"What do you mean by that?" Song Ziyu asked.

Lao K explained, "As long as you continue to cause damage in the metaverse, destroy the fundamental order of the metaverse, and fight against the rules established by Xi He, you can force Xi to use more computing power to maintain the balance of the metaverse...... As long as we persevere in our struggle, we can eventually bring down Xihe."

"Is this possible?"

Song Ziyu listened to this mysterious explanation, and became a little skeptical.

"It has to be feasible! We've done the same all these years!" "Over the years, we have sent a large number of people into the metaverse to carry out a series of sabotage activities, and the results achieved are also gratifying," said Lao K.

"But how far can you hit Xihe by doing this?" Song Ziyu questioned: "Even if that virtual world is destroyed, Xihe is still Xihe, reality is still reality, is it useful?"

"Mr. Song, don't forget, Xihe is still engaged in a plane war! As long as we break the balance between Xi and ourselves, we have a chance to break free!" Old K said.

Song Ziyu sighed, feeling that Lao K's words were still not too convincing.

It's not that Lao K's strategy is bad, if he does it purely by doing this, Song Ziyu feels that the time is too long, and it may be that the foreign workers are blind.

However, Lao K's next sentence made Song Ziyu change his mentality towards this old guy a little.

Lao K seemed to see his hesitation, so he spoke: "Mr. Song, I know that you are a person with great ambitions, and you look down on these small things we do, but there is a good saying, a generation has a generation's mission, and we are probably living to complete our mission, so we must consume it, so that the next generation can have hope."

"What if there is no hope for the next generation?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"Then there should be hope for the next generation!" Old K said: "The next generation is not good, there is still the next generation!" As long as we don't go extinct, we have a chance!"

Speaking of this, Lao K was extremely excited: "As long as there is no continuation of mankind and there is no end to those who come after us, we will definitely be able to reverse our fate of enslavement...... I have no doubt that our future is bright...... It's just a pity that by that time I won't be able to see it anymore."

After hearing this!

Song Ziyu was completely convinced!

Leave it here, and the foolish man will move the mountain!

In the face of Lao K's indomitable spirit, Song Ziyu decided to try to understand it further!

So Song Ziyu said, "Old K, I still have one more question, that is, why did you choose me? As far as I know, the metaverse is a virtual world, and I have all the strength and ability, which can only be used in the real world...... Even if I join you in the metaverse, I'm useless."

"No! You're of great use!"

Lao K said: "The metaverse is also strong and weak! And the way to distinguish between strength and weakness in the metaverse is much simpler and more straightforward than in the real world."

"What do you mean by that?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"In short, it is a virtual world, a world where human consciousness coexists, and whichever human consciousness has more spiritual power, then his power in the virtual world is significantly stronger."

Speaking of this, Lao K looked at Song Ziyu's crossing bracelet: "As a well-known traveler, your mental strength can't be very bad, right?"

Well, when it comes to that, there's no need to bother with words.

"Take me to experience that virtual world." Song Ziyu said directly: "I want to investigate it myself."

"Good! That's what you're waiting for."

Old K smiled, and then beckoned Lin, who was standing on the side, and said, "Lin, you take Mr. Song to the virtual world to experience it."

When the girl heard this, she walked towards the outside of the ward, and Song Ziyu left after her.

At this time, there were only two old, weak and sick guys left in the ward, Lao K and Lao Zhao, a mechanic.

"Well, old K, this guy looks okay

Right?"

Lao Zhao asked.

Old K was silent for a moment and then replied, "I can't see the depth...... Is this guy really worth the effort to get it, as you say?"

"It's definitely worth it!"

Lao Zhao said: "As far as I know, Xi He attaches great importance to this person, and has made exceptions to bypass the rules many times for him! I don't know what secrets he has on him, but there's no doubt that this guy could be the key to breaking the game."

Old K said with a tired face: "That's it, let's use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, we don't have any other better way, we might as well see if we can create some miracles."

Song Ziyu followed Lin to the next room in the infirmary.

This room looks quite large, about 500 square meters.

