When the player with the triple identities of Cyber Monk, Film Sticker, and Turing Priest saw the notice of the seminar, he felt a thunderous shock and despair on his face.
On the contrary, the really imaginative girl, ‘Mianmian who likes to sleep’ saw this news and jumped up excitedly!
"Great, I can finally repair my brain! I want to grow short hair, I want to grow a mohawk!!"
The notice is very simple. All the corporate members of the research association (followed by a series of corporate names), after voting, unanimously agreed to abolish the brain-computer project and choose the virtual helmet route.
All the transformed 'artificial data' will be 'secondary transformed' at a fixed location in each mechanical city; that is, the brain computer will be removed and the back of the head will be repaired using bionic technology.
"That's great, monk, I finally don't have to worry about my brain leaking," Mianmian, who likes to sleep, cheered. There was an obvious depression on her bobbed head, which was a brain hole as big as a fist!
But the ‘brain-watering’ one is completely lost.
The player's XP is free, and his 'brain filling' is an out-and-out brain-computer control.
He opened a 'film group' he had created, and sure enough, the group was already noisy.
‘Damn it, if I change the technical route, wouldn’t my brain membrane be bought in vain!?’
‘...Brothers upstairs, is this the key?’
‘Of course it’s crucial. This is a bulletproof film! I bought it from Hua Monk Guanshui and it cost me tens of thousands of mechanical coins.’
‘By the way, if we remove the brain machine, wouldn’t our previous transformation rate be wasted?’
‘Waste is waste, have you wasted too little?’
‘That’s true.’
Behind every suitable prosthetic body, there are many rather unreliable prosthetic implants. The prosthetic body can be disassembled, but the 'transformation rate' will not return to its original state just because you disassemble it.
Even players frequently change prosthetic bodies due to PVP needs, level improvement, team formation needs, and monster spawning needs, resulting in the transformation rate of the same part being constantly superimposed.
The human body has eight systems, and the upper limit of the transformation rate of each system is 100%. In other words, within level 90, that is, before ascension, human players have a total of 800% transformation space.
But in fact, in terms of transformation rate, the utilization rate of players is very low. The transformation success rate of 30% to 40% is already the level of first-line players.
There are also some players who make random modifications, and the success rate of modification is even in single digits.
So the topic of 'renovation rate' passed quickly.
The key discussion among players is why the ‘technical route’ should be changed.
'Ah ah ah, I finally made up my mind to use my 'smart three-type brain computer' as the core and switch to the 'intelligent weapon' genre. If the brain computer is dismantled, what will happen to the equipment I just bought?' Shenmu ‘Just use it.’
‘What the heck, I’m not a neuroeditor, my consciousness is pitifully low, and I don’t have a brain computer. How can I operate so many ‘intelligent weapons’!’
‘I won’t change, even if I beat you to death. The worst I can do is change my camp. My brain machine is a top-notch machine with four weapon slots.’
‘Damn it, the European dog eats my sword!’ Killing non-chiefs
‘I don’t care. My brand’s ‘brain-computer’ properties are notoriously bad. I won’t say any more, brothers, I’m going to line up.’ Fighting Street Chong
In fact, if they are not skin-loving or good-looking, many players would be willing to install brain computers. The reason is very simple. These devices are generally 'First-Level - Sophisticated' level equipment, and they can be upgraded.
What a beautiful thing it is to receive equipment for free!
But now, the NPC wants to recycle the equipment, and the players are suddenly unhappy.
‘@Brain irrigation, irrigation brother, can the meningeal membrane be retreated?’
‘…’ brain-filling.
‘Can the disposable safety tools made of natural rubber that you have used be washed and reused?’ another player complained.
‘Hey hey hey.’
‘Why not, that’s how my cup is used, it’s environmentally friendly.’
Soon, the topic went in a direction that was inappropriate for children.
‘Brain Filler’ closed the group chat speechlessly, while ‘Mianmian’ on the side said curiously:
"Monk, what level is your computer? I think all the money you spent on repairing these days has been used to increase the level of your computer."
‘Brain Filling’ stretched out two fingers and said expressionlessly:
"Second-level, five insertion slots, I also installed a custom-made 'control chip' on it."
'Mianmian' looked at him sympathetically and said, "Monk, why don't you change sides."
‘Brain irrigation’ took a long breath, only feeling that fate was unpredictable.
Inspired by him, 'Mianmian' went all the way to join the research association because she could choose the model of the brain computer.
But now, he is seriously considering whether to betray the camp.
Once you switch camps, all your previous reputation and points will be lost.
When I was struggling with "brain filling", a "beep" sound rang out. It turned out to be @him from a small circle of brain-computer enthusiasts. They had discussed together how to upgrade the brain-computer.
‘Brother Guanshui, don’t worry, the situation seems to be saveable!’
‘What do you say, brother!’ ‘Brain filling’ refreshed me.
