This "outer coat" is a very soft white, so it is mixed with the gold and silver light, inconspicuous and easily overlooked.
Yang Jia thought about it, but couldn't remember whether he had such a layer of light on him last time. After all, it was just a fleeting glimpse at that time, and most of his attention was focused on the surrounding environment.
But it was definitely different from other players. Yang Jia could sense a connection between herself and the other data. Essentially, she and the data were of the same origin. Without the protection of a helmet, she would be swept away unhindered by the data stream.
Yang Jia once thought optimistically that after entering the data world, he would be able to discover more secrets and have the opportunity to figure out what was going on with his mutated data.
But when she found herself in this world of data, she found that she had no idea where to start.
This world was too vast and immense. Yang Jia herself was merely one of the billions of currents flowing within it, and her place in this information flow was pitifully small. Perhaps within this shimmering galaxy, the answers she sought did lie, but at the moment, she didn't have the wherewithal to obtain them.
The human brain is very fragile, and there is no option to exit the data world. Therefore, in order to protect the tester, the helmet will automatically take effect and eject the consciousness after the set time to prevent getting lost in it.
Moreover, Yang Jia's previous idea of designing a "firewall" for himself to prevent his data from being easily accessed now seems difficult.
Unless the system takes action personally, the protective systems that players can create are similar to this helmet, forming a closed environment that is naturally safe to stay in. But that is definitely not what Yang Jia wants.
If this were done, the "abnormal" data would be quickly noticed by the system. Yang Jia's research was to conceal his uniqueness and prevent the system from noticing it. So how could he possibly offer it to the system?
The situation is completely different from what I expected. This doesn’t work and that doesn’t work. What should I do now?
Before Yang Jia had time to think about what to do, he returned to reality.
Zhang Zitao looked at her with concern, "How do you feel?"
Yang Jia rubbed her slightly swollen forehead. Though it had only been a few minutes, the burden had been immense, leaving her feeling a bit exhausted. It seemed this digital world was taking a toll on her mental health far more than she'd imagined. She thought for a moment and offered her own assessment, "It seems like there's nothing else to do now except sightseeing."
Her consciousness was certainly protected by the helmet, but the helmet would only stay there, passively defending her and not being able to move, which was also a restriction for her.
Otherwise, Yang Jia would really like to follow this flow of information to see what would happen.
She couldn't explore every information stream, but the one she was on was still possible. She wondered what she would see when she reached the end.
Zhang Zitao clapped his hands and said, "I thought so too. However, there are still several technical difficulties to overcome, and I'm afraid it won't be done in a short time." Needless to say, Yang Jia was also very interested in this and threw himself into research with great enthusiasm every day. But even so, such technical difficulties were not so easy to overcome.
Yang Jia also knew that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed. After a slight hesitation, he asked, "Can we open a door in the existing protection procedures?"
Zhang Zitao's eyes lit up, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"
Compared to upgrading existing protection programs and making them work, it is much simpler to just open a loophole in them. This way, while ensuring security, data in the information flow can also be collected and analyzed.
Yang Jia and Zhang Zitao had the same idea. When they couldn't go downstream, they both planned to "catch" some information.
The difference was that Yang Jia was just trying his luck, while Zhang Zitao intended to use this as a foundation for a deeper analysis of the system, perhaps even deconstructing the composition of the system's data. If successful, perhaps one day they could disguise themselves as basic system data, floating back and forth in all data streams without being discarded as garbage by the system.
Of course, this is the most ideal outcome and is almost impossible to achieve. But in any case, it is indeed a huge progress for research.
Seeing Zhang Zitao immersed in his research again, Yang Jia took a look around the place. It was different from the last time she saw it. Many new devices were added, making the whole environment look more technological.
When he reached the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Yang Jia paused for a long time. Through the glass, he could only see the flashing lights on the machine, indicating that it was working. Other than that, there was nothing special about it.
