The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

The old cat muttered: "Who, who is looking at you? How handsome do you think you are."

Most of the people who will come to this alley are knowledgeable people, each with their own purpose, and rarely look around.Except for passers-by, the nearby shops are either closed or no one cares about them, just now the Biluoluo woman was still leaning on the side of the road eagerly waiting for customers, and there was also a weapons shop where a man in his 70s was hunched over Playing with the cheap equipment on the stall.

Pu Yiyang lowered his voice and asked the old cat: "Who is he?"

The old cat glanced at the old man and said with a smile: "He, he is an NPC, didn't you notice? His name is Qianqiu Lao, he lives in this city, and he opened a weapon shop recently, and the things he sells are ordinary, you don't need them .”

It was only then that Pu Yiyang discovered that there was a small blue diamond on top of the old man's head.

Red marks are enemies, green marks are teammates, blue marks have no faction, and blue diamonds are non-player characters.

The artificial intelligence of the non-player characters in DELTA is vividly written. If it weren't for this small logo, even veteran players like Pu Yiyang would have almost misunderstood it.

There is no third suspected target in sight.

The two of them blocked the road for a while, and the players behind were getting impatient, and the urging sound reached Pu Yiyang's ears.

"Forget it, it's nothing." He raised his eyebrows, "Maybe it's my illusion."

In reality, you may not be able to notice that others are looking at you, let alone through a screen.

Those who passed by followed the old cat into the tavern shop, which was already full of people.It took a lot of effort for the old cat to find a seat in the corner. As soon as he sat down, a Gomang came up and asked them what they wanted to order.

For screen streaming players, the food in the game is just a bunch of data points that can't be put in the mouth, and it doesn't make any sense.But as the Romans do, in order not to be thrown out by others, the passers-by still ordered two glasses of mint wine and a plate of roast beef.

As soon as the food came up, the old cat grabbed the meat and stuffed it into its mouth.

passing by:"……"

The old cat thought about it after eating for a while, and explained grumblingly: "Isn't this...that equipment is quite expensive, and it would be a waste to lose it."

Pu Yiyang is not surprised when he thinks about it. After all, it is a hurdle from never accepting to accepting, and once a brain-computer connection is tried, few people will willingly go back to the Stone Age.

It doesn't matter, he never thought of asking his friends to be old antiques abandoned by the times just like him.

But the old cat seemed ashamed, and stopped eating after swallowing a mouthful of food. He chatted quickly about the business, and dumped all the news about the star of the voyage to the passers-by.

"The previous news is likely to be true. That thing is not a planet, but a ship, a big ship." The old cat whispered, his bald eyebrows trembling exaggeratedly, "It is said that it was built by ancient civilizations. There is no one left, I don’t know how many treasures are inside..."

Excitedly, he dropped another piece of beef into his mouth.

Pu Yiyang's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "How do I get in?"

The old cat's eyebrows drooped: "It's hard to say. It is said that the outermost layer is a desert, and it is difficult to find the entrance. But this is not the key point. The key point is that, you know, ordinary people can't go up at all."

Pu Yiyang did understand.

The new map has just been released, and everyone knows that this is a fertile field, and the ground is full of treasures waiting to be dug.Ordinary experience and drops will continue to be refreshed, but there are still many better things that will only be rewarded to the first person to dig them.

For this first place, the great guilds have taken the lead. Just based on their imagination, they know that the fleets of the major guilds must be outside the Star of the Voyage. You have to die.The new map has been on for several hours, and the system announcement has not yet been released, which means that it is still unknown who will get it.

There is suspense, but it can be counted and counted, only a few of them have the power to compete.

For the big guild, the real opponent is only the big guild. When facing the small guild and other non-guild players, their attitudes are surprisingly consistent, and they will not give more people a chance to get a share of the pie.

Presumably at this time, even a probe cannot fly into the periphery of the Yuanhang Star.

But Pu Yiyang still said, "Lend me a boat."

The old cat's eyes widened: "Are you serious? You want to open up wasteland by yourself?"

Pu Yiyang smiled and said, "Didn't you say that there is no one up there?"

Old cat: "That's just a rumor! Oh, you... By the way, there is still no news about Mio?"

