The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

Lieutenant Gerald gave him a gloomy look, agreed without saying a word, made an appointment for departure, and left the tavern with his men.

"Thank you just now." The great ape man regained some strength, finally stood up, walked up to the passerby and stretched out his palm, "My name is Ahou, you can call me a monkey, and we will be friends from now on."

Pu Yiyang shook hands with those passing by.

The monkey stared at the direction Lieutenant Gerrard was leaving, bit his cheeks and cursed, "Bullshit."

The passerby made a "hmm" and squatted down to pick up the scattered knives, guns and sticks.

"I've had enough of those rich bastards outside, and it's so fucking uncomfortable to hold back in the game." Monkey scratched the hair on his face in discomfort, turned his head and said to the passers-by, "Yes Brother, do you really want to go with them alone? Be careful, I'm afraid that horse face will trip you up."

Passing by: "Let him go."

He thought to himself that the land reclamation mission was dangerous and unpredictable, and if the people of the Tyrann Alliance really wanted to avenge their private revenge and take the lives of their companions to play internal strife, then he wouldn't care about people sending them to their deaths.

However, hearing these words in another person's ears is a different kind of confidence and chicness, and the monkey's eyes shine brightly: "These words are too powerful! Hero, hero, I came to play games just to meet a master like you ..."

Pu Yiyang laughed a little stiffly.

The great ape man wanted to say something, but his companion urged him, and finally said "see you later" several times in a row, and hurried away.

"Hey, hero." The Hobbit who moved to the passing side at some point laughed secretly, "I think that kid is so excited, he almost promised you with his body. Let me tell you, the adored How does it taste?"

The passerby shrank back into the shadows and said dryly, "It's not that good."

The old cat said with a tusk: "You really got enough limelight on this trip today. Not to mention, it's not like you to take the initiative to fight with people, or to fight with people from the Grand Council. Could it be that you have been stimulated by something?"

Is it exciting?

Pu Yiyang glanced at the ceiling, Ding Miaomiao's face and a menacing shadow flashed past his eyes, and he felt a chill on his back.

In reality, he got into so much trouble in his freshman year, why is he afraid of the Tyrannian Alliance?

"It's nothing, just take it as a warm-up before going to the new map," he smiled wryly, and told the passer-by to tell the old cat, "The equipment comes according to the old rules. When I get the share, everything will belong to you."

The old cat responded, lowered its head and rolled up the warehouse, muttering in its mouth: "You said that every time you take such a big risk, you don't want anything. What are you planning?"

Pu Yiyang replied unscrupulously: "What else can I do? Please show respect to Brother Mao, so that you can quickly save up another wave of wife money."

The old cat's face turned purple, as if it was about to jump up and beat him up.

The passing body tilted, and just in time to put the fragmented weapons in his arms on Qianqiu Lao's stall, the person moved several meters away in a blink of an eye.

"See you tomorrow!" He waved at the old cat.

The old cat bared its teeth, relying on the flexibility of its movements after the brain-computer connection, it gave him a standard middle finger.

Everything that should be done was done, Pu Yiyang was about to log off the assembly line, and stopped his movements again.

That feeling... came again.

Someone is watching him.

Those eyes were like spider webs, cold and sticky, once they touched his body, he couldn't shake them off. Maybe when he was fighting Lieutenant Gerald just now, those eyes had been following him and had never been far away.

who is it?

Those who passed by quickly glanced around.

No one, except for the NPC from the weapon store who was bowing and smiling at him, and the old cat who was still cursing, there was no one else.

Pu Yiyang touched the back of his neck unconsciously, turned his eyes away from the screen, and looked behind himself.

Of course he was alone in the room.

Maybe it's the sequelae of being threatened during the day.He laughed at himself for being too nervous, and returned his attention to the game again.

Then he saw something even weirder.

On the tent closest to the one passing by, there were two crooked words.

"do not go."

The handwriting is very bright, and it doesn't fit in with the dark old tents around it. It seems that it has just been written not long ago.

Those who passed by walked over and wiped the handwriting with their hands.

He stared at the red sauce in his hand in a daze for a while, until two children holding ketchup cans squeezed in from behind, bumped into him, and ran away amidst the shop owner's curses.

