Reborn in 2010, the AI ​​in my mind is too powerful.

After a good night's sleep, Chen Yiran opened her eyes and glanced at her phone; it was already afternoon.

"Jasmine, order some food."

I don't yet have the ability to physically connect to external networks; we need to work hard to develop a brain-computer interface as soon as possible.

"Sigh, it really can't compare to other people's cheat codes."

After getting up and washing her face, Chen Yiran quickly turned on her computer and logged into GitHub.

267 stars, then refreshed, 268.

I quickly opened Hacker News.

The post has been featured on the homepage.

It's ranked around seventh or eighth, with 438 points and 186 comments.

"Holy crap, these stats are pretty good! I'm so strong, Jasmine!"

Yes, you're amazing.

"I get the feeling that your words are sarcastic."

Scrolling down, most of the comments were technical discussions, such as "BeautifulSoup's selectors are not elegant enough", "Why not use Scrapy", and "Concurrency models can be optimized".

One comment caught his attention. An account named paulgraham liked the post. More importantly, it received high praise, had many followers, and seemed to belong to a prominent figure.

A few others directly asked for contact information to discuss cooperation.

The email inbox is even more outrageous, with 47 unread emails.

He skimmed through the messages and found several from technical leaders of small companies who said they found the code interesting and asked if he was interested in discussing it. Two messages claimed to be from journalists who wanted to conduct interviews. One message was from a website called "AngelList," inviting him to join.

Chen Yiran did not reply immediately. This was his first time leaving the mountain, and he was not yet clear about Jasmine's future strength.

Besides, he's going to school tomorrow, so he needs to behave himself for a few days first.

Chen Yiran closed most of the emails, leaving only two that seemed valuable marked. One was a like from someone named paulgraham, and the other was from a small data service company saying they needed a web crawler tool internally.

Then, for some problematic comments, we directly asked the expert Jasmine to reply.

[That encoding is the default behavior in Python 2; you need to manually specify UTF-8. I did miss the robots.txt part; I'll fix it later.] Jasmine paused.

The first battle went fairly smoothly, so Chen Yiran decided to take a break today and first open the ATNT website to finalize the international long-distance package.

In his past life, he used calling cards for the first two months of his life because he was scammed by a shady ATNT employee.

The way to use that card is as follows: First, dial a local 800 toll-free access number, wait for the voice prompt, then enter a PIN code of more than ten digits on the phone keypad, and finally enter a Chinese number.

It took almost a minute of back and forth before the phone finally started timing.

There's also a hidden connection fee; it deducts one yuan for each successful connection, even if the other party doesn't answer. The signal quality is terrible, and dropping the call is commonplace. Once, the call dropped after less than five minutes, and when I called back, I found three yuan less in my account.

The claim that it costs three yuan for five minutes or one cent per minute is a scam.

He later learned that those calling cards were specifically designed to prey on international students, and they didn't sell very well; they were basically just a way to rip off people who had just arrived in the United States.

Cards with face values ​​of $5 or $10 may seem cheap, but in reality, they cost two to three times more than making a direct payment.

I will never make this mistake again in my life.

I added an international calling plan to my account online. Now, besides a few dollars monthly fee, the call charges a few cents per minute. I remember back in 17, it was basically unlimited calling.

I glanced at the time; it's winter time now, and there's a 13-hour time difference between the US East Coast and China. It's only a little past 4 a.m. in Beijing; my parents definitely haven't gotten up yet.

He had no choice but to eat first. Newark was a village, so there wasn't much to eat, and the worst part was that he didn't have a car.

Fortunately, although food delivery apps weren't that popular at the time, a few companies had already started experimenting with them.

Just as Chen Yiran opened Google and was about to do a search, something occurred to her, and she asked herself in her mind.

What was the name of the first food ordering website I used in Delaware in my past life?

【Campusfood】

Yes, jasmine is quite useful.

Upon opening the website, Chen Yiran was instantly overwhelmed with countless memories—all of which were the junk food he had been eating for four years.

Following my memory, I opened Pat's Pizzeria and ordered a cheese steak.

This is one of the few delicious dishes in American cuisine, but it's true, beef and cheese, even if you just fry it a little, will not taste bad.

The restaurant is not far away; the food was delivered in 20 minutes.

After a satisfying meal, Chen Yiran glanced at the time and called her parents.

The call connected after two beeps; I could tell the other end was also waiting for his call.

"Feed? Yiran?"

"Mom, let's try the new phone. How's the sound quality?"

"Okay, okay, I understand. Are you doing well in the US? Have you settled in yet?"

