Cultivate a black technology god

Chapter 170 It is forbidden to run illegal games
The VR floating pod jointly developed by Zhixia Technology, Incite, Tefox and Qualcomm, which provides chips, has become popular all over the world for the third year.

This girl is over 15 years old, but she doesn't look young, she looks much older than her actual age.

Her face was originally rosy and pretty, but now it became slack, lost its luster, and was no longer so charming and charming.

Especially on the forehead and under those big shining eyes, deep wrinkles have been engraved.

Her thick chestnut-colored hair was mingled with strands of white, and there were even a few bald spots where it had fallen out, adding to the ugliness.

The girl's head and body have wires attached to various devices that control her heart rate and breathing.

At the same time, several catheters transported liquid food to the digestive system of the body. Only by relying on these devices can her life be maintained.

The monitor beeps softly, and any change triggers an automatic siren to call out, notifying emergency personnel to come running.

So far, however, there has been no emergency.

There is only an instrument on the stand above the hospital bed that displays human body activity. Several thin wires are led from the short box, connected to the round metal patches, which are fixed on the girl's head and spine. .

On a color monitor not far away, a series of jagged lines and colorful pulse signals danced, which was the only sign that her brain was still active.

The girl is in a dream, at this time, her body is slowly dying.

Occasionally, her lips parted in a silent moan.

In the next ward, a 22-year-old lad was in the same situation.

There was an eight-year-old boy lying next to the young man.

In other rooms that were farther away, there were nine other people, including men, women, old people, and children, all of whom were in a deep coma.

For the moment, all the hallucinations of their stupor were thrilling, horrible nightmares, and they were terrified and terrified.

Robert tapped on the keyboard for a while, feeling dejected, and then shoved it aside impatiently.He has spent more than two hours trying to compress the 200 million data programs to no more than half.

A huge three-dimensional screen was displayed in front of him, on which the prompt "failure to enter" was constantly flashing.

At this moment, he heard the door behind him slam open.He didn't bother to turn around, though, knowing who it was, since no one was allowed in this part of the building except his assistant, Lisa.

Lisa has long arms and slender fingers. Standing behind Robert, she stretches out her hands and drags the crescent-shaped computer keyboard to her.

Lisa bent down, her chin almost resting on Robert's bald head, her fingers lightly and expertly tapped back and forth on the keyboard, and many numbers and symbols were immediately displayed on the screen.

"I've tried it all," muttered Robert,
"The machine is malfunctioning."

Lisa hits the "Enter" key.

The screen flickered, the light flickered, and the prompt "Please enter" appeared on it again.

"What's wrong?" Lisa asked.

"Thanks, Lisa." Robert sighed, and said:

"I'm afraid I'll have to start all over again."

As he spoke, he stretched his waist, and his strong muscles were revealed piece by piece.

He turned his back to her and said, "You came back very early."

"We have an accident." Lisa whispered to Robert's ear,

"This is a very serious problem."

Robert turned his head and looked at the assistant in puzzlement.

Although Robert and Lisa are subordinates to the outside world, they actually spent many empty and lonely nights hand in hand.

Their eyes were the same color—both sapphire.

Robert was short and squat, but Lisa was much taller. By the time she was 15, she had grown to six feet.

Robert was still no taller than five and a half feet, with a bald head, smooth skin, round eyes, a small mouth, and a face full of perpetual curiosity.

Lisa's face, however, looked firmer and sharper, with sharper cheekbones and slightly raised eyes.

Like most computer programmers, the girl's hair is cropped short, looking clean and simple.

Perhaps it was the charm of like-mindedness that finally brought Robert and Lisa together.

"What's going on?" Robert asked in confusion.

"We're in trouble," Lisa said quietly.

Robert turned around and looked at his assistant. Lisa was standing by the window, looking down at the bustling metropolis downstairs.

Looking around, the urban area extends in all directions without any rules.

It was dawn at this moment, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur dioxide. Fortunately, the cloudy yellow smog was not too thick, and the overall outline of the streets and buildings was still clear.

