"I can finally be independent."

In the end, Huang Ji got on the train to the Magic City.

Although school started in September, Fan Lingli and Zheng Xuan would go back to work within this week, so on April 20, the three of them took a bus to the Magic City together.

Since he is going to go to school, it is better to adapt to life in YC City early. They think Huang Ji may not understand some basic social common sense, so he plans to let him live in the Demon City for four months first and get familiar with it.

Of course, Huang Ji raised his hands to agree. He was not here to go to school, he just wanted to get out.

"Let Huang Ji live with you. You are so idle in your daily life, teach him more." Fan Lingli said.

"This..." Zheng Xuan was a little embarrassed. His real profession was a hacker. Although Huang Ji was slightly mentally retarded, he still felt that it was inconvenient to bring him to live.

"Let him rent a house again."

Fan Lingli shook her head and said, "What? She promised that her grandfather would take good care of him, but now she doesn't want to care about it?"

"Isn't it okay to rent the opposite door? I promise to take good care of him." Zheng Xuan was embarrassed.

Fan Lingli narrowed her eyes and said, "What's wrong? I haven't been to your house before, there are still babies? Or, you have to take another woman to your house to play, afraid that he will be inconvenient?"

"How can it be? Isn't my house too small? Forget it, I won't say it, he can leave it to me!" Zheng Xuan said.

"His grandfather handed over the people to us and the money to us. You have to worry about it!" Fan Lingli said.

"Don't worry." Zheng Xuan patted his chest.

Fan Lingli nodded. She was busy with work, but Zheng Xuan was relatively leisurely at work and had more rest time, so it was best for Huang Ji to entrust him during this period.

She was relieved when she saw Zheng Xuan promised to be concerned.

When they arrived at the Magic City, the two took Huang Ji to have a meal, and then took him to buy a mobile phone and various daily necessities.

Afterwards, Zheng Xuan brought him home.

As soon as Zheng Xuan went back, he called the landlord and rented a room for Huang Ji at the opposite door.

In this way, he and Huang Ji lived separately, and each had their own private space.

He did not explain his behavior, but Huang Ji also felt like a mirror in his heart.

It’s just that when you do something, you don’t want to be seen. Zheng Xuan has his own secret, so why is Huang Ji? He is just so happy.

"You noticed the 'private dishes' downstairs? I usually ask someone to bring the food to eat. You can do it, just keep my account. But you'd better not run around, just go straight to my house to eat together at the meal time."

Zheng Xuan was nagging. After Huang Ji finished listening, he said, "When I came up, I saw a Xinhua Bookstore. I wanted to go and read the book."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Zheng Xuan took him downstairs.

This apartment is right next to the street, with restaurants, bookshops, supermarkets and everything else around.

When the two arrived at the bookstore, Huang Ji picked up a book called "100,000 Whys" and started reading it.

Zheng Xuan smiled and took out a book on economics and read it.

But half an hour later, he lost his patience. Looking at Huang Ji again, he didn't move, as if he was completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

"This is not a lack of concentration, his patience is just better than that of ordinary people." Zheng Xuan thought to himself, of course, it is impossible to rule out whether Huang Ji was in a daze...

Zheng Xuan looked around and paced back and forth, but he lost his concentration.

He was very impatient, but he couldn't bear to urge Huang Ji, and just said, "Buy all the books you like to read and read them."

Seeing this, Huang Ji smiled and said, "I don't know what I like yet..."

"Brother Xuan, go and do it, I can do it alone."

Seeing him saying this, and being so obedient, he didn't look like a person who could run around, Zheng Xuan thought for a while and nodded, "Then I'll go upstairs first. Remember to come back at dinner. Forget it, I'll come down to find you."

Huang Ji nodded, Zheng Xuan asked a few more instructions and left.

Watching Zheng Xuan return to the apartment, Huang Ji put down the book and left the bookstore directly.

He walked to the subway station, looked at the subway map, and bought a ticket and got on the bus in one go.

Even if Zheng Xuan was beaten to death, Huang Ji would have just taken the subway.

The Modu City Email Transfer Station.

Huang Ji needs to confirm whether his money has been sent.

Before leaving from his hometown, Huang Ji sent out the box in advance after some tricks, the address was the home of a friend of Zheng Xuan.

Of course, Huang Ji would not let these three million be sent to strangers' homes.

He just needs to use his ID card to collect the package before it is distributed.

But even if you miss it, it doesn’t matter. Zheng Xuan’s friend’s ID number cannot be matched and he cannot receive the box. In the end, the package will be returned and will still stay at the transfer station for a while. He will have another chance.

What Huang Ji had to do at this moment was that he would go directly to the transit station to get the money before it was delivered to the designated location.