Pu Yiyang was stunned for a moment, and said, "Don't wait for her, she won't come."

He had just met him half a day ago, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like he could play games.

"Hey, it's a pity." The old cat sighed, "It was so good when you two worked together, and I earned much more than now. Look at you kid, you must have done something to make people angry Ran."

Pu Yiyang smacked his lips, he couldn't argue without a clue, so he could only continue to persuade the old cat: "I have never failed in a task done by myself, how about finding a boat? I promise I won't lose you."

The old cat also seemed to be loose, and stabbed him with an elbow, muttering: "You still don't have a clone, right? Old rules, don't let me die outside, or I'll smash the door at your place."

Pu Yiyang quickly promised: "No, no, I cherish my life the most."

Lao Mao: "Then there is only one thing left. How can you get in..."

Pu Yiyang was thinking, when he saw someone entering the tavern in the corner of the screen, he immediately smiled: "The opportunity has come."

Walking in was a group of soldiers, mostly human, only two Gomangs.Judging from the uniform high-end weapons and equipment and similar styles of clothing, these people belonged to the same guild.

In DELTA, there are many forms of guilds, and the largest guilds are all close to virtual government organizations. Each occupies several major planets and has a clear jurisdiction.The group in front of them is from one of the most powerful guilds in this area, the Tyrann Alliance.

The base camp of the Tyrann Alliance is not too far from Planet Puran, but few members of the Grand Guild appear here.This group of people came to Siam City with such a great momentum, obviously it would not be as simple as shopping and eating.

There was a sudden silence in the tavern.

The leading human officer took a step forward, stepping into the thick dust with his shiny boots, his long face stretched even longer.

"I'm Lieutenant Gerald of the Tyranid Alliance," he put a hand under his chin, cleared his throat, and put that hand back on his back, his gray eyes scanning the tavern, " I came here to ask if anyone wants to accept the exploration mission."

He spoke every word with a strong official accent, and he didn't know if it was a habit he developed in the game, or he also worked in the government department in reality.

Pu Yiyang glanced at the old cat, and asked the passerby to pick up the wine glass in front of him, and pretended to take a sip.

He is not in a hurry because someone is more in a hurry.

This can be regarded as an unwritten rule in DELTA.These big guilds accounted for most of the resources, and they wished that they would not even leave a bite of mosquito leg meat to others.However, DELTA is not like traditional games. Having resources does not mean that things can be accomplished, and among all resources, the most expensive thing is human life.In order to create a sense of reality, the dead in DELTA cannot be resurrected casually. Players must buy their own clones at a high price, and after resurrection, the original wealth and experience will drop a lot.

Therefore, the more advanced players are, the more afraid of death they are.Large guilds like the Tyrannian Alliance, when encountering dangerous tasks such as land reclamation, tend to seek help from experienced non-guild players who have little savings.To put it bluntly, it is called cooperation, but to put it bluntly, it is a temporary worker.And one of the most frequented places for these players is Siam City.

No sooner had Lieutenant Gerald finished speaking than the tavern was filled with murmurs.People are weighing how much oil and water can be extracted from the mouths of this big guild this trip, and how much danger will be on that mysterious "planet".

After a while, someone couldn't hold back and said, "If we help you with the task, how will we divide the things we get?"

Lieutenant Gerald's slender eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was blaming the player for not knowing the rules, and asking such a question.He coughed again, and slowly raised one hand, making a nine.

The person who spoke was a long ape-man with hairy face and arms, with a smile on his face: "We take [-]%?"

Lieutenant Gerrard gave a "tsk", shook his head, and looked at the ape-man like he was looking at a fool.

The face of the long ape man changed, and he stood up abruptly: "You asked us to work hard for you, and you will give us [-]%. Is this to send beggars?"

Lieutenant Gerrard turned a deaf ear to it, and looked at others: "Is there anyone else who wants to take over the mission?"

The long ape man understood the opponent's attitude, trembling with anger, kicked the stool in front of him, and wanted to leave the tavern with the other three players sitting at the same table.

"Let's go, let's go to the star of the voyage by ourselves." They were carrying new weapons, and they probably wanted to go for a break.

