Thinking of that person, Zhao Ming, who couldn't sleep anyway, got out of bed one by one, and for the sake of insurance, he turned off all the two computers at home, unplugged the power supply, and then felt that it was still not enough, and he also pulled out the power supply that came with the notebook. He then proceeded to check for anything in his home that might be used as a camera or surveillance device. Finally, worried that the roadside surveillance equipment might catch his behavior, he even pulled several curtains tightly.

After doing this, Zhao Ming suddenly had some practical understanding of the reason why Zhang Qin's family was transformed into that.

"How pathetic." Zhao Ming thought so, buried the whole person in the quilt, because he knew that the weird mobile phone could listen to his calls, Zhao Ming chose to send a text message.

The night was fleeting, and Zhao Ming, who didn't finally fall asleep until midnight, got up and freshened up excitedly as soon as he heard the set alarm clock ring, and quickly left the house.

Arriving at the agreed place and standing in the slightly cramped shop, Zhao Ming felt a little helpless when he saw several cameras in the corner.

The mobile phone master knew something about it in the text message, and when he saw this, he wanted to speak, but Zhao Ming hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, pulled him to the toilet, took out the paper and pen that had been stored in advance, and began to write the text.

"Wu Cong, I need a place where there is no surveillance at all, and I can't be monitored."

After a strenuous exchange, Wu Cong's face showed an unbelievable and unbelievable expression as expected, but fortunately, because after all, he had been friends with Zhao Ming for more than five years, and he still chose to believe Zhao Ming's words.

So the basement of the store became their best location.

Zhao Ming was still a little hesitant to speak after carefully inspecting the small basement.

Wu Cong smiled slightly, "Don't worry, this place has been absolutely isolated, there is no network, no monitoring, and there will not even be a mobile phone signal." After Wu Cong finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, "Take out the strange mobile phone you said and show it to me." ”

Zhao Ming frowned, unsure if the people behind the Death Paradise had other unimaginable means to monitor him, thinking again and again, in the end, the desire to find out his innocence was better than the fear, and then he handed over the phone!

Who would have thought that as soon as he saw the strange mobile phone, Wu Cong was so shocked that his whole face changed suddenly, and even his body showed some signs of being unable to stand.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Ming reflexively opened his mouth to inquire, but saw that Wu Cong immediately made a silent gesture, and then hurriedly took out a box made of tin foil from a wooden box that was the same as the one pasted on the window of Zhang Qin's house.

It wasn't until the phone was completely put in that Wu Cong breathed a long sigh of relief and asked helplessly, "I said Zhao Ming, how can you have such a ghost?" ”

It stands to reason that after so many years of friendship, Zhao Ming should not need to hide something from Wu Cong. But this time, he inevitably hesitated.

"I know what's going on with that phone, you tell me how you got it?" Wu Cong seemed to have guessed Zhao Ming's thoughts.

Hearing this, Zhao Ming, who was desperate to get an explanation, hurriedly told everything that happened yesterday, and during this period, Wu Cong kept a posture of listening patiently.

"You've been chosen, and it looks like the game has been upgraded."

Hearing this, Zhao Ming was really a little pleased, "Do you know what the hell is going on?" And why do you want to do that with your phone? ”

Wu Cong glanced at one of the tin foil boxes. "Because in addition to being able to use signals to propagate, the most powerful thing about that mobile phone is that it can use the oldest radio waves to transmit information."

"Ah, what did you say when you came down just now?" Zhao Ming exclaimed.

Wu Cong shook his head, "It's okay, here, even the radio waves can't be transmitted, they will only accumulate, and when you return to them, they will spread again." That box will absorb and destroy those bands, and there will be no problem. ”

Looking at everything here, listening to such news, Zhao Ming couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart, "Why do you have such a place?" ”

"Huh." Wu Cong smiled bitterly, "Do you think I want to, all this was originally prepared to deal with this mobile phone." ”

"At the beginning? Have you encountered it before? ”

Wu Cong nodded affirmatively, "Three years ago, a person came to my store with this kind of mobile phone and paid 200,000 yuan for me to help him get rid of that mobile phone." At that time, in the face of such a terrible reward, of course I agreed, but I didn't expect that in the end, I almost got myself in. ”

Wu Cong said, as if he had thought of something, "Shouldn't you have started playing the Deathland game?" ”

Hearing this tone, Zhao Ming knew that he was going to be bad, "Yes, I have passed the first level." ”

"Hey!" Wu Cong slapped his thigh excitedly, "You should have called me as soon as you found this phone!" It's too late now! ”

"What the hell is going on?" Zhao Ming, who seemed to feel the breath of death, couldn't help but shout loudly.

Wu Cong stared at Zhao Ming painfully for a long time, his eyes were like looking at a dying person, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "You may already know by now, no matter who developed this game, they can intervene in all the monitoring equipment, such as indoor and outdoor cameras, mobile phone cameras, all kinds of wearable devices, and computer cameras. Voice recorders, recorders, and other modern electronics. ”

"To put it simply, anyone in today's society, as long as they want to, can monitor it 24 hours a day, without stopping!"

"Huh!" Although he had roughly guessed this fact before, Zhao Ming still couldn't help but gasp, "There is no privacy at all." ”

Wu Cong nodded heavily, "Yes, when I realized this situation three years ago, my reaction was not much better than yours." Wu Cong sighed again, "The principle of this mobile phone itself is not complicated, or rather, it cannot be called a mobile phone, because it cannot actively talk. “

Zhao Ming waited silently.

"After I disassembled it three years ago, I easily understood its principle, in words that you can understand, it does not have any mobile phone system, and all information programs are directly left on the motherboard, making it have a passive reception function, as well as an active transmission function."

"In that case, can't I destroy the motherboard?"

Wu Cong shook his head, "Think about how you got this phone, now that you have started to play Deathland, even if you destroy this phone, the next same phone will be delivered to you soon." ”

Saying that, it seemed that even Wu Cong was a little frightened. "When I started working on this kind of phone, what I couldn't understand the most was how the game of Deathland seemed quite complicated, and how it could all be installed on such a low-level motherboard. It took me a long time to figure out that the game should look huge, but in reality, it probably couldn't even match one of the simplest single-player games available today. Because it doesn't require the entire load. ”

"What do you mean?" Zhao Ming was a little dazed by these terms.

"Because this game, in fact, in essence, the player can't manipulate it, so it doesn't need to store the data on the mobile phone, with today's network situation all over the outside world, it can transmit any data to the host at any time, and then the host will issue instructions to the mobile phone, for players, it is a bit of a burn after reading."

"I'm getting more and more confused? Mean, I can't get out of this phone? Zhao Ming asked the question that he was most afraid of getting a positive answer.

Wu Cong looked quite sad when he heard this, "I can try to reverse the program and see if I can change your initial choice to no." But to be honest, I feel like even if I could, the organization behind Deathland, would send someone to reach out to you because you had already been chosen. ”

The statement that he was selected several times in a row made Zhao Ming a little annoyed, "What does it mean to be selected?" ”

"If my understanding is correct, it's a basic question, you're mistaken, for the game Deathland, it's the player, and you're the game." probably saw that the doubt on Zhao Ming's face did not decrease much, so Wu Cong then explained, "To use a simple analogy, it's like watching a live-action game show, there are real people in it, they are doing boring things under the gaze of the audience, of course, those are all arranged." And your situation is completely reversed, since you agree to participate in the game, you become a participant in the show, not a spectator, and the real audience hides in the dark and admires everything you have to offer. ”

"A real reality show?"