Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

On the first day of the open beta, [-]:[-] p.m. Earth time.

Three hundred players went online neatly.

Yang Qiu, who sits in the town hall, feels the [-] light spots representing the spiritual link of the earth people, feels that his sanity limit has been stretched a lot, and he feels full of peace of mind...

"It is impossible for me to be in the current state when I resisted the invasion of the tentacles of the ancient gods."

Yang Qiu made himself a cup of milk tea contentedly, and sat in the armchair peacefully enjoying the rare peace of mind.

Although he narrowly passed the test at that time, it does not mean that the tentacles of the ancient gods are so easy to deal with - this kind of tentacles that carry part of the will of the ancient gods of the void are also called "seeds of the ancient gods"; The pollution of the will of the gods will be assimilated and become the envoys of the ancient gods, spreading fear and disaster for the ancient gods in a state of out of control, and turning into a bunch of walking corpses without self-will.

The wise men of this world refuse to admit that those old rulers with distorted wills lost in the void and isolated from the dimension are as famous as gods. On the ancient gods, this is why the "seed of the ancient gods" is also called the tentacles of the ancient gods.

Anyway, no matter what this thing is called, Yang Qiu respects Bumin, he doesn't even have any feeling for gods who are recognized as righteous gods, let alone ancient gods...

"It's a pity that there is no way to prevent players from dying, and it is impossible to keep players online [-]/[-]... Even the 'Hulu' with the highest spiritual power, the longest game time is about [-] hours, and they have to go offline to take a rest once."

Yang Qiu sighed quietly.

As for expanding the number of players... it is not possible at present.

There are too many messy functions added to the branding matrix. The spiritual links of 19 players and [-] aborigines are already the limit. Adding the branding, Yang Qiu's spiritual power can't support this matrix.

Even the chat channels, private chats, and friends list functions that are indispensable to the game, Yang Qiu can only open them when the players have reached the first level on a large scale and can gather the player's mental strength wool to support the operation of the matrix...

"The tentacles of the ancient gods are not popular products, and they cannot emerge at any time. At present... the minimum online is more than 50 people, which is enough as a stable anchor point."

Observed the mental link light spot belonging to Charlie Rex, and confirmed that this old man who was already on the verge of collapse has become more and more stable after the players entered the battle on a large scale. The light spot is much brighter than before, and Yang Qiu, who was not greedy, was relieved.

Even those who have entered the stage of inappropriate people can be saved, and the anchoring effect of the imprint matrix is ​​beyond doubt.

"Next, I want to verify the effect of the matrix on me."

Putting down the milk tea, Yang Qiu calmed down and entered a state of meditation.

The magic trick-meditation is a general trick that concentrates the mind to open up all perceptions and quickly absorb the magic factor. The threshold for using it is extremely low, and ordinary people can also activate it normally with the help of runes.

It is also because of the extremely low threshold for using it, whether it is the territory of humans, or the kingdom of orcs and elves, "meditation" runes are the most severely banned spells.

The reason is very simple, even if one does not call out the names of evil gods, or is deceived by some evil ancient books into cult rituals, and just activates meditation runes to get in touch with magic power, the mental power of ordinary people is not enough to resist the "crazy" in magic power .

When they opened the door to perceive magic with the help of runes, what they gained was not only the power that would make them powerful, but also the terrifying spiritual storm that could make their fragile spirits instantly lost...

Serious spellcasters are very cautious when using meditation to absorb magic power. Many spellcasters even rely on potions to maintain their sanity, let alone ordinary people whose spiritual power is far inferior to spellcasters?

Yang Qiu doesn't know much about the territory of foreign races. In the Nabalon Continent, where humans are the main race, every year, I can hear that a certain idiot in a certain place is obsessed with occultism and uses runes indiscriminately. As a result, he, his whole family and even the neighbors next door are sent away. rumor……

All in all... In this world where the gods are everywhere and the extraordinary is not as good as a dog, power has a price.

Moreover, this price is often too heavy for people to bear.

Ten minutes later, Yang Qiu opened his eyes with joy on his face.

"My hard work is not in vain, the matrix anchor is really powerful!"

