My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1512: 1509 Spy Wars I'm sorry I couldn't satisfy you all

Chapter 1512 1509. Spy Wars: I'm sorry I couldn't satisfy you all

"Rose, what are the test results of the foreigners' imitation consciousness connector?"

After staying alone in the swamp restricted area for several days, Murphy, who had finally completed the modification of the gray desert terrain, stretched and left the mechanical seat. He asked casually, but it took several seconds before he got a response from his bed partner.

"This is terrible! I have never seen such a bad code. The running efficiency is too low, the redundant partitions are seriously insufficient, and the data release is also problematic. It is obviously imitating the Creator's technology, why is it so bad?"

Rose complained:

"I'm still guiding them to make improvements. The first thing to change is that pile of shitty code. It's really terrible! Compared with the efficient programming method used by the Creator, the efficiency of binary language is too low.

I know it's not their fault, but I was responsible for converting between the two different encoding methods, and the efficiency of my data kingdom has been reduced by 7 percentage points.

I really can’t stand it anymore!

Haven't they already cracked the Creator's code? Why do they still insist on using binary code?"

"Because it is ours after all, Rose. Foreigners are like this. They can learn humbly, but they can only be considered successful if they can compile their own insights from the knowledge of others."

Murphy sighed and said:
"Let them be. Such self-reliance deserves our respect. Besides, you complained so much but didn't completely deny the device. This proves that the device can actually be used, right?"

“Yes, it can be used!”

Rose said:
“But even if I took on most of the data redundancy, their equipment was still far from meeting the design standards of the Creator’s gaming helmets.

At the current speed, two more rounds will basically achieve the stage where the consciousness of aliens forms a psychic projection in the material world. However, because there is no plane positioning beacon, you will also be responsible for relaying the signals for these players. "

"Speak human language. I don't understand these complicated theories. Forgive my ignorance, but I'm just an uneducated vampire."

Murphy complained and Rose sighed, probably because she was disgusted that her bed partner had such a handsome appearance but was actually a jerk at heart.

I was really blind.

The WIFI Goddess thought so, and then explained in simpler language:
“They can enter this world, but they can never complete the shaping of the otherworldly entities because they did not come here through ‘proper channels’.

Moreover, these guys can only move in the material world and cannot go to the astral world or other planes. Once they leave the plane you are in, they will go offline directly due to the loss of "signal". As I said just now, the gaming equipment imitated by foreigners lacks plane beacons, but the creator of the technology used to make the things did not leave it in this world at all. I think it must be something very important.

In other words, you will become a 'signal tower'.

Do not!
If you think about it carefully, the process of these players entering the other world through the game helmets is actually using you as a signal relay, which means that you have been a signal tower expert for a long time. "

"Can't we use the plane communication system of the Land of Creation as a relay?"

Murphy asked:

"We have used that thing to communicate with foreigners before. It can also travel across the universe."

"Of course, it is possible, but this will put the Creator's Land at risk. You know, the communication between the universes will be noticed by the Warp Shadow."

Rose said:
"This will cause their precise location to be captured by more Warp shadows. There has already been a psychic reaction over there. If we assume that such a clear beacon is there, the situation will likely get worse.

In my opinion, they can't make too many game cabins in a short period of time anyway, so you just need to bear this little pressure for the time being. When the production line over there matures and more players can enter Transia through imitation game equipment, it won't be too late to bind to the Land of Creation."

"Row."

Murphy nodded and asked:
"How long will it take before you can start your first experiment?"

"It will be soon, maybe within two or three days. Aren't they selecting qualified candidates? After they finish selecting, we can start the experiment."

Rose paused, then changed to a more personal tone and said:
“I know that you instructed the explorers to imitate the gaming equipment in order to circumvent the quota limit, Murphy, but the spread of this technology is likely to cause some instability, especially when chaos agents have appeared in the other world.

Aren't you afraid that what would happen if those agents also mastered this technology and started to madly expand the warp space?"

"What am I afraid of?"

Murphy complained:
“You’ve already said that I am the beacon that connects all foreigners to this world. No matter if they come in with helmets or imitation gaming equipment, I have the power of life and death. Unlimited banning is a sure kill.

I hope the shadows of the Sunless Sea will find this and find a way to find the second beacon on my behalf.
This way, they can indeed allow the Chaos Agents to invade this world, but that also means we have a second planar beacon as well.

Their power will become ours too!

There is no distinction between good and evil in plane beacons. If they dare to open their doors with fanfare, I can summon 100 million foreigners in one day.

Let’s bet on each other to see who will give up first.

