Elf Archer of Life in Another World

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The above three points are my personal opinions on protecting the underlying data security and computing resources of this virtual world.

Although the fields involved are different, I still respect and admire Dr. Albert and your laboratory's contribution to the entire human society. The complete construction and organic development of the virtual world are of self-evident significance to the future of all mankind, and I also believe that when

After a large number of biological humans become familiar with the operating logic of this world and synchronize with it, through the surge in thinking speed and knowledge reserve, technological singularity will not only exist in science fiction novels and the writings of futurists.

I also understand Dr. Albert's obsession with certain technologies. As time goes by, we continue to learn and lose. As our bodies die, what we have learned and thought throughout our lives will also die. I heard,

Country h will adopt memory extraction and storage technology for its citizens to ensure that the thoughts of outstanding talents like Dr. Albert will always be remembered by future generations and lay the foundation for the future. Perhaps, this is enough.

If one day, our human minds are no longer subject to the limitations of individual functions and lifespans, and reverse the definition of "death" in the laws of nature, this may be a new era, but it will certainly not be a new era for the human species.

.Every exploration of the direction of human evolution is actually pushing humans towards an irreversible outcome. Because it is irreversible, we need to be more cautious.

As a contemporary, I will definitely be laughed at by future humans for my short-sightedness and timid courage at this moment, but I also hope that this cowardice and awe of the future as an ordinary human being can remain in our history forever.

Either be spurned by the long river of time, or be accepted by a soft heart, or become a monument to the human soul.

I was full of thoughts and laughed at the moment.

Finally, no matter where the end of this technology is, no matter where the end of this virtual world is, they should not belong to a certain person or a certain organization, nor should they create a god who is superior to all living beings. In any

In new or old technological fields, human beings may need leaders, but they certainly do not need and should not have a ruler.

Yours sincerely, Robert Louis Stevenson

ps. Although we now have theoretically unlimited energy, saving resources is still the responsibility of a scientific researcher.

Albert read the second half of the email a few more times, then fell down in the recliner and stared at the ceiling in trance. Sensing the placement and duration of his gaze, the sky outside the house was projected onto the white roof.

It turned out that it had already rained.

Albert closed his eyes, quietly listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the roof, and gradually fell into sleep.

He needed a rest and a new starting point in the ceremony. Indeed, because of Simil's problem, he invested too much energy in the technology of mind uploading, and because of Simil's suspicion, he invested too much in the data body every year.

There was so much energy that he forgot his responsibilities and obligations as a scientific researcher.

He had actually thought of the three suggestions mentioned in this email, but once these technical means were applied to fill the loopholes, it would mean adding a barrier between the underlying data and the embedded world, and this barrier would not only

Patching can only be accessed from the underlying data side.

If this is really done, the authority that Simil can mobilize will also be affected. He will be effectively isolated into an independent world, and he can only obey the rules of this new world.

This concern may have been wrong from the beginning.

As a natural person, he must accept the reality: the path Simil has taken has long been different from his.

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When the twins came back online, Shi Sui had already passed through the gathered players and arrived in front of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group.

Dion and Nick stood beside Nian Nian, one on the left and one on the right, with their protective intentions clearly revealed.

Whether it is Dion, who is too handsome to be alive, or Nick, who has a crazy and unruly temperament, these two people have a very strong sense of oppression towards the same sex. When these two people stand together and fully display their hostility, Rao

Shi Sui, who had always been calm and composed, was also aroused with a hint of anger and irritability.

"Let me introduce you," Nick pointed rudely at Shi Sui's face and turned to look at his fellow members, "This is Cy's new brother."

"First of all, pointing your finger at someone is a very impolite move; secondly, I am not her new brother, I am her brother." Shi Sui raised his hand and pushed away the finger that was almost touching the tip of his nose.

"Finally, even if you don't admit that I am her brother, you should respect our common experiences and the feelings we have developed."

Shi Suiyan smiled calmly and gave a relieved look to the nervous Nian Nian.

Dion was the first to let go of Nian Nian's hand. Nick was silent, as if a volcano was about to erupt. The others exchanged looks with each other, waiting anxiously for Nick's decision.

Nick glanced at Nian Nian, who was embarrassed again, and couldn't help but hold her wrist tightly, his palms hurting from the slender wrist bones.

He lowered his arms, took a step back, and patted Nian Nian's shoulder: "It's up to you."

It was verified that Sui did not have any close interaction with Niannian right away. After briefly instructing him on the next arrangements, he left Niannian to the Christmas clown mercenary group who reunited after a long separation.

Relieved, Niannian jumped back to Mrs. Morgan, removed York's saddle, rearranged the seat cushion, led the big plush mouse to Nick, and pushed him hard: "Get up, get up."

"What are you doing up there?" Nick looked at Mrs. Morgan who was lying on the ground obediently, and glanced at the smiling York from the corner of his eye, secretly thinking that this mount was indeed chosen according to Nian Nian's preference.

This child was indeed spoiled by these people.

"Go up and sleep." Nian Nian put his hands on his hips and glared at Nick.

Nick suppressed his laughter, touched a handful of Mrs. Morgan's soft red fur with some disgust, turned over and jumped on its back, crossing his legs and leaning back.

Nian Nian secretly whispered to Mrs. Morgan, and the wind brought her words to Nick's ears, making the man dumbfounded for a moment.

Dion tilted his head and glanced at Nian Nian, who threatened Mrs. Morgan with both soft and hard words not to move. He moved his fingers slightly, and the yew tree swayed slightly. A twig poked out and quickly grew over Nick's head.

The coral-red fruits were dotted with feathery green leaves. The unique fragrance of the trees enveloped him instantly. Nick glanced at Dion with a tilted head. Dion had already turned around, and he was too lazy to say anything. He lost his consciousness amidst the urging of the year.

Log out from this world.

"He will just listen to you." Sara came over and raised her hand to hook Nian Nian's nose.

Nian Nian scratched his head in embarrassment: "Actually, he will listen to what you say to him, that is..."

"She's quite arrogant and always has to resist before she reluctantly compromises." Sarah completed it for her.

"Hehe, that's right." Nian Nian nodded fiercely. Everyone knows Nick's awkward character, so usually everything will be conveyed through Nian Nian, or let her act coquettishly. For example, Sara will tell her secretly

Nick needs to go offline as soon as possible to rest, so every year he can simply recruit Mrs. Morgan and then drive Nick off the line arbitrarily.

Sara smiled and shook her head. There will always be only one person at the top of the food chain of their mercenary group. Fortunately, this person has always been well-behaved and sensible, otherwise Sara was really worried that one day Nick would drag them to destroy a certain city.

It's not that she's worried that she won't be able to do this, but she's worried that she will lack normal communication and love for the world every year because of this indulgence.

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"Envy?"

The players of Xingtianxia were busy preparing to rest, and the soldiers of the Qilin Army were also ordered to set up camp. Stimulated by the other small group, the two teams that had temporarily had differences were united again.

Surrounded by the envoys and guards, Song Qing came to Shi Sui, followed his gaze, and admired the happy scene not far away for a while.

Shi Sui withdrew his gaze and looked Song Qing up and down for a while: "Finally dare to come out?"

Song Qing shook his head: "Don't dare, I won't, so I will log off later. Please estimate the departure time, and I will come up at that time."

Shi Sui sighed: "I'm not so stingy every year."

"But that may not be the case for others."

After Song Qing finished speaking, she changed the subject and whispered seriously: "Don't be too impatient. Relationships take time to develop."

"Normal human emotions take time to develop."

Shi Sui smiled inexplicably.

"Some feelings just need to turn a switch."