Magic City, the secret room of Canaan Company Headquarters Building.
"How's it going? You still can't contact me?"
"Don't walk around, you'll make me dizzy!"
"What do you say about that little love?"
"It's said to be during an experiment..."
"Experiment...what should we do now?"
"You ask me, who should I ask!"
"If this continues, something big will happen!"
Yu Qingdong and Lao Hu were like two ants on a hot pot. After contacting No. 0 again to no avail, they walked around in the white room at a loss.
"I can't hide it any longer. I'm going to report it to the highest level."
"How about...wait a little longer?"
"Wait? When do you have to wait until it's beyond control?"
While we are arguing, Qinyu reminds us that there are urgent matters outside that need to be dealt with immediately.
"What the hell is going on!"
Yu Qingdong stood up angrily and strode towards the exit, "Anyway, my opinion is to wait a little longer. This great situation is not easy now. If because of our overreaction... then, it would be a pity."
In the president's office outside the secret room, the person in charge of offline and online data communication has been going around countless times.
Seeing Yu Qingdong appear, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Yu, the player in Huzhou who died suddenly is still alive."
"Rescued?" Yu Qingdong's face lit up, "Why is it you? It should be the emergency response department..."
The supervisor looked strange and said, "Not in the hospital."
"Not in the hospital? What do you mean?"
"Yes, it's in the game."
Yu Qingdong was stunned when he heard this, and then he opened his mouth and said, "You, you, what do you mean?"
"We found him alive, in Canaan, in the game!"
"Yes, have you confirmed it?"
The supervisor nodded.
Yu Qingdong almost didn't come up in one breath, and was stunned for more than ten seconds, "Have you contacted him?"
The supervisor still nodded.
"He, what did he say?"
"He didn't admit it at first, but in reality, his corresponding data, game ID, character, etc. are all correct..."
"He admitted it later?"
"...let's not disturb him."
"This, this, this is really..."
"What should Mr. Yu do? How should we deal with this situation?"
How the hell do I know!
Yu Qingdong's head was as big as a bucket for a while.
A game that does not limit the number of people who can log in or limit the game time has caused so many troubles. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a subversion and change. The storm has come, and the prelude is already frightening. A
If it is not handled well, it will lead to chaos.
Now there is news of 'resurrection from the dead'. Once it is publicized, will it really break the sky?
All orders, morals, ethics and laws, as well as life, old age, illness and death, must be redefined. This, this...this matter is too big. Old Hu is right, and it is no longer something he can handle at this level.
"Go and confirm his identity again. Make sure you don't make a mistake."
"How to confirm? That guy is afraid that we will tell others, so he won't cooperate at all."
"Coercion and inducement, tell him that if he doesn't cooperate, then... delete his data, scare him, and if that doesn't work, coax him and give him money... In short, he must be 100% sure."
"……All right!"
Most players are unaware of the storm brewing in reality.
Zhang Xiaojun, whose game ID is ASEAN Chuixue (Dongmen Chuixue has been registered), is 18 years old, a newbie in the fifth test, and suffers from congenital heart malformation. He has been a drug addict since he was a child. He goes to the hospital more frequently than to school.
His parents are in business, and the family situation is not bad. Since he is an only child, the family has tried everything to treat his disease. Even major hospitals in the United States and international experts have visited him.
His condition went up and down, and he received two critical illness notices. As he grew older, his condition suddenly worsened. Experts said that even a heart transplant could not save him.
This was tantamount to sentencing him to death, and the countdown to his life began.
Because of the various "legends" of the Canaan game, the family started drawing lots in the third test and won the lottery in the fifth test.
At that time, it was said that playing Canaan was only good for the body and had no harm, and the physical examination was just a formality. His parents also hoped that something would happen, and spent money to find someone to replace him, so they got through it.
In Novice Village No. 88, Level 3 ASEAN Fubuki jumped back to the Novice Village. When he saw a ranger riding a tall horse and holding the title of LV7 [Extraordinary] arrogantly passing through the city gate, he swallowed his saliva with envy.
"Boss, please take me with you!"
A cute newbie who also looked like a beggar howled and rushed out, hugging the power ranger's calf, with tears and runny nose, as if he was seeing a relative.
Elf Yugi was caught off guard, and before he could react, more people rushed over.
"Little brother, I have a pretty face, I am a lolita, and I am only 15 years old."