Within an hour or so, the air would thicken, blanketing the streets of the city below in a noxious yellow acid haze.

Lisa turned around and sat on the chair. The width and height of the chair would be automatically adjusted according to the various shapes of people.

She faces the huge computer screen, her fingers twitching briskly across the smooth crescent-shaped keyboard.

"How serious is the problem?" Robert asked, and he moved his seat along the air cushion in the room for a while, and then sat down beside her.

"Look," she said softly, pointing at the screen.

There were images scrolling and jumping on the big screen, and the background music suddenly increased. When the first pipe organ tone rumbled, Robert's face beamed with a smile:

"Our game."

This Robert's game on Zhixia Technology Metaverse is called 'Secret Walking'.

Most of the source codes are the patents of Robert's company Incite, and the most valuable is the source code of artificial intelligence researched by Robert.

According to Robert, he uses human exploration of games and neurofeedback on game plots to cultivate artificial intelligence, so that artificial intelligence also has the ability to think.

Originally, Xia Zhi was full of worries about Robert's 'human experiment'.

Ever since Xia Zhi exchanged the artificial intelligence of the system, she has become more worried about the artificial intelligence researched by Robert.

However, he also has respect for Robert's works. After all, Robert's previous source code: Alice, deceived Xia Zhi.

It wasn't until Xia Zhi had a showdown with Robert that Robert told him.

Alice, who has been playing with Xia Zhi for so long, is actually just an artificial intelligence.

Xia Zhi woke up from his dream.

He has been dealing with programs for a long time, and he has forgotten the state that a normal person should have.

After Robert's reminder, Xia Zhi remembered the clues of getting along with Alice.

In any case, the Alice made by Robert shocked him with Robert's accomplishments in artificial intelligence.

He did not end his partnership with Robert.

But draw a line at Robert's AI game.

So, Robert himself found Tefox, which provides floating cabin technology, and cooperated with them to build another VR game company.

Due to the friendship in the past, Xia Zhi allowed Robert's project to be equipped with Zhixia Technology's Metaverse as a third party.

Finally, Xia Zhi's worries came true.

The player connected to Robert's experimental project fell into a deep coma, and his consciousness was immersed in the game and he couldn't extricate himself.

The police immediately shut down Robert's game interface.

But the dozen or so players trapped in the game have not yet been rescued.

This kind of consciousness sleep similar to a vegetative state is the first time we have seen it in clinical medicine.

The major medical experts held meetings overnight to discuss, but they couldn't think of any foolproof way to make these innocent players lose their consciousness from the game.

At the same time, the police are also preparing to arrest Robert, the person in charge.

Robert blinked his sapphire eyes to see every bit of the [-]D screen.

He even noticed subtle changes in the color and shape of the image.

On the surface, everything seems normal.

However, he was full of doubts in his heart, and he muttered: "What is going on in "Secret Walking"?"

After Lisa closed the game, she sent an email.

I saw "Emergency!" flashed on the [-]D screen in bold red characters.

At the bottom of the screen, there is a format mark of the police: Police Department Thirteen.

Robert was taken aback, and slumped on the chair stiffly, transfixed.Everyone here knows that the Thirteenth Branch is an organization that specializes in investigating computer crimes.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition:

"Our game system is in trouble."

"Look, it's getting worse," Lisa reminded him.

"Worse?" He sighed in a low voice. "There is nothing worse than a game system being damaged."

Lisa opened the "Emergency Rescue" file, and saw lines of crooked characters slowly crawling across the screen:

"The sale of the illegal game "Secret Walking" is strictly prohibited. Twelve players in this game are in a coma. Robert and Lisa of the Okona family are ordered to report to the police headquarters immediately!"

"Become an illegal game?"

Robert was about to laugh, but before he could laugh, he coughed violently,
"This is ridiculous! We personally tested every module of "Secret Walking", and I have personally experienced it for more than three months!"

Lisa nodded.

She leaned back on the comfortable automatic seat and tried to calm herself down:

"I know everything you said. But in the past two days, twelve game players have entered a coma without anyone noticing, and they have coma. Among them are men, women, and children. , they have different races and different educational levels.

