After I became the infinite flow boss

On the other side of the sky.

In the command room of the East District underground base, several middle-aged players started talking.

"Something is wrong. Has any player noticed the chance to win this game?"

"It's very likely," said a player holding a computer, "I've tried to search for the other party's intelligence, but damn, I found nothing. They're all fake IPs, and I can't lock anything."

"How could this happen? Judging from the current situation, the other party should have deployed on a large scale. When the scale reaches a certain level, there will always be players who make mistakes. What kind of force can hide so well? The enemy's backer won't be a character like the God of Information."

"It's hard to say, but that force is just one of them. At present, there are already a few 20 to 30 large-scale player forces that have deployed in full force. This game is not suitable for single-player combat at all. The power of a player is not enough to launch a meme war. Even Zhong Chen will die. But even if the player organization..."

"It's too difficult, but I can see that the key to winning or losing lies in whether you can conquer all the communication media in the game and snatch the cognition of NPCs."

"Agree."

"That's right."

At this point, several players looked at each other, because although they had deduced the final goal, they really couldn't think of the key process method that was really effective. However, the other party will never give them time to take one step at a time.

Under the seemingly peaceful surface of this game, it is actually very depressing. According to the data, tens of thousands of players have died from various forms of suicide, and they were all chosen by themselves, not by other players.

As time goes by, their personalities as players are covered by the NPC personalities, eliminated by their personalities, and destroyed mentally.

Here, the more subtle, harmless, and non-stimulating the danger is, the more terrible it is, just like watching your body being cut slowly after being anesthetized.

"Anyway, doing nothing is equivalent to self-destruction. We don't have to be afraid of the enemy and be restrained. We have at least more than a thousand players here, and there are so many masters. There will always be a way." The player holding the computer said optimistically.

However, there was an immediate rebuttal: "But do we have masters who play memes?"

As soon as this was said, the faces of the players present became more solemn.

Meme games are a new type of game that has only recently appeared in the infinite world. They have bizarre gameplay, complex elements, and are highly social. They require a lot of intelligence information and overall planning, and are time-consuming. There are many troubles, so few players go to explore the land. Most players just treat it as a new thing and learn a little bit, such as watching live broadcasts. There are very few players who actually play the game, and no player has ever published a serious guide.

At least for these 1,000 players, this time they go to explore the land with serious debuffs.

"By the way, have you ever calculated the extent to which memes can completely control a player's mind?"

The player holding the computer nodded, "Yes, it requires complete and unguarded acceptance. For example, if I tell you a story, and you completely immerse yourself in it without any doubt, and are moved by it, and interpret the plot in your mind and imitate some things, you will most likely be dead."

"Fuck, let alone how to resist, so we also have to rely on writing stories to play meme games?"

"That's just a form. If you think deeply, you also have to think about how to write and promote the story well. If you think broadly, the story is just one of the thousands of media, and the content and forms of dissemination are diverse."

"You You seem to know a lot?"

"I just did content marketing in the present world. These are just my common sense in the industry, but my professional ability is not strong enough to do such a large-scale content planning. Besides, our resources are far from enough. I think it is impossible to build a "communication empire" in a short period of time. It is too contrary to common sense."

The player holding the computer showed a worried look, but he continued: "The good news is that if we can't do it, it means that other player organizations are 80% unable to do it. It's just the same. We should all be standing at the same starting line and have to pass it by our own ability."

"That's right." The other players in the room agreed.

"Take it slow and down to earth. Start with the nearest resources. Fortunately, we are converted into an agency company, which is close to the communication group itself and has many connections with various channels. We are luckier than ordinary player forces." He emphasized again.

Then, they upgraded their strategy and took action again.

There are more than ten countries or civilizations in the form of countries that have been integrated into the Tianyu, but only three countries are ranked, and the others can be completely ignored. The cultures of these three countries are different, but basically their civilization forms are similar. They are in a state of game balance and are still peaceful, so there is a kind of business trade, cultural exchange and other forms of exchanges between them.

Different players are in different regions, but they are basically in the territory of these three countries.

Nowadays, most of the top player forces have thought of the winning opportunities of the game, so they are working hard to promote the game strategy. Individual players without a force to belong to are scattered all over the world. Some players hope to find other winning opportunities, and some are polluted by the game and feel lost, and are gradually hopeless.

