and letters of various colors on the dark background were arranged in a way that was difficult for laymen to understand. Although in the programming class I have also studied JAVA, C and the like, but as a scumbag, I can't understand such advanced programs with more than one screen.
Looking at this, two curtains were drawn. It was obvious that the 19th floor should be a well-lit room. Fang Ran wondered how he could catch the weak hamster in front of him, and moved to his side and looked at the projections. In the above virtual screen, I decided to put it almost like:
"By the way, what are you doing in such a dark place all day?"
And unlike that ‘playboy’, I didn’t see your waters,
By the way, is your sense of presence in the night game too thin...?
"Although I am really nervous, dizzy, or even severely vomiting when facing strangers, I know all day long that I can’t find a place to live without my uncle’s help, even if I leave my shit. The awakening scene ability can only be used in places like computers without combat effectiveness..."
"Stop! Don't press your own depression switch... I was asking you just now, what do you do at home every day?"
"I chase a dream that can be realized by a socially dreaded person like me every day at home, and strive to realize my self-worth as a person in society~EbookFREE.me~ I hope that one day I will also can...."
"speak English."
"Oh, I'm writing about the Internet."
"What? It turns out that you stay at home all day...huh?"
Hearing his answer, Fang Ran, who was preparing for a common acceptance, almost flickering him out of the second step, suddenly stunned, then silently turned his head and looked at him and asked:
"Are you talking about what you were doing just now?"
"I'm writing about the Internet."
Fang Ran: "..."
You lean towards the technological capabilities of computer virtual networks, driving a bunch of virtual screens in a small dark room, a high-tech style of cracking secret security systems,
As a result, you told me you were writing about the Internet! ?