Quick Transmigration: I Don't Want to Always Transmigrate into the Scummy Mother!

Posted to the Sunset Red Elderly Task Force, Mo Yan is cold and aloof: "It's a small matter."

As the saying goes, filial piety comes from discipline. As for ungrateful brats, you ...

Chapter 1807 My Daughter Committed Suicide (12)

Lin Mo: "..." Would he dare disobey?

The others couldn't help but laugh again; they really tried to hold it in, they really couldn't!

Lin Mo felt sad again.

"That's right, our company launched this new game in the hope that everyone would like it. Many games don't have refined graphics, so we've been working on that issue."

We spent almost six years designing this game. I really poured my heart and soul into it, and our whole team worked incredibly hard.

You could say this game is like our child.

Mo Yan glanced at him indifferently, "Get to the point."

Lin Mo: "..."

"Okay, the key point is that we exited immediately after finding investors. The game was very well received at the beginning, and we made some money. Later, the game was taken over by the company."

At first there were no problems, but later during the maintenance process, I found that many people were saying that their family members had fallen into a coma.

We also noticed this problem and wanted to investigate what was going on, but at that moment we found that we did not have the necessary permissions.

Even our freedom has been taken away.

We wanted to find out what happened, but we were all fired.

I had no choice but to leave the company and go home to check it myself.

Later, I discovered that there seemed to be a mysterious force behind the company that could use this game to pull everyone's consciousness, or brainwaves, into the game.

Once he realized this, he quickly continued his investigation, and what he found was quite shocking.

"When I found more and more data, and more and more people were falling into a coma because of this game, I was terrified. I wanted to call the police, but I found that there were people everywhere. I had no choice but to enter the game and find the central control center inside."

We set up a similar control center in the game itself, just in case someone took control of it one day.

After discovering all these problems, he quickly returned to his hometown and used the computer there to enter the game. He also told his parents that if anything happened to him, they should take him to the hospital. He didn't need any tests; he just needed to be kept in the basic care and given IV fluids every day.

His family thought he was sick or had some mental issues, but they didn't expect him to fall into a coma the next day, and they had to rush him to the hospital.

The examination revealed nothing wrong, except that he was in a coma, and the doctor was giving him IV fluids every day.

"If you can find the control center with me, I'm confident I can shut down this game."

At this point, some people were confused. "Didn't you say you didn't want Auntie to ruin the game? Why are you shutting it down?"

"No, I'm not afraid that Auntie will ruin the game," Lin Mo quickly explained. "Everyone is unconscious, and I hope that after we find the control center, we can kick them all offline one by one. Maybe that will wake them up."

This was his true thought; he genuinely wanted to save everyone.

The others then understood what he meant.

They all patted Lin Mo on the shoulder, "Brother, you should have said so earlier. We misunderstood you and thought you chickened out."

"Yes, you should have told us sooner, so we would have searched frantically."

"Let's fight side by side from now on."

Seeing their optimistic attitude, Mo Yan poured cold water on them, saying, "What do you mean by brainwaves remaining here? That's called a soul."

Even if you kick them all offline, they will remain in the game, and may even perish along with the game.

This isn't the kind of brainwaves you're thinking of. However, you're right, we still need to find the control center so I can know exactly where everyone is.

At the same time, Mo Yan also told him, "This game may be very important to you, but I will definitely destroy it."

This game is taking people's lives. The game is connected to the mastermind behind it. If I want to save people, I must destroy this game.

I'm issuing a notification, not asking for your opinion.

Mo Yan looked at them and asked, "What are your birth dates and times? Tell me, and I'll take a look at your current situation."

They nodded quickly and reported their names one by one.

With a wave of her hand, Mo Yan revealed their current situation: Pan Ziyu was in a VIP ward, clearly being cared for by specialized equipment, all of which were extremely expensive.

They heard the doctor say that they didn't know when they would wake up, or how long this state of being kept alive could last.

Then came the others, all in the same situation. Some were in regular wards, but none of their families gave up on them.

"See? Your families are all waiting for you. We believe you can go back."

They were all moved to tears.

Mo Yan suddenly remembered something. If she could get information about each user, she could send their images, including their parents' images, to the game's sky. "Lin Mo, since you said you still have some management privileges, can you get their birthdays?"

I remember there's real-name authentication required, right? You guys should have it.

Lin Mo touched his nose and nodded somewhat awkwardly, "That's right, we do. We have the ID card information linked to each account."

"Okay, then give it to me."

Mo Yan took out her computer, turned it on, and handed it to him.

"Auntie, are you really going to just turn on your computer and connect to the internet like this? Won't they find out?"

Mo Yan pointed to the top of their heads, then to the outside, "You can go outside now and see if you can get out."

They ran out in confusion, only to be bounced back violently, discovering that they seemed to be locked inside something like a glass dome.

"Auntie, we've been locked up."

They were extremely worried. What was going on? They had held on for so long, how could this happen...?

Mo Yan rubbed her head, thinking that none of them seemed very bright. "Is it possible that I set up a barrier? Doesn't this game have cultivation elements? Don't you guys know these basic things?"

They know that, but they need to buy props.

And their props weren't like that either.

"We didn't buy any of those items. And we can't use any items in the game, otherwise we might get caught by the other side. We haven't bought anything from the store during this period; we've been collecting materials and making them ourselves."

Previously, you could spend money to buy items; now you can only rely on luck. If you're lucky, the items you create will be good; if you're unlucky...

After hearing this, Mo Yan merely glanced at them indifferently before speaking.

"Oh, so you guys can only play video games, while I can cultivate immortality."