welcome to the real world

Go back to 10 minutes ago, on the 31st floor of R Building.

After Qi Lingxi hung up the phone, Zhuo Qinglin leaned back in the engineering chair, and couldn't help sighing: In the past six months, he asked Qi Lingxi the same question countless times, and he was rejected countless times.

Every time, I hang up the phone neatly, without any room for maneuver, and don't listen to half a sentence.

Time and time again, Zhuo Qinglin felt that if he continued to ask questions, the friendship between their college classmates would also be exhausted.

There was a soft sound of pulleys, and the new CTO of Real, Li Gongchen, pulled up a chair and sat opposite him, with a condescending posture: "Why, was rejected by President Qi again?"

Zhuo Qinglin sneered, and didn't want to talk to this petty bastard.

Li Gongchen was seven years older than Qi Lingxi, and he also graduated from the world's top prestigious schools, with good academic qualifications and abilities. Unfortunately, Qi Lingxi was severely suppressed by the sky, and he completely lost the opportunity to express himself.

When Qi Lingxi was around, he couldn't jump up and down, so he could only crazily post black Qi Lingxi on the Internet; when Qi Lingxi had a dispute with the board of directors, Li Gongchen, who seized the opportunity, often used insidious tricks. He is mostly responsible for the non-compete agreement.

Zhuo Qinglin shook his face without any scruples, Li Gongchen was smiling, thinking how to get rid of this thorn in his heart: what's the use of being good at technology, they are all stupid fools.

Li Gongchen patted Zhuo Qinglin's shoulder and said: "Don't be sad, Qi Lingxi is living a good life now, the miracles he has created are already unmatched, and it is a good story to retreat bravely... Oh, maybe he will Thinking about it this way, it’s easier to attack a city than it is to defend it. You see, everyone remembers his great achievements, but they don’t remember the hard work of us people..."

Zhuo Qinglin felt disgusted, got up and said: "Mr. Li, please let me go."

Li Gongchen raised his eyebrows.

Zhuo Qinglin has never been a deflated temper: "Or you and I go to the toilet with me and work hard to take a shit?"

Li Gongchen: "..."

Zhuo Qinglin who hid in the bathroom let out a long breath, feeling very uncomfortable.

Half a year... already half a year!

Is this the fucking life of a human being?

Zhuo Qinglin clicked on the communicator, and a group of programmers who sincerely respect and love Qi Lingxi gathered in the small group and howled.

"The boss is really not coming back."

"Damn it, the good technical department has become a palace battle field."

"Is Li Gou dead today?"

"Hehe, I can't die. The daily turnover of "Reality" has reached a new high. Li Gou's new expansion pack is on the agenda."

"That's called a new expansion pack? Doesn't your conscience hurt if you cheat Krypton with another skin!"

"As we all know, Li Gou has no conscience."

Cursing and cursing, a message was left on the last dialog box: "Is the boss really not wanting us?"

Zhuo Qinglin smoked a cigarette vigorously: "What can he do, Qi Yi has been kidnapped."

Everyone was dumb and couldn't type half a word.

One is the code name, his name is actually Qi Yi.

This is a name only these old people know, and it was given to him by Qi Lingxi.

Qi Yi's homonym is strange.

Represents magic and special.

It means the first and the only.

After a long silence in the group, the big guy started venting again.

Scold Ligou, scold real, scold the injustice of the world, scold the death of talents.

Zhuo Qinglin smoked three cigarettes in a row, staring at the group name "The Lost Dogs" in a daze.

Qi Yi was robbed and Qi Ling left. They were indeed a group of helpless and furious dogs left behind.

The clock pointed to ten o'clock in the morning, the moment the numbers jumped past, Zhuo Qinglin's heart skipped a beat for some reason.

He turned off the projection in front of him, and was about to stand up when a message popped up.

Old A: "Brothers, stop scolding, something is wrong!"

Zhuo Qinglin: "What?"

Old A sent a series of data, which stunned the other five people in the group.

Old A: "For 5 minutes, no player in the game has gone offline, and the number of logins is still increasing sharply."

Zhuo Qinglin stood up abruptly: "No one logged out in 5 minutes?"

Old A: "Damn it, no player logged out 10 minutes ago!"

Others were also shocked: "This, how is this possible..."

This news may be inexplicable to laymen:

It's only 10 minutes, so what if no one logs out?Isn't it normal to be addicted to games on a wonderful Sunday?

There is nothing to be fuss about.

However, this is "The Real World", an explosive game with over 13 billion concurrent players.

What is the concept of 13 billion, one-fifth of the human population in the world.

With such a large base, let alone 10 minutes, tens of thousands of players switch between online and offline every hundredth of a second.

