I am weak and friendly

Chapter 213 Please destroy them, Tang. (3K)

Tang Yiping asked Lao Wei a lot of questions about Touchpoint Interconnect. Lao Wei said he had to leave, so Tang Yiping exchanged contact information with him and prepared to say goodbye.

Before leaving, Tang Yiping asked Lao Wei, "Brother, you said before that you were unemployed?"

"Yes..." Old Wei said with a hint of melancholy.

“Our company seems to be hiring this weekend, why don’t you give it a try?” Tang Yiping said.

"You mean Linghai Technology?" Old Wei looked at him like he was crazy. "I'm almost forty years old now, and my skills have long since deteriorated. How could Linghai Technology possibly want me! Forget it... I've already decided to go back to my hometown and find any job, or maybe even deliver food. I've heard that delivering food is good exercise, and I should really get some exercise too..."

Tang Yiping said, "Why not give it a try? You're programmer number 162, which means you have some connection with Linghai Technology. Revealing this identity might give you an advantage."

"No, I don't want to cause trouble for the big boss, and I don't want him to look down on me." Old Wei shook his head. "If the big boss accepts me because I'm number 162, what about number 161? Number 152? Number 200?"

"Why don't you go for the interview? What if you pass?"

"I don't know anything now, what could I do there? I'd better not cause any trouble." No matter what Tang Yiping said, Old Wei just shook his head. "You're still young, you don't know what this kind of kindness from a big shot means to me. When you're like me, working hard for half your life and achieving nothing, you'll know that feeling... Ugh, ptooey! Don't end up like me, achieving nothing!"

Tang Yiping thought to himself.

Actually, we're the same; we don't know anything either...we're all dependent on our dogs...

Wait, where's the dog?

Just now, when Tang Yiping infiltrated the programmers' ranks, Stokka quietly left because it was too conspicuous.

Just as Tang Yiping was thinking, Stoka came running back with light steps, carrying something in his mouth, which seemed to be a bottle.

"Ah, my iced tea has finally arrived."

The day lilies are cold.

"Your guide dog has come to pick you up," Old Wei said.

Tang Yiping rolled his eyes; he knew Lao Wei was being sarcastic.

His words just now were only good for catching people off guard; they quickly realized what he meant after a moment's thought.

However, no one expected that he was just [0xT1P].

"So, Stoka is your dog?"

"Yes, I'm the only one in the company who owns a dog, so I was borrowed to be used as a test subject."

"So, you've met the big shot?"

"Yes, I've seen it. After all, I also have to participate in the experiment."

I have indeed seen it, every time I look in the mirror.

"I haven't even received the full 3200 yuan internship fee yet. The company is so stingy, huh?" Lao Wei complained.

"The internship fee really is 3200, and we didn't get the full amount, which is true. The company is really stingy," Tang Yiping said. "Brother Wei, don't you think about it? Diting has only been popular for a few days. Besides, the company's popularity has nothing to do with us interns, right?"

Old Wei thought for a moment and then smiled.

indeed.

However, he still advised:

"Young man, don't worry too much about temporary gains and losses. It's great to be able to work with big shots and learn so much."

Old Wei sighed, "Sigh, if I could meet the big shot, leaving this industry would be a worthwhile experience..."

No, working with big shots isn't that great; you actually learn nothing from it.

Many people have tried it, it really works.

Moreover, with this foreshadowing, I have a feeling that Brother Wei is going to die in the next episode...

Tang Yiping internally complained.

"Brother Wei, when are you going back to your hometown?" Tang Yiping asked.

"I still have some things to take care of, probably this weekend..." Old Wei said. Leaving a city is not easy, especially a city where you have lived for nearly 20 years.

"Brother Wei, could you take some time to talk to me about Touchpoint Interconnect again?" Tang Yiping said.

He searched many times but couldn't find any information online. He even asked the prosthetic body Luo Han to help him find relevant information, but Luo Han didn't find anything either, which left Tang Yiping feeling very helpless.

