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The computer gradually lit up, revealing a completely new interface instead of the familiar startup screen. However, the mouse and keyboard operations remained the same, and even the overall layout of the interface was quite similar.
"This software is called 'God Index.' It integrates functions such as automatic stock purchasing, selling, value assessment, and data collection and processing into one platform. It has achieved one-click operation—simple and convenient. It can automatically identify and execute trades at any brokerage firm, allowing for automated assessments of the stock market at any time. Even in the securities market and brokerage firms that have re-emerged after returning to peace, complete one-click automation can be realized," Han Rui briefly introduced to Zheng Yifan, then selected two financial magazines from a wooden box.
These were financial magazines to help Zheng Yifan understand the stock market.
However, after just a glance at the data, Zheng Yifan found something astonishing: there were as many as 170,000 stocks in Huaguo, the country he was currently in—not to mention stocks worldwide.
With so many stocks available, investors would naturally feel overwhelmed and unsure of what to choose. Thus, software that automatically filters stocks emerged, allowing investors to focus solely on their selected stocks.
Han Rui's 'God Index' was created based on this need; it would handle everything related to stock selection, purchasing, data analysis, and more through the software.
With a single click, the entire stock trading process could be fully automated—investors would only need to wait for the software to select and purchase stocks with significant upward potential based on data analysis.
Each function could also be used separately.
What excited Zheng Yifan the most was that the biggest drawback of 'God Index' was its requirement for immense computational power due to the sheer number of stocks. Even with such power, there would still be many operational issues.
The primary problem was that there were too many stocks and limited information available through online searches. Even hacking software for data collection in backup programs could not breach many barriers.
As a result, while profits could be generated using computers, the amounts were consistently unsatisfactory. This meant that the software remained a work in progress. The most significant challenge they faced was that there was too much data to analyze but too little information obtained, leaving even less usable information.
In such circumstances, the analyzed data could only serve as a reference; after computation by the computer, it would still be a selective choice.
Ultimately, the profit generated by this software in Huaguo could not cover the costs of using a supercomputer, which led to continuous revisions of the project.
Zheng Yifan listened slowly to Han Rui's words, then fell silent for a moment.
"So, if the world returns to peace, and the stock market restarts with only a few thousand stocks, the amount of computational data needed will decrease, and the reliability of calculations will improve? And when the computer network is reconnected, many websites' firewalls won't be as robust, allowing the backup system's data collection from hacker intrusions to come into play?" Zheng Yifan said slowly.
"If that’s really the case, then the required computer performance will drop. A network transmission speed of 100 would suffice, and my laptop could barely manage the computational speed. If we could use our company's supercomputer in Macro City, even if the data increased tenfold, it would be a breeze," Han Rui replied confidently.
Then she fell silent again and said softly, "However, no matter how much data there is, if the firewall capabilities reach that of the Post-Apocalypse era within ten years, the difficulty will increase again. Even a national-level computer would struggle to achieve the expected results."
Hearing Han Rui's words made Zheng Yifan feel his heart racing; excitement was evident on his face.
This was practically tailor-made for him. The technological level on Earth wouldn't be too close to that of the Post-Apocalypse era even within twenty years.
Just earlier, Han Rui's computer booted up in an instant—only a brief loading screen appeared. Even at a level within twenty years, it wouldn't be too comparable. By then, they could organize a team to continue optimizing this software.
"If you give me this software and send me the computer now, would it affect future development?" Zheng Yifan asked.
Perhaps realizing this, he added, "I will recruit personnel and purchase computers or supplies with Zombie Crystal s in Gathering Place within a month."
Han Rui nodded. "Sure, that's completely fine. There are many computer experts in Gathering Place who are struggling for survival. I think they need jobs to make ends meet. The software just needs to be copied."
With that, Han Rui opened the software and began introducing it to Zheng Yifan one by one.
It was actually quite simple; the entire software operated with a one-click function—users just needed to select which feature to activate.
Naturally, Zheng Yifan clicked on all the options and then chose to save.
Next, he packed the computer charger and a spare battery into his backpack, looking at Han Rui with a beaming smile.
"I hereby officially announce that you have become my subordinate. From now on, you will no longer have to worry about food, clothing, or shelter. I will cover all your expenses and do my best to provide you with scar removal medication," Zheng Yifan declared loudly with a smile. He then placed everything he could use in the apocalypse onto the sofa, leaving only his backpack and twelve hundred Zombie Crystal s.
"These items are for you, along with these Zombie Crystal s. You can use them as you see fit; they are all yours. Your task is to recover well before I come back next time with supplies and more Zombie Crystal s. I believe these items will be enough for you to trade for food during this period," Zheng Yifan said, glancing at his watch and noticing it was nearly eight in the evening. He felt a bit anxious to leave.
"I'm leaving now. I hope you find peace and joy in your life ahead, but I have a piece of advice for you," Zheng Yifan said, his expression slightly disgusted. "There are many rough canned goods or loose cans sold on the streets; I advise you not to buy them. Many of those contain human flesh."
Han Rui smiled broadly. "I know that. Who would eat their own kind unless they were truly desperate? I'm not that kind of pervert."
Then, Han Rui seemed to genuinely relax, as if recalling something amusing. She leaned closer to Zheng Yifan, pressing her soft chest against him and rubbing against him playfully. "Man, don't you really need me to keep you company tonight?"
Her voice was sweet and sultry, her breath fragrant like orchids and musk. Zheng Yifan felt as if he might surrender immediately, but when he turned his head, it felt like a bucket of cold water had been splashed on him.
"Let's forget about that for now; I'll wait until I find you some scar removal medicine," Zheng Yifan said, goosebumps rising all over his body as he hurriedly slung his backpack over his shoulder and fled the room.
"Sigh... Scar removal medication is very expensive; only the hospitals in the city center have it in stock. I'm afraid there’s little hope for me in this lifetime," he muttered while touching the scar on his face.
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