Your little cute earth is online

(This chapter is called No.1, and after Chapter 2 is the third person)

I'm Lin Xingzhu.

an architect.

Let me first explain the profession of an architect.

This year is 2077 in the interstellar calendar.It has been thousands of years since human beings separated from their parent planet "Earth".In the past thousand years, technology has undergone a radical development. In order to satisfy people's desire for creativity, simulators have emerged-in the simulator, you can use "rules" to create anything you want.

The barrier to entry for emulators is high.Only a few people can use it.And everyone's style is different.People like us who are handy with simulators are dubbed "architects".

Most of the builds are used in holographic games, as are the things I build.Although I attended a university with a stellar academic record and had a mechs tutor who won various awards, I still tried to switch careers and become a game architect before graduation.

I cannot be discovered by the tutor.I'm afraid that he will send a fighting robot to strangle me, an unworthy student, to death.

The threat of a mentor does not change my motto: the thesis can be written after the age of one hundred.Now I want to enjoy the game life first.

In short, the superb level of architecture has made me famous in the star field network, and I even received a confidential project from a game company.They want to design a "planet simulator" to simulate the birth of species and the development of civilization.The amount of work is very large.But relatively, their salaries are also very impressive.

I took the job.

Game company: "So where do you plan to start building?"

Me: "Let's start with the explosion of a supernova."

game company:"......"

I pulled the representatives of the game party into my star field and demonstrated it to them in person.

In the beginning, there is only a dark and faint galaxy in front of us.I reach out and a star collapses on the back of my hand.The blue gravitational wave and the void bite together, and the shock wave spreads outward, forming an irregularly shaped bubble. The dazzling colorful neon light is gorgeous, but there is a kind of tranquility that penetrates the soul—a bursting star It died instantly, turning into a broken nebula.

Carbon and oxygen, iron and gold, all the elements that life needs to rotate under the force of gravity - I speed up the demo and let them form a new, small and lovely galaxy.

The representative of the game company took a close look at the galaxy, and said incredulously, "This is...?"

I noticed that his gaze was lingering on the little blue and white planet: "Yes, since we want to build a planet, it must be indispensable - the cradle of the dream of human civilization, our earth."

Representative: "Extremely exquisite. I can't imagine that this is an independent work." He raised his head and said cautiously, "May I ask, what is your mental power test level?"

I licked my molars: "Class A."

The representative sighed, and looked at me with emotion: "A-level mental power, it really is a genius..."

Ha ha.lied to you.Actually I'm S rank.

People with S-level spiritual power are very rare, and they are regarded as a real strategic resource in today's era, because the potential of S-level is unlimited, which is beyond the scope of the current technological level. S-ranks are generally stuffed into the military and top scientific research institutes, and cultivated into top talents. It's rare for someone like me to hang out on Starfield.com.

The method of suppressing the level of mental power was also told to me by the instructor.The two of us are the two fish that slipped through the net under the S-level control system.Unlike me, my supervisor is a research madman, but he hates others to influence his research direction the most in his life.In order to be free, he taught himself the method of pretending to be an A-level, and taught me this method.

In the end, the game company was happy with me.They provided me with an access point, and everything I built was transferred to their internal network.If there are new opinions, they will give me feedback at any time.

Then I started the journey of building day and night.

I watched the life on the earth move restlessly, crawl out of the ocean, go to the land, and fly to the sky.Then there is the emergence of the humans we know - although their names are also set as "Humans", they should only be similar to me in appearance, and the gene sequence must be completely different... I thought about it and knocked myself head off.These are all things in the simulator. To put it bluntly, they are all fake. Where is the genetic sequence to talk about?

At this time, the game company sent me a message: "We hope to add some difficult levels to the game."

Indeed, it is easy for players to get bored of just farming till the end of time.

Me: "How about adding some disaster events? What level of disaster events do you think is more appropriate?"

Game company: "Add some tests that endanger the survival of civilization. Only in this way can it bring players a sense of challenge."

I understand.And began to design natural disaster events.

I watched the lights of thousands of houses on the planet gradually light up, and the city of steel slowly covered the surface of the planet.Of course, all of this is inseparable from my deliberate guidance.It will take at least several thousand years for human beings to evolve and perfect to reach the level of the industrial age, but I have forcibly shortened this part of the historical process.

The Scourge I designed will trigger at some point.In order to meet natural disasters, I still try to point up the technology tree to reduce the loss of the city.

One day, I was still struggling all night in the simulator, and my supervisor's communication phone came in.He warned me that if I didn't hand in my semester assignments, I would fail my course.I was startled, and quickly swept aside the interface of the simulator and started to catch up with homework, trembling and uneasy.

There is reason to believe that if it is found that I have neglected my studies, my tutor will ruthlessly expose the fact that I am an S-level, and then hand me over to the Federation.But do I dare to backhand expose his true face? ...of course I dare not!

I don't even remember where my homework ended - I just remember falling asleep at the end.

After a nap, I woke up in a daze with ringing in my ears.I thought it was my auditory hallucinations, but after a closer look, it was my simulator that gave the warning.

I gasped, checked the progress of my build, and was dumbfounded.

When was the Zerg Scourge triggered?

The once prosperous city was ruined by the Zerg.The crimson color of destruction warning is everywhere, and the progress of civilization destruction has jumped from the original 70.00% to [-]%.

drop.In a blink of an eye, it's 80.00%.

I was suddenly speechless.

Only then did I remember that I forgot to adjust the time flow before going to bed, and I forgot to pause.The time in the simulator has jumped by about a century-100 years have passed, no wonder the natural disaster has been triggered.Human beings were beaten by Zerg with almost no power to fight back.

All the data displayed on the panel are macro data, and after the destruction value of civilization increased to 80.00%, somehow I couldn’t contact the game’s control background.

This should not happen, it should be some kind of BUG.

I watched the mountains and rivers in front of me turn red, and turned on the "First View Mode" silently.

Hopefully in this mode I can avoid the "unable to connect to the console" BUG.

Consciousness turned into streamer, engulfed by the faintly moving electronic data stream, and rushed towards the small planet.I felt like I was melting into the atmosphere, into the clouds, and then had a physical body again, falling like a drop of water.

All of a sudden, the joy and suffering of the earth's civilization rushed towards me like a tide.

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