Chapter 163 A new doomsday has arrived.
At the end of the man's sight, a bird-shaped reconnaissance robot just flew out of the azure energy barrier.
"The detection efficiency is so low."
"Has the Watcher Association never thought about improving it?"
Wang Ran asked while driving the robot.
The Watcher Association has been in this world for more than a year, consuming 200,000 or 300,000 reconnaissance robots every day, but the farthest they have detected is the fourth ring. This is a bit too bad.
The built-in intelligence replied: "This is the best detection method at present, and it has been tested in many worlds."
Wang Ran pursed his lips. He may be an amateur
if he practices what he preaches. The built-in intelligence explained: "The average attributes of the three types of mass-produced reconnaissance robots have reached the level of a sixth-level transcendent." "Each model has its own specialized development direction. Take the bird-shaped reconnaissance robot you drive as an example. Its standard cruising speed is at the level of a seventh-level transcendent. When the acceleration device is activated, it can reach the level of a ninth-level transcendent!" Wang Ran was slightly stunned. Although he could see the various data of the reconnaissance robot, he did not expect that a reconnaissance robot was equivalent to a sixth-level transcendent. Then, just in the reconnaissance mission alone, the Watcher Association dispatches 200,000 or 300,000 fearless Ji'an Taoist priests every day! Thinking of this, Wang Ran suddenly had an intuitive feeling. The Watcher Association may really not be able to improve in terms of investigation, because the sixth-level extraordinary people have reached the level of permanent residents in the world hub, and the current investigation intensity can almost be said to be saturation investigation. Going a step further, it is not called investigation, but a decisive battle! Wang Ran has figured it out. The reason for the low efficiency of investigation is not that the tactics of the Watcher Association are not good, but because the opponent is the evil god. If the opponent is the Apostle of Doom, a fraction of the 200,000 robots can directly end the doomsday. The thinking of the Watcher Association is actually the same as his, that is, to keep testing new routes until they find the one that can get to the front of the evil god. 200,000 is probably the most appropriate number that the Watcher Association has come up with after combining multiple factors such as the situation, cost, and opportunity. Too many will cause a violent reaction from the evil god, too few will be useless. "The Watcher Association is throwing dice!" Wang Ran sighed. Disorder is not unsolvable. The Watcher Association is also looking for a gap in that moment, and is very patient. Compared with the Watcher Association, his advantage is that he can make hundreds or thousands of fine-tuning on the same route at the same time without attracting the attention of the evil god. Although the Watcher Association has deployed many robots, they are scattered in the vast space and time. There are only a few attempts on the same route at the same time, and every failure in the same space and time will cause a huge obstacle to the next attempt. But the Watcher Association cannot gather the robots. That would be too conspicuous. Once it attracts the attention of the evil god, unless the god takes action, these robots will never be able to get in front of the evil god. But the purpose of investigation is to provide intelligence to the gods. Since the gods have already stepped in to fight the evil gods, what is the point of investigation? Wang Ran suddenly realized something. The Watcher Association may not have thought about ending the war in a short time. This year is just the beginning. "You are about to enter the purple mist area." The built-in intelligence said, "For safety reasons, I will enter a dormant state." Wang Ran asked in confusion, "Why?" The built-in intelligence replied, "To avoid contamination." Wang Ran asked in confusion, "You are just an intelligent program. The evil god can even contaminate you?" The built-in intelligence replied, "Precisely because I am just an intelligent program, it is easier for the evil god to contaminate me. Once the evil god's consciousness enters the war fortress's intelligent network through me, the entire war fortress may become the evil god's minion." Wang Ran wondered, "Is it that serious?" The built-in intelligence replied, "Similar situations have occurred before. In line with the attitude of never refraining from speculating the evil god with the worst malice, the Watcher Association has issued some regulations to limit the scope of activities of intelligent programs. One of them is to actively go into hibernation when approaching the evil god." Wang Ran was silent. It turns out that the evil god can not only attack people through the Internet cable, but can also turn the Internet cable into a part of himself! Wang Ran thought of the unfortunate guy who was dragged out of the cockpit before, and he asked, "When the driver encountered mental pollution, did you do nothing?" "I was in a dormant state in the purple mist area." "There is no way to know the driver's condition." Wang Ran wondered, "Then why not install a device that can forcibly disconnect the connection based on the driver's expression?" The built-in intelligence replied, "Due to cost and performance considerations, the Watcher Association has no plans to install such devices on mass-produced reconnaissance robots. If you are concerned about your own safety, you can apply to the Watcher Association for a job transfer and go to work in other positions." The answer from the built-in intelligence was a template answer, and it was obvious that Wang Ran was not the only one who asked this question. "You don't have to worry about it." The built-in intelligence explained, "As long as your mental strength reaches the level of a first-level extraordinary person, you will have enough reaction time to disconnect from the reconnaissance robot before being captured by the evil god convert." "In the past year, reconnaissance robots have been on duty 80 million times in total, and only 13 convert capture incidents have occurred. The accident rate is infinitely close to zero." Wang Ran calculated the accident rate in an instant, which was about the same as the probability of winning the first prize in the double color ball.
