You don't decrypt at all do you?

Su Zhan: "...so."

Zhu Wen: "So?"

Su Zhan took a deep breath and began to say hello: "... Should you apologize for the days and nights we worked overtime?"

Zhu Wen sternly refused: "This is a matter of your leadership decision-making, and it's none of my business."

Su Zhan: "..." I knew it.

She didn't really want this apology, but she still wanted to feel good after talking about it.

Su Zhan waved her hand. Since Zhu Wen came to supervise the work early in the morning, she also had a question to ask.

She raised her head again and asked Zhu Wen: "Do you have nothing else to do?"

The scene has been restarted, and most of the high-level players choose to cooperate. Whether their purpose is to clear the level or simply want to score points, in terms of the result, they are all reducing the burden on the backstage staff of the game.

In general, they were not as busy as the first two days.

Zhu Wen shrugged: "I just want to ask, what is the thing that White Rabbit found in the scene before?"

In other words: "Who did it?"

Su Zhan shrugged: "I don't know."

Zhu Wen: "Can't find it?"

Su Zhan still shrugged: "Not every piecemeal thing that has nothing to do with the plot can be successfully traced to the source. After all, there are some things that the staff got distracted while working and made them casually."

"Things that don't affect the plot will not be registered one by one. We didn't expect this to happen. We can only say... If we knew today, we would be more standardized."

Zhu Wen: "Indeed."

No one could have imagined that this would happen.

"I didn't ask who made it?" Zhu Wen asked.

Su Zhan shrugged: "Although there are not many things that can't find the source, there are quite a few. If you ask someone... the efficiency will be much lower."

She lowered her head and pulled out the few things that the white rabbit had found before - either chrysalis or cicada sloughs. Su Zhan suspected that it was just that the white rabbit liked these disgusting things.

She lowered her head and stuffed the things into the box and threw them to Zhu Wen: "You can take it back and give it to any executive officer, and the executive officer's office will issue a full backstage notice. If the staff made it, someone will always claim it."

Zhu Wen raised the small box and stuffed it into the warehouse: "That's fine."

You can't blame the past staff for being passive and sabotage. After all, if you knew that you would play this in the third stage, you would treat it strictly from the beginning, and the game would be useless.

How can there be such a good thing.

"Then I will withdraw first." Zhu Wen originally came to see the progress of the traceability, but now that he has watched and chatted, it is time to withdraw.

He waved his hand at Su Zhan: "Shout something."

Su Zhan: "Come on!"

After answering, she continued to immerse herself in the work at hand—abbreviation: garbage sorting.

……

When Zhu Wen strolled back to the crisis response department, there was still no one there as usual.

According to Ji Shuang, the current situation is probably the busiest time since the crisis response department was full.

He went to Ji Shuang's office to take a look, and when he saw that no one was there, he left again.

He listened slightly, and heard the sound of "da da da" keys coming from a certain office.

Zhu Wen retreated to the door of the office and looked up.

It's the office of Executive Officer 12.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in!!!" The voice of the No. 12 executive came through the door panel, which was called a violent one.

Zhu Wen pushed the door open and went in: "What are you doing?"

He was just curious about what that "da da da" sound was.

Executive Officer No. 12 raised his head fiercely, and when he saw that it was Zhu Wen, he calmed down and said, "I haven't done a math problem for more than ten years."

Zhu Wen: "And then?"

His eyes fell on the computer in the hands of Executive Officer No. 12.

He understood: "Bonus points?"

Executive Officer No. 12 saw that he was wilting, and nodded with a wooden face: "The difficulty of each level is different, and the point rewards for players in the advanced field are also different. This used to be automatically settled by the game, because it has to match the script... But the script is under the control of the game itself, so..."

He covered his head: "Now we need to horizontally compare levels of similar difficulty in the past, and then formulate appropriate reward numbers based on the degree of clue collection, otherwise, if players compare privately without a standard for reference, it is difficult to say whether they will Something went wrong."

Zhu Wen: "Is your attitude too humble?"

Executive Officer No. 12: "Huh?"

Zhu Wen: "Just take the points, what's fair? Otherwise, just like Tom and the others, come to us to cooperate honestly and participate in the third stage seriously."

Executive Officer No. 12: "...That is indeed the truth."

The main reason is that they don't share the experience with the players now. If it was released in the past, they really don't care about this kind of thing. After all, they used to lack the opportunity to move their hands and feet. Now it is not enough time for one person to divide it into two halves.

"Forget it, I'm about to finish it here." Executive No. 12 pressed his forehead, thinking that Zhu Wen's words were also advisable: "If there is any dissatisfaction, then let them not be able to queue for the game, once and for all."

Zhu Wen has no comment.

It took a total of 3 months before and after, and they didn't have time to coordinate the psychology of such a large number of players.Those who can't keep up and don't want to help, he has no objection to squatting in the background and sitting in the mountains.

but.

"Where's Ji Shuang?" Zhu Wen asked.

Executive Officer No. 12: "It's time to go to the next scene, the broadcast team is a bit confused, and stopped a few scenes."

Zhu Wen: "So what does the broadcast group and the audience mean?"

Executive Officer No. 12 was surprised: "You don't know?"

Zhu Wen shrugged.

It wasn't enough to care about that before.

"We have no control over the audience," Executive Officer No. 12 said about this matter, not in a very definite tone: "But the position of the broadcast team is not promoted by the players. The broadcast team and we There are not many connections, and it is mainly used for real-time observation and coordination of scenes, but there are many scenes running at the same time, and generally they will not stare at the same scene."

