I rely on copies to build infrastructure

On the way back to the city, Qin Lu was not in the mood to make a fortune fishing.

He lay on the side of the boat, watching the Nangang City that was gradually going away, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Little Blade..."

Qin Lu hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking the question in his heart.

"You say that Wang Liying looks like the blonde girl, so she must have undergone plastic surgery in Cold Spring Harbor? Then why can she still come back?"

"Because the parts she replaced were not from Cold Spring Harbor."

Xi Ren threw the fishing rod into the sea and said calmly.

"Not exchanging things from another world, but simply relying on technology, this is not a violation."

——Xi Ren (public frequency): Is this understanding correct, No. 8?

——No. 14588 (public frequency): Yes, yes, Mr. Xi, your understanding is very accurate, that's what it means.

——No. 14588 (public frequency): As long as the body completely belongs to a single world, it cannot be transformed into a copy NPC. This is the unified rule of the system.

Oh, it can still be like this.

Qin Lu nodded, but then his face changed drastically.

Using the technology of Cold Spring Harbor, but not the material of Cold Spring Harbor, Wang Liying's body complies with the singleness determination rules, so where did the parts on her face come from? !

He suddenly had a terrible idea.

Instances, players, small blade fragments...

Wang Liying couldn't be, she was using the dead player's body to reshape her!

"more or less."

Xi Ren at the side said suddenly.

"If you recall Wasteland City, after the player dies, the remains are handled by the NPC in the instance. If the Cold Spring Harbor Medical Center recycles the dead player as a donor, there is no technical obstacle at all."

It was only then that Qin Lu realized that he had uttered the doubts in his heart.

Hearing such an answer made him scratch his head a little irritably.

"But is Wang Liyu able to enter the dungeon as she says? Doesn't she randomly select players in every game, how can she be sure that she can enter Cold Spring Harbor? Does she have a cheat?"

——No. 14588 (public channel): Of course not, dear!

——No. 14588 (public frequency): The system is based on the principle of fairness and justice, and all players will be randomly drawn into random dungeons, no · existence · existence · any · black · box · operation · operation · Yo!

Qin Xiaolu: Oh.The more you say that, the more suspicious you are!

He thought for a while, then asked again.

"But by the time we enter the dungeon, she may have undergone plastic surgery, and we may not be able to meet her..."

"It's okay, and you don't have to meet."

Xi Ren stared at the sea, reeled the fishing line twice, and continued.

"There are fragments in Cold Spring Harbor, most likely a copy of the BUG. When I get back the power, you fix the BUG, ​​and this loophole will be closed."

"When the time comes, no matter whether Wang Liliu is in Cold Spring Harbor or Nancheng, she will reveal her true colors."

call--

Qin Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't figure it out.

"Then you said that Master Yun is making such a fuss, what exactly is he trying to do? Is it just to make people more beautiful?"

"Where can't plastic surgery be done? Why do you have to go to Cold Spring Harbor? And at the risk of organ rejection?"

Xi Ren quickly closed the shot, and a grouper struggled desperately in mid-air.

"More efficient, safer, or more hidden."

He threw the fish into the barrel, put on the bait again, and threw it into the sea, saying calmly.

"For example, some people want to change their identities to avoid being tracked. They go to Cold Spring Harbor to save a body and put it on. It is not easy to be tracked when they come back."

"Fortunately, there is a limit to the number of people who can open the copy. They can't add more people indefinitely, otherwise they will be detected by the system, otherwise there will be many strange deaths in your world."

Hearing what he said, Qin Lu's heart sank.

He thought of the vegetable seller who was dragged into the wasteland city again, that kind of silent disappearance was too terrifying.

They are all little people in reality, and maybe no one will care too much about her life or death except her close relatives.But if life can be trampled on just because you are born ordinary, who can accept it calmly? !

Qin Lu, who was also a small person, was once again sincerely grateful for his restoration work.

Looking at it now, what he did is meaningful and can cut off many dangerous ambitions; he also suddenly understood why Gou 8 wanted to smuggle Xiaoren to become a legal player. The fragments came from him, and only he can take them back. This is all trouble root.

If Xi Ren does not enter the dungeon, even if Qin Lu can find the fault point, release the repair core, and temporarily repair the loopholes, under the sabotage of those who are interested, this patching mode may not last for too long. something went wrong.

Although Dog 8 is a dog, his mind is still clear.It is very aware of the weight of Xiao Ren, not only does not report the smuggling, but also helps to clean up the end, just to let him enter the game, treat the symptoms and the root cause, and get rid of the root cause.

"Dog 8... actually has a big picture."

Qin Lu curled his lips and continued.

"The person we met in the corridor before that should be 'Master Yun'? Wang Liliu came to see him, and then went to Cold Spring Harbor. He met us in the corridor, doubted our identity, and informed Wang Liliu, so she He didn't come out after opening the door, but waited until we left before entering the elevator..."

"In this case, why don't you just grab him?!"

Hearing what he said, Xi Ren shook his head slightly.

"That person is not 'Master Yun'."

"He's the same as Wang Liyu, he doesn't have 'fragments' on his body, he's a player, but he smells like the sea..."

What happened to the smell of the sea?They are also at sea now, aren't they?

It's a pity that Xi Ren didn't say the second half of the sentence.He still seemed to have unsure thoughts, so he didn't directly come to a conclusion.

Qin Lu didn't dare to ask again, but the words "the taste of the sea" were firmly rooted in his mind, adding a touch of doubt in his heart.