"Boss, please do me a favor and reward me with some equipment!"
"Brother, please help me upgrade to level 5, and the price will be whatever you want!"
"..."
ASEAN Fubuki watched with a smile. When the LV7 extraordinary ranger could no longer resist and ran away, he held his stomach and laughed like a lunatic.
"What's wrong!"
The '15-year-old loli' rolled her eyes at him, everyone dispersed in a hurry, and the city gate became unobstructed.
ASEAN Fubuki laughed with tears streaming down his face. He wiped his eyes with his dirty sleeves and walked into the city with a smile.
All LV5, a few LV6, very few with extraordinary titles and capes, let alone mounts.
It's as lively as a tea market, with a stall just a few steps away. Almost every NPC is crowded with people, bargaining, arguing, swearing, falling in love, greeting each other's parents and relatives... ASEAN
Fubuki took a deep breath and felt that heaven was nothing more than this.
"Oh la la, oh la la~~"
There is no pain here, no smell of disinfectant, no endless examinations, blood draws, no sympathy, no sadness, no sighs and tears from parents... except for the terrible food, it is perfect.
Jumping up and down, I feel the endless strength in my body, and my heart is pounding like an eight-cylinder engine...
"Ah, I love you!"
"Neuropathy!"
"You are the one who is crazy, your whole family is crazy!"
"Husband, someone is bullying me!"
"Who, who, that bastard doesn't have eyes?"
"It's him, it's him, he, he acts like a hooligan, and he says he loves me!"
"What's up, what's up, bite me!"
"Don't be arrogant, kid. If you have the guts to challenge me after taking office!"
"Cut~"
"Someone is buying a cloak, someone is buying a cloak!"
The crowd roared and ran in one direction.
Seeing this, ASEAN Fubuki ignored the couple and pushed in that direction.
The NPC in the Merit Shop is a big fat man with a smile. An elf ranger and a female player who looks like a human mage are talking to him. They are both LV6. Outside the isolation line of the system, there are many players who want to see through it.
[Should I exchange the gold medal (1) for the corresponding meritorious service? 】
Du Shiyu: "Exchange."
[Ding, congratulations on getting 200 points of merit]
[Ding, congratulations on getting 200 combat power]
[Ding, your combat power is 463, please check the attribute panel for details]
"Ah, Xiaoyu, my combat power is only 484, and I still have 16 points left before I can buy a cloak."
Xia Miaomiao looked at her attribute panel and shouted: "The character attribute score is only 82, the equipment is 202, and the gold medal is 200, a total of 484."
"I only have 463"
"Ah, I'm better than you...haha, I'm better than you, haha..."
"Two beauties, buy it, why don't you buy it?"
"Yes, yes, buy it quickly, don't waste time."
"What a waste!" Xia Miaomiao turned around and yelled fiercely: "It's not powerful enough to fight, and I can't equip it even if I buy it."
“Can’t I just buy it if I don’t have a gold medal?”
"Gold medal + 200 combat power, 200 meritorious service, total combat power rating must be 500 to equip the cloak."
"Ah, so if you don't have a gold medal, you can get a cloak if you have 500 combat power?"
Xia Miaomiao rolled her eyes and ignored the people eating melons behind her, "What should I do about Xiaoyu?"
"I'm changing my equipment, what else can I do?" Du Shiyu said angrily.
"Now I can't take off the magic resistance equipment. I was planning to sell it to get some blood, but now I have to change the equipment... The key is that I won't be able to use it in the future. It's such a waste."
"Then you won't buy a cloak?"
"No, no, it's hard to find a job, and you still have a gold medal. What's the point of not having a cape?"
In the crowd, ASEAN Fubuki glanced at her mouth and was not interested in reading any more.
Just as he was about to leave, someone suddenly shouted in his ear: "Zhang Xiaojun!"
"
He agreed reflexively, but then he realized it was wrong, and without looking at who was around him, he turned around and hid in the crowd.
"Run, where to run!"
A hand grabbed him like a pair of iron pincers. When Fubuki looked back, he saw that he was a level 4 barbarian.
"Who are you? What are you doing? Let me go!"
"Are you Zhang Xiaojun!"
"None of your business!?"
"It's you, come here!"
"What do you want to do? Ban PK before taking office. Be careful of being caught by the system..."
The barbarian pulled him away from the crowd without any explanation, avoiding the stalls of several players, and pulled him to the corner between the two shops.
