Walk alone in the abyss

The afterlife refers to a relatively special 'attraction' in the United States of America, the third most powerful country in the galaxy.

In the beginning, this place was a life-saving existence for the wealthy class.

Regardless of the obstruction of human rights organizations, the United States of Freedom passed legislation decades ago to create a fictional world that allows human consciousness to exist directly after death——Lighting Star.

simply put:

When a rich man feels that he is dying and cannot use technologies such as telomere alleviating agents to extend his life, then he can come to the United States of Freedom to perform brain resection surgery, let the brain survive in a special container, and transform it into a personal one. biological computer.

Self-awareness is based on the brain, plugged into a colorful and extremely stable imaginary planet, the star of the light.

In this world, you only need to buy VIPs of different levels to enjoy different life experiences.

Of course, VIP is time-sensitive and needs to be renewed regularly in order to continue to enjoy the distinguished service.

The United States of Freedom engaged in this project to attract interstellar rich people to transfer capital.

In the first few years, this project did attract a large number of rich people, but various ethical issues soon appeared.

Does the brain survive alone?

To give the rich people the consciousness to continue to exist for a long time, what is needed is the flow of external wealth, and after the rich people's property is passed on to their children, are the children willing to pay the high fee?

There were even some ironic incidents.

A rich man chose to hand over his property to related foundations to ensure his own survival. The children used various means to try their best to make the rich man's brain die completely, and finally inherited the inheritance smoothly.

Similar problems broke out one after another, and the project moved from the front stage to the backstage.

At the time when Yang Ming is now, there are still a large number of living consciousness living in the light star.

In the "Abyss" game, there was a crisis in the world's light star after death.

It was an epic team dungeon of the United States of Freedom camp, and it was quite well-known in the course of the "Abyss" game.

Yang Ming chose to meet the 'suspected fellow countryman' here, obviously after careful consideration.

First of all, none of them can enter the core server of the afterlife, which is physically isolated and based on a biological computer transformed from a personal brain.

What they can enter is the peripheral attractions of the Lighting Star, a virtual space port that provides the function of "visiting relatives".

Secondly, to enter the periphery of the Bright Star, one must use the "deep holographic technology" and wear a holographic helmet to process thinking and consciousness into data, and then condense the data into a "stand-in sample" to communicate on the Bright Star.

The afterlife is the world of data.

In the world of data, the Goddess has a more obvious advantage.

At this moment, Yang Mingren was in the temporary city on the resource star of the Sherman Empire, disguised as an old man, wearing a holographic helmet, and under the protection of Law, entered the star of the lamp, condensing into a virtual image of a beautiful blond man.

Double camouflage, intimate protection.

Lu just hid in the corner of Yang Ming's line of sight, reminding Yang Ming at any time.

Yang Ming paid 3,000 New Federal Dollars to buy a reception room, and changed the password question of the reception room to:

Restricted by game settings, what is the effective killing distance of ordinary laser guns?

The answer is 120 meters.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the reception room, and the password verification was correct.

"Enter."

Yang Ming's voice fell, and he unconsciously held his breath and looked at the opened door.

Soon, a woman with long dark blue hair came in and smiled gently at Yang Ming.

In the corner of Yang Ming's gaze, Lu pushed his hands towards his side, and immediately a few lines of reminders popped up.

[Boss, there are traces of data camouflage. The data processing technology is very good, but according to the slight habits of the other party's walking movements, it should be a man in reality. 】

[It has been located, and the other party is logging in in the new federal capital, Minter City. 】

[Their technical team is monitoring here and is also investigating your identity, boss. Our forged identity documents have been stolen by the other party. 】

[The style of acting has the shadow of the CIA. 】

CIA?

Mud, could it be "Rebirth: In the CIA"?

Yang Ming complained from the bottom of his heart, and immediately lowered his thoughts to the bottom, and immediately got up to look at this woman.

The two sides looked at each other.

Yang Ming seemed to see the tall man behind this woman;

Alison seemed to see the image of the bad old man behind the handsome blond man.

Then the two smiled tacitly and restrainedly, and made a gesture of invitation at the same time.

Yang Ming changed the simulated living room from the landscape browsing mode to the closed communication mode, and took the initiative to remind: "There will be some data left here, we can't mention some sensitive issues."

"Relax," the woman said, "My team will clean up the data. In the world of data, we are free. How do we call it?"

They all speak Galactic Common Language.

Yang Ming: "Pikachu."

"My name is Gamma," Allison replied calmly, "of course it's not my real name now."

Yang Ming nodded indistinctly, and immediately got to the point: "I need to verify your identity."

"Okay," Alison spread his hands, "Come wherever you want."

Yang Ming said: "How many years has "Abyss" been running?"

"Five years."

"What is the name of the expansion pack before the ninth natural disaster expansion pack goes online?"

Alison thought for a while: "Mirror Breaker, the main plot is about the out-of-control artificial intelligence extended from the mirrored virtual world."

Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and Alison also showed a warm smile, his eyes full of emotion.

