Not long after the nutrition cabin where the man was located became bright, the man suddenly twitched and then became motionless.
The electronic screen shows that the transmission has been completed.
This body is just an empty shell.
However, no one knows whether he has successfully reached World A.
Because the speed of time flow on both sides is very different, I am afraid that I will not be able to get the feedback results for a while.
Lin Fuxia stayed at the base for over ten days, during which time elite taskers and game NPCs were successively sent to World A. They hadn't received any feedback, and the world remained largely peaceful.
But the governments on both sides could not wait any longer, and they launched the first phase of the national immigration plan.
The so-called first phase of the plan is to allow all those who have already completed immigration procedures to remain in the game and not return to the real world.
Firstly, this way, if an accident occurs in the real world, this group of people won't be affected. Secondly, all the helmets they have can be released to support those without helmets. Thirdly, this can save these people's food rations. After all, everyone probably won't have much energy or time left for productive activities, so any food saved is a good thing. Fourthly, these people can focus fully on building the game.
Because this is a complete separation from the real world, mass work is difficult to do, and this work has to be done in secret.
The government departments are extremely busy, but the real work has nothing to do with Lin Fuxia. All she has to do is to take care of the stalls in the game and do a good job of welcoming and resettling people in the cities of the Western Continent.
Of course, she didn't do all of this herself. Many cities already had government workers who were very adept at doing these things.
Then, those who pay attention will find that there seem to be fewer and fewer people in reality. Some towns are small to begin with, and suddenly one day, people find that their neighbor’s family has never appeared again.
Today one person said he was visiting relatives, tomorrow that person said he was going on a long journey, and the day after tomorrow someone else said he was going to attend a funeral. Anyway, they left one after another, saying some strange goodbyes before leaving. When they looked back at the town, it was as if they would never come back again in their lifetime.
On a certain niche forum, there are only about 10,000 members, all of whom are "New World" players. Suddenly, some veteran players made some seemingly plausible remarks, such as "Goodbye, this world forever", "I will always miss the first 23 years of my life", "I hope this is the right decision", and "I will go first and wait for you."
Then one day I went to look at these people’s profile pictures and found that they were all black.
At a certain university, some students were called into a meeting by their instructor, who explained the situation to them: "This is the situation. You all meet the requirements. Pack your things and prepare to go home. When you get home, someone will contact you to conduct ideological work."
The students looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they had already completed the immigration procedures, when the day finally came, they were still in disbelief and at a loss.
In a family of three, the parents hugged their child, reluctant to let go. The mother burst into tears, but the father remained rational and advised his wife: "We see each other every day in the game. It's not like we won't see each other anymore. It's unlucky to cry like this."
My mother knew she could still see him in the game, but she couldn't help but panic: "If I completely immigrate, I'll have to give up my real-life citizenship and my real body. There's no turning back. What if the game isn't good?"
My father said, "The cities in the Western Continent have tall walls, are safe and secure, and have good public security. You won't have to worry about food and drink, so don't worry."
The mother was still panicking. She held her child, who was taller than herself, and kept stroking him: "Has it really come to this? It can't be that serious, it can't be that serious!"
The child also comforted his mother, and the staff who came to pick up the people were waiting outside the door with understanding. They had to pick up quite a few people from the same community, and every family had such a scene of separation from life and death.
In the darkness of the night, one flying car after another took off quietly. These were truly stealth flying cars that could not be scanned by radar or seen by the naked eye. They carried immigrants to secret bases one after another.
The base is built underground, and the bright and spacious underground parking lot does not seem cramped or depressing at all. The immigrants got out of the cars and looked at everything with unfamiliar eyes. Most of them are young people. Facing an unknown future, they are both afraid and expectant.
"Come this way!"
Following the flow of people, these people whispered to each other: "I'm from Red Sun City, what about you?"
"I was unlucky and didn't get a residence permit in the Western Continent. I settled in Beches City, District 3."
"Cut to death? This city name is not very auspicious!"
“…”
The conversation here obviously couldn't continue, but some people also sympathized with each other: "So, we are going to give up our current bodies next, right? I'm still a virgin, what a loss!"
"I even had plastic surgery last month."
"It took me half a year to develop these abdominal muscles!"
"We're never going to be able to return to this world, are we? I just bought a house, a 300-square-meter mansion, but in the game, I only have enough money to buy a small studio apartment."
"There are so many beautiful little clothes in the closet. I really want to take them away."
Jiang Xingyue walked in the crowd. In front, behind, and around her were people around her age of twenty. They were all from Yunnan University.