"It's so fast, it's already here."

Huang Ji immediately took it away after he was sure that his package was arrived.

It was too troublesome for him to take away the box weighing 70 kilograms, so Huang Ji directly stopped a taxi for transportation.

Of course, he did not send back the apartment where Zheng Xuan was, but went to a high-rise apartment in the eastern suburbs of the Demon Capital, where he had already made an appointment with the landlord to view the house in advance.

Huang Ji had no intention of saving money at all. He used cash to rent a house with four bedrooms and two living rooms.

Inside the house, he opened the box and took out 200,000 yuan, put it in his backpack, and started shopping nearby.

It’s mainly computers. Through Zheng Xuan, Huang Ji has learned that this thing is extremely useful, and now is the era of the Internet.

He directly purchased a computer with the same configuration according to Zheng Xuan’s set, and activated the optical fiber and equipped it with a multi-function printer.

After seeing off the guy who helped install the printer, Huang Ji looked at the computer with a smile.

"Sure enough, there is still a difference between theory and practice..."

Huang Ji sat in front of the computer with great enthusiasm, operating the mouse with a stiff feel.

He had never touched this thing in the past. Although through Zheng Xuan, he had a basic understanding of computers, but in fact he was still like a novice.

"Through the browser, I can access thousands of portals, and I can also retrieve what I need under powerful search engines. Awesome..."

Huang Ji was browsing with novelty and excitement like all those who experienced the Internet for the first time.

He doesn't want to let go of news push, other people's remarks, and any words that interest him.

For Huang Ji, what is more unique is that he can see through the huge amount of behind-the-scenes information carried under the information on the surface of the Internet!

"Hiss, there is too much information..."

After a little deeper perception, Huang Ji felt dizzy and quickly blocked most of them again.

"Let's explore further if you are interested."

Huang Ji opened Du Niang, typed in one pinyin and the other pinyin, searching for ‘Alien’.

However, what is retrieved is either a movie, a company name, or an electronic product.

He couldn't find what he wanted to see. After thinking about it, Huang Ji hit the "Moon" behind the aliens again.

Now some real things come up with, such as "there are aliens on the back of the moon", such as "the United States once saw UFOs on the moon", such as "there are bases on the back of the moon," and "there are alien spacecrafts anchored on the back of the moon".

All kinds of UFO enthusiasts are talking about these in their respective forums or posts.

Huang Ji looked at it with interest. These were all very novel things that he had never seen before.

"It turns out that there are so many people like me who believe in aliens. They don't have my ability, but they can directly confirm the existence of aliens from clues."

"Aliens are always by our side? That's right, he's absolutely right!"

"There are alien bases on the moon? Although it is not on the surface, as I know it is on the inside, it may have also been on the surface. It turns out that American astronauts have seen it? But... why hasn't the school ever mentioned this kind of thing..."

Huang Ji quickly found the poster who posted the remarks in the post bar and looked at his ID.

"Nami Kryptonian?"

Huang Ji blinked, and immediately information about this ID poured into his brain.

Registration place and ID card used, current IP address, login account, used password, utility password...

Even if you are currently online, what posts have been posted, what things have been browsed, all login times, and all the read, unread, retained, deleted content in the private message...

It is worth mentioning that these are real information and there is no record of the website server.

Whether it is a deleted post or not, Huang Ji can sense content that even the website company cannot find. As long as it was once published by this account called "Nami Krypton Goldman" or browsed, Huang Ji can retrieve it in the information!

Even Huang Ji knew that this person is now surfing the Internet in a place called Xingzhu Internet Cafe in Tianjin... taking the No. 112 machine with a balance of 15 yuan.

In fact, this friend named "Nami Krypton Goldman" did not use his real ID card to register an account, but instead found someone else's ID card number online.

When Huang Ji felt his real identity, he could find that the ID card used by the other party to register was not as good as the "real account owner".

"The information I perceived exists in the dark...or is the content that comes from the universe? There is no need for any physical carrier to save it..."

"He didn't use his real identity to register at all, but I could find out... If I were a security expert, all the hackers in the world could go to jail..."

By perceiving Zheng Xuan, Huang Ji had some understanding of the work of hackers. At least he knew Zheng Xuan. He had hacked into the private computer of the president of Wall Securities on Wall Street in the United States and obtained evidence of the other party's "financial fraud". With a threat from "I am very familiar with the FBI", Zheng Xuan easily extorted a million US dollars.

This is how his money in his US Morgan bank account came from. Of course, it depends on the timing. Because it is not clean, the so-called Wall Street tycoon chose to spend money to eliminate disasters and did not dare to pursue it in depth. He only investigated the blackmail hackers symbolically.
To be continued...