"It's a problem. What's the situation with our players? Why are they all looking at their phones and computers? Damn, I finally understand. The NPCs in this game will die if they don't watch something." The player holding the computer just now rushed into the control room.

"It's polluted by the NPC settings. I found that the living habits of these NPCs are outrageous. They feel uncomfortable if they don't look at the computer or the phone. It's midnight now. If they want to sleep, it's normal. But they are all energetic to watch TV and browse their phones. Don't they need to sleep? Information dependence symptoms? This is it." As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at the boss who was talking opposite.

When the player holding the computer saw that she was eating supper in the middle of her words, and there was a mobile phone in front of her, he couldn't say a word. He slapped himself in the face. What the hell is going on.

"Is there any hope for this game?" He asked himself and felt a little desperate.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt creepy and stood up straight. An unprecedented powerful pressure appeared right above him, almost equal to the scale of a true god.

——"How can we give up so quickly? Only by winning this game can we get the 'brain of the Lord God'."

What brain of the Lord God? He was stunned, not understanding what the "brain of the Lord God" had to do with the game [God War].

But the alien being on the other side did not explain, but instantly instilled a lot of information.

He widened his eyes, his pupils almost split, his face was extremely painful, and the muscles all over his body were trembling.

In just one second, he suddenly calmed down from the extreme panic state, his temperament, expression, and eyes changed, revealing a demonic and weird breath.

"This body is not bad." He changed completely, and his inside was completely replaced with something else.

"The 'brain of the Lord God' is too troublesome, and the usual methods really can't deal with Him." He rolled his eyes and quickly thought of a direction.

"Entertainment, it still depends on us devils."

Lastly leaving a nonsense, he walked into the players, speaking and polluting as much as he wanted, and then gradually established a relatively resistant player group.

The same thing happened in other districts. The direction of transmission was about to change, and the situation gradually turned critical.

"We must hide and operate everything in secret. At the last step, we will overturn it all at once."

At the same time, the Black Dragon Group.

Bei Heng covered the eyes of the brain and let Him look back.

He couldn't be too concerned about the players in the white space, otherwise they would be very dangerous. Bei Heng had this intuition.

He raised his head and blinked his eyes, like the light and dark flashes of gems, revealing an extremely sacred aura.

Fortunately, Bei Heng was wearing a long robe, which was wide enough to accommodate Him. Otherwise, with His form, if He was really exposed to everyone, how could He attract attention.

He grabbed Bei Heng's clothes.

Bei Heng pulled open the edge of his clothes and saw that He opened his eyes wide and said in sign language that something was moving.

Is that so.

Bei Heng turned his head and turned on the public opinion monitoring system, as well as the mining system with influence as the main algorithm core. But the entire game environment seems to be constantly folding, and it is difficult to simulate a real-time intelligence map, so the degree of restoration is not enough after all. For example, if you find an IP, it may correspond to multiple regions.

However, this specific judgment is not difficult for Bei Heng. What the system cannot do, he directly calculates by himself, slowly locking step by step.

He touched His head, as if to comfort Him. So He hugged tighter, no longer nervous or awed, more intimate, and a little bit couldn't help but want to act recklessly.

He shook his head, lowered his eyes, and wanted to focus back on the Snake game in his hand, but his mood was unstable and he almost failed to pass the level several times, which was quite thrilling.

If he had a human heart, it must be beating violently at this time.

Mother is still as beautiful as ever, it's great, I want to hug my mother all the time, and no one will let her.

He unconsciously got closer, feeling the cold body temperature.

Perhaps because he was too close to her, Bei Heng finally realized something was wrong. When he came to his senses and looked at her, he knocked her head and asked her to move away.

She looked aggrieved, but she still held on tightly, and her intention was very obvious.

Seeing her childish appearance, Bei Heng felt pity and couldn't help but touch her head again.

"Okay, as long as you like it." Bei Heng indulged.

At the same time, the intelligence map simulated in his mind was basically complete, and the positions of the enemy forces exposed so far were locked.

"Which one should I start with?"

He thought about it and accidentally chose a player force that he least wanted to be chosen.