The moment before he fell into coma, Mr. Sun saw the vague figure of the waiter, and his originally sincere smile suddenly showed an extremely ferocious look.
Seeing that the five supervisors had completely fallen asleep, the waiter smiled contemptuously, and suddenly walked quickly to the three-dimensional large screen, continuously clicked multiple red and blue buttons on the table, and a golden virtual screen jumped out.
The waiter did not hesitate and immediately began to operate it very skillfully. Three minutes later, the three-dimensional big screen flashed, and row after row of English letters and data appeared. Each group of these English letters represented something.
A country in the world that has connected to "Hegemony". The numbers at the back are divided into two columns. The number in the first column is... one in 400,000!
All the same numbers—one in 400,000!
The second column of numbers is different.
Finally, a smile of success appeared on the waiter's face.
"More than 9,000 special firewalls have been dismantled, and the core data of the main system of "Hegemony" can be inspected at will. This is the opportunity that our Empire of Japan has been waiting for three years! Huh! There is not enough time, and I am not interested in anything else. Only this
One element must be changed!"
The waiter's falcon-like eyes scanned a line of English at the top of the screen: country - probability of player becoming a god - current number of people becoming gods.
Three columns in total!
"Hey! This probability of one in 400,000 is jointly determined by you five old guys. In my opinion, it is completely fart! There is a serious imbalance. The low-class Chinese nation has a population of 1.4 billion, m
Yes, if only 400 million people enter the game in the end, wouldn’t there have to be 4,000 gods? Don’t even think about it! The country with the highest probability of becoming a god will always be our great Yamato nation!”
The waiter's face showed a strange flush, his eyes were shining brightly, and his hands were tapping the virtual keyboard quickly. On the three-dimensional screen, the number representing the probability of Japanese players becoming gods was gradually getting larger.
!
One in 400,000... One in 390,000... One in 300,000... One in 200,000...
In the end, it stopped at one ten thousandth!
From the original one in 400,000 to the current one in 10,000!
The waiter was so angry that he punched the table and said with dissatisfaction:
"Oh my God, there is still a limit probability! One ten thousandth is the maximum value. The intelligent system has begun to reject it and it can no longer get bigger. Forget it, we can only stop here."
At this moment, a systematically synthesized electronic female voice suddenly sounded in the room:
"Warning! An abnormality in the infrared heat induction index in the room has been detected. Except for the five supervisors, no one else is allowed to stay in the room for more than five minutes. Unrelated personnel are asked to leave immediately!"
"Warning! An abnormality in the infrared heat induction index in the room has been detected. Except for the five supervisors, no one else is allowed to stay in the room for more than five minutes. Unrelated personnel are asked to leave immediately!"
"Warning! An abnormality in the infrared heat induction index in the room has been detected. Except for the five supervisors, no one else is allowed to stay in the room for more than five minutes. Unrelated personnel are asked to leave immediately!"
After ringing three times in a row, the electronically synthesized sound suddenly changed:
"The infrared index is still abnormal. After thirty seconds, the holographic monitoring system will be activated and the door will be locked."
The waiter snorted coldly and turned around to leave. But suddenly he thought of something and turned around suddenly, his eyes fixed on a row of letters and numbers.
Country: China.
The probability of the player becoming a god: 1 in 400,000.
The current number of people who have become gods: one hundred and thirty-seven.
"Damn Chinese people, how dare you seize the Diaoyu Islands from our Japanese Empire! I will make you miserable! You will die in a national war!"
The waiter was cursing fiercely while tapping the virtual keyboard very quickly. The numbers on the big three-dimensional screen, which represented the probability of Chinese players becoming gods, began to shrink rapidly!
One in 400,000... One in 500,000... One in a million...
In the end, it turned out to be one in 10 million!
"You can't be any younger! Huh! China pigs, I'll leave some soup for you, it'll be an advantage for you!"
After doing these things, the waiter jumped on the table and pressed a very special dark red button on the wall at the top of the three-dimensional large screen.
In an instant, a flash flashed on the big screen, and a line of words jumped out:
"Are you sure you want to start the system self-healing program?"
"Sure!"
In an instant, all the data on the big screen disappeared, and special firewalls began to load automatically. However, the source codes of these firewalls were not the ones loaded manually by the five major managers.
…
sitting depressed
In a luxurious box above the restaurant, a worried look appeared on his face, and he was absentmindedly flipping through the pages of his friends. Suddenly, a name lit up.
Slightly startled,
Her beautiful eyes widened and she stood up in shock, knocking over the table. Then, she clicked on the name with trembling fingers and sent a message.
"Hegemony" China District, Imperial City Neutral Zone.
"As of today, before we came here, the three of you... how many gods have you fought against in total?"
The woman in palace clothes was stunned. She didn't expect that the master would ask her this question. Her thoughts were blocked for a moment, but she immediately made a cute expression, stretched out her slender finger like an onion and touched her red lips and said:
"Let Ling'er think about it! Well... there are almost more than a hundred of them!"
"I want specific numbers."
He said calmly.
"This... Ling'er can't remember clearly!"
The young man in Confucian robes next to him smiled and said:
"One hundred and thirty-seven."
The girl in palace clothes glared at the young man in Confucian robes with dissatisfaction, pouted and said:
"Master, you know that the second senior brother has a good brain and a photographic memory, but Ling'er doesn't have this ability, huh..."
He laughed, gently stroked the hair of the girl in palace clothes and said:
"Okay, you can remember that it's more than a hundred, which is pretty good. Then tell me, why has the master allowed you to fight so many gods for so long?"
This time the girl in palace clothes blurted out immediately:
"Of course, it is to enhance the power of our god's origin, and to hone our combat experience. In short, it is all so that we can obtain a higher divine status when we awaken as gods, and in the future growth,
Inspire greater self-potential.”
Hehe smiled and said:
"You're only half right."
"ah?"
The woman in palace clothes was slightly startled, and quickly turned her brain, but she could not think of another reason.
Slowly turning his head, those black and white eyes, as deep as the sea, once again glanced at
A strange scorching color flashed across the bodies of the gods.
