I always thought I was saving the world [fast time travel]

"duang—duang—duang—"

In a spacious and bright office, a man with bright and big eyes was kicking the legs of his desk without hesitation.

He kicked and cursed in a low voice, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!!! A bunch of rubbish things, taking so much money from me, it's useless, they should be thrown to feed the bugs!"

Just as he was kicking vigorously, the door of the office was kicked open with a bang, and then a series of rattling sounds sounded. The man froze like a toy that had been cut off, his body still maintained a funny expression. There is only one thought in my mind: Damn, it's over, the tigress is here!

Before he could react, with a snap, a woman in a professional shirt skirt and black high-heeled shoes held a folder, threw her hand away, and slapped him on the back of the head mercilessly.

"Ling Pengpeng, are you childish? Let me see you tossing about your desk again, and my mother will take your legs off!"

Ling Peng muttered aggrievedly: "My name is Ling Peng, not Ling Pengpeng."

"Why, do you have any comments?"

Ling Peng hurriedly begged for forgiveness: "No objection, no objection."

Di Lan put the folder in his hand on the large desk, bent his legs and sat in the swivel chair, and said to Ling Peng: "Look, the ancient world has been destroyed for more than 20 times, and I can't take it anymore." If there is no solution, this project may be ruined.”

Ling Peng stood beside the desk aggrievedly, slandering in his heart: "I really don't know who is the boss."

"What can I do? Those data streams that flow around cannot be forcibly eliminated by technical means, and the source of the data is even unknown where the hell is hidden. The No. 1 on the maintenance list just got out of the ancient life this morning, and most of the spiritual domain It's all ruined, it's useless and I have to pay for work-related injury, I'm so mad! Fuck...

Sister Lan, you hit me again. "

Ling Peng complained aggrievedly, and Di Lan took the folder in his hand, opened it, raised his slender legs, and said, "If I hear you swear again, I'll sew your mouth shut."

Ling Peng flinched and shut up.

Dylan looked at the data in the file, counted the collapsed world, and frowned deeply. Things were getting worse.

"Did you do it yourself?"

"Of course, but it can't." Ling Peng was a little embarrassed and frustrated. He was always proud of his own technology, but he couldn't do anything about the problems that occurred in the ancient world this time. This was an insult to his professional skills.

Dylan pondered: "Even you can't help, what is the origin of these data streams?"

Ling Peng wanted to scratch his head, "Ghost knows, I've never seen such a powerful data flow, never!"

Dilan fell into deep thought. Fantasia of Ancient Life is a holographic game oriented towards experience, strategies, and life. The world originally came from the world of ancient times, so it is called Fantasia of Ancient Life.

The ancient world was the source of interstellar humans, and it was recorded as "Blue Star" in ancient books. Since humans moved out of Blue Star, after many migrations, and settled in the Garan Galaxy, Blue Star has become a home that cannot return to after hundreds of millions of light-years.

Until more than 20 years ago when the imperial army sent troops to chase down the star robbers, they strayed into a wormhole and were sent back to the Milky Way where Blue Star was located by the cosmic space tunnel...

Since then, the largest archaeological activity in history kicked off.

The world of Fantasia of the Ancient Life originally came from the data of an ancient website called "Green jj" recovered during the excavation.

The Ling family is very powerful in the empire, has titles, and has many children. This game company is distributed to Ling Peng. Whether the company develops well determines whether the Ling family will give it a lot of support in the future.

Life in the Early Beginning is a very big project, the biggest project that Ling Peng has been in charge of since he became the CEO. Its foundation was given to Ling Peng by the Ling family. The test, the test of Ling Peng's ability to take on larger projects, is related to the Ling family's investment in the holographic game industry, which is crucial to the company's future development, so Di Lan has to worry about such a big problem suddenly .

"Are you sure there isn't someone jealous and messing with us?"

Ling Peng immediately retorted, "Impossible, I can't do anything about this data, the chance of man-made is very small, besides, I have inquired about the big brother of the main family before, and he said that no one made trouble."

This time, Di Lan was also blinded, but women's thoughts may always be more romantic and unrealistic. Di Lan squeezed his beautiful chin, thinking, and there were dead ends everywhere in his mind, as if a road of flowers and green grass suddenly appeared. trail.

She suddenly shouted: "Peng Peng! Tell me, can we find mental data that absolutely matches that string of unknown data?"

Ling Peng was stunned for a moment. Does this method work?It's just a data code, can there be an absolute match?So how embarrassing is the absolute match of one in a thousand in the empire?

But Ling Peng had to say, this method sounded absurd when it was first mentioned, but if you think about it carefully, if you can really find it, it might be really useful.

"Usually, when this happens, we either use technical means to forcibly remove it, or ask maintainers to intervene to slowly bring the world back to its original track by affecting the materialized image of the data in the virtual world.

Since you did it yourself, Pengpeng, don't count on the first method.As for the second method, although it failed to maintain No. 1 on the list, it does not mean that this method is useless.

Defenders use mental power to work. Generally speaking, the higher the spiritual level, the wider the mental domain, the larger the scope of tolerance, and the stronger the maintenance ability.But if the maintenance threshold of the maintainers we invite does not match the data, is not tolerant, or the matching value is too low, then it is understandable to fail.

In this case, let's find a mental data that can absolutely match it! "

Ling Peng's face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd. There is a saying that "open your mouth when you talk, but run away when you do it." If it is so easy to find, why do you need a professional defender?

Leaving aside the fact that mental power belongs to the privacy of the citizens of the empire, it is protected by law, and there are no monstrous methods. Can you check and compare it at will?Even if this is solved, how much time, money and material resources will it take to find an absolute match among the tens of billions of people in the empire?

Ling Peng looked at Di Lan with a bitter face, but Di Lan sneered, touched his newly made beautiful nails, and ordered: "Isn't that Vic Francis pursuing you? The dignified leader of the empire should have Mr. Wu The right to command, can't you help your sweetheart solve the troubles!?"

Ling Peng flinched, swallowed his saliva, ten thousand reluctance: "Sister Lan, this can't work!"

Dylan raised his eyes slightly, and threatened with a smile: "I think it's okay!"

"Sister Lan, we can't provoke such a big shot."

Di Lan was noncommittal and asked, "Ling Pengpeng, what are you afraid of? That's the head of the empire. He's young, handsome and has a good figure. If he chases me, I'll marry him with the quilt wrapped up!"

Ling Peng lowered his head slightly, a little embarrassed, and begged for forgiveness: "Sister Lan~", but unexpectedly Di Lan got up suddenly, grabbed his collar and sat down, Ling Peng could only bend down, and in a hurry, supported the desk with one hand Steady yourself on the chair with one hand.

Di Lan dragged Ling Peng in front of him, and said indifferently: "I don't care about the twists and turns between you and him, but you have to go to him to solve this matter. If something happens to the company, I promise that I will definitely solve it." Nail high heels into your ass! Also, don’t even think about your studio, don’t even think about going out, get the hell out of here and go to work! Do you understand? Peng——”

Ling Peng pulled back his collar with difficulty, and swore fawningly, "I'll go, I'll go."