There's something wrong with me

Chapter 216 Amateur Players Make Their Appearance
After the mechanical platform was officially launched.

Four months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The official website has released another update.

The virtual disaster world has officially launched, with a population cap of five million.

Players with superconducting chips can apply for and add signal channels at their local Armed Forces Department and Signal Hall, and connect through server 109.

Following the release of the news.

The five million real players, along with information about the new world, instantly created a huge wave online.

Netizen 1654……: 'A new world? What type of disaster is it?'

Netizen 18...: 'Previous zombie outbreaks were just widespread disasters, is this one even worse?'

Qingqing1313: 'Looking forward to it!'

Arrogant Divine Dragon: '+1'

……

After seeing this message, many people left comments on the official channel.

They all had high expectations for the new world.

Not only that.

They also went to the nearest official location today to queue up for the addition of a virtual world channel.

Even some people who hadn't bought virtual equipment before are now preparing to get one.

Because with the mass production of superconductors, spirit stones will become even cheaper.

The price of a superconducting chip now is only 15,000 yuan.

In this new world, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can earn at most half a month's salary.

In terms of converted prices, it's cheaper than a regular trip before the Extraordinary Era.

Of course, those with the Extraordinary Card have priority, and there is a limit to the number of purchases.

In Zhang Feng's plan, only five million slots were allocated this time.

After all, virtual buildings take time to create, so there is currently an upper limit to the number of 'civilian servers' available.

The monthly increase in the number of chips issued to the public is approximately one million per month.

Furthermore, after obtaining these chips, they can only access designated servers and not official ones.

Because this virtual world has a 'spiritual lock'.

This is to prevent players from accidentally entering the official virtual world.

It's important to know that official virtual reality projects mostly involve technological research, exercises with foreign civilizations, or the production of high-level weapons.

Every single item here is a top secret.

Everyone here also has a hidden identity.

Therefore, the spiritual lock is necessary.

But nowadays...

In addition to the fact that the government possesses a large number of virtual buildings for research purposes.

There are actually quite a few privately owned servers.

The current player base consists of twenty 'zombie worlds' and has a capacity of nearly fifty million people.

These worlds are enough for them to show their skills.

And under Zhang Feng's observation.

Even after playing zombie games for over a decade, they never get tired of them.

Because a complete simulation means that the virtual world is the same as the real world.

Add to that the various emotional releases, and the inventions and antics of the players, and it's hard to say that it gets boring.

At least from Zhang Feng's current perspective, in the Zombie World No. 02, some players have already started doing civilian scientific research and have created a simplified version of a small tank.

There were even scenes of tanks exchanging fire and martial artists fighting against enemy planes and artillery.

Within these virtual worlds, the old aircraft and artillery technologies are all unlocked.

Players can go to the base here and learn these 'basic techniques'.

The authorities welcome them to come and learn.

There was no concealment regarding superconductivity and Z1.

After all, these are not weapons; they are more like applications of batteries and materials.

However, a few years ago, these technologies became available.

However, some players began to form cliques, build fortresses, and play an alternative 'post-apocalyptic lord' game.

They also have to gather on Sundays every now and then to fight a 'guild war'.

To be honest, Zhang Feng had also seen these gang wars.

It's actually quite similar to modern gun warfare.

But the main force among them is still 'professional martial artists'.

With their physical abilities and some training, they are practically 'super soldiers'.

When encountering minor lords who lack professional martial artists, they are completely crushed.

Then, what was originally a perfectly good post-apocalyptic zombie-slaying game was turned into an 'assassination and war' game.

Zhang Feng had nothing to say about it, but he knew that their happiness was unimaginable.

As long as you can relax, everything will be fine.

The most obvious point is that the 'martial arts crime rate' has decreased by 20% in the last ten years or so.

That's enough.

Many martial artists, professional martial artists, and ordinary people have gotten to know each other through the virtual world, met offline to chat, and become sworn brothers.

This has inadvertently increased the sense of community among the people.

Because normally, before the virtual world came into being.

There is generally a clear distinction between professional martial artists, ordinary martial artists, and ordinary people.

Especially as professional martial artists become stronger and the gap between them and ordinary people widens, this is a very natural thing.

However, with the opening of the virtual world, and with everyone fighting side by side and even joking around, this barrier has been gradually removed.

At least when Zhang Feng occasionally glanced at the virtual world, he saw two gangs fighting fiercely in the virtual world, but in reality, they often had meals together on holidays.

Among them are highly skilled professional martial artists, ordinary martial artists, and even ordinary people with a physique only in their early twenties.

This ordinary man in his early twenties is also a leader with a commanding mind.

They were also frequently targeted for assassination by these professional martial artists.

In the virtual world, one can be 'instantly resurrected,' but after being resurrected, one will descend upon other post-apocalyptic worlds.

You need to wait at least one day before you can return to the previous apocalypse.

This is also to prevent someone from using 'resurrection technology' to start a never-ending guild war.

While Zhang Feng was observing all the players.

That night.

This conductor, who was in his thirties and had a physique of 20, gathered his gang members and all the members of the rival gang at the 'Ocean Restaurant' in the Land of Extraordinary Things.

