Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Yang Qiu closed the webpage without saying anything.

Did not return.

The sugar coating is very thick, and the shells wrapped inside are also huge. Although Yang Qiu is extremely envious of the sugar coating on the shells, he can't handle the firepower now!

The cement production line and chemical fertilizer production line are nothing more than that. The smallest set of [-] kilowatts small thermal power generation unit can cost tens of millions of RMB. This sugar coating is enough to kill Yang Qiu!

The most damning thing is "Director Lu"'s unabashed Sima Zhao's heart - the cement and fertilizer production line is fine, even the African black uncle can get started after two or three months of training, and the foreign people's education with the same basic level as the African black uncle It's not impossible to transform them into industrial workers, but is it possible for people from other worlds who don't even have a primary school diploma to play with thermal power generating units?

If you want a cement and fertilizer production line, it is impossible not to have a generator set, so do you have to arrange for the operator of the thermal power generator set?

Should the logistics supply route of coal and coke for power generation also be arranged?

Do people who lay circuits and maintain high-voltage electrical boxes have to be arranged?

As soon as Yang Qiu closed his eyes, he could think that if he dared to answer this sentence, hundreds of "tool man exclusive" helmet gaps would hit his forehead—or would he put those supporting units in his yard to eat ashes?He might not be able to put it in this yard!

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Yang Qiu can meet the needs of these hundreds of "tool man helmets", he is impossible to agree - when the time comes, the development of the territory will be decided by others, and he is not interested in finding more for himself. A (group of) ancestors.

"Don't say that I can't provide so many helmets now, even if I can, I can't be stupid enough to give the initiative to others. Is this guy taking the wrong medicine? This kind of behavior is far worse than before. Too much—wait!"

Yang Qiu frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

"Director Lu" was originally a scientist.

Although I don't know who is communicating with him with the ID "Director Lu" through the network cable, but I can't get away from the organization related to Director Lu's original body.

Ordinary government agencies have the courage to casually use tens of millions of materials to smash people?

No way—some local governments colluded internally and externally to embezzle the central government’s appropriations, all of which were to create decent performance projects, pretend to set up project preparations, and even make achievements that seemed to be the same It was only when he could handle it; and even if he could handle it at that time, he would inevitably be questioned and investigated later, and then a series of official hats fell to the ground.

Institutions related to the field of brain science research are so rich that they can use materials worth tens of millions to smash people to open the way...

Yang Qiu's expression slowly turned subtle: "..."

He himself is a person from Earth, and after thinking about it for himself before he crossed over, he can almost guess what the people under the skin of "Director Lu" and the organization behind him are thinking...

Humans are not asking for helmets and other superficial needs at all, but are curious about "contacts of the third kind" and urgently need to understand alien creatures other than human beings!

Isn't the alien world just an alien planet?

Ji Tang, Master Liu, and Lao Geng, these "eyeliners" personally came into contact with the living people outside the exile town, and learned that there are other human forces besides the exile town and Tarantan. The world Tarantan is in is not curious, that is impossible.

In other words, "Director Lu" is no longer satisfied with just doing some painless "PY transactions". They just want to open the door to the other world simply and rudely, and convince him, the "door opener" "...

Tens of millions of equipment are nothing, if Yang Qiu dares to let go, he has no doubt that "Director Lu" will support him more actively than him in fighting for hegemony-supporting agents is not a Chinese person who knows Playing, people just disdain to play.

After thinking about the doorway here, Yang Qiu calmed down instead.

He can understand "Director Lu"'s curiosity and thirst for knowledge, but... There is absolutely no "Close Encounters of the Third Kind", and some are just games.

No matter how you interpret it, "Alien World" is just a game if I put it here!

So Yang Qiu opened the webpage again and replied to the email in a serious manner:

"Dear players, the game "Outsider World" is currently undergoing an intense closed beta, and the public beta date is not yet determined, so stay tuned!"

It means that the PY transaction has come to an end for the time being. The PY helmets that can be bought are currently gone. I am not sure when they will be available. Wait for the news.

