King from scratch

"I've prepared a surprise for you!" Wu Xing put the doorknob on it, didn't rush to push the door, turned his head and said mysteriously to He Xingwen, "Guess what it is?"

He Xingwen glanced at the time, and reminded the other party ruthlessly: "I will have experiments later, are you sure you want to waste time on this kind of problem?"

"Anyway, you definitely can't guess!" Wu Xing accepted it as soon as he saw it. The main reason was that the other party's schedule was too full and there was no extra time to waste, so he pushed open the door and showed all the things behind the door to He Xingwen. , waiting to harvest the shocked expression of the other party.

The familiar holographic game cabin is placed indoors, highlighting the sense of presence.

This group of people moved quite quickly, and He Xingwen muttered in his heart, showing a surprised expression meaningfully: "The holographic game cabin? Why did you bring me to see this?"

Wu Xing walked into the room: "This is your lounge."

Wu Xing stopped beside the holographic game cabin, and winked at He Xingwen: "This is your holographic game cabin."

"My holographic game pod?"

"I specially helped you move here from your rented house," Wu Xing noticed that He Xingwen was not that excited, and his high emotions subsided, and he wondered: "Aren't you happy to be able to play holographic games?"

"I'd be quite happy if it was just an entertainment facility for me," He Xingwen said with an expression of "I've seen through you a long time ago", "But I don't think you are so considerate to this extent."

"That's what I said," Wu Xing touched his nose, feeling a little guilty: "Of course it's an entertainment facility... We haven't been able to make any changes to the holographic game cabin designed by His Majesty the King."

He Xingwen glanced at him distrustfully: "So I can play whatever I want?"

"Then you still have to obey the command," Wu Xing changed his tone: "You don't know how lively the holographic game is now, we are short of people."

He Xingwen really doesn't know how lively the holographic game is, but he knows one thing very well. The population base of Huaguo is there, and it is impossible to lack people without anything. His tone is very distrustful: "Are you short of people?"

"Lack of talent." Realizing that He Xingwen is too difficult to deceive, Wu Xing had no choice but to tell the truth: "You also know how special you are. The opinion of the expert group is to give full play to your potential and not let go of any possibility."

"After all, let me be an experiment," He Xingwen glanced at the holographic game cabin, not very happy: "Of course I would like to play games, but if the games are turned into work, then the games will not be fun."

Wu Xing glanced at the time, and retreated to advance: "The next experiment that needs your cooperation is coming soon. If you have any requirements, please mention them quickly."

"You can play games, but you can't remotely direct my every move. I want to play games freely."

Wu Xing bargained with him: "It's not like remotely directing your every move. How long has it been since you played the game? Your level must be behind. We should at least send someone to take you to level up, right? If there is any large-scale event, you must be with your own people, right? How can this be considered unfree? It is obviously a good thing for mutual benefit, killing two birds with one stone, and a win-win situation."

Wu Xing's speaking level has risen sharply, He Xingwen sighed silently, and didn't answer.

"You think too much," Wu Xingyu said earnestly, "The reason why we moved the game cabin here is entirely for your physical and mental health, and to add entertainment facilities for you."

He Xingwen didn't believe it all, and he didn't believe a single word. He didn't answer, he waved his hand at Wu Xing, indicating that the time was almost up, and left directly.

He has to take it easy, and then face the big killer of the holographic game cabin.

Wu Xing didn't care that he didn't get an accurate answer from the other party. He had a lot of things to deal with. Once He Xingwen left, he also walked in another direction.

While the lively meeting was going on, Wu Xing's sudden joining did not attract any attention.

Wu Xing sat back in his seat, flipped through the documents on the table, glanced at the projection, and turned the documents to the page under discussion.

"How is the investigation of missing persons in the country going?"

"It is confirmed that many missing persons have died unexpectedly."

"Some missing persons who have not yet been confirmed are being investigated urgently. According to the previous profile of His Majesty the King, Suspect a: ...Suspect b: ..."

Wu Xing found the information of these people, college students, good family background, harmonious family relationship, and the time of disappearance is about the same - at this time, you can deeply feel the size of Huaguo's population base, and the profile of so many people. Write Leng is matched with dozens of missing persons, and there is no way to narrow the range down to single digits in a short time.

After the report on the relevant situation came to an end, another voice sounded.

"I have a question. Even if the news we got is that the last whereabouts of His Majesty the King was a world projection to another world, will this affect His Majesty the King's whereabouts on Earth?"

