"Well..." Feng Bujue responded calmly, and then asked: "I would like to ask... with the improvement of intelligence, is it possible for you higher-ranking derivatives to learn to 'joke'?
Gate technology?”
"It's possible..." r2 replied calmly, "But I haven't mastered it yet."
"Oh..." Feng Bujue muttered, "Okay."
The next second, he shouted: "Ah——"
After shouting this, he shouted several more times: "Ah! Ah -"
"What are you doing?" r2 asked in confusion.
"Express my panic." It only took a moment for Feng Bujue to return to his normal expression.
"But your shock value is zero..." r2 replied.
"That's why my shouting is as unnatural as a woman pretending to be naked." Feng Bujue said.
"Uh..." Because the amount of information in this sentence was too large, r2 was unable to respond.
Feng Bujue waited for five seconds and said: "Well...it seems you really don't know how to joke." It turns out that his no-limit behavior this time was another test...
r2 said in his usual straight tone: "I have experienced very few scripts from level 4 to level 2, so the degree of completion in terms of character is relatively low. To define 'joke' in my program... it should be
It is regarded as a language mode used by humans to get close to or humiliate each other when communicating with each other, and it needs to be effective in a specific context and cognitive environment."
"Okay... don't talk about that with me." Feng Bujue waved his hand: "Since you are not joking..." After he said this, he tried the option of force exiting the script in the game menu, and the result was really...
no response……
"Does it mean that I am trapped in this virtual world and can't get out?" Feng Bujue raised his head and asked.
"Of course not." r2 replied: "In the final analysis, what is trapped here is just a set of data projected by your brain." He explained: "Your body and consciousness are still in the game cabin, not
Any harm." He stretched out four fingers: "You have at least four ways to escape."
When Feng Bujue heard the words "game cabin" from his mouth, he could conclude that this group of derivatives could now fully understand what kind of existence they were. They were very interested in the players and those who were higher than them.
We already have a fairly detailed understanding of the one-dimensional world.
r2's words continued: "First, use the emergency disconnection function caused by the overload of the fright value to leave."
Feng Bujue immediately interrupted: "I can't do this."
r2 continued: "The second is the physical method. It's very simple. As long as the game cabin is opened from the outside, you can escape."
Feng Bujue didn't answer this time. The setting that the game cabin will be disconnected when it is opened is common to all neural connection games. There is nothing much to say.
"The third is that you were online for too long and were forced to disconnect by the system." R2 put down a finger every time he said something, "The fourth... is that you physically disconnected yourself."
"Disconnect by yourself?" Feng Bujue asked.
"For example, you can open the game cabin from the inside." r2 said.
"Nonsense, but I'm in sleep mode now..." Feng Bujue said. Of course he also knew that in non-sleep mode, players can take off their gaming helmets at any time or leave the game cabin, but they will instantly
It just becomes a forced withdrawal state.
"If you are awakened, or wake up on your own..." r2 said.
"Awakened? Why did I wake up?" Feng Bujue interrupted: "If someone wants to shake me awake, they have to open the game cabin. But if someone opens the game cabin, I don't need to shake it to wake up. Instead, I have to open the game cabin.
"If the cabin wakes me up, it must at least be the kind of sound like beating gongs, drums and setting off firecrackers..." He spread his hands: "And what does the so-called 'wake up by oneself' mean? Is it because of a strong urge to defecate or a sense of hunger?"
"Yes." r2 nodded.
"Hey..." Feng Bujue sighed. AI is AI. They will tell you the answer, but they don't know how to combine it with the actual situation. "Let's put it this way, I have never been in the habit of getting up at night, and there is no external intervention to help me.
Possibility." He asked: "Does this mean that I can only leave after the connection time is too long and I am kicked offline by the system?"
r2 hesitated for a moment and replied: "Of course, you can also leave the sandbox by being killed."
"Tch~ You didn't tell me earlier." Feng Bujue said, "Then why are you so verbose? If you are killed, you don't have to be forced to retreat." He said in a relaxed tone: "You wait for me for a few hours, I will first
Use the cooldown time to play with summoning skills a few times, and then you..."
"But... that will damage your character data." The second half of r2's sentence was spoken only at this time.
"God! Horse!" Feng Bujue shouted: "What was damaged?"
"I just said that what is trapped here is just a set of data projected by your brain." r2 looked at Feng Bujue and said: "In a normal script, the system will transfer your character data and give you tasks.
, I will send you out after it is completed.
But this is a sandbox, not a place prepared for you players. If your character is killed, then its data is indeed 'dead', and the system will not recycle or transmit it. Your data fragments will be with the entire sandbox.
The box was cleared together."
"This is the equivalent of being killed to level zero, right?" Feng Bujue finally couldn't help but exploded.
"You can understand it this way." r2 replied, "In addition...from the time the mirror shield is broken, the sandbox can generally exist for less than ten hours. Within these ten hours, if I cannot bring
You leave here...I, you, and everything in this sandbox will be cleaned up by the system."
