The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

The weapons they brought could not harm the Voyage Star, but the Voyage Star could harm itself.

The black smoke with Cuijiu's remaining consciousness pierced through the man's body, "Pu Zhengping"'s eyes widened in surprise, and his lips opened and closed several times, as if he was calling Pu Yiyang's name, but also wanted to be meaningless. Repeating some phrases repeatedly, a few seconds later, the translucent image shook for a few times, disintegrated into a pile of noise spots, and evaporated out of thin air.

As soon as the ghost disappeared, everything in front of you shook, and the black mud Gerald in front of you also stopped moving, and the long knife that was on the side of your neck shattered inch by inch, and the whole body lost its bond. The medicine is ordinary, and the ground becomes mud again.The sky was collapsing, and the Tyrians were holding on to the motionless passing by. When he was struggling to support himself, he heard the sound of the spaceship engine.

"Come up quickly!" The old cat stood in the elevator cabin of the ship he drove, waving his arms vigorously at them, "Use the walking rope!"

After a shot, you touched the rope on your body, imitating the previous actions of passing by, and tied one end of the rope firmly to him and the human youth, and threw the other end desperately towards the direction of the elevator cabin.

The walking rope dragged two people, whizzed through the large collapsed and flying debris, and returned to the old cat's boat with a single shot to kill you and passersby.

Standing in the cabin, through the portholes, they witnessed the destruction of Voyage Star.

The strange-looking giant spaceship, like a severely wounded and exhausted monster, let out hoarse neighing, from the skin to the bones to the texture, it fell apart little by little, and finally turned into a speck of ash in the vast universe.

The ancient spaceship that suddenly appeared in the Delta quadrant suddenly disappeared again, disappeared so cleanly, without leaving any residue, as if it had never appeared.

Wanli Xinghe has returned to its former calm, at least it seems so.

"You guys did it?" The old cat smacked its lips in a daze before it came back to its senses, "I said the surname is Lu, when did you become so successful... Eh, you passed by?"

It was only after one shot that you realized that there were no traces of humans on the deck.

The old cat muttered dissatisfiedly: "Stinky boy, you went offline without saying hello again, how many lives do you owe my brother? Hey, hey, and you, all of you, follow the example of that guy and just run away!" run……"

Xiang Hong quickly took off the earphones, stood up from the dissolving air screen, and opened the door of the room.

It was dark in the living room, no lights were turned on.

Knowing that Pu Yiyang likes to play games in the dark, he frowned, but still didn't turn on the light right away, carrying the discomfort in his heart, and walked to the edge of the sofa.

He quickly discovered that the air screen was not turned off, the person just logged out, and now there is still a DELTA icon floating on the side of the sofa, slowly turning around, and the line "Please choose whether to connect to the connected device" is displayed underneath Character.

Xiang Hong's gaze passed through the air screen and landed on the lying person.

The man was curled up on the sofa, with his back facing the screen and him, his face buried in the sofa cushion, without any movement.

It's only been 2 minutes since I went offline, so it's impossible to fall asleep right now.

Xiang Hong stretched out his hand to the man, but hesitated a bit.The screen that was not turned off showed that it was past four o'clock in the morning. He knew that too many things happened in the game this night, but he was not sure if this was a good time for another heart-to-heart talk.

Especially what he is worst at is heart-to-heart talk.

After standing quietly in front of the sofa for a few minutes, Xiang Hong finally turned around, went back to the room, hugged a quilt, folded it back, and carefully covered the man.

After covering the quilt, his hand hung over the furry head exposed outside the quilt for a few seconds, but it still didn't fall.

"Good night." He whispered something, maybe he didn't notice, these two words used the most gentle tone in his life.

Pu Yiyang ignored him.

Xiang Hong didn't care, just smiled and went back to the room.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, and then the sound of the door closing, the person lying still remained motionless, but where Xiang Hong couldn't see, those eyes were kept wide open, just like that, He stared at the surface of the sofa half a centimeter away without blinking.

When Xiang Hong woke up the next day, the living room was already empty.The quilt he brought out in the middle of the night was folded and placed on the sofa. Judging by Pu Yiyang's usual standard of living, it was really similar to the sun coming out from the west.

