After the infrastructure game I became the creator

The young researcher secretly hid the disgust that said 'Get out of your damn landmark' in his eyes, like the spring breeze and the warm sun, standing in front of He Fang brought peace to him, suppressed his ups and downs, and showed the most friendly And a smile that tries to be intimate, trying to use tenderness to win the favor of his beloved Creator.

"Let's ask some simple questions first to test the accuracy of the polygraph, would you like to?"

"Okay." But He Fang did not show any kindness or kindness to the N-PC in front of him.

He Fang was sitting on the operating table. The high operating table caused his legs to hang in the air, and he could not touch the ground, so he did not feel so safe. He Fang was obviously in a sealed room, but He Fang still felt that there was a slight wave of pain rolled up behind his back. There was a cold wind, as if there were demon eyes behind him staring at his fragile nape.

A small magnetic sheet of a polygraph has been pasted on his chest. There is no way to stick it, but it can be firmly attached to his heart. A long and thin connecting wire is taken out from the center of the small magnetic sheet, and the end of the wire is connected to Holding a smaller circular magnetic piece, it is now adsorbed on He Fang's cervical spine.

The small polygraph does not make the wearer feel uncomfortable, but He Fang feels slightly uncomfortable. The existence of the polygraph makes He Fang feel that his emotions are being carefully analyzed. He Fang can't tell whether this is his own imagination .

Before the young researcher put the polygraph on him, he carefully warmed the cold polygraph with both hands. The carefulness of the researcher did not allow He Fang to detect any hostility, so he reluctantly relaxed a little.

"What's your name?" The young researcher's gentle tone was like facing a timid child.

"Where?" He Fang replied.

"Are you the creator of this city?" the researcher asked again.

He Fang thought for a moment, decided to give an opposite answer to test the accuracy of the lie detector, and said, "No."

The polygraph responded with a prompt, and He Fang changed his words again: "What I said 'is not' is a lie, I am."

The lie detector stopped prompting for lies.

He Fang was a little surprised, there was something about this lie detector.

"Do you like leeks?" The researcher seemed to have seen through He Fang's careful thinking, and continued to ask simple questions with a hint of secret amused helplessness.

"I like it." He Fang shook his head, the polygraph suddenly showed a lie first, and He Fang, who told the truth, was puzzled.

Seeing this situation, the researcher reminded: "My lord, maybe you can answer this question in more detail."

He Fang thought for a while and said, "I don't like eating leeks as fillings, such as leek boxes and leek dumplings, but I like scrambled eggs with leeks very much."

This time the polygraph did not ring, and He Fang was amazed at the accuracy of the polygraph.

After several questions in a row, the lie detector showed amazing accuracy, which made He Fang feel more and more delicate.

The few questions the researcher asked in succession were very common, such as 'what time did you go to bed', 'when was the last meal', 'did you eat any food you didn't like during these few meals', etc. Similar questions directly related to his daily life Life.

But each of his answers can be accurately tested by a lie detector.

It's just a game isn't it?Could it be that the somatosensory warehouse secretly monitored his daily life?Otherwise, how to accurately judge the truth of what he said?

He Fang shook his head, it's impossible, if there is a 100% lie detection, there is a high probability that it will become a military item rather than a game that ordinary people can play.

"The lie detector is performing well so far, can I ask some more formal questions?" The researcher seemed to have noticed He Fang's uneasiness, and directly changed the subject, "If you think the experiment is not enough, we can do a few more experiments. "

"That's enough." He Fang broke out in cold sweat, and it didn't feel good to be seen through by the lie detector.

He Fang finally attributed this strangely accurate polygraph result to big data. On weekdays, he talked about electric toothbrushes in his mouth, and the next day he could see the recommendation of electric toothbrushes in the shopping app. There are order records, and it may not be necessarily possible to find all aspects online.

"My lord, do you like the city you created?" The young researcher gave up questions that could have accurate answers, and chose questions that were highly ambiguous and very personal and emotional.

Without any hesitation, He Fang answered straightforwardly: "I like it."

After receiving a simple two-word answer, the young researcher pursed his lips slightly, with a strong smile like blooming flowers in his eyes. He Fang was even infected by his sudden happiness, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

"Would you like to stay here forever?" The young researcher's voice was active, like a happy child.

He Fang's nervousness eased, and a few private inquiries made him worry, but now the researcher's question is obviously like an official survey questionnaire with private goods in the game.

"I really hope to be able to build this city all the time, so I have been careful and careful study." So far, He Fang's city has developed well.

