My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1421 1418. I was just bragging about a public beta, but you guys took it seriously.

After several days of transfer, players wandering around the continent were basically gathered on the defense line of the locust wall.

Nearly 15,000 players were participating in the event, making the entire defense line extremely noisy. Their strange jumping and walking postures could be seen everywhere, and these guys were always present in every place where there was fun.

They are so good at causing trouble!
The harassment of soldiers exhausted from battles and attempts to "trigger missions" has caused conflicts to break out from time to time in the military camp, which has caused great pain to commanders at all levels, but they still choose to silently endure the various weird things that these crazy foreigners do from time to time.

Just because they all know that when a battle is needed, they can always trust these funny people from another world.

Especially when they braved the increasingly dangerous swarm of insects to drag those soldiers who were already dying back to the position, every soldier who had insulted them would apologize to the players in the most shameful manner, but they were completely unaware that these heroic battles and noble rescues were merely "missions planned by dogs."

But for the development team, coordinating the interactions of so many players and the triggering of real-time tasks is a terrifying task in every sense.

"Death, death, death!!!"

Murphy had just opened his eyes from Tris's arms, ready to greet the new day with full energy, when the "loser's cry" of Ms. Rose rang in his ears.

Murphy was startled by the weak and anxious tone. He looked for his clothes beside the bed and put them on while asking curiously:

"What's wrong with you? Did you lose the war between gods? Has the kingdom of God been invaded by the evil spirits of the warp? Do you need me to call for support from the sentinels?"

"No, the server is overloaded. My kingdom of God is already filled with all kinds of data."

Rose sighed and said:
“I underestimated the terrifying data flow that would be generated if I threw all the little players into a box garden area and let them interact with the surrounding beings as much as they wanted!

Fifteen thousand people are constantly triggering various random tasks almost every moment. I have already put two-thirds of the computing power of the Kingdom of God into real-time calculations, but the core of the Kingdom of God crashed four times last night alone.
This can't go on like this!

Murphy, I am applying to urgently open up more servers to support this battle of computing power."

"Ah? You can't handle just 15,000 people?"

Murphy also looked helpless. He leaned over and kissed the scar on Tris's back, then covered his wife with the quilt. Then he said to Rose:
"I am currently sending out new game helmets. After tomorrow's new version update, 33,000 new players, including the expanded Helldivers, will log into the game. This is a two-fold increase in data!

Ms. Rose, is your thin dog any good? "

"Twice? Chao! Murphy, was your PE teacher selling spicy hot pot before he taught you math?"

Rose screamed in Murphy's consciousness:
"Adding 30,000 more people's data interaction is not just double the pressure! This thing increases exponentially. Once so many new players' game systems are connected, my data kingdom will definitely be overloaded in an instant, and it will also have a devastating impact on the world network that I have already woven.

The capacity must be expanded!
Please quickly set up more redundant database partitions for me in the Creation Engine. It must be five times larger than the current database!
At least five times.”

"Well, I can open up the database system that you stored in the Kingdom of God to you. Anyway, that place was originally used to manage the data exchange of the Creator region of the entire world. Now that the Creator system has collapsed, there is no point in keeping that place.

You can use that database to your heart’s content.”

Murphy said:
"But I guess even with such a large database it's still not enough for you, because the number of players will only increase in the future, and if the public beta is launched... Let me ask directly, with your current processing power, what is the upper limit of the operation and maintenance that can be carried out after the new database is in place?"

“Ten to fifteen thousand people interacting with the physical world in real time.”

Rose gave a precise answer, but Murphy was not satisfied with it:

"You are a deity, ma'am, how can you only have 100,000 followers? Other gods of faith can manage hundreds of thousands or even millions of followers at the same time."

"Isn't that nonsense?"

Rose cursed fiercely:

"Can other gods of faith handle the needs of their believers in the same way as I do? They don't need to install a game interface that can generate real-time interactions and random tasks for each believer. Can the amount of information generated by automatic responses and real-time interactions be the same?

However, there are actually some tricks.”

The Data Goddess hesitated for a moment and said to Murphy:

"If you can give me an artificial godhead."

"Well, the one I was going to give to Pad was rejected by Bloodhorn. That stupid bull has already made up his mind to follow Mother Gaia and walk the path of Old Aotou, so theoretically there is no problem in giving it to you."

Murphy asked in a strange tone:

"But are you sure you want to bear such a bondage? You don't seek power, and you don't like fighting, right?"

"I don't need it, but the expansion of the Kingdom of Data and the upgrade of the World Network are stuck here, do you understand, Murphy?"

