Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

October [-], Earth time, ten o'clock in the morning.

A seemingly low-key convoy drove into a research institute hidden among mountains in Province G. After completing the handover with the person in charge of the institute, a group of soldiers in training uniforms swiftly took the patients' beds brought by the convoy to life. Keep the equipment lifted into the room.

This group of patients was sent by a vegetative sanatorium in G province. There were many medical staff who came with the patients. After the patients were settled, the medical staff were called to the second meeting room of the research institute to listen to the report issued by the research institute. Report.

These party members, doctors and nurses who were temporarily notified and were forced to participate in a certain plan by the superior department, on the way here, no one could tell what the leaders planned for them to do; until they met the researchers in this mysterious research institute The doctors and nurses suddenly realized, and immediately became excited—all experts in the fields of brain science and neuroscience. Could it be that domestic medical research on the pathology of vegetative people has made a breakthrough? !

…Until seeing those weird motorcycle helmets, these new doctors and nurses thought that what they could see and apply to patients would be some kind of large medical device, or some kind of new drug...

In short... when the doctors and nurses saw that these experts actually used these "equipment" which were motorcycle helmets, and "weared and used" them on time and on time for patients with impaired consciousness who were divided into batches according to the time of coma, one by one The skin is pumping...

"This...Director Lu, what is this...?" The dean of the nursing home, a doctor with a lot of clinical experience although his thesis is poor, couldn't help looking at the director of the research institute and the director of the Brain Intelligence Center with probing eyes. Lu Yiyun.

Lu Yiyun didn't talk nonsense, he just stuffed a patient's medical records to the dean, and took him to see the patient...

"Gong Minglan, 19 years old, a survivor of a major car accident in K Province in June this year, fell into a coma due to a brain collision, and has been in a coma for four months and eight days." Across the window of the observation room, Lu Yiyun pointed to the The patient introduced to the dean, "After taking a special treatment plan, we can see that the patient's micro-EEG can respond to the names of relatives, hometown, school, and even the names of classmates and teachers from the perspective of language-level tracking of neural responses. Our judgment is , the patient's cognitive and sensory nerves have recovered to a certain extent, and the recovery status of the consciousness level is predicted to be good."

The dean went through the patient's brainwave imaging records, and was so excited that he almost couldn't speak.

Lu Yiyun's expression was not so relaxed, and he still frowned: "We only have seven helmets that can be used for treatment, and according to the observations so far, the shorter the coma period, the greater the effect... Dean Gu , please forgive our difficulties."

Before Dean Gu had time to say what he said, Lu Yiyun blocked him back, he was stunned, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

It means that the limited treatment methods can only be used as much as possible for the patients who are most likely to be cured...

Lu Yiyun knew that the dean who had been in the clinical treatment of vegetative patients for many years was unwilling to do so, so he handed him a thick document bag: "Patients whose consciousness has been impaired for more than a certain number of years, even if special treatment plans are adopted, the micro-brain wave imaging will still be difficult. Nothing has changed ... we really did our best."

One helmet was destroyed during dismantling, and one helmet was "wasted" by Lu Yiyun trying it on. After Ji Tang allocated one helmet, the remaining seven helmets have been concentrated for clinical trials on patients.

As long as there are patients with subtle brainwave reactions in the process of wearing the helmet, the expert group has not given up, and has been trying to wear the experiment on time and on time, hoping that the subtle mental stimulation produced by the helmet will play a role in the recovery of the patient. However, for patients who do not respond to micro-EEG after wearing a helmet, the expert group is really powerless.

Human souls cannot be seen by earthlings.Human beings have so far explored the realm of spirit and soul, but have stopped at the research on the neuron response of the human brain.

The expert group could not understand the principle behind the operation of the indestructible device in the helmet, and why it can have a positive stimulating effect on the microwaves of human brain neurons, but this does not prevent the expert group from trying their best to put this " Use the means of "special treatment" to contribute to human medicine.

Every year in China, about 10 people fall into a coma due to craniocerebral trauma, stroke, hypoxic-ischemic encephalopathy and other diseases, and then enter a state of long-term disturbance of consciousness. It goes without saying that there is an urgent need for domestic treatment in this field.

The sobriety of every patient means that a family can be saved.

It is precisely because of this urgent need that the expert group not only blocked the peeping of the "target" by any domestic collective, but also adopted the most conservative "no contact" strategy.