Professor Yin Zhengliang of the expert group saw this reply, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a long time.

"You're still wary." Professor Yin Zhengliang shook his head amusedly.

The identity of "Target" is still unclear. In addition to being able to determine "Target"'s pro-China inclinations and understanding of China, which cannot be obtained without long-term residence, the origin and life trajectory of "Target" are still a mystery.

It is quite a frightening thing that the power of the state is gone, and it is still impossible to find out how a big living person appeared out of thin air for nearly a month.

What's even more frightening is that after mobilizing a number of elites and adopting various means of follow-up and investigation, the relevant departments strangely discovered that... even if it was only a short distance to go out to a small restaurant 200 meters away to eat supper while staring at the "target", You can lose your way...

Professor Yin Zhengliang himself has seen the relevant video data. The people captured in the screens captured by the body-enforcement recorders carried by the investigators and the unmanned surveillance drones in the sky are obviously "targets", but they can't be captured in the frame rate of the screen. When affected, the investigators and drones are not disturbed, the characters in the screen become unrelated passers-by.

Anyway, Professor Yin Zhengliang couldn't come up with an explanation for this unexplainable phenomenon, and the technical department didn't research it.

In short, no one, including the expert group, who is related to this secret mission, will no longer propose the method of "controlling people first and then thinking about other things" - if the "target" is Startled, disappeared without a trace just like when it appeared, then no one can bear the responsibility.

"Forget it, don't rush, just wait patiently." Professor Yin Zhengliang rubbed his temple.

Lu Yiyun's group of scientists only cared about whether the technology on the helmet could be used in medicine. Professor Yin Zhengliang was different. When he saw those "civilian NPCs" and "weird cavalrymen who couldn't identify information" in the video taken by Ji Tang, his brain There's only one thought going back and forth here: living aliens.

And compared to players who only care about NPCs not being able to drop their equipment, this professor from the Public Security University has seen more things:

The "weird cavalry" are not surprised by the pressed instant noodle cakes with the same size and weight, which shows that the world has the concept of uniform products produced by assembly lines.

Some of the "weird cavalry" are wearing cloth robes, and some are wearing armors like costume dramas; the cloth robes are worth mentioning, and the traces of industrial processing can also be seen on those sophisticated armors-especially the shoulder armor, the curved shoulders made of unknown alloy Armor is not forged by hand, as far as the picture taken by Ji Tang at close range, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a formed hydraulic forging!

The accuracy of these shoulder armors cannot be confirmed only through the screen, and it is difficult to determine the extent to which the industrial technology of this world has developed, but at least one thing can be proved: this weird world in the "game" has industrial development!

A world with industry, where magic and science co-exist, where there are undead, humans, and demons—if Professor Yin Zhengliang didn’t know rationally that every helmet in the research institute is very important, he would want to take one and bind it to “Online” up...

After Yang Qiu sent the reply that made Professor Yin Zhengliang very painful, he didn't care at all how much headache his attitude caused him. He washed slowly, ate breakfast, and signed for the delivery... After finishing the idle affairs on this side of the earth, he finally returned home. Putting on the equipment of "Lord Yang", Shi Shiran returned to the town hall of the exile town.

In the town hall, there was an extra bed in the small space between the cabinet and the wall.

Bought from the suburban furniture market, including the bed frame and Simmons cushions, the total cost is 800 yuan...a cheap single bed.

The owner of this bed is... Alfred Lowell.

Seeing Yang Qiu appearing from the sudden space-time rift, Supervisor Lowell showed no sign of change, just nodded slightly as a signal, and then continued to drink his afternoon tea gracefully.

Hmm... Theoretically speaking, it should be Yang Qiu's afternoon tea... Oatmeal biscuits, chocolate beans and red dates cake are all in Yang Qiu's cabinet.

Not only do they eat and drink Yang Qiu's, but Lowell also wears Yang Qiu's regular clothes... simple white shirts and slacks, which can be completed for at least 50 yuan.

Yang Qiu also nodded to his new roommate calmly: "It will be great if you can get used to the life here, Supervising Rowell."