What's going on here?

Is the two words made of tomato sauce a coincidence of children playing around, or is someone trying to talk to him and persuade him not to go to Yuanhang Star?

Those passing by stood there for a while.

No one came forward to look for him, and the lingering sight seemed to disappear.

Pu Yiyang turned off the computer.

With an empty Coke can in his mouth, he rested his head on the sofa and stared at the blank ceiling for a long time.

Pu Yiyang, a five-good young man, has a premonition that he doesn't like——

From this day on, whether in reality or in the game, his peaceful life as a passerby seems to be leaving him together.

As soon as Pu Yiyang stepped into the laboratory the next day, he saw Chang Yuan rushing towards him in a hurry.

He was so startled that he swallowed half of the bun in his mouth.

Chang Yuan shouted: "Did you forget that there is a group meeting for a new project this morning? I will meet with the company in the afternoon. You are late even for the preparation meeting. What kind of posture are you planning to embarrass me?"

new project?

Pu Yiyang searched for a long time before he managed to remember that when he was dozing off in the office the evening before yesterday, Chang Yuan came over to chat for a while as usual, and seemed to mention that there was a big project in the department soon, and she Ready to push him to do it.

Chang Yuan had good intentions to let him go on the right path, and forced him to give him a project once or twice. Naturally, Pu Yiyang was ready to play soy sauce again.To put it bluntly, this kind of cooperation project with enterprises is just a cross-border gimmick. Whoever takes the lead will get the money and do the work, and the rest is just a name and a strong momentum.Pu Yiyang is the best at such things as building up momentum. Anyway, he doesn't need to charge forward, just shout twice when he needs it, and just hide in the corner and paddle for fish in the rest of the time.

With half of the bun stuck in his throat, Pu Yiyang gave a vague "En".

Chang Yuan became angry when he saw his appearance, and smashed his arm with the tablet computer in his hand: "Come out with some energy, what does it look like to be so depressed? Did you stay up all night playing games again yesterday?"

Pu Yiyang laughed twice.

Chang Yuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and really wanted to knock off the big disciple's elm head to see what was inside, but after staring at him for a while, he was still defeated, and sighed: "You follow me, and you don't usually look good. This time is different...Pu Yiyang, if you don't hold back, I really can't help you. Do you know how many people in the department want this opportunity?"

She looked at Pu Yiyang with complicated eyes, and Pu Yiyang suddenly understood that Chang Yuan must have put a lot of thought into getting him into the project team.

His face is worthless, but he still has to earn his mentor's face.

Pu Yiyang's waist straightened, he went back to his seat to get the computer, and ran into the conference room in two steps.

"Well, sorry, I'm late..." He apologized as he pushed the door open.

Unexpectedly, the meeting room was not as lively as expected, but there was only one person.The man was sitting in front of the huge conference table, staring intently at the screen in front of him, and raised his head immediately when he heard the door open.

Pu Yiyang recognized him immediately, the man was Lu Yuxing.

His throat was dry, his hands rested on the doorknob, he didn't let it go, and he didn't let it go.

Lu Yuxing is the Taishan Beidou of their mathematics department. He is like a star. He has won all the awards at home and abroad except Fields in his 30s. Now he is nearly [-], and his popularity is only increasing. With a With his handsome face and superb temperament, he can attract everyone's attention wherever he goes.

Although this Professor Lu has a great reputation, he is notoriously difficult to get close to. His unsmiling face is enough to keep people away thousands of miles away.He has taught in the Mathematics Department of Jiangda University for so many years, except for the necessary public classes, he never showed up in front of people, and he even confiscated a single student.

But now, such a legendary figure often sits in front of Pu Yiyang just like this.

If his female classmates knew about it, the threshold of this conference room would have been broken.

But Pu Yiyang is not an ordinary student who chases after Lu Yuxing.He didn't even want to see the man for a moment.The moment he opened the door, he seriously considered whether he could quietly retreat back the same way, even if he would be beaten by Chang Yuan so that he could not see the sun tomorrow.

But he was too late.

Lu Yuxing had already seen him, put down the documents in his hand, and looked up.

