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Chapter 2 Three months of life (1)

The period given by the agent is three months, which is quite good. The frequency of updates of a game is faster and it can be done every few weeks. But for the lack of staff, He Shaoqian, who has newly established a company, it is undoubtedly a death talisman.

"Three months, only three months left. What game updates can I get, which can make players come back, free activities? Best sale? Or sign in every day to win the jackpot?" He Shaoqian grabbed his hair and thought about it with distress that the game activities that he once disdained had become the life-saving straw in his imagination.

His already messy hair was even more devastated by him. His haggard face and hunched body were hidden in the deep chair, concealing the reality that he had not had a good rest for several days and nights.

"Give me, eat something first." A lunch box with a warm fragrance was placed on the desk, and a voice that was also somewhat tired sounded in his ears.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xie Yao." He Shaoqian looked up and saw that this artist who was taken away by his former company, Xie Yao, was a 28-year-old woman with an ordinary appearance but still had strength. She could achieve a position of beauty by one step away.

Of course, he also knew that the other party followed him, and he was not interested in the status of entrepreneurial shareholders, dividend options, etc. he promised, but rather that he was a person, but unfortunately he could not make any promises.

"Don't worry, it really doesn't work. Let's just look for a new job. Didn't Hanyun Company come to you last month? It's a price of one million yuan for people and games. At least the past two years have not been in vain." Xie Yao comforted him.

"I was unwilling to give up, and I almost succeeded. It was because of their plagiarism that gamers lost so quickly. If it were other companies, I would still consider it." He Shaoqian's words showed a contradictory mood.

"What should we do now? The rent for this office alone is almost 8,000 yuan a month. This is still a remote location. Now the monthly income is less than 4,000 yuan, which is entirely due to the early profits. Even if the agent does not take down the shelves, we can't continue to open a company here," Xie Yao also frowned. Unfortunately, it's not a beauty, and this frown has no charm.

"Forget it, I'll collect the players' opinions. You can go to the forum to see it. I hope you can find some new things that can be delayed every day," He Shaoqian said in his tone.

With helplessness, he is now like countless retail investors trapped in stock trading. Before cutting his losses, he always fantasizes about a miracle to get out of the trap, but the result is that the longer the drag is, the heavier the losses.

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Ling Chen is walking in the game world, and with the help of the functions provided by A Tu, although he is in this server, he can still obtain information in the server based on human perception habits. For example, those words and pictures are not a string of binary data, but are still texts and images that ordinary people see, and the same is true for sounds.

Of course, compared with other players, he has more immersive feeling, but this immersive feeling is not a good thing. After all, this is not an era a thousand years later. Virtual technology has reached its peak. Those rough pictures can see falsehood at a glance. Just like the real flowers and fake flowers placed in the hall, most people can see at a glance that unless you are willing to put in a lot of effort, it is really not easy to use falsehood to make a fuss.

Of course, the role he occupied was not created by A Tu. As soon as he came to this era, A Tu still adhered to his usual caution. All the data has no trace of illegal modification, but it is just reading and utilization.

Even if outsiders find game data from the background, they just think that the character's account has been stolen. This is a very common thing today when online games are rampant.

This is a strategy simulation online game. Players have two career trends, one is the Mavericks and the other is the city lord type, which is somewhat similar to those described in many game novels, but of course the complexity is not as high as in the novel. After all, the novel can be written when you think about it, but it will be a lot of effort to let programmers implement it.

The background is a mixture of East and West. Players can build their own cities, organize forces to fight for hegemony, or develop themselves, be a enemy of hundreds of people, and enjoy the free adventure of mercenaries.

In fact, it is not that there is much newness. It is just that there are some fun things to attract a group of people in professional design and power confrontation. With the production of homogeneous games, a better platform, better speed and experience, and more updates, this game quickly fell into a disadvantage, especially without much advertising investment, which is an inevitable flaw.

When Ling Chen was sensing the information around him, some noisy sounds appeared, which was a rare situation in the empty server.

“GM appears,”

"Go and have a look. The game is almost ruined. Let him send us to the full level as soon as possible, so you can have fun before closing the server."

"There are the best products, are you staying there to get moldy? This game is just a few people. If you don't turn it off, you can save yourself from coming and checking it out,"

A few words and speech conversations floated in front of Ling Chen's eyes. Through these, in just a short period of time, he knew what the situation was now in the game server he was entrusted with. If this situation continues to develop, it may be fatal to him.

Everything in front of you is obviously the rhythm of the game, in terms of this era.

He searched through his memory with great effort. The background of the era thousands of years ago. Fortunately, before he came, he had stored and reviewed the various situations of this era. Otherwise, even if he had experienced this era, he would have forgotten it for such a long time.

He also quickly followed other colorful game characters and surrounded him. Since the other party was GM, he should have some understanding of the situation of this game server.

"Everyone is quiet, don't swim the screen," He Shaoqian's character floated in the air, waving his hand. Of course, he has the authority to ban the verdict, but now when is a player, it means that he is one step closer to bankruptcy and closure, and there will be another member in the army of failure in entrepreneurship.

"Players who can still stay here, thank you for your support..."

Ling Chen saw the GM in front of him making some comments, and he could be sure that the GM's tone had already revealed the smell of stopping operations. Although there was still hard work and struggle, if there was no additional help, the result was almost destined, and not everyone had the ability to turn the tide.

The GM showed some sadness in his tone. It seemed that he was still a real person, at least he still had some ideals and fantasies, but Ling Chen didn't care about this. He was just thinking about what impact this matter had on him.

He finally encountered a one-percent chance of success. Although he did not achieve the best goal and was reborn in a person, he was also very satisfied with the fact that he could achieve the current situation and have a complete consciousness. At least he believed that with thousands of years of experience and insight, his life this time would definitely go to a very far place, at least not be thrown away by the light-speed spacecraft, and ushered in the final destiny of destruction like those uninformed people, just as many times in the past.

Now his consciousness is in a server, which is specifically the location of the server, and he still doesn't know, but he understands the fact that if there is any physical damage to the server or the current state changes, his consciousness is likely to disappear.

His partner, the artificial intelligence with consciousness, said before that his mental power can turn this 21st century computer system into a tool for carrying consciousness. His own mental power plays a key unknown role, but now it has been consumed. If you want to generate mental power, according to the explanation of psychomechanics developed over the past thousand years, you must have a body as a medium. After the publication of psychomechanics, hundreds of years of development, it has long proved that no other things can produce mental power except for natural creatures.

And the moment before he traveled to this era, this conclusion had not been overturned, and no one has found a counterexample.

This means that before he finds a body to divert consciousness, any problems arise in the server where he is entrusted may end up in a desperate situation.

What problems may a server occur?

Disk damage, power outage, viruses, hackers,…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A little bigger, the relocation of computer rooms, equipment elimination, and even force majeure factors such as fires and floods.

Any of these things seems to have a greater impact on him than the game's server discontinuation.

But in terms of chances, the game's server suspension is an imminent danger before him.

Once the game is discontinued, such a game server will certainly not be idle. The biggest possibility is to use it for other purposes. Whether it is installing new software or formatting and reinstalling the system, he believes that it will have an impact on where he lives.

Human consciousness is very fragile, and even a little damage can cause irreparable damage. Therefore, humans have developed a hard skull as external protection, and also have mechanisms internally to resist the invasion of foreign substances. There is a special word in medicine, that is, "blood-brain barrier", to prevent the invasion of harmful substances in the blood.
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