The Torchwood Organization's dimensionality reduction plan went well, and the inhabitants of that town were collectively transferred into the virtual world in their sleep, and their bodies left in reality were euthanized.

The last step was unnecessary, but Torchwood wanted to get the most realistic and closest data to the actual situation, so these people were all victims, and their time flow in virtual space was adjusted to five times the speed of real time.

Most of the selected victims have no contact with the outside world, they are like islands in the information age, and the Torchwood Organization has plenty of time to observe how these samples react in the virtual world.

As of now, a week has passed in the entire virtual town, and the lives of the subjects seem to be uneventful, and no one has found out that they are 'dead' and living in a virtual space.

Catherine had relied on her wrist to find a suitable entrance, and she was secretly observing the project.

"On the eighth day of the regular experiment, the small town model was operating normally, and all the experimental data were on their own behavioral trajectories." A programmer from the Torchwood Organisation recorded the data in the observation hall: "As planned, at 0900 virtual time, a food delivery truck entered from South Main Street in the town. ”

As programmers output data on the keyboard, a truck appears out of nothing in a sea of data beyond the town's borders, filling its warehouse with virtual food.

"Receptionist 13 is online, and now I'm a truck driver." A virtual humanoid with no facial features appears in the void next to the truck, and with the voice of the voice, it transforms into the image of a middle-aged man who looks kind.

He skillfully sat into the truck, closed the door and started in one go, like an old truck driver who had driven a truck for thirty years, when in fact he had never even touched such a large vehicle before yesterday.

In order to reduce the dimensionality plan, the torchwood organization has broken through many technical difficulties, among which the thinking data is the most difficult, when they really make a breakthrough, the door to the new world is opened, knowledge and experience become replicable wealth, so that a person can learn what new skills are as easy as installing an APP on a mobile phone.

This technology is still in the secret stage for the time being, but the staff of the dimensionality reduction team has undoubtedly begun to enjoy the benefits it brings.

The truck driver skillfully drove the food delivery vehicle into the town, he didn't need to know the experimental subjects in the town, in fact, in reality, all the logistics industry in this newly built town has been taken over by the Torchwood organization, and most of the town's residents will take the initiative to greet these logistics workers.

Receptionist Thirteen was looking at the vivid experimental data with an emotionless gaze, and if he hadn't known that he would have such a day in the future, he would have felt a strong sense of guilt.

They made life less like life, and he believed that if there really was a God, then the whole congregation would go to hell.

Backbite! Backbite! Receptionist 13 honked the horn twice, and the owner of the largest supermarket in the town opened the warehouse door, and the supermarket owner was naturally also the receptionist, and his task was to observe whether the experimental data could observe his situation up close.

"Is everything OK?" Thirteen glanced at the experimental data of the two helpers who helped unload the cargo, and asked as usual.

The number of the receptionist of the supermarket owner is number eight, the number one is the mayor of the town, the number two is the chief of the town's police, and the third is the director of the communications bureau, and dozens of receptionists have completely taken over the lives of the residents of the entire town in an all-round manner.

"It's okay, life in the town is like this, very little changes." The supermarket owner and the driver hid the real information in this everyday conversation, and the two experimental data were unaware.

But this is an experiment, and what the Torchwood Group really wants to know is how long it takes for the data to realize that their surroundings are different, and how much pressure the data can withstand.

This is an experiment to test the limit data.

When time reincarnated in the virtual town for three days again, the dimensionality reduction team replaced the receptionist with a mature virtual AI, and then turned up the time flow rate of the virtual town.

At first, it was seven times larger, and the experimental data spent a week in the virtual town without any gaps, while the outside world only passed one day.

Time flows faster in the game world, but the game itself has an unknown origin and cannot be cracked with the existing methods of human beings, so the dimensionality reduction team can only test it little by little.

The next day, after determining that the experimental data was stable, the dimensionality reduction team adjusted the speed to ten times, and the experimental data was still stable and unnoticed.

On the third day, the speed of time was adjusted to fourteen times, and the inhabitants of the virtual town spent nearly half a month in it without realizing it.

The dimensionality reduction team was greatly encouraged, and they felt that they were infinitely close to achieving final success.

On the fourth day, after repeatedly checking the stability of the experimental data, the dimensionality reduction team took the risk of adjusting the time flow rate to 28 times, and the real time of 24 hours almost corresponds to a month in the virtual world.

During this time, observers from the dimensionality reduction team observed some unusual behavior on the two experimental data, and they seemed to be in love in the virtual world.

But that didn't stop the team from pushing the envelope, wanting to know how much the human mind could withstand, so they adjusted the time flow rate to 96 times on the fifth day.

The virtual town collapsed almost instantly, and all the experimental data were abnormal, and when the dimensionality reduction team analyzed the data byte by byte, they found that it was the first two abnormal data individuals to begin to notice the abnormality of their surroundings.

The two data individuals seem to have fallen in love with each other and germinated the idea of moving out of the town to pursue a better life, but the virtual town can't leave at all, and all external channels are fake.

At ninety-six times the speed, they were the first to discover the truth that the service personnel were artificial intelligence, and then they irreversibly destroyed the entire virtual town, affecting all other experimental data.

"We've got the data we wanted, the trial was successful, and now we're ready to move on to the next one." The director of the dimensionality reduction team sighed, muttered damn love, and then executed the recovery procedure mercilessly.

All the data, from the virtual town to the experimental data individuals, was reset in an instant to the night they entered the virtual town from the real world.

Everything that had happened before was erased and the cycle began anew.

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