Chapter 16 Hacker

After eating noodles, I returned home. The drone was remotely controlled by Han Yang and landed steadily on the ground.

All this seemed perfect, but Han Yang was still a little dissatisfied.

"It would be great if I could establish a direct connection with the drone."

Like now, first the brainwave controller, then the mobile phone signal network, then the network equipment at home, then the robot, then the mobile phone remote control, and finally the drone. This has been passed through several hands. With each additional pass, the delay will increase, and the uncertainty and risk will increase accordingly.

If the human brain can be directly connected to the drone, or even with an additional brainwave controller in the middle, it will undoubtedly be more convenient and stable than now.

In particular, when the computing power is greater in the future and more things need to be controlled, it will be too troublesome to transfer like this.

But at this stage, Han Yang can't find a better alternative. Even with the current model, if you want to further improve the performance of the brainwave controller, you need to pay a great price.

Han Yang suspected that the Itar people had more advanced brainwave controller technology, and could even achieve direct connection between brainwave controllers and electronic devices, so as to complete various complex operations directly, conveniently and quickly. But it was obvious that they were unwilling to sell this advanced technological creation to humans.

They would only take some outdated products that had long been eliminated, bring them to the human world as high-tech products, and then sell them at high prices to reap the wealth of the human world.

"In the future, when I have enough computing power and research capabilities, I must develop my own brainwave controller."

Han Yang secretly made up his mind.

After finishing the things here, Han Yang operated the robot to play the power leveling orders while investing in a new stage of learning.

The deeper the research on computer chip technology, the more knowledge needs to be learned. At this stage, although Han Yang can already make 200KHZ chips by hand, overall, the knowledge Han Yang has learned is still just the tip of the iceberg.

In the front, it is still unknown how much knowledge is waiting for Han Yang to learn.

Learning cannot stop for a day.

At night, Han Yang began to be alert again and observed the surroundings of the courtyard.

That night was still peaceful. But the next night, around two o'clock in the morning, Han Yang finally saw a sneaky figure.

In the dark, it was impossible to see the face, but only the figure could be roughly seen.

It was a short and thin man.

He quietly walked from the east side of the courtyard, pretended to pass by, and when he confirmed that there was no one around, he turned back and began to observe around the courtyard.

Han Yang hid behind the courtyard wall, only half of his head stuck out, and quietly watched him.

The man wandered around for a while, found a few things to stand on and piled them against the wall. Han Yang immediately retracted his body, hid in the small house opposite, and continued to observe.

Sure enough, a moment later, a head poked out from outside the courtyard wall, carefully observing the situation in the courtyard. After watching for a long time, he quietly retracted.

Han Yang immediately got up, came to the doorway, and observed through the crack of the door, and saw the man quickly slipping away along the wall. Han Yang quietly opened the door and followed him quietly with a dagger.

Even with Shen the butcher's care, Han Yang was not given anything for nothing to live in such a chaotic place as the vegetable market area for more than ten years, find a stable job, save money to rent a house and have a fixed place to live.

It can even be said that in the vegetable market area, people who can be like Han Yang before can be considered rich.

The poorer people rely on odd jobs to make a living, and can only sleep on the street at night. It is considered good to find a cardboard box to build a shack.

If he is not cruel and has a good hand, Han Yang would have become a corpse and been eaten by wild dogs if he had not stabbed a few people.

Now it is a piece of cake for Han Yang to track him at night.

He followed the thin and dark man quietly and followed him from a distance.

But when passing a street corner, a figure suddenly caught Han Yang's eyes, which surprised him and he almost subconsciously raised his dagger.

After calming down a little, he saw clearly that it was just a homeless man sleeping in the corner.

After another look, he recognized that it was the middle-aged man who had been seen in recent days, carrying a suitcase, who was in a state of decline but always trying to maintain his image.

At this moment, he was huddled in a corner, hiding the suitcase behind him, and sleeping with a little paper shell in front of him.

"Knowing to find such a hidden place and hiding the suitcase, he is also a bit smart."

Han Yang ignored him and followed the thin black man from a distance again, and finally saw him enter the Hei San gambling den with his own eyes.

Han Yang's first pot of gold was won in the Hei San gambling den. He also knew that the Hei San gambling den was the lair of a group of gangsters. The eldest brother's name was Hei San, and he was generally called the Third Brother on the street.

Although this group of people did not have a clear name, unlike the big gangs with clear names such as the Iron Wolf Gang, the Knife Gang, and the Blood Gang, they were also a tyrant in the surrounding blocks.

Hei San had more than a dozen core thugs under his command, and more than 20 peripheral brothers. He usually opened gambling dens and bars and collected protection fees. No one dared to mess with him.

"Damn it, it was Hei San who targeted me... He really has a dog nose. I've been stealthy enough. Could it be that the money I won in the gambling den a few months ago is causing trouble? No, that's not right, not that time."

It has been several months, and Hei San has not bothered me. It can't be about the money. It must be that I have been receiving express parcels all day recently, big and small, and I don't go out all day, but it seems that I still have money in my hand, so I came to test my depth.

After thinking for a while, Han Yang had an idea in his mind and left quietly.

It was late at night, but Hei San's gambling den was still bustling. The gamblers were shouting and the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, sweat, and stinky feet mixed together, which could make people stink.

In the small room behind the gambling den, Hei San, who had dark skin and a scar on his face, was hugging two women in revealing clothes and playing cards casually with several core thugs.

The short and thin man walked in and greeted with a smile, and then I heard Hei San's rough voice: "Amao, did you see it clearly?"

"The curtains are not transparent, so I can't see into the room, but it must be a computer, no doubt about it."

"Are you sure he's the only one at home?"

"Only one."

"He's the only one at home, and he has so many computers, he doesn't go out all day, and he has so much money in his hands..."

Hei San hesitated for a moment, and slowly smiled: "I didn't expect that there are so many hidden talents in our poor place..."

"Brother San, what does that guy do?"

"A hacker, or a master. No doubt about it."

Hei San's tone was very sure.