When the disease broke out, the only thing they had in common was that they had all played the game "Secret Walking". "

"Oh my God!"

"The Thirteenth Division of the Police Department decided it was an illegal game program," she went on,
"You should know what that means."

Robert gasped in frustration, "What should we do?"

He was at a loss and shouted loudly.

"The police want us to take the initiative to report to them. If we resist, they will take action and arrest us."

Robert shook his head expressionlessly and said, "I will never surrender to the police. I still have things to do."

"Me neither!" Lisa echoed, agreeing.

Her fingers moved quickly on the keyboard, and soon connected to other computers outside.

These computers are responsible for adjusting and controlling the flow of urban traffic. Electronic sensors can monitor and record all vehicles passing through various stations, and charge vehicle owners according to the situation.

The more dedicated lanes a driver uses while driving, the more tolls he pays.

No matter at any time, the whereabouts of the driver can be checked through the computer anytime, anywhere.

These programs were originally highly confidential, but for Robert and the others, they entered all the computer networks in the city without any difficulty.

A flood of data began to scroll on the big screen one after another.

"Here's the traffic on all the streets around our building."

As Lisa spoke, she operated with her fingers. After the computer was connected, she found out the exact location of all the official vehicles nearby.

There are six rows of numbers that stay on the big screen.

"Police," said Robert in a low voice.

"There were six police cars."

Lisa said, and started another computer program, and a map of the city was immediately displayed on the screen.

She then combined the two programs to have police vehicles printed on the map.

The screen showed that the cars were rapidly approaching in one direction, and finally converged on Incite's headquarters.

Lisa tapped a button and the image on the screen disappeared.

"Before, we needed to buy some time to investigate the situation of "Secret Walking".

We must prove that this game is not illegal.If we hide and stay behind closed doors, we lose opportunities. "

Outside the building, several police cars were parked scatteredly on the road leading to the building.

"You try to hold them off," Lisa said hastily.
"I'm going to pack my things."

Robert turned and returned to his computer.

In this huge building, all kinds of equipment are all controlled by computers. Now, Robert is operating the large computer mainframe in the basement. This mainframe is responsible for adjusting and controlling the lighting, lighting, heating or cooling.

It can also activate gates and dispose of trash and sewage.

In less than 30 seconds, Robert skillfully entered the command program of the computer. He first canceled the password line controlling the gate, and then re-modified the electrical facilities in the building, connecting the wires to the "Incite Company" nameplate on the button below.

"All ready!" he shouted, using voice control to issue instructions.

Then, Robert "snaked" on the scanning monitor above his head, allowing him to see the situation around the corridor below the building.

At this time, a dozen policemen in black uniforms crowded together at the gate, seemingly trying to avoid the acid rain outside.

Robert saw a person walking forward. He probably wanted to see the markings on the dozens of buttons. He just poked the "Incite Company" nameplate. Unexpectedly, electric sparks flew everywhere. The policeman was shocked. He went straight back and bumped into another policeman, so he tripped over the people who followed him. Just like that, the four of them stumbled and fell to the ground together.

The rest of the buttons under the nameplate also sparked one after another, and the smoke circled and rose into the air.

Lisa hurried out of the room, stuffing some items into a black tote bag.

She stopped, not knowing what had happened, and when she found out what Robert had done, she could not help complaining to him a little:

"We'd better not have a conflict with the police." She said, shaking her head impatiently.

"You could have just locked the door. Do you know what happens?"

Robert shook his head at her.

"They're going to shoot and break the hinges on the gate."

"That's delusional! They can't do it!" Robert said confidently.

Underneath the fifty-story building, there was a policeman, holding a pistol ferociously, pointing the muzzle at the gate.

Before I heard the "bang bang" sound of the door exploding, I found that the entire door had disintegrated with the explosion of glass and metal.

"Let's get out of here quickly." Robert urged in a low voice.

When they were about to leave, Robert turned back towards the computer terminal room and gave another voice command. He shouted:

"safety protection!"

In an instant, all the machines were turned off with voice control.

(End of this chapter)