Pu Yiyang saw it and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, before the long ape-man left the tavern, he was stopped by the people of the Tyrannian Alliance.

"Wait a minute," Lieutenant Gerald turned around, lowered his head halfway, and rubbed the dust on the ground with his toes, "I said, are you a new player? Can anyone explain to this friend that this How is the game played?"

The long ape man was puzzled: "I don't need you to teach..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the Gemang next to him had already received the instruction and punched him in the stomach.

The long ape man was beaten back several steps, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

"Don't bully people too much!" Naturally, his friends couldn't bear it anymore, and they rushed up to fight with the Tyrann Alliance.

It was said to be a melee, but in fact it was more like a one-sided beating. How could the equipment and level of those in the Tyrann Alliance be comparable to that of a novice like the Long Ape Man? All that's left is the struggle.

In DELTA, the general pain experience is turned off, and the injured person will not feel pain, but there will be no less fatigue and limited movement.

Pu Yiyang watched the scene on the screen, and let the passers-by drink the wine in the glass bit by bit.

After the minor troubles were dealt with, Lieutenant Gerald raised his head again, as if preparing to continue the recruitment just now.

"You..." The long ape man under his feet was still unwilling, gritted his teeth, exhausted the stamina of his body, pulled out the pistol on his waist, and raised it tremblingly, "You bastard..."

The boot trampled hard on his arm.

There was no pain, but other feelings were still there. The long ape-man was like watching himself being stepped on, and couldn't help letting out a cry of pain. Many spectators could not bear it.

The old cat also turned its head, and complained in a low voice: "The people of the Tyrannian Alliance are too arrogant."

Those passing by stood up.

The old cat became nervous: "Hey, where are you going?"

The great ape-man over there has been lifted by two Tyrannians and thrown out the door.The long ape man slammed heavily on the nearest weapon bed, and there was a loud bang, and all kinds of guns and swords fell to the ground.

Lieutenant Gerald still couldn't believe that someone dared to threaten his life, holding the energy gun he had snatched from the ape-man in his hand, he actually pointed it at the poor man who was moaning on the ground.

"Listen, I didn't want to do this, but you insist on breaking the rules," Lieutenant Gerald's voice was full of deliberate pity, "I guess you may not have time to buy a clone..."

His finger moved slowly towards the trigger.

"Hello..." Someone called out behind him.

Lieutenant Gerald turned his head and looked at the human youth standing behind him in surprise.

"Who is he?" He asked himself a few guards' subordinates.

The few people looked at each other, as if no one noticed how this person walked past them and walked outside from the tavern.

Because this gray young man is so inconspicuous, he is like a wild mushroom growing in this dilapidated street, with drooping eyebrows, no different from a shadow under the wall.

"That..." The young man slowly opened his mouth.

Lieutenant Gerald waved.

The people of the Tyran Alliance rushed forward, as if they were about to punch each of them, and beat the young man to the ground.

Pu Yiyang scratched his eyebrows helplessly.

The person passing by on the screen started to move. His movements seemed to be fast, but in fact they didn't seem to be that fast.Anyone can clearly see how he moved, but one second he was still standing there, waiting for the Gomang's fist like a wooden stake, but the next second he had already taken a small step aside, He just avoided the attack of the Gomangs, and let him get kicked by the accomplices who rushed up from behind.

He seemed to know exactly when those fists, kicks, and swords flying towards him would really fall, and he was not in a hurry, nor was he too slow, and with an attitude that seemed to be careless, he avoided all the attacks just right.

A few seconds passed, and the people who tried to beat him didn't get any good points, but they all lay on the ground in a mess.

The passerby spoke again: "Uh, now you can..."

Lieutenant Gerald interrupted him: "Who are you?"

Da Fang, who was passing by, opened his own panel and showed him.

Human, full-level player, with tattered equipment, no guild affiliation.

Lieutenant Gerald seemed relieved to see that he was not a master sent by another guild to stir up trouble.He stared at the passers-by for a while, then frowned again: "Are you a non-access player?"

