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Chapter 864 Curiosity leads to impulsiveness

Compared to the first two Scarlet Disciples who were thrown into the Mother World, Rickard was undoubtedly the being who had the least control over his own destiny. He probably never thought that one day he would be thrown into this place that is the source of all evil. place.

Mother World. Ever since he started contacting players, Rickard has always felt that this place is probably the hell described in the Bible. It is full of sulfur and magma, and the huge devil's eyes in the sky are visible to the naked eye.

But when he was actually thrown into this world by Wang Zhengdao, he found that this world was terrifyingly quiet and terrifyingly monotonous.

Looking around, everything visible to the naked eye is pitch black, with almost no color at all, which adds a sense of solemnity to the environment out of thin air.

Especially when you breathe the air here and the unexplainable unpleasant smell here, all of this is slowly telling you the fact that this world is a pool of stagnant water without anything flowing.

Compared to Alejandro and Ding Yue, Rickard just happened to catch up with a few 'players' who were collecting food on the street corner after arriving in this world. Their sense of stiffness and indifference to the outside world was that they were about to die. The feeling made Rickard instantly feel that even if he took off all disguises and ran wild on the street, these people would not react at all.

These people are not generals. They are not players. Rickard quickly came to his conclusion.

The task given to him by Dr. Wu Qianying is very simple, that is, to survive in this world as long as possible, and then wait for Tang Ji to enter this world one day. This does not sound difficult, especially when studying at Rickard Following the way of those people, after getting enough food at the food terminal.

He wanted to find a place for himself to live, preferably without attracting attention and without conflict with others.

Soon Rickard spent his first night in the mother world. He witnessed the whole world turning off the lights at night like a child's room. The background light with no actual light source flashed three short warnings. Then, the whole world suddenly fell into darkness.

"Don't try to enter those buildings by yourself. This world is not undefended. Also, don't do things that look different from other people, Rickard." A strange voice came from the food terminal. came out, immediately scaring Rickard into a cold sweat.

When the world fell into darkness again, Rickard felt that he had walked at least three hundred and fifty kilometers, but there was no change in the street scene in front of him. It was still monotonous, isolated by towering buildings. of crossroads.

Even if all the players in this world are otakus who are unwilling to go out, the ratio is so low that one can't help but wonder whether the interiors of these buildings are solid, and their purpose is just to exist, like some kind of obelisk.

However, he actually met only forty-two players on the street.

So Rickard planned to enter one of the buildings to see what was going on inside.

He picked a building at random and looked around, but didn't find the obvious entrance. But it didn't matter. Rickard had a lot of patience. He used his memory to find the food terminal machine near the building. This city is so Organized so that all facilities are in the same place.

He passed through one intersection after another. As a scarlet disciple, his physical strength and fitness were frightening, so on this deserted street, he was almost moving at a speed of seventy kilometers per hour.

After getting over the initial uneasiness, Rickard decided to explore the world, so he gritted his teeth, randomly chose a direction and started moving forward.

Then Rickard huddled in a corner and silently counted 28800, and then light appeared in the world again. Although it was still a somewhat foggy light source, you could still easily tell that it was daytime.

He wandered forward aimlessly, and whenever other people appeared on the road, he would hide in the shadow of the building, and the people passing by did not seem to have any interest in talking to strangers. A full twenty-two hours passed. , Rickard was shocked to find that he had not spoken a word.

Before the Apocalypse, Rickard was a programmer. Although his salary was high, his heavy college loan still made him consciously stay away from all news related to travel. But today, he has traveled across the world and came to this mysterious place. .

Rickard planned to wait here until a player came here to receive food, and then follow him to see how he entered those buildings.

Rickard always thought that the world after the Apocalypse would be the worst world, but now he knew that he was wrong. The mother world was the real nightmare.

What's worse is that he found that he had lost his sense of direction. Whether he was going forward or backward, or left or right, there were the same buildings in every direction, the size and height were exactly the same, and every intersection was exactly the same. Here Everything seems like just copy-pasted modeling.

But obviously this world is not as harmless as it appears. When Rickard squatted in front of the food terminal, the dim screen of the thing suddenly lit up——

It was so quiet here, there wasn't even a trace of background sound. When there was no one around, Rickard would even feel like a bug trapped in amber, and the whole world came to a standstill.

According to the information Mikkelsen got from the players, each of these players in the city has a square cubicle with a height of about 2.5 meters and a length of about 5 meters as his residence. Rickard did a simple calculation. , if these buildings were all filled with people according to standard dimensions, there would be at least about 200 million people living in the direction he passed by.

"I don't have time to keep looking at a nobody like you. If you affect my plan, I will directly erase your existence and keep a low profile like your two previous companions." The voice continued, using An emotionless electronic sound.

"Who are you? Why do you want to help me?" Rickard asked tentatively.

"Try to use your brain to think about who I am. This is our first and last phone call. Be careful and treat it as if it's for your own good." The last response came from the food terminal, and then It went out again, and no matter how Rickard operated the screen, it didn't light up again. Rickard thought for a long time in the dark, and finally guessed the owner of the voice. It was Mrs. Bountiful, and there would be no one else.

The generous lady of the mother world does not have an entity. To be precise, she does not have the kind of entity that Rickard is familiar with. She does have some fruiting entities that conform to human images to maintain some etiquette social activities, but in order to maintain her own The level of computing power, the physical device that truly represents Lady Bountiful is located in the orbit of this planet.

