The unfortunate me

In order to ensure the smooth progress of his plan, after Dian Wu went offline, he went to sleep first.He had indeed stayed in the game for too long, so that the sleep was heavy and long.When I woke up again, it was already dark outside.

Dian Wu did the math and realized that it was also night in Xiaoyao.The period after dinner is usually the time when the player's online rate is the highest, and the online rate of the resources that control the intelligence is also high, and rash actions are easier to be discovered.He got up and went into the kitchen, intending to feed himself first.

The night was getting darker and darker.After zero o'clock, the lights outside the window dimmed, and Dian Wu waited patiently for another hour, facing the numbers and curves that jumped on the photoelectric screen.After confirming that they were all hovering in the low-value range, he connected the needleless version of the brain-computer socket, and a code version of him immediately slipped in through the side door with many stars.

The basic principles of Tian Jinzhi are completely open to the outside world.On this basis, the key to making up various artificial intelligences is the algorithm.Almost every Tianji developer has his own preferred route; but based on the principle of sharing, no matter who develops the algorithm, there are many entrances that can be explored in the periphery.Of course, how deep it can go depends on the level of the designer and the intruder.

When the codes are written on a flat surface, they look like a bunch of meaningless horizontal and vertical combinations; falling into the virtual world, each of them looks like a maze of irregular cubes of extremely large scale.Each turning point is connected to six or more roads; if they cannot be calculated and predicted according to the designer's habits, getting lost is a certainty.Whether it is an error or a stagnation, it will attract the expulsion of the system scavenger.

Dian Wu quickly checked his status.The fabric of the clothes was so black that it did not reflect light at all, and the face was completely covered, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.Very good, he encouraged himself in his heart, and then swept across the fork in front of him one by one.Can't go wrong, try to be as fast as possible—

The first data warehouse was quickly found.But just as Dian Wu predicted before, the outermost data points store the most irrelevant data.He put them down after one look, and continued on to the next point.

Second, third, seventh...

As time goes by, Dian Wu goes deeper and deeper.The progress depends on his mental arithmetic ability and remaining brainpower. It is really a war without gunpowder.Moreover, the further you go in, the more complicated the problems you face; the longer you stay in the same place, the more difficult it is to not attract the attention of the scavenger.

After going through an unknown number of levels, Dianwu felt his footsteps getting heavier - a sign that he was about to exhaust himself - but he didn't want to give up.Since the data warehouses of Ji Qinglong and Lu Qiulu had been found, he guessed that he was not far from his final goal.In the worst case, even if he can't succeed this time, he must accumulate experience as much as possible...

"Hey, you're going the wrong way."

When this light and mischievous warning sounded suddenly, Dian Wu had just walked into a new data warehouse that seemed to store infinite generations.The sudden movement made him startled, and he quickly pulled out the ray gun from his waist.If he kills the scavenger fast enough, then he still has a chance to enter the next floor...

"Come on," the scavenger's voice sounded again, with a hint of humor in it, "I don't want to fight with you, after all, you are the first person to get here."

Dian Wu calmed down, only to realize that the other party's voice was too young.Just when he was so suspicious, the owner of the voice gradually appeared from the opposite passage——

It was a human male, slender and slender, and looked less than 20 years old.He was wearing a simple short-sleeved white shirt and cropped indigo pants—very much like some kind of school uniform—with no hands and no tactical bag or anything.

It is hard for Dian Wu to imagine which artificial intelligence scavenger will appear alone, without weapons.He couldn't even imagine that this boy who was suspected of being a scavenger had an overly beautiful face, and he always felt familiar.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm vest number one." The boy smiled and approached him briskly, as if he wasn't worried about exposing himself to the enemy's attack range. "I guess you don't want to introduce yourself. But it's okay, someone is coming."

Dian Wu became more and more confused.What's the matter, the scavenger of the stars not only doesn't intend to expel the intruders, but also tries to have a friendly chat with the intruders? "'Vest No. [-]'?" He asked carefully, "How many numbers are there?"

"I don't know. After all, I was the first to be set up." The boy stood still five steps away from him, and seemed to be very distressed by this.

Dian Wu pursed his lips, and tried to continue asking: "Then whose vest are you?" Can design an algorithm that is as complex and sophisticated as before, and also has self-maintenance functions, the name of the scavenger should not be so perfunctory Bar?

Hearing this, the boy smiled and rolled his eyes. "Secret—secret—" He put his finger in front of his lips, and replied in a drawling tone.

To be honest, in Dianwu's colorful hacking career, he has never seen such a beautiful, cute, and playful scavenger. The usual version is either muscular or grotesque.This couldn't help but make him doubt his guess, "Are you really a scavenger?"

"Why, it doesn't look like it?" The young man looked down at his uniform, with a sense of regret in his tone, "I wish I could grow taller and more muscular."

Seeing him like this, a guess flashed across Dian Wu's mind, that the boy in front of him was set by the designer based on a real person.In view of the fact that there is no specific reference in the name of "Vest No. [-]", the most likely real person is the designer himself.

