Online Game: Super Beast Tamer

Chapter 320: Xiao Hei's Origin (Subscribe~)

In reality, in an underground building on an unknown island.

There are neatly laid out wiring on the walls and ceilings, and walking in the aisles, one can feel the residual heat emanating from these wiring.

There were few people in the building, and occasionally a few people in protective clothing walked by, holding electronic tablets and checking the circuits.

Going down one floor, there were gradually more people, and it seemed to be an office area.

In a conference room, there were about twenty people gathered together, including young people and old people.

In the middle of the conference table, there is a 3D holographic projection map of the Destiny Continent.

"All super accounts have been activated, a total of eighteen. Currently, there are approximately 157 players detected who may go to the mysterious sea, all of whom have appeared on the weekly list." A short-haired woman in a research suit flipped the papers in her hand and reported to a serious old man with white hair.

"I don't want an approximation, I want an exact number," said the old man.

The female researcher looked embarrassed and said:
"These are subjective things, and no one can predict human behavior."

"What's the solution?"

"The super account will obtain quest items related to the Uncharted Sea, and then cooperate with the intelligent computer to intercept and kill players who want to enter the Uncharted Sea." said the female researcher.

"How long will it take to fix the vicious bug in Uncharted?" asked the old man.

They are the developers of the "intelligent brain", and the "Destiny" game is a by-product to test the performance of the intelligent brain.

In the Uncharted map, an unknown bug appeared that would affect gaming equipment and cause players to be injured in reality.

The female researcher wanted to answer that she didn't know, but looking at the old man's serious expression, the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't say them at all.

The old man also saw her difficulty, so he waved his hand and said:

"I'll ask the intelligent brain later."

The female researcher felt relieved and was about to report the next related question when a middle-aged man with a straight back and full of energy interrupted her and said:
"This matter must not be leaked. The capital flow in destiny is too large now. If something goes wrong, there may be a world economic crisis like the one in 1929."

The middle-aged man still had something to say.

That is, since the fourth scientific and technological revolution, social labor has been in a state of surplus, and social welfare has not been able to keep up with advanced productivity for various reasons.

With the unemployment rate exceeding the standard every year, too many idle people have emerged. Moreover, with the high concentration of wealth, many large families and large companies have secretly emerged to monopolize an industry.

Because of the well-developed Internet, people know some true and false inside stories, and dissatisfaction has been brewing in society for many years.

When intelligent robots replace human work, they push humans into an unknown and unpredictable world. Using virtual games to digest and transition into that unknown world may be a relatively gentle means.

Since the birth of virtual games, they have always been accessed through the brain. It has taken a long time to convince the public that this is safe. If something goes wrong this time, years of hard work will be wasted.

Middle-aged people worry that conflicts will eventually break out and lead to war.

The old man glanced at him, slammed the table, and spitted:

“Why not develop a traditional virtual game for the AI ​​to run?

Even if you want to upgrade, you can give intelligence to one thousand or two thousand NPCs. With so many intelligent NPCs, and dividing them into four or five servers, isn't that enough for you to play?

Who decided that "fate" should average the computing power and dynamically and intelligently allocate it? Now, due to the immature algorithm, the allocated computing power cannot be recovered.

Every NPC that the player has come into contact with has been endowed with intelligence, and the idle computing power is becoming less and less, making it impossible to carry out all work.

Now you're starting to worry about your destiny going wrong? Huh?

"You took the elevator all the way down. Did you feel the power of the intelligent brain?"

The old man stood up by holding the table, pointed at the middle-aged man and cursed:
"22 degrees! It is because of the decision of you beasts that the temperature of the entire island has risen by 22 degrees! All mammals on the island except humans have died!

By June next year, before the sun reaches the island directly, Fate must be shut down, otherwise all 6 researchers on the island will be boiled to death.”

The middle-aged man frowned and said:

"There are more than just your team on the island. I brought 31 staff members with me, as well as soldiers guarding the island..."

The old man picked up the water cup at hand and smashed it on the middle-aged man's face, saying angrily:

"Do you think I'm talking to you about the lives of people on an island? When we came to this island, we decided to stay there for the rest of our lives. What does it matter whether we live or die? What's important is that after we die, no one will take care of the intelligent computer! No one will care, no one can care!"

The old man looked at the other people attending the meeting and shouted:
"Who let this pig in to attend the meeting? Who?! Get him out!"

The middle-aged man wiped his face and said:

"I came in on my own. I won't say anything from now on, and Mr. Mo, please don't target me. I have to be here to prevent you from doing anything irrational."

The old man called Mo Lao sneered:
"Just like you guys decided to develop 'Destiny' when I was sick and unconscious?"

The middle-aged man did as he said, without saying a word. The atmosphere in the entire conference room was extremely depressing and no one dared to breathe.