After "Restart of the Market" went online, it didn't castrate the high degree of freedom of the open world. Social fear is not because they don't want to communicate with others, but because they don't know how to get correct and healthy communication and interact with N-PC in the game. It required too much thinking and did not face the pressure of a real person. For him, "Restart of the Market" is a pure land.

"I can think that you cherish this city and its residents very much?" the researcher asked a little excitedly.

"Of course." He Fang has put in a lot of patience for this game. From the beginning of the game with 30 people to a small town with 2 people, he has spent three years, steadily and steadily.

There have been cases where players developed at a super-high speed, and the number of people reached tens of millions. Because the construction plan was unreasonable at the beginning, and the frequent renewal of the city in the later period resulted in a huge flow of people, tight finances, low happiness and mental health of residents, rapid population loss, and a high crime rate. The sudden rise, the law became empty words, and finally directly turned into a city of death. Players saw how many crimes were happening in their city when they went online, and they couldn't save them, so they finally destroyed their accounts on their own initiative.

With the lessons learned from the past, He Fang is serious. The birth rate and death rate of the population are precisely controlled, and there is no fear of any mistakes.

He Fang recovered from his thoughts, and the young researcher looked at him with eyes full of crystal clear tears.

He Fang was taken aback, the good N-PC just started crying?

"With your words, even if I sacrifice my life, I will have no complaints." The researcher vowed, and even regarded death as home.

"If you can, don't die. The urban population is not too large now." He Fang only felt that the researcher was just following the plot of flattering the players, and joked casually, "Anyway, if I don't do it well, don't you guys slip faster than anyone else? ?”

This sentence was like sparks falling into the waste haystack, and the young researcher was instantly ignited, but even so, he was just emotional, not daring to go beyond the slightest, trying to express his sincerity: "I will only die in the city, I will never betray the city!"

"..." He Fang was taken aback by the excited researcher, he was not good at dealing with overly emotional people, so he just replied, "Oh."

However, Didi's alarm from the polygraph tester exposed He Fangying's unbelief in his heart, and the scene was extremely embarrassing in an instant.

Seeing He Fang's disbelief, the researcher paced anxiously, a look of grievance appeared on his perfect face.

He Fang suddenly felt that he did not trust his own residents. He clicked on the attributes of the young researcher in front of him, and was shocked to find that his loyalty was as high as [-]%.

He Fang gasped, the average is more than 3000, the loyalty of this researcher is twice as high as the average? !

"I believe, I believe you, really." He Fang suddenly felt that doubting the researcher was just making trouble for himself.

The researcher's aggrieved eyes secretly glanced at the polygraph several times to make sure that He Fang hadn't lied before the rainy weather finally turned sunny.

"Let's not test it." This lie detector is simply a time bomb.

"Okay... um..." The researcher, who was about to agree, suddenly lost his eyes and kept looking behind He Fang. He Fang was very puzzled, and he didn't dare to move because of the researcher's warning of 'don't look back'.

He Fang's scalp tingled when he thought of the question, and asked tentatively, "What else do you want to ask?"

"That... there are a few more questions, can you..." The young researcher kept blinking his eyes, showing his little panic.

"Oh..." Although He Fang was a little reluctant, he still agreed, "You ask."

The young researcher is very conflicted now.

Behind the Creator, the Holy Lord materialized and held up a small sign on the window: Ask my dear and beloved Creator what is the condition for choosing a spouse.

The young researcher didn't want to pay attention to this holy master who was not doing business all day long and only wanted to show his presence in front of the Creator every day.

But the young researcher really wants to know the Creator's conditions for choosing a spouse.

He was forced, he didn't do it on purpose, it's all the Holy Lord's fault.

"You... what are your criteria for choosing a mate?" The young researcher deceived himself and chose to use the unreliable man, the Holy Master, to satisfy his little selfish desires.

He Fang: "..."

He Fang scratched his hair in embarrassment.

remain silent.

The researcher's eyes drifted, and he asked again: "What color hair do you like?"

He Fang: "..."

He Fang remained silent.

The young researcher suddenly woke up between the two silences of He Fang, regained a clear self from the daze, walked around He Fang, walked to the window, and directly met the eyes of the Holy Master.

The Holy Lord instantly understood what the young researcher wanted to do, and immediately shook his head to stop him. His long golden hair was like clear and swift water scattered in the morning sun, and he tried his best to express his refusal and reluctance.

