"Well, this man named Washington is really a formidable enemy! Hahahaha! But! I won't lose! There is also Yu's old enemy, Darius... But isn't this the third life but the first? Hahahaha!
No problem!”
In the Chaldean playroom, the majestic giant made a bold voice.
In front of him was a large monitor, but no matter how large it was, it was still a monitor. Compared with the giant man's body, which was easily over two meters tall, it seemed very small.
The mouse and keyboard are also very small.
The giant man sighed to himself happily and clicked the mouse to operate the game.
"I did think that this is the latest era, so of course there will be the latest games. I didn't expect that games have evolved to this point. It's great! If you can't conquer such a small screen, how can you talk about conquering the world?
!Hmph, but this guy named Gandhi...you have to be careful..."
King Iskandar was stroking his beard and thinking carefully about tactics and strategies.
He is playing a game that features the development of many countries attacking each other.
It was once jokingly referred to as a time-consuming game that starts when you enter college and you haven't finished a game until you graduate.
In the game, you play the leader of a certain civilization and lead this civilization to glory. This kind of game just piques Iskandar's interest.
What's more, in this game, the leader of the Greek region is Alexander.
That was Iskandar. Of course he was even more interested.
The only fly in the ointment is that the leader of Britain is not the famous King Arthur, but a woman named Elizabeth. It seems that Britain has the characteristics of women in power.
Then another point is that there is no Sumerian civilization here, and the leader of the Babylonian civilization is not Gilgamesh.
Otherwise, the conquering king really wants to conquer them all.
"Hey! Idiot! Do you know what time it is...go to bed!"
On the side was El-Melloi II in pajamas. It was obvious that he lived in a room next to the game room and kept hearing this giant man yelling, which made him sleep uneasy.
By.
You know, the rooms in Chaldea are all very soundproofed. Even so, it still feels noisy, which can only mean one problem.
"Well, but, this man named Washington..."
"I don't care about Washington! Watch out if I unplug your power cord."
"Well... there is no other way. Then, I will go and rest first. The great cause of conquering the world will be pinned on tomorrow."
Unable to withstand the pressure from El-Melloi II, the Conqueror King was forced to rest helplessly.
This is just like any boy who is keen on playing games and turns off the game when his parents shout that it's late at night and it's time to go to bed.
However, in order to enter the game faster tomorrow, he just saved the save file and did not shut down the computer.
The reason is very simple. This way you can save the time to start up the computer tomorrow, and you can play for a few more minutes!
Are you a child?!
Late at night……
In the darkness of Chaldea, an old man with white hair walked over wearing a particularly colorful coat that reminded people of butterflies. He hummed a pleasant tune, pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, and showed a scheming look on his lips.
Smiling, he happily walked into Chaldea's game room, turned on the computer, and prepared for a new round of cracking the encrypted information database...
His skillful movements showed that this was not the first day he had done this kind of thing. He skillfully opened the door lock with a wire, just like Michael Jackson. With a gorgeous turn, he slipped in through the crack of the door and carved a golden chameleon on himself.
With his cane, he hooked the doorknob and closed the door.
In the dark space, there was only the slight hum of the computer running, and the indicator light kept flashing, indicating that the computer was not shut down.
"oh?"
The old man, James Moriarty, stepped in and clicked the mouse twice. The computer woke up from standby, revealing the game interface that had not been turned off.
"Hmm, video games? Were people playing games in the past? It was so relaxing."
Moriarty smiled dismissively.
I was about to close it when I suddenly noticed that this is the archive saving interface.
He subconsciously clicked off the interface and glanced at the game screen...
What kind of bad political distribution is this...
With just a glance, you can keenly spot the problem.
The distribution of domestic affairs and diplomacy is really too rough.
The military strength is sufficient.
So many countries have already declared war on him...it shows that this player doesn't care much about this kind of thing.
Moriarty sighed. As the boss behind the evil organization, he looked at this scene as if he were a fledgling criminal and couldn't help but want to help him.
This person doesn't understand at all. Good popularity is the most important thing.
As the saying goes, make friends from far away and attack close by, unite vertically and horizontally, strategize, and win a thousand-mile victory.
Although this is just a game...but...
"Oh, oh, let me worry more and help you."
With that said, Mr. Moriarty skillfully put his hand on the mouse and started operating it quickly.
It took 5 rounds, and Moriarty's keen reverse calculation worked out how the AI works.
You know, although computers may look sophisticated, to put it bluntly, they are just a pile of 0s and 1s. The content inside, any logic that a computer can perform, is all mathematics at its root.
For Moriarty, mathematics is really...
This is just like King Arthur knows how to use a sword, Spartacus knows how to rebel, Leonidas knows how to use a shield, and Yagi Yukisai can watch anime. It is the most basic action that is engraved in the bones.
Improve politics internally, induce other countries to attack each other externally, capture barbarians to expand their strength, and make one family dominate.
When ordinary people play this game, there will always be a situation where a country they are obviously friendly with suddenly attacks them, which is affectionately called a backstab by the players. However, for Moriarty, as long as the calculation rules of the AI are accurate, there is no problem at all.
question.
Before I knew it, it was already dark.
Moriarty stretched out and was ready for the battle. Everyone around him was attacking each other, and he and his family were just watching the show. Whether it was internal affairs or military affairs, they all had a technology that was stronger than the others.
, now, all that’s left is to take the victory into the bag.
Although he didn't have time to do some intrigues today, but...this feeling of calculating everything, this sense of accomplishment of toying with everyone while applauding, was enough to make him happy!
"Save it. Oops, I accidentally got serious. Haha, I'll just wait until tomorrow night to continue the rest."