The magic power quickly absorbed during meditation is a burden for Yang Qiu. Although he is not as worried about losing control as other spellcasters, he also has to spend his mind to resist the pollution in the magic power.

To use a simple analogy, it's like... a normal spellcaster absorbs magic power, like a person who is short of water while enduring the pain of a strong man while drinking water.

Yang Qiu's words are like being crazily beaten by a group of brats with pillows, while drinking water while enduring nausea... Although it will be much easier than normal spellcasters, the discomfort is for sure, and you will choke if you are not careful. arrive.

And meditating under the blessing of the matrix anchor point, it was as if there was a glass cover between him and the group of crazy brats; not only could he drink water with peace of mind, but he could also watch the crazy ugly behavior of those brats...

"The sprint of the great magician, which has been delayed for 60 years, can be started!"

Yang Qiu excitedly clenched his fists and meditated again...

Another hair...

Another hair...

After four consecutive meditations, Yang Qiu's magic power was so abundant that it overflowed directly, covering his whole body in a layer of faint blue light that seemed to be flying up on the spot...

"Stop, too much is not good."

Yang Qiu shook his head, suppressing the urge to meditate again, took out a handful of fingernail-sized, finely polished bone fragments from the interspatial ring, immersed himself in it, and diligently carved the runes...

These bone fragments are any of the three basic runes of "Primary Meditation", "Primary Battle Roar", and "Primary Wind Control" inscribed on the "game character" after the player has reached the first level. After qualifying to learn "skills", the new skills loaded into the player's "game character" by physical means...

That's right, although a so-called "job transfer tutor" has been arranged, Yang Qiu doesn't expect these players to have the patience to learn serious combat professional skills through the guidance of the job transfer tutor-it really needs to be so hardcore that players can Years are the time unit to learn a certain skill, and these guys will definitely be furious about planning and abandoning the game.

So Yang Qiu can only use cheating methods, by adding hardware to the "player character" by physical means, so that these guys can easily "one-click" initiation...

Runes are the simplest and most violent way to use power. Players who "grow up" with this idea of ​​refining alchemy puppets can only be beaten by one out of ten professional-level powerhouses...

But this doesn't mean that players can't fight - no fear of pain or death, an infinite resurrection army with one hour CD, just ask who else!

After more than an hour, Yang Qiu finished carving the bone fragments he grabbed, and the overflowing magic power was almost consumed.

After taking a breath, he paused his work and made another cup of milk tea, Yang Qiu vaguely felt that something was not harmonious.

He quickly immersed himself in the branding matrix...

"In almost two hours of game time, not a single player died? Have these guys changed their sex??"

Yang Qiu was amazed to peek at the gang of the fourth natural disaster through the branded light spots...

Then he found that, except for a very small number of maverick players who pursued excellence, [-]% of the fourth natural disasters were actively moving bricks in various large construction sites.

Although this was originally driven by Yang Qiu's single-handed management, seeing such a spectacular upsurge in moving bricks, Yang Qiu still feels a sense of accomplishment...

"A high-level NPC needs 5000 prestige to become friendly, and the real strength of fifty hours of game time is to move bricks. Even if the liver emperor desperately brushes, the limit of 24 hours a day, [-] hours of game time is used for liver prestige, the first batch Players who meet the bidding requirements also need to live for at least three days."

The limit usage time of [-] hours per Earth day is clearly marked on the helmet. If the total online time exceeds this limit in a single day, you will be kicked out of the game and unable to log in.

The reason for adding such a restriction is mainly because Yang Qiu is afraid of encountering the kind of Erbi who is obviously exhausted from playing but just refuses to go offline to take a rest... His game was originally open for players to play on the sidelines. If you kill someone, you will be forced to check the water meter and be banned forcibly.

The arm cannot be twisted against the thigh, it is easy to fracture...

"In three days, those who can afford to spend money will try their best to snatch the copper coins produced by the players into their hands, and in turn motivate idlers who have nothing to do to move bricks... until the end of the National Day holiday, there is no need to worry about the online rate."

"After this wave of brick-moving craze is over...the hidden missions have to be released in time."

