Zhang Zhao replied quickly, saying that Lin Fuxia could go over right away.
Lin Fuxia walked into the vocational college. There were no classes at night and every classroom was dark, but there was a teaching building with lights on, which was used for students to "study on their own".
Some players have nowhere to go at night, or no money to rent a hotel or live in a dormitory, so they hang out in the classroom here.
So through the window, you can see some people lying down, sitting, or even in strange postures. They look like they are dead, with their eyes closed and their chests barely rising or falling. It looks a bit weird.
These are the idle players.
Lin Fuxia couldn't help but admire these people's kindness. After all, in the vocational college, they can only guarantee that no strange things will come in, but they cannot guarantee whether the players around them are good or bad. What if someone around you suddenly stabs you when you are AFK, and your life will be gone in an instant.
She walked to the classroom in the corner. It was very quiet inside. Only Zhang Zhao was there. As Morris' assistant, he had the right to have a classroom to himself.
At this moment, he was holding a strange paintbrush, drawing something on the scroll, and the tip of the brush was emitting magical light.
Lin Fuxia knocked on the door. Zhang Zhao looked up, saw that it was her, and hurried over to open the door.
Lin Fuxia went in and asked, "Why aren't you offline at this late hour?"
Zhang Zhao said, "I couldn't sleep, so I came here. It's especially quiet at night in the game, so I can concentrate better when making scrolls."
Lin Fuxia nodded and looked at the scroll on the table.
On the scroll, profound and mysterious magic patterns and various strange lines have been drawn.
It looks pretty good.
Unfortunately, Lin Fuxia is not a magician and does not have any artistic talent, so he cannot appreciate it. He can only see that it is quite impressive, and that it must be very troublesome and hard to draw.
Zhang Zhao took out a few rolled-up scrolls from his backpack: "These are the scrolls for traveling back and forth to Mole Manor."
Lin Fuxia answered: "What are these on the table..."
"This is another type of teleportation scroll," Zhang Zhao explained. "Teleportation scrolls can be roughly divided into fixed anchor point teleportation, token or marker teleportation, and random distance teleportation."
"Fixed anchor points are like those in Mole Manor. They're buried beforehand to form a fixed teleportation point. This is the most stable. A scroll of return to town is also like this. The same principle applies to players being sent back to their resurrection point after death."
"A token or mark teleportation is when one person holds a token or has a mark on them, and another person tears open the scroll, teleporting them to the previous person."
Lin Fuxia nodded: I understand, it’s the same mark she used to chase people for thousands of miles.
"The random scroll's teleportation point is random. Depending on the scroll's method, the direction and distance can be roughly determined."
Lin Fuxia thought for a moment: "Can you do all these?"
"I'm still practicing and have made a few, but the results aren't very good yet."
Zhang Zhao handed her two Token Transmission Scrolls. "These two are well made and should work. Even if there's a slight error in the transmission, it won't be too big."
Lin Fuxia also accepted the two scrolls.
"Which of these types of scrolls is easier to make?"
"Random teleportation scroll. This kind of magic circle is relatively simple to draw."
"Okay, then you'll do this next. I'll prepare two for each person going to the front lines."
It should be nice to tear open a random scroll and leave danger when escaping.
"Teleport eastwards, with a range of ten kilometers. Can it be done?"
Zhang Zhao nodded: "Okay, but I'm too slow on my own, I need help."
"I'll pick assistants for you from the guild."
"Then I'll get ready first."
Lin Fuxia looked at Zhang Zhao with satisfaction. It had only been a short time, and this man was already being used and could even lead people to work.
She opened the guild management system. The people who would make the scrolls had been selected these days. She was checking to see if these people were online. Seeing that there were indeed two online, she directly sent a message asking them to come to the vocational college.
After waiting for about half an hour, two mages, a man and a woman, came and started learning from Zhang Zhao.
Lin Fuxia watched for a while and confirmed that they got along quite harmoniously. The two mages were very willing to learn and had no intention of being dissatisfied with Zhang Zhao. They seemed to be learning quite quickly, so she felt relieved.
When I went downstairs, I saw a man, Dong Rui.
He seemed to have been waiting here for a while.
Seeing her coming down, Dong Rui looked up and smiled: "Hello, Chairman Qian."
Lin Fuxia was a little surprised, but not particularly surprised.
She got straight to the point: "You're here for the scroll, right?"
Dong Rui said, "I can't hide it from you. I wonder if you have already made a teleportation scroll."
He asked politely, but in fact he was waiting for Lin Fuxia here because he knew that Zhang Zhao had already made the teleportation scroll.
There was no way. He had asked Zhang Zhao before, but Zhang Zhao's answer was always: I work for the president, I don't know or care about other things, if you have any problems, you can go to the president.