He is increasingly realizing that the internet is not floating in the clouds, but built on a massive hardware foundation. When servers go offline or hard drives fail, things that are not meant to be are simply gone; they will not exist forever.

Even the prosthetic body Rohan couldn't do anything about things that didn't exist on the internet.

The truly massive amount of information is not stored on the internet.

Why are you so interested in companies that have gone bankrupt?

"Brother Wei, don't you think it's a pity that such a good thing has just disappeared?" Tang Yiping patted the vending machine next to him. "I want to dig a little deeper and see if there's any possibility of reviving it."

He is now increasingly certain that Touchpoint Connect is another world used to monitor the negative entropy of this world.

However, this plan was never launched, and the reason is unknown.

It's highly likely that they have a better monitoring method, such as an "entropy meter"?
But if this thing is useful, then can't we also monitor the changes in "entropy" ourselves?

At least you don't need to start from scratch.

His improved health made him realize that there might be more than one way to get back what had been taken from him.

He doesn't yet understand what he did right, but he's sure he did something right, so that his lost health has returned a little bit.

It's like a chess piece that's always been manipulated, suddenly discovering that it can also move the pieces on the chessboard.

Although slow, although he could only move a little bit at a time, and although he knew nothing about chess.

but……

This is the beginning.

The breach in the operating room gave him hope of opening a new passage.

The "passage" is not exclusive to the other side; he can have it too.

Fan Zhihong returned to the other side of the world and is still alive.

Perhaps, the roles of offense and defense have already reversed without his knowledge.

He didn't know how to proceed to the next step, but to move forward, he simply had to put one foot in front of the other.

At least, he can do it now, albeit only a step or two.

Touchpoint connectivity is his recent breakthrough.

Old Wei looked at Tang Yiping suspiciously. He didn't know what Tang Yiping's motive was for saying that. On the one hand, he felt that the young man was really ignorant of his own limitations. How easy would it be to revive a company that had disappeared for many years?
On the other hand, I also thought, what if there's hope?

Old Wei thought for a moment and said, "Sigh, yes, it would be great if we could be resurrected... But we've actually talked about most of what we needed to talk about. Otherwise, I'll take you to Touchpoint Interconnect's old office when I have time."

"Really?" Tang Yiping's eyes widened. "Touchpoint Interconnect's office is still there?"

"Yes, that place is quite remote. I heard it hasn't been rented out since, but I'm afraid there's not much left. I'll go and ask around, ask my former colleagues."

"That's great, thank you, Brother Wei," Tang Yiping said. "How about this, before you leave, I'll ask the big boss if I can get a meeting with you." He couldn't let the guy work for nothing!

Old Wei: "??? Really??? I'll let you know as soon as I find out!"

Old Wei's enthusiasm immediately surged.

Of course it's true, you've already met them.

100% authentic.

I wonder if Lao Wei will think he's committing fraud when he discovers that [0xT1P] is himself.

I hope they don't even manage to punch out a dog's head.

No, I'm being generous; I'm paying in full.

As the two were talking, Stoka came to Tang Yiping's side, and what he was biting was indeed a bottle of iced tea.

Old Wei looked at Stoka, and Stoka looked at Old Wei.

Seeing the longing in Lao Wei's eyes, Tang Yiping took the bottle from Stoka's mouth and said to Lao Wei, "You can masturbate now."

"Really?!" Old Wei squatted down and started petting Stoka's head.

Stoka: "..."

A mournful look in his eyes.

"My iced tea has finally arrived... no, it's not iced tea."

The bottle for the iced tea is correct, but it's empty.

Tang Yiping looked at Stoka: "Where's my iced tea? Did you drink it?"

I'm so thirsty! I'm so hot! I want something cool to drink!

"Waaah..." It fell over!
If I don't pour it out, how can I put the things inside? And if I don't put them inside, I can't bring them back!