The reason why this problem arises is that they have not yet been able to confirm how His Majesty the King interfered in the other world. It is possible to go to the other world in person, but it is also very possible to only enter the consciousness like the player.

If he went there in person, His Majesty the King's behavior of going to the world projection may cause him to lose contact with the earth synchronization, but if it is only a touch of consciousness, it is difficult to say whether His Majesty's behavior in the different world will affect his normal life on Earth.

"It is also possible that His Majesty's loss of contact was intentional. As an idealist, after completing his ideals, he gave up without hesitation. This is in line with the profile of our previous opponent."

There was a lot of discussion at the scene, and people with different viewpoints argued endlessly.

Wu Xing yawned cryptically, not interested in this usual debate. After reading the materials, he simply transferred He Xingwen's materials from his own files, and stared blankly at the materials that he had read countless times.

The colleagues on the side also diverted their attention in boredom: "What are you looking at?"

"He Xingwen's file."

"That guy?" He Xingwen's name sounded like thunder, and his colleagues were familiar with it when he mentioned it: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"I just think it's a bit magical." Wu Xing recalled his first meeting with He Xingwen: "When I first met him, I didn't expect that we would have such a deep relationship in the end."

"Before you're old enough, you're starting to miss your age? You still have to find a girlfriend sooner..." The colleague changed the topic: "He Xingwen can find a boyfriend even in that dead house. It's too unreasonable for you to be single."

Wu Xing turned the file back two pages: "I'm still exempt from this high-risk occupation. Besides, I can't catch up with others in finding a girlfriend now. They are almost getting their certificates."

The colleague came over to look at the file again, and made a surprised voice: "He Xingwen, He Tong, hey, does the name He Tong look familiar?"

Wu Xing raised his eyebrows, knowing that his colleague remembered the other name on the first marriage certificate after the same-sex bill was passed, he didn't take it seriously: "There are too many people with the same name."

"That's right, there are so many people named He Tong in Huaguo..." The colleague looked away and asked casually, "Is He Tong's information clear?"

"If you don't know, can it still be in our hands?"

Colleagues completely lost interest: "Maybe it's because I read too many profiles of His Majesty's characters recently, which made me feel a little bit like an underdog. But do you think it's a coincidence? Excluding the fact that He Xingwen dropped out of school, his character background is similar to that of His Majesty the King." The profiling can actually be matched, I said that the restrictions on this profiling are too loose, how many times the university has expanded its enrollment, and the streets are full of college students. If you look closely, everyone seems to be an idealist."

After the colleagues complained, the surroundings became quiet.

Wu Xing stared at He Xingwen's file for a long time, then reached out and pulled out He Tong's file, comparing the files of these two people, he didn't know what he was thinking.

He Tong put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and smiled at He Jianwen who was beside him: "Dad, your braised fish in soy sauce is perfect."

He Jianwen said triumphantly: "That's right, my hand, the neighbors in the neighborhood don't know..."

In an extremely ordinary conversation, the flow of information passes silently.

He Xingwen opened his eyes and heard He Tong's voice.

"Wu Xing has doubts about your identity."

He Xingwen was taken aback, but he was not surprised. After all, Wu Xing had too close contact with him, and the traces left by His Majesty the King were not impeccable. He Xingwen still knew that his vest was in danger.

"Does it need to be dealt with?" He Tong asked: "Some corrections at the end of the message, the other party will not notice any abnormalities."

He Xingwen thought for a moment, then shook his head.

After the experiment was over, He Xingwen walked back to the place where there was no one else, and said to He Tong: "After dealing with the matter of the Special Investigation Bureau, we will solve the matter of the great scientist."

He Tong, who was washing the dishes, was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head to look at He's father and mother in the living room: "Then uncle and aunt?"

He Xingwen laughed: "It's not like I won't come back."

He Tong didn't laugh out loud, he lowered his head and wiped the bowl methodically with a certain stable pattern: "With the close relationship you have with the Special Investigation Bureau, once you go to see the great scientist and disappear on the earth, even if only for a moment, Your identity will be exposed, if you come back later..."

"So we need to settle the matter of the Special Investigation Bureau before this." He Xingwen has been thinking about this matter for a long time, and he has considered it very carefully: "Can't we just walk away?"

"Xiao He." Huang Heling called He Tong in the living room: "I think tomorrow will be a good day, you get your certificates first, let's pick a good time for the wedding..."

"Listen to the mother." He Tong responded, and then said to He Xingwen: "Then how do you plan to solve the matter of the Special Investigation Bureau?"