Through the branding matrix, Yang Qiu comfortably scanned the online players one by one, giving priority to the 26 players whose potential value (spiritual power) was over forty.

Most of these 26 people are moving bricks, including his elder sister Yang Ying...

Yang Ying seems to have met two little friends in the game, and they have been acting together with these two friends during the online time, and now the three of them are staying at the No. [-] zombie NPC in the southeast of the town to do tasks hard.

"My sister has met a wise player."

Seeing that the three of Yang Ying chose this zombie NPC to brush copper coins, Yang Qiu came to such a conclusion.

It's not that Yang Qiu thinks that the old sister has no IQ, but that his old sister is the kind of person who doesn't care about details when it doesn't involve issues of principle...

The mission issued by zombie No. [-] is to clean up the river. It seems to be similar to the missions issued by other zombie NPCs. The gravel and silt produced during the river course can be used as task items for the task of "collecting building materials" and handed over to No. [-] zombie not far from No. [-] zombie.

In other words, they can complete three tasks in the time it takes for others to complete two tasks.

Seeing Yang Ying and the two female players chatting happily while working hard on the task, Yang Qiu was relieved a lot, and turned his attention to other places again.

The three veterans of the closed beta are also moving bricks, giving me medicine and fighting on the construction site hosted by Tuttle. Vanilla Pudding, who was originally gaining the reputation of the warrior mentor, ran to clear the zombie NPC task like a wonderful pen.

Vanilla Pudding is also very good at playing. Not only did he find an NPC that is not less cost-effective than Zombie No. [-], he also called a group of players who are probably fans of him to move bricks with him...

As soon as Yang Qiu cast his gaze, he heard a player expressing his loyalty to the vanilla pudding: "Don't worry, Mr. Cao, the copper coins we swipe are only sold to your friends, and absolutely not to anyone else."

Yang Qiu: "..."

Okay... Although the potential value of this young man named Qin Guan is a bit low, he does have the aura of being a boss among the players. Yang Qiu reckons that this young man will definitely be the first to pull the team together if the guild is opened. people.

"However, the organization formed by professional powerhouses in this world is not called a guild... The player team form that is open after the conditions are met is still called a league. Do as the Romans do."

Those named after "tuan" are either mercenaries or thieves, and those named after "hui" are either gangster-related organizations or cult sects; most decent organizations (or superficially decent) will avoid these two naming methods .

For example, the Alchemists Association of alchemists is a gangster organization...

The organization formed by decent spellcasters is called "Mage Tower".

The organization formed by decent walkers is called "Shadow of Gale Wind".

The various legal armed forces established by official organizations in various places, the large ones are called "armies" and the small ones are called "teams"; the officially recognized civilian legal armed forces are all kinds of "alliances".

Although the player boss in the fantasy background game is called the lord of the game, it is a bit of a joke, but Yang Qiu has proclaimed himself the lord of the Tarantan Wasteland. In name, he belongs to the legal civilian armed player group in his territory. It is more appropriate to call him "Alliance". ——Talantan faces the Kingdom of Rhine on the left and the Principality of Shiga on the right. It is inevitable that players will encounter these two countries in the "mid-game stage".

As for whether the neighbors of the two human countries can accept these undead players, Yang Qiu is not worried.

As long as this group of fourth natural disasters can turn around the Church of the Sun who heard the news a few times, it will not be difficult to solve the legality of Lord Tarantan; whether the neighbors are undead or not is not a problem at all...

After watching for a while how Qin Guan boldly lures players to play gold with him, Yang Qiu turned his attention to the third person he was concerned about.

ID "Hulu", game No. 54 with an initial potential value of 56 and increased to 1 after a day of playing, right now... is active in a hidden basement somewhere in the town of exile.

"You can actually find this place, as expected of No. 1 in the game." Looking at this player who patiently and carefully rummaged through the sundries in the basement, Yang Qiu couldn't help sighing.

This player only logged in an hour and a half after starting the server. Excluding the off-line meal and rest time, during the nearly [-] hours of online game time, he only did one quest to get a novice outfit.

