Chapter 913: Conspiracy (4K)
The dragon head mask covered Li Ang's wise gaze as he pondered,
Merlin did not notice Leon's abnormality, and said to Nicholas to himself: "The power of a single person is always limited,
Many Data Plane Walkers begin out on this path out of disappointment and disappointment with the real world.
But after all these years, nothing has changed - the world is still bad, injustice is happening all the time, and we are still hiding in dark corners with our power.
Only by uniting can we have greater strength, more resources,
Even in the real world, the power to walk above board..."
Merlin's last words are quite meaningful, wizards can walk in the real world in the open, provided that the old order collapses completely.
The wizards around the table had different expressions on their faces, some frightened and wary, some in high spirits.
β...β
The smile on Nicholas's face narrowed a little, and those who knew him well knew that this was a sign that Nicholas's mood had improved.
However, Santa Claus was not angry, he put away the virtual map, and said in a calm tone: "I will think about it." β
"Yes, but preferably as soon as possible."
Out of the corner of Merlin's eye, he glanced at the typewriter behind him, "We don't have much time. β
Nicholas nodded, didn't say anything more, waved his hand in a flash, and walked straight to the corner of the hall.
Merlin turned his head and picked his chin at Leon, "What about you?" Samaste.
Interested in joining us? β
"Me?"
Li Ang groaned, "Hmm.... You know, I've never had much interest in huddles, especially if you don't know what you're planning for. β
"I'm sorry, but I can't help that. Only if you agree to join, we can tell you what the program is about. β
Merlin smiled, "But if I had to find an adjective to describe the prospect, it would be only four wordsβ
Promising.
Going it alone is an old idea from the last century, and now you can only make a difference by relying on the strength of a team. β
"By your parents, you are a princess.
By men, you are the princess.
Rely on you, are you Japanese..."
Li Ang muttered and rubbed his palms, and was about to answer, when he heard the sound of "bell~", and the clock hanging on the wall of the castle hall rang.
Since the members of the Wizards of the Coast Guild come from all over the world, the clock shows Greenwich Mean Time.
"Ah, it's time, it's Monday."
Li Ang clapped his palms, "I'm sorry? Merlin, I think I need more time to think about it.
Why don't you wait until I'm done playing chess with Thomas?
He seems to be late today. β
Thomas is also a member of the Wizards of the Coast Society?
One of Brown Murphy's friends in the data world, and the two of them would always play chess at noon on Sundays and Mondays? Don't rely on helper programs to cheat? Purely on your own brain.
Thomas was always punctual, but it didn't seem like he was there today.
"Yes."
Merlin nodded? "But please get back to me as soon as possible."
"Okay."
Leon nodded? Turning to the chair he sits in most often?
In the data world of this script mission, he can still exert an effect similar to extraordinary power.
After what you just observed? Every member of the Wizards of the Coast Society? The energy fluctuations on the body are all above Lv20, and the energy fluctuations of Nicholas, Merlin and others are even stronger than the current Leon (the swamp divine power has its appearance?). There is no believer to provide the power of faith).
In this case? How strong is the ontology of the mailer who has never shown up? It's worth reverie.
Rushing to join Merlin and the others' plan is likely to set himself on fire - Brown Murphy's memory has a considerable gap, and the daily communication is okay?
If you spend a lot of time together?
Strong, observant wizards can always detect something is wrong.
What's more, Brown Murphy's memory still has one question unanswered - why did he sneak into the Jet Propulsion Laboratory's server by himself?
You know, Brown Murphy himself has a cautious personality, even in the data world, acting in the name of "Samastre", he has never made any big moves,
At most, it's a leak of Wall Street's insider trading scandal, or imitating Nicholas and doing some small things to rob the rich and help the poor.