Including him, there are a total of forty-five people.

He planned to combine this force to discuss some strategies for the new world.

Since it's a new world, let's merge and fight outsiders together.

This conductor was quite something; he even pulled some strings and called the restaurant owner, Mr. Hai (who said he was selling a martial arts school, and he was selling a martial arts school), and got a large private room of medium quality.

You should know that Ocean Restaurant is a 'five-star restaurant' within the Land of Extraordinary Talents!

Here, not to mention the regular private rooms, even the seats in the main hall require reservations.

After all, the people in the Land of the Extraordinary are not ordinary people.

Those who can dine at this five-star restaurant are not only employees of super organizations, but also some truly extraordinary elites.

Students who successfully graduated from Experimental Primary School, then went on to Experimental Middle School, and finally to the Extraordinary Main Campus and successfully graduated are Extraordinary Elites.

Or perhaps they were among the earliest champions of martial arts schools in various provinces, or among the first batch of professional martial artists with considerable talent.

They are also extraordinary elites, the 'successful people' in today's society.

As for the owners and coaches of large clubs, as well as the management of some extraordinary enterprises and super organizations, they are at a higher level and would not come here to eat.

But no matter what, the people who eat here, and those who manage to get a private room, are already quite impressive.

And this moment.

Inside a luxurious medium-sized private room.

The conductor of the 20-piece set is someone with a very powerful background in everyone's eyes!
Being able to contact General Hai is an incredible feat!
"Did you know that was the earliest marine pharmaceutical company under the General Administration of Customs?"

Also at this time.

Facing the admiring gazes of the crowd, the conductor spoke eloquently: "My father was one of the first VIP users of Ocean Company and has some connections with President Hai."

So getting a private room is definitely not a problem.

And eating here and discussing important matters—if word gets out, we brothers will be proud!

"Brother is right!"

"As expected of our gang's commander, he's awesome!"

Everyone raised their glasses to toast the conductor.

Then, they looked curiously at the conductor, wanting to know the plans for the next world.

The conductor then waved his hand, revealing a watch with a replaced chip on his wrist.
"Once the server opens tomorrow, let's seize territory and start fighting!"

……

"cheers!"

"Listen to the boss!"

It's not just the commander's side that's going to fight.

Now, all over the world, and in the virtual world of zombies.

Those who belong to gangs, as well as those who are used to roaming the zombie world, are now gathering together to study and wait for a fight.

And inside the data center.

Seeing these scenes through some data, Zhang Feng felt overwhelmed.

He had originally wanted to see how his "own people" would behave in the face of danger, but now it seemed they all wanted to fight. He pondered this.

Zhang Feng neither stopped them nor allowed the authorities to spread any information.

Whether they're just messing around or fighting, it doesn't matter.

Ultimately, they can all provide themselves with causal information, as well as data such as neurons.

So whatever.

'After they finish testing, I'll have my official people test it.'

Zhang Feng understood this clearly and didn't expect the players to give him any amazing disaster prevention demonstrations.

More knowledge on prevention and command, as well as some corresponding causal issues.

Zhang Feng still pinned his hopes on his own people.

But in the end, Zhang Feng still had the authorities issue an announcement.

Tomorrow's server launch livestream will be broadcast globally; anyone who follows will be able to see it.

This also made these players restrain themselves a bit.

Don't do anything crazy like running naked in the street.

In the apocalypse, clothes get dirty easily, and some people actually go so far as to not wear any clothes at all.

Of course, his account was also suspended for three days, and the local armed forces department came to his door and gave him a very speechless lecture.

……

The next day, at 12 noon.

The disaster relief server is now open.

Furthermore, there has been an official announcement worldwide stating that the first batch of participants were players.

The second batch involves the data center after the players have finished playing.

And then these players descended into this virtual world.

This is a city with complete daily facilities, but there is no one there.

Meanwhile, amidst the players' confusion, the virtual world also provided a time reminder.

(Disaster countdown: 720:00:00)

This one-month countdown was designed by Zhang Feng to see what arrangements and plans they would have within a month.

The game offers a high degree of freedom, and there's only one city at disaster level, so the difficulty isn't too high.

In theory as well.

If one calms down and studies and investigates, it is possible to find the elements of disaster within this city.

Because the city's meteorological bureau already had some data, it was able to quickly identify that this 'seaside city' was experiencing a flood disaster, which was basically an open secret.

Based on this information, we can then head to the nearest high point and use this simple method to save ourselves.

If you want it to be even more perfect, you can try to save the city.

There's also a superconducting mass production factory here, so building a seaside barrier wouldn't be a problem.

Even if we can't do that, we can build some small boats or something to salvage some basic supplies and achieve the goal of rebuilding our homes after the flood recedes.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

At this moment, in a city location.

The conductor, with his men, immediately clashed with another gang.

"We discovered this supermarket first!"

"Stop making excuses! It's just that we have a grudge against each other in the apocalypse!"

"Don't panic, boss! I'll go and hold off their left and right protectors!"

When the two groups meet, they start fighting because of past grudges.

But as soon as they touched each other, the virtual world prompted that if they died here, they would have to exit the game and would not be able to enter again for a month.

