Chapter 97 Going deep into the black market
This report is both unexpected and reasonable.
"***..." Noah sat on the cabinet, swaying his legs, "Is this a cult, otherwise why would he burn himself to death in public?"
Indeed, An Wujiu thought that there might be almost nothing else that happened suddenly.
But in just two days, the frequency of elements such as cults and religions appearing too high.
Still in the real world.
"Did you find it?" Zhong Yirou frowned slightly and said, "It seems that more and more religious-related events are around us, not only in the game, but also in the real world."
Yang Erci seemed to have expected it, and he was not surprised to see such news.
"Just by the name alone, the altar itself has a strong sense of religion."
Chen Ti sat on the carpet, crossed his legs, held his cheek with one hand, and painted something on the carpet with the other hand.
An Wujiu said, "I have always been curious about what the government's attitude towards the altar is like? So many people have died in the game now. Has the government not interfered yet?"
Yang Erci's face was solemn, "When he first entered the altar, no one could have thought that he would die. I'm afraid even the government thought it was just a simple virtual reality game. But later, when someone was eliminated for the first time, players began to panic on a large scale."
She was the one who had experienced that chaos.
"Everyone wants to escape, but he doesn't want to wait for death in the game. Although the current federal government does not have much real power and cannot check and balance with those large multinational companies, they still sent troops to protect the players who want to escape, and called on other players to leave the game, promising to protect them."
An Wujiu had already predicted the result.
Chen Ti looked up at Yang Erci, and her eyes dimmed.
"Because the production team of the altar is anonymous and not under the name of a large company, their mercenaries should not harm the player, so the players who escaped thought that with the protection of the army, they could successfully escape the control of the altar."
"But that's not the case." She looked up at An Wujiu who stood straight, "the army watched them die, everyone."
Noah did not experience that escape, and she asked curiously: "How did she die?"
Yang Erci said it very simply, "After entering the altar, the game cabin automatically installed the altar brain computer for each of us players. In addition to the simple virtual reality experience and various somatosensory functions, there is also a self-destructing device."
Everyone understood it in an instant.
Zhong Yirou was all uncomfortable. She was not the players present, but the soldiers in the army who thought they could save these people. They must have been very desperate at that time.
"So, after that, the government will not dare to take care of it."
Yang Erci shook his head, "I heard from someone I know that the government is still investigating. They set up a secret special team, with several researchers responsible for finding the organizations behind the altar, but whether this news is true or false, I don't know who these researchers are."
Although An Wujiu had long regarded Yang Erci as his teammate, he always felt that Yang Erci had concealed something.
It is a very unreasonable behavior for people like her to give up Chauvin's research experts and enter the altar to fight. She does not need to make money, and does not serve the social class. The two major purposes of entering the altar are not in line with them.
Then there is only the third type, what she wants to find from the altar, maybe it is a person, maybe the truth.
Until just now, An Wujiu couldn't understand her purpose, only knowing that she had a wide connection.
What Yang Erci described - the fact that a player was annihilated by a foul attempt to escape from the altar cannot be known to a player, at least it cannot be seen.
After all, players who did not foul at that time must have returned to the game cabin and entered the next round of games.
So she could only hear the people present saying that this is not a regular action and it is impossible for any passerby to witness it, so the only one who told her was the government army, or even the top leaders of the government army.
Yang Erci's identity is extraordinary, and An Wujiu also understands that she is unwilling to reveal these things. After all, it is a taboo to make simple words in the altar.
But just now, she talked about the secret investigation organization, and An Wujiu finally understood.
Yang Erci came to the Holy Hall because of this special group, or a member of this secret group, made a special trip to find out that the Holy Hall organization deliberately went deep into the tiger's den, became a player, and sought the truth.
Or she came to find someone, and the player in the special team was looking for.
An Wujiu's speculation was almost subconscious, so when he reached the conclusion, he felt a little cold, not for Yang Erci, but for himself.
He realized that he was afraid of his deep thoughts.
It turns out that he is really about to merge.
After everyone learned that the altar had completely exceeded the government's control, they couldn't help feeling a little sad. The only life-saving straw that could be relied on seemed to have died. After reading today's news, I'm afraid that the straw itself would be in danger.
Yang Erci did not go deeper into the topic, An Wujiu did not intend to expose it, nor did he ask more about it.
He knew that when Yang Erci really trusted them, he would definitely speak out.
There was a knock on the door outside the door. Yang Erci checked the face through the electronic butler and said to everyone: "It's Wu You."
Noah seemed to like opening the door very much, and was the first to jump out of the cabinet and run to open the door for them.
Zhong Yirou was still calling her from behind, "You can let the butler system open the door."
"Oh." Shen Ti, who had not said anything, supported his hands behind him, and was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, saying something very ungrateful, "I even know the functions of the housekeeper system in my home."
Zhong Yirou almost couldn't help but knock on his head, "Don't break your mouth here."