Pu Yiyang couldn't dodge in time, his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, he stared at the table legs and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you?"

how many years?

Since he graduated from high school and entered the Department of Mathematics of Jiang University, the two of them haven't met each other for seven years.

He thought that if he didn't take that person's class, he would never meet in person for the rest of his life.

Lu Yuxing didn't seem to notice his impoliteness, and calmly said: "I have passed on the information to you, and I will remember to go in the afternoon."

Pu Yiyang lowered his head and glanced at the computer screen under his arm.

The file I just received opened by itself, with two big words at the top, FREE.

He understood why Chang Yuan valued this project so much. With FREE and Lu Yuxing, no matter which side you get involved with, this will be a good opportunity for people to grab their heads.

Only he doesn't think so.

Pu Yiyang's fingers clasped on the edge of the tablet trembled slightly.

"Did you do it on purpose?" He asked uncontrollably, "You want to hand over this project to me on purpose?"

You obviously live in seclusion and have never had any cooperation with companies, so why did you take on such a project?Or that company?

Lu Yuxing looked at him quietly, and just said, "Your mentor asked me to do it."

Pu Yiyang squeezed out a deep laugh from his throat.

He almost wanted to say, my little tutor looks at you like an idol far away in the sky, and I haven't talked to you as much as I have ever told you. It's good if you can remember her name.

But he didn't say anything.

Holding the computer between his hands, he nodded and turned to leave.

Lu Yuxing actually stopped him from behind: "You...is your mother okay?"

The voice was almost the same as usual, but there were still no waves, but Pu Yiyang could hear a little bit of hesitation.

He took a breath, turned his head, his eyes were astonishingly bright, but forced a harmless smile to the person who was still sitting there: "My mother is fine, thank you Professor Lu for your concern."

This morning, the tendons on the back of Pu Yiyang's head twitched more violently than yesterday. At a quarter of an hour before one o'clock, he finally moved his butt under Chang Yuan's urging, and swayed to the headquarters building of FREE company.

While waiting for the elevator, I saw two students from Jiang University, who seemed to be from the Department of Artificial Intelligence, and probably also project partners, chatting excitedly.

"FREE! This is FREE! My God, I can cooperate with FREE!" A boy with flat bangs excitedly adjusted his glasses several times, and he poked Pu Yiyang's arm, "Student, you too Jiang University, right? Can you play free games?"

Pu Yiyang could only nod: "En."

Ping Liu Hai said: "I started playing eight years ago. At that time, DELTA only opened one galaxy and three races. It was not as lively as it is now."

Another girl said in admiration: "Wow, then you are an old player, you must be very good."

Ping Liu Hai pushed his glasses again: "Of course. Next time I will take you to Dai Ya Xing for dinner, shall I? There is a hot spring restaurant there, and it is difficult to book a seat, but I have a little friendship with the boss..."

The two talked for a long time, Ping Liu Hai seemed embarrassed to leave Pu Yiyang aside, and added: "What is your number, classmate? Do you want to add a friend and go to dinner together?"

Pu Yiyang waved his hand tactfully: "No, I'm not connected to the device."

Ping Liuhai said: "It's a pity. Are you a novice? It doesn't matter. Come to us after you buy the equipment. I will take you to play."

Pu Yiyang thought about his ten-year account, scratched his eyebrows, and smiled foolishly.

The elevator just stopped at the 39th floor.

There is a rest area outside, and there are several holographic figures standing beside the sofa, all of which are the most popular races in DELTA.Ping Liuhai immediately jumped to the side of a dignified female Tierian, happily hugged the taller figure and changed several poses, asking his classmates to take a photo for him.

There are seventeen races, and in the end it is human beings.

And the space is limited, only a beautiful girl in a short skirt is placed, and there is no symmetrical male image.

Just as Pu Yiyang hoped, it is dispensable, gratifying and congratulatory.

Pu Yiyang leisurely passed the group portraits, and sat down in a corner seat in the conference room.

The project meeting went smoothly. Even though he was the only one from the Department of Mathematics, and there was someone from the Department of Artificial Intelligence in front of him, Pu Yiyang spent the past two hours quite easily. He spent most of the time looking at the game characters standing outside the meeting room. daze.