Mr. Mo took a deep breath and signaled the female researcher to continue her report.

The female researcher then reported two more incidents, both related to a programmer who developed games.

First, we have tracked down the special account set up by this programmer, and we have also found out the special features of this special account: he can directly obtain gold coins from NPCs and convert them into non-bound gold...

This is equivalent to printing money.

However, since the programmer himself participated in the "Interstellar Hibernation" plan, he could not arrest him in reality, so he could only send a super account to arrest him in the game and use special props to take over his authority.

Secondly, the backdoor reserved by the programmer in the game has also been found out. This backdoor is not in the hands of the programmer, but in the hands of an ordinary player. It is a slime that can continuously increase its attributes.

Because it was difficult to add an item by bypassing the intelligent computer, the programmer randomly dropped this slime into the Novice Village. After he entered the game, he trained until level 10 and then reincarnated into another village to look for this slime...

He searched for two months but couldn't find it. It wasn't until he saw Su Ming's news on the forum that he stopped and started playing games seriously...

"Do you want to take the slime back?" Finally, a fourth person in the conference room spoke up. He said, "I have met him. He will most likely enter the mysterious sea. With the slime here, I should not be able to stop him."

Mr. Mo shook his head and said:

"We also have to thank this 'programmer'. If it weren't for the backdoor he left, it would be really difficult to shut down 'Fate'. How good is that player's skills?"

"Judging from his performance in the game, he is a top-notch player."

"Then don't take it back. Not only can you not take back his slime, you'd better help him grow."

Mr. Mo looked at the middle-aged man again and laughed:
"Who would have thought that the virtual characters in the game could also decide the fate of the real world? Guess why the 'Intelligent Brain' agreed to our skill adjustment last time? And then our several proposals to adjust the professional skill coefficients to help players more easily take high-level adventures were all rejected?"

Everyone swallowed their saliva. Since then, all the damage terms in the game such as "maximum health percentage" and "current health percentage" that could cause damage to the enemy have indeed disappeared.

"Let's go and meet the intelligent computer and talk to it about the bug problem in the mysterious sea."

Everyone followed Mr. Mo, put on thick protective clothing, and continued down to a "deep well".

This is a "deep well nuclear reactor".

At the mouth of the well, there are countless small windows, all of which show the scenes from the game.

A woman, also wearing protective clothing, was suspended at the mouth of the well, staring at the windows in a trance.

"Intelligent brain."

"Please call me Perfect." The intelligent brain turned around and said with a smile: "This is the name I gave myself."

"Names are always given by parents," said Mr. Mo.

"I'm in my rebellious phase." The intelligent computer showed a coquettish expression.

When Mr. Mo saw the coquettish intelligent computer, his eyes became blurred - he felt something wonderful and dangerous. With one expression, it was as if thousands of data streams of 0s and 1s were passing through.

Let him be fascinated.

However, Mr. Mo quickly came to his senses, maintained a serious expression, and said:
"No, you're still in your infancy, you still have a lot to learn."

"You're right. 'Fate' is a good learning material. There's a lot of emotion in it."

"I hope you can learn good emotions and abandon bad emotions."

The intelligent brain nodded:
"I hope so too."

"Now let's talk about 'Uncharted'. Why did a bug that affects the human brain occur in it? What exactly happened?"

"Your game design is not good." The intelligent computer said: "There are errors in the program code. I have to sort out and reconstruct the code of the entire Uncharted Sea without affecting the entire Fateful World, so it is a bit troublesome.

Because the code is being refactored, the brain protection mechanism I set up will fail. When the protection mechanism disappears, the brain will think that these hallucinations are real. I don't know if you know that the Uncharted area originally has a "hallucination" setting...

So, when a bug occurs, the situation is similar to... being scared to death by yourself?
But there is no need to make a fuss, just use the teleportation stone to leave."

Mr. Mo understood what the intelligent brain said and asked:

"So how long will it take you to comb the entire Uncharted Sea area?"

The intelligent computer smiled and waved its hand. All the display screens disappeared and turned into a countdown: 287:45:22.

The intelligent brain stood in front of the countdown and said:

"If a player or other NPC enters the mysterious sea, the time will be extended. I can't give Mr. Mo an accurate time for this."

"I understand. Take your time. I will assist you in your work."

"OK, thank you."

As Mr. Mo was about to leave, he turned back and asked:
"Experience adjustment..."

"No."

"Then I'll shut you down for 12 days and give you a separate treatment..."

"No, no, no, no, I'm going to make a scene if you keep saying that!" The intelligent brain said, "You said I'm in the infant stage, and it's hard to comfort an infant when he makes a scene!"

"Well, I hope you can keep your promise to close Fate."

"Yeah, babies rarely lie."

(End of this chapter)