Brown Murphy has always put all the behaviors of the data world,
As a concoction to make up for the boring life in the real world, and as a nourishment for literary creation with yourself,
Just have fun.
and the Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL), a federally funded research and development center for unmanned aerial vehicles, as well as NASA's field center,
Trouble with science and engineering otaku is no fun at all.
'Ron Murphy appeared inexplicably on the JPL server, and all his previous memories were lost.
And according to the goal of the [Stay alive and escape with the logout node] mission in the first stage, he himself set up the logout node (that is, the triangular copper handle) in advance, indicating that he knew that he was likely to be in danger.
What is he wary of? What to watch out for? β
These questions were on Lee's mind, but the agents of the Social Security Administration pressed him too hard, and it would be nice if he could stay in the real world a little longer and find out if there was a Brown Murphy diary or something.
'The objective of the second phase of the mission is to [identify the true identity of the mailer], in line with the requirements of the Social Security Administration,
There are no task rewards, and there are no failure penalties, indicating that there is a third stage of tasks.
The mission time limit is 3 days, which proves that I still have some time, and I don't need to rush for a while...'
Leon sat in a fluffy chair, and as he pondered,
A waiter robot in the shape of a small cart (an automatic program generated by the castle that is responsible for serving tea and water) brought the chessboard, and used the slender robotic arms on both sides of the cart to take out the chessboard and wine and place them on the table.
"Mr. Samast." The cart asked, "What about the others?" β
"I don't know. It was his message yesterday, and you weren't in the castle at the time. β
As an automatic program, the trolley does not have a strong willingness to actively communicate, "I have finished conveying the message." Would you like a bottle of wine? β
"No, you don't."
Leon frowned, waved his hand, and gave the order, "Delete Thomas's message and the conversation I had with you just now."
and format this data. β
The specific year of construction of the castle of the Wizards of the Coast, as well as the builder, is currently unverifiable.
But every member of the Wizards' Guild,
They all have the right to direct the automated programs in this castle, give some simple instructions, and convey information.
The cart accepted the order, completely deleted the Fang Cai dialogue, and retreated and left on its own.
Leon looked at its distant back, frowned, and turned his head to look at the chessboard.
On the white and brown chessboard, black and white chess pieces are neatly placed.
Li Ang flicked his fingers on the chessboard, followed the hints in his memory, picked up the white chess pieces, and chose Wang Yibing to start.
As soon as the white chess pieces landed, the black chess pieces flew up automatically.
At the same time, a tired voice sounded in Leon's ears,
"Somast, I'm your old friend Thomas. You're in the castle now, aren't you? If Merlin and Ohm are there, don't make a noise, don't make a noise or make a surprised face, and pretend to be playing chess with my program. β
Under the dragon head mask, Li Ang's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and the movements of his hands were smooth and natural, without any pause.
"It's an automated message, and by the time you hear it, I'm probably dead."
Thomas's voice said with a wry smile: "Damn, this feeling of waiting for death is really terrible,
I'll take it easy.
...
Whew, all right.
Not... To be honest, I don't know you very well, after all, we don't have much in common except for the occasional game of chess and a little stumbling together with the Social Security Administration and the Intelligence Agency.
But I can't find anyone else to explain what happened..."
Thomas's voice was a little low, "Anyway, you should know, I've always been curious about the identity of the email person, right?"
Unlike us, the mailman has never shown his face, he hasn't even made a virtual shell, and whoever wants to communicate with him has to go through that slow typewriter.
For each conversation, he spends at least an hour replying.
At first, we all thought that he was a poor boy with backward infrastructure, living in a slum in the countryside, and could not afford to rent a low-earth rail communication WeChat.
But considering the recent miracles he's performed...
What do you think of? β
Thomas's voice paused, "Mailman has the following characteristics:
One, there is not enough time to immerse yourself in the world of data, so you can only endure delays and communicate with people. Prove that he may have some kind of formal, demanding job in the real world;
Second, his skills are quite good, he is a veteran, and he can defend against the detection of everyone in our circle;
Third, he has a far better understanding of the official network system than we do, so he can produce so many 'miracles' and lay the foundation for him to recruit troops.