Those who have the conditions to climb Mount Everest must not be ordinary people. It is understandable that Yang Qiu, who looks down on the three melons and two dates of moving bricks, does not even lose the reputation of a job-changing instructor. This operation is a bit embarrassing...

Although he didn't complete the task, the player was not idle. He ran all over the less than 1.5 square kilometers of the exile town. The big mouse in the south that was used to prevent the player from running out of the valley also went there. Well, it was there too. A big mouse contributed a piece of blood there...

So far, the number of players who died in the hands of that big mouse is only a lot more than the number of players killed by NPCs.

When Yang Qiu used the special price of 9 yuan and 9 pieces of frozen chicken breast to hook this big mouse from outside the valley, and used black magic to trap it in the south of the town to watch the gate, he never thought that this demonized mouse could kill so much...

In short... Ou Hulu is a player with a completely different style of painting from other players, and he seems to be more interested in increasing the number of brushes than exploring the background of the game. He is very persistent in hoping to discover things that other players have not discovered. Something is indeed a suitable candidate to trigger the hidden mission and slowly bring out Yang Qiu's "deep game background" that he has shown his skill in.

But Yang Qiu didn't intend to let Ouhulu be the triggerer of this hidden mission.

Because this guy is not a "player" - you don't want to do the mindless brick-moving task but you can trigger hiding. If other players think that this is the metaphysics that triggers hiding, then what the hell is the reconstruction of the exile town Yang Qiu Who do I have to count on? !

The precipice can't let this atmosphere be brought up!

We can get along well only if we are willing to move bricks!

Yang Qiu shifted his gaze expressionlessly, and looked at the most active brick-moving king in the game.

There is no doubt that the most active player in the game is the studio boss with the ID "eight in one mouth".

This candidate is also...unscientific.

It is true that Yang Qiu likes studios that work hard to move bricks, but letting the studio take the lead will not have a good impact on the atmosphere of the game.

Silently shifting his gaze again, Yang Qiu set his sights on the non-studio player with the most active mission.

One of the three veterans of the closed beta, who is sweating and struggling on the construction site hosted by Tuttle, gave me medicine.

Vanilla Pudding needs to shoot video material, run around to be a guide and organizer for his passerby fans, and Miaobi Shenghua travels around to do tasks, neither of which gave me the motivation to take medicine.

"Okay...it's up to you." Yang Qiu narrowed his eyes, "If this auction is over and you can still maintain this enthusiasm for the mission, you will be the No.1 hidden mission trigger."

Yang Qiu, who didn't feel at all that he was shamelessly operating in secret, got up calmly, left the town hall, and summoned the undead horse to be released as an auction item.

And then... this guy rode the undead horse, and walked around the various large construction sites in a leisurely and unhurried manner.

Wherever they go, whether they are busy moving bricks or busy chatting and hanging out, the sound of "fucking" is everywhere.

To be able to stand out from the thousands of skeletal creatures in the Dimensional Demon Realm, and be selected by Yang Qiu, a high-ranking black magician, as a transport mount, this undead horse in black iron armor, zombified flesh, and cold purple eyes in its eyes must be very good. Handsome, very handsome, super handsome...

When Yang Qiu rode an undead horse to the big construction site presided over by the knight mentor, the dozen or so players who worked hard to gain the reputation of the knight mentor seemed to have longing little hands in their eyes...

If it weren't for the fact that the undead couldn't saliva, players who wanted to play the death knight could drown themselves with just saliva.

Jerome, the knight instructor, was a handsome guy with a big beard who could still see his features. He was not only handsome, but also very humble and polite. When he saw Yang, the black magician who provided them with meals, he immediately got up, took off his straw hat and bowed. Salute: "Good day, Mr. Yang."

"Good day, Jerome." Yang Qiu nodded back with a smile, got off his horse, led the undead horse to Jerome, and handed him the rein, "I'll hand over the undead horse to you, I hope you can Find a good new owner for it."

After handing over the reins, Yang Qiu took off the crystal ball tied with animal tendons on his wrist, and handed it to Jerome: "This is the crystal for summoning undead horses. With it, even people who don't know the summoning spell can freely summon the horse."

Jerome swallowed, said yes, and took the reins and summoning crystal...

