In this virtual world, the computer will simulate various senses such as hot and cold, hunger and satiety, so that the soul lives here almost no different from the real world.

And in order to standardize management, you can't fly around in this world like a god, and you have to take transportation wherever you go.

Just like in the real world, souls here need to face the problem of food, clothing, shelter and transportation. This has also given rise to a variety of service industries, including catering, transportation, clothing, and more.

The United Nations is not for nothing to give you a free time in the virtual world, just like playing online games, living in a server, the first thing you face is of course the problem of room and board, which is a fee, one dollar a day for the first 300 days, ten dollars a day for the next year, twenty dollars a day for the third year, and so on.

And this is the price of living in a single room in a certain building, and eating a big pot of rice like a student cafeteria, do you want to live in a mansion or villa? Eat something delicious? Pay more.

In the same way, want to wear a famous brand and drive a luxury car? Buy it yourself.

As for the currency, as mentioned earlier, it is denominated in US dollars and can be exchanged in real-time with the real world.

However, since this server is isolated from the Internet, it is generally a person who is ready to enter the server, first pay his money to the relevant United Nations department for registration, and then he can enter the virtual world with that specific amount of bank card and spend there. At the same time, the unspent money by the time of the resurrection can also be brought back to the real world.

Even the goods you spend money on can be "brought back", and the relevant departments will send you brand-new physical products after you "return to the world". It's one-way, you can't bring a house or a car in the real world, and you don't want to bring your own drinks, or people won't make money.

If you don't have enough money to spend or want to be richer, you can also go to work, work, or do business in the virtual world to earn money from other souls, or call your relatives and friends to help you recharge.

As for the frozen souls, they are stored for free, and the prisoners who are imprisoned in the virtual prison are of course living there for free.

Although the souls in the virtual world can do some intimate actions and feel each other's tenderness, you can't hurt or kill anyone.

Therefore, the only security problem is the dispute between money, which is also easy to solve, each soul has a pager, and if someone cheats money or something, call it, and the program of playing the police in charge of maintaining law and order in the virtual world will appear immediately.

That's probably what the virtual world is.

Jose gets the information from Silver Shield, and Adolf and GLS seem to be interested in this virtual world as well.

And if Adolf wants to invade this world, there is only one way, and that is to send someone to die.

In fact, he has already done so, and the souls of several members of the GLS organization are living in the server at this time.

However, although the United Nations does not control everything about the souls living in this virtual world, it is still necessary to be very careful when doing things here, after all, in terms of pure technology, all the souls living here are absolutely transparent on the official side.

So what is the little ninety-nine that Adolf and others hit on the virtual world in the server?

The brightly lit United Nations Building is no different from what it looked a hundred years ago. In the Secretary-General's Office, Mr. José Agut is also thinking about what the hell GLS is playing.

The tall, brown-skinned man in his fifties sat behind a brown solid wood desk with his hands on his chest, staring at the holographic projection on the table in a daze, and pursing his fat lips vigorously.

The projector shows a virtual world of servers that simulate the entrance to the lobby of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in New York City, across from the South Gate of Central Park.

Since José's computer doesn't even have access to the server, what he's seeing so far is a staff member using a video recorder to take a real-time retake of the server's own display.

This reminded José of watching pirated movies as a child, but the picture displayed in front of him at this time was still quite clear.

At this time, the virtual world of Manhattan in New York City, shrouded in goose yellow lights, is bustling with traffic in front of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.

Luxury cars of all colors brought in well-dressed dignitaries and dignitaries, and after getting out of the car, they walked along the thick and soft red carpet to the hotel, some of whom Jose was very familiar with.

Although those rich and powerful souls often hold this kind of wealthy party in the virtual world, the initiator of this party is also too sensitive.

According to the intelligence, it was a former prime minister of a Southeast Asian country who had just passed away, and wanted to find some old friends in the virtual world to catch up and make some new friends, so he initiated this large gathering.

And the bank card he brought into the virtual world contains a huge amount of money from a rich country, and its source is GLS, according to verification.

If you make a big deal of it, aren't you afraid that Lao Tzu will "snap" and turn off the power of the server? José thought indignantly, although he had no right to do that.

The dinner was about to begin, and a black-and-white Rolls-Royce Star Shadow electric car slowly stopped in front of the hotel. A handsome Arab doorman in a black tuxedo quickly stepped forward to open the car door and welcomed a tall, handsome middle-aged Oriental man in a dark blue classical suit into the hotel.