Xiang Hong took out his mobile phone and thought about whether he should send Pu Yiyang a text message. After typing the words "Where are you?", he deleted them one by one.

"Like Chagang, how weird." He murmured to himself, and wanted to put down the phone, but there was still a little hook in his heart. He stood there thinking for a while, and he still sent another message— — "I'm going to the company, come over when I'm free."

Very good, Mr. Xiang thought with satisfaction, very official, very imposing, in line with his usual image.

He put down his phone and drove to FREE.

Most people in the company don't know what happened in DELTA. They don't know that Wu Zheng's Project C is plotting to capture the player's consciousness, and they don't know or don't care about the appearance and disappearance of the copy of Star of Voyage.For them, today, as usual, is an ordinary working day that cannot be more ordinary.Xiang Hong made a detour to Wu Zheng's office first, and found that his Uncle Wu didn't come to the company, and he didn't even preside over the regular executive meeting.

Not only Wu Zheng, but Wu Xuechun was also there.

This shows that there are still people who care about what happened last night on the Voyage Star.

Xiang Hong didn't think that Wu Zheng would be happy with yesterday's final result.Obviously, the appearance of Pu Zhengping's ghost was intentional by Wu Zheng, which should be the reason why he wanted Xiang Hong to lead him to the Star of Yuanhang.No matter what Wu Zheng wanted to use Pu Zhengping to get from Pu Yiyang, judging from the performance of passing by yesterday, it undoubtedly failed.

The enemy's failure is equal to his own victory. What Xiang Hong wants to see most is that his good Uncle Wu stumbles a few more times.

Compared with when he left the company yesterday, he has more fighting spirit.A failure does not mean that he will admit defeat, it is indeed a shame, and he will always engrave this shame in his heart, and repay it double later.

He will personally root out this evil Plan C from his FREE, and burn it up.

After finishing his daily work, he found Huang Xinzhi again.

"Is it possible to keep consciousness in the game?" The holographic image of the research director shrank to one-tenth of the real person's scale and appeared on Xiang Hong's desk, "Mr. plan?"

She still remembered Xiang Hong's instructions yesterday asking her to pretend nothing happened, and when she talked about Pu Zhengping and Plan C, she was a little hesitant.

Xiang Hong played with a pen in his hand and said, "No. Let's put it this way, a person, with the current DELTA mapping technology, wants to make an avatar in the game based on the image information left by a person. Can it be done at all?"

Huang Xinzhi said: "Generally speaking, yes. Of course, it depends on how perfect the image information is. If it is our own player, the connected device can directly complete the real-time scanning of all the player's body data. The image constructed in this way can be It is said that it is almost exactly the same as a real person, and you can't see the difference in the mirror."

"What about the image from ten years ago?" Xiang Hong said, "It's just a hypothesis, don't think too much about it."

Huang Xinzhi said with an expression that I wouldn't think too much if you didn't tell me, "The image data from ten years ago is definitely not as accurate as real-time scanning. It is enough to deceive people's eyes."

As she spoke, she rushed towards Hong and blinked.

This person is fine, Xiang Hong thought, his research director must have guessed that he was asking about Pu Zhengping.

"Okay, what about words and deeds?" He stopped playing around, "Voice, this is easy to handle, as well as the tone and content of the speech. When we add NPCs to the game, can the AI ​​algorithm convert a real People imitate to the point of cheating...very close people?"

Huang Xinzhi was silent for a while.

"Mr. Xiang, what you said is a bit difficult." With her hands in the pockets of her overalls, she shook her head seriously, "For one thing, there are ethical issues. If an AI is too much like a living person, it is still true." The existence of human beings will make it difficult for people to face. Secondly, technology is also difficult to achieve. If there is no...that algorithm, there is still a gap between AI consciousness and human consciousness, let alone imitating a living person Lifelike, false and true."

The pen spinning in Xiang Hong's hand stopped.

Huang Xinzhi noticed that the president of her family frowned again, as if she was not particularly happy with the answer.

"Okay, I see." Xiang Hong said, "I still don't tell anyone about what I'm looking for you today."