It is not uncommon for summoned creatures to appear in the trading market. Demon creatures that are rarely seen by ordinary people are not rare for high-level black magicians who can freely travel through the devil world.

But Jerome still didn't understand why Yang asked him to be in charge of the distribution of the horse... He could see that Yang, who wanted to take the Tarantan Wasteland as his own, was ambitious Training (?) the tame but unexpectedly spiritual undead into a more reliable and effective army of undead, but this should be a matter of showing strength and buying the heart of the undead, why didn't Yang do it himself?

It doesn't matter if you don't understand it or not, Jerome, who knows how to figure out the mentality of the superior, still has good eyesight... and tied the reins of the undead horse to the bulletin board.

Yang Qiu appreciatively glanced at this bearded handsome guy, yes, he didn’t need to explain anything, he came here on a horse to swagger through the city just to let the undead appreciate the heroic appearance of this undead horse, he was not so stupid as to pretend Advocately use the summoning crystal to send the undead horse back to the Dimensional Demon Realm.

"You will have to work hard these few days, work hard, I am optimistic about you." Yang Qiu patted Jerome on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Come to the town hall to find me later, I need your advice on something."

Jerome automatically translated Yang Qiu's words into "come to the town hall to receive benefits after get off work" in his mind, and smiled shyly.

As soon as Yang Qiu left, the players who earned the reputation of the knight instructor immediately rushed forward, taking all-round screenshots of this handsome black horse from various angles...

There are not so many players who want to play knights. Most of the players who work hard to gain reputation come to resell the auction rights after qualifying for the bidding. The more attractive the undead horse is, the more bosses they want, the more they can take advantage of it. This opportunity earns hard money!

Time gradually passed, and soon it was eleven o'clock in the evening on the earth time. Some Liver Emperor players who had been online for nearly twelve hours (earth time) in a single day were driven by the disconnection prompts that could not be swiped to the screen, and hurried back to the resurrection point to log off .

Because the game time has reached the point when the high-level NPCs are off work, the knight instructors & ranger instructors will no longer issue tasks. Players who are eager to grab the right to bid and have not reached the limit of online time have also returned to the resurrection point to go offline and prepare to recharge their batteries. Rest well and fight again.

Hal settled the mission rewards for the last two players, took all the mission props back into the tent, picked up some food, and went to find his most trusted friend, Tuttle.

The players here in Tuttle had already left, and when they saw Hal coming over, they waved and said, "Is your side clear?"

"It's clean. Compared with yesterday's nightmarish experience, today is really much easier." Hal said relaxedly.

The two greeted each other and sat down on the open space in front of the Tuttle tent, set fire to a pot, and threw instant noodles, dried vegetables, starchy ham sausage and other ingredients into the pot.

Not long after, Pan Xi, the treasure expert who was also in charge of the planned construction site of the Walker Guild, also came to have a "dinner" with the two of them, carrying a bag of food.

After exchanging pleasantries as usual, Hal lowered his voice and said, "You know that Yang handed over the undead horse to Jerome?"

"I know, those noisy undead have mentioned that undead horse countless times in the past two hours, I can't wait to smash their trembling jaws." Pan Xi, the treasure expert, said violently.

Hal and Tuttle were very free for half a day, and he was the only one whose head was about to explode from the noise of those undead who obviously had no tongue but were still chattering.

Tuttle didn't respond, he hesitated to speak.

"Don't get me wrong, old brother, I don't think Jerome will betray us, he is also our brother, I trust him." Hal immediately defended himself.

"Of course, Hal." Tuttle nodded quickly.

Pan Xi froze for a moment, turned her eyes back and forth between the two companions, and did not complain again.

Pansy, who has a somewhat irritable personality, is not stupid. An idiot can't become a treasure expert. He realized it in just a few words—their leader Hal, because of his status as the leader, was taken over by the black magician Yang. Anxiety instead.

The three people around the bonfire fell silent.

This weird atmosphere made Hal very uncomfortable... When the "Holy Crow" was about to lose its last territory, he really wanted to find a big tree to shelter him from the wind and rain, and he was ready to bow down to someone Prepare—but what he can accept is that the "Holy Crow" is attached to a certain reliable tree, but he cannot accept that this big tree reaches into the "Holy Crow"!

