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Chapter 103 File Six: Fate (11)
It is God's will controller!My mind went blank for a moment. Doomsday Studio is the last barrier for union members. Except for me, everyone who knows here is dead.How did he find this place and hack into the system?
Only a few seconds left is not enough for me to find out the truth. I only know that once the system is breached, all the secrets about the trade union will be leaked, and it will be easier for the other party to destroy us.

Thinking of this, I immediately jumped up and ran to the wall at a speed of [-] meters, and pressed the button.

"6..."

Huge concealed cabinets slide out.

"5..."

I grab an M4 automatic rifle from the weapons rack.

"4..."

Quickly load the magazine and pull the bolt.

"3..."

I raised the gun and pulled the trigger towards the computer host.

"2..."

"Da da da", a series of flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, and all thirty bullets shot into the computer mainframe in an instant.With a burst of electric sparks, all the pictures on the computer screen disappeared.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and finally prevented the other party's invasion, but the price was that I completely severed contact with the union.

What should I do next?If the other party can really control fate, I can't escape from his palm no matter what, but since I can escape many times, it means that there must be some places that he can't control.

According to my experience in the last two fights with Ban, although their abilities have an overwhelming advantage, as long as they find their shortcomings, they can still be defeated in one blow.

Where are the shortcomings of the providential controller?Since his ability is to control fate, why don't I find a fortune teller to guide me?Immediately I found someone in memory.

As I said before, I did a fortune-telling once, and that was before I broke up with Su Shiting.

That day I passed by the underground pedestrian passage in front of Baiyun Book City, and saw a boy who was a little older than me sitting on the ground.

The person sitting in the underground walkway is either a beggar or a street vendor, but there is no goods or tin cans for others to put change in front of this young man, but a dilapidated laptop computer in front of the computer. The words "Fate Prediction" are written in chalk.

I think his demeanor is not at all like those fortune tellers who go to the rivers and lakes to make a living, but more like a college student who can't find a job after graduation, so I took a few coins out of his pocket and put them on his laptop.

Although I hadn't graduated at that time, I also heard that it was becoming more and more difficult to find a job. No one knew if I would have a difficult day in the future. Since I can help him now, let's do it first.

I put down the change and left, but he stopped me from behind: "Please wait!"

"You're welcome!" I said to him.

Unexpectedly, he said with an angry face: "Since you have given me money, I should provide you with services. Do you think I am a beggar?"

"Service?" I said with a dumbfounded smile. "What service can you provide?"

The young man pointed to the writing on the ground and said solemnly: "I am a researcher of numerology."

"No, I don't believe in fortune tellers." I said contemptuously.

"You are a fourth-year student at S University, majoring in computer science. Your favorite thing to do is adventure. The breakfast you had this morning was soybean milk and scallion pancakes."

"You know me?" I was a little stunned now.

"As I said, I am a researcher of numerology." The man said proudly, "If you provide me with a few more parameters, I can also calculate your yearly fortune, love fortune, and even the color of the underwear you are wearing today."

I suddenly felt that this person was quite interesting. Although I don’t believe in fortune-telling, since I’m free now, it’s okay to tease him, so I walked back.

"What parameter is it? Is it the horoscope of birth?" A general fortune teller would ask for these types of data.

"Hey!" The man let out a smirk, "Do you still need to say that? I already figured it out from your walking posture. You were born on December 1986, 12, which happened to be the Ursids Minor meteor shower that happens once in a hundred years." Big explosion."

"Ha! This can also be calculated, so what other parameters do you have that you can't count and ask me to provide?" In this way, I am more sure that he knows me, and my birth date can be easily checked in the school files Now, I really want to hear what other lies he has behind him.

"The last ten call records in your phone."

"Phone records can also tell fortune?"

"Why not?" The man rolled his eyes. "The people who have been talking to you recently must be the people closest to you. They are all affecting your fate. Have you ever heard of the butterfly effect? ​​To calculate your fate accurately, The most important thing is the accuracy of the time coordinates, and the time on the phone call record is the most accurate."

"Okay, then let me do the math." I handed him the phone, my call records are not confidential anyway, let's see what he can make up.

"Well, seven of the ten call records belong to Su Shiting. Needless to say, she must be your girlfriend. The one at nine o'clock in the morning should be asking you for an interview..." The young man entered the data into his notebook while talking, and then typed Press the Enter key.A blue and white bar representing the progress of the calculation appeared on the screen, and the notebook fan made a terrible "humming" sound, looking overwhelmed.

"This notebook is a bit broken." The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead a little embarrassedly, "But it is really difficult to let it calculate the program that should be done by the server."