The Watcher Association obviously has no concept of human rights supremacy.
In order to save a small group of weak extraordinary people who are not as good as mass-produced robots, they add safety devices to countless reconnaissance robots?
Sorry, there is no such plan for the time being.
"The Watcher Association is really..."
Wang Ran didn't know how to comment.
Take human life lightly?
Indifferent?
Rational?
At this time, Wang Ran saw the purple mist rolling like an ocean in front of him.
Before rushing into the purple mist area, he asked the last question: "What if the driver mutates."
The built-in intelligence replied: "We will quickly kill him and ensure everyone's safety!"
This answer made Wang Ran silent.
Killing a deformed robot is much simpler than installing a protective device on the reconnaissance robot.
The reconnaissance robot flew straight into the purple mist.
The huge noise, the shining light, the surging energy fluctuations, the robot immediately attracted the attention of the evil god converts. The purple mist surged silently, and thin figures were looming in the depths of the mist.
Wang Ran perked up.
From the moment he entered the purple mist area, he had to make sure that his actions were exactly the same as in the real-time simulation.
The evil god converts swam in groups in the purple mist.
The so-called conversion is to be polluted by the evil god.
Some of them converted earlier and have completely lost their original shape. Their bodies are covered with pus bags like tumors. They walked in the purple mist in a daze, eager to encounter blood food that was delivered to their doorstep.
Some of them converted later, and they still retained some of their original racial characteristics, but they looked more terrifying because many of them wore the nameplate of the Watcher Association.
Suddenly, the evil god converts raised their heads.
They all looked in the same direction, where there was a series of dazzling flashes, and it was getting closer and closer.
It was a bird-shaped reconnaissance robot.
"Hehe, little toy!"
An ethereal voice sounded in the deep purple mist.
Some people with special physiques can retain their memories and consciousness before being polluted, but their temperaments have changed drastically. These people are the real evil god converts.
Before being polluted, they were all extraordinary people above the seventh level. After being polluted, they accepted the power of the evil god and their strength reached a higher level. If the reconnaissance robots encounter them, there is no possibility of escape.
Whoosh—
a half-moon-shaped black arc flew out from the depths of the purple mist.
"Hehe, seven thousand nine hundred and two. Huh?"
A suspicious voice came from the purple mist.
Just a second before the black arc was about to hit, the robot suddenly rose in height and avoided it by a hair's breadth.
"Want to run?"
A short figure emerged from the purple mist.
She had purple ponytails and was dragging a broad-bladed sickle that was twice as tall as herself.
"Hehehe! Where are you going to run?"
She rushed towards the reconnaissance robot in the sky with a strange smile, and appeared in the reconnaissance robot's path in the blink of an eye.
The reconnaissance robot seemed to have sensed danger.
Boom!
Its tail suddenly fell off, followed by a burst of strong light, and the fierce flames instantly engulfed the evil god convert wielding the sickle.
"Ah!"
The evil god convert was caught off guard.
She fell from mid-air and let out a miserable scream.
The reconnaissance robot took the opportunity to flee thousands of miles away, and instantly disappeared from the perception range of the evil god convert.
"Do you know that your laugh is ugly?"
Wang Ran complained.
The most difficult part of the real-time simulation is just entering the purple mist. It is necessary to increase the height and use the acceleration device just right.
At that time, he didn't understand why, but now he knows that he has encountered a real evil god convert.
Due to the cover of the purple mist, he did not see the evil god convert, but he heard the evil god convert's laughter, which felt like an old woman pinching her throat to pretend to be young, which made him sick.
If he hadn't been in a hurry,
he would have turned back and beat this guy to death!
"You have entered the eighth ring."
A cold mechanical voice rang in Wang Ran's ears.
"You have entered the seventh ring."
"You have entered the sixth ring."
"You have entered the fifth ring."
Wang Ran manipulated the robot to avoid wave after wave of evil god converts, gradually going deeper into the purple mist.
The closer he got to the evil god, the more and stronger evil god converts there were in the purple mist, but he had a spiritual attribute of six thousand and could perform millisecond-level operations, so he entered the fifth ring without any danger.
This investigation ended here.
Wang Ran's right eyelid suddenly twitched twice.
He didn't care.
The left eye twitching means wealth, scientific common sense;
the right eye twitching means disaster, feudal superstition.
"Start the acceleration device!"
"You have entered the fourth ring." "
Start the acceleration device!"
"You have entered the third ring."
