Chapter 452 Information Disguise
With a full field of vision, he saw a very young-looking player with his eyes wide open in fear in the bushes behind him.
The players obviously saw the violent scene where You Huan smashed Meng Ling to pieces with one claw.
This game is very real, it is not some warm game for children.
But this new player, who only carried a level 5 Dream Spirit, had obviously never seen such a bloody scene and was so scared that he stood there in the bushes.
In his field of vision, a pure white, slender dragon-like creature was standing on the ground with its back to him.
The creature's body was flashing with graceful bands of light like neon lights, forming a strange contrast with the blood and flesh splattered on the ground.
He was a little stunned for a moment, not realizing that in just a short while, You Huan had already turned his information upside down.
After a "software upgrade", for this kind of player with simple experience, he can already dig out and obtain most of the information in his life.
After all, the integration between people in this world and the virtual world is really too close.
This young-looking player is indeed very young, and his real age is only 15 years old.
This person had just left the "infant home" and was moving around as a person with an official identity.
The world has its own unique way of raising children.
There is no concept of family here. All children are raised in orphanages founded by the company since birth. After they become teenagers, they are given formal identities and gradually enter society.
He was very interested in the foundling house...
Without paying attention to this player, a red light flashed around him, and the flesh and blood of the forest elf deer disappeared instantly, turning into 9 evolution points.
The next moment, his figure disappeared from this world.
The young player was left staring blankly at the forest as if nothing had happened.
After a while, he opened the player forum with a trembling hand:
[I seem to have encountered a ghost in "Dream Spirit Master"...]
This message sent by an unknown teenager quickly sank into the ocean of the Internet.
On the other hand, a big anchor with millions of fans took the initiative to contact another anchor.
[Mao Tuanzi Biejiao: Are you interested in cooperating? ]
[Ling Weiwei: What are you collaborating on? ]
[Don't shout, Maotuanzi: You know, capture the new "BOSS". ]
[Don't scream, Maotuanzi: Regardless of whether it is the same as the Dream Spirit, your hidden professional characteristics and your divine beast Dream Spirit will be very helpful in capturing these newly emerged creatures.]
[Don't shout, Mao Tuanzi: The reward is negotiable. I'm willing to split the profit 40% to 60%. I'll take 40% and you'll take 60%.]
[Ling Weiwei: Thank you for your invitation, but I still can't. I don't want to imprison free creatures at will.]
[Don't shout, Maotuanzi: Even if they are just a bunch of virtual data? ]
[Ling Weiwei: Even if they are just a bunch of virtual data. ]
"…"
Still in "Outside the Ark", Ling Wei, who was rebuilding the camp that collapsed due to the arrival of the archangel, closed the private chat interface.
Sighed softly.
"Money..." She bit her lower lip lightly and subconsciously opened the account to take a look.
Then she frowned again and opened a surveillance screen.
The picture shows a warmly decorated house with a girl sitting quietly on a blanket playing with toys.
The girl looked pale and thin, and seemed to be sick, but she looked well-behaved and didn't cry or make a fuss.
"Weiwei..." Lingwei sighed, "Mom, how can I be worthy of you if I can't take good care of my sister...but..."
Her eyes gradually became firm. She stopped looking at the expensive bills, turned off the screen, and directed the NPCs to rebuild the camp.
On the streets where reality and virtuality intersect——
A misty drizzle simulated by the steel skylight was falling, splashing on the road.
Mao Tuanzi turned off the private chat screen, pouted depressedly, and stepped hard on the water to move forward.
He paused as he passed a store with a colorful sign.
Turning his footsteps, he passed by several virtual receptionists that looked like furry animals and entered the store.
A moment later, as the receptionist said softly, "Welcome next time," he deliberately passed through the receptionist's illusory body.
In a flash of light, he walked out of the store carrying a large bag of canned cat food.
Walking onto the street again, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him!
"Ah!" He was startled, took a step back and looked carefully.
Suddenly, a homeless man with tattered clothes and messy hair and beard that made it almost impossible to see his face ran up to him.
The homeless man stood in front of him, and didn't seem to want to talk to him. He just looked up at the dark sky with drizzling rain.
Maotuan moved closer and found that the man was still mumbling something under his breath.
"Mad man..." He frowned and muttered, then looked around, thinking about what to do with this homeless man who was caught in the rain.
After so many years in the virtual world, his eyesight has been well-trained.
He could see that this was really a slovenly homeless man, not a virtual costume for some special fetish.
"Sir, why are you standing here if you're not hiding from the rain?" At this time, a gentle voice came from behind.
He turned his head and saw a young, handsome man with slightly melancholy eyes who also saw the homeless man and walked towards him.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw someone coming to take care of it. He then looked at the homeless man and thought that he looked a little familiar.
He walked around the dazed homeless man and the man who approached him to ask questions, and left with his things.
You Huan raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the back of "Mao Tuanzi, don't scream" as he left.
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Compared to those weird-looking people who use virtual images to cover themselves, this big anchor used his real image, which made him appear very simple in this chaotic world.
"…I created…"
At this moment, the vague whisper from the tramp drew his attention back.
The slovenly tramp he had approached was still looking up at the sky, mumbling:
"My, that's my child..."
"Oh, is your child lost?" You Huan asked politely, facing the occasional curious glances from people passing by.
After asking, the homeless man shuddered violently.
He quickly took a step back, then flicked his tail to support the sloppy and disheveled man.
Currently, he is trying a unique modification to the surface data.
He still looks the same, but anyone who sees him - that is, anyone who receives "information" from him - will think they are seeing a human being.
Any of his actions will also be reasonably modified in the eyes of outsiders.
For example, when he used his tail to support a homeless person, in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that this kind-hearted person was supporting the homeless person with his hands.
He couldn't do this at first, but as he recorded more data, he became more and more proficient in this area.
The homeless man apparently didn't realize that the person talking to him was a monster from the data world, and he rudely slapped You Huan's tail away.
But suddenly he moved closer to her face.
"Child, it's my child... No, it's not!"
"...I created it, I created..." His words faded away.
Maybe he was not in a clear mind and didn't know what he was going to say.
But when he spoke, there seemed to be a glimmer of tenderness in his eyes, as if he was thinking of something beautiful.
Then an expression of horror appeared on his face.
Amid the sound of "cracking" bones, he suddenly raised his head and looked fiercely at the sky. The sound made people wonder if he had broken his spine.
Artificial raindrops fell on his face and flowed down the corners of his eyes.
"The world has collapsed!" Suddenly, he shouted a loud word, and then turned and ran into the shadow of the building before the virtual police who were approaching in the distance arrived.
A few passers-by were talking nearby:
"Ah, that lunatic is out again..."
"So annoying, can't you just 'block' him?"
In the eyes of outsiders, the young man who kindly wanted to help the homeless man stood up, looking thoughtful.
You Huan recorded the surprisingly little information data that the homeless man was carrying, and then continued walking towards his destination.
Because the real and the virtual are mixed here, he can walk in this world in a virtual image.
As long as the appearance data is realistic enough, outsiders will only think that he is a "real person".
Soon, he followed the information on the Internet and arrived at his destination.
Located in the middle area of the building is the interview building of "Quisk Information Technology Co., Ltd."
The abandoned upper floor and the lower floor which was said to be the headquarters of the "Big Four" were both targets he wanted to explore.
(End of this chapter)