This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 294: Players outside the game

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"800 silver coins equals 40,000, 8,000 silver coins equals 400,000, 80,000 silver coins equals four million...four million..."

Okay.

There is actually a big problem with this calculation.

You don’t even need the epoch-making immersive virtual reality online game. Anyone who has played two phenomenal MMORPG games knows what the so-called “G price” is.

By the time he can actually take out hundreds of thousands of silver coins and sell them on the forum, I'm afraid the silver coins will no longer be that valuable.

But——

If he can train to level 30 or even 40 when others are at level 20, and if he drives a star battleship and throws power armor down while others are wearing power armor, so what if the silver coins are not that valuable anymore?

When someone else has ten thousand silver coins in his pocket, he may have hundreds of millions in his pocket.

As long as he stays in the first echelon and is always ahead of the game, even if he earns 50 silver coins per dollar, he may not earn less than when he earns 1 silver coin and 50 dollars.

If a new version is opened, new equipment is released, or a large number of players enter the game, the price of silver coins may actually rise.

Currently, there are only 1,600 players in the closed beta test of "Wasteland OL", and the number of reservations has already exceeded one million. A group of people were stunned by booing and a bunch of game screenshots and CG videos. Amid the unscientific cries, the price of silver coins skyrocketed. .

Where is this?

Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, everyone will hold a helmet and close their eyes to see the Second World, and human civilization will move towards a new era.

At that time, regardless of the price of silver coins, his return will be far more than 40,000, and may even be more than 400 million...

This is just the beginning!

Ye Wei felt his heart beating fast.

This was the first time that he had the idea of ​​playing professionally.

On the way back to the dormitory from the computer room, Ye Wei, who was carrying a huge sum of money, felt like he was floating. When he got to the door, he remembered that he had forgotten to eat lunch.

"Awei, where is the girl you miss?"

"Get out."

Ye Wei looked up at his roommate lying on the bed.

The little man's name is Sun Qian, and he has a close relationship with him. In the past, the two of them often ate chicken double steak together, but they have quit the game for a while.

Ordinary games can no longer satisfy him.

"Would you like to go to dinner?"

The roommate replied with a playful smile.

"Go, I will go if someone invites you."

"I please."

The guy's eyes widened instantly.

"What the hell? Real or fake?"

He just makes a joke every day.

I never thought about getting out of bed.

I heard that someone was inviting me to dinner, and the dormitory director and Brother Liu also joined in the fun and started making noises.

"A Wei Ba Ba!"

"Brother Wei is awesome!"

Ye Wei rolled his eyes.

"Stop beeping, get up quickly."

The four of them happened to not have eaten yet, so they went to the snack street together.

Finding a grilled fish restaurant by the lake with a good reputation, Ye Wei picked up the menu and made a few purchases. He found out that he only spent two hundred.

He usually feels distressed by the 20 yuan takeaway, but now he even thinks it is cheap.

After all, 200 yuan is only 4 silver coins...

Calm down.

It cannot be calculated that way.

Ye Wei took a deep breath and tried to convince himself to calm down.

Because just now, he suddenly realized that he had eaten a bowl of ramen worth 6 silver coins a few hours ago.

That was probably the most expensive bowl he had ever eaten in his life.

Seeing that my good brother took a deep breath and giggled at that moment, the three roommates looked at each other and made eye contact.

‘I feel like A Wei is not feeling right today...Is there something going on at home? ’

'Good brothers, heroes think alike! I also think Brother Wei is probably single! ’

'That makes sense. When this kid came in just now, I felt that he was in a trance. Maybe he was dumped. ’

After a nonsensical exchange, the dormitory manager's eyes gradually became firmer. He looked at Ye Wei, who was sitting there counting fish bones, and held his shoulder with his right hand.

Ye Wei raised his head in confusion.

"...What are you doing?"

The head of the dormitory said with a serious face.

"The road of life is still long. There are no obstacles that cannot be overcome, and there are no people who cannot be let go. If you want to be more cheerful, brother, but if you really want to cry, Brother Liu can lend you a shoulder."