He Xingwen is very honest: "I haven't figured it out yet, I'm just taking one step at a time."

"What are you muttering all by yourself?" Wu Xing glanced at He Xingwen suspiciously: "There are no other experimental arrangements after that, let's go and play games."

He Xingwen ended his conversation with He Tong, and casually said, "I'm cursing you behind my back."

"What did I do to apologize to you again?" Wu Xing led the way and said, "Playing a holographic game for you?"

"You have forgiven me too much," He Xingwen raised his head, confidently: "If you feel guilty..."

"Huh? If I feel guilty..." Wu Xing sang together: "Let you get off work early today?"

"That's good." He Xingwen's attention shifted instantly: "It's agreed, I'll get off work early today."

"It's still early, you go to the game first." Wu Xing pushed He Xingwen into the door, and slowly frowned when he saw that the other party was lying in the holographic game cabin with familiarity.

It went dark before his eyes, and soon lit up again. A vast sea of ​​stars spread out in front of He Xingwen, and the planet under his feet slowly rotated.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time He Xingwen has entered a different world through this method, so he was at a loss for a moment at the login interface.

But soon, everything changed to the way he was familiar with.

A golden light lit up in front of him, replacing the vast sea of ​​stars, and rows of data jumped out.

He Xingwen glanced roughly, and the first few words came into his sight: "The current number of people who can be recovered:..."

Followed by a long series of numbers with no end in sight, He Xingwen gave up the idea of ​​continuing to read after taking a glance. The numbers exploded and completely lost their original meaning.

What's more, the game's main console is not really a program that runs logically at a glance.

He Xingwen made a straightforward request: "Give me a player template."

The data in Jinguangli has changed, and it has been changed to the player's personal panel.

He Xingwen chose a template face at random, staring at the screen full of full-level skills and fell into distress. He deleted, deleted, and subtracted, turning the god-level account into a weak chicken behind the main force.

In the end, I added a few common tasks in progress to this template in a decent way, perfectly disguised it as an ordinary player, and then chose to log in to the game.

He Xingwen's eyes went dark for a moment, and soon brightened up.

There was an extra screen in front of him, and the account that had been carefully weakened by him was looking around in a daze.

wait?I remember it was a holographic game, right?

Tables and chairs appeared under the screen, restoring the pitch-black scene to He Xingwen's familiar bedroom environment.

He Xingwen stared at the familiar scene in front of him without flaws for two seconds, got up and opened the bedroom door, and the boundless golden light came into his sight.

That's right, it wasn't a dream, but he was playing a computer version of a holographic game in the holographic game cabin.

It took some time for He Tong's data access - in order to avoid affecting the game's main console, he compressed his information flow to the greatest extent.

So the explanation is long overdue.

"You can't use your consciousness to enter the different world like them. Your connection with the different world is located at the junction of the two worlds. If you don't appear with a physical body, you can only... like now, use a virtual way to manipulate The shell provided by the main console of the game - just like a real game."

The word "real game" has too many slots...

He Xingwen suddenly remembered his first encounter with He Tong—the young and ignorant He Xingwen shared his dream of playing holographic games, but all the way to the present, he even saved the earth and other worlds. Holographic games?

Is this a bit unreasonable?

He Xingwen sighed for a long time. Although he wanted to continue to immerse himself in this inexplicable emotion, he had already seen players patting him on the shoulder next to the character on the computer screen.

He Xingwen sat back at the computer desk, with indescribable emotions, put on his earphones, and put his hands on the keyboard.

If you put aside the related memories about different worlds and holographic games, the games displayed on the computer screen are actually no different from other online games that He Xingwen is familiar with.

No, there are still some. The game in front of He Xingwen is obviously more shoddy.

The chat interface is in the lower left corner, the character avatar is in the upper left corner, and there is a small column of task boxes on the right—oh yes, it also shows the direction and distance of the task target in progress just like every normal online game.

And there is a small map on the upper right of the screen, a bunch of icons on the lower left of the screen, and a screen that can be adjusted at any angle in the center of the screen. speech bubble...

He Xingwen instantly found the feeling of playing games.

Different from the shoddy page, after putting on the earphones, He Xingwen could clearly hear all kinds of sounds in his ear, the voices of the players talking, the sound of walking...

These endow the scene with a certain sense of reality, and once again separate this rough online game page from the holographic game.

He Xingwen glanced, and even found the voice communication button in the row of icons in the lower right corner.

