Ning An's Wild Wish System

Chapter 449: Chapter 243: System’s Special Reward (2)

Since the computer hadn’t been shut down, the program was still running, saving Zhou Yaping the time of having to write a script to crack it.

He paused the running program, not in a rush to delete the files he left behind.

On a computer, deletion doesn’t mean complete destruction. For a programmer, recovering a seemingly deleted folder is incredibly easy.

First, he located a drive, then moved his encrypted folder over.

He found numerous gigabytes of junk files online, copied and pasted them into the folder.

He then used a shredder file to completely delete it with one-click formatting, fully processing the file.

Even after doing all this, Zhou Yaping still felt it wasn’t secure enough, so he continued copying and pasting junk files into the already formatted drive.

Renaming, deleting, formatting—this process was repeated over and over, ensuring that even if the emperor himself came, he’d cause a short circuit.

In a programmer company like this, even though there were rules against overtime and working late,

in this competitive era, not working overtime means you’re unable to keep pace with others, you’ll lag behind, inevitably leading to being fired and unemployment.

So even if there were inspections, many clever people would come up with solutions.

Like hiding in the parking lot before inspection, then returning to their stations to work hard once it was over.

A team leader under Zhou Yaping, Wang Ruohai, was such a hard worker.

Although Zhou Yaping’s sudden death frightened him, the fear of poverty was even greater.

So after resting for only two days, he returned to hiding in the parking lot, timing it perfectly to continue working hard.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xiaopeng was at his workstation, working enthusiastically.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he wasn’t surprised at all and casually greeted without looking up.

"Hmm? Brother Wang, you’re still here?"

Wang Ruohai put down his badge, also greeted, and prepared to sit down to work hard.

Suddenly, a chill ran through his heart. Looking at the person in front, he felt a sense of familiarity.

"Wa-Wang, Brother Wang..."

Zhou Yaping looked up blankly, too engrossed in his task, everything else seemed like a blur.

The once sleepy Wang Ruohai was instantly wide awake, feeling as though a bucket of cold water had been poured from head to toe, chilling him to the bone.

Zhou Yaping hadn’t realized yet and naturally saw nothing amiss.

But Wang Ruohai was different!

He was an old hand under Zhou Yaping. When Zhou Yaping suddenly died, it was he who performed chest compressions. The fact that he wasn’t scared to faint now proved his immense courage.

The office was dark, only illuminated by the ghostly blue light of the computer screen.

Zhou Yaping, using his ghostly form, donned a dark robe, with skin exposed like tightly packed scales, his face a ghastly color unlike ordinary people’s.

"Oh oh oh, it’s nothing, nothing." Seeing where Wang Ruohai was looking, Zhou Yaping understood and quickly reassured him.

"You... I... ah..." Wang Ruohai was too nervous, unable to move an inch.

Now he regretted it immensely, wondering why he chose to work overtime today.

Wouldn’t it have been better to leave early and enjoy sleep at home?!

"Brother Zhou... I’ve never disrespected you before; please let me go." Wang Ruohai’s voice trembled, full of fear.

Zhou Yaping knew it was pointless to say anything to him now, so he continued with his work, ignoring him entirely.

Seeing no further actions from Zhou Yaping, Wang Ruohai’s trembling heart gradually calmed a little.

"Brother Zhou, will we still code after becoming ghosts?"

Perhaps his brain short-circuited, or maybe he was overwhelmed seeing Zhou Yaping typing even as a ghost. Wang Ruohai blurted this out unexpectedly.

Zhou Yaping continued to ignore him, finishing his tasks. After confirming everything was in order, he turned and gave Wang Ruohai a deep look before disappearing into thin air.

Wang Ruohai abandoned all dignity, scrambling out of the office.

Carefully looking back, ensuring nothing was following him, he dashed away.

At that speed, even Usain Bolt would have to admit defeat.

...

"So, have you fulfilled your wish?"

"I... I still want to check her workstation." Zhou Yaping hesitated.

"Simp!"

Ning An couldn’t help but find it amusing but chose to say nothing.

After all, it was his choice, and perhaps to him, this is what they call deep affection...

Gao Jiaxin’s workstation was in an adjacent room. Entering, one immediately noticed the stark difference between the two sides.

In this room where more women worked, a mixed scent of various perfumes was immediately noticeable upon entry.

The decorations were mostly cute, with pink stickers, posters, and the desk had not only wellness products but also small potted plants, little trinkets, and cushions.

Stopping at a workstation by the window, Zhou Yaping paused.

Like the other female workstations, this one was predominantly pink: Hello Kitty toys, a pink water bottle, a pink keyboard, and a pink cushion, radiating a youthful vibe.

"I first met her at our school’s literary club. It was during a club event when I walked into the classroom and saw her immediately."

"It was autumn then. She wore a fluffy hoodie, with an adorable hat resembling a bunny, while I was disheveled, having come straight from the basketball court, sweaty and grimy. I must have left a terrible first impression."

"If... if there’s a chance in the next life, I’ll never be like that again, ensuring to leave her the best first impression..."

With Zhou Yaping’s murmurs, his wish ended.

Like leaves in the wind, he dissolved in a way Ning An couldn’t comprehend, finally disappearing into the air.

"Is this what the world looks like after death?"

Though curious, Ning An didn’t delve deep into it, shaking his head.

Compared to this, he felt more for Zhou Yaping, a techie who failed in self-redemption, moving only himself with no one else aware.

Others trade sincerity for sincerity, but he hid his true feelings, having no one to blame but himself.

One can only hope that he becomes wiser in the next life, avoiding one-sided love, even if it means being a bold and advancing simp!

With Zhou Yaping’s complete disappearance, the system’s dark reward arrived.

Countless programming knowledge filled Ning An’s mind.

It wasn’t just dry knowledge; there were many practical scenes as if Ning An had been immersed in the field for seven or eight years, the familiarity intoxicating him.

"Awesome!"

Returning to Changchun Temple, he closed the door, once again savoring the feeling, immersed.

After digesting all the information, Ning An reluctantly opened his eyes; the sensation was incredible!

Now, it was time for the thrilling lottery segment.

"System, draw!"

With a faint blue ripple, Ning An sat cross-legged in the room, watching the system’s reward burst out serenely.

[Divine Invitation Incense*9]

[Divine Invitation Incense*9]

[Ghost-Collecting Incense*66]

...

Unlike before, the lottery results were only Divine Invitation Incense or Ghost-Collecting Incense, as if the upper limit was capped.

Still, Ning An wasn’t worried. Instead, he rubbed his hands and blew.

He had a special lottery, convinced something good would emerge!

"System, start the special draw!"

From the start, Ning An felt the difference from before.

Previously, the system quickly provided rewards after the draw.

This time, it took a full five minutes for the system’s prize wheel to slowly stop.

As the pointer slowed, Ning An became excited, the thrill was truly captivating.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing a special singularity reset!]

[Reward: A Basic-level God-Inviting Talisman!]

"What?"

Hearing the system, Ning An was puzzled; what was this?

With a thought, the system quickly provided an explanation:

[Basic-level God-Inviting Talisman: If a celestial or divine being is willing, it can attach a shadow of itself to it. Once torn, it unleashes a ten-thousandth of their strength!]

[Note: The stronger the celestial or divine being, the shorter the shadow’s existence.]

"Wow, incredible!"