There were few people here. When Ximeng Fubuki saw the people waiting inside, he rolled his eyes and said, "It's you again, it's over!"
The leader was an elf. He waved his hand at the barbarian. The barbarian made a gesture to compare money. The elf laughed and cursed: "You will be indispensable, so get out of here!"
As soon as the barbarians left, Ximeng Chuixue wanted to escape. As soon as he took two steps, he heard the elf say quietly from behind: "Don't you want to miss your parents?"
Ximeng Chuiyuki's figure froze, and after a while he said: "He, them, how are they?"
"What do you think? The son who has worked so hard to raise will never return home!"
"Damn it!" Ximeng Fubuki turned around angrily, "You asked me to go back, how to go back, whether it's a resurrected soul or a fake corpse... It might stink now. What am I going to do, be a zombie?
"
The elf looked at each other and said: "Don't be excited. Let's confirm one last time. You are really Zhang Xiaojun. Your ID number is 130***. You live in Building A, Building 17, No. 123 Beitong Street, Yonghua District, Shi City, 2013.
, the father is Zhang Chao and the mother is Li Xiufang..."
"No, I'm just a lonely ghost!" Ximeng Fubuki shouted impatiently.
The elf's expression was complicated for a while, and his two companions looked shocked, looking at him as if he had seen a ghost.
...isn’t it just a ghost!
It's just that such bizarre and absurd "ghosts" really challenge people's upper limit.
"You...your body is well preserved, many experts..."
"I don't want to be a guinea pig!"
"You have to give it a try. Have you...have you tried going offline?"
Ximeng Fubuki frowned and said nothing.
"So we haven't tried it yet? We..."
"Stop, stop, go offline? What if, what if you go back or have no place to live? Are you responsible?"
"Your body..."
"Are you 100% sure?"
The elf stopped talking.
"Look, it's not very good now!" Ximeng Fubuki wiped his eyes and said, "You can't let me commit suicide, can you?" He calmed down a little, thinking that it's not a problem for these people to always harass him.
Son, "I beg you, don't disturb me. I'm very happy now. Really... you
When we go back and tell my parents, just say that I am fine now, much better than before, and tell them, tell them not to think about me... Also, it’s not like we can’t meet each other during the public beta in the future, but we can’t let them go.
Once you get tourist qualifications, won't tourists be online soon? You must have a solution, right?"
The elf coughed and said, "Even so, you have to consider other situations...such as data loss, service outage for maintenance, file deletion, etc."
Ximeng Fubuki jumped up when he heard this, "Are you threatening me?"
"No, no, no!", the elf waved his hands repeatedly, "To tell you the truth, we are also working on errands. You know, the officials above know that you are uncooperative, so they may not know what to do..."
"This is killing, this is taking care of people's lives. I, I, I want to sue you!"
The elf spread his hands and said, "I'm just a business person."
"Damn, are you still relying on me? You can't get rid of me, right?" Ximeng was so angry.
"You have to give it a try. What if it works? We can give you some compensation. What do you need?"
"Coercion, inducement, both soft and hard?" Ximeng trembled in the snow, "Gold medal, cloak!"
The elf was very intolerant and was feeling guilty. He didn't react when he heard the words, "Huh?"
"Gold medal clearance, extraordinary cloak, nothing less will do"
"You agreed!?" The elf was greatly surprised.
"Add 10 more gold, and a full set of mage professional attire, and I will help you conduct experiments."
The elf and his two companions had wonderful expressions on their faces. It took them a while before they said, "Gold medals and cloaks are impossible. Others... should be fine."
"No, nothing less!"
On the other side, Du Shiyu and Xia Miaomiao spent 2 gold each to put on two pieces of magic resistance equipment, and finally collected 500 combat power.
"Why aren't Chunshui and the others online yet? Is something going to happen?"
"I'm surprised too. It's been more than a day, right?"
"Well, if they go online and identify the equipment that exploded in the dungeon, they might not need to buy it."
"You've already bought it. What are you talking about? Come on and change your cloak."
"Cloak, cloak, extraordinary, haha..."
The two happily ran to the exchange NPC, and happened to pass by Xi Meng Fubuki. Hearing the two yelling, Xi Meng Fubuki smacked his lips in envy, turned around and shouted to the elf: "No cloak, no need to talk!"