Non-access players will not map the player's actions and expressions. At first glance, the characters being controlled are not much different, but if you look closely, you will find that the characters' expressions and small movements are automatically completed by the system, which is different from movable and attacking. Once the control actions are coordinated, it is inevitable that they will not be well coordinated, and the degree of realism is even worse than that of NPCs.

Those who passed by nodded without concealment.

Lieutenant Gerald showed contempt: "A non-access player also wants to challenge me?"

passing by:"……"

Who wants to challenge him?

Lieutenant Gerald didn't give him a chance to defend himself, he directly pulled out two long knives from his back, and rushed towards the passing people.

Pu Yiyang had no choice but to fight.

It has to be said that Lieutenant Gerrard's operational strength is indeed much stronger than that of his minions.For the players of brain-computer docking, the operation depends on the neural response.The game does not need to be the same as in reality, your brain only needs to issue an instruction to attack at which position and with what force, and the rest of the attack actions will be automatically completed by the system according to the optimal solution.Lieutenant Gerald was right. For ordinary people, it is definitely easier and faster for the brain to simply issue instructions than for the brain to order the fingers to complete a certain precise operation.

This is why, the number of non-access players in DELTA is getting smaller and smaller-how can you continue to play if you have a poor experience and can't beat others?

But Pu Yiyang is not an ordinary person.

In some respects he is worse than the average person, such as a slow son who is angry with both people and gods.However, his subtle judgment in calculation made up for his laziness and natural operational disadvantages. Ten years of DELTA experience gave him an incomparable familiarity with the so-called optimal solution of the system.Against players who are connected to a brain computer, he can always easily judge the trend of each opponent's move, as well as the time difference between the move and its effect.

Therefore, it is really not easy to kill him.

Lieutenant Gerald had split a tent but hadn't touched a passing piece of clothing.The blue Yingying sword light was injected with energy at a glance, and it wouldn't be a matter of bleeding if it was touched.The blade approached again, and there was no more room behind, so those who passed by had to step on the wall and use the momentum of the jump to continue upward.

One step, two steps.

The tips of the two knives pierced back and forth into the wall, each time rubbing against the tattered toes of shoes passing by, as if a little bit higher would have nailed the boy who was hiding so hard into the wall.Lieutenant Gerald's slender eyes were wide open, as if he wished he could replace the blade with his eyes, and stab the passing one with a stab of chills.He knew that his subordinates were all watching the battle, and at the same time, there were countless pairs of curious eyes watching together. The longer this battle dragged on, the more it would be detrimental to his own face, and the face of the entire Tyrann Alliance.

The beads of sweat on his forehead became bigger and bigger, and every time he took out the knife, the blade was embedded deeper into the wall.

Finally, the passerby seemed to have no strength to climb up, and regretfully brushed his toes and stabbed heavily into the wall.

This time, the blade penetrated nearly a third of the wall.

The passerby seemed to be waiting for this moment, the moment his body fell naturally, his feet stepped on the remaining two-thirds of the knife.

Lieutenant Gerald was already withdrawing the knife, and the blade was quickly pulled away from the wall, but it was still too late. In the flash, a passer-by rushed to him, and at the same time he turned and kicked the other long knife away, his hand was gone. strangle him by the neck.

"Lieutenant Gerald," the young man's lazy voice rang in his ears, and what made him dare not move was a touch of cold touch around his neck, "I wonder how many clones you have prepared?"

Lieutenant Gerald froze on the spot, the remaining long knife slammed to the ground, swallowed, and broke out in cold sweat.

Pu Yiyang refrained from joking, and let the passer-by remove the dagger against the other party, sighed and said, "Can you listen to me now?"

After a while, Lieutenant Gerald said stiffly: "What do you want?"

The innocent person passing by said, "Accept the mission."

The people of the Tyrann Alliance who were approaching sneakily were so shocked that they could hardly hold their weapons.

Lieutenant Gerald: "Are there any conditions?"

Passing by put up a finger.

Lieutenant Gerald's face was even worse, and he said angrily: "You have nine and we have one? Then you might as well go by yourself, anyway, I can't stop it."

The passerby shook that finger.

"I mean, I'm going alone." He pointed to the stunned Tyrann Alliance players around him, "Or, you can follow along, remember to follow my instructions."