The reason is very simple. Based on the information and understanding of the "target" currently available to the expert group, even the most unsophisticated people can find that the "target" seems to be quite casual (willful), rather eclectic (blind chicken) nonsense), abnormal people whose mental age fluctuates between young and old (they have the playful mentality of young people, but are very calm, and they are better than fugitives who have been fugitives for many years).

On top of that, the target's materialistic needs are fairly low even by the standards of the common man.

Three-year-olds know how to fake cry and blackmail their parents to ask for benefits, but the "target", who holds "black technology" that exceeds the current technological level of the earth, does not take any profit-seeking behavior, and even insists on the "game" of "management" non-profit.

Under such comprehensive considerations, the expert group came to a unified analysis opinion as follows:

One: The behavior of the "goal" should be carried out around an unknown "specific purpose" that limits the needs of the "goal" itself.

Two: This "specific purpose" does not conflict with the purpose of the expert group to apply helmets to the medical field.

Three: This "specific purpose" is very important to the target, so important that the target ignores all external temptations.

This conclusion gave everyone in the expert group a headache, and it also made the expert group's psychological description of the "target" more confusing - even Yin Zhengliang, an expert in related fields in the expert group and a professor of criminal psychology at Huaxia Public Security University, did not dare to shoot. Chest test whether this guy is a scheming and cunning person, or a young man with an empty mind and nothing to think about...

In short... No matter what the purpose of the "target" is, for the expert group, it is the safest choice to stabilize the other party as much as possible and let the other party stay in the country with peace of mind.

The expert group needs to maintain a stable cooperation with this mysterious "target" at the current stage, and slowly find out the route and method that neither party rejects during the cooperation, so as to gradually expand the cooperation space. Under this general principle, the expert group will try its best to satisfy The other party's demands within a reasonable range.

Of course, in case the "target" is planning something wrong, and when the time comes, he will suddenly show up... Well, the [-] mountains in Province G are a good place to hide sophisticated weapons, and the ground troops have already transferred several regiments Practicing and practicing in the mountains around Anshi...

Yang Qiu didn't know that the small private house he rented was under satellite surveillance around the clock, and he didn't even know that his usual coordinates had appeared on some confidential documents...

Of course, Yang Qiu didn’t care even if he knew about it. He was very satisfied with the countermeasures and policies developed by the expert group specifically for him, and he didn’t even think about making troubles on the earth—a stage as big as another world is not enough. What's the matter with jumping?

When the scientific faction of the expert group cooperated with clinical experts to study the principle and law of the positive stimulation of the "special treatment" method on patients, Yang Qiu was sitting quietly in the town hall of the exile town with a cup of flower and fruit tea, observing Authentic players.

In the tunnel, a player just failed the "spiritual test" assessment. While scolding the dog planner, he squatted down with his head in his arms. The player's relatives and friends were surrounding him.

Yang Qiu was as steady as an old dog, calmly looking at the next challenger.

The player with the ID "Phantom" on his head was a little nervous after seeing his good friend fail, but he still walked firmly into the "examination room", a huge magic circle with a very fantasy style.

About half a minute later, Phantom yelled "Damn", and stepped back with her head in her hands...

Yang Qiu remained expressionless, and turned his attention to the next challenger, who has repeatedly challenged and failed repeatedly...

Ou Hulu is the first echelon to earn Yang Qiu's friendship reputation.

Brilliant pens make flowers, entropy does not increase, hard work will win (Jiang Wei) is the second echelon.

Phantom and Mingfeng, who have not upgraded as fast as the previous few, are the third echelon.

And until the third echelon, the two good friends who played with Brother Lahong and also worked hard in the breakthrough mission of "The Birth of the Undead Race", earned enough reputation to start doing the mission, the first two echelons still failed to complete the mission "Magic Apprentice Transfer - First Kill" achievement...

I won’t mention how many cute and crying posts Ouhulu has posted, but the friends who are brilliant and have no entropy, and who love to fight to win, all angrily posted more than N appealing posts on the player forum to complain for their friends and complain about the unfairness of the job transfer task .

Among them, his elder sister Yang Ying was also included... One mouthful and one dog planned, and the cheating production team sprayed thieves, making Yang Qiu dumbfounded.

Well, Yang Qiu really can't explain it, and he really can't lower the difficulty.

The magic power of this world is poisonous, even if the players just project their souls over through the branding matrix and stay on the earth safely, they will not be infected by the crazy factor in the magic power, but as long as they use meditation to absorb The magic power will definitely be disturbed.

