Copy Three
The moment Su Wanxing raised the question, the fat boy's jaw dropped in shock, even though his chin was just a thick horizontal line.
[Yes,] Zhou Tian said calmly, [The player hacked into the system.]
The little fat bird gave up the previous conversation and popped up N text boxes again to express its shock: Oh my God! Awesome! My dear host! You are my pride! How did you guess it?
Su Wanxing first ruled out the game's backstage agents. He still remembered that on the day he first logged into the game, there were a total of 80,001 players, and the extra passers-by were ruthlessly wiped out by the game's backstage agents. This showed that the game's backstage agents didn't care about the players' lives at all, and all decisions were made based on their moods and the supreme right to kill. They really wouldn't tamper with the already predetermined ending of the script.
As for NPCs, the probability is relatively low. Zhou Tian once said that after the dungeon ends, it will probably be reset over and over again. According to the inherent thinking of playing games, the NPCs for each week are fixed, and they will repeatedly accompany players through hardships again and again.
Unless the NPC has awakened its self-awareness, or perhaps it has a grudge against the NPC who plays the younger brother, and therefore feels that the repetitive and boring script should be made into something new, but there is no need to change the player's script to achieve this.
Then among the several known identities, only the player is left.
It is indeed difficult for players to achieve love and peace with each other. Just like "where there are people, there are rivers and lakes", where there are people, there will be suspicion and conspiracy.
Su Wanxing calmed down a bit, as artificial changes were better than unknown mysteries. If Zhou Tian knew which player was responsible, he would not have let the fat boy keep silent until now.
It seems that they don't know who did it.
"Zhou Tian, what is the scope of your abilities?" Su Wanxing asked in a more concrete way, fearing that the question was too abstract. "Can I treat you as an advanced artificial intelligence without a server?"
[A very interesting metaphor. System 88 can perhaps be called that. I should be more invisible than it, with greater authority, but I am limited to mastering all the databases of the game, and cannot understand the device information outside the game.]
"Well, I understand. The game "Catastrophe" is equivalent to running on a large computer, and the player's hacking is done on another computer. Even if we know that the system has been hacked, it is difficult to find who the hacker is."
[It is understandable, but since he was able to conceal his identity so easily, I suspect his actions were condoned by the game. After the abnormality of the 88 system being hacked was reported to the game, the feedback received was just a routine clearing of abnormal data.]
Conceited by the game? Su Wanxing was shocked.
What is the purpose of doing this?
Guide players to kill each other?
Su Wanxing immediately controlled the foldable computer in front of him and tried to connect to the game. "No, I can't find the game port at all. No wonder you think this is a behavior condoned by the game. I can only guess that this is a task reward for individual players."
[It is possible.]
Su Wanxing thought about it and said, "Since you can master all the database information of the game, then can I know what my subsequent scenario will be like? And what about the dungeons of other players? Can I change anything?"
[Out of humanitarianism, I don't recommend doing this. Besides, you are currently a three-dimensional creature in a four-dimensional space, and are restricted by the time paradox. If you can see your past, present, and future on a certain timeline, you will be ruthlessly wiped out by the laws of time and space.]
In short: she is a very low-level creature.
Su Wanxing shrugged. "Well, I always feel like I'm in a passive position now. I'm forced to survive and wait for the next invasion."
[I have strengthened the firewall of System 88, and it is now indestructible. Although I cannot tell you about your timeline, I will try my best to help you avoid certain unknowns. But I am not omnipotent. The premise of avoidance is that I cannot disrupt the normal progress of the copy. Once you modify your predetermined ending, it will definitely be discovered by the game behind the scenes.]
"What are the consequences of being discovered?" Su Wanxing asked.
[Arrested.] Zhou Tian’s voice was as calm as ever, as if he was telling of the destiny.
In the past, Su Wanxing only had the mentality of surviving the game as long as possible.
I also feel lucky when it comes to the binding of Zhoutian.
But now, after going through two copies and being tortured by the natural disaster game for more than two months, she has subtly changed her mentality in the face of the sorrow of not being able to recognize her biological parents when she meets them.
She realized that Zhou Tian's attitude towards her and towards the fat little girl were completely different.
This is not right.
"Zhou Tian, one last question."
[I am listening.]
"Why did you choose to bind me?"
Zhou Tian thought about this question for a long time.
Su Wanxing was not in a hurry, and slowly ate the snail noodles. He scooped a spoonful of soup, picked up a few noodles, mixed in the ingredients, and finally covered it with a piece of bean curd, and stuffed it all into his mouth.
Wow, a full mouthful, with all the flavors, so satisfying.
[Because you are special.]
Su Wanxing almost burst out laughing, and said bluntly: "It seems that all systems are bound to the host for this reason."
[Well, I can't tell you the reason now, but I can tell you the purpose of binding you.]
What Su Wanxing liked most about Zhou Tian was his sincerity. "Okay, thank you for your trust."
[I want to know why this game was planned behind the scenes? And you are the only player who can help me solve this puzzle.]
"Only? It turns out that we have a mutually beneficial relationship." Su Wanxing finally felt that Zhou Tian's assistance to her was more reasonable. "Since you are not friends with the people behind the game, then, happy cooperation."
Zhou Tian seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the pause in the electric sound was very obvious.
[It's a pleasure to work with you.]
Su Wanxing's first in-depth communication with Zhou Tian ended with the establishment of a cooperative relationship. This was also the first time she tried to test someone else's intentions, even though the other party was not a person, and although she rarely did so.
But this conversation is extremely necessary because trust is never pure and is often built on openness.
At least she had made it clear that Zhou Tian had a strong prejudice against the game and would not hurt her.
That's enough.
Breaking free from the control of the game is not something that can be accomplished in a day or two. There is still a long way to go.