Ye Wei almost got a fish bone stuck in his throat. Brother Liu, who was sitting opposite, was even more exaggerated and almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

"Get out! You have to borrow it yourself! You want me to sell my body after just one meal... unless it's two meals."

"You guy! What about the relationship that we have shared in the same bed for more than a year? We, A Wei, are already like this, what's wrong with you!"

"Are you serious?"

"Ugh vomit vomit."

Ye Wei looked at the three of them in confusion.

"What the hell?"

The dormitory director said with a dry smile.

"It's nothing, we just see that you are not in the right mood and are a little worried about you."

Ye Wei said dumbfounded.

"No, no, you misunderstood. I just... encountered something good, and my mentality is a little impetuous. Give me some time to adjust, and I will be fine."

Sun Qian asked curiously.

"What a good thing?"

Brother Liu also asked excitedly.

"Tell me, my impetuous kidneys are exhausted."

"..."

Ye Wei didn't know how to speak.

This topic has been discussed many times in their dormitory, but even if he showed them the official website, none of them would believe it.

Show them your bank card balance?

His emotional intelligence is not that low yet.

"If, I mean if...there is such a 100% real virtual reality online game, how popular will it be?"

The three roommates looked at each other.

"Brother Wei..."

"What?"

"What if, I mean what if..." Sun Qian said weakly, "One day you go crazy - oh no, the magic is great, can you start killing Brother Liu and the dormitory chief first?"

Brother Liu: "Damn it! You are so vicious!"

"Hey, forget it." Knowing that it would turn out like this, Ye Wei shook his head helplessly and took a sip of beer, "Just think your father farted."

It's about two o'clock in the afternoon.

The group returned to the dormitory.

People feel sleepy when they are full, and they don’t want to work when they feel sleepy. The three of them decided to eat two handfuls of chicken first and then study. They also called Ye Wei.

Although I know that this guy is probably not interested and shouting is in vain, but whether to shout or not is another matter.

Standing on the balcony, Ye Wei thought about it and finally decided to be more conservative and transferred 6,000 to my mother's bank card first.

Before he sent a WeChat message to clarify, my mother’s phone called.

"Wei Wei, what's going on with the six thousand yuan?"

Hearing the concerned voice on the other end of the phone, Ye Wei couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"Mom, I recently... found a part-time job. I paid the tuition for this semester with my salary. If you transfer my tuition, I will give it to you first."

In the end, Ye Wei was too embarrassed to say that he earned money by playing games, so he could only find some excuse to deal with it first, and explain it bit by bit later.

"Part-time job? What part-time job? Why did you suddenly go part-time?"

"Electronic product reviewer...anyway, the specific purpose is to help test some new equipment," Ye Wei said with a blushing face.

The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated.

"Testing new equipment... isn't that just being a guinea pig?"

"It's okay, it's safe, and it's at night... I mean it doesn't conflict with class time, and it doesn't affect learning."

What a risk!

I almost let it slip!

Ye Wei felt that if he said that he worked at night, he would have misunderstood something.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

"...Don't tire yourself too much. You still need to learn more knowledge when you go to college. Our family's financial conditions can easily afford you to go to college."

"Don't worry, Mom, part-time job is also a kind of learning. I learned a lot from my friends who took the test together, and don't I want to share some of the burden with the family? Jiujiu will take the college entrance examination in June this year. She What I am still learning is painting. When the time comes, there will be plenty of money to spend on tuition, living expenses, and buying paints."

"That's right, you don't need to pay me for living expenses in the future, I have enough money..."

Said a lot.

I finally finished dealing with my mother.

Ye Wei put down his phone and took a deep breath. After thinking for a while, he opened Goudong, picked out a phone with a price tag of about 4,000 yuan, and sent the link to his sister.

Jiujiu loves to eat pineapple: "?"

Wei: "Like it?"

Jiujiu loves to eat pineapples: "What do you want to do? Let me tell you first, I only have a little pocket money. If you can't afford to eat, I can lend you a little, but I can't buy a mobile phone. (Alert.jpg)"

Wei: "Gungungun, is your brother the kind of person who eats soft food? Forget it, I originally wanted to give it to you directly, but after thinking about it, it will affect your study too much, so I'll wait until you get admitted to Humei. ”

Jiujiu loves to eat pineapple: "NO! Brother!! I was wrong! QAQ"

Looking at his sister's bombarded with emoticons, the corners of Ye Wei's mouth curled up unconsciously.