The other party did not speak, but forwarded a post——
‘Shocking, everything is compatible with virtual helmets!’
Huh?
'Just as it was advertised when we first entered the game, "Cyber World" is a 100% realistic game. NPCs have advanced intelligence. The power of each camp rises and falls, and players play a pivotal role in it.' 'Although the last sentence is nonsense, the competition among the factions in the game is really fierce. If you are not careful, the company will be gone. Not only will the players who join the faction drop in level, but all the early investment will be wasted.'<
/p>
‘The above are natural disasters, but in addition to natural disasters, there are also man-made disasters!’
‘A man-made disaster is when a certain brainless executive NPC suddenly announces a new technical solution, and then the old equipment cannot be updated or repaired, and even has to be remade.’
‘I believe players who take the camp route must have a deep understanding of it.’
Sure enough, below the post is a series of blood and tears history of players from each camp.
Then, the poster changed the topic and posted a bunch of pictures, which showed a long and crowded queue.
‘The queue is here, do you want to buy roast duck?’
‘Internet celebrity store?’
‘Everyone, these are the current conditions of the Mechanical City under the research association. These NPCs are queuing up to dismantle brain machines, including some of our brothers and sisters from the research association.’
'But don't panic, don't be afraid. I know you will definitely have a headache. You have put a lot of thought into how to deal with it now. You are even considering whether to run away with the bucket. I can only tell you, friends, be sure to do it.
Don't do this, you'll suffer a big loss if you do!'
The poster posted another drawing, which is a piece of equipment similar to a 'motorcycle helmet', with attributes attached, but the attributes are not high. It is a first-level whiteboard, the kind that no player is using at this stage.
‘This is the virtual helmet I got. Do you feel disappointed? It’s a mass-produced product, and it’s a very low-level mass-produced product. But that’s not the point. The point is——’
The poster turned the 'helmet' around and saw that on the back of the helmet, there are more than a dozen jacks of different models and all sorts of weird things.
‘That’s right, everyone, this thing can be connected to the brain computer! Not only the above dozen styles, you can even actively ask them to change the style when ‘changing the helmet’ and link it with the brain computer.’
The players were moved to the same extent as if Apple was compatible with the Android app, and the MOD boss added new modifiers to the game.
‘Damn it, does this mean I don’t need to change my computer?’
‘You can change it if you don’t want to,’ the owner of the post replied.
‘666!’
‘I’m so touched, I finally met an NPC force that doesn’t deceive others!’
‘The warranty was actually returned, which made my family cry.’
Many players also raised objections.
‘Isn’t this kind of operation equivalent to taking off your pants and farting?’
‘It has a wide range of use because it is a low-level, whiteboard equipment. Do you want to use it?’
‘Since the brain-computer route has been banned, why do we still engage in this kind of operation?’
‘Is it really thinking about our players? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!’
But no matter what, 'Brain Filler' breathed a sigh of relief. He was planning to 'become a cyber monk and worship Namo Gatling Bodhisattva' in the game.
When he gets rich, he plans to build a "Buddha"-style super mecha to save all sentient beings by force.
Changing the brain computer is absolutely not possible!
'Seeing this, everyone is relieved. However, according to my personal experience as the poster, the queue length at this time has already reached outside the Machinery City. Just waiting will take 5 to 6 hours, or even longer.
It will take a day, and who knows whether this situation is a camp benefit or a game bug, so players and friends who want to change must hurry up!!'
The poster changed the subject once again.
'So, my brother, I am here to provide a queuing service. 5,000 mechanical coins, within 10,000 people, 50,000 mechanical coins, within 500 people, 200,000 mechanical coins, or prosthetics, equipment, and blueprints of equivalent value, right away.
Perform surgery.'
‘Of course, if you guys have big wallets, here, hehe, there are special channels where you can get virtual helmets with particularly good properties. If you want it, please tell me privately.’
‘Fuck you, scalper!’
‘Death to scalpers!!!’
‘Unbelievable, there are actually ticket sellers in the game.’
‘Why does this obscene style of conversation look so familiar? It’s you, profiteer bun!’
‘Brain filling’ was stunned, and then I noticed that the poster had canceled his anonymity and was a legendary profiteer, ‘I love eating steamed buns’.
‘That tofu from Emi, I wish you go to the eighteenth level of hell!’
‘Brain-filling’ was cursing and posting anonymously while opening Baozi’s private chat.
‘Brother Baozi, give me the best position, I need it urgently!’
……
"Hmm, hum, hum -"
In a VIP room of the research institute, Baozi raised his fingers while showing his signature evil smile.
"I'm getting rich, I'm really getting rich this time!"
The pp leader on the side couldn't help but said with disgust:
"Baozi, can you stop showing that villainous smile? You're making us look so bad."
"Men are not bad, but money is not love," Baozi said casually: "By the way, where is Sister Ji?"