The acceleration device is the biggest black technology of the bird-shaped reconnaissance robot, and it is also the biggest basis for the Watcher Association to believe that someone can always get to the front of the evil god.
Every time the acceleration device is activated, one ring can be safely crossed.
As long as someone can successfully reach the fourth ring, they can sprint towards the evil god, which is what Wang Ran did in his previous successful simulation.
"Start the self-destruct program!"
"You have disconnected from the reconnaissance robot!"
Wang Ran opened his eyes.
It is enough to reach the third ring, and his real-time simulation has only deduced to this step.
There is no point in continuing to move forward. What if the evil god gets bored in the core area and just comes out for a walk, and he bumps into him, wouldn't he die unjustly?
Wang Ran found that there were many people standing outside.
He knew that these people must have seen him break the record and rushed to watch.
"Congratulations!"
The built-in intelligence revived, and it praised generously: "Your driving skills are amazing. You broke the depth record on your first reconnaissance mission. I'm afraid even the gods will notice you."
Wang Ran said calmly: "Can you customize a special reconnaissance robot for me now?"
"Of course!"
"Please go to the golden mark on the map. Our logistics experts are waiting for you there. You just need to enter your physical data, and you can receive your customized model robot in a month." "
Then you can perform reconnaissance missions an unlimited number of times, and the corresponding expenses will be borne by the Third District Self-Help Committee."
Wang Ran nodded slightly.
To be honest, he was quite curious.
What does the evil god look like?
A Cthulhu-like giant octopus?
A normal human?
A creeping thing like a cancer cell?
Wang Ran's mind was flooded with thousands of strange images.
As long as he was given a reconnaissance robot that could withstand the attacks of the evil god, he could satisfy his curiosity and then try the "Devil Who Tramples on the 18-Forbidden" to see if this title he got when he was still very weak could detect the weakness of the evil god?
Wang Ran found that more and more people were gathering outside the cockpit.
He didn't waste any more time, stretched out his hand to open the fixed valve of the cockpit, pushed open the door and sat up.
"Boss, I look familiar to you!"
"Boss, how did you get into the third ring?"
"Boss, you're amazing!" "
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The depth of investigation is the most important indicator for the Watcher Association. The Watcher Association has formulated multiple reward dimensions around this indicator, including daily rankings, weekly rankings, monthly rankings, and annual rankings, with rewards ranging from 1,000 to 100,000 Morgan Stanley.
Everyone was eager for Wang Ran to teach him some experience.
Wang Ran said perfunctorily: "I'm just lucky. There is no secret. I got into the third ring without knowing it."
His success cannot be replicated by others.
He squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the golden mark on the map.
Everyone couldn't help but show a look of disappointment.
Wang Ran, however, remained calm.
He had no interest in listening to compliments, which was a very troublesome and meaningless thing. Moreover, these people had something to ask of him, and they were not praising him from the bottom of their hearts at all.
He walked and thought.
It would take a month to get the customized reconnaissance robot, and he didn't have the time to waste a month here. He would return to Earth after registering the data. According to the time flow rate of 1:800, he only needed to wait for 54 minutes on Earth.
"Are you Mr. Wang Ran?"
Several people wearing combat power testers similar to those in "Dragon Ball" stopped him.
Wang Ran nodded.
The golden mark was very close, and he arrived there in a few steps. The people in front of him should be the logistics experts who customized the reconnaissance robot for him.
"We are the engineers who customized the robot for you."
"What is your rank?"
one of them asked.
Wang Ran said without hesitation: "Level 6!"
The man continued: "Okay, please cooperate with our test."
Wang Ran ran, jumped, sat, and lay in several huge instruments. It took him a long time to enter all the data required by the logistics experts.
"Thank you for your cooperation!" The logistics experts breathed a sigh of relief. "Please wait patiently for a month. We will make your first batch of customized robots as soon as possible."
Wang Ran nodded.
He asked: "Can I go back to the World Hub and wait?"
Leaving without permission would seem to result in the cancellation of mission qualifications.
The logistics experts replied, "You have to apply to your superior Watcher, but the war is not serious now, he should not refuse, and you have also broken the record of detection depth!"
Wang Ran nodded.
He estimated that as his contribution in the mission became more and more outstanding, his degree of freedom would also increase.
He took out the bamboo slips: "I want to go back to the World Hub, please help me apply to my superior Watcher."
The bamboo slips replied, "Okay!"
The bamboo slips paused.
"Your application has been approved."
"So fast?"
Wang Ran was a little surprised.
The logistics experts explained, "Some of the Watchers are in the Time Stop Realm. The time flow rate ratio there is 1000 to 1 compared to the World Hub. They specialize in handling various paperwork there."
Wang Ran asked curiously, "With such a fast flow of time, wouldn't it be great to cultivate there?"
One day passed in the World Hub, and
three years passed in the place called the Time Stop Realm.