"Is there such a large amount of data?" I said with a dumbfounded smile. Those fortune tellers usually only need to pinch their fingers to determine the fate of others.

"If what a person sees, hears, and thinks every day is converted into data, how much data should a person's life have?" The young man asked me.

His question stumped me. Human eyesight is about the same as a 600-megapixel digital camera. The amount of data generated by our "eye" is about 2M, and the brain can accept up to 10 frames per second.Then, the amount of data we generate through our eyes in a day is 1687.5G. My mother, this is data that ten computer hard drives cannot hold.So a year, a lifetime, and what we hear and feel...

"I don't know!" I can't count anymore, my brain must "crash" after this calculation.

"Your horoscope is out!" The young man had already calculated the result, and turned the screen of the notebook to me, only to see an extremely complicated linear graph on the screen, with various parameters and parameters of unknown meaning distributed on it. coordinate.

"What is this?" Although I have studied advanced mathematics in college for several years, I can't understand it at all.

"I think you should break up with Su Shiting!" the young man said immediately.

"What?" That was the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard in my life.

"You will not have good results, not just her, you are the same with all girls. Your love life in this life will be very bumpy. Although there are many flowers, it is difficult to achieve a positive result. The more you invest, the more you will only hurt. Go deeper! Most importantly, the girl who fell in love with you will be hurt by it."

"Nonsense!" I couldn't help cursing. If I believed his nonsense, my life would be ruined. What makes me most angry is that he can mislead others like this without blushing or heartbeating. The look of righteousness.

"Sometimes fate is hard to accept, but it will not change because you are sad." The young man said calmly.

"Hmph, if you can count so accurately, you don't have to squat in this crappy place to make a living." I retorted.

The young man's face turned red all of a sudden, but the red tide faded quickly, revealing a face of bitterness and helplessness: "I said, fate will not be changed because of your sadness, this is my fate .”

"Thanks for the joke, but I won't believe it." I stood up and turned to leave.

"You'll come to me again!" he yelled from behind.

It's not so much that I don't believe what he said, it's better to say that I don't want to believe it.But now that all the prophecies have become reality, I can't help but believe it. Since fate cannot be escaped, why not take the initiative to understand it?
The underground sidewalk is still there, and some of the beggars and street vendors are still the same, but the young fortune-teller is gone.I asked a few people, and they all shook their heads blankly. The people who are here to make a living are just meeting by chance, so who would pay attention to others?
I couldn't find anyone, but it rained heavily again. I had nowhere to go, so I just sat down against the wall.As the night deepened, the vendors all closed their stalls and went home, and the homeless beggars also slept peacefully on the ground, leaving me alone with a lamp, full of thoughts.

I have encountered many adventures that ordinary people can't dream of, and I have some supernatural powers that ordinary people don't have. I thought that there were no difficulties in this world that I couldn't overcome. Now I realize that there are still many things that I don't understand and can't grasp.I really long for someone to guide me out of this maze of fate, but where is this person?

"Ding" A coin rolled over in the distance, and when it rolled in front of me, it turned in a circle and stopped with a "crash clatter".

I looked up in astonishment, and saw a man standing in front of me holding an umbrella.

"I said, you will come to me again." It's him, the numerology researcher!
I jumped up overjoyed and said excitedly: "I want to ask you for help!"

"You've caused a lot of trouble this time!" He said with a faint smile, "But, have you had plastic surgery? Why did your appearance change so much?"

I tore off the mask immediately, and I was completely convinced by the fact that he recognized me through the mask.

"Oh, so that's the case, tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" The man suddenly realized.

I couldn't wait to tell what happened to me, and the man stood there motionless after listening, as if he had turned into a puppet.

"Master, master!" I called out twice before waking him up from the "sedation".

He looked around blankly, only to see lightning flashing and thundering outside, and the lightning seemed to be rushing in from the entrance of the passage.

"It's over!" His hand loosened, and the umbrella fell to the ground.

"What's the matter?" From his reaction, I felt that something was wrong.

"I shouldn't be so curious," he said with a wry smile, "but this is also my fate, in, robbery, disaster, escape!"

"I can't hide anyway, so I'll tell you everything I know!" He slowly retreated to the wall and sat down against the wall.

"Smoking?" He fished a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

I shook my head, he lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, the passage was filled with unpredictable smoke.

"I didn't expect that there are still Tianyi masters in this world."

"Tianyi Master?" I have never heard of this term.