Anyway, he kept his mouth shut and looked very loyal, which was quite consistent with the name of his game: Sun and Moon Shining Together.
This kind of sincerity was probably only given to Lin Fuxia, the president who had helped him.
Lin Fuxia walked down the stairs and did not deny: "I do have the teleportation scroll you want in my hand."
Dong Rui showed joy on his face, but he also heard the unspoken meaning in Lin Fuxia's words.
He followed Lin Fuxia and said, "I want this scroll. If you need anything, just ask."
Lin Fuxia folded her hands in her sleeves. It was almost dawn and the wind was a little cold. She missed her kitten very much. She wanted to hold a soft and warm kitten in her arms at this time.
She looked up at the crescent moon in the sky and asked, "There are some things I don't quite understand, and I want to ask Master Dong."
Hearing her call him Master Dong, Dong Rui also became serious: "Excuse me, if I can answer, I will tell you everything I know."
Lin Fuxia said, "The game we are playing now, New World, was launched by your game company, so you are the ones who know this game best, right?"
Dong Rui paused slightly. He didn't expect Lin Fuxia to ask this.
The other party had never asked about related matters since he knew his identity, but now he suddenly asked, and his tone was not very friendly, and even seemed to be slightly angry.
He knew he couldn't make excuses. It was definitely not a wise move to offend someone who knew his identity and was doing very well in the game.
And since she asked, she must get to the bottom of it.
He said, "Yes and no."
"How do you say it?"
Dong Rui sighed: "I said yes because my father Dong Qihua and I were indeed the first to come into contact with this game."
He was silent for a moment and then said, "My health is very poor, and my brother died of illness. No matter which hospital or doctor I go to, the diagnosis I receive is that I will most likely die early like my brother.
"My father was so worried about this that he couldn't sleep all night. He even started to practice superstition and pray to various gods. Until one day, a game appeared on his computer. The game's description said that people who couldn't survive in the real world could immigrate to this game."
"Immigration?" The word "immigration" makes it clear that it is not a small-scale matter.
"Yes."
"What happened next?"
Dong Rui glanced at her and saw that her face was as calm as water, and he couldn't tell what she was thinking.
He continued, "My father was determined to try anything anyone said, as long as it had a chance of saving me. He told me about it right away. I didn't believe him, but he was still determined to give it a try. Then, that same day, a gaming helmet appeared out of nowhere in my house."
Lin Fuxia frowned. Appearing out of thin air? This was how the first gaming helmet came about?
"My dad put on the helmet, and he was actually the first person in the world to log into the game.
"At that time, there weren't any players in New World; it was full of NPCs. My father played around in the game for a while, and when he logged off, he excitedly told me that in all his years of making games, he'd never seen one as realistic and immersive as New World. He believed it was a real world, or perhaps a divine creation.
“From that day on, my father prepared me to immigrate into the game.
"They packaged New World as a true holographic game, mimicked that helmet that appeared out of thin air, created matching helmets, and promoted it with all sorts of publicity... My body was stretched to its limits, relying entirely on all sorts of expensive equipment to keep me alive. I could die at any moment. So, New World was hastily launched online. On the day the game launched, I logged in and was trapped, losing my memory.
"Until, you rescued me from the puppet."
Lin Fuxia asked: "Is this immigration?"
Dong Rui nodded, but also shook his head: "Real immigrants can't be this unsafe. It seems that this world is not ready to welcome immigrants. That's why I lost my player panel and my memory, and almost died.
"That's why when you ask us if we know the game best, I say yes and no. We do know the game better than most people, but our understanding is limited. We're all just trying our best."
Dong Rui paused and said, "If we talk about true understanding, the empire's central mastermind should know it best."
Lin Fuxia frowned. "The central brain? That's the massive processor that's said to be constantly monitoring everything in the empire. It's also said to be the only artificial intelligence that's as close to a natural person as you can get?"
Dong Rui said, "Yes, my father realized this and even had hackers sneak into the main brain. Although they were quickly discovered, they also discovered that the main brain and New World had constant data exchanges. They also stole a document called the Empire's Universal Immigration Plan. Unfortunately, the text of the document was all garbled."
Lin Fuxia: "..." Letting hackers attack the main brain, what's the difference between that and asking ants to provoke an elephant? They're really bold.
But: "Universal immigration?"
The empire is so large and has such a large population that if everyone were to emigrate, there would be no place for them to move to in reality.
I haven't heard that the Empire's space agency has discovered any new habitable planets.
So, is it to immigrate into the game?
Why?
Who would be willing to give up everything in reality and immigrate here for no reason? And why would they do that?
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