"Everything's ready. We've found a place to stay and bought the furniture."

"Do you have enough money? I'll transfer some money to you this afternoon. Each person can only exchange $50,000 a year. I'll exchange mine first and transfer it to you. If not, hurry up and buy a car. I saw online that people say you can't do anything without a car. It's so cold now, you can't even ride a bike to school."

"Okay, the card hasn't arrived yet. I need to pay my tuition online today, so I'll have to use my credit card first. I also bought a computer recently, which cost over two thousand, so don't forget to pay it back."

"Computers are so expensive! Okay, go ahead and buy one if you need it. How much cash do you have left?"

"I only spent less than a thousand in cash. I bought a phone and some clothes at the mall yesterday. I didn't dare to take it all with me. Nobody carries that much cash. Carrying a few hundred is already a lot. Once I have a card, I don't want to carry cash anymore. I said I didn't need to carry 5. It seems like nobody carries that much cash."

"It's okay, just keep it at home. What if there's a problem with the bank card someday? You can't get by without cash. Besides, this isn't the one your grandma exchanged back then, so you don't need the current credit limit."

After the mother finished speaking, the father rambled on for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Chen Yiran put down his phone and glanced at the class schedule that ELI had given him.

ELI's classrooms are very scattered throughout the campus, with classrooms here and there.

His class was pretty good; it was at 108 E. Main Street, in a building on the main street.

There's a school bus stop right downstairs from his apartment. He can take the free school bus to the main campus fire station, which is only a few minutes' walk away.

Level 6, the highest level. Four subjects are taught in rotation: reading, writing, grammar, and listening/speaking.

I feel like I'm wasting my time, but I can't not go.

The next morning at eight o'clock, Chen Yiran went out, bundled up tightly.

There were already seven or eight people standing on the bus stop platform. Two Asian students were whispering to each other, and the rest were of various races.

There was no one on the bus. Chen Yiran found a seat, and after only three songs in her headphones, they arrived at the main campus.

After walking for a few minutes, we reached the main street. Our destination was an inconspicuous three-story red brick building—this was where Chen Yiran had completed her Level 5 exams in her previous life. We encountered several international students carrying ELI documents along the way, exchanged a few words, and then found the office together.

The language center at the University of Delaware has extremely small class sizes. Basically, one teacher teaches a maximum of ten students, and most often only seven or eight.

There were only eight people in Chen Yiran's Level 6 class this time. Four of them, including him, were of Asian appearance. Of the remaining people, one was from the Middle East, and the other two were not very clear. They were probably from South America.

The teacher was a white woman in her forties, with short hair and glasses. She spoke quite fast, which she did on purpose. At this level, the teaching is different from that at lower levels; you have to adapt to a normal speaking speed.

The first lesson should, in theory, consist of a group of self-introductions.

After the class, the only person Chen Yiran was really impressed with was a Saudi Arabian student sitting next to him. His accent was terrible, but he was very outspoken and would raise his hand to answer any question.

I ate some pig feed at the school cafeteria for lunch, and then endured two classes in the afternoon before hurriedly taking the school bus home.

He entered the room amidst a trail of flames and lightning, and turned on the computer.

HN's post is still on the homepage, with over 600 points and more than 300 comments. His GitHub stars have also risen to over 400.

Many more people are sending private messages asking to contact me.

"Jasmine? Can this be sold for money? How much can it fetch?"

This is an open-source project, so it doesn't have much market value. However, many people are optimistic about our technology and are offering us investments or positions within their companies.

"Forget it, that's too much trouble. I do have a few tricks for making money."

I know you're planning to go back to your old ways and trade parallel cars. It's 2010 now, and while BMW, Mercedes, and other automakers have contracts prohibiting dealers from selling cars to exporters, enforcement isn't very strong. We can…

"Stop! Isn't it possible that I don't need you to remind me?"

I can give you the phone number of Manager Wang from the Tianjin company that you contacted during your sophomore year, in 2012. You probably don't remember this number.

"..."

[Later, you mostly contacted people via WeChat, WhatsApp, Instagram, etc., and you probably don't remember their specific phone numbers anymore. You need my help...]

"Stop! What do you know! If you just make a phone call, how can you explain where the call came from? People will think you're a scammer, trying to set up a trap. Besides, if you overthink it, someone might come and dissect you! So, I didn't mean I couldn't remember; I meant I wanted to avoid that situation. I have better ways."

I'm guessing you'll use Google search.

Hmph, Chen Yiran stubbornly opened Baidu search.