How will you spend your money after you get rich?

He really hasn't thought about this problem carefully.

Although he was an all-powerful T0 player in "Wasteland OL", with the slow testing progress of "Wasteland OL", he never expected to make a living from this thing.

And now, his previous efforts have paid off.

While playing with your friends, you can also solve your worries and let your family live a better life.

Damn it!

This **** operator is playing the sugar-coated card again!

Switching off his phone, Ye Wei looked towards the bedroom behind him.

The roommates were eating chicken in three rows, and a fierce gun battle was breaking out on the screen, and they kept shouting about "pull the gun cord" and "hit the cigarette".

But this is a game from the "two-dimensional era" after all, and those rough graphics no longer have much appeal to him.

Looking at the black helmet on the table, Ye Wei suddenly felt a slight warmth in his heart.

"Thanks, brother."

……

The same world.

The distant shore of the ocean.

In a room in Virginia, the lights were dark except for a computer.

This is the only laptop that doesn't have an internet connection.

Only a string of understatement remained on the flickering screen.

"Don't try to be clever."

“Don’t think your own rules can solve other people’s problems.”

"You have your own problems to solve, so you might as well take care of yourselves when you have that time."

"This is a warning."

This is also their only progress in the past six months.

Rubbing his messy hair with his left hand, the curly-haired man shook the mouse with a look of collapse.

"It's useless...this computer can't be saved either."

This is the office of the CIA's special operations team, codenamed "Wasteland", and their target is a website that "does not exist at all" but can be "accessed normally".

At first they discovered the website in a gaming community.

No one took it seriously at first, they just regarded it as a joke by a group of netizens in the Chinese cultural circle.

It wasn't until more and more CGs were released that a senior agent named Fick tried to find the backdoor of the website out of curiosity, and he gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.

This website does not exist.

But it can be accessed normally.

This abnormal situation made him think that he had discovered aliens.

At first, the Federation did not pay attention to such trivial issues. After all, even such matters had to be paid special attention to, and their grassroots personnel were exhausted.

However, considering that this phenomenon was indeed abnormal, after level-by-level reporting, the CIA finally established a team specifically responsible for this case.

For Fick, who is in charge of this group, this is a great opportunity. As long as he can complete this task beautifully, he will definitely be appreciated by the minister.

In this way, they worked overtime day and night in this dark room for half a year, and even taught themselves Chinese, but unfortunately there was no progress.

The other party's server security was impeccable, with no flaws at all, which gave the network information security experts hired by Fike a headache.

However, things have finally turned around recently.

The other party has released the game currency transaction of "Wasteland OL" in the update of "Beta 0.2 version".

As we all know, when a system is just developed, it often has the most vulnerabilities. Aren't there bug fixes in the previous version announcements?

Ficker has reason to believe that this newly launched "Silver Coin Trading Platform" will become a breakthrough in conquering the wall of Troy!

In order for this operation to go smoothly, Fick called in the strongest information technology team he could find and asked them to hack into the website's server at all costs and find the location of the anonymous company.

If conditions permit, it is best to get the relevant data of the "Dreamland" system, which will be the key to his meritorious service!

Whether you can succeed or not, you have to give it a try.

Anyway, the other party had always been Buddhist before and had no response to their frequent temptations. After all, they did not dare to offend the powerful Milician.

However, what Fick didn't expect was that for the price of one Bitcoin, what he got was the collapse of the entire system.

The other party not only took down their server, but also deleted all the data in their server.

Looking at the paralyzed computers in the room, Fick felt his heart bleeding, his scalp numb, and his hands and feet cold.

He seemed to have foreseen his boss's furious curse.

"All 147 servers were wiped out...it's over."

With his hands completely off the keyboard, another information technology expert sitting in front of the computer finally gave up his struggle.

"Our opponent is a monster. What is frustrating is not how clever their methods are, but their technology is beyond my understanding."

