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Chapter 180 Dinner Party 2

In fact, there are only two things on this planet that can threaten Gao Gong, a planet cannon and an artificial spectacle.

In the former case, he sent out the fourth natural disaster and hit it from outside the atmosphere to the surface of the planet. It was not long before the launch system of the planet's cannon was destroyed.

As for the latter, he used virtual means to enter the interior of the 'Shengjing' and implanted a virtual worm on each human body anchor point. As long as the 'Shengjing' did not bloom, there was no threat.

'Is it a cannon or a spectacle? Mostly a spectacle.'

The powerful biological instinct allowed Gao Gong to quickly identify the target.

If it were a planet cannon, he would probably feel like warming himself up by a fire, instead of being vaguely uneasy like this now.

This smells of conspiracy, not cannon.

"Sister, how is your remote virtual password interception going?"

"It is now possible to build a virtual channel and carry out command intrusion."

Gao Yuanyuan's voice sounded.

"The virtual network defense of this planet is not particularly strong. It is similar to that of some large enterprises on the Mecha Star. It is just because the energy interference on the planet is so severe that the signal cannot be connected, let alone transmitted."

The senior engineer nodded.

No matter how awesome the interstellar force is, it cannot be a hexagonal warrior. The Walter family has a strong foundation in cloning species, weapon development, and biological evolution, but it is not strong at the virtual level.

His initial plan was actually to launch a large-scale virtual invasion, but after on-site inspection, he found that this plan was not feasible. The energy fluctuations of the resource planet were too strong, seriously interfering with signal communication, and the basic conditions for the invasion could not be achieved at all.

Only the energy atmosphere was punched out by senior engineers, causing all atmospheric defenses to fail. The camp invested a large number of signal stabilizers to successfully complete the signal link.

There are two "intensive signal sources" on this planet, one is the star port, and the other is the cloning test base of the Walter family.

"Release the 'Punk Family', I allow them to hack into everything related to the virtual network, including all enemy consciousness."

"But brother——"

"It doesn't matter. During the war, with the idea of ​​protecting bottles and cans, you will probably get nothing in the end. I would rather finish the war and rebuild."

"Okay, brother, I'll go communicate with her."

Gao Yuanyuan's expression became serious, and she stepped back, as if she had traveled through endless codes and arrived on a mountain made of data viruses. On the top of the mountain, a yandere-looking girl with colorful nails and hair,

In the middle of a deep sleep.

Although Gao Yuanyuan is a third-level virtual being, she is still a little afraid of these virtual virus monsters.

"Although we have been separated, I can still tell what state you are in now, so don't pretend to be asleep."

Gox snored and turned over skillfully.

"Okay, I know what you want," Gao Yuanyuan said reluctantly, "I can lend you my body for a day."

Gox held out three fingers.

"Two days, no more. Also, you have to sign a contract with me. You are not allowed to use my body to do some very unhealthy things, and you are not allowed to attack my brother at night or implant pornographic software in his brain.

," Gao Yuanyuan said with a blush on her face.

Gox did not answer, but his body slowly sank, gradually sinking into the mountain of virus shit.



"Huh? Why did the atmosphere turn red? Is there something wrong with the game texture?"

At this time, on the battlefield, a player inadvertently looked up, only to find that at some point, the atmosphere had changed from gold to red. In the red light, there were even more indescribable weird codes brewing. Soon, one after another,

The light beam fell from the sky, and all energy defenses and physical defenses failed. Wherever the light beam swept, garbled codes began to appear in the data system, and the garbled codes even jumped out of the screen.

All hacker streaming players, neuroeditor players, and a small number of consciousness uploading players have all been notified by the system.

[In the large-scale invasion of ‘Punk Virus’, cyber hacking efficiency is 30%, cracking speed is 20%, side effect: virus infection]

[In the large-scale invasion of 'Punk Virus', the neuroeditor system operation is 20%, the spy countermeasures are 20%, and the side effect is: advanced code]

[During the large-scale invasion of the ‘Punk Virus’, players who upload their consciousness will automatically transform into ‘Punk Consciousness’. This information is highly dangerous and uncontrollable. Once transformed, it will be irreversible. Players should choose carefully]

At the same time, a ‘battlefield temporary dispatch’ was spawned, no longer targeting the dozen high-level players in the star port, but all players invading the planet.

[Temporary dispatch to the battlefield-Walter Civil War Investigation]

Posted by: Mr. G

Mission briefing: In order to carry out the final desperate resistance, all the 'Old Walter Consciousnesses' have been activated. These Old Walters will start a 'natural disaster of flesh and blood' within the planet.

Mission goal: Find all old Walters

Mission reward: Every time you find an old Walter, your ‘battlefield contribution’ will be greatly increased, and you will be given priority to exchange for loot.

Sure enough, as soon as this temporary dispatch came out, the players were surprised again. They did not expect that the camp would have such a mission. The key is that it was actually issued by old G himself.

‘Damn it, it’s actually a task given by Boss G himself, so I’m going to do it seriously.’

'Will Boss G gain his favor after completing the tasks issued by Boss G?'

'It's hard to say, I found that the favorability of all mission NPCs is based on scientific laws. Only with him, it's metaphysics. He may suddenly give you a 1,000 favorability boost, or you may be exhausted and work hard, and others won't look down on you.'

'So, is Mr. G still a love brain?'

‘No, what is this ‘disaster of flesh and blood’?’ asked a player who was not from Mech Split Star curiously.

‘Ah ah ah, don’t mention it. When I mention it, I think of an unbearable memory, ah ah ah ah~’ A certain Mecha Star player made a series of painful expressions.

‘What the hell, I go online every second, every second I go online, high-intensity flash kills for the past month, so painful, so painful.’ This is another Mecha Star player.

'Why do you think we can take the lead and log into StarCraft? It was all caused by our spray planning. The high-intensity monthly spray planning directly put us one version ahead.'

'This boss, let alone the planetary version, even if it were replaced with the interstellar version, it would still be at the level of hell. I doubt that with our current strength, we would still be killed instantly if we went back to the past.'

Non-Mecha Star players also understand.

It turns out that in the later stages of the planet's plot, the players of Mecha Star encountered the legendary monster with incredible difficulty. Of course, according to the game, it was an 'information disaster'. As a result, it was hung up every time it went online, and every time it went online, it was given a nickname.

The tree of Erden.

As a result, the planet copy came again this time?!

The planning is really irresistible!!

Many players immediately recalled the fear of being dominated by that big tree.

Even the players who had connected to the Old Walter mission also looked ugly and started a heated discussion in the small group.

‘Fuck, what this old green guy asked us to help open, couldn’t it be that ‘natural disaster’?’

'If this mission is completed for us, will we be killed by tens of millions of players a hundred times, a hundred times?'

'It feels like we are seeking death, we are all seeking death!'

Even the poster of the task, ‘Green Skin Mushroom Stew’, couldn’t help but wiped his cold sweat and said.

'How about we change our position a little and become loyal ministers, otherwise our mission will be accomplished and our lives will be lost.'


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