When "New World" was launched, there were internet cafes everywhere near Yunnan University, and college students were more interested in the new holographic game. Therefore, there were many "New World" players at Yunnan University very early on. Now, Yunnan University students who meet the immigration requirements account for one-sixth of the total population!
This ratio is very high. Therefore, Yunnan University’s immigration mobilization is carried out collectively, including those who are sent here to complete immigration. It is a collective action. Several flying cars are filled with Yunnan University students.
At this time, the students gathered together tightly, forming a small group, and moved forward nervously.
Suddenly someone said, "I can't bear to leave my parents. They only registered for the game a few months ago, and it will take a long time for them to immigrate."
Then others started talking.
"When I leave, my brother will be the only one left at home. I can't bear to leave him, but if I'm willing to obey, he can get an extra hour of online time every day."
"My niece just turned one, and I want to stay, but my family all told me to work hard in the game and save money for the family. But I know they think whoever can leave is the best."
"What about the elderly and children? My grandmother is old and hasn't gotten a helmet yet. My sister is only three years old..."
These children were worried about their future and worried about their families. Some of them even started crying while talking.
The atmosphere was extremely depressing.
A tall girl said, "Everyone, cheer up! We'll be able to see our families in the game every day. Why should we be sad about leaving? The country has its reasons for allowing us to immigrate. What we need to do now is work hard in the game and earn enough money to buy a house, a car, and money before our families immigrate! Then we can let them live a good life."
These words were useful, and everyone couldn't help but feel refreshed.
Young people who have not yet entered society have suddenly become the ones who have to support their families. This burden makes them feel heavy, but it also makes them feel at ease and feel that they are useful.
Suddenly someone said, "Do you still remember Lin Fuxia?"
Everyone was stunned.
Lin Fuxia?
I feel a little impressed. Who?
Jiang Xingyue suddenly raised her head and looked at the person who was speaking.
The boy who spoke was mysterious: "Lin Fuxia, she used to be a student at Yunnan University, and she seemed to have dated that person from the Chi family."
Now that I think about it, I do have some impression of it. It was quite a big fuss at the time.
So, what happened to this guy?
"Don't you know? I heard that the one who's most important to make money is Lin Fuxia!"
The name Lin Fuxia is indeed not very familiar, but who doesn’t know that making money is important?
When people mentioned this person before, the first thing that came to mind was the president of the Money Making Guild, but now when they talk about her, she is the person in charge of the opening of the Western Continent, the mayor of Red Star City, the first city in the Western Continent, and one of the main persons in charge of the immigration game.
No one knew when it started, but this person seemed to have close contacts with both the Imperial Government and the Alliance Government, working together to open up the Western Continent.
"Is this true? The only thing that matters is Lin Fuxia. How is that possible?"
"How could he be a student like us if he's so concerned about making money?"
"How is it impossible? My information is absolutely accurate."
"If we are really an alumnus and we need money, can we ask her to look after us in the future?"
Suddenly someone looked at Jiang Xingyue: "Xingyue, you and Lin Fuxia were in the same dormitory before, right?"
Everyone looked over at once, as if Jiang Xingyue had become a hot commodity.
Jiang Xingyue shook her head. "We were indeed roommates, but we haven't been in touch since she dropped out of school, and we weren't very familiar with each other before."
Everyone was disappointed when they heard this, as they thought they could get something big.
However, the fact that the gaming tycoon is their alumnus still makes them excited as if they had taken stimulants.
Soon the large group arrived at another space. Everyone was shocked at first sight. There were countless nutrition capsules placed there. The metal shells reflected a cold white light under the bright lights.
"After confirming your safe arrival at the game, your bodies will be preserved in a nutrient chamber like this. This chamber will sustain your life. Only you, the first group of immigrants, will receive this treatment. Those who immigrate later probably won't have so many nutrient chambers to preserve their bodies."
The staff introduced.
Everyone felt a little better psychologically when they thought that their bodies would not die immediately after immigration. Finally, they looked at their bodies with some nostalgia, pinched and touched them, then took their last expression and last photo, and reluctantly lay down in the nutrition cabin.
The hatch closed and consciousness was transferred into the game.
In the game, Lin Fuxia was holding a big cat. As if sensing something, the big cat raised its head.
Lin Fuxia also seemed to have noticed something and said, "The immigrants are online?"
The big cat nodded: "Yes, I feel a lot of prayer power."
"Hmm? What do they pray for?"
"I pray that my future will be smooth and stable, that my relatives who are unable to immigrate will be safe and smooth in reality, and that we can be reunited as a family in the future."
The big cat closed his eyes: "It's a very pure and genuine power of prayer, even with warmth."
He took a deep breath. It had been a long time since he had felt such a strong power of prayer.
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