Mr. Mouse turned his head and said to Xiao Nan, who was responsible for moving the computer next to him, "Xiao Nan, serve him."

Xiao Nan bowed his hand and presented the high-end notebook and asked, "That, Brother Chen, your hand? Do you need me to knock it for you?"

Shen Chong raised his left hand, and the index finger of his left hand that had grown first again had already mischievously emerged from the bandage.

He smiled casually, "No, I have a finger of Zen."

Top players don’t care how many fingers they have. The codes that powerful programmers knock on with their feet can be worshipped.

Shen Chongping lay on the bed, dazzled his eyes with one finger.

He was very motivated to give away the coupons at full discount.

He was in work and it was difficult for others to disturb him, so everyone was ready to withdraw.

Mr. Mouse also has to go back and make a brand new metal sleeve.

Shen Chong added code to him again, requiring the sleeve not to be completely locked like before, and had to set up a small mechanism inside, and just pull it with a small hand to automatically break away.

This is how it is to make products. The project manager said casually, and the technicians have to run away.

The small mechanism that Shen Chong wanted was easy, but it involved the overall structure of the sleeve. In order to ensure the success rate of separation, the mechanical structure is more particular and not easy.

Liang Zai couldn't understand Shen Chong's operation, so he was bored in the ward and went out for a walk not long after.

Shen Chong's rise allowed Liang Zai to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, and no one tried to force it into the group again.

Now everyone knows that it is Brother Chen’s younger brother. Although the members of the warhead think this is a bit of a waste of the talent of the scouts, there is a more wasteful brother Chen’s pearls and jade in front, so there is no shortage of Liangzi.

Shen Chong spent four hours to fully mobilize famous gambling companies at home and abroad, especially Southeast Asia and Europe.

Instead of being too arrogant to attack other people's servers, he made a data collection script, intending to dig down all the odds changes that others had over a long period of time.

After the script is written, an automatic collection background is set to run, and then he imitates other people's betting mode to set more detailed gambling rules.

If he hadn't controlled his hand slip in time, he would have almost written in the blink of an eye on both sides of the battle.

The variety of gameplay is so diverse that people will lose their weight when they smell the pit.

At two o'clock in the morning at night, he finally finished writing the new betting rules.

Another finger is available when he has a left hand, and the data samples have accumulated to nearly 400,000. He began to organize the algorithm and conduct a comprehensive analysis of these odds.

At five o'clock in the morning, the analysis was completed.

Shen Chong began to write the algorithm in full. After all, the battle in the Spirit Demon World is not like the fighting competitions of ordinary people, and is full of many variables and accidents.

If you change to an ordinary gambling player, you really don’t dare to do it easily, but since Shen Chong became a non-staff member, God knows how many articles he has read in the database and how many posts he has scanned in the forum.

He himself has rich experience in fighting against yellow-level opponents. Even if the parameters he set based on his intuition are completely accurate, at least the error rate will not be too large.

Of course, the change of each parameter is reflected in the entire gambling system, which is the flow of thousands of merit values.

He did not dare to be careless, but carefully considered it carefully. When he had any doubts, he kept comparing the memory, comparing the parameters in the traditional gambling industry, or sweeping the database papers, and re-verifying them.

At eight o'clock the next night, the bandage on his face had been removed and he had completely recovered. His left five fingers could barely move, and his right hand grew a small and cute pink fist again.

Shen Chong breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his body, and sat upright from the hospital bed.
Chapter completed!