The elevator used in the GTC headquarters building is a custom-made model of Cohen that runs fast and smoothly, but the man standing in the middle of the elevator finds the time to ascend to the top floor unbearably long, with the number jumping from "4" to "5" taking a century. The director of the ninth division, Guy Cookry, obviously felt the anxiety of the people around him, and took the initiative to speak: "The situation is not serious, Mark, it's just that the data in the yellow line area is abnormal, and it won't affect anything." ”

"That being said. Mark Thompson wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, "The 'world' is an overly sophisticated model, although it is logically self-consistent and has a higher tolerance for errors than the real world, but the reserved area is not an internal part of the real evolutionary model, it is a transition interval between the external data and the world model, and any unknown error can lead to catastrophic consequences, which can trigger a chain reaction of collapse." ...... Hell, does anyone else know about this?"

"It's just a few of us. Cook reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, revealing a bright red double-headed eagle tattoo on his wrist, which was a brotherhood tattoo drawn in the dermis using molecular polarization ink, which could only be recognized by the eyes that had also undergone molecular-level polarization cornea modification, and there was nothing unusual about Cookry's wrist in the eyes of others or in the surveillance footage of the camera. This is how the Brotherhood cadres lurking inside the GTC identify each other, and it took the Red Brotherhood more than a decade to infiltrate the GTC, and it took another decade to push several cadres to their current status, and safety and caution are the first principles of action.

In the previous purge, the Brotherhood finally eliminated dissident forces from the core of GTC decision-making, gaining temporary but valuable control. They knew that there were high-ranking members of the Ghost Organization hiding inside the GTC, and that the Great Purge was not to find out every enemy and kill them, but to create a tense atmosphere to temporarily keep these people away from Salzburg, Austria, creating a window of time for a power vacuum. Now that the GTC hawks such as Jonden Smith, the head of the counter-terrorism intelligence department, and Leighton Holt, the director of the communications department, are not at the Salzburg headquarters, the whereabouts of Brandon Bartholomew, the leader of the "World" project team, are unknown, and the "World" press conference is completely controlled by the Brotherhood, which is the most mysterious branch of the Brotherhood's seven departments, "Beria", has been planning for a long time.

Thompson wiped his sweat anxiously, and the voice of the elder of the Red Brotherhood came to his mind. It was the annual Roundtable Decision-Making Dinner, and in the assembly hall beneath the remains of the Eastern Roman Empire Arena in the city of Boji, Antalya, Turkey, the speaker who was always dressed in a black cloak and whose face was not clear said in his characteristic gentle, soft, calm voice: "The time is coming, and everyone will take their responsibility." The first walls of Antalya were built 4,000 years ago, and after the Trojan War, the Greeks from the Aegean Sea ruled the city, and for a long time the city belonged to Persia, Macedonia, Rome, Byzantium, Ottoman, heroes Hercules, Alexander the Great, Caesar and Mehmed I the Revivalist left their footprints here, the city has been destroyed countless times, rebuilt countless times, people will not remember the name of the destroyer, nor the name of the rebuilder, the only important thing is that Antalya is alive and well, and after a long history, it still shines between the Mediterranean Sea and the Toros Mountains. What we have to do is to take this responsibility, the responsibility to protect the world to continue to live, our name will be forgotten by history, that moment is just one of countless ordinary moments for all survivors, the night passes, and the sun will rise as usual. ”

Feeling the red double-headed eagle tattoo on his collarbone hot, Mark Thompson sipped a glass of luscious wine and silently raised his glass to the Speaker, vowing to follow the Brotherhood's canons until the end of the world. Thompson was surprised to learn of his responsibility, for it was too trivial to be proportionate to the enormous sacrifice made by the Beria branch.

He was instructed to set the client sync clock backwards by 0.3 nanoseconds when the world was officially released. The synchronous clock is a parameter for the calibration of the time scale when the implanted chip communicates with the "Genesis" through the quantum network, and collects the signal from the cesium atomic clock issued by the National Time Observatory closest to the access site. Modifying the synchronous clock parameters would mean a complete hijacking of the signal acquisition process and taking over the timing signals of the two hundred and four national observatories around the world, which would require a very large GTC network and full regulatory authority for the "World" project, which no one on the planet can do except the GTC Timing Committee.