"I'm fine," He Xingwen hurriedly said to stop the player from continuing to sway him. By the way, he looked at the player carefully. The other party stared at a player's nickname: Hua Xing. If he remembered correctly, it was Wu Xing's game nickname...

"Xinghan is brilliant..." Wu Xing read He Xingwen's character nickname over and over again: "If it comes out of it, Cao Cao's "Guan Canghai"?"

"Cultural person," He Xingwen searched through the expression bar, gave him a thumbs up and said, "But why is it you?"

"I'm in charge of you, otherwise who else would it be?" Wu Xing muttered, "I'm a super god, you just wait to be taken away."

"Show me your personal panel first, and I'll see how far you are behind the main team."

He Xingwen slowly clicked on his character panel, and chose to open the personal panel—to be honest, after such an operation, He Xingwen completely lost his expectation for the game.

This page is too shoddy, and this operating system is too similar to a domestic online game.

He Xingwen turned off the voice call button, and seriously gave his opinion to the main console of the game: "Although I use this thing alone, can't you provide some VIP treatment? At least make the game interface better?"

"Look at the game screen, the shocking buildings in the real environment, on your page, they are all like tofu projects..."

The game's main console didn't even bother to turn on the golden light.

He Xingwen didn't expect it to accept the suggestion humbly, he simply couldn't help the desire to complain.

The monument in the city center is so shocking and meaningful.

On He Xingwen's computer screen, there is just a pillar sticking to the ground—or the kind of uneven pillar, as for the relief?It was abruptly blurred into a texture with extremely poor quality.

Not to mention being shocked, He Xingwen turned the screen, his face expressionless the whole time, just one thought - this game must be made by garbage manufacturers to make money.

Of course, since this game can't make money, it can only prove that the game's main console is a complete garbage manufacturer.

Wu Xing checked He Xingwen's personal panel, and made a shocking voice: "You have been thrown too far by the big army, right? Blacksmiths are only at level three? Haven't you created your own skills above level one?"

He Xingwen reminded the other party: "I am a successful entrepreneur." So it is normal to be busy running the company and not to play games, right?

Wu Xing said sincerely: "But your data can only prove that you have no intentions at all?"

He Xingwen emphasized again: "And since I joined our 'company', I haven't logged into the game for several months."

As soon as this sentence came out, the players wandering around cast shocked gazes. He Xingwen also saw text bubbles floating out of the heads of many characters, and of course the other party's voices also sounded in the earphones simultaneously.

"Isn't there a minimum daily login time for this game? What kind of company can force employees not to log in?"

"Stupid, the country can unlock this mandatory regulation. I heard that people in the special forces sometimes have no time to play games when they are busy."

"However, even state-owned enterprises encourage their employees to play games? What kind of company can blatantly violate state regulations?"

Seeing that the eyes of the surrounding players were not right, a certain player pointed out the key point: "Hey, is it the Great God of Huaxing?"

"Then there must be something hidden. I remember that God Huaxing has an official background, right?"

"That's right, didn't he organize several unions to cooperate in dungeons before?"

"Great God! Sign me up!"

"Great God! Do you want to take a photo?"

The crowd started to commotion, Wu Xingti pulled He Xingwen tore open the scroll to return to the city, and disappeared in the encirclement of the players on the spot.

Of course, that's what Wu Xing saw.

What He Xingwen saw was different. Wu Xing's game character had an icon of "Using a City Portal Scroll" appearing, and then a cutscene jumped out in front of him.

After the short cutscene finished the progress bar, the computer transition was completed, and a new scene was changed on the screen.

He Xingwen thought for a while, took out a bottle of Fat House Happy Water from the void, leaned back, and started the e-sports journey comfortably.

The new scene on the screen was very unfamiliar. He Xingwen watched it several times, but he still didn't match it with any place in his mind.

He moved his gaze upwards and landed on the small map beside him, on which was marked the name of the location: Diman Empire.

He Xingwen suddenly realized, and looking back again, he finally discerned the reality that the shadows on these buildings were suspected to be luxurious decorations.

This should be an extremely extravagant and bustling human city. Anyway, He Xingwen can tell from the npcs walking around nearby. As for the extravagance...it's a little difficult.

"This game doesn't have a setting to hide nicknames," Wu Xing said, half showing off and half complaining, "It's too easy for a master like me to be harassed."

"I took a look at your situation, let's start with the simple mode." Wu Xing put He Xingwen's shoulders and raised his hand and said, "Welcome to the favorite country of bounty hunters - the Diman Empire."