There are a lot of bizarre machines and equipment in the room, and a few engineers are busy operating in front of the machines.

In addition, Song Ziyu saw more than a dozen coffin-like bed boards.

Some of these beds are empty, while others have people lying on them.

Song Ziyu walked in and saw that these lying guys seemed to be asleep, and they didn't have any reaction at all in front of someone's arrival.

"Did you sleep so dead?" Song Ziyu muttered, and found that these guys were wearing something similar to a motorcycle helmet on their heads.

The sound of the conversation disturbed the people sitting on the edge of the bed to supervise and make rounds, and these guys cast unkind glances at them.

"Lynn, who is this?"

At this moment, a bald and black-faced man walked over and was staring at him with burning eyes.

"Murphy, you're just in time, get a set of equipment to put on him and send him to the metaverse."

Lin opened her mouth and said to the black-faced man.

"What?" The black-faced man said, "Lin, are you kidding? This is obviously just a newcomer, and if you send him there like this, don't you send him to death?"

"This is the leader's arrangement, you just do what you are told!" By this time, Lynn had already begun to pick up a set of equipment similar to a motorcycle helmet next to the bed and put it on herself.

"I'll take him over to experience it myself." Lynn spoke.

The black-faced man brought the equipment and threw a compassionate expression at Song Ziyu: "Boy, I hope you can come back alive."

"What? Will there be dead people in the virtual world?" Song Ziyu was surprised.

"What do you think? Who told you that the metaverse is immortal?"

Murphy had a look of contempt on his face.

Obviously, Song Ziyu was directly divided into the ranks of novices and rookies.

This kind of thing probably belongs to cannon fodder, and it is sent to death.

Just in time!

The unexpected happened!

Just as Song Ziyu was about to put on the device, a guy lying on the bed next to him suddenly twitched inexplicably.

"Damn, Xiao Li has an accident, first aid!" When Murphy saw this scene, he immediately ordered someone to bring a pacemaker!

A sleeping man on the side suddenly sat up and said to Murphy in a frightened tone: "We were ambushed, Li Fang was killed by the enemy, and I got off the line by luck......

At this time, the medical personnel who were already preparing on the side immediately began to give the guy named Li Fang an electric shock.

Seeing this scene, Song Ziyu remembered the scenes of those intensive care units and the Grim Reaper snatching people.

"Is the metaverse so dangerous?"

Song Ziyu looked at Lin.

"Are you scared?"

A sneering expression appeared on Lin's face, "I knew that Lord Leader and Old Engineer Zhao had seen the wrong person."

"I'm just trying to figure things out."

Song Ziyu looked at the helmet in his hand, looked at the rescue picture around him, and said, "After all, it is to assess the risk."

Lynn explains, "In the metaverse, your senses are still real, and the feeling of being hurt is fed back to your body, this time involving your body

The body reacts instinctively, and once the body can't withstand the feedback injury, the organ fails...... Don't worry, Li Fang was just killed, he just experienced the pain of death at most, and the body will be fine."

While he was talking, a young man named Li Fang woke up.

The man who was still convulsing and foaming at the mouth one second lay on the ground the next moment and gasped for breath.

"It's horrible!"

Li Fang gasped for a while before returning to normal, and began to tell the people around him about the danger just now.

However, Murphy sneered disapprerovingly: "The enemy is merciful to you for killing you, after all, you can wake up smoothly when you die, if the enemy captures you and imprisons you and tortures you, you will be really miserable!"

Li Fang's face was a little more frightened, and then the young man screamed, "No! I'm not going to give them a chance to catch me, even if I kill myself!"

Song Ziyu was dumbfounded when she saw this scene.

"Let's go, let's go too!"

Lynn put on her helmet and lay down on the bed.

Song Ziyu wanted to put on the helmet like this, but before he could lie down, several spikes in the inner layer of the helmet pierced out.

Song Ziyu felt a slight pain, and these spikes facilitated the formation of contact with his cerebral cortex.

Drowsiness slowly hit, and Song Ziyu narrowed his eyes.

And then......

Next Second......

Song Ziyu was kicked out of bed and woke up!