What the 0.3 nanosecond error can be used for, the Speaker did not explain to Thompson, not that he could not explain, but that he did not think that it was necessary, and Mark Thompson did not ask, not that he did not want to ask, but that he could not speak a complete sentence. Despite being the executive chairman of the GTC committee, he was only a mid-level cadre outside the top forty in the fraternity, and the opportunity to speak directly with the Speaker was something he had only dreamed of, and when the Speaker's straightforward voice came to mind, Thompson could do nothing but salute non-stop.

He understood the significance of this action from a few of the more familiar Brotherhood colleagues, the "world" is a stage that the Brotherhood values very much, and the Round Table Council believes that this virtual reality carries the hope of the future of mankind, and it must be firmly in the hands of no matter what the cost. The long-term research of the Berusai Babu and Leviathan branches has shown that the real evolutionary model of the "world" is a very closed system, almost impossible to influence by external forces, and only a few successful cases have been achieved with considerable resources.

To control the "world", it is necessary to gain strength and status, especially now that the war on the continent is intensifying. The plan to be executed is a rather bold move, not to directly attack the logical model of the "world", but to start from six reservations. In order to avoid conflicts between the rules of reality (the digital rules of the quantum network) and the rules of the world (the autonomous rules of the real evolution model), all the data in and out of the "world" is buffered in the six reserved areas, whether the uplink and downstream data logged by the player, the update data of the continent automatically, the useless overflow data or the backup data waiting to be updated are all stored in the reserve, waiting for the extraction of the "Genesis" or "World".

The six reservations are written in an incomplete evolutionary model language, and their stability is not comparable to that of the world itself. 0.3 nanoseconds, 300 picoseconds, this is the time calculated by the Leviathan branch is enough and necessary, and the data anomalies below this time scale will not be recorded in the data log by the quantum computer, and all players after the official release of the "world" will be connected to the thread for 0.3 nanoseconds, and the Leviathan can inject the account information of the Brotherhood members before the player's personality arrives, so that the real-life operator can get the game identity that should be assigned to the player. In keeping with the principle of complete fairness, the identity that players will receive is random, and 20 million accounts will produce kings, religious leaders, and ninth-level professional powerhouses, and even without these important statuses, the Brotherhood will receive 20 million blank game accounts, and before the world servers can react, all player accounts will be stolen, and 20 million inhabitants of the "world" will be erased, waiting for a new owner of the body, which could be any operator of the Brotherhood.

Mark Thompson doesn't know what the consequences of doing this will be, and he doesn't need to. There were only ten minutes left until that moment, and he had to take his responsibility, any abnormality could not be tolerated, muttered to himself, and his nervousness at the moment was like a violin string that was too tight.

"By the way, just now Smith sent back the news that the GTC anti-terrorist unit in the entire Asian-Africa-European region has been transferred to the Central African-Chad theater of operations and is fighting against IPU militants, and the United Nations has given some pressure, but as we expected, the opposition is not strong, after all, there is a reason for it. Guy Cookry said.

"I don't care about war, I only care about my 'world'. Thompson said, "Is Bartholomew the hell? Where is he now?"

The head of the ninth division said with a cold look in his eyes: "The security system lost him on the border between France and Switzerland, I believe that he did not leave Central Europe, and it may even be in Austria, and the identity of the ghost members is basically undoubted." I have long felt that this old man is suspicious, but he has not been able to grasp any tricks, and it seems that he is still a high-level figure. ”

Thompson said: "We have stopped his private ** restriction to prevent him from communicating with the world project team in any way, so if he can still make a fool of himself, does he have the permission of the quantum network that we didn't expect." ”

"There's so much mystery in this, Mark. Cook said lightly as he touched the GTC blue logo on the inner wall of the elevator with his hand.

The elevator door finally opened, and the two walked on the soft red carpet into the top office of the GTC headquarters building, Mark Thompson closed the door, waved open the quantum network terminal, and issued instructions to the personal assistant of the holographic projection: "Verify my permissions, I want to access the field data of the reserved area, only the part of the abnormal data." ”

"Yes, Doctor. "Your permissions have been verified, the data is being retrieved, and you must be reminded that any observation from the outside world will alter the state of existence of the reserve, and direct access is detrimental, doctor." ”

Thompson hesitated.