Stoka whimpered and moaned as she was being masturbated.

Tang Yiping then noticed something inside the iced tea bottle.

He opened it, pulled it out, and saw that it was a piece of paper that looked like a receipt, printed by a receipt printer.

Tang Yiping glanced at the vending machine next to him, and sure enough, this vending machine had a similar receipt dispenser.

The printing paper was slightly damp from the remaining iced tea, but it didn't affect viewing.

This is a letter from Fan Zhihong, printed by Lagrange.

……

In the alley, Fan Zhihong was dumbfounded as he watched the little mouse in front of him smoothly write a line of light characters on the ground.

what's the situation?
Why can this mouse write?
Is this why Tang asked me to come here?

The writing was spreading across the ground.

“Mr. Li Ke Bolen asked me to contact you, saying that you may need help in this world.”

The mouse looked up at Fan Zhihong and continued writing: "You may be more familiar with his other name, Tang Yiping."

It really is Tang!

Tang... even arranged allies for me?
So, everything was exactly as he predicted?

And...it was a mouse?

A mouse that can write?

Immediately, he could picture what this clever mouse could do.

Even in this world, no one would pay attention to a mouse—or perhaps they would scream at the sight of it.

However, a rat ally is definitely more useful than a human for infiltration and reconnaissance.

I have gained my second ally in this world!

All he wanted to do right now was shout: Hey! Tang!

Tang's greatness is unfathomable!
“I can transmit information between the two worlds. If you have any news to report, you can tell me, and I can tell Tang.”

Fan Zhihong thought for a moment, then reached out and wrote on the ground: "I..."

"You can speak." The mouse looked at the fool with a smug expression.

"I have two very important pieces of information to share with you, Tang: First, the entropy of this world has increased, and negative entropy is likely flowing back; second, Young Master Tang's health has deteriorated, and he has become weak. I don't know the specific reason, and I will continue to investigate and report back as soon as I receive further instructions."

After putting the mouse named Lagrange into his pocket, Fan Zhihong hurriedly left the alley; it was not a place to linger.

……

Tang Yiping said goodbye to Lao Wei and took Stoka back to the 8th floor, where they went to the vending machine.

The news that Fan Zhihong brought back was exciting.

The changes in entropy between the two worlds, as well as the changes in Tang Shao Ye's body, corroborated his idea.

He didn't know exactly what he did right, but he was sure he did something right. What he needed to do now was to keep going.

Having learned these two pieces of news, Tang Yiping felt that was enough; there was nothing else he particularly needed.

Lao Fan has made a great contribution.

"Lagrange, ask Lao Fan how his family is doing. Tell him to be careful. I'll see if I can break through the barrier between the two worlds and bring him back. Tell him to be careful and hide for now."

If he can open the first passage, then he can open the second passage.

Lagrange's prosthetic body is in another world. Through his racial talent, he crossed the world barrier and used this vending machine as a temporary prosthetic body, which created a mechanism for Tang Yiping to communicate between the two worlds.

"Okay," the vending machine replied, and a few minutes later, its receipt printer dispensed a new receipt.

The sign read: "Please destroy them, Tang."

　Around the middle of the month, which is roughly the start of the second volume, Uncle Ha fell ill again, suffering from severe brain fog. He was dizzy all day long and in extremely poor condition.

　　I've been infected twice in two consecutive months, without even getting tested, so I don't even know which one it was or what it was...

　　This morning when I woke up, my head suddenly felt clear, and I wasn't dizzy anymore.

　　Now I feel like, wow, what have I been writing for the past two weeks? I've been in a daze every day, like I'm sleepwalking.

　　The protagonist is one, and so am I.

　　I'll continue writing for now, and when I have time, I'll revise the earlier parts, strengthen the protagonist's motivation, and bring the several divergent storylines together.

　　I feel like my brain capacity was insufficient for a while; I just couldn't seem to put several things together and couldn't think about complex things.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)