Yang Jia had personally used the interactive system developed by Zhang Zitao and naturally knew how powerful it was. But in reality, it was just a terminal connected to the main system.
And what kind of existence is the intelligent mastermind that truly controls this world?
I'm afraid no one can give me the answer to this question. I have to explore and find it myself. Thinking of this, Yang Jia returned to her seat and put on her helmet again. After a period of rest, her spirits had recovered a lot and she was able to use the helmet again.
——In order to minimize accidents, the helmet itself is also equipped with a detection system. When the user's emotions fluctuate too much, the helmet cannot be activated. The user must remain calm and all data must be within a reasonable fluctuation range.
Appearing in the data world again, Yang Jia was still infected by the dazzling beauty, but this time she came back to her senses faster.
However, Yang Jia didn't make any move, instead remaining quietly where she was. This time, she planned to "clean up" the system's garbage and then go to the recycling station. This was her only way to move.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jia felt herself moving, pushed by some strange force, slowly moving forward. But her speed was much slower than the data around her. When she reached a tributary, that force pushed her around a corner, and she entered another torrent of information.
The following process was tedious, consisting of constantly changing directions and entering new tributaries. Fortunately, these steps proceeded very quickly, and Yang Jia was dazzled and unable to keep up. By the time she came to her senses, she was already overwhelmed by the flood of information.
Yang Jia still felt a lingering fear when he opened his eyes. Even with a helmet, being inundated with so much indiscriminate information was still extremely dangerous. Furthermore, Zhang Zitao had said that the Recycle Bin would deconstruct the data, and if he wasn't careful, it could all be gone.
But... a hint of doubt flashed in Yang Jia's eyes. She didn't know why, but she always felt that the last section of the road was somewhat familiar, as if she had walked this way thousands of times before.
Is it an illusion, or a memory left by the data?
This speculation isn't groundless, for this world is essentially a world made up of data. The process of combining these data inevitably involved numerous attempts, ultimately resulting in the world we see today. Throughout this process, countless pieces of data were combined, broken down into basic units, and then reassembled into other things. Data, too, has memory; it's simply too fragmented, and when new data is overwritten, it naturally has no effect.
But maybe some of the data is special, so you remember some of it?
Speaking of bugs, Yang Jia himself is the biggest bug, so no matter how bizarre things are, they are possible to happen in this game world.
Unable to figure it out, Yang Jia decided not to continue, planning to wait until Zhang Zitao had improved it before trying again.
This time, Zhang Zitao was very fast, opening a door on the original basis in less than two days. He had originally planned to do a test himself, but Yang Jia took the initiative to take over the task.
After entering the data world, Yang Jia clearly felt that the defense in one direction was the weakest, causing the entire defense system to be unstable and easily collapse under the onslaught of data.
Time is running out, so we must hurry. Yang Jia immediately and carefully approached this direction, found the weakest point, and began to practice releasing his own power to "capture" the light points in the torrent.
At that moment, Yang Jia felt as if he had learned everything by himself. Although he had not studied or practiced at all, he naturally understood what he should do at the moment.
Her consciousness seemed to be out of her control. She "saw" the milky white power in her body spreading out, and soon specks of golden light broke away from the information flow, stained the white light, and were taken back.
And just when the golden light containing countless information touched "herself", Yang Jia felt as if she was hit hard by a punch, or as if someone hit her on the head with a big wooden hammer. She even felt that she heard the sound of something shattering.
Then everything went black before her eyes and she completely lost consciousness.
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Zhang Zitao was personally watching Yang Jia and recording the test process, so he noticed almost immediately when Yang Jia showed any abnormality.
Before he could even speak or take action, he saw Yang Jia's body suddenly dissolve. That's what happens when a player dies. Zhang Zitao jumped in shock. But the next moment, a flash of red light appeared, and Yang Jia was sitting there again, perfectly still.
Zhang Zitao hurried to check the equipment and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no problem.
However, it was too early to relax. The helmet continued to work, but the preset time had long passed and Yang Jia still hadn't woken up.
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