In front of the banquet hall, an elderly man of yellow race who was greeting several noble ladies, with a slightly dark complexion and a short stature, saw the visitor, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow slightly to the middle-aged man, and said in a thick Southeast Asian accent of English: "Dear Mr. Jin, you are here, I will accompany you in!" ”

Kim Jun-jae is a wealthy businessman who was known as the richest man in Asia during his lifetime, and recently came to the world after a mistake in extreme skydiving. Seeing that the old man was so polite, he hurriedly responded with a ninety-degree bow to the other party, and said in English with a strong Korean accent: "Premier Nguyen has tormented my little brother, I will go in first to talk to my friends who I haven't seen for a long time, you are the master of the party, don't worry about me." ”

Having said that, Ruan Jinwen still respectfully raised his right hand, gently supported Jin Jun on his back, and sent the other party into the middle of the banquet hall to several men who were standing and chatting, watching Jin Jun bow deeply to those men, and then he was willing to return to the front of the hall to continue to greet guests.

Waiting for Ruan Jinwen to leave, Jin Jun was laughing and said, "Haha! Dr. Smith, Minister Meta, Sir Marles! You have been hiding in this Elysium for so many years, making my little brother think that you are thinking so hard! ”

Dr. Smith, the founder of Smith & Company, the world's largest life science instrument manufacturing company, gave Jin Jun a big bear hug and said, "Little brother, I miss you too, but I can't call you to tell you, I really hope to meet you here, haha!"

"Dr. Smith, just a few months before I came here, I signed a contract with your son, Mr. Dawson, to purchase 2,000 new cloning silos, and I didn't expect that I would soon be able to use your new products, and I feel very lucky!" After finishing speaking, Jin Jun turned to a man of Indian origin and said, "Minister Mehta, thank you very much for the care of your successor, Minister of Security Mahind, for sending a military plane to find my body and send it back to China, otherwise I will be your dinner for desert vultures, haha!" ”

Meta pursed her lips and said, "That kid is very good at doing this kind of sloppy thing, but if he dares to snub you, see how I clean him up when I go back." ”

Sir Marles helped him with the quaint round glass glasses on his big nose, and said slowly: "Chairman Kim, I read the news that your parachute was tampered with, is it true?" ”

Jin Jun said with a smile while spreading his hands: "It's all guessed by the media, it's a complete accident." ”

The dinner began, in the form of a buffet, so that everyone could wander around the hall, meet new friends, and mingle with old friends.

When Kim Jun was flirting with a white female star in the corner of the hall, Ruan Jinwen came over with a red wine glass and said to the female star, "Madam, can you borrow your Prince Charming to speak?" ”

The female star finally accosted an unmarried rich man, and she was very unhappy to be driven away. But years of communication have honed her "elegant" temperament, so she pursed her lips and smiled, nodded, threw a wink at Jin Junjae, reached out to make a gesture of phone contact, twisted Ruliu's waist and walked to the long table where food was placed in the distance to choose food.

After clinking glasses with Jin Jun, Ruan Jinwen motioned to the other party to lower his head, and then put his fat lips to the other party's ear and said in a low voice: "I have a very interesting project in the real world, but you must go back and participate in it yourself, I can wait for you for a year, when the project is successful, you will definitely get a hundred times or even a thousand times more than your current assets." ”

"When will I see the contract?" Jin Junjae, who was bent over, also lowered his voice and raised his eyebrows.

Ruan Jinwen blinked and said, "There is no contract." ”

Kim Jun asked, "Can you tell me which aspect of the project?" I just found out that there are a lot of beautiful women in this world, and I kind of want to stay here for a few more years. ”

Nguyen Jinwen said: "I have no comment. ”

Jin Junzai said: "Just now I saw you whispering with some scientists, as well as dignitaries and rich businessmen, and you are also talking about this? ”

Nguyen Jinwen said: "Yes. ”

Jin Jun stood up straight, and said in a slightly loud voice: "If you don't talk about specific projects, why should everyone believe you?" ”

Ruan Jinwen hurriedly looked left and right, and whispered: "Boss Jin, you keep quiet, this matter is not easy to talk about publicly, we want to make a fortune in silence." As for why you believe me, it depends on my reputation and identity. ”

Jin Jun lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "Okay, we'll see you in the old world next year." ”

Back at the Pierre Hotel, Kim Joon, after saying goodbye to the female star just now, sat at the bar in the presidential suite and texted his girlfriend in the real world.

It's in Korean, and the word count is also very particular, similar to the technique used by the aforementioned Adele, ostensibly saying soft love words, but in fact sending something else.