The huge wave sweeping the anime world

"Boss Ma, we have arranged for a large number of company employees to register forum accounts under the pretext of game data testing. All of them have registered."

Damon put the collected data sheet on Boss Ma's desk. He didn't understand what Boss Ma meant by this move.

As a Chinese company standing at the top of the gaming world, our style has always been not to force cooperation. If cooperation is not possible, we will just copy, and if the original work is copied to the point that there is no room for survival at all.

But as a smart subordinate, he did not show any doubt at all. He was essentially a service staff working for the boss. How could a service staff ask questions to God?

Oh, of course, as long as everyone makes enough money, they will blame others for not working hard, otherwise how can they exploit others' surplus value.

"Give orders to recruit a new batch of interns, and the deadline is after the end of this lottery. If any of us are qualified in the lottery, they will all be assigned to the new game department, and the interns will be assigned to the corresponding departments. The work progress cannot be delayed."

"Okay, I'll call the head of human resources right away."

Damon nodded mechanically, walked out of the office and closed the door.

The file bag in Ma Huayun's hand contains the forum information of everyone in the company headquarters. He has no intention of mobilizing the people in the branch for the time being.

He is very clear about the truth of "Free Fart", which is a treasure trove of unlimited opportunities. As long as he manages it well, he will definitely get unexpected surprises.

Unfortunately, as a game made by ghosts and gods, it is extremely difficult.

So far, none of the 15 people has walked out of the Novice Village, and the camps of the Shandians and the Sky Island natives have not been unlocked yet.

The progress is not ordinary.

As soon as he started his gun modification plan and wanted to collect some old models of guns for modification, he was attacked by the tyrant.

His last consciousness was seeing his monkey head flying into the sky, and then he went offline.

Faced with this sudden situation, all players except him submitted complaint letters to the authorities.

He didn't pay it because he knew that the big guy behind it was definitely not the customer service of the small games under his control, and he would report any problems to the backend in a timely manner.

Jason, the orange cat who has been lazily lying on the sofa basking in the sun, doesn't look like he can work overtime.

Knowing that he would have no chance of returning, he could only try his best to do something during this period of time before his resurrection.

There is no other way. When other games release a boss, all the numerical values ​​are posted in detail on the forum. At worst, you can find out the boss’s information and weaknesses through players’ guides.

But he really didn't want to say anything about this game, no, that pirate world.

The Tyrant is too supermodel-like, could it be that the Immortal likes this kind of feeling?

Ma Huayun supported his head with his right hand and looked out the window of the building, racking his brains to think about how to bypass the tyrant and kill monsters, so as to become the first hero to leave the novice period.

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Boss Ding rubbed his face with his left hand, staring at the documents on the table, thinking with a splitting headache about what means he could use to snatch the cooperation opportunity with the mysterious company from Ma Huayun.

"Uncle, I'm at my wit's end, but there is one last solution."

During this time, the young man in the pink hood wished he could split one minute into two minutes.

But the result?

Sending people out to steal helmets seemed like a simple and effective way to go, but in fact, after he followed up with the dispatched personnel, he found that this was a road of no return.

The people who were sent out the first time died, and the people who were sent out the second time brought back the helmets, but after various tests, he did not find any other items except some wire interfaces used to support the lighting.

In terms of the source, the virtual helmet they got was just a helmet-shaped colored light, which can be found in the building materials market next door, and it did not contain any technical content at all.

He drank so much Red Bull that night that he almost felt sick, and he had no idea what the trick was.

So he applied for some funding and went directly to the doorstep of the Free Fart players whose helmets they had been secretly stealing from, and reached an agreement.

That is, it allows them to collect various types of data during their gaming session.

But something even stranger happened. After the player entered the game, his face turned ruddy, and except for a period of fainting, his physical information was no different from that of a normal person.

During this process, unless the player voluntarily quits, all the noise from the outside world cannot wake up the player who is immersed in the game world.

"I guess the virtual helmet works by putting the player into a deep sleep, and then transmitting pre-programmed information to their internal organs through brain waves, thus giving them the illusion that they are in the game world."

Pink Hood tried his best to explain this phenomenon using all the scientific terms he could think of.

"Then what about the interaction between players? Your theory is a one-way personal world, but what Teng put forward is a simulated world where multiple people can participate in the game."

"Is it true that the helmet can't reveal anything? Let's assume that your theory has some reference value. Then the difficulty that is blocking our thinking is how to achieve multi-person interaction. The helmet must be the breakthrough point!"

Boss Ding angrily swept the pile of documents on his desk to the ground.

Why? He and Ma Huayun both have low-level talents, so why can he obtain such incredible technology?

"Uncle, uncle, I suddenly had an idea"

The pink hood rubbed his stinging eyes, and a sinister idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Ok?"

Boss Ding motioned his nephew to continue, as he wanted to hear what crazy ideas this kid had.

"Look, Tencent's technology is so advanced that it can almost change the gaming industry, but why do they only apply it to this game now?"

"My guess is that the technology of the helmet is not as powerful as we expected. There must be some flaws in its design that we haven't discovered. This is why they can't expand the scale of the game. After all, it is a technology related to brain waves, and it is impossible to make a huge breakthrough in a short period of time."

Boss Ding was enlightened by his nephew's words. Why didn't he think of this?

"As long as we spread the word that Free Fart is suspected of false advertising and that the virtual helmet is harmful to the human body, we can directly initiate a public prosecution and buy off a few players to blast Tencent from the inside. Then we can enter the market as a helper, and the mysterious company will have no choice but to cooperate with us or show its technology to others."

"Hey, is this the solution you mentioned at the beginning?"

Boss Ding touched his nephew's forehead with satisfaction. Not only did he cover for him, but he also came up with such a good idea for him at this critical moment.

"What I'm saying is send some people to infiltrate their game"

The pink hood told his Plan A truthfully.

"Sure, but I remember that we need to draw lots. The people who are drawn will be assigned to the same department, and we will find some temporary workers to take over the unimportant work for a while."

This is indeed a last resort, and there is no loss in adopting it.