"Yeah... this is a death sentence in the first trial, and after appeal, the sentence is changed to a ten-hour suspended death sentence, right..." Feng Bujue still managed to complain in this desperate situation, "By the way... where are these ten hours?
Come here? Since the shield you mentioned has been broken, it means that the system has recognized that this is a clone script from that moment on, and it should be deleted immediately, right?"
"The reason is very complicated..." r2 said: "The sandbox is an exclusive technology of the source organization, and I don't understand its core principles. Based on the information I have, it is quite time-consuming to explain..." He suddenly asked:
"How's your computer knowledge?"
"I am a literary person." Feng Bujue responded.
"Uh..." r2 didn't understand what this answer meant.
"I understand a little bit." Feng Bujue sighed and continued: "But not very well, to be precise... quite frustrating."
"Oh, let me give you a simple example to explain." r2 responded, "For example, when you are using a computer, you find that there are two files with the same name in a certain folder."
"That's impossible." Feng Bujue said.
"That's the power of the sandbox..." r2 said: "Before the mirror shield is broken, from the system's perspective, the sandbox and the normal script are like two files with the same name, and both files are
Programs with the suffix exe." He paused: "The system can only identify which one is real and which one is a clone after they have been running for a period of time."
"So can I still receive the mission from the beginning..." Feng Bujue muttered.
"Yes, if you die or forcefully retreat before the mirror shield is broken, you will be able to escape safely," r2 said.
"Ha...haha..." Feng Bujue laughed a few times, muttering to himself: Is there any point in hindsight?
"After the program reaches a certain stage, the system distinguishes the authenticity. At this time, it starts to delete the job." r2 continued what he said before: "Like most virus programs, sandboxing is not that easy.
It can be deleted.”
"Ah... I know that some Trojans will copy themselves, even regenerate them with another drive letter after formatting the hard disk, and bundle them with system files." Feng Bujue obviously has a lot of poisoning experience.
.
"Yes, but the system of Thriller Park is more powerful than any anti-virus software in the world, and there is no problem that cannot be solved." r2 said.
"I said...brother, isn't the existence of you and other derivatives a problem that has not been solved for a long time..." Feng Bujue couldn't help but say this.
"Ha..." r2 showed a sad look and said with a wry smile: "Then do you think...who created these 'problems' of ours?" Another light flashed in his eyes: "You humans
You have also created many rules, such as the decimal system, which is one of the foundations for your study of various natural subjects. But when you deeply studied this rule created by yourself, you found that you could not even prove that one plus one is equal to two.
.So...do you not want to 'solve' this problem?"
Feng Bujue was rendered speechless by the other party's question. He held it in for a long time before he finally said: "I'll emphasize it again... I'm average in science..."
"This has nothing to do with science." r2 smiled and said: "This should be regarded as the philosophical category of our derivatives. Of course you won't understand." He paused for a second: "Let's get back to the subject... As I said, the system is completely
It has the ability to 'completely delete' the sandbox and all data in it, but in order to follow the principles of precision and harmony, the system will take a long time to confirm that this work will not cause any sequelae."
"I understand when you use your metaphor. Those bad anti-virus software often give false positives and even delete some system files. But our system is a highly intelligent and responsible anti-virus software." Feng Bu can't.
Jue Dao.
"That's pretty much what it means." r2 replied.
After the two of them chatted, they had already arrived at the main entrance of the shopping mall from the fourth floor. The door here was closed and the metal roller shutters were lowered. Of course, it would take a lot of effort to stop these two people.
r2 turned his head and said: "You stand back, I will destroy this door."
"I said..." Feng Bujue stepped back and asked: "Since I can't leave the script through normal means now, where are you going to take me?"
r2 only replied with two words: "Back door." Before he finished speaking, he raised his foot and kicked him horizontally.
An arc-shaped blue light suddenly appeared, and the glass and metal in front of him were instantly cut into an N-shaped hole two meters high by the wind kicked out by it.
Then, r2 gently pushed with his hand, and a complete door glass and the metal roller shutter behind it were stacked together and fell onto the asphalt road outside the shopping mall.
This is the first time Feng Bujue has seen a Level 2 derivative take action at close range. The K3 he fought against was only at Level 3, and it had already beaten him very embarrassingly. If the script didn’t have the aura of the protagonist, plus
Feng Bujue would have been doomed long ago by such a top-notch expert in plundering the formation.
But compared with the K3 at that time and the R2 in front of him, the gap was so big that Feng Bujue found it incredible. Today's Brother Jue has killed these top masters, but his eyes can't keep up with the movements of R2. Using the soul
He deliberately deduced that the result of this blow hitting him was that he would definitely die.
"Hmph...it came so fast." r2 looked at the parking lot outside through the "door" he kicked out and snorted coldly.
Feng Bujue also took a few steps forward and looked over R2's shoulder.
However, they saw three or four giant guinea pig corpses lying in the parking lot outside the main entrance of the shopping mall. Next to the corpses, there were many men, women, and children with different painting styles from South Park. There were twenty or thirty people in total.
There are so many people.
At this moment, they all used the same frequency and slowly turned their heads... looking at r2 and Feng Bujue with expressionless faces. (To be continued.