What she needs to change now is from being passive to being active.
Su Wanxing was so engrossed in the discussion just now that when she lowered her eyes, she noticed that the fat little bird was leaning against the snail noodle pot, being stared at by the big orange boy.
The text box above its head reads: Fat and stinky cat, I'm not a dead rat. If you stare at me again, I'll spank you!
The big orange cat rolled its eyes and shook its long cat tail, intending to sweep the little fat cat's stinky mouth.
The furry tail fell down with a bang, but the little fat bird was not afraid at all and stood still. The part swept by the cat's tail suddenly became transparent, and then returned to its solid form after the cat's tail passed by.
The text box immediately showed the little fat guy's mockery: I have not been installed with the five senses system, nor do I have a voice function. You can't hit me, and I can't hit you, you smart orange pig! Bah! Bah!
After watching their little fight, Su Wanxing couldn't help but silently complain that it was so childish. No wonder the little fat guy was the only one who dared to get close to the snail noodles. It turned out that this little guy had no sense of smell at all.
"System No. 88, we should be working together for a long time," Su Wanxing said solemnly, "I will make you rich in the future, okay?"
The little fat bird's eyes lit up, as if it had found a backer. It stood with its wings akimbo, and boasted with its head held high: Hey, so-and-so and so-and-so and so-and-so and so-and-so pig, please don't be ungrateful, we will also have names and surnames in the future!
Zhou Tian continued to criticize it: [I don’t know who gave Wanxing a rating lower than even one star?]
The little fat girl covered her ears in embarrassment and said madly: Ahhhh! You really hold a grudge! That was a misjudgment of system No. 88. What does it have to do with my getting rich?
Su Wanxing smiled, remembering that Fa Cai was an artificial intelligence from a higher dimension, and asked, "Fa Cai, can I learn some knowledge about higher-dimensional space from you?"
The little fat man who made fortune returned to his serious state in a second: "Ahem, let the past be the past. Dear host, the fortune system is dedicated to serving you. You can try to combine me with any electronic device."
Su Wanxing held his breath and concentrated, carrying Fa Cai as he approached the foldable computer in front of him.
The moment the two came into contact, the foldable computer was virtualized as a whole and became one with the pitch-black computer. After two seconds of silence, a series of fluorescent green floating "halos" flashed across the black virtual screen.
Su Wanxing recognized at a glance that the fluorescent green was computer binary machine language.
Soon, the dazzling green letters and black screen disappeared, and the foldable computer returned to its original state.
The only change is a little fat bird scratching its ears and cheeks in a funny way on the computer desktop.
At the right time, a text box popped up on the forehead of Fa Cai, who was like a desktop pet: Dear host, you can now search for all the knowledge you want to know through the search engine, without the need to connect to the Internet, it is convenient and fast, and Fa Cai is always there~
Su Wanxing opened the search engine while digesting everything that had just happened.
"Then let's start with the high-level programming language of high-dimensional space." Su Wanxing said. Whether he could understand it or not was one thing, but the main point was curiosity.
In the next few days, through research on future technology, Su Wanxing discovered that efficient AI can assist humans in completing most of the code writing, which means that the more developed artificial intelligence is, the more dispensable programmers will be.
But this does not mean that humans can be completely ignorant of code. The heavy programming tasks can be handed over to computers to code, but the key core algorithms still need to be conceived by humans.
Of course, making a fortune is no longer artificial intelligence that can be understood in the modern world. It belongs to the modeling of high-dimensional organisms. Su Wanxing spent three days digging deep into the underlying architecture and gradually infiltrating the new programming language knowledge into his mind.
Starting from the fourth day, she gradually mastered how to use the computer language of high-dimensional space to communicate with Fa Cai through coding. In fact, it was not that troublesome. Although Fa Cai did not have voice function, he could communicate through the text box output by electronic equipment.
But this is just communication. What Su Wanxing wants is an artificial intelligence that is more comprehensive, has a wider coverage and is more auxiliary.
Finally, on the seventh day, Su Wanxing successfully used the advanced algorithms of the high-dimensional world to merge wealth and foldable computers, creating a visual assisted AI that often appears in science fiction blockbusters.
As long as Su Wanxing puts forward an idea, Fa Cai can immediately use the holographic function to assist in modeling and calculate the feasibility and optimal solution of the idea.
Su Wanxing sat back in the chair with satisfaction, feeling the pleasure of having worked hard for a week just to be able to lie down better in the future.
Since the shit-burying dragon left, no creature has come near here. I don't know if the shit-burying dragon spread some false rumors, which led to the unusual tranquility here.
But it’s better this way. Last time the little snake was hit by a mudslide, its entire body was torn apart. Su Wanxing bandaged the little snake’s wound, and it can rest well.
There was a power outage early this morning, which means that the crystal fuel put in a few days ago has been exhausted. One crystal can provide about 7 days of power.
Su Wanxing packed up his things and decided not to stay any longer.
She unplugged the USB flash drive from the computer. It was something her mother left behind, and it contained the genetic sequences of artificial dinosaurs. No wonder Mr. B would do anything to get the USB flash drive.
"Get rich, customize it into the form of a watch."
The computer in front of him instantly turned into a linear blue data stream and calculated the appropriate displacement. In just a blink of an eye, a ladies' watch dial appeared on Su Wanxing's wrist. It was so realistic that no secret could be seen inside the watch.
It’s a pity that Fa Cai doesn’t have a voice function.
[If necessary, I will convey it.] Zhou Tian’s calm voice always brings a sense of comfort to the soul.
Su Wanxing smiled knowingly and opened the door, "Thank you."
The hot sea breeze blew towards him, and Su Wanxing had to pull down the brim of his hat.
The weather seems to be getting hotter.
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