Rose said in a sad tone:
“In the final analysis, my current form still does not deviate from the traditional form of belief in God. My great power depends on the faith of believers. At a time when data faith is in its infancy, the faith of shadow elves alone is not enough to support my rapid growth.

After all, their beliefs were not meant to help me weave the web of the world.

My shadow elf followers have their heads filled with yellow waste. Everyone's brain is connected to their joy beans. Their stale thinking makes it difficult for them to even understand the concept of the world network. Therefore, I urgently need a reality anchor that can help stabilize and expand the kingdom of God.

I specifically asked Kulkan about this, and that silly girl told me that every artificial godhead has a built-in faith management module. To put it bluntly, that thing is an automatic answering machine, but it was designed by the Creator, so its potential is far more than just automatically responding to believers' prayers.

I figured I could adapt that thing and tie the player's real-time interaction with the physical world to that module.

In this way, I don't need to waste precious computing power on taking care of your foreigners who always like to do fancy things. I believe that the Creator's technical ability can allow that module to complete this preset module on my behalf and the work can be carried out on an assembly line.

Then, I can devote myself wholeheartedly to weaving the web of my dear world.

Once the World Web is completed, it will be able to operate to converge these complex data streams into a sea of ​​data that covers the material world. Every ebb and flow will take away the redundancy, just like an automatically executed data deletion command.

You know what I mean, Murphy?

I want to create an artificial godhead not for power, but to make good use of the tool to reduce my burden. Of course, I know that if I take that thing, I will have to shoulder the responsibility of fighting against the evil creatures of the warp. Although my combat ability is a little weak, I can still help when a fight is needed. "

"How about customizing a special frontier contract for you?"

Murphy thought for a while and said:
"Spread your World Web domain to the astral plane that is about to be revived. If possible, extend it as far as possible into the warp, so that players and warriors can also get your help when they set foot in the warp.

this point is very important!

At least as long as you are here, the various intelligent weapons on them will not suddenly rebel due to the infection of the corrupt meme, and they can also get detailed environmental and battlefield guidance when fighting in the subspace.

It's like a 'Rose version of a bad map'."

"Okay, that sounds challenging, just hurry up and arrange it anyway."

Rose said in a very weak voice:

"I have to integrate this database quickly, otherwise I will have to stage a 'Fall of God' as soon as your 30,000 new recruits come in. But speaking of which, can you now issue 30,000 helmets at a time?

Is this getting rich?

I still remember when we first started working together, you were so fussy about even hundreds of helmets.”

"You're feeling better now, aren't you?"

Murphy said proudly:

"The cycle of life and death that I manage is maintained in a fairly active state, especially after the fishmen were included in this system. Almost a thousand people are added to the account every day. As the underworlds in various places gradually get back on track, this number will continue to increase. But there is always a threshold.

In the absence of any new breakthroughs, it is still not yet feasible to launch a full-scale public beta test on the current scale, but I guess [Data Deleted] should have left me one last surprise.

It is most likely related to breaking the upper limit of the number of summons from other worlds.

In short, although you keep complaining about being tired, I haven't seen you voluntarily give up this job, which means that the more players there are, the more helpful it will be to your World Network, right?"

"Hey, you found me."

Ms. Rose said weakly and proudly:
“The weaving of the World Network refers to the underlying architecture and upper-level design of the network in another world. It is not difficult to create it. The real difficulty lies in the control and management of information flow. The more players you have, the more massive data they generate, which can provide me with a more realistic simulation of the complete data model of the World Network.

The more accurate this model is, the better my control over the world's web will be in the future.

So in theory, your players are all my 'testers'!
Like the development team, I also have to go through various stress tests and bug fixing processes before I can finally create the most perfect world network, and even mobilize special frequency psychic energy to give it more powerful authority.

For example, 'Downgraded Version·Magic Net'.
Haha, this is just an idea. Whether it can be implemented or not will have to wait and see.

Database takeover completed! The expansion of the Kingdom of God begins! I have to go and split the redundant data flow area. Murphy, let's have some sex when you have some free time."

"Ah this!"

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Murphy was stunned and scolded:

"Pay attention to your image! Rose, you are a god after all, can you not be so frivolous?"

"Tsk, I'm being extremely conservative now, okay?"

Ms. Rose complained:
"It's been so long, and you're the only one I've had a one-night stand with. If those traitors of the Abyss Cult knew about this, they would definitely laugh at me for being a pathetic ascetic. Well, speaking of the Abyss Cult."

She hesitated, then said to Murphy:

"I'm counting on you to do this. Consider it as something I owe you."

"You owe me a lot, but considering that we are currently working well together and you have become one of the most important members of the development team, I am willing to help."