This setting was added suddenly by Zhang Feng.

From God's perspective, there are too many people fighting now.

Of the five million people, nearly three million were fighting, one million were causing destruction, and the remaining nearly one million were looking for suitable weapons.

If they dare to do it this way, there won't be any disaster; the area will be cleared out in a few days at most.

But Zhang Feng wouldn't bother with small-scale battles.

But precisely because of this, Zhang Feng also knew that the extraordinary society of all martial artists was indeed a huge bomb.

Especially in the virtual world where there is no responsibility, this is where one is armed and ready to kill.

The apocalypse of the past decade or so, while releasing much of their pent-up emotions, also released too much.

It seems that a peaceful world will be needed then.

But with this rule against fighting, everyone became much more sober.

Although people are still fighting and dying, it's all within acceptable limits.

Let them have fun, and see if they can prevent the disaster in the end.

I thought to myself.

Zhang Feng went into seclusion to review past materials, awaiting the final answer.

……

Before I knew it, a month had passed.

After Zhang Feng came out of the pass, he arrived at Old Liu's office across the street.

When you see everything on the screen.

Zhang Feng realized he was overthinking things.

For both ordinary and professional martial artists, such a disaster is simply a "game".

On the screen right now, in the virtual world.

Judging from how they jump and skip between buildings, and even occasionally dart into the city submerged by the sea to swim, you can tell they have a problem with their perspective.

Of course, this is also because I did not set strict requirements and stipulate that I must 'prevent disasters'.

So they mostly play.

Especially now that the earliest batch of experimental primary schools have graduated, they have joined this test.

Furthermore, with the spread of cultivation techniques, their physical constitution is now generally in the range of 110 to 150.

Let alone drowning them, even if they were in a 50-meter-tall building and suddenly encountered an earthquake, it would be impossible for them to survive.

They won't get hurt.

With their physical abilities, they are capable of shattering the building's windows in an instant and then escaping by jumping.

This is a piece of cake for them.

"None of them are up to standard."

Zhang Feng gave his assessment of them and then looked at Old Liu, who was equally speechless.

"Their home is about to be gone, and they're still thinking about swimming in the ocean world. These kids are something else."

For the past month, it's been a continuous battle from beginning to end. Hasn't anyone thought about saving their homes?

“Some people thought about it…” Old Liu pointed to the corpses floating in the city flood, “but everyone was fighting, so in the end they all joined in.”

“Okay.” Zhang Feng looked at the list of people inside. “Every single person in this server, take them all to the Martial Arts Department and give them another ideological education.”

"Yes..." Old Liu looked at the scene on the screen, watching the young men having so much fun, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"But let me tell you, Mr. Zhang, you didn't mandate any tasks..."

At this point, Old Liu unusually cautiously explained:

"And as you know, they receive rigorous training from a young age."

Now it seems like a game mission, they'll definitely... relax? Release the stress?

Old Liu basically didn't refute Zhang Feng.

Even now, when Lao Liu speaks up for them, it's because he sees that General Manager Zhang's tone is more of a joke, so he's appropriately trying to advocate for these 'future flowers'.

Otherwise, they would really have to go to the military headquarters for education.

That feeling was unpleasant, not much different from temporary detention.

"Then let's give him a verbal warning." Zhang Feng said, showing respect when he heard Lao Liu pleading for someone else, "The key point is to talk about responsibility."

After all, we are a federation as a whole, and we may realize an interstellar migration plan in the future.

Think about it, that's all the official manpower we have.

If we need to build other planets or encounter natural disasters on some planets, it will require the efforts of everyone.

We can't rely on ourselves alone.

A sense of responsibility is basically useless if it's just talked about, instead of being actively thought about.

"Yes!" Old Liu replied, feeling quite pleased with himself, as he felt that President Zhang had given him a great deal of face.

But Zhang Feng later added:
"I like to judge others by my own standards and measure many people by my own ideas."

But I won't expect everyone to be like me.

So if you have any different ideas in the future, just say them.

I hope that this reasoned and evidence-based rebuttal, like today's, will not be the last.

We all need to correct our mistakes if we have them, and strive to improve if we don't.

"Okay..." When Lao Liu heard Mr. Zhang's words, he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Because Zhang Feng is right on many important matters concerning the Federation.

Zhang Feng ignored his thoughts and pondered for a few seconds before saying:

"The difficulty of rescuing these supplies is probably quite high for both ordinary players and professional martial artists."

But when it comes to testing by our own people, these are no problem at all.

As Zhang Feng spoke, he looked at the information of the next batch of players, a combination of five hundred researchers and one thousand special forces personnel.

In addition to them, there are 10,000 skilled technicians who have participated in the Extraordinary Manufacturing Project.
"Add some difficulty for them, add five million virtual citizens, and some forces to obstruct them."

Let's see if we can solve the disaster problem and protect public safety.

This mission was also broadcast globally, serving as a real-time disaster training exercise for the entire Federation.

At this point, Zhang Feng looked at Lao Liu, who was taking notes.

"These are all people from our data center. Remember to 'disguise' them during the broadcast."

(End of this chapter)