...What does this mean?A child so young has developed enough code to block his way through the maze?

No matter how much Dian Wu thought about it, he couldn't figure out why he hadn't heard of this kind of genius boy.It shouldn't be...but that's not what matters now. "Can you let me go?" he tried to ask.

The boy smiled brightly, then shook two fingers. "No. Even if I let you pass, No. [-] will be difficult for you. If you want to pass, the only way is to always walk on the right route and complete it within the time allowed by me."

Dian Wu also wanted to bargain.But the boy gave him a stop gesture, and continued: "Have you heard of the antibody effect? ​​One last reminder, the more times you alarm me, the harder it will be for you to re-enter. So, I wish you the best next time." Luck—" His smile disappeared, dense silver codes flashed in his black jade-like eyes, and his voice became mechanical, "—you are not allowed."

A burst of white light burst out suddenly, Dian Wu only felt dizzy.When he came back to his senses, he found that his consciousness had been forcibly logged out, as evidenced by the photoelectric screen that had automatically turned off in front of him.He pressed his throbbing temples hard, and while throwing off the brain-computer wiring, he subconsciously glanced at the time—it was less than three hours since he entered.

He didn't even find Dai Wunong... Le Taiping should be at this level... He can't try again and again, because if he is discovered, Xingchen will strengthen his defense, and the time he can hide next time will be shorter; this is the so-called Antibody effect... It seems that he has to be well prepared and lucky enough to find the part of the chaos in one go...

As for Vest No. [-], the opponent's body is probably the unknown inventor of Tian Jinzhi.It's unbelievable, but after discarding all other impossibilities, the last remaining one, no matter how bizarre, is the truth.It's a pity that Vest No. [-] is unwilling to tell him his name, otherwise, it would be a better way for him to go directly to the inventor in reality... What's more, he played Xiaoyao originally for him...

But then again, vest number one's face looks very familiar, he must have seen it somewhere.Especially the way the other party smiled, and the way he looked at him...

While thinking, Dian Wu reawakened the photoelectric screen.When his eyes fell on the entrance interface of Xiaoyao above, he suddenly felt excited.Vest No. [-] should look very familiar, because the facial features are seven points like Meng Jin; and when it comes to the boy's posture of lowering his head and then raising his head to look at him, it is exactly the same as Cao Wutian at certain times.

But there should have been no connection between the three.Could it be...

**

Earlier in the day, Zhuji opened his eyes in the silence.

To be honest, he didn't know exactly if he really opened his eyes, or if he was still floating in the sea of ​​consciousness.It was the aftereffect of sleeping too long; he didn't know when he would fall asleep and when he would wake up again, and the cycle of day and night meant nothing to him.Moreover, such days continued to prolong, and he couldn't even distinguish between reality and illusion.

But starlight was pouring down his face, and he decided that if he was still dreaming, it was a good dream.

He'd been torn between sleeping forever in the utopia he'd built for himself and returning to a dying reality for so long that he couldn't remember exactly when.Because the time of sleeping was getting longer and longer, he divided his consciousness into several in his dream, and used role-playing to find some fun, so as to pass the boring and boring; as for the news that the earth was about to be destroyed, it seemed that no one personally told it His, but he heard a few sporadic conversations from the outside world in the ups and downs of his dreams.

Now that reality is heading for destruction, why not live forever in illusion...

So what kind of state is he in now?

Zhuji tried to move his body, and he immediately discovered that there was no feeling in his hands and feet.Oh, so he's still asleep... he thought a little to himself, refocusing his attention on the starry sky above.This star map is vast and vast, clearer and more realistic than anything he has seen before: spiral galaxies with elliptical arms, egg-shaped double stars in a red mist, and many space-time lenses of various shapes bent by gravity...

He watched and watched, involuntarily fascinated. "...Pew (beautiful)...cool (bright)..."

A hoarse and weak voice came to his ears, and Zhuji was suddenly shocked to realize the paradox of his previous thoughts: how could there be something in his dream that he had never seen before?

"...you finally woke up, Jun?"

Suddenly, his heart was spoken by another person.As if afraid of disturbing him, the man's voice was extremely low, but the excitement inside was still obvious.

You tried your best to turn your head to look.But like the hands and feet, he has absolutely no control over them.The man noticed it immediately, and told him not to move, just stand up by himself.

The small wall lamp with soft light was turned on, and Zhu Ji couldn't help squinting his eyes.After getting used to it, he realized that the space he was in was not his bedroom at home at all.In the center of the field of vision is a haggard face with an unshaven beard, but the eyes are brighter than the many stars behind him——

Maybe it's the reflection of light, maybe it's the pooling of tears.

Staring at the face in front of him that was at least ten years more mature than he remembered, Zhuji also wanted to cry.At the same time, he finally felt the body temperature of another person slowly—Zhu Yuan was holding his cold and weak hand tightly.

He opened his mouth, and the way he had to arch his tongue hard to make a sound made him feel both strange and nostalgic: "...Brother?"

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