"Do you know what I just went through? I felt like a primitive man holding a stone spear to defend the city, and in front of me was a giant sent by Odin. I'm not even sure I was angry. It, but it still reached out towards me..." As he spoke, he showed the little finger of his right hand and continued to ramble on incomprehensibly.

"...At most one little finger, no more, and this has exceeded the limit of our server."

Fick swallowed hard.

"Don't scare yourself..."

He admitted that there may be some gaps between them in the field of information technology, but at most they are at the level of T64 and Leopard 2, and not to the extent of Xie Mantou.

However——

The lack of confidence in his heart made him couldn't help but put a questioning tone at the end of his words.

The information technology expert shook his head.

"It's not about scaring yourself...forget it, you don't understand even if you tell me. With all due respect, this is an asymmetrical duel. They won disgracefully, and I have nothing to be ashamed of if I lose."

Throwing these words away, he leaned back on the chair exhausted.

That expression was somewhat self-defeating.

"I just wanted to ask, who of you turned off the lights."

Glancing at the extinguished light above his head and then at the extinguished charging light on his laptop, he suddenly frowned.

"Power outage?"

What's the point of a power outage now?

Fick took out his cell phone and looked at it, but there was no signal.

At this moment, his subordinates walked in from outside in a hurry, with disbelief and horror written on their faces.

"It's stopped, not just here, the whole state has stopped! Damn it, the base station has no signal, it takes time to switch the backup generator, and now the whole department is in a mess. I don't want to connect the two things, but It happened just seconds ago."

Looking at the man walking in from the door, the room was as quiet as death.

Power outage...

And the entire state.

Compared to the economic losses caused by the entire state's power outage, the more than 100 servers they broke down seem insignificant...

Fick's Adam's apple moved with difficulty. Although the weather was still in March, he felt that the room was suffocatingly hot.

He is confused.

I can’t even figure it out.

Obviously the other party had been "submissive" and "dare not to fight back" in their previous cyber attacks. Why did they suddenly fight back this time?

Now that I think about it, it wasn’t that the other party didn’t dare to offend him before, but that he didn’t bother to pay attention at all. But this time, not only did the other side take action, but they also counterattacked without any distinction or restrictions, directly turning off the entire state's power grid.

Is this going too far?

The curly-haired man sitting in front of the computer punched the table angrily.

"This is a terrorist attack!"

Fick glanced at him briefly and coughed slightly.

"Do you have evidence? If you don't have evidence...it's best not to connect these two things."

Once these two things are linked together, they must make a formal response. Once a formal response is made, as the person in charge, he will be responsible for the losses caused by the failure.

Why bother?

No one claimed responsibility for this incident.

The generator restarted, communications were restored, and light returned to the room.

However, the atmosphere in the room was full of depression.

A detective pinched his eyebrows and said with a headache.

"...What kind of company is this?"

Fick also wanted to say this.

With such incredible technology, they actually used it to...make games?

What is the difference between this and running to play DOTA after being reborn?

Helmet...

It would be great if I could get a helmet.

Fick's heart moved.

If the wallet that received the Bitcoin can be traced, at least one player's identity can be locked. Even if the other player is on the other side of the ocean and it is inconvenient for them to send people to contact them directly, the indirect method of attracting citizens of third world countries is very effective. It’s too much——

Wait.

A drop of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Fick's forehead.

Just now, he suddenly realized that he might be planning something extremely dangerous.

It's not hard to get a helmet.

But just getting a helmet won't solve anything.

The cost is even more unknown.

Those lunatics can paralyze a state's power system in a matter of seconds, and not only can they not find the problem, they don't even have evidence to prove that it is related to them.

Maybe...

You should seriously consider the true meaning of that "warning" and the risk of "hidden dangers" spreading from the federal power system to other systems.

After rearranging his thoughts, Fick took a deep breath and looked around at his colleagues in the room.

"There is a problem with the idea of ​​invading the server... I don't doubt that we have the ability to break into their server, but we don't need to take this risk."

"The technical strength displayed by the other party is obviously not owned by organizations or institutions known to our intelligence network, otherwise those people would have used it long ago."

