1191 Chalet Talks
Tom's right hand suddenly swollen, as if it had been hit by a hammer in the animation, and with a wave of his hand, it brought out a dark red light and opened the port to the encrypted room:
"Come on."
Before he could finish speaking, the guy had already walked in. Lin Chi looked back at the street behind him, and followed into the small dark door.
As the two entered the encrypted space, the port disappeared immediately. A rat passed by the deserted street and ran along the dirty sidewalk to the other side.
In order to avoid being noticed by the invitees, Frankenstein uses a very inconspicuous module this time, and it also comes with a "stealth" function:
Since the user modules in the domain have model size limitations, modules that are too large or too small cannot be used. Even if the average user sees a mouse, they don't associate it with the user.
Seeing that Lin Chi and the strange inviter had disappeared, the mouse's brown eyes quickly turned, and he was about to return to the bloodstained bar, but suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality.
Frankenstein, who used to be born from a virus, has an unusually sharp sense of perception, and even if he fails to find any targets, he still discovers that something is wrong through small data fluctuations:
Someone, or something, seems to be watching themselves.
Humans might think they're suspicious when they encounter this kind of thing, but for Frankenstein, unfounded suspicion simply doesn't exist.
It twisted its little head, pretending to be innocent and harmless, and quickly searched its surroundings for the location of the monitor.
The days of battling antivirus software and programmers, which had been struggling to survive, seem to be back again. Frankenstein, who had lived a comfortable life for a while, also entered the battle mode again at this time.
"I'm not going to die."
The rat's head kept turning, and its mouth squeaked as it ran out of the corner.
As soon as it turned the corner, it saw a pair of black leather boots appear in front of it, followed by a deep male voice:
"Found you."
β¦β¦
"This is your safe house?"
Knowing that the other party was a guy from "War Paradise", Lin Chi also used in-game terms, sat on the wooden chair in the secret room, and waited for the other party to explain his intentions.
The room is similar in appearance to the pre-game private house area, but with more furniture and twice the size than the player's original humble wooden house.
The firewood in the fireplace burned, crackling from time to time, and the light of the fire flickered in the wooden house without doors and windows, reflecting the vision of the two.
"It's not a safe house, it's just a place to chat."
Tom sat down on another chair opposite Lin Chi, his eyes fixed on the face of the "civil servant": "It's absolutely safe here, don't worry about someone listening." β
"Let's get straight to the point." Lin Chi didn't plan to delay with the other party: "What are you going to let me do?" My appearance fee is very expensive. β
"Hah!"
Tom patted his stomach and laughed, the expression on his face exactly the same as when he laughed in the animation: "When have I ever wronged you?" We've always been good friends, haven't we? β
"I don't think so." Lin Chi said mercilessly: "In the final analysis, we have always been in a relationship of mutual use. Right, Mr. 'War Observer'? β
"Of course!" Tom nodded approvingly, "Looks like you already know who I am, so there's no need for me to continue talking nonsense." I'll just put it bluntly: this competition was actually requested by the designer. β
"The old man?" Lin Chi set his eyes on the fire.
"That's right! It's that old stubbornness. Tom's voice was slightly contemptuous: "I don't hate him, but he is so 'traditional' that he doesn't mean anything at all...... I mean, you also hate the kind of tool people who are always following the rules and have no variables, right? β
"It's okay." Lin Chi smiled: "The existence of this kind of person is also very necessary. β
There are romantic adventurers in this world, and there are also down-to-earth workers. Although Lin Chi is unwilling to live that kind of step-by-step life, without these people, the world will undoubtedly fall into chaos.
If the war watcher is the kind of "naΓ―ve" unreliable guy, then the designer is the orderly who maintains reason. If "War Paradise" had lost the designer, it might have collapsed immediately.
"I know what you're trying to say." Tom patted his stomach and narrowed his eyes pleasantly: "You must think that I am stirring up chaos, that everything I am doing is meaningless...... Right? β
Hearing the speech of the war observer, Lin Chi did not make a sound, but just shook his head.
"Don't hide your true thoughts, young man." Tom whispered, "Don't think I don't know what you think, but I'm going to say it anyway"
"You're wrong." Lin Chi interrupted the other party's words.
"Huh?" Tom stared at him with wide eyes.
"In the human world, there is really no need for a guy like you to exist, and you may be thrown directly into a mental hospital." Lin slowly said his thoughts: "But in the world of War Paradise, the situation may be diametrically opposite. β
"If you're born out of a 'program,' then a designer is the kind of program that always follows the rules and works properly. And you're an emotional program that went wrong. But for a virtual world, a program like yours is actually a higher level of existence. In other words, you've evolved to a higher level than a designer. β
"Always follow the rules" is a fundamental attribute of the program, and from this point of view, the observer of war who does not follow the rules may have escaped the shackles of the rules.
Of course, Lin Chi also knew very well that the performance of the war observer may have been written a long time ago, or it may have been manipulated by human staff hiding behind the scenes.
But now, he doesn't care about this kind of thing. Because......
"Hahahaha!"
Tom laughed exaggeratedly, as if he was very useful: "The little mouth is smeared with honey!" I'm going to record this conversation and loop it in the old man's ear ten thousand times! β
"So what exactly are you going to ask me to do?" Lin Chi dragged the topic back on track: "It's better to talk about remuneration first." β
"Well, let's talk about the invitational tournament first."
Tom said as he picked up a cup of hot tea on the table and poured the still smoking hot liquid into his mouth, "I need a good partner to do something in this competition." Then I immediately thought of you, and I was very impressed, right? β
"I'm not a tool." Lin Chi teased, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared:
"So, what the hell is going on with this game?"