It is a large base station located in the β-2 mirror space, 2 kilometers away from the No. star ring, occupying a parallel orbit. Similar to the computing power base stations used to accommodate the consciousness of Mrs. Generosity, Mrs. Generosity has a total of four. Mrs. Generosity occupies an absolute computing power advantage in the β- mirror space, so her consciousness rarely enters other mirror spaces except the company's central point area.

In all such mirror spaces, there are pursuers similar to Mrs. Generosity, but most of them are just zombies in the eyes of Mrs. Generosity. They have completely trapped themselves in this vast entity, which has no influence on the body. Demand is getting weaker and weaker.

But seekers like Mrs. Generosity have always felt that there must be a reason why the Supreme Being left behind the three major committees representing consciousness, soul and genes, so they will hold regular gatherings to instill their consciousness and soul into the system. In a body cloned from his own stem cells, he communicates in a human way.

At this time, Rickard's area was far beyond the mirror space that Mrs. Bountiful could influence, but the pursuers who had the computing power advantage in the competition area did not respond to Mrs. Bountiful's visit.

According to the small group to which Mrs. Generosity belongs, this is a dead sector. The pursuers of this sector only look at the extra computing power that the players in the mirror space can provide, and use the most efficient means to deceive or force the players here. Players signed a computing power profit sharing agreement.

Such agreements often represent more than 23.5 hours of computing power squeeze every day. Those players who provide computing power to the Supreme are almost no different from 'dry batteries'. Only a few are just at the expiration of the agreement, or are bent on becoming real players. 'Only those who remain free will remain free.

But this does not mean that the seeker who 'owns' the sector will always be so numb and ignore Rickard's existence.

Mrs. Generosity indeed hopes to pursue some changes, and through these changes, finally force the true Supreme Being to appear. However, compared to the changes that Mrs. Generosity expects, Rickard is more like the splash of a small fish and shrimp jumping out of the sea. .

When bad luck improves, the sun shines brightly in the sky, and the water droplets evaporate before they even have a chance to fall back to the sea.

But as Mrs. Generosity said, she only paid so much attention to Rickard. Even if she had such huge computing resources, she would not be able to pay attention to so many details.

In order to maintain the vitality of the β-2 mirror space, Mrs. Generosity adopts a relatively conservative method of squeezing the computing power of players active in the sector. She rarely takes away all the computing power resources of a person, but leaves A path to sustainable development.

The more active the players who are responsible for providing computing power resources are, the higher the computing power they can provide. Players who venture into other worlds and indulge themselves can always provide more efficient computing power. It is difficult to say that Mrs. Generous’s Choose who has better computing power or those pursuers who use all their computing power to turn the mirror sector they are in into dead sectors.

Thirty-five percent of her computing power resources are devoted to maintaining the daily maintenance of the β-2 mirror space, which gives the β-2 mirror space a higher energy and material distribution weight in many nearby sectors, and She herself is the biggest beneficiary.

Fifty percent of the computing power resources are allocated to pursuing the truth and uncovering the fog of the Supreme Being. Mrs. Generous knows that those pursuers who control the dead sectors may have higher computing power in this regard. distribution, but Mrs. Generous is willing to pay for her own choice.

In order to keep her soul in another world in sync with her soul in the mother world, Mrs. Generosity is also consuming computing power.

Mrs. Generosity knew that it was all worth it. She saw with her own eyes that the three scarlet disciples took different paths due to their respective personalities and settled in the world in different ways.

Alejandro is a taciturn executor. His long military career has made him accustomed to obeying orders. After losing all hope, this desperate executor pinned everything he had on the last thing he accepted. An order.

That somewhat clever woman Wu Qianying asked him to lurk in this world and avoid causing trouble as much as possible, so she waited until Tang Ji arrived.

Alejandro did this perfectly. He was like an emotionless machine. With the help of Quan Zhe, he almost truly became a 'player', eating and resting every day like the walking dead.

Ding Yue, on the other hand, is a tough-minded hero. His past and the gifts he received have been polished into a sharp weapon like a sharpening stone. He will fall into rage because of the death of his neighbor and go alone. If they find trouble with superhumans, they will overthrow the old rule because of the unfair treatment of the residents of the shelter, become the new overseers, and then clap their hands and leave gracefully after they are no longer needed.

As for Rickard, in the eyes of Mrs. Generosity, Rickard symbolizes the dark side of Tang Ji's heart. As a white-collar worker, Rickard has shown the appearance of a refined egoist in many cases. Mrs. Generosity guessed that maybe Tang Ji had also I hope I can do this.

But he didn't have this chance. Tang Ji was burdened with too many responsibilities, especially after choosing the ending of the Apocalypse Day. When Tang Ji returned, he almost completely gave up his rights as a human being. He regarded himself as A sinner and also the Messiah.

He destroyed the world that mankind once had, and yet he is still pursuing a chance for redemption. The contradictory feeling that emerges in Tang Ji fascinates even a super-normal life form like Mrs. Generous. She has never thought about such a small individual. , can have such a complicated conflict, not to mention that Tang Ji still has secrets of all kinds.

Mrs. Generosity didn’t know if her choice of the current plan was due to curiosity that affected her subjective judgment. Although for her, a self-examination of her consciousness could calculate the deviation value, Mrs. Generosity just didn’t want to do this.

In fact, she even enjoys doing such rebellious things in this unchanging, stagnant world, and every time she realizes this, it will cause the internal temperature of the β-2 mirror sector to rise.

(End of this chapter)