Waste Strong Foundation

It is impossible to sleep in the afternoon.

Chang Pufan's apology letter turmoil has not yet passed, and something happened to Ma Binghe again.

Fei Mingqiu was forcibly awakened by the outside world in his sleep, and the bioelectric current from the watch hit his heart directly.

He hung on Shang Yuan's body like a boneless body, closed his eyes and told Alpha weakly: "You better have something to do (report)."

Alpha shivered and forcibly ignored Shang Yuan's black face, covered his buttocks and said: "Do you two still remember that you two authorized Professor Ma to open a fan website related to the derivative works of "Trash"? That website is suitable for twelve languages. The fire has gone abroad."

Shang Yuan was startled, and asked, "...what?"

Alpha stretched out his left paw and projected the homepage of the website onto the wall, "That's it. I just noticed it, and the daily living capacity is much higher than our official website! This is called, this is called the Yangtze River. Mother. I'm sore, how about you?"

The homepage of the website includes more than ten kinds of derivative works such as live clips, comic creation, and cultural research.

When the cursor moves to the center and pauses for three seconds, an ink style search bar will appear, and the recommended entries are very eye-catching:

【SF late spring long-distance travel plan】

The word SF.

Engineers with hands full of innocent accounts know best what it means.

Just looking at a trending search for a fan creation activity, Shang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable.He turned his face and glanced at the young man lying on his back.

Fei Mingqiu was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, he crossed his fingers and hugged Shang Yuan's neck reluctantly, and urged in a breathless voice, "Get down to business."

Alpha only assumed that both of them participated in the website authorization, and turned to project comments and videos from foreign websites, "Shanggong, look, the news of the second test of "Waste" has been widely spread before, and today Changpufan A letter of apology, now a small parade of foreigners asking us to remove "Waste", thinking that we have illegally collected various data of players and violated human rights."

Shang Yuan: "?"

Alpha scratched his butt and continued: "Including Chang Pufan's apology and deactivation of his account, there are conspiracy theories that he was persecuted and attacked offline by us."

Indeed, a "cultural scholar" who is not recognized by the academic circle is often a perfect weakling in the mouth of foreign forces with ulterior motives.

Shang Yuan didn't speak.

His tiger appeared suddenly, stepped on Alpha's tail with one paw, and stared at Fei Mingqiu with five pairs of golden-green tiger eyes.

Alpha instantly got goosebumps, silently recited Long Live Science, Taishang Laojun was in a hurry like a law, and confessed like beans:

"When we made an emergency landing on the earth, the reserved space-time anchor was in a People's Park in Henan. All our operations in 2021 can eventually be traced to the park gatekeeper. Of course, it can only be found here. The popularity of "Waste" is vertical As it goes higher, forces around the world are paying attention to the technical engine and scientific research team behind it, but until last month, it was still normal.”

Shang Yuan sighed, and held Fei Mingqiu's wrist that was about to slip, "Little A, get to the point."

Alpha: "Professor Ma is participating in an international conference of unknown origin. To foreigners, his relationship with us is just like being on the same boat. There was a quarrel between the two sides. Originally, this kind of conference was not broadcast live, but now It’s spread everywhere. I don’t think everyone in China likes “Trash,” and the voices asking for it to be taken off the shelves are getting louder and louder.”

Fei Mingqiu slowly opened his eyes, with tears still on his eyelashes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Get off, stand?"

In order to complete the 1 quota for this debt repayment task, even with the best plan, he thought he would need to expand the quota by [-].

After all, the number of concurrent online users and the number of daily logins are two different things.

Professional sunspots like Chang Pufan can be ignored, and the opinions of netizens can be ignored. Whoever dares to play the idea of ​​"Trash", he must—

Fei Mingqiu jumped off Shang Yuan's back.As if in response, the color of the slender cane placed in the corner became grayer and grayer.

He must call back.

Before Shen Yingmin sent the email, he received a mysterious link from planner F.

He skillfully took two antihypertensive medicines and clicked on the attachment. He almost dropped the mouse, and blurted out: "Lao Jiang, is it April Fool's Day?"

The mood of the experts sent by the capital was not stable. They wiped their glasses repeatedly, and read the attached titles over and over again.

They held many meetings in the capital to discuss the most suitable exchange of theoretical and technical information at present.

Because of "throwing rats", I dare not easily send emails to test the other party's family background.

As a result, this F directly threw over the neuromedicine information package, saying that it was a thank you gift from someone with a hidden question and answer two weeks ago.

