Chapter 266
"Based on existing research results and evidence, it can be determined that the system is a high-dimensional life form of unknown origin."
“Normally, there are cognitive barriers between different dimensions, and lower-dimensional life forms cannot discover the existence of higher dimensions. However, we can not only understand its language, but also enter the infinite games it constructs and carry out normal activities.”
"From this, we can infer that higher-dimensional life forms will be subject to some kind of dimensional reduction limitation after entering lower-dimensional space. Just like gods cannot reveal their full form in lower-level instances and need to disperse their power to enter."
"This limitation brings the system's power infinitely close to the peak of the current dimension, but it can only reach the peak at its highest point."
Everyone should look up. The ceiling is there; no matter how high it is, even if it's incredibly high, it's not infinitely high. Similarly, the system is not invincible.
"Getting back to the main point, after our reasonable analysis, the system is not a system."
"This sounds abstract, but it is true. It was originally a formless, high-dimensional life form. It was only after coming here and undergoing a long period of learning and simulation that it constructed the concrete image and identity of the [System]."
"Just like a chicken thrown into a flock of ducks, after a while it will swim in the lake with the ducks. Just like a human cub raised in a wolf pack, isolated from the outside world, after a while it will also start eating raw food and howling like a wolf, and may even show signs of atavism."
"Once a system becomes a 'system,' it retains the characteristics of a 'system,' but it will also possess the drawbacks of a 'system.'"
"Through the collection and repeated analysis of clues from top intelligence networks across various continents, we have been able to confirm that the object being simulated by the system is the newly developed supercomputer."
"Therefore, we treated the system as a real computer system and summarized the following three feasible attack paths."
"The first network layer is where everyone follows the peak location markers to launch a full-scale attack on the system's main body. This method has proven effective in the previous life, but due to insufficient attack power, we need a second attack path to assist from the side."
"The second type is the transport layer, similar to Bluetooth data transmission or wireless access between the user and WiFi."
In other words, we collaborated with and systematically built internal transmission channels targeting those traitors, enabling them to bypass firewalls and directly attack the system's main program via internal links.
To put it bluntly, it's about capturing a low-level administrator with authority and turning them into a defector, then having them lead the way to directly attack the enemy's headquarters, or to coordinate an attack from within or without.
White originally intended to recruit the Fifth Apostle, Augutov, but the outcome was witnessed by everyone.
The system is not only suspicious, but also ruthless, ordering all players who defect to the enemy to hand over their souls to it, and turning anything amiss into data.
It's like planting a sensor bomb in the player's heart while simultaneously turning them into a robot, hypnotizing and brainwashing them.
Once players are digitized, they can no longer be considered the same people they were before; betrayal is practically a foregone conclusion.
Everyone looked at White and found that the young commander remained calm as ever, as if he had already hidden all the turmoil beneath his face.
He continued without changing his expression: "Now, we must consider the third path, the application layer."
"As the name suggests, it involves attacking vulnerabilities in the application logic of a program, using unconventional methods to block critical events and cause the program to crash directly."
Someone realized: "You mean, create bugs in the game?"
“That’s right,” White said. “Let’s imagine that when a program is running at a critical moment and needs to use all the computer’s computing power and memory, what would happen if we suddenly stuffed another program into this program?”
Another player, who seemed quite refined, chimed in: "In general program calculations, if memory is limited and only enough to run a large program, then adding additional projects will most likely cause it to freeze."
White: "What if the newly added program is incompatible with the results of the previously run program?"
A glint flashed in the man's eyes: "Then it is very likely that the system will become unresponsive for a long time, and the computer will malfunction and crash."
Some people were completely confused and interrupted, saying, "Wait, wait, friends, could you explain it in simpler terms?"
"To put it simply, when the system announces a game loss, it changes the result from 'failure' to 'victory'."
A buzz of discussion arose immediately, with people whispering in astonishment. The man was completely dumbfounded: "What? We can do this?"
“How is that possible?” another player retorted. “If it were really possible, why are we still here? There must be some restrictions.”
"Yes, this is just an example. To change the outcome of an entire infinite game, the required energy entropy is far too great, and we do not have that capability."
But we can indeed tamper with the system's assessment of this instance, creating a bug in it.
The various guilds whispered among themselves, exchanging glances.
Indeed, if the goal is to create program bugs, there is no better choice than the Game House copy, because they have Messiah, record [9].
Once record [9] becomes record [10], the memories of all 300 million players on the server will be wiped, and the infinite game will restart.
Imagine the amount of computing memory required for this process if we consider the running server; there's no better timeframe than this.
After a brief discussion, a sharp gaze finally fell upon White. The person posed the crucial question: "The alteration method you mentioned, could it be... the goddess of fate..."
White responded firmly, "Yes, it's that artifact of destiny left behind by Xie Yuchun, the former CEO of the Federation, the White Bone Pen that can change fate."
The atmosphere at the meeting was heavy and solemn, but discussions resumed.
This matter is of great importance, and no one present can afford the consequences of failure. No one can easily draw a conclusion or give a definite answer.
The meeting was temporarily adjourned, and representatives from all parties, their minds overflowing with information, went back to verify the authenticity of the content and discuss the conclusions.
While they were taking positive actions on the surface, undercurrents were swirling beneath the surface, with constant questioning, probing, shirking responsibility, and arguments.
In just one day, White met with more than a dozen groups of leaders, key figures, or representatives from different organizations. Some organizations even sent two groups of people to meet him at different times.
They set up camp in the lord's existing castle, and in the huge living room, some people argued heatedly, their faces red. They were able to maintain a basic level of dignity and propriety at first, but as the discussion deepened, the scene suddenly resembled a noisy vegetable market.