He cut off the communication.

In the afternoon, Xiang Hong rushed to the hospital as soon as he finished the meeting.

Xiao Xiang always ran to the hospital frequently, and the little nurse wanted to lead him to the special care unit as soon as he saw him, but he waved his hand and went to another floor first.

Pushing open the door of the ward, he saw the big scene on the bed.

The tall man was wearing a hospital gown, his hands and feet were a little short, as if he was wearing the wrong clothes, very funny.But Xiang Hong couldn't laugh at all.He sat down by the big king bed and touched his little brother's forehead.It was originally as short as a hedgehog, but now it has been completely shaved, like a field after harvesting rice.Several round electrodes were clinging to Dajing's bluish head, as if he was wearing a silver hat.

"Stinky boy, I have been with me for so many years, I have never suffered any injuries, and I have never seen you lying in the hospital for so long." Xiang Hong said in a low voice, with a serious face on purpose, "Don't be lazy, remember to get up and work for me."

Dajing closed his eyes tightly and didn't respond.

There was a bang at the door, as if something had hit the ground.

Xiang Hong saw a peeled pear bone rolling to his feet, he bent down to pick it up, turned around, and saw Wu Xuechun.

It was rare for Wu Xuechun not to wear a suit, but a gray pullover sweater, young and fair as a college student.

"Boss," his pale lips trembled, "you're here."

Xiang Hong glanced at him.

Wu Xuechun seemed to understand what he meant, picked up the lunch box that was smashed on the ground, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Xiang Hong shouted impatiently, "Come here quickly and take this thing away."

Xiao Xiang always dipped his hand in the pear juice, but also wanted to look at the face that I deserved to die, and I was really upset.

Wu Xuechun held the pear in his hands, not daring to go forward, nor to go back.

"You cut this for Da Jing?" Xiang Hong asked, "He looks like this, can he eat it?"

Wu Xuechun glanced at Dajing and said: "The doctor said that he is in a stable condition and may wake up at any time. I think Dajing likes to eat pears, so... I want him to have a bite when he wakes up."

Xiang Hong caught a glimpse of a large pile of pear peels in the trash can, and thought rather speechlessly, this guy has been peeling pears all day long here today.

He could tell that Wu Xuechun was a very reliable person at ordinary times, but in fact he was very reasonable. Once he got into a dead end, his IQ plummeted, and he was a completely different person from usual.

"You can cut it if you like, and come to the company when you remember it." He said to Wu Xuechun.

Wu Xuechun looked at him blankly.

"As an assistant to the president, if you don't help me with work, you go to the hospital to peel pears. Do you want me to deduct your salary?" Xiang Hong picked up another pear and threw it into Wu Xuechun's arms. Dajing and I will go back together."

Wu Xuechun called tremblingly: "Boss..."

Xiang Hong deeply felt that the face that looked like crying and smiling still had hot eyes.He didn't bother to talk to Wu Xuechun any more, and looked at Da Jing who was sleeping peacefully, and walked out of the ward.

Once outside, after blowing the wind, he suddenly stopped and raised his hands to cover his hot eyes.

"It's me, the boss, who is sorry for you," he said to Dajing who couldn't hear him in a low voice, "I will definitely, I will pay back this debt for you."

He stood for a while, put down his clenched hand, and when he looked up, he happened to see the person who appeared in his mind at this moment.

It's Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng was coming out of the separate ward next door, apparently to meet Xiang Renjie.

What is the purpose of going to see the bedridden old man at this time?

Subconsciously, Xiang Hong wanted to rush over to confirm the safety of his hapless father, but just as he took a step, he saw another person coming out following Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng saw that he was with that person just now, but now he turned around, said something, stretched out his arm, as if he wanted to shake that person's hand again.

The man glanced at Wu Zheng and the outstretched hand, with a cold and indifferent expression on his face, he left without shaking back.

Xiang Hong didn't have time to cheer for someone who slapped Wu Zheng's face, all his thoughts were on the man who left.

He remembered the face and knew who it was.

That was Lu Yuxing from the Mathematics Department of Jiangcheng University.