Because the player is just a projected projection, the negative impact of magic power on the player is actually similar to being disgusted when watching a B-level movie or being scared when watching a horror movie, but it is also a non-positive impact after all. Therefore, before these players who want to play the game can transfer to learn (implant) professional skills, they must pass the test.

The principle of the test is very simple to put it bluntly. Yang Qiu set up a visual deception circle in the tunnel that illusionists are good at (the source of the magic powder is the big leaf vine raised by the players who brushed his reputation), and input a certain amount of Magic power, using magic power and the visual deception circle that illusionists use to make troubles to achieve an inner loop, and put in his self-made exam questions: "Random Arrangement of 100 Questions Second Selection Impact" with a very high refresh rate, which is similar to serious spiritual pollution Battle".

When players activate the "primary meditation" in the tunnel according to the task requirements, the same abundant spiritual pollution in the abundant magic power will mercilessly impact the player's sensory nerves, allowing the player to answer questions instinctively in seconds under high pressure.

The questions are of course very simple. For example, the player Phantom who failed the challenge just now randomly got 100 questions. The first question is a picture of a strong man grabbing a child's lollipop, allowing the player to choose who to help...

The second question, when the mobs burn, kill and loot in the street, should they immediately notify the sheriff or join them?

The third question, when the old man falls, should he go to help him or immediately rush over and step on his feet?

The fourth question, when the little kid is sitting on the side of the road eating snacks, do you rush over to snatch the snacks from the little kid and throw them on the ground before stepping on them for the little kid to see?

... and so on.

As long as you are not born anti-social, or have a sick family environment, and a normal elementary school student, you can easily solve the 100 questions. If you let a normal earth person do this set of questions in other environments, you will probably gain a lot. He rolled his eyes, and wondered if the person who wrote the question was out of his mind.

However, it is not so easy to correctly answer these 100 brain-damaged questions under the pressure of high-density mental pollution. Players need to have a certain degree of stress resistance, and they can also stay awake in a high-pressure environment & strong mental interference. Choose wisely and correctly.

So far... the one with the highest progress in the challenge is Ouhulu. In the last challenge, this player successfully reached the 81st question, and he broke down at the 82nd question. very much looking forward to.

The "spiritual experiment" that can only be seen when standing in the visual deception circle researched by the old Yinbi of the illusionists, the calm and tense Ouhulu bears high pressure and endures the noise interference of mental pollution (player fact I can’t understand the language of magic and other worlds, and I can communicate with NPCs because both parties are in the branding matrix, so unknown whispers are like noises with strong emotional appeal to the players), quickly do with the topic.

Sixty questions... Seventy questions... Seventy-five questions...

Queuing up next to him waiting for the challenge, he won a few with only his entropy not increasing and his hard work. All his attention was focused on Ou Hulu who had not failed while standing steadily for more than two and a half minutes.

The time limit for answering brain-damaged multiple-choice questions in the experiment is two seconds, and the number of seconds you can stand in it is equivalent to answering half of the questions correctly.

As Ouhulu persisted for longer, the phantom and Mingfeng who had just failed couldn't help but look over.

Three and a half minutes later, the body of the Hulu Skull standing in the formation trembled, and with a cracking sound, the mandible pulled down, revealing a terrifying smile that the players had already seen...

"Boss! Please teach me!" The wonderful pen bloomed & the entropy did not increase, and immediately rushed forward and hugged his thigh.

In the town hall, Yang Qiu, who was really worried that the players would give up the glorious profession of Faye, also showed a gratified smile...

"very good."

Yang Qiu put down his teacup and got up, took out a bag full of magic powder poured by the sweat of the players from the much richer space ring, and sprinkled it around his chair.

The magic circles of the illusionist are very easy to use, but he, the black magic line, needs to consume magic powder if he wants to cross the system...

After setting up a miniature version of the magic circle, another "Yang Qiu" appeared on the chair.

Constructing a specific light and shadow to create a projection with an array, and leaving a mental imprint inside the projection, the caster can also manipulate the projection through the imprint link. As long as there is no actual contact, this projection is no different from a real person—so all illusionists are Lao Yinbi, these guys can even create projections to replace themselves for a long time, so that the guys who want to assassinate them can't even find their real bodies.

Leaving the projection to deal with the players, Yang Qiu collected the magic powder, opened the subspace enchantment to hide his figure, left the town hall, and summoned the undead horse—not as handsome as the one released for the players to compete with before—and left generously small town.