"We think that since the people in the broadcast team don't come from the natural promotion of the players, where else can the game transfer people?" Executive Officer No. 12 shrugged: "The personality characteristics of the broadcast are very obvious. Speaking is human, so no surprises, the people in the broadcast team are all from the part of the players whose data has been deleted by the game."

Zhu Wen: "Maybe?"

Executive Officer No. 12 nodded: "Or it is a high probability. After all, most of the information received by the broadcast team comes from the game—I mean the rewards and punishments of the game, just like we will receive some instructions from the game in the backstage."

Zhu Wen: "You didn't have direct contact?"

Executive Officer No. 12: "Yes."

"The management area is also responsible for the coordination of the broadcast and the allocation of scenes. If the broadcast fails to match the management scene for a long time, it will automatically resign. So strictly speaking, we are still the boss of the broadcast team."

He said indifferently: "We even suspected that the position of the game broadcast cannot be decided by the backstage, because the game needs a good perspective to observe a certain player at any time."

Zhu Wen thought of the skipping cards in his hand, and said "uh", "It's not impossible."

Executive Officer No. 12 spread his hands: "But even from the perspective of the executive officer, it is still impossible to see the overall arrangement. These things are all because we had nothing to do before... and we were young before,"

Speaking of this, Executive Officer No. 12 gave a dry laugh: "It's not when I didn't want to reverse the game with a passion, so I went to study it."

Zhu Wen nodded slightly, expressing that he understood.

But now there is still a question: "Among the audience in the live broadcast room, what are those audiences who have the right to veto?"

Zhu Wen asked Ji Shuang this question before, but there was no accurate answer.

Executive Officer No. 12 looked at Zhu Wen: "I know so many things, why do you insist on asking about things I don't know?"

If it hadn't been for a while, Executive Officer No. 12 would have suspected that Zhu Wen was looking for trouble.

Zhu Wen shrugged: "Because most of the things you know, I also know."

Executive Officer No. 12: "..." It makes sense.

"...That thing," Executive Officer No. 12 was silent for a while, and said: "Actually, we don't know, after all, we and the broadcasting team can barely talk about it, but with the audience...that thing is something we know about them. There is, but there is no place to guess what you can’t touch or see.”

"It can only be said that the 'one-vote veto' has a bit of God's perspective. We have studied some players who were saved or deleted because of the 'one-vote veto', and it feels more... It's like a bad joke."

"Most of the deleted players are well-behaved, the kind of players who can do well with them, and won't be affected without them."

"Conversely, the players who are saved are either particularly capable or have good eyesight. But they don't have these characteristics, they will be saved, and the actual execution is more like...'depending on his mood'."

Zhu Wen: "Oh."

Executive Officer No. 12: "...No other ideas?"

Zhu Wen shook his head: "Not yet."

It really doesn't.

They don't even know if there is only one audience with "one-vote veto power" or if there are multiple; they don't even know whether this is just a hell thing to increase randomness and playability in the scene, or what is the key It is naturally difficult to express ideas.

Executive Officer No. 12 thinks the same, if Zhu Wen can realize something by talking about these nonsense nonsense, then Zhu Wen will become a fucking game nemesis.

He laughed: "Anyway, this kind of thing, I can't say no..."

In the middle of speaking, he stood up, and his eyes fell behind Zhu Wen: "Miss Executive Officer No. 0."

Zhu Wen turned around and raised an eyebrow at Ji Shuang: "Are you back?"

Ji Shuang nodded: "What are you talking about?"

Zhu Wen: "Small chat."

Ji Shuang let out a "hmm", knowing that No. 12 still had a lot of messy things at hand, so she looked at Zhu Wen: "When I just came back, I went around to District 9 to have a look."

Zhu Wen: "Huh?"

Ji Shuang: "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there are several more complicated scenes to be opened, and one of them matches Shu Shu's team."

Zhu Wen: "Can this match them?"

Ji Shuang: "They must be unlucky."

Zhu Wen: "Indeed."

Ji Shuang knew that Shu Shu was in the cocoon room in the territory these days, so he and Zhu Wen withdrew from the executive officer's office on the 12th, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Shu Shu? If he can't leave, let people... ..."

She gestured: "Operate."

The last time Zhu Wen contacted Shu Shu was yesterday morning.

He thought for a moment, and quickly responded: "Go back and ask him."

The two of them didn't stop, and they still had something to do in the afternoon, so they decided to go back to the dormitory first.

Ji Shuang followed Zhu Wen, "That's fine."

It wasn't until he got back to the dormitory that Zhu Wen remembered that there was still garbage picked up by the white rabbit in his warehouse.

While watching Ji Shuang make lunch, he took out the box from the warehouse: "Su Zhan said that there is no way to trace the source of these things, can you send a broadcast to find someone to claim them?"

Ji Shuang turned her head to take a look, then nodded: "When they sort it out, let's make an announcement in batches."

Zhu Wen nodded, put the things on the dining table, and looked up to see the flower that the white rabbit had brought back before.

He raised his hand and touched the petals, surprised: "Hasn't it withered yet?"

Ji Shuang shrugged: "It's only been four days, so it might be stronger."

She really hasn't studied flowers or anything, after all, she doesn't have that leisurely mood.If there is, it is to study toxic categories to trick people.

"Go and wash your hands." Ji Shuang said, "I'll be fine soon."

Zhu Wen replied "OK", put down the cicada in her hand and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

...

...

real world

It had been more than a day here, and Shu Shu was already feeling comfortable.

Speedboat?