And the main problem now is to get enough reserve warriors before the war between Order and Chaos. What you are worrying about is the future. If we can't get through this hurdle now, there will be no "future" to speak of.

Rose, I think you must have thought about why the Creator gave me the ability to summon foreigners. What is He implying?

Are there some kind of mysterious connection between the two worlds from the beginning, or let us be bolder, is the other world also shaped by the Creator? If the fate of the two is bound together from the beginning, then what we are doing now is definitely the right choice.

Even if there is no connection between the two.

As far as the current situation is concerned, we are in the same boat with them. If we have a common enemy, we can naturally work together."

"You're right. If you can't solve the current problems, thinking about the future is just unrealistic."

Rose said:
"Then you should get ready. After the selection is over, we will start the connection test of the imitation equipment. Also, Murphy, my data kingdom is running out of space again, so you see."

"Ah? Didn't I just give you a server last month? How come it's not enough again! What on earth are you doing, Rose? Why do I feel like you're taking advantage of these opportunities to make crazy profits for yourself?
You have been given two vacant servers in the Creation Engine. Please use them sparingly. The Creator didn’t use so many when he built the Eden District!
And I'm your bed partner!

You even cheat on your bed partner? You are worthy of being the God of Shadow Elves. "
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Alpha's offline exhibition activities were still in full swing on the second day. In particular, the two virtual reality devices they launched were indeed of much higher quality than similar products on the market, making everyone who tried them unable to stop.

Although in the eyes of players, this kind of thing that can only reach 80% realism at most is really quite ordinary, but they are the kind of people who are used to eating bran and cannot understand the lives of their poor brothers who are still playing games on computers.

The bottom line is that while gaming pods may be expensive, VR headsets aren’t much more expensive than their counterparts.

In this case, an excellent user experience is very attractive.

“How many pairs of glasses do they sell in a day?”

Che Che, who was working as a display man at the booth, asked quietly during his break. Meow Meow Shark, who was at the same booth with him, shook his head and said:

“I can’t count them all. Anyway, I saw that among those who competed with me, almost every three people would buy one to play with. This exhibition will last for five days. If this is really an operating company, it will make a lot of money.

But these glasses are just a small matter. I asked Sister Mengha, and she said that these glasses are just additional products when they made the game cabin, and they were originally used to recover funds. The real technological content is the game cabin upstairs.

Mengha said they are trying to use that thing to replace the gaming helmet. "

"Holy crap! Can this still happen?"

Che Che exclaimed, and asked hurriedly:

"If this is accomplished, then there will be no need for game quotas, right?"

"What are you thinking about? Do you know how much the game cabin upstairs costs?" Meow Meow Shark pouted and said:

"They are just Fu Ge's toys. Although the price will certainly drop after commercialization, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford. It will take at least ten years of improvement and research and development to replace the gaming helmet. Fortunately, this is a national project and the investment is regardless of cost.

If this kind of development were done privately, it would probably result in huge losses.

So in the future, the helmets in our hands will still maintain their value. Most importantly, I heard Sister Mengha mention that even if we can really play with the game cabin, it is just a game. Without the core code of the Creator, it is impossible to load the entities from other worlds. "

"Oh, is that so? That's boring."

When Cheche heard that the game cabin could not load the alien entity, he immediately lost all interest in the new thing. After experiencing the wonderful feeling of the alien entity, it is absolutely impossible for him to go back to being a psychic projection!
"Look! There's a foreigner over there!"

Che Che was waiting for his shift change boredly, but when he turned around he saw a blonde girl in the crowd. He immediately became interested, but of course not that kind of interest.

As we all know, Che Che doesn't like ordinary women.

This guy's eyes were full of vigilance. He bumped Meow Meow Shark's arm and whispered:

"That guy might be a spy. Call Uncle Hat right away! He's a walking 50."

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"What are you looking at?"

Meow Meow Shark was helpless. He sighed and said:

"That's Nova, okay!

She came here with Jim. Haven't you seen the photos she posted on the forum? I forgot. No wonder you are not interested in women in human form. Besides, even if there really is an enemy spy, it would be a shame if you could find him."

When Che Che thought about it, he realized the same thing and stopped paying attention to these things. He just hoped that these five days would pass quickly so that he could continue to go to Transia to chase Spider Lady and do big things!

But in fact, Meow Shark was wrong.

There were indeed enemy spies operating in the exhibition area where they were. Of course, as he said, these people were indeed difficult for ordinary people to detect.

A middle-aged man dressed as a cleaner was pushing a cleaning cart on the road leading to the central computer room.