After a while, Tuttle took the initiative to break the silence, and said quietly: "I think... I think the black magician Yang is much more interested in those undead than in us."

Hal froze for a moment.

Then, the former bandit leader with a neatly trimmed beard couldn't hide the embarrassment on his face even if he clenched his cheeks...

Isn’t it—arranging them to take on inexplicable duties to find work for those undead, give those undead coins, whether it’s the "deceitful orb" released by Pansy’s hand, or the undead horse released by Jerome’s hand. Well, in fact, it was Yang who was trying his best to win over those dirty skeletons that came out of the ground!

In contrast, these people were just arranged for housing, distributed food, and told children to do things that are not easy to make mistakes-every step was clearly arranged in the branding matrix, and they didn't even need to use their brains move!

"Ah, it's ready, let's eat quickly." Pansy picked up the plate.

"Yeah, it's really delicious." Tuttle, who poked Hal's pride, changed the subject in coordination, and actively picked up a fork to fork instant noodles for the two companions.

With great difficulty, Hal suppressed the shame and annoyance, and forced a smile: "It's very fragrant, very fragrant..."

Several players who were going offline at the resurrection point passed by the side path and smelled a familiar smell. They looked at the NPC who was sitting around having a meal in surprise.

"Hey, is there something wrong with my sense of smell setting? Why do I smell like an NPC eating instant noodles?"

"You smell instant noodles too? Fuck, it really smells like instant noodles?!"

"Really, NPC eats instant noodles??"

These players turned a direction curiously, and approached the NPC who was having dinner.

The three NPCs who seemed to be sitting, eating, drinking and chatting leisurely turned their heads together, and the six bloodshot eyes looked at the group of players with murderous intent and incomparable ferocity.

Players: "..."

"It feels like I'll be chopped if I get close to it, hey...?" Player A asked suspiciously, "What's going on, why are these NPCs so murderous?"

Player B had a brain hole: "Could it be something that can't be seen in their pot? Anyway, I don't think it's instant noodles."

"Go take a look, go and take a look, we are going offline anyway, if we die, we die!" Player C said nonchalantly.

After a few seconds.

"Die, filthy undead—!!"

"NPC Nima is really eating instant noodles! There must be something wrong with this game!!"

A few more players who had returned to the resurrection point and went offline passed nearby, saw three NPCs yelling and chasing and killing the players, and hurriedly walked away...

Earth time is October 2019, [-], the penultimate day of the National Day holiday.

At six o'clock in the morning, many people struggled to get out of bed, or unlocked their mobile phones, or turned on their computers, and logged on to the same web page.

"The pictures/videos I took yesterday are finally available for download!"

Players from all over the country cheered in unison.

Then... In just two hours, all kinds of screenshots/short videos of the "Outsider World" game were uploaded by these players who have been playing like crazy for a day and have been holding back all day to the social networking site with a certain popularity on the Huaxia Internet. ...

A few days ago, the video of vanilla pudding went viral, and was sprayed out of the circle, and it has been annoyed twice, which attracted the attention of many passers-by; Some netizens who were not originally gamers also took a second look at it out of curiosity...then the enthusiasm suddenly came up.

The popularity at the beginning made people laugh and cry, because VR games are too small, and these blowout screenshots/videos are really difficult for ordinary people to connect with the game. "What kind of movie is "Alien World"? Is it a domestic film? The CG is awesome."

I don't know how many "Alien" players sprayed soy milk after seeing this hottest question...

Obviously, players don't have the patience to explain to netizens what "Alien World" is. Many people went to the game to move bricks after posting. Created a movie promotion campaign.

It wasn't until noon that the Internet writer with the pseudonym Miaobi Shenghua posted a small paper with pictures and texts on Weibo, which was quickly forwarded to the entire Internet by relying on his popularity in the Internet circle, and this misunderstanding was resolved...

"Hi everyone, I am Miaobi Shenghua.