"Why not? Although it is a bit noisy, Tarantan's undead are indeed the most friendly abnormal creatures I have ever seen." Supervisor Lowell put down his glass and looked at Yang Qiu leisurely.

His expression is calmer than Yang Qiu's, and his posture is more unclely than Yang Qiu's.

Yang Qiu: "..."

Yang Qiu invited the apologists to the town of exile as guests, not to mention board and lodging for a few days, and paid extra for the return trip. He really didn't feel good at first.

But Yang Qiu wanted to keep the "young man" Joyce Andre after spending so much money...

When he was more than 100 years old, he was also very vigorous and easily bewitched by remarks such as "lofty ideals and noble pursuits." He has a strong competitive spirit and is very confident in the operation of letting the opponent stay.

That's why he specially had a discussion about the "future" with Andre's boss - the "young man" Andre is still in a relatively stubborn state (stubborn, xenophobic, self-righteous people are actually more likely to be bewitched, after being recruited It’s still the stage where ten cows can’t be pulled back), the same words have different meanings when they are said through his mouth and Rowell’s mouth, and he is very wary of him when he speaks directly to Andri Andre would suspect him of ulterior motives before he doubted himself.

I don't know if his performance was too forceful. Andre, whom he was optimistic about, led the people away, but the old Caipi Lowell, who was the same age as him, stayed...

For this result, Yang Qiu can only express his deep regret - they are all people who have lived to this age, who doesn't know who?There is no need to think about developing this guy into his own person. This guy obviously thinks that he "must have plans, big plans, and a threatening AAA level" so he condescends to stay and stare at himself, so as not to let him catch his painful feet. It's not bad to play hard.

Of course...Yang Qiu would never be restrained just because he was afraid of someone, even if Rowell squatted here and stared at him, there was no reason for him to do what he wanted to do.

This guy took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, made himself a cup of milk tea, pulled over the high-back chair he used to sit on and sat down facing Rowell.

"The undead in Tarantan are different because they have pure newborn souls, and they are full of curiosity about this world." Yang Qiu said with a smile, "I like the purity of these undead, but you also know, respected supervisor , the essence of this world is not as simple as the undead think."

Rowell, who was used to Yang Qiu's violent words, was silent for a while...

Just... Regarding Yang's use of the word "pure" to describe these undead creatures, Rowell really didn't have anything to refute for a while-these undead were more polite and respectful to him than the abandoned people of Camor.

When Yang was away, he went out by himself, and the undead would walk around the civilians sweeping the streets without disturbing them, but they would frequently harass him.

Not distinguishing others by their status, but insisting that they have a pure heart... It's not impossible.

"It sounds like you plan to teach these undead you summoned what is dangerous in the world?" Rowell said slightly sarcastically.

"Exactly. The undead have forgotten the painful and heavy memories of their lives. They are new lives that are newborn and ignorant of this world."

Yang Qiu is extremely shameless, but in a sense he is very honest: "They yearn for exploration, magic, and power, and they look forward to possessing more powerful power to eliminate those monsters that compete with humans for living space and protect their homes. and the people."

"From your standpoint, we must admit that this is a great, sacred and lofty goal. As a summoner, I am naturally willing to do my best to guide these cute little guys."

Rowell: "..."

The expressionless black-robed inspector felt numb in his heart, okay...you can use the word sacred and great to undead creatures, as long as you are happy...

Forcibly pressing it made him feel uncomfortable, Rowell said firmly: "Then what are you going to do, Yang."

Yang Qiu straightened his expression, and said in a deep and serious manner: "I think it's time for the undead to understand what the 'price of power' is."

"Everything I do next is just to let the undead know the essence of this world, and explain it to you in advance, but I don't want you to misunderstand in the process, respectful supervisor."

"After all, I personally admire the Goddess of Prosperity very much, and I also respect an ascetic monk like you very much. It would be very regrettable if our friendship was affected due to misunderstanding."

Rowell: "..."

Let’s not mention when did we have friendship—what are you trying to do to the undead? !