He began to feel that maybe his reaction in the morning was because he was too aggressive. This is just a project as usual, the company fights for fame, and the school asks for money.

Unexpectedly, after the meeting ended, someone stopped him.

Pu Yiyang stared at that person's face for a while, then remembered that this person's surname was Wu Mingzheng, who made a message at the beginning of the meeting, and he was the vice president of FREE.

Wu Zheng belonged to that kind of man who couldn't tell his age, he was well maintained, he was wearing a well-tailored blue suit, he was personable, elegant, and he didn't show any airs of superiors, he was more friendly than Lu Yuxing.

He walked up to Pu Yiyang, and politely extended his right hand: "Mr. Pu, right?"

Pu Yiyang looked puzzled. He didn't know what the vice president came here to say hello to this penniless little research assistant, so he reached out and shook his hand.

Wu Zheng had a smile on his face: "I heard that Mr. Pu is young and has profound professional attainments. I hope you can give me more advice this time."

Pu Yiyang laughed awkwardly, he was careless, he didn't expect Chang Yuan to brag so hard for him, even the top management of FREE could pick up his head, and he could only say a few words of humility, sincerely complimenting FREE The game also said "happy cooperation".

Wu Zheng seemed to be interested in what he said: "Does Mr. Pu also play free games?"

Pu Yiyang hurriedly said, "I played a lot."

Wu Zheng said again: "I wonder how much Mr. Pu knows about brain-computer interface technology?"

Pu Yiyang was taken aback for a moment, squinted his eyes, scratched his head and laughed: "Mr. Wu, I'm a math student, and the calculation efficiency is not bad. If you want to talk about technology, you have to ask our classmates in the Department of Artificial Intelligence. Right? , Brother Huang?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he put his arms around Brother Ping Liu Hai's shoulder, and pushed him in front of Wu Zheng.

Ping Liu Hai was very excited by the attention of the boss, and immediately took over the conversation and began to chatter.

Wu Zheng smiled and listened patiently, but his dark eyes behind the glasses still glanced at Pu Yiyang from time to time.

Pu Yiyang saw that a layer of moss had grown on his heart, he curled up his neck and waved his hands, ready to oil the soles of his feet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the door, he was bumped head-on.

The guy propped the door with one hand, put the other hand in his pocket, raised eyebrows and squinted, no matter how he looked, he looked familiar.

Pu Yiyang's eyes darkened.

Xiang Hong was dressed more like a black boss than yesterday, with a black shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes, his long hair tied up, a silver diamond earring on the left side, sharp and coquettish, clearly saying that I am rich.He walked into the room rubbing Pu Yiyang's shoulders, sat down at the conference table, and put his long legs straight on the table.

The room was silent for a while, and even Ping Liu Hai, who was still eloquent, was overwhelmed by this domineering style, swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice: "He, who is he?"

Wu Zheng also saw the person, shook his head, and said in a rather helpless tone, "Xiaohong..."

Xiang Hong rolled his eyelids coldly, didn't look at Wu Zheng, but still stared at Pu Yiyang, and said, "Uncle Wu, who am I, why didn't I introduce myself to others?"

At this time, footsteps were hurried outside the meeting room, and a young girl in a professional skirt came in: "Mr. Wu Wu, Mr. Xiang insists on..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Xiang Hong who was already sitting, her face turned pale with fright, and she couldn't utter another word.

Behind her, there were two young men, one of them was the one who received the flowers yesterday, and when he saw Pu Yiyang, he gave him a hard look.

Being watched by so many pairs of eyes, Wu Zheng still had a natural expression on his face. He smiled apologetically at Pu Yiyang and the others, reached out to Xiang Hongyi, and introduced: "Everyone, this is the president of our FREE, Xiang Hong, Mr. Xiang."

Pu Yiyang's forehead twitched.

Alas...

This black second generation who was still pestering Ding Miaomiao yesterday is actually the president of FREE?

When he went out yesterday and today, he must have never looked at the almanac.

That Xiangping Liu Hai saw that the atmosphere was not right, he greeted him and retreated.

Pu Yiyang clenched his tail and was about to catch up, when he saw Mr. Xiang raised his chin at him: "You, stay."