It was simply a cradle for the strong!
The logistics experts smiled and said, "It's great to cultivate, but you also need resources."
Wang Ran was stunned for a moment.
One of the logistics experts continued, "Worlds with fast flow of time are basically newly born small worlds, so poor that they can't even give birth to living beings."
Wang Ran nodded slowly.
The faster the flow of time, the poorer the world. This can be seen in Akshina's world. The time flow ratio between Akshina's world and the World Hub is 100 to 1. As the strongest person in the world, Akshina is only about the fourth level.
It's not that Akshina's qualifications are inferior to those of people in other worlds, but Akshina's world is too poor and there are no cultivation resources at all.
But why is Anna in that world?
Anna has been kneeling in that world for who knows how many years. Maybe there is something special about that world?
The next time I see Anna, I'll ask
the logistics expert and continued, "Even after the transformation of the Watcher Association, the Time Stop Realm has only become more solid. It will not be destroyed by ordinary turmoil, and its poor nature has not changed."
Another logistics expert took over the conversation, "This kind of world will even draw nutrients from the extraordinary people to strengthen itself, and will suppress the birth of powerful gods. It is only helpful for extraordinary people below the eighth level. It is not a good place!"
"If you really want to talk about good places."
"The Watcher Association actually controls several worlds with a flow rate of 10 to 1. The resources in those worlds are very rich, and they are of great benefit to the cultivation of gods!"
"It's a pity that only level 5 watchers are qualified to enter."
Wang Ran pursed his lips.
According to this theory, the Earth is the most suitable place for cultivation!
The time flow rate between the Earth and the World Hub is 1 to 10.
What does this mean?
There are so many gods in the Earth mythology that they can't even be counted!
It's a pity that the Earth is too poor now. The ancient supernatural beings had great magical powers. They dug deep into the ground and took away all the good things, leaving only a bunch of broken magic weapons for him.
Wang Ran got a toothache when he thought about this.
Most of the broken magic weapons are useless.
For example, the Book of Life and Death.
The Book of Life and Death in mythology is for mortals, and now it is in a very broken state. It is difficult to kill second- and third-level supernatural beings .
It might as well be restored to raw materials!
"We're leaving first!"
The logistics experts waved goodbye to Wang Ran. With the information they collected, they walked into a door emitting colorful light and disappeared.
After a few seconds, the light in the door gradually dimmed.
The transmission channel was closed.
Wang Ran walked forward and took out his black card, and the light in the door suddenly lit up again.
He stepped in and returned to the dormitory on Earth.
It was now 1:52 in the morning.
Next, he only had to wait on Earth for fifty-four minutes, and then he could return to the 9077 world to pick up his customized reconnaissance robot and take a peek at the true face of the evil god.
He turned his head and looked outside. It was pitch black outside.
Although Yong'an City had lifted the earthquake warning and the university had issued a return to school notice,
he took out his mobile phone and heard a burst of ding-dong sounds as soon as he connected to the Internet. After opening WeChat, he saw that Yiya had sent him 99+ messages.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
Yiya: Bad boy, you didn't talk to me all day!
Yiya: Angry!
Yiya: Humph, why don't you comfort me?
Yiya: Where are you?
Yiya: Bad boy, are you okay?
Yiya: Bad boy, I went to your dormitory to look for you. Where have you been? Reply to me after receiving the message!
His heart warmed up, thinking that Yiya might be the person who cares about him the most in this world.
He put his finger on the screen and was about to reply.
Suddenly, a line of small black words appeared in front of his eyes.
[A new doomsday is coming]
For a moment, he had the illusion that his heart stopped beating.
"A new doomsday?!"
Wang Ran widened his eyes in shock.
He just calmed down the doomsday of the resurrected giant beast. How long has it been?
Two days?
The new doomsday is coming so soon?
Is this a mistake?
Wang Ran wondered, "What doomsday is this time?"
The only unstable factor on the earth is the doomsday apostles. Now all the doomsday apostles have turned over a new leaf, and the giant beasts are sleeping quietly. It can't be that the treasure chest monster suddenly broke free from the seal and ran out?
If so, it would be great
. He cursed the treasure chest monster, and the doomsday was over.
Everyone was happy!
The simulator responded to him quickly.
[It is still unknown, please explore it yourself]
Wang Ran sighed softly.
He didn't expect the simulator to answer his questions, and he had to rely on himself for the matter. However, the coming of doomsday also had a small advantage, that is, he would have talent draw times again.
He still had a blank talent grid, and was worried that he would not have enough times to draw talents.
And this time he could try to let himself in the simulator condense divinity. He wondered what kind of divinity the messy talents on the doomsday panel would eventually condense, and how many layers of the altar could be built?
There were several golden talents, but which talent could finally hold down the altar?
Immediately afterwards, another line of small words jumped out.
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