The content is largely the same and can be summarized as follows: What are the negative consequences and impacts of doing this? How feasible is it? Can we guarantee that everything will go smoothly? Who will bear the responsibility if something goes wrong?
"Excuse my bluntness, but why not change the verdict from 'victory' to 'defeat'?"
“If the plan goes wrong and we actually succeed in clearing the level, Messiah will achieve record [10], causing the game to be reset and all our current efforts will be wasted!”
“No,” Messiah suddenly said. “If the Bone Pen cannot change the system’s judgment, I will end my own life before the judgment is made.”
Everyone was taken aback and turned to look at Messiah, only to see the saintly, gentle, and kind young man smile slightly: "Trust me, I'll act very quickly."
For some reason, the person who heard this felt a chill run down their spine and their heart pounded with fear. They subconsciously moved away from him.
White said, "Changing 'victory' to 'defeat' is just a simplified expression. The complexity of the actual operation would take three days and three nights to explain."
We might take the opportunity to insert viruses into the system, or we might tamper with things elsewhere; we'll try anything to create bugs in the system.
Someone couldn't wait to ask, "So what exactly are the steps involved?"
White suddenly looked at him and said calmly, "If you really want to know the specifics, I can tell you."
He raised an eyebrow and glanced around. As everyone's hearts were in their throats at his words, they silently pricked up their ears. The young man then continued, "But the premise is that if the information is leaked and the system finds out, causing the final plan to fail, all those in the know will be considered suspects."
White said in a deep, cold voice: "—Everyone, without exception, will have their divine power stripped, their memories formatted, and be exiled to a spacetime rift."
A sudden silence fell over everyone, a deathly stillness spreading like a tide, until someone, thinking it was alarmist, questioned sharply, "Including you?"
White replied without hesitation: "That includes me too."
"..." The man immediately choked up.
No one spoke.
White: "Everyone can rest assured that this is the result of discussions among countless top elite experts. Every minute step has been carefully considered and examined. Among all our action plans to date, this one has the highest feasibility."
“But Commander White, there’s another problem.”
Someone spoke again, their tone much gentler: "As far as I know, achieving a record of [10] clears is a constant condition for clearing the game, and this has been verified by multiple parties."
"If the operation plan to attack the system fails, we still need to consider achieving the completion conditions to win the game. By then, record [9] Messiah will be dead, and there won't be enough time left for us to re-accumulate records. What should we do?"
"yes!"
These words drew protests from many people.
"If there was such a plan, why wasn't it announced in advance? Where are we supposed to find players with high records to fill those positions now?"
In theory, they could schedule high-scoring players to be on standby at all times, but that's only in theory.
The first clear record has three limitations: first, you can't stop participating after you start; second, you can't reach [10]; and third, the opening time of the trial dungeon is entirely determined by the system and is completely uncontrollable, so you can only rely on luck.
Messiah had achieved countless records in the past [9], and this time he just happened to run into one.
As for other advanced players, most of them gave up decisively when they discovered that record [10] was a trap. Only a handful of people would keep trying and repeatedly hitting a wall.
White: "That's why we should change 'failure' to 'victory' instead of 'victory' to 'failure'."
"For us, the chances of successfully tampering with the record are higher. If we win, we can continue the first clear record of other players, but if we lose, everything will be reset to zero."
"So this time, when we attack the system, we not only need to strike hard at the system, but also crack its core and find out what restrictions are attached to the conditions for passing the record [10] so that players with high records can pass the level smoothly."
It sounds like all aspects have been considered, but there's still one question: who can be the high-record candidate after Messiah?
Suddenly someone blurted out a name: "Yan Yue from Zhongzhou District, hasn't he already achieved the record [8]?"
Conserving energy and recharging does not mean being completely unaware of the outside world. In fact, this information, which is publicly available, will be organized and archived within two hours at most, bypassing the system's surveillance and being incorporated into a specially established intelligence room.
Everyone realized that if Yan Yue successfully passed the level this time, he would become the record holder [9].
If they can crack the core program of the system in this trial and break the curse that the record [10] will restart, wouldn't that mean that they will achieve true victory in the next trial instance?
Immediately, someone couldn't sit still: "Where is Yan Yue? I remember he was with the top players in the dungeon."
Instantly, countless eyes turned to the peak, but before anyone could speak, the system's chilling notification suddenly rang out.
The anger of the unjustly killed cannot be quelled; they resent the Black King's tyranny and inaction, and will return from hell to point their swords at the Black King's palace.
[Pollution is expected to erupt across all levels within 30 minutes!]
The timing of the system's attack was too coincidental, just as they were about to reach a conclusion. It was only natural that everyone deduced that their conversation must have made the system feel greatly threatened.
What could it be?
Players launch a full-scale attack? Create bugs? Crack the core program? Or something else—
"It's Yan Yue! Record [8]! The system doesn't take our offensive operation seriously, but it's afraid we'll actually win the game!"
Several impatient individuals quickly approached the guild leader, asking, "Where exactly is Yan Yue?"
The vice president said, "Calm down, don't worry, he's in a safe place."
"What safe place? Didn't you hear the system announcement about a full-scale pollution outbreak? Wait a minute..."
Those with quick reflexes had already guessed from the reactions of the other members of the top team that Yan Yue was right there, within the protective circle of the various top players!
However, at that moment, the system notification sounded again without warning.
No, it shouldn't be called a notification sound. The voice was cold and cunning, unlike a system. It was more like a monster that had been disguised for a long time finally tearing off its bloody mask, its laughter filled with a chilling, bloody atmosphere.
[The Yan Yue you're talking about, could it be him?]
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