Murphy snapped his fingers and said:
"Sorry to bother you with the update tomorrow. The text information has been uploaded. The server will be released according to the normal process. If the swarm information database is integrated, it can also be opened together."

"receive."

Rose answered very professionally:
"Leave it to me, Boss."
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"Ahhh! Did I read that right? How many new players logged in after the 4.0 version update? Thirty thousand? Shit! They tripled the number of players in one fell swoop! How are we supposed to do security work with a full forty-five thousand people?"

A scream rang out from Brother Zhongcheng's office, mixed with various Chinese curses and the sound of things being smashed. Jiezi and Ziwei, who were running over to report on their work, looked at each other, shrank their heads, and prepared to go back to work, waiting to talk about these trivial matters after the boss calmed down.

However, the prodigal brother who came with them had experienced many storms.

When he heard that Brother Zhongcheng was somewhat out of control, he frowned, pushed open the door and walked in, and saw Brother Zhongcheng sitting on a chair with a sad face, smoking a cigarette lonely.

He cleaned up the things on the table.

But the only thing that was still there was his gaming helmet, which he treasured very much.

"I heard it outside."

Langzige, who was promoted to deputy leader of the special task force responsible for real-world helmet security last month, pushed up his blue light blocking glasses and said:

"What's going on? Alpha Corporation wants to expand the number of players?"

"Yes, the forums and the tavern are going crazy. They are all saying that Alpha Corporation has finally solved the production capacity problem, and the one-time release of 30,000 helmets is the beginning of the players' carnival, but we all know the actual situation."

Brother Zhongcheng blew out smoke rings and said in despair:
"And actually more than 30,000 helmets were distributed this time. The Hell Divers project has also undergone its third expansion. Counting the previous two expansions, the project now has nearly 8,000 people. However, they will only be deployed under special circumstances, so the impact can basically be ignored.

The problem is that adding 30,000 players at a time would put a devastating strain on our monitoring system, and we couldn’t possibly send that many people to monitor the movements of every helmet.”

"Uh, actually you can."

The prodigal brother handed the document in his hand to the loyal brother and said:

"According to the documents forwarded from the base this morning, Uncle Yincha's team has completed three tests of the 'Creator Specification Integrated Data Workbench', and it has been confirmed that it can be put online.

Its operating efficiency is more than five times that of the integrated tools we currently use. It not only improves office efficiency, but also can be used to monitor helmet position and player status information by simply modifying parameters.

The best part is that a few minutes after the workbench verification was completed, Alpha sent us the connection parameters of the monitor built into the gaming helmet.

This is basically equivalent to giving us access to the background monitoring of players’ helmets.

Although it is still impossible to fine-tune each helmet, with this thing, there is no need to worry about the helmet being lost. Obviously, they also know what happened here and use this thing to suggest that we improve the existing monitoring system.

That thing is an electronic product!

We only need to capture the signal to confirm whether it is safe, and there is no need for brothers to run out to monitor it in person. "

"good good good good!"

Brother Zhongcheng took the document and looked at it, then he slapped the table with joy and said:
"Contact the base immediately! Please ask Uncle Yincha's team to quickly bring the prototype over to us. The player signals of the new version that will be released tomorrow must be recorded and monitored in real time 24 hours a day."

"Um, Boss"

Jiezi and Ziwei looked at each other, and he stepped forward and said to Brother Zhongcheng:

“Although adopting new tools can free up our workload, in the long run, this is still not a good idea! They mentioned the ‘open beta’ this time, which means they have similar plans.

Now, just 45,000 people have left us scratching our heads. I dare not imagine what kind of social impact this thing will have if it really spreads.

I think if this thing can't be stopped, then we might as well control the pace of its advancement!"

"Huh? What do you say?"

Brother Zhongcheng looked up at Mustard, who shrugged and said:

"Do you remember how Alpha introduced himself in the forum when True Alien World was first launched? He boasted that this was a national project and that it was a pilot version of a 'virtual second life' project. He made a lot of claims.

Now that the cooperation between the two sides has reached a deep level, it would be better to confirm this rumor!

The government announced a breakthrough in virtual reality technology, and the country took the lead in promoting the "Second Life" project into the testing phase, and then recruited volunteers from all over the society, making Alpha's technological strength a part of the national symbol!

In this way, if Alpha Corporation really wants to conduct a large-scale public beta test, it will not cause unnecessary confusion in public opinion.

Of course, both sides have to be in sync.”

"Well, that makes sense."

Brother Zhongcheng nodded, thought for a moment, picked up his helmet, and said:
"Master Qin and I will have a meeting first, and you guys come up with a plan to show to the higher-ups."

(End of this chapter)