Shen Ti suddenly rushed to An Wujiu, who was standing well on the right back, hugged his legs, "Wujiu, she bullied me."
An Wujiu pretended to be unmoved, "You bully you back."
Shen Ti sighed, "My wife doesn't help me, alas, it's so hard."
An Wujiu stepped back as if he had been poked, "What are you talking nonsense, don't scream."
As soon as Wu You stepped into the door with one foot, he heard Shen Ti's words. Now he just wanted to take back his feet.
What kind of evil fate can make him hurt by Shen Ti.
Yang Erci got up from the sofa and greeted Wu You. When she learned that she was going to the black market, Yang Erci called him, who was relatively familiar with the black market.
An Wujiu remembered Gabriel's incident, so he greeted Zhong Yirou and gave her Gabriel's contact information.
Zhong Yirou is a cheerful person. When she heard that the other party was a rich nouveau riche, she immediately nodded like a garlic and took over the contact information.
"But there is one thing to be careful." An Wujiu remembered and added, "He is very lustful."
Yang Erci, who had been talking to Wu You, looked up at them, but Zhong Yirou didn't notice it at all. Instead, she asked An Wujiu, "Has he hooked up with you?"
"No." An Wujiu felt helpless for her brain circuit, "He is a pure straight man."
Zhong Yirou immediately said "Oh" long, "No wonder Chendi doesn't care. He even asked you to go there so many times."
Sitting on the ground, he replied politely: "I don't care, some people care, be gentle if you have a better heart."
Zhong Yirou almost vomited for him.
Only then did An Wujiu realize that she, who always pretended to be charming, was actually very insensitive to emotional matters and even slower.
There is really a huge contrast.
Wu You came to An Wujiu, "Let's log in first to see if there is anything you want on the black market network."
An Wujiu agreed.
Wu You used his host to log in to a virtual IP, entered the account and password, and entered a layer-to-layer encrypted network, which is what he called the "black market".
But after opening the website, An Wujiu realized that this was not like an ordinary shopping or second-hand trading website. They did not list the products, but were more like a social network and a community.
Wu You clicked on the people he had followed and read his latest post.
Yang Erci, who was standing beside him, noticed that the man just sent a picture of a pack of potato chips, without even a single text.
But when Wu You clicked in, he found that he had already been set and could not leave a message.
"No." Wu You looked at An Wujiu, "It has been sold."
"Is this a citizen chip?" Yang Erci asked.
"Well." Wu You explained to her, "The English word for potato chips is chips, which is the same as chips, so many sellers regard this as slander."
In addition to citizen chips, organs, prosthetics, illegal genetic drugs and illegal weapons that have not been tested, including living humans, can be traded here. It is obvious that all sales on this website are illegal and infringes on the rights and interests of those large companies, so all sellers here are extremely careful.
The website does not provide private chats with sellers to avoid being tracked by the government, so it can only be posted by the seller and the buyer leaves a message to give contact information. The messages here are only visible to the poster, and then mailed by the seller or handed in person.
"Is it difficult to buy chips?" An Wujiu asked.
"Yes, the control is getting stricter now."
Wu You was a little disappointed that the only transaction source found was broken. He had traded in the seller, but because he was about to enter the altar at that time, the transaction failed and he did not have the seller's contact information.
"Generally, such sellers will not only have one, but we may not be able to contact him anymore." Wu You said.
"Why?" Chen Ti stood up and stretched, "Since he had a post record, shouldn't he be able to track his IP?"
"Everyone here uses virtual IPs," Wu You curled his lips, "No one is so stupid. He uses his real IPs, not to mention that the website has multiple layers of protection mechanisms, and even virtual IPs are fake. It is impossible for ordinary people to find out unless it is a very powerful hacker."
Chen Ti cleared his throat, "I'm going to tell you, I really have such a little hacking skills."
Wu You looked like a genius believed you, "What are you farting?"
An Wujiu almost laughed, and he turned his face to look at Chen Ti, "Really?"
Chen Ti shrugged, "I'll give it a try."
After saying that, he borrowed Yang Erci's studio and Wu You's host and started writing code.
Wu You originally thought he was bragging and just wanted to see his jokes, but he didn't expect that Chen Ti didn't really lie this time.
It didn't take too long, Wu You's host started to project all possible virtual IPs and automatically filtered them out.
"No, why are you doing this?" Wu You's face frowned.
"I learned it." Chen Ti made a fuss, "There is a player who is a hacker."
Yang Erci asked: "Teammate?"
Chen Ti shook his head, "Opportune."
Wu You didn't believe it: "You are lying!"
"Believe it or not."
Chen Ti looked arrogant, and Wu You became even more angry.
About two or three minutes, the program written by Chen Ti found out two possible IPs, and the addresses located by these two IPs are not far apart, and they are both in the same city.
After success, Chen Ti looked at the time, then held An Wujiu's hand, held it and shook it twice.
"Do you want to search?"
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