At this moment, although the two were wrapped under layers of camouflage, they both saw a kind of intimacy, a touch, and a sense of resonance from each other's eyes.

"I'm finally not alone anymore," the long-haired beauty disguised by Alison said affectionately, "When I opened my eyes and saw the world, I was at a loss and at a loss."

Yang Ming asked, "Who did you replace?"

"Oh, it's not convenient for us to talk about it for the time being," Alison said, "We need to protect each other, and I won't ask about your situation, not for now."

"Yes," Yang Ming nodded, "After all, this is the first time we have met, and we need to deepen our trust. This requires a process... Are you a woman?"

"Man," Allison said, "I mean, I was originally a man, but after the fusion of consciousness, I replaced a woman in the galaxy."

In the lower left corner, Lil's hands pushed out a line of text again:

[She is lying. The law came to this conclusion based on the brain wave data analysis. 】

In other words, after the fusion of this guy's consciousness, he also 'snatched' a man.

This is consistent with the hint given by the law before.

Yang Ming smiled and said, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen. How did you say this fusion of consciousness happened? I think it's a high-dimensional civilization."

"Don't think about it, it's a high-dimensional civilization," Allison exhaled softly, "I investigated a lot of information and found an amazing fact."

"What?" Yang Ming leaned forward.

"Higher-dimensional civilizations are watching the Milky Way."

Alison said:

"In other words, the civilizations in the Milky Way are descendants of high-dimensional human civilizations, and they are repeatedly seeding the Milky Way.

"After the main civilization in the Milky Way shrinks, there will be a new round of seeding. The latest civilization main body is Sherman, the New Federation, the Liberty Union, the Guell Union, plus these more than 200 interstellar countries. composition.

"The Milky Way is the homeland of this high-dimensional human civilization."

Yang Ming said: "What about our civilization? How can we explain our lonely planet, a planet whose civilization level is not even one level?"

"The space-time bubble," Allison said, "After integrating the information, I came to a rather ridiculous conclusion. Our planet is trapped in the space-time bubble."

Yang Ming frowned and said, "Time-space bubble? I'm sorry, I don't know much about this. I'm just an ordinary person... It's just that my game skills are better."

Ailinsen smiled shyly: "I'm also an ordinary person, but I'm not a professional gamer. I used to work in a scientific research institute."

"Talent."

"No, no, it's just that after basic education, he didn't find a good job, so he chose to continue with scientific research." Alison sighed.

Yang Ming immediately asked: "What exactly is a space-time bubble?"

"I suspect, this is just my guess."

Alison spoke rigorously, "she" raised her legs and made simple gestures with her hands.

"The space-time bubble should isolate time and space within the pan-galaxy range, which is really difficult to achieve from the perspective of our civilization, but in the eyes of high-dimensional human civilization, it is just some very ordinary projects.

"It's the same project that we build a crib.

"Our planet is trapped in a space-time bubble, and they planted seeds on the planet to guide the development of this planet in the direction of civilization and science.

"When our civilization development level is close to one, they will take measures."

Yang Ming asked: "The measure is "Abyss"?"

"Very likely," Alison said, "what do you think we saw in "The Abyss"? A developed galaxy civilization with an average civilization level of 2.3 to 2.5, the most developed Sherman and the new Some regions of the Federation already have a civilization level of three o'clock."

Yang Ming patted the table: "I've always had this feeling. Comparing "The Abyss" with the Milky Way we are in now, they are too similar, so similar..."

Alison and Yang Ming said similar words almost at the same time.

Allison: "It is to digitalize the Milky Way at a certain point in time and make the game "Abyss"."

Yang Ming: "The actual background of the Milky Way has been made into a game."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

They coincidentally felt inexplicably moved.

Yang Ming said with emotion: "I suspect, of course, this is just suspicion and reasoning, we haven't been able to find actual evidence, the so-called "Abyss" game is the digitization of the entire galaxy at a certain time in 753 of the new imperial calendar."

"This is likely to be the case," Alison said, "The game "Abyss" is like a boot program and assessment program, guiding our civilization to understand the Milky Way and join the Milky Way. In the end, as long as we pass the assessment, we can break the space-time bubble and become A member of the galaxy."

"Oh," Yang Ming frowned, "but the assessment they gave is too difficult."

"Yes, it's not fair at all," Allison rubbed his forehead, "We are fighting all over the world, and the world is moving forward for this goal, gathering the wisdom and capabilities of 3.2 billion human beings around the world, but in the end we are still in the ninth place." In the face of natural disasters, he was completely defeated."

Yang Ming: ...

Fuck?

what's the situation?

3.2 billion human beings in the world?

The number of human beings on Earth has exceeded 8 billion!

Yang Ming continued to sigh with emotion: "Yes, we built fleets and defense systems based on the platform provided by "Abyss", but in the end we only ushered in a beam of death."

The two were silent for a while.

Alison had memories and yearning in his eyes.

"I suspect that there are some supervisors on our planet in advance."

Allison said:

"Understanding this mechanism is the goal we should work on next. Only in this way can we save our planet."

"Then what do you think of the two of us?" Yang Ming asked, "You found other people, right?"

