Chapter 1855: Dispute Caused by Computer Games
Six days later, a shirtless, water-stained man walked into the lobby of the InterContinental Shadoviya Hotel in the Admiralty district of St. Petersburg.
People frowned when they saw him. A security guard wanted to chase him away but was stopped by another person. A waiter went over and handed him a bath towel.
The man thanked him and went upstairs.
"Why did you let him in?" the security guard asked the waiter who handed him the towel.
The waiter explained: "That's the resident of the store!"
"So sloppy?" The security guard was stunned. "Did he just crawl out of the water?"
The waiter whispered, "They've already booked all the superior rooms in our hotel. Speak more quietly."
The security guard suddenly realized: "It's them? One of the Salvage King guys?"
The waiter curled his lips at the door and said, "I suspect he's the Salvage King. I haven't seen him in the past few days. Didn't you see that the FSB people have been squatting here these days, and now he's gone to make a phone call?"
The security guard turned around and looked at him with a look of disgust: "What kind of salvage king is this? You gave him a bath towel and he didn't even give you a tip."
The waiter was about to speak when someone suddenly came over and said, "Hello."
"Mr. Bruch? What's the matter?" The waiter recognized Bruch.
Bruch said, "You just handed my boss a bath towel, right?"
The waiter nodded and said, "It's just a small favor. It's what I should do."
Bruch took out his wallet and took out 500 euros and handed it to him: "My boss asked me to thank you for the towel on his behalf."
After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs.
The security guard was dumbfounded when he saw this scene: "500 euros for just handing over a towel? Oh my god, if I had known I would have given him all my clothes just now."
The waiter pocketed the money and said happily, "So, it's good to remember the faces of everyone staying at the hotel."
The security guard looked on with envy, muttering, "Isn't the Salvage King a billionaire? Why is he staying in a shabby hotel like ours?"
The waiter laughed and said, "Is it because we are close to the river that it is convenient for him to swim?"
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Meanwhile, in the room, Xiao Peng finished his hot shower and walked out of the bathroom: "It's so boring to only have a shower!"
Kaxin said, "Boss, you said this place is close to the bar street, so you live here!"
Xiao Peng coughed dryly twice, then kicked a single sofa to the side. "Fabian, Pascal, what are you doing here? Are you here to play games?"
Pascal and Fabian ignored him since he came in and were still playing online games.
After hearing what Xiao Peng said, Fabian took off his headphones and said, "We can't be blamed for this. If anyone should be blamed, blame Bruch. What he said on the phone was so scary that it almost scared us to death. But after we got here, we found out that you were out having fun. I told them that nothing could happen to you, but they didn't believe me. So Pascal and I just stayed here to stabilize the morale, but it's really boring here! We have to find something to do. So we bought a few computers to play games. Why don't you come and play? The games made by Russians are quite fun!"
Xiao Peng glanced at the screen. It was a vehicle-based shooting game where players could pilot airplanes, helicopters, tanks, speedboats, ships, and other vehicles in coordinated combat. He frowned slightly. "War Thunder? Holy shit, are you kidding me? You French people are playing this game? I thought you were going to destroy it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Pascal's screen turn black and white. The tank was destroyed!
"Damn it!" Pascal slammed his headphones on the table. "This game is unscientific! Xiao, what do you mean? Why can't we French play this game?"
Xiao Peng laughed and said, "Not only can you not play, but the British can't play either! Otherwise, they'll say this is a 'fishing game'."
Fabian and Pascal were confused, but Kasim laughed maliciously.
Fabian asked, puzzled, "What happened when we were in Kaliningrad? What are you talking about?"
Xiao Peng explained: "It's not a mystery. You French people did something as stupid as the British, and then you put the blame on Russia."
After that, he told the two of them the whole story.
The story goes like this: This game features a lot of military equipment from various countries in the modern world, which is also the game's selling point. As a result, some players have been arguing over the so-called "game imbalance."
Earlier this year, a British player on the War Thunder forum questioned the game developers' design errors in the parameters of the British Challenger 2 main battle tank. The player, claiming to be a British Army tank commander, directly published a set of confidential data of the Challenger 2 main battle tank on the game forum, which caused a sensation at the time.
I thought the British were foolish enough, but the French were even more outrageous. Even after this incident became such a big deal, they still refused to learn their lesson. So, during another forum debate about tank data, a French user posted the specifications of the French Leclerc main battle tank. He even posted a French Army tank gunner's manual to prove his point. He claimed to be from the French Army and a Leclerc main battle tank operator.
Oh my God!
Main battle tank data are absolutely confidential, and yet they are made public like this?
I don't know what's going on in their heads: normally, when a leak like this happens, one should consider how to improve their confidentiality, but what happened with these two countries? They first blamed Russia, saying they were using gaming software as a phishing scheme, deliberately falsifying data to attract the attention of those involved and obtain confidential data.
Xiao Peng also agrees with this view. The Russian game developer must have been confused: Why should I care if your own soldiers voluntarily leak information?
If the game developers had the same tank specs as the real thing, wouldn't that be a disaster? If that were to happen, Britain and France would probably send assassins to them: "How the hell did you know the specs of our main battle tanks?"
Xiao Peng picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, and asked, "Fabian, how's the thing I asked you to do for me going?"
Fabian gave a thumbs-up. "It's all done. I've even set you up with several US dollar accounts. Don't put all your eggs in one basket. Don't be fooled by the fact that the US printed more money in the past year than in the previous 199 years combined. But as long as they can still force the world to pay for their economy, US dollar accounts are necessary."
Xiao Peng said, "Alright, you have the final say on this matter."
Kasin frowned and asked, "Boss, what happened?"
Then there was a knock on the door, and it was Bruch who came in: "Boss, someone from your country's consulate in St. Petersburg is looking for you."
"Oh, you're here already? The news comes pretty fast!"
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