Time seems to freeze.

Five seconds later, Zhuo Qinglin said anxiously: "Old A, you report the data, and I will cut off the login entrance!"

Old A: "Can Li Gongchen give you permission?"

Zhuo Qinglin gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take the path."

The "small road" was a privilege given to them by Qi Lingxi when he was in office. With Li Gongchen's ability, he has never discovered it, and he has never blocked it.

Old A was startled: "If this is discovered, Li Gou can sue you to jail!"

After all, Zhuo Qinglin followed Qi Lingxi all the way here, so he still had some sensitivity, he murmured: "How can I care about these..."

Hurry up, have to hurry up.

If the login entrance is not cut off, there will only be more players trapped in the game.

Yes.

Even if it's unbelievable, even beyond imagination, even if it's like a bolt from the blue, this is the fact—Zhuo Qinglin and others are the first six people in the world to know the truth—it's not that players don't want to log off, but they can't log off.

why?

Because he is awake.

The Real World isn't the real world after all.

2035年10月13日10点10分。

At first it was an inconspicuous blog posted on the Internet: "My husband played for a day and a night, I forcibly cut off his game cabin, and he fell asleep directly to death."

The post was quite normal at first, discussing the cliché of whether or not to forcibly unplug the network cable when addicted to games, until another similar post popped up...

One, two...hundreds...

Europe, North America, South America, Asia Pacific...

In just 10 minutes, the whole world shook!

When Li Gongchen received the data reported by old A, he didn't take it seriously, until the customer service department was bombarded with phone calls, the news on the Internet was overwhelming, and the number of people who would not be able to wake up after cutting off the game cabin increased sharply.

Real immediately issued an announcement to inform people all over the world not to forcibly cut off the connection between players and the game cabin.

The notice issued by the real public relations department tried to be careful in wording, but the panic in it could not be hidden at all, which undoubtedly completely ignited the panic of the public.

problem occurs.

What a big deal!

Only then did the real technology department realize that they had completely lost control of the "real world", all commands were invalid, and all permissions were locked.

Except that Zhuo Qinglin immediately cut off the login entrance with the "small road", they could no longer do anything to "Real World".

Li Gongchen would never have thought that such a thing would happen, his face was livid, sweat was pouring down like rain, and he said angrily: "Turn off the server, turn off the server!"

Yes, they can't control the line, but they can shut down huge server farms.

But... would they dare?

There are 13 billion living people trapped in the virtual "real world"!

In just 10 minutes, everyone realized the seriousness of the situation.

This is no longer a game accident, but the greatest disaster in human history.

The lives of 13 billion people are hanging by a thread. This is a horror that cannot be matched by any war initiated by human beings.

Oh, and it's still a war waged by humans.

The governments of various countries quickly took control of Real's headquarters on all continents, and all real high-level executives were arrested and controlled. Official scientific researchers entered the r laboratory in batches, trying to establish a link with One.

However, they are helpless in the face of this fast-growing superintelligence that has already far surpassed all human beings by virtue of its amazing computing power and learning ability.

No one knew what he was going to do.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Perhaps this day only means that human beings will eventually fall from the top of the food chain.

At 10:20, Qi Lingxi was swinging a club on the golf course.

The sun is shining, the green grass is all over the sky, and the gentle breeze is blowing from the lake in the distance, bringing the refreshing coolness of early autumn.

There were not many people in the stadium, and the girls who were serving couldn't wait to have their eyes glued to Qi Lingxi's body.

He was wearing a white golf jacket with a black line at the neckline that cut across half of his shoulders.The golf uniform is already warm and elegant, and it outlines his body shape to the extreme. He is 1.8 meters [-] tall and straight, and his forearm under the short sleeves is white and strong. When he swings the club, he has a very beautiful posture. standard specification into textbooks.

Slender waist, long legs, and a jade-like profile in the sun.

In this catastrophe that caused a sensation all over the world, only this place is quiet and picturesque.

There was a ding.

Qi Lingxi put away the cue, pressed on the shimmering earrings, and connected the call: "Huh?"

Zhuo Qinglin's voice was broken: "Boss, boss! Qi Yi, he..."

He didn't need to finish the sentence, in fact, he didn't know what to say.

Say Qi Yi is awake?

Said he closed "The Real World"?

Said he hijacked 13 billion players?

no need.

He has told the whole world.

2035年10月13日11点01分，一条消息覆盖了世界各地。

Handy personal devices, huge sky projections, light curtains covering tall buildings...even orbiting satellites flying in space.

As long as there is a display screen, as long as there are human beings passing by, you can see this sentence——

"Qi Lingxi, I'll be waiting for you in the real world."