He lowered his head with an honest look, and his face was that of a true oriental man. His stubble made him look like an ordinary citizen.

But the closer he got to the central computer room, the lighter his footsteps became. Taking the opportunity to glance inside, he saw a young girl in a staff uniform adjusting the server data. The server that was transferred here was his target.

He knew that his organization had given up on collecting gaming helmets. On the one hand, almost all previous operations had failed and some elite soldiers had been lost. On the other hand, they had confirmed that every gaming helmet was monitored and a security alarm would be triggered immediately if there were any signs of departure.

In this situation, it is basically impossible to take the helmet back, and the special material of that thing means that they cannot dismantle it on the spot.

Therefore, these guys chose a method with a higher success rate.

Especially after the launch of Alpha Corporation and the Second Life project, they have been able to confirm that the University of Tokyo has mastered mysterious knowledge from another world, and everything in this exhibition comes from the research of that knowledge.

They wanted to obtain this knowledge, but this matter could not be resolved through negotiation, and the network security upgrade of the confidential department of the University of Tokyo prevented them from remotely hacking the server. In this case, sending agents to implant monitoring programs into the hardware seemed to be the only possibility.

Of course, this guy didn't really intend to die just because he came here alone.

He entered the cleaner's lounge, took out his watch to check the time, and waited for the pointer to reach a certain moment when the guy fell to the ground with his mouth covered. His arms were covered with strange tattoos, which were flashing a strange light.

He was in great pain but made no sound, as if he was being exerted and changed by some invisible force, and gradually disappeared with each gasp.

It's like it's covered.

In this strange "hiding", he looked at the time on his watch. "That door" was only open for fifteen minutes each time, and he had to finish his work and evacuate within fifteen minutes.

Without hesitating for a second, he quickly left and headed towards the central computer room.

The cameras can't capture him and the infrared sensor won't trigger any alarms. This power from the mysterious realm is enough to fight against real technology.

This is why he dares to come here!
As one of the first "blessed ones", he believed that he was on the road to becoming a "superman". He was proud of this and was determined to remove all obstacles on the way to the great being's arrival.

He entered the computer room and saw the busy young girl. He grinned, quietly approached the server and placed an inaudible button-like object on the chassis. Then he waited for the interference implantation to be completed, and his mission was over.

It was easy, not much more difficult than sneaking into the Oval Office in the previous test.

He waited like this.

Behind him, Mengha, who was lying there organizing data, moved her shoulders uncomfortably. She looked around and saw that there was no one else here. It seemed that she was overthinking.

So he stood up and took the cup to get water from the water dispenser. The moment he turned around, Mengha suddenly took out a remote control-sized thing that he had made a few days ago from his pocket and pressed the button.

"Drip drip drip"

A shrill alarm sounded in the computer room all of a sudden.

Looking at the readings of the instrument in her hand, Mengha's expression changed drastically. She threw away the cup and rushed out of the central machine room, trembling as she tried to pull out the pistol at her waist, while shouting:

"Come on! The readings are abnormal! There are Chaos Followers here!"

"Swish"

The doors of the three surrounding rooms were pushed open at the same time.

The tall and mighty Jiezi and the somewhat tired Langzi brother blocked the door of the central computer room on the left and right. The next moment, more than seven guns were pointed at the empty room.

The prodigal brother shouted:
"Are you going to come out on your own? Or are you going to be beaten into a hornet's nest and dragged out?"

No one answered him.

It seems that the guy inside has made up his mind to pretend that he doesn't exist. Brother Langzi winked at Mengha who was trembling behind him.

She immediately ran out with a security guard, and came back a few minutes later pushing something similar to an electrocardiogram device. After everyone covered their ears, Mengha started the thing.

Sound waves of special frequency emitted from it. Others just felt a buzzing in their heads, but the hidden "blessed one" screamed and jumped out from his invisible state. His ears, eyes and nostrils were bleeding from the sound wave attack that imitated the rhythmic frequency of the energy of creation.

"I'm Chao! Mutant! Mystique!"

Ziwei, who was holding the pistol, screamed and immediately rushed over to handcuff the guy. Mengha also ran over and found the device that was uploading the program that interfered with the listening experience.

She looked at the thing in her hand with disgust, checked the data again, and said to the others:
"The server has not been breached. The monitoring program they used cannot penetrate the communication network under the Creator Framework. There are no screams from other places. It seems that only he came. Report to the higher-ups. Those Chaos Agents have launched an infiltration attack on us.

What a shame!

Born in a technological world, yet choosing the evil path of spiritual ascension, they are indeed a bunch of barbarians! "

(End of this chapter)

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