After riding a horse in the wilderness for a short time, Ouhulu came down to hand in the task surrounded by players, so Yang Qiu took the time to control his own projection, and gave Ouhulu a baptism of job change—in fact, It is to create a long dialogue plot to force Oluga to stand still, and then manually implant the magic runes that can be learned by changing the profession of "Magic Apprentice" into the player character.

No matter which profession is changed, the last link must be to go to the town hall to "accept the baptism blessing of the resurrection mentor of the undead race", which is the reason...

While hurrying, while dealing with the players, Yang Qiu crossed the western part of the Tarantan Wasteland in about ten hours and came to the Principality of Shiga further west.

In the choice of "civilian NPC", Yang Qiu is still willing to choose the Principality of Shiga, who believes in the goddess of prosperity, compared to the citizens of the Rhine Kingdom who believe in the lady of gold coins... The worship of gods in this world still has a great influence on believers. Starting from the unscrupulous Rhine Kingdom, the Duchy of Shiga has a good reputation at 01:30.

Of course, the main reason why the Prosperity Goddess has a good reputation is that this righteous god likes to squat inland and never sends divine envoys to run around... The range of activities of divine envoys is quite large, and it is always inevitable to be like the gold coin lady. If you compete with other righteous gods, your reputation will not be so good.

The Principality of Shiga, which is dominated by farming people, also has a fairly developed handicraft industry and low-end manufacturing industry. It is a must-go place for caravans from several surrounding countries. In summer, the border cities of the Principality of Shiga are always very lively.

Well, this refers to the border cities near the Sorensen Mountains and border cities in other directions. If you switch to the side facing the Tarantan Wilderness, there will be no decent towns on almost the entire border...

In the east of Shiga Principality, the most popular small town, Camor, is home to almost all the small and medium landlords (country nobles) within a hundred miles and the servants who serve these rural nobles.

Yang Qiu disbanded his mount not far from the outside of the town, maintained the subspace barrier, and calmly passed through the city gate in front of the patrolling soldiers outside Camor Town and entered the town.

Due to the relatively high density of "high-class people", the atmosphere in Camol Town is quite good, and the spirit is quite civilized. The laughter of young girls can be heard from the carriages passing by on the main road, and most of the pedestrians walking on the side of the road Relaxed, well-spoken, well-dressed ladies with long skirts covering their ankles can be found everywhere; the streets are clean and refreshing, and there is almost no garbage in conspicuous places, and the shops facing the street dare to use large pieces of glass with a high degree of purity as their windows. The products that ordinary people may not be able to afford after saving for a few months are generously displayed.

If Yang Qiu hadn't just passed through a few villages where the farmers were not fully clothed, Yang Qiu would have been able to speak for the image of the country's citizens as the townspeople of Camerle Town...

Turn into the back alley, and within 2 minutes of walking, you will not see well-dressed gentlemen and ladies with long skirts covering their ankles.

Narrow and winding labyrinth-like alleys, low-rise and dense houses, stinky waste water always accumulates in the low places paved with stone slabs, and the patched skirts of the women sitting and chatting under the eaves of their houses can only barely cover it. knee.

Going deeper for a few minutes, the pavement has no stone slabs, only mud that has been soaked by rain and repeatedly trampled out of various potholes. The red brick houses have become a minority, and more houses have been replaced by wooden shacks.

On the roofs of all the wooden shacks and the open space near the river, long drying racks are pulled out with wooden stakes and ropes to dry cloth of different lengths.

The weaving industry is an industry that the non-"upper class" townspeople in Camerle Town rely on for their livelihood.

The climate of Camor is similar to that of Tarantan, with hot summer, abundant sunlight and large temperature difference between day and night, which is just suitable for the growth of cotton.

In order to grow cotton more efficiently, the Camor nobles who own the land formed an alliance long ago, and adopted various means to seize the land of the freedmen, or turn the freedmen from farmers into cotton farmers.

But growing cotton on a large scale doesn’t require so many farmers, at least the nobles don’t need to raise these guys who are particularly edible and fertile during the period outside the picking period, so...these people used to believe in prosperity just like the nobles The goddess' teaching of "working hard to get rich" and the farmers who have been diligently cultivating the land for thousands of years have turned into town residents and "free weavers".

"——This place has not changed much."

Standing in front of the area where the "free weaving households" live together, Yang Qiu, who passed by this place more than a hundred years ago, shook his head.