But with ice brewing in the eyes of the young researcher, he closed the curtains mercilessly.

At this time, He Fang felt the researcher's warm fingers approaching, took off the polygraph attached to his cervical spine, and an apologetic voice came from behind: "I'm sorry, my lord, I made you difficult, I will Punish yourself for handing in half a year's salary as city income."

He Fang gasped: "It's not necessary..."

Handing in half a year's salary, just because I asked two more questions?

"No, I have to hand it in!" The young researcher hated his selfish behavior extremely, "I actually made the city lord embarrassing for my own selfish desires, and I have no sin to forgive!"

He Fang: "..."

He Fang: "... Otherwise, let's ask Min Zhizhou first."

Where can't handle it.

He Fang changed the subject.

When Min Zhizhou heard how to use the polygraph, he took off his shirt in front of all the researchers, revealing his strong muscles.

He Fang looked at the muscles, and then thought about his vain appearance, thankful that his polygraph test was carried out in a small room, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing to be true in comparison.

Different from the more personal question of asking where, the researchers looked at Min Zhizhou one by one, as if they were looking at an emotionless information transmission machine, and the indifference made people feel chills in the back.

"Is there any accurate information on the source of the nightmare beast seeds?"

"How many forms and densities do you predict the nightmare plant has so far? How many nightmare beast seeds can the nightmare plant itself store?"

"How do nightmare beast seeds increase in value?"

"What is the difference in the mobility of the living body parasitized by the nightmare beast seed and when it was not parasitized? What is the range of activities? Is it fully parasitic or semi-parasitic?"

The series of questions were very detailed, completely different from what He Fang asked.

He Fang watched helplessly as the young researcher, who had always looked a little silly before, was operating a computer that he could not understand at all, and suddenly felt that this professional atmosphere was simply out of tune with him.

The researcher's unwavering voice was like that of a teacher in class when he was a child, and He Fang began to feel drowsy.

After a long time, He Fang suddenly heard the sound of someone opening the door. Accompanied by the voice of "the armor has been completely analyzed", He Fang found himself falling asleep in the game.

Fell asleep in the game?Is this a way for game settings to quickly skip unnecessary plots?

He was wearing a white coat of unknown identity.

At this time, the researchers have already started to communicate the divergent thinking after getting the information. He Fang saw that Min Zhizhou's mouth was dry, but he couldn't get a sip of water.

He Fang secretly went to the drinking fountain beside him in an attempt to show some sympathy to Min Zhizhou, but someone immediately took the disposable paper cup in his hand, and smiled softly at He Fang: "My lord, I'll do it, you can sit down."

He Fang watched helplessly as the gentle female researcher fell down in front of Min Zhizhou after pouring the water, and said coldly, "Drink."

He Fang: "..."

Min Zhizhou: "..."

The difference in treatment is so obvious, N-PC probably doesn't understand what embarrassment is.

"From the nature of the armor, it can be concluded that although the characteristics of the nightmare beast seeds are attached to life activities and activity traces, they must be manipulated by entities, and they cannot control non-entities such as wind, air pressure, and gravity. In this way, the nightmare The beast seed has a very definite entity."

"That's why the lightsaber can cause lethal damage to the seeds of nightmare beasts."

"If it is parasitized by a nightmare beast seed, it will become a nightmare beast. At the cost of a rapid reduction in lifespan, it will gain extremely high thinking ability or athletic ability. I am curious about the operating principle of this seed."

"Just listening to the characteristics of the seeds, it seems that they are difficult to collect. We need non-artificial objects to control the seeds of nightmare beasts."

He Fang was dumbfounded.

Didn't he come here to find out how to resist the invasion of the nightmare beast seeds?

Why now it seems to be discussing how to collect the seeds of the nightmare beast for experimentation?

Is this really okay?

"Everyone, there is a problem that needs attention now." Suddenly the young researcher looked up from the huge recorded data, "In what Mr. Min said just now, when he entered the Nightmare Forest outside the city, he brought five teammates."

Suddenly, the entire research room fell silent.

The young researcher analyzed the data: "The seeds of the nightmare beast will manipulate the human body after they parasitize the human body, so where should Mr. Min's five teammates be now? Since Mr. Min was able to come here through the nightmare beast forest, according to the data, Other people... No, can Mr. Min's former teammate who has become a nightmare beast also come to the outskirts of the city?"

He Fang's eyes widened slowly.

He didn't expect it at all.

Now in the Nightmare Forest near him.

There should be five surviving nightmare beasts!