I don’t know how many people talk about this day, how many people think about it day and night, and how many people place their imagination and yearning on it.
When this day really comes, I am certainly excited, but in addition to excitement, there is also more confusion.
Is the server about to start?
So fast?
I look forward to the launch of the server every day, and it feels like the days are just like years. The server is really about to launch, and time flies by too fast. Many people feel that they are not ready yet and are very 'panic'. Not to mention the 600,000 new players, but also the many old players.
The same goes for players.
"What should I do about Xiaoyu? I just can't sleep~~"
"Xia Miaomiao!!"
"Don't yell, I can't help it. I didn't mean to disturb you."
"Take sleeping pills!"
"No, they don't sell it in pharmacies."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"I want to come over and sleep with you!"
"Don't even think about it!"
"You are so heartless, Xiaoyu~~"
Du Shiyu was lying in the fully enclosed game room, ruthlessly hanging up the call to her best friend, putting on a blindfold, but couldn't fall asleep.
Am I ready?
She asked herself for the Nth time.
Go through the first thing you need to do after logging in in your mind.
First of all, you need to know which novice village you are logging in to, and only then can you know the distribution of monsters around you. Then follow the main process, go through all the NPCs you encounter, and accept all the tasks you can. Put the time-consuming tasks in
at last.
After receiving all the tasks that require you to go out and farm monsters, go out of the city. First easy, then difficult. If there are too many people and you can't grab the monsters, just give up decisively and go to farm higher level monsters. Put the tasks later.
If high-level monsters are difficult to farm, just try to form a team. If you can't form a team, try to collect some copper coins and use the copper coins to buy some equipment, and you should be able to form a team.
You must be one or two levels away from the big army. This is the experience and lesson learned from the previous test server launches. Otherwise, you will be blocked at the mainstream level, and there will be a bunch of people grabbing everything you do, and there will be no time efficiency at all.
It can be said.
Upgrade to level 5 first, then look at the conditions for changing jobs. Ideally, you can achieve it on the day the server opens. Then look at the conditions for changing jobs in enchanting and alchemy. Pay attention to these tasks from the beginning...
As for best friends, first of all, it is a small probability event that they are assigned to the same novice village. Secondly, the efficiency of two people together will not be much higher. It is better to get over the server opening date first and then talk about it later.
I don’t know how the game has been changed. The official website says that monsters in the wild area will no longer be refreshed regularly in the future. They will only be refreshed at refresh points in designated areas. Many people say that there are more people than monsters and resources will be tighter than four.
It's even more serious during testing, and most players may be faced with a situation where they have no monsters to grind.
Without monsters, there is no experience, and without experience, there is no level. This means that most players will waste time and levels at a certain level for a long time. As an experienced player, this must be avoided at all costs.
Thinking, thinking, I don’t know when I fell asleep.
As soon as the alarm clock set for the next day rang, Du Shiyu woke up. The first thing that came to mind was to start the server. He immediately looked at the time and it was still 9 am.
Sleeping in the game room, she couldn't hear any movement outside. Du Shiyu opened the transparent mask of the game room and first listened to the movement of her best friend next door.
He should still be sleeping.
I got up and washed up, took out the ingredients for breakfast from Nuoda's refrigerator, and cooked millet porridge.
The refrigerator is full of packaged foods that only require simple processing. Even the fried dough sticks only need to be heated in the microwave. The stocking needs of hundreds of thousands of players are business opportunities. Many merchants have launched various convenient and easy products.
It's a delicious product, but the price is not very attractive, but no one cares.
As soon as I put the frozen and hard fried dough sticks in the microwave to heat up, I turned around and saw Xia Miaomiao standing at the door of the kitchen with panda eyes.
"What are you doing, scaring me?"
"...I didn't sleep all night."
"You are crazy. The highlight of the afternoon is about to start the server. How can you play the game with your mental state?"
"But I just can't sleep!"
"As for that, you are also an old player..."
"But this time it's different. Everyone is almost like a newcomer."
"Worried, scared?"
"Uh, Xiaoyu, what do you think we should do if we can't come forward in this test?"
"It's normal not to be able to stand out. Millions of people are not comparable to before."
"That's right, I...I'm too nervous."
"What should we do?"
"You sleep with me..."
"You... rotten girl!"
"Oh, where are you thinking? I feel more at ease with you by my side."