Shen Yingmin was so happy that he couldn't speak for a moment, his face was flushed, and he just kept rubbing his palms.

The previous information package is still being interpreted. According to the experts of the provincial hospital, after the interpretation is completed, biomedical materials are at least 30 years ahead of developed countries. With this information, how many clinical problems can be solved in the future.He had to make a phone call to his younger brother!

……

Ma Binghe didn't have time to catch up with Shen Yingmin, so he turned off his cell phone.He propped his hands on the table and told the participating scholars plainly: "First of all, I think you have misunderstood one thing. I was invited to serve as a cultural consultant for a game in my personal capacity. I was born in a difficult time and have great influence on the country. Special feelings, those years have tempered my mind, and I have been interrogating myself-"

He looked at the young scholar who said that China's Xia and Shang history is a fictional product of literature, "Who constructed our history. I absolutely do not approve of individual heroism. Maybe Dayu is a fiction, but the Xia Dynasty It does exist. I think today’s excitement is a bit outrageous, hehe, don’t bring political issues into academics, right?”

Unwilling, someone quickly raised his hand and asked him, "Is "Waste" a project funded or hosted by the Chinese government?"

Ma Binghe sneered, and was about to deny it when a fellow scholar handed him a newly printed note.

He glanced twice, took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and pretended to organize his thoughts, "I think we won't talk about politics today, shall we?"

This vicious old fox!

The scholars in the audience looked different.

A man with reddish brown hair opened an old-fashioned flip phone and quietly sent a text message in English to relay new information from the meeting.

He is a member of a certain country's Institute of Biology, and he is incompatible with this academic conference on ancient East Asian civilizations. He disguised his identity and infiltrated in order to serve the forces behind the institute.As far as he knows, he is not the only "secret agent" and "spy" at the meeting.

What kind of parade, what kind of human rights, in the end, it is not to make the internal test of "Trash" dirty, but to characterize the holographic game that was born at the beginning of this year as an official government project, and jointly exert pressure to create unfavorable public opinion and demand that China disclose its technology material.

Think about it and know that it is not a game that a private studio can make.

The initial investment and the cost of two tests may be enough to complete the idea of ​​​​moon immigration.

The man unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and looked coldly at the gray-haired old professor on the stage who talked eloquently about Xia, Shang and Zhou archeology.

……

Ma Binghe's speech was cut into a video and sent back to China.

Fei Mingqiu fully carried forward the traditional virtues of domestic game planning - he couldn't figure out the players' brain circuits.

In short, after he had dinner with Shang Yuan, the public opinion on the discussion board and derivative websites had gradually returned to normal.

Once a newcomer came in and asked about the "Waste" studio or investors, they would all answer in unison: "Let's not talk about political matters."

Ah this.

No, you guys talk to me carefully, talk about it, don't pretend to know something inside!

Although the progress was beyond Fei Mingqiu's expectations, and the thinking logic of netizens still needs medical observation, the result is good.

Rice cultivation, land reclamation, and textile work suddenly became sought-after tasks.

The bronze smelting, which the players were already enthusiastic about, has also accelerated the pace, and a large number of young blacksmiths who are shirtless and tinkling and casting copper have emerged.

The busiest time in the city is in the evening.

On this day, Shang Yuan took a shower and went downstairs to cook, and asked Fei Mingqiu to take away the dried clothes.

"Oh, I'll go right away." Fei Mingqiu was sitting upright, drinking cup after cup of hot water, and suddenly cursed: "How can this be done!"

When Shang Yuan heard the movement, he glanced at him indifferently, "What happened again?"

Fei Mingqiu was still looking at the #SF晚春long-distance travel plan at the top of the screen. Seeing Shang Yuan approaching, he couldn't help but reach out to block the screen.

Shang Yuan tilted his head, "Huh?"

Fei Mingqiu faltered and hawed, Sharman's heart was gone, so he could only hold the screen and try to get away with it.

This screen was removed from the spaceship, and the touch is quite sensitive.

In a panic, he only cared about dealing with Shang Yuan's approach, curling his fingers and sliding across the edge of the screen——

[Ding Dong~Welcome to become the 1300885th member of the SF science fiction group!Sit up in the dying sick, they are always true! ]

Fei Mingqiu who didn't cover anything: "..."

Shang Yuan who saw everything: "..."

The author says:

Fei Mingqiu: I really can't do this!How, how is it possible!What are these players thinking (`Д′*)!It's against my CP! ! (emphasis added)