Compared with facing the loess and facing the sky, the life of a handicraft worker who works for the nobles to pick cotton during the picking period, and can also receive cotton and weave cloth from the noble housekeeper is obviously a little easier.

But if you want to say whether it is really free... that is a matter of opinion.

It can only be said that these "free weavers" in Cameron are better off than the old European exploitation method that turns workers into corpses in just three years after getting people into factories. of……

"In short... let's find some people who can do things first."

Yang Qiu looked around, selected a target, and walked straight over...

In the slums, in front of a tall building that stood out from the crowd, with a wine glass sign hanging in front of the door, several strong men with fierce expressions were squatting on the steps and playing dice.

Yang Qiu bypassed these people, stepped on the steps, and entered the big house.

This big house is obviously not an ordinary bar... What you can see when you enter the door is the counter, wine tables, wine barrels all over the wall, and long gambling tables surrounded by many people.

Gamblers are one of the rare groups that are noisier than players. Yang Qiu stood on the first floor for a while and then went up the stairs to the second floor.

There are many private rooms on the second floor, some of which are filled with the shouts of gamblers, and some of men and women's flirting and flirting.

Yang Qiu listened to the door of each private room, and when he passed one of them, he heard a reprimand from a man suppressing his anger from inside.

Yang Qiu paused, pushed the door and entered, then closed the door casually.

There were quite a few people in the private room, a few middle-aged men who were dressed as decently as the pedestrians on the street were sitting behind the tea table with wine bottles and glasses, and a few people who looked like thugs stood casually in the corners of the room.

The door was suddenly opened and then closed again, causing everyone in the room to stop talking.

A thug near the door came over in confusion, opened the door and checked the corridor, locked the door again, and shook his head at his boss, indicating that there was no suspicious person.

So the few decent-looking middle-aged people sitting on the sofa continued to talk...

Yang Qiu stood beside him patiently and listened quietly for ten minutes.

Then...he suddenly appeared, grabbed the hair of a handsome middle-aged man with a flushed face, and slammed the man's face on the coffee table...

"who?!"

"stop!"

The other people who were also sitting on the sofa were terrified and hurriedly backed away, but the thugs who didn't use their brains very much thought nothing of it and rushed forward to subdue Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu ignored them, and enveloped the entire room with a subspace barrier, restricting the activities of everyone in the room, and pulled out a metal stick, and pulled the man whose hair was caught by him from the elbows down to the bone with both hands. Carefully and intently crush...

While the whole room was stunned, Yang Qiu supported the man who had fainted from the pain and laid him flat on the sofa. Then he stood up straight, looked at the stunned crowd, and nodded politely: "Good day, gentlemen."

A fat man who looked somewhat similar to the man whose hands had been crippled wanted to raise his hand to accuse Yang Qiu of his atrocities, but unfortunately he couldn't do so. He couldn't help but look sideways at his cousin, holding back his anger and fear Trembling, he said: "You, who are you, why did you abolish my brother?!"

"We're meeting for the first time, you can call me Yang." Yang Qiu slightly nodded at the fat man.

"I asked you why you abolished my brother!!" The fat man was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

"Of course it's because of this gentleman's accusation." Yang Qiu raised his hand and pointed to another well-dressed man, "This gentleman accused your brother of cheating on his family's underage sister and causing her to become pregnant, isn't it right for you Is there a reason for talking here?"

The gentlemen and thugs present all tried their best to roll their eyes, looking at the man Yang Qiu pointed out in horror.

This old man is also full of inexplicable... Although he is very happy to see his enemy being deposed, he really doesn't know Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu also didn't intend to have a relationship with this man, and said calmly: "I don't know this gentleman, nor do I know any of you, but my personal rule is ... As long as I encounter such scumbags, it is necessary to break their hands or legs according to the severity of the consequences of their actions to ensure that it is difficult for such people to commit crimes again."

Everyone: "??"

"Usually, I would choose to do it in front of the immediate family members of the prisoner to ensure a sufficient deterrent effect. This time I haven't done it for a long time, and I am a little impulsive." Yang Qiu added.

"Ah!" The fat man, who is quite powerful in the middle and lower classes of the family in Camerle, suddenly exclaimed, and said in horror, "You, you—could you be the one in the legend who once broke into Sir Hans' mansion and generalized him in public? The nightmare butcher whose hands and feet were interrupted by Jazz?!"

Yang Qiu's face immediately collapsed: "Shen Yan, the old man has never acknowledged that title."