The sea... what happened to the sea?

At midnight, the Hulu docked at the newly reclaimed area of ​​Chestnut Island.

I haven't seen it for a few days, and a tall wind tower has been erected here.

Dirty worried that the noise of the wind wheel would interfere with the reproduction of birds, and sacrificed part of the power generation efficiency. He improved the existing wind tower into a silent version, and almost only the sound of the sea breeze can be heard when it rotates.

Qin Xiaolu felt that he was thinking too much.As for the seabirds on the island, their voices are not as loud as the wind wheel, and people are not afraid of them at all if they are louder.

But it is of course better to have mute technology.The newly reclaimed area is the functional area of ​​the future island. Tidal power stations, sewage and garbage treatment, and various infrastructures will be placed here, and they are all large-scale equipment. The noise is scary when you think about it.

Sure enough, the big engineers who came out of the wasteland world made a lot of money, and directly upgraded the ordinary civilian equipment into black technology with high energy efficiency and high environmental protection. If the dirty reconstruction is completed, Chestnut Island is probably the island with the highest ecological standard in Blue Star. up!

"I think you can also plan the planting area."

Yawning Dirty suggested.

He was woken up by the sound of the Hulu's "rumbling" motor, so he simply didn't sleep, and got up to watch the harvest of the two returning to the city.

Qin Xiaolu fulfilled his promise and gave him a new computer on the spot. Of course, Xiaoren also has new ones. Qin Xiaolu has learned how to do it now. When buying things, he must make duplicate copies and be impartial, otherwise someone will pick him up.

Still spending one point to redeem Gou 8's sorting and delivery services, Qin Xiaolu rode the newly bought electric car Xiaoren back home.

The island’s electricity is not abundant, and charging piles cannot be installed for the time being. Three small eDonkeys can perfectly cover the transportation needs of the islanders, which is economical and affordable.

At midnight, headlights illuminate the night.

Under the sky full of stars, the little eDonkey galloped towards Chestnut Island against the sea breeze.

Sitting in the back seat, Xi Ren listened to the little servant muttering all the way, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

like……

Where...at what time...there is also such a night sky.

It was also this person, standing on a high place, talking to him against the wind.

then……

No then.

Xi Ren pressed the forehead that started to throb.

Probably a side effect of the power explosion, some confusion appeared in his memory.Occasionally, some images would suddenly flash through my mind, arousing empathy, which troubled Xi Ren very much.

He didn't know if it was a hallucination, or an old thing that had happened, he couldn't remember.

But since he woke up, there is one thing that he did not admit wrong, that is, this person named Qin Lu, he has something that he needs, which is very important.

For that's sake, he can barely endure the little servant's chatter, stinginess and kindness.

Early the next morning, it rained heavily on Chestnut Island.The rain on the island is very special, the surrounding area is white, and even the sea has turned into a gray color.

"It's a bit like an island in the far east."

Sitting on the porch, Qin Lu looked at the vast rain outside, and said with emotion.

"Hey, now that it's raining, I have a psychological shadow. When I was on the island in the far east, if Xiaoren hadn't let me enter the temple to avoid the rain, I might have died on the first night."

As he spoke, he poked the dirt in the roasted sweet potato.

"Dirty, before the players came, what were you doing as NPCs?"

What?

Hearing his question, Dirty scratched the hair on the top of his head.

"It didn't do anything."

"NO.17 provided me with dry bread. Although it is not delicious, it will not starve to death. Before you, no one would choose us when the steam festival is open. NO.17 and I have always been free."

Nailin's former residence is called NO.17, which is currently the control center of various functional components on Chestnut Island, connecting the major units of wind power, photovoltaic and sewage treatment plants.

According to Dirty, he also reserved a lot of ports for the equipment that will be introduced in the future. He can see the operation status of the entire Chestnut Island equipment while sitting in the house. Of course, if there is a problem, he still has to go to the site for debugging. It worked. From time to time, Qin Lu could see a small pink electric car speeding past, bringing up grass and leaves all over the sky.

"and after?"

he asked curiously.

"After we left, what happened to those people in Wasteland City?"

"nothing at all."

Dirty thought about it.

"The No. [-] store killed someone, and was thrown into the melting pot at noon the next day, but the city lord died shortly thereafter. The No. [-] store and No. [-] disappeared. The Steam Gendarmerie Department suspected that they were related to the death of the city lord. When I moved The Privy Council is looking for him all over the city."

"The city lord is dead?"

Qin Xiaolu said in surprise.

"How did the city lord die?"

Dirty shrugged.

"do not know."

"It is said that he suddenly became seriously ill on the third night of the ceremony. He wanted to rely on steam plants to survive, but it seemed useless. It is said that when the body was found, the city owner was corroded and rotted into a pile of iron slag. Can't see it."

"But it's not a big deal. They selected a new one after an hour. You know the new city owner. It's the old man wearing the three-layer top hat, the one named Barbaroa."

Having said that, he paused, a look of sadness flashed across his face.

"In fact, it's useless to change anyone, and the final result will not change."

"Wasteland City will become a piece of wasteland sooner or later, there is no way to save it."

But Qin Xiaolu went deeper than he thought.

He was wondering when the wasteland city lord became ill.

On the third night, wasn't that when he repaired the dungeon and Xiaoren regained his power?

No wonder Xiaoren said that when the fragments are recovered, all changes based on power will be restored, and what he said is actually true.

That pile of iron slag... isn't it retribution? !