"It is also obvious that we do not actually have a direct conflict of interest...perhaps using a gentle method can make them feel our honesty."

Although everyone's expressions were strange, no one refuted.

"I'm glad we came to an agreement."

Fike breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and continued in a gentle tone.

"My expression just now may be more tactful, what I mean is..."

"How about we fill out a form first?"

……

The same thing is happening elsewhere.

Across the ocean.

Somewhere.

The spacious and bright room was very quiet. The table was piled with documents, the trash can was filled with cigarette butts, and a few fell to the floor.

More than a dozen people were busy quietly. Judging from the dark circles on their faces, they had been working overtime for several days.

However, I should be able to take a day off tomorrow.

Probably because they couldn't withstand their hard work for days, there was only one computer left that was not down.

Let it be that way.

In fact, rather than what happened to the "non-existent website", they wanted to know how those "helmets that should not exist" appeared out of thin air in the hands of players.

This is much more serious than economic issues.

"Can you find that person?"

"It can be found, but it can't be found."

The old police officer frowned.

"What do you mean?"

The young police officer sighed and said.

"All the information before April last year has disappeared. There are no traces of deletion, but no traces at all. He is like a ghost appearing out of thin air. Our only clue is the Penguin and several of the information as of April last year. There are no chat records that he can hide, or he doesn’t even bother to hide them.”

Another colleague frowned and said.

"He always has his own social relationships, right? Where are the friends in the account? Where is the registered mobile phone number?"

Compared to "Xiaoqi" who doesn't even have a social account, the planner codenamed "Aguang" is likely to be their only breakthrough.

The young man was silent for a while.

"The most evil place is right here."

"We know a lot, but we can't find where he worked or his parents. We searched through the archives of Jiangcheng University and the local talent market but couldn't find any files about him. Either the information was forged or tampered with... He disappeared and never even appeared in front of our eyes. It was like a UFO flying from the sky and sucking him away along with all traces of his existence."

However, in contrast to this strange phenomenon.

Locking the identities of those players is easy.

The information on the website is shady, but you can always find some clues by monitoring the group chat information.

The level of their team is very high, and the circumstances of the case they are responsible for are extremely special.

Generally, there are still procedures for relevant personnel to come to check these sensitive things, but they can get it directly.

"In addition to chat records, there is also bank transfer information. Although the information within the website cannot be locked, all transfers of the same amount during the same period can be locked and screened. Purchasing game props does not constitute an offense, but we can ask them to cooperate with us Do I need to contact them for investigation?"

The silent old man suddenly spoke.

"You mentioned banks, I was thinking just now, what if there is a problem with the banking system."

The young man was stunned for a moment and said nervously.

"Silver, bank? Not really..."

The old man thought for a moment and said: "It's just a hypothesis. Our work may add unnecessary trouble to comrades in the banking system."

The man with the Chinese character face who had been silent suddenly spoke.

"It's actually not necessary."

Everyone looked over.

He continued slowly.

"First of all, we have to admit that the other party's information technology is superior to ours."

Sitting in front of the computer, a middle-aged man wearing glasses had a look of shame on his face.

"Sorry..."

The man with the Chinese character face shook his head.

"It's not your fault. They have technology that we have never heard of and can interfere with dreams. Using this technology to steal secrets is childish to me."

"I have even thought about whether aliens could understand our civilization level and thinking patterns through this method, and then decide whether to..."

As he spoke, the man with the Chinese character made a gesture on his neck.

Everyone in the office looked at each other.

But soon realized he was joking.

The old man coughed dryly and said to ease the atmosphere.

"No matter how much we talk about aliens..."

That's outrageous.

Even though this is probably the closest guess to the truth.

"Just a hypothesis. Just now my colleague informed me that a large-scale power outage occurred in Virginia across the ocean...and it was not a district, but the entire state. The power grid there was interrupted for a full hour, and Washington is only separated by the Tomac River. Their explanation to the outside world is that aging circuit problems caused the power company's system failure. After emergency repairs, it has returned to normal, but they are not the only ones who know this."

The man with the Chinese character’s face thought for a moment and continued.

