"Young people, don't choose a more radical path because of temporary anger."
Xu Huo did not listen to his persuasion, but brought up another matter, "A-level wormhole points, and even the Stellar Group that develops games, can limit the player's abilities to the greatest extent."
"Items, characteristics, even super evolutions, instruments, and naturally born intelligent copy holders cannot escape the game."
"So the war between players and games is a war of technology." The white-haired old man looked at the setting sun in front of him, "Most players will eventually find a dead end when they evolve. Only when they reach the end do they realize that the personal strength that players think is
Insignificant in front of the game.”
"However," he changed the topic and pointed to the fading light in front of him, "the game is like this star. The longer it goes, the more obvious its weaknesses are. The more people know about it, the more people understand it.
What's the use of erecting a protective wall in front of the stars, more and more people will rush past."
"In addition, the game is not as versatile as you think."
"The existence of wanted criminals illustrates this point. If possible, there should be no rule-breakers in the game."
"Naturally born intelligent props and mutant species are actually out of the scope of the game's forced control. They do not have absolute control, and the rest is an equal force battle."
"The same goes for people."
During the fish feast, Xu Huo was once shaken by the commander's words. After all, facing the first group of humans who developed the game, the wormhole points and players behind them were not enough. If the game can also forcibly interfere with and control the players
With all the evolutionary abilities, it would be a desperate situation for players.
But looking back, the existence of intelligent props like Painted Girl is an accident. Like humans, after she has her own thinking, she is no longer a being that can act according to a program.
This is also where the game cannot be predicted and controlled.
Therefore, to what extent the A-level wormhole point can restrict players can only be known by seeing it with your own eyes.
"The A-level wormhole point has blocked technology. The things that can be circulated in the game now are probably products that have been replaced." Xu Huo did not comment on the plans and plans of the Holy Sword Society, but it can be seen from the white-haired old man's tone.
, they may have captured some A-level wormhole points or even game vulnerabilities.
"Games are actually the product of human wisdom." The white-haired old man said meaningfully: "We are equal to the people in the A-level wormhole point."
Xu Huo was silent for a moment before speaking, "I understand."
He turned around and was about to leave, but the white-haired old man stopped him, "Young man, do you want to stay and join us on the journey?"
Xu Huo paused slightly, turned around and stared at the wise elder, "No need, our paths are different."
He is not the like-minded partner that the Holy Sword Society is looking for.
The ideas of the Old Holy Sword Club are not wrong, nor are the ideas of Fat Player. Everyone has different ideas. Even if we get to the end and decide the winner, it will be difficult to calculate the gains and losses.
They are right. The game is indeed a tool. There is no good or bad tool. It depends on how people use it. But for Xu Huo, the game itself is a wrong tool. Even if human civilization enters a multi-dimensional chapter, it is a tool that should not exist.
It is just a colosseum used by the humans in front to keep and play with the humans in the back. It is no different from the existence of a fish feast.
No matter how big the Colosseum is, it is still a Colosseum.
As the white-haired old man said, it is difficult for people to go back. Even if they go back, they will still end up on the original road. But people can choose how to walk this road and what tools to use to walk this road. The destiny of human civilization
Even if progress is accompanied by blood and tears, it should not be like this.
Even if human civilization is destroyed, it can still return to its peak. Then walk it again, walk it again, and there will always be a road without games!
Therefore, the Holy Sword Club will not be his partner.
When he left this small mud field, Xu Huo's anger and hostility had subsided, and he became as calm as before.
When she returned to the auditorium, the painting girl was already impatient with waiting. When she saw him, she immediately tapped her communication device and said, "Why have you been gone for so long? I originally wanted to go find you, but these people stopped me.
I left and they tried to trick me with food. I don’t think they are good people, so don’t let them fool you!”
Xu Huo glanced at the scattered snacks on the table: Do you have the nerve to say this?
The painting girl said confidently, "I'm not afraid of being cheated."
Xu Huo smiled and praised: "Indeed, you are more capable."
The painting girl looked at him and said, "Are you in a better mood again? You are so changeable."
"Everyone is like this, you get used to it." Xu Huo patted her shoulder, "Pack your things and get ready to leave."
The painting girl raised her hands happily, turned to get her backpack, and put in the uneaten snacks.
Gao Feng and others waiting in the auditorium had already received a call from the white-haired old man. They did not try to come up to talk, but just stared at them silently.
The fat player next to me was a little anxious, "Brother, take me with you!"
"Let him go. If we are really on the same road, we will get together sooner or later." Xu Huo said to Gao Feng and others.
Gao Feng snorted coldly, "We come and go freely here, and we never force anyone."
"Thank you, thank you!" the fat player said with a smile: "If you need help in the future, just come to me and I will help you if I can!"
The three of them left like this. Not far from the auditorium, they bumped into Wu Xing who was hesitant to leave. She left simply two days ago. When she turned around, she found that Xu Huo and the others hadn't left. Not only did they not leave, they also looked serious.
They were fighting, so they waited nearby because they were worried.
"I have been squatting for several days. It's okay now. I have to leave this area." Xu Huo said to her.
Wu Xing really felt a little regretful this time, "There are so few good people in the world, but I really met them. Thank you for saving me."
"You'd better live somewhere else." Xu Huo said: "The person who wanted to attract wealth was killed, the factory was bombed, and the people behind the scenes have not done anything. Most likely, they are waiting for me to leave, and they will definitely look for you afterwards.
Or there may be trouble with the Holy Sword Club."
There is no need to compete with a player from an outside area who won't be able to stay for long, and there is no need to incur more costs, but the same cannot be said for people from this area.
Wu Xingyang smiled, "I am not a person who is easily soft-hearted, nor is I a hard-hearted person. I can neither be thorough in bad ways nor thorough in good ways. Now it's better. Someone forced me to make a choice."
"Thank you. Please take care of yourself. I hope we can meet again in the future."
After she finished speaking, she ran towards the auditorium.
Xu Huo turned around and looked at the fat player who was lingering, "The Holy Sword Society and the Lan family can protect themselves, why don't you find a place to hide?"