1 Chapter 1 I Can't Be A Chief

On the midsummer night, the lights were brilliant, and the night did not bring much coolness to the hot summer. People in the nightlife began to appear on the street in twos and threes. At this time, Fangyuan had just got off work, and he was exhausted. He just wanted to go home and lie down. Bed.

Fangyuan is a programmer of a mobile game company. It is a daily routine to take the initiative to work overtime. Tonight, he got off work after 9 o'clock because of a small bug. It was almost 10 o'clock when he drove home on his eDonkey, and he was still in bed. He didn't want to move when he moved, even though he was sweaty.

In the end, he couldn’t hold back, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, because the sweat on his body was really suffocating. He rented the house. The single apartment with one bedroom, one bathroom and one kitchen is not bad. There are all kinds of appliances. A rent of 3,000 yuan a month is already a good place to live in these second-tier cities.

Although the rent is not cheap, Fangyuan is still affordable. The only advantage of programmers is that the salary is not low and the income is okay. The only disadvantage is that there is no time to spend money, so in addition to the rent, online games have become programmers' consumption. Datou, Fangyuan was playing a new mobile game on the pig farm recently. A thousand or two thousand dollars were thrown into the game, and it was all in the water, without even hearing a sound.

After taking a shower, Fangyuan filled with a bottle of Fat House Happy Water and felt his whole body relaxed. Leaning on the bedside and blowing on the air conditioner was full of comfort, but he subconsciously picked up the phone and opened the game, looking at the green card of Yishui, feeling himself The whole person is green and there is no good mood. The green card is the lowest level card in the game. There are purple and orange cards above. The orange card is also called the god card. It is also the ultimate goal of Fangyuan. It was hit on this.

In the end, Fang Yuan couldn't hold back, and decided to draw a few more hands, secretly determined to delete the game if he couldn't get the orange card again.

In fact, as a programmer, Fangyuan didn't understand the problem of probability. He wrote about the lottery system in his company's mobile game. He knew the probability algorithm better than anyone, but people always had a trace of luck.

The whole lottery system is divided into single draw and ten consecutive draws, single draw 20 oceans, 10 consecutive draws are only 180 oceans, Fangyuan directly clicks the ten consecutive draws, and 180 oceans are gone with a "shoo", looking at the full screen green, There was an urge to smash the phone, and reason told him to stop, but subconsciously wanted to take another one, maybe the orange card would be the next one.

"It must be my right hand killing too much, killing hundreds of millions after puberty is really sinful." Fang Yuan thought this way, as if he could see the black air exuding his right hand.

So Fangyuan decided to draw with his left hand, and the 180 oceans disappeared again with a "shoo," and the screen was still full of green.

"No, what's wrong?" Fang Yuan looked at her left hand in a daze."Yes, the left hand must be an accomplice, that's why it smells so bad."

So he decided to pump with his right foot, and Fang Yuan was numb with a "shoo" sound, and it was too late to feel bad about his 180 Ocean, so he quickly looked at the screen and it was still full of green.

"It must be that I stepped on shit today." Fangyuan comforted himself, but he knew that this was completely nonsense. Apart from cycling to and from work, shit is the biggest exercise for the program. Where can I step on shit? Human shit is pretty much the same.

So Fang Yuan decided to pump with his left foot, and there was a "shoo" sound. This time Fang Yuan did not look eagerly at the screen, but bowed to the Quartet, then quietly opened a gap in his eyes, and the eyes were still full of green light.

Fang Yuan seemed to be evacuated from all his energy in an instant, "What's wrong, it must be something wrong? I can't recite like this!"

"By the way, it must be Mercury retrograde, no wonder!" He suddenly realized.

Then I fell back to bed and didn't dare to think further. In a few minutes, the 720 ocean would be gone, and I couldn't sleep if I thought too much.

Mental work definitely consumes more energy than manual work. Fangyuan almost fell asleep and fell asleep. He started to dream tonight, who had rarely dreamed. He dreamed that he was pumping ten consecutive times, surrounded by countless green lights.

"You are not lucky, it's really memorable." Suddenly a head stretched out next to him and said to him.

"Fuck, who are you?" Fang Yuan stood up in fright. He found himself standing on a green hillside. The soft grass undulated with the wind, forming green waves, and behind him was a huge linden tree. , The same green, the scenery is beautiful, like a beautiful painting, but he hates green.

And just now he was sitting under the Bodhi tree playing games, and there was a man standing beside him, a little taller than him, and a little thinner than him. The only drawback was that he was not handsome.

"Where is this, and who are you?" Fang Yuan asked.

"This is your dream." The other party explained.

Before the other party could finish speaking, Fang Yuan cried out, "I dreamt of a man? I'm dead. I haven't dreamed of a man since puberty. I dreamed of a man. Isn't it scary to think about it?" , This must be fake, wake up quickly, wake up quickly, Fang Yuan muttered with his eyes closed.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still dreaming. The one standing across from him looked at him with a smile, so he asked again: "Then who are you? Why are you in my dream?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. You can call me Dream God. I accidentally came into your dream when I was dreaming. It was just an accident."

"This is the twenty-first century, and you still say you are a god? Did you make me play? It's better to say that you, like Inception, use a machine to enter my dreams. I think the credibility is greater." Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not the man he dreamed of.

"You can't help me if you don't believe me?" Mengshen smiled and didn't mind Fangyuan's words at all.

"How can there be a LOW god like you? You look at your clothes and clothes are worse than me. You really think you are a god. If you are a god, can you help me realize my wish?" Fang Yuan doesn't believe that he is a god at all. , So he joked casually.

"Okay, state your wish."

"It's the same as the truth, then you let me draw a lottery for a while, don't always be green, I feel like vomiting by green." Fang Yuan couldn't help but vomit.

After listening to Fang Yuan, the other party waved his hand. The original blue sky and white cloud sky became a huge lottery interface. It was exactly the same as the lottery system of the pig farm game he played. The only difference was that it was bigger and there were more items in the prize pool. , Densely, covered the entire sky.

"Now that the technology is so powerful, can you enter and control other people's dreams?" Fang Yuan said in his mouth, but felt something wrong in his heart.

"Are you smoking or not?" Looking at Fangyuan in a daze, Mengshen asked.

"Of course I smoke." Anyway, in a dream, it's also happy to be refreshed!

But how to draw, looking at the huge buttons of single draw and ten consecutive draws in the air, this is out of reach!

"You only need to call single draw or ten consecutive draws. Single draw you have ten chances, ten consecutive draws you have one chance, you choose yourself." As if seeing Fang Yuan's mind, Dream God explained.