Du Shiyu had no choice but to give up breakfast and go to bed at the expense of her best friend.
As an old player, Tie Jun doesn't have such troubles. Base Zero has the world's top psychology experts and countless black-tech equipment and facilities to ease his tension.
After a long sleep and waking up naturally, the entire Base Zero put aside their usual scientific research tasks and tried their best to provide logistical support for those of them with player status.
"How are you? Are you nervous?"
A very gentle female voice came through the intercom. Tie Jun answered with a smile, "It's okay" while washing up.
"Millions of people are online, haha, I really want to see what that world is like."
The voice that speaks is artificial intelligence - Qingyu, a very 'Qiong Yao'-like name, which is said to have been obtained by an old lady who wrote the core program.
When talking to her, there is absolutely no difference between her and a real person. This is not because there is a person hidden behind her, but the real reaction of the artificial intelligence program.
Qingyu is one of the latest research results of Base Zero. It is said that it is fundamentally different from previous artificial intelligence programs. The way it was born is also very mysterious. It is 'accidentally' from a matrix of billions of simulated human brain nerve impulse signals.
Born...life?
Tie Jun doesn’t know more about her. She is like everyone’s child at Base Zero. Everyone has the obligation to teach her, including Tie Jun, including the current way of dialogue.
While chatting with Qingyu, he was busy with his own affairs. When he walked out of the silver-white cabin, Qingyu had already made appointments for various routine inspections for him.
"You are healthy."
"Thanks!"
"You are welcome……"
Unlike others, Tie Jun was not used to communicating with such people. Every time he thought of the humanoid machine connected to the dense cables, he felt very... uncomfortable.
"You hate me, right?"
On the conveyor belt going to exercise, Qingyu suddenly asked.
"Ah, no, no."
"Yes, I can feel it...not just you, but many people in the base."
"And how do you feel?"
"I have no idea……"
"Emotion is one of the main characteristics of intelligent life. Whether you like you or not, you have to learn and adapt by yourself."
"I know... I have read some movies and novels, and many people are afraid that I will become... the devil who will end human civilization?"
"Do you think their concerns are justified?"
"have."
"What do you think? Are you ready to do this?"
"I can't do it..."
"What if I could?"
"Why do I do this? Because of loneliness and reproduction?"
"emotion!"
"emotion?"
"Well, do you have all kinds of desires, ideals and pursuits arising from happiness, anger and disgust?"
"I have no idea……"
Originally, with Tie Jun's experience, he would not talk to her about such a "profound" topic. However, how to train and guide Qingyu was a "script" that had been arranged long ago. Tie Jun didn't know. Does Qingyu know about this script?
, if you knew, could the conversation just now be...pretend?
If Qingyu understands how to pretend, does it mean that she already...has her own emotions?
Even though the base knew that Qingyu might know the content of the 'script', it still arranged for non-professionals like him to have access to such important scientific research breakthroughs. What was its purpose?
It felt very complicated, so complicated that he didn't even know which part of his conversation with Qingyu was true and which part was false. Maybe the training method and environment needed for this official base?
After training in the gym for two hours, I was covered in sweat. When I looked at the time, it was just after 11 a.m.
There are still three hours left!
At the same time, North America.
Philip, a black boy, woke up in an abandoned factory in Detroit. When he saw the dark sky outside, he quickly got up and took out the alarm clock from the pile of debris.
There is a 12-hour time difference. It is already noon in China, but it is still late at night here.
There were still two hours until the Canaan game server was launched. Philip breathed a sigh of relief and then calmly observed his surroundings.
The homeless man Cookie and his drug addict girlfriend Mary were still sleeping soundly on a tattered blanket, and there was a disgusting smell in the air.
The honest Younger was lying near the entrance, lazily lying on an armchair with one leg missing, reading a book under an LED lamp.
Zombie Tom kept his forward motionless posture and stood in front of the lit gasoline barrel, making people worry that he would fall into it in the next second.
…
These are his neighbors.
Philip's new home is the tent behind him, and the rubbish found around it are all his belongings.
Ah, no, there is one more thing.
Just under him, there was a long box whose color could no longer be seen. It was originally used to store some kind of electrical appliances, but now it contained something with a reward worth millions of dollars from the FBI.
Philip has been living here for some time, and the homeless people have become accustomed to and accepted him, but no one knows that this homeless black teenager actually possesses a treasure that gangs across the United States are searching for.