"Tianyi master is the highest level of fortune tellers in the legend. He can predict where it will land by throwing a piece of paper into the wind. If necessary, he can even change the direction of the wind."

"It's no wonder that the book of providence always falls into the hands of the person to whom it is delivered." I said suddenly, "but how did he do it?"

"Can you mentally calculate the 13th root of the two-hundred-digit number of pi?" the numerologist asked me.

"I can't even remember the two hundred decimal places after π zero, let alone the 13th root!" I said sweating profusely, who would be so bored to calculate these things?

"The world record for calculating the 13th root of two hundred digits is 77.99 seconds."

"77.99 seconds?" I couldn't believe my ears. Even if I entered the computer, it took more than this time. The person who can calculate the result in this time is really an inhuman monster!
As if the numerologist didn't think I was shocked enough, he added: "My record is 72 seconds."

I didn't know how to react other than opening my mouth wide. The fortune teller smiled slightly and said, "Even so, I still can't even get close to the God's Will Master. The real God's Will Master doesn't need and can't rely on it." computer."

"Why?" I don't understand this, "No matter how strong a person's mental arithmetic ability is, it is impossible to surpass a computer?"

"The computing speed of the computer is very fast, but the input speed is too slow, and the change of fate is in an instant. A real numerology expert can judge the key parameters and calculate the result just by looking at it."

"Is fate so difficult to calculate?" I asked puzzled, "I see those fortune tellers pinch their fingers and dial their abacus a few times at most, and they can calculate the fortune of a lifetime."

"Bah," the numerologist said disdainfully, "is that also called fortune-telling? Of course it is simple to calculate the great fortune of life based on a few initial values, but these great fortunes will be constantly affected by acquired variables since he was born. It is not easy to accurately calculate the fleeting years with the horoscope, but it is even more wishful thinking if you want to be accurate to the passing moon and passing day." He picked up the coin on the ground casually, "If I roll the coin forward, I have to calculate where it will stop. Next, what parameters need to be considered?"

"The force of your rolling, the angle, and the friction of the ground..." I pondered.

"There are also wind direction, air pressure, and temperature, which will all have an impact," the numerologist added, "and this is the simplest situation. Suppose it is daytime and there are constant streams of passers-by on the sidewalk, how many variables should be considered in the trajectory of the coin? ?”

"I understand, the fate of a person is like that coin! The strength of the hand and the friction of the ground are constants, just like the horoscope of a birthday, and external factors are variables. To accurately calculate the fate, you must count all the constants and variables. Go in." I used to think that fortune-telling was baseless metaphysics, but now hearing what he said, it is a rigorous science at all.

"That's right!" The numerologist nodded and said, "As the most complex individual in the world, people are affected by more variables than coins. A butterfly flapping its wings in Beijing may cause a chain reaction in New York. A storm. People in society are affected by the environment and other people every day, just like thousands of butterflies flapping their wings at the same time, and the variables produced are immeasurable."

"But if you master those variables, you can predict or even control your fate!" I said by analogy.

"It's possible in theory, but it's actually easier said than done." The numerologist said with a look of embarrassment on his face. "To change your destiny, first of all, your calculation speed must exceed the speed of time, otherwise by the time you calculate it, the time has passed and you will have no way to control it." We talked about it."

"With my skill, I can at least rank among the top five in China, but I can't even reach Liu Miao with all my strength, let alone go ahead." The fortune teller said dejectedly.

"But you clearly predicted that my love will be multi-faceted." I said puzzled.

"That's big luck, of course it's easy to calculate." The numerologist explained, "There are major and minor parameters that affect your fate. The forces that affect your feelings are very powerful, so powerful that they are almost unshakable, so I am sure Make judgments. But if I want to predict your fate in seconds and hours, I am beyond my powers, and I don't think anyone can do it."

"Why can Master Tianyi do it?" I asked puzzled.

"How do I know?" the fortune teller said loudly, as if not knowing is a matter of course, "That shouldn't be something humans can do at all."

"Then I can't get rid of his control?" I said dejectedly, since even this fortune teller can't save me, what else can I do?
"No!" The fortune teller flatly denied, "If anyone in this world can get rid of his control, that person must be you! Because your life is unique. I have done fortune-telling for 1984 people, but I've never met anyone as weird as you."

"What's weird?" Someone (even a ghost) had said I was "special" before, but I had no idea what I was special about.

"Since I did a fortune-telling for you, I have taken out your horoscope to study whenever I have time, but the results of every calculation are always slightly wrong. If there is a slight difference in fate, it will be a thousand miles away. But I calculated over and over again, and I can't find where the error is."

(End of this chapter)