A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

The world soon fell into panic.

Qin Tian sat in front of the computer and quickly attacked the intelligent brain system, making it impossible for the system to repair the loopholes in time.

Hundreds of staff members of the Intelligent Brain System started a tug-of-war with Qin Tian alone.

Qin Tian should win in the end.

Because Zhi Nao fell into a complete silence, as if he had completely disappeared from his mind.

"Qin Tian, ​​we succeeded!" Sheng Zhiyu was extremely happy.

Qin Tianze broke out in a cold sweat. After all, he was fighting against hundreds of people by himself.

Gu Xingzhou said: "Don't get too happy yet, what if they restart?"

Qin Tian said: "It's impossible. I have written a program. If they restart, they will fall into an infinite loop and eventually burn the system completely."

"Qin Tian, ​​you are so powerful!" Sheng Zhiyu said sincerely.

Qin Tianze said: "But since the brain is dead, the game manager should have other emergency plans. I'm not sure whether it's good or bad."

"Anyway, I've already tried it." Gu Xingzhou looked at it openly, "Have you taken any protective measures?"

Qin Tian nodded: "I have hidden my identity and address. Logically speaking, I should not be found."

Gu Xingzhou had already expected that he had prepared this move, and he would not lose anything even if it failed.

"But Zhi Nao was attacked just now. You should have received an emergency response email from the Zhi Nao department. If you are not online, will it arouse suspicion?" Sheng Zhiyu asked.

Qin Tian said: "I have thought about this in advance, so I have written a set of programs in advance that can run automatically instead of manual work."

"You are indeed very cautious." Gu Xingzhou glanced at him, "They should give up Zhinao in this case, but the new plan should be finalized soon."

The sudden paralysis of the brain caused the most basic means of communication to disappear. Fortunately, the previous smartphones were not completely eliminated. People began to use smartphones to log in to social accounts again when the brain was unusable.

Major media outlets also reported on this big news.

Sheng Zhiyu took his mobile phone and browsed the major news: "Qin Tian, ​​you have been described as a top hacker."

Gu Xingzhou said: "He does have this ability. If he really becomes a hacker, he will definitely be top-notch."

Qin Tian was still very steady: "If I guess correctly, the god-making game APP will appear on the phone next."

Sure enough, not long after, a familiar prompt appeared on the phone again:

"Warning, warning, the God-making game is being installed..."

Sheng Zhiyu: "..."

Sure enough, there is still no way to terminate the game.

She clicked on the APP and entered the game interface. As expected, it still looked familiar.

There is just a 24-hour countdown icon on the upper right side of the interface.

"I may have done something wrong." Qin Tian sighed, "Maybe this time the entity entered the game."

In other words, if you are seriously injured, you will not be able to recover at the end of the game.

Gu Xingzhou said: "If we don't turn off the brain, we will all become puppets in the end. If we force ourselves to fight, we may become vegetative or brain dead."

Sheng Zhiyu echoed: "That is to say, at least we have got rid of the control of the intelligent brain and will not be brain-dead inexplicably."

"It seems that the room icon has turned on. Let's go in and see if Master is back." Gu Xingzhou looked at Sheng Zhiyu.

Sheng Zhiyu nodded and clicked on the room icon.

Then the scene in front of her changed.

Both she and Gu Xingzhou returned to the practice space, and Song Qiran had also entered.

"Where's the master?" Sheng Zhiyu asked.

"Good disciples, have you missed me?" The old man from Tianshan suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Master, why have you disappeared for three years?" Sheng Zhiyu rushed over and hugged the old man from Tianshan.

The old man from Tianshan said: "It is the intervention of heaven in this world, and the game copy must be re-modified."

"Heaven?" The corner of Sheng Zhiyu's mouth twitched, "You are both a god and a god, why do you feel so middle-aged?"

The old man from Tianshan explained: "Heaven's way is higher than that of Bian'an and Nhajian. The highest level of managers of Bian'an and Nhajian is only in the period of transcending tribulation, while the people of Heaven's way have all ascended to immortality and have the same life span as heaven and earth."

"Then Master, what level are you at?" Sheng Zhiyu asked curiously.

The old man from Tianshan said: "My master is still in the Mahayana stage and has not yet reached the stage of transcending tribulation. Generally, there are very few practitioners who can reach the golden elixir stage. They have to wait at least a hundred years before they can form elixirs."

Gu Xingzhou said: "But Yu'er and I are already at the golden elixir stage."

The old man from Tianshan smiled and said: "How is it possible? How old are you? In the world of cultivating immortals, you are only considered children. Even I am 158 years old before I formed the elixir..."

Sheng Zhiyu said: "Master, it's true. We got the inheritance of the mythical beast in the last round of the game."

The old man from Tianshan stared at them for a few seconds, his expression gradually becoming serious: "The inheritance of mythical beasts?"

Sheng Zhiyu told him the story.

The old man from Tianshan was silent for a long time: "Something is wrong. The four sacred beasts represent the way of heaven and guard the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest. Now that they are gone, it means that the world is going to be in chaos."

Sheng Zhiyu said indifferently: "The world has been in chaos for a long time."

The old man from Tianshan glanced at Song Qiran sympathetically: "First disciple, you are really miserable. You have never been part of such good things."

Song Qiran, who has successfully established the foundation: "..."

He no longer wanted to see his two heaven-defying junior brothers and sisters.

"Master, now that the brain is suddenly disabled, how are we going to play the game?" Sheng Zhiyu asked.

The old man from Tianshan said: "The brain itself is just a carrier. When the game starts, your body will be directly transferred into the game copy."

It turned out to be the same as Qin Tian guessed.

Sheng Zhiyu sighed inwardly: "Then if you die in the game, will you also die in real life?"

The old man from Tianshan analyzed: "The brain is connected to your nerves. If your consciousness dies, it will be brain death.

But the brain is no longer there, so I can only transfer your body to participate in the game. If you die in the game, you will die in the real world the same way you die in the game. "

This Sheng Zhiyu doesn't mind very much, since people are dead anyway, no matter how they die.

It's just that if you are seriously injured, it will be a bit troublesome.

The old man from Tianshan said: "This time the game is a bit special. Players from other countries should gradually join the game."

Gu Xingzhou nodded: "We have already thought about this, and the scope will gradually expand, and eventually the entire world will participate."

"That's right." The old man Tianshan looked at the hands of Sheng Zhiyu and Gu Xingzhou intertwined, but he didn't notice anything was wrong yet, "I was worried about how you brothers and sisters would get along before I left, but now that you have a good relationship, I feel relieved. .”

Song Qiran coughed: "Master, the two of them have been in love for a long time."