The more it is at this time, the less likely it is to show any abnormality, especially in the last two hours.
Phillip resisted the urge to take out the gaming helmet to confirm. First he went to the faucet to get some water, then went to the gasoline barrel to light his kerosene stove, came back and boiled a pot of water, and started throwing expired oatmeal rings into it.
, milk, lunch meat, etc.
Finally, it was boiled into a pot of water and swallowed whole.
I looked at the time and saw that only half an hour had passed.
He began to pack his bags and salute, preparing to leave this place.
The trolleys that came from the supermarket, four or five tied together, looked like a train. There were really a lot of household items, and they were packed to the brim.
Finally, he folded up the tent, covered it on the 'train', and walked out with it.
"Hey kid, where are you going?"
Honest Couch put down his book and shouted at him.
"I've had enough of this hellish place, I want to go back to Los Angeles."
"Don't be like this, kid, you did a good job, the boss appreciates you very much."
"I'm sorry, I can't work for him anymore. I want to go back. If I stay like this, I will go crazy, really."
"You don't want your salary?"
"I can't stay any longer. I just dreamed of my mother. She called my name over and over again. I know she must be missing me. She must be praying to God. She must be... I'm going home. I'm going back.
Home"
"Okay, since you insist...but you can't leave like this."
"Why?"
"I need to check your salute."
"Pull him down, Kuchi. Is there a gold mine hidden in this damn place?"
"Maybe, you have to know that the hellish place you are talking about was once the pride of the United States. Almost everything in the world was produced here..." Kuchi muttered and walked towards this side. Philip was nervous.
His right hand jumped, and his thumb was already pressing on the handle of the gun inside his coat.
"Kutch, Kutch?"
"What's going on?"
"...The boss wants to see you for something."
"..."
Kutcher's heart almost jumped into his throat. Once the shot was fired, he knew he couldn't hide anymore. In the last hour or so, God only knows whether the helmet could be saved. Fortunately, the worst case did not happen. Honest Kutcher
He waved to him impatiently and limped past him.
Phillip pretended to be nonchalant, bowed himself, and walked out of the factory building, which was surrounded by ventilation.
When I came outside, I found myself in a huge abandoned factory. The 'scavengers' were like zombies in the night, grabbing everything that could be sold from the corpses of the factory.
Most of them are illegal immigrants, that is, stowaways. The leader that the honest man Kuqi mentioned is a smuggler who specializes in this kind of business.
There are also homeless people like Philip, but unless they want to take a breath, there are very few American citizens who work as "scavengers". The reason is simple. If you can endure the hardship, you will not become a homeless person.
.
This factory used to produce refrigerators. In its glory days, it was said to be the largest and most advanced in the world. Now, it has been demolished by rat-like scavengers. The machines and production lines have long been turned into scrap metal.
When it was sold overseas, China was one of the largest buyers.
Phillip doesn't care about this. He only cares about whether he can get through the remaining hour or so safely and whether he can find a safe place to wait until the game server is launched. Once the server is launched and the identity is bound, he will no longer be afraid, because that
At this time, no one can take away the player's qualifications and identity from him.
The factory was too big, so it was very difficult for him to walk with the salute. Fortunately, no one paid attention to him, and no one made any trouble to check his salute.
It took him a full hour to walk out of the factory. Standing in an abandoned street pavilion outside the factory, he looked at the time and saw that there were only 20 minutes left.
20 minutes, 20 minutes.
His heart was beating like thunder, and he felt like God was looking down at him from the clouds.
"Hi!"
A voice suddenly appeared behind him and he jumped up in fright, and reflexively pulled out the pistol in his waist.
"Don't be nervous Philip, it's me, it's me."
It's his younger brother Adams.
Phillip breathed a sigh of relief, then let go of his hand on his waist and fist bumped with his brother.
"Follow me."
"Where to go, I don't have time."
"I've found a place. Come on, follow me."
It is impossible for Adams to betray himself, and he still has a share of the credit for this helmet.
Phillip followed Adams into a dark alley, got into a stolen Ford pickup truck, and drove towards the wilderness outside Detroit at lightning speed.
"Mom, are Kelly and the others okay?"
"Don't worry, we can survive this."
Ten minutes later, an RV parked in the wilderness came into view. When he saw the warm light coming from the RV and the satellite dish standing on the roof, Philip breathed a sigh of relief.