A few days ago, a certain financial tycoon's "fake black technology game to deceive Chinese people's feelings & cut leeks from foreign investors" became popular for a while, attracting many onlookers who didn't know the truth to criticize the black-hearted production team, and made my friend vanilla pudding black as a fraudster's precursor At that time, because I had no strong evidence at hand to defend my friend, I could only keep silent.

Today, I can finally prove to all netizens with strong evidence: my friend Vanilla Pudding is by no means an unscrupulous anchor with bad money and money, and has never dealt with scammers and economic criminals.

The game "Alien World" is a real, ultra-era VR online game developed by the Chinese production team. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a black technology. The following are the player characters and human NPCs in the game that I personally took screenshots in the game screenshot of .The picture has not undergone any post-processing, and it challenges any detection tools. The live video is appended at the end of the article. "

Below this passage, Miaobi Shenghua took several photos from the first perspective.

The first one is of course a "group photo" of more than 200 players crowding together at the birth point when the server was opened for internal testing. The skeletons with full marks for realism and their own unique age patterns can't see their expressions, but their movements are very clear. It is very vivid, and it can be seen that the screenshot is by no means static.

What's next... It's the first time to experience the holographic real-scene game players running wildly on the streets of the exile town... Miaobi Shenghua also specially took a super weird photo of the scattered players picking up their own bones in embarrassment.

Finally, there are frontal screenshots of a bunch of high-level NPCs—in order to capture the clear frontal faces of these NPCs, Miaobi Shenghua was unable to take care of the mission for half the day yesterday.

"Players can only create undead characters. This setting may be some kind of insistence of the production team. I believe that the production team should give us a reasonable explanation on the game background after the main task is released. From the super detailed version released so far From the perspective of advanced NPC models, the production team is fully capable of making character models that absolutely meet the requirements of players.

Not only character modeling, scene details, day and night changes, and even the life details of NPCs, the production team is very careful. If the players don't know that they are playing the game, they may think that they have traveled to a real alien world and become a real world. undead.

I am also considered an old player who has played games for more than ten years. I have played a lot of PC and console games at home and abroad. "Alien World" is the most attentive, immersive, and self-developed engine I have ever seen. The game - the reason why I think the game engine is self-developed by the production team is because there is no second game in the world that has a little trace of "Alien".

Facts speak louder than words. I believe that now that the content of "Alien World" is becoming more and more open and transparent, there should be no one who insists that this is a scam, and I also believe that no one will hold it anymore. According to the dirty water poured on my friend.

Unless... this person has ulterior motives. "

This small essay by Miaobi Shenghua seems to have said nothing at first glance. You have to think about it carefully to understand how many hidden meanings this internet writer has hidden between the lines...

What is the reason why a purely domestic black-tech VR game produced by a domestic production team was hacked by the entire Internet?

The true taste comes from careful tasting.

Taking advantage of the time to go offline for lunch, I took 5 minutes to write out the wonderful pen of this small paper, and opened Weibo to read the reply before going online.

Countless people helped @that financial boss in the comments, but the financial boss didn't reply.

Miaobi smiled triumphantly, turned off Weibo, put on the helmet and entered the game.

Two hours later, Ke Jingguo, an academician of the Institute of Brain Science of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, who was busy in the laboratory, received a call from the leader.

"Old Ke... Has the current brain science progressed to the point where you can use brain waves to play games?" On the other end of the phone, the leader's tone was very uncertain.

"Are you kidding me!" Academician Ke was not polite at all just because the other party was the leader.

The leader was silent for a while, then quietly said: "Check your mailbox."

"I'll look back."

"You watch it now."

Academician Ke has a straightforward temper, but it's not good to confront the leader because of such a small matter. He hung up the phone and didn't rush back to the laboratory. He turned on the computer impatiently to check the email.

What the leader asked the secretary to send him was a collection of so-called "brain wave control games" recorded videos from different perspectives and edited from videos uploaded by multiple players.

Academician Ke: "??"

Academician Ke quickly took out his mobile phone, called back the leader's phone, and yelled at the top of his voice when he got through: "Who made this?! Which country's scientists??"

On the other side of the phone, the leader was silent for a long, long time...