"There are only two of us at the moment," Alison pointed at Yang Ming, then at himself, and said with a firm gaze, "We are the pioneers and also the make-up exam takers."

Yang Ming said: "Don't you think there is a paradox in this?"

"What paradox?"

"We have returned to the Milky Way galaxy about thirty years before the game was launched. If we change the past, it will definitely affect our planet."

"You're wrong, Pikachu."

Allison laughed:

"That's why I said that our planet is locked in a space-time bubble, where it is completely isolated from the outside world, and the only common thing is the laws of physics.

"Only in this way can a few things be rationalized.

"First, our consciousness has been digitized and then merged into the civilization and social system of the Milky Way. The chain reaction generated here will inevitably require a huge space-time sponge to absorb the ripples, so as to ensure the stability of the Milky Way.

"Second, we can't find our planet in the galactic map, and we can't find Minxport."

Minx Harbor?

Different planets, same Minxport?

That high-dimensional civilization opened the "Abyss" to different low-level civilizations at the same time?

What the hell is this?

Multiple low-level civilizations taking the same exam?

Allison is still talking.

"Third, our civilization is equivalent to the low-level form of the civilization of the Milky Way, but there is a deviation in the core theory. I compared the black hole data collected by our planet and the black hole data collected by the Milky Way.

"Oh, I might have to explain to you that black holes are an important sample for the study of physical theorems, and the study of black holes is a necessary path towards a unified explanation of the four fundamental forces.

"You probably don't know the knowledge about it.

"Fourth, our existence."

Yang Ming frowned and said, "It's really not what I'm good at, I'm better at dungeon strategy."

"You are also an indispensable talent," Alison smiled, and he spoke suddenly, saying a series of phrases.

Yang Ming stared at Alison calmly, with a serious expression.

Made!

I don't understand!

This Allison suddenly speaking his native language?

Just when Yang Ming didn't know how to muddle through, two lines of text popped up in the lower left corner of his sight.

[Our division of labor is different. 】

[According to the analysis of his brain wave frequency band, it is most likely to be this sentence, and the law is not sure. 】

"Yes, we have different divisions of labor," Yang Ming said slowly, "You seem to be managing power, but I haven't found my own direction yet."

Alison's smile became more genial.

Yang Ming said, "Use the common language of the Galaxy."

"Don't worry, I will erase the data," Allison said slowly, "What are you going to do? Do you want to cooperate with me? We are one of the very few individuals selected by high-dimensional civilization. What is certain now is that our Planets are still alive and well in bubbles of space-time."

"Then what is the destruction we have experienced?"

"Warning, conquering, breaking and then building," Allison said, "or let us intuitively understand how immature our civilization is."

Yang Ming sighed: "I'm very powerless now, we only have twenty-six or seven years, we can still go through the server opening of "Abyss", right?"

"How things will play out, I can't be sure, but since we were chosen as the first mover, it must make sense."

Alison pondered a few times:

"We have to find a way to make sure that we can influence this assessment in order to save our planet.

"First of all, we need to study the history of the Milky Way and look for clues. This kind of thing is likely to happen periodically, but it is difficult to determine how to do it.

"We can only think about the good - the high-dimensional civilization's painstaking effort to sow human civilization must have a positive meaning.

"They destroyed our planet and gave us the opportunity to start all over again and enter the galaxy 30 years before the server opened. This must be an optimistic concept."

"I suspect that the last exam was the most difficult, but if we can pass the exam, the results we can get are the best. Our civilization will be incorporated into the civilization of the galaxy, and we will not be enslaved or exploited, and we will become a truly sovereign country .

"But now, we failed the first exam and entered the make-up exam. The mechanism of the make-up exam must have changed again. This is the meaning of our existence."

"What can we do?"

Yang Ming smiled wryly, "We are now outside the space-time bubble."

"We still have a lot of time," Allison said, "I will try my best to become bigger and stronger... You can actually help me."

"Well, I'll think about it."

Yang Ming sighed: "Let's stop here today, I'm in a mess."

"It's understandable," Alison said, standing up, "If you think it through, please write me back, and use that website as our dedicated contact point."

He opened the door of the living room, turned his head to look at Yang Ming, and said with a smile:

"Forget to say, I'm a man, this is just a disguise...don't worry about me."

Yang Ming: ...

"I'm a little helpless right now."

"Haha, cough, I probably know this."

Alison blinked at Yang Ming, thinking that he had already taken the initiative and dominant position in front of his peers, and left the living room with a smile.

Yang Ming waited for half a minute, then took off the holographic helmet.

The follow-up will be dealt with according to the law.

Yang Ming just wanted to calm down now.

What the hell!

The other party is not from the earth, but the encounter on the other planet is exactly the same as that of the earth! No, it's not the same, the players on Earth are in a mess, and the planets gather all their strength to fight.

Of course, they struggled and failed.

parallel world?

Space-time bubble?

Yang Ming quickly left the resource star of the empire and returned to Feinan.

He decided not to delete the relevant memories of Li this time, he needed someone to discuss with himself, and he only trusted Li.