"They know where we are and even showed a card in their hand. Putting aside the dream system built with the help of 'thinking cognition', their achievements in the field of information technology may be at least half a century ahead of us... …maybe even more.”

"I still reserve the speculation that the operators of this game are aliens - or extraterrestrial civilizations. This is not technology on earth at all, and this is not my opinion alone."

No technology can be created out of thin air without the foundation of theory, but the existence of that website is beyond their knowledge.

A layman may not be able to tell the difference between it and an ordinary website, but in the eyes of those who really understand it, it is like an isolated singularity.

The two sides are not on the same dimension at all.

And this is also the root of the problem.

The old detective coughed lightly.

"It seems we need to add a comrade in the aerospace system."

The person next to me made a joke to lighten the atmosphere.

"Is there any additional budget for the Nantianmen Project?"

The middle-aged man wearing glasses sitting in front of the computer still felt a little unwilling.

"This technology that can change the world, if we can——"

The man with the Chinese character face coughed slightly.

"Going back to the topic just now, I think active intervention is the most unwise choice. Someone has already stumbled for us. There is no need for us to follow them and fall into the river again."

The old man frowned.

"Can we just let it go?"

The man with the Chinese character continued.

“We don’t know their motivations for operating this game, we don’t know the principles, we don’t even know...whether they are from Earth.”

“However, they obviously knew us, and just a few months after the planner codenamed ‘Aguang’ disappeared, they quickly launched the MMORPG “Wasteland OL”.”

"And his explanation to other netizens in the group chat was that he changed jobs."

"We assume that they come from outside the solar system, then this will be our first contact with extraterrestrial civilization. We represent more than just our own civilization. I prefer the most cautious approach compared to the possible consequences of arrogance. Contact."

"Why don't you observe it for a while?"

"The other party has shown us civilized sincerity. While we should remain vigilant, we should also show the sincerity that civilized people should have."

"No matter what their purpose is, the game has just reached round B. Maybe they from a distant world are trying to pass on some kind of message or say something to us through 'games', a cultural form that we can understand. Metaphor."

"At least for now, this does not mean hostility. If it means aid, we may benefit greatly from it."

The old man thought for a long time and nodded.

"It is indeed rude to interrupt someone in mid-sentence. At least wait until they finish."

The person next to him nodded.

"I thought so too."

The young man raised his hand.

"I object. I am worried that external forces will attack those players. At least we should protect those 'players'."

The man with the Chinese character face said nothing. The old man smiled and shook his head.

"You think our opponents are too stupid."

Destroy it if you can’t get it?

This is a plot from a third-rate romance TV series.

If there was such a stupid opponent, they would have won long ago.

As for controlling players...

That's not even necessary.

The number of reservations has exceeded one million and is still increasing. The existing technical means can only know who has forwarded that link, but not who has visited that website at what time. There is no way to know who will get the helmet next. Who is the person.

There is a black hole absorbing information, more mysterious than the world outside the solar system.

The other party chose them.

You can also choose someone else.

The young man sighed.

"It would be nice if I could get a helmet."

The man with the Chinese character face smiled and said.

"That thing is useless. I've had people study it, and the structure inside is so simple that it makes people confused. We haven't mastered the most basic principles. As for reverse engineering... just listen to it as a joke. ”

The old man looked at him in surprise.

"Where did you get the helmet?"

The man with the Chinese character smiled sheepishly.

"It's a coincidence, maybe I discovered it earlier. Just...fill in the form very normally, including age, major, things you are good at, games you have played, and some things that young people may be more interested in. Multiple choice question, and then clicked the YES button."

To be honest, he has not played many games. Most of them are online games from the ancient era such as Legend. He never thought that he would actually be able to enter.

The other party didn't seem to care at all.

The helmet was placed directly in front of his house.

In fact, he has been playing for a while.

And this is why his superiors transferred him to this group to help from the beginning.

The old man was stunned for a moment.

"Did you fill out that form?"

"Does it make any difference whether I fill it in or not? Unless my file is completely deleted from the system, it will be just graffiti on the wall to them."

After a pause, the man with a Chinese character looked at the computer with a flashing screen.

"I even have a feeling."

"We are meeting here behind closed doors today, and the audience is far more than ourselves."