What do you think of?
That's right, the one who perfectly echoes all the above characteristics is most likely an agent of the intelligence agency.
So I initially suspected that he might be an undercover agent for the Wizarding Society. β
Leon deliberately slowed down his chess game, picked up the red wine glass on the table, and shook the scarlet liquid in the glass.
He also doubted whether the mailer was hidden inside the official system, and with the advantage of the inner ghost, the thief shouted to catch the thief.
After all, some of the characteristics of the email person are very similar to those of a public servant with a standard brain-computer interface device.
"I was able to understand the motives of the intelligence agencies to break into our interior,
Even if you destroy the stronghold of the Wizards of the Coast,
As long as the real names of the wizards are not revealed, the wizarding association can be rebuilt at any time.
But I didn't say it to anyone else, after all, in the virtual world, anyone can be an internal agent of the intelligence agency.
Only by finding evidence, or finding out the real name of the emailer, can he be controlled.
So, I started an investigation privately. β
Thomas's message said: "I didn't check the email person directly, his information is too small, and it is too difficult to find out - if you control a large-scale processor and penetrate the inside of the official system,
Then I will definitely be found out by the intelligence services before I find out his real name.
So, I'm looking up Ohm first - he was the first person to work with the mailman. β
Thomas smiled bitterly: "You know, Ohm's ability is not very good in our circle, and his utilitarianism is heavier than others.
They are more inclined to use the means of wizards to make profits for themselves in the real world - they are all small money, and they dare not spend it indiscriminately, for fear of attracting the attention of the tax office.
Overall, he left the most clues.
I spent a month of hard work following and researching, and finally found out that he was a used car salesman in the United States, middle-aged, single, living alone, and not much in the real world.
But most crucially, three months ago, he booked a one-way ticket to Venezuela. β
Venezuela?
Leon searched in his memory and found that Venezuela, the world of scripts, began a small and medium-sized turmoil half a year ago.
The long-term disparity between the rich and the poor has accumulated a large number of social contradictions.
In the end, the Venezuelan military took the lead in raising the anti-flag,
Armed forces under different banners jumped on the stage one after another, and you sang and I appeared.
"Three months ago, there were fierce skirmishes between the armed forces of different forces in Venezuela. The US ban on Venezuela has not been lifted,
How could Ohm, as an ordinary second-hand car salesman, jump into a fire pit inexplicably? β
Thomas took a deep breath and said quietly: "The answer is that the subversion in Venezuela is actually manipulated.
The mailman and Ohm have been planning this for at least a whole year.
They subtly modify the local automated decision-making system,
Formulate decrees in their favor, allocate resources, divide interests, assign contacts, set up puppet groups -
Several local armed forces, all of which receive funds from abroad, have always believed that they have the support of American intelligence agencies behind them.
But in fact, the mastermind behind this scene is completely the mail man.
The reason why Ohm traveled to Venezuela three months ago,
It is likely that it was the mailman who promised him to become the uncrowned king of Venezuela - in real-world America, he is just a worthless second-hand car salesman,
Stealing a thousand dollars online can be terrifying.
And once in Venezuela, he can become a billionaire in the name of a billionaire, with a luxury house and a luxury car, and he does not have to worry about his real name being exposed - the Venezuelan military system has already obeyed his orders and no longer needs to hide himself.
It's a pity..."
Thomaston paused for a moment and said slowly: "The military turmoil in Venezuela is coming to an end, but I have never been able to find Ohm's information again,
There are no new billionaires born in Venezuela either.
Ohm, there is a high probability that he has fallen into the trap of the mail man and is completely dead,
The Ohm in the castle is just an empty shell controlled by the mailman.
The worst part..."
Thomas's voice sounded bitter, "In the real world, I live in Venezuela. β