Chapter 279 Gu Mian and Anti-Virus Software
The snow outside was already up to the knees.
The door of the ticket booth is still wide open, but the wind and snow outside have no intention of drifting in. Even though there is no wind and no snow inside, it is still very cold here.
After the fat man came out, he was stunned for a moment, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Then he realized that the temperature in the real world seemed to be lower than when they entered the dungeon.
Just when the fat man closed his mouth tightly, trying to warm his teeth that were accidentally frozen, a strange male voice suddenly came from not far away -
"I said..."< br>
It is snowing heavily outside, and even the road is not easy to walk. There are only three people, Gu Mian, in this ticket booth, and the person who made the sound is the conductor of this copy.
Gu Mian looked for the sound.
I saw the young male conductor sitting behind the window, with a sign hanging around his neck. I could vaguely see a series of numbers on it, which should be a work permit or something.
I saw him flipping through a notebook in his hand with a suspicious expression.
That expression looked very familiar. Gu Mian remembered that the teacher in middle school had this expression when he turned over the roster and called the names.
The conductor was flipping through the book in his hand. After turning two pages, he showed a strange expression. Then he raised his head and looked at Gu Mian and the others, as if he had seen a ghost.
At this time, Gu Mian had already guessed what the conductor was holding.
80% of it is the dungeon records of the players in this ticket booth, and the ticket seller probably did not find the dungeon records of the three of them just now.
In fact, this conductor himself is not very concerned about the players, and can even be said to be indifferent.
It was actually because he had just taken down the unsightly "Gu Mian and dogs are not allowed" sign hanging at the door, these three people suddenly came and caught him off guard.
That’s why he was concerned about the dungeon that these three people entered.
The miserable conductor never thought of putting up a fight or anything like that.
Because he had heard of many heroic seniors who rose up to resist, but not surprisingly, none of them succeeded.
Over time, a fallacy that can only be understood but not expressed has spread in the conductor industry -
"Gu Mian is like a bandit, he must either resist or lie down"
Because of this global The game is a positive energy game, so the two bloody and violent discordant words "bandit" can only be harmonized in this way.
Everyone knows that they can't resist, but lying down... that's impossible.
Seeing the three people still standing at the exit of the dungeon, the conductor swallowed hard and then turned over the dungeon records in his hand.
Originally, this place was just a low-level ticket booth. Even if someone destroyed the copy, it could not be downgraded to any lower level. It would just deduct some of its business points.
But the conductor was surprised to find that after these people came out, there was no copy of the data crash.
Before, some conductors also encountered the situation of "Gu Mian came out, but the copy did not collapse".
But that was only a temporary safety. The copy did not collapse at the time, but it suddenly collapsed without warning shortly after the three of them left.
With the tickets for the previous train, the conductor wanted to see their records.
But couldn't find it.
I can’t find the dungeon record of these three people at all...
I clearly watched them enter the dungeon with my own eyes, and then saw them come out of the dungeon, how could there be no dungeon record?
Thinking of this, the conductor looked at the three people with doubts, and then opened his mouth: "I said..."
Gu Mian looked over.
The conductor swallowed a mouthful of humiliation, and then spoke carefully: "Which copy did you just enter?"
He had to find out!
Gu Mian looked at the conductor behind the window.
He was very interested in the booklet in the hand of the conductor, and the conductor behind the window was obviously aware of this. He couldn't help but shrink his head, and then quickly hid the booklet in his hand and pressed it on his butt. Sit down.
"I really shouldn't have made such blind talk!" He pressed the copy of the record book under his buttocks and roared silently in his heart.
But on the surface, you can't act in a way that is short of moral integrity.
Thinking of this, the conductor straightened his back, looking "mighty and unyielding".
However, in the end, the conductor failed to get the information he wanted.
Because the biggest fat man showed an expression like "I'm about to freeze to death" and successfully attracted the attention of the two people next to him.
At this time, Gu Mian and Chu Changge had already left in a hurry with Fatty.
A young conductor was left alone blowing the wind - and the copy of the record book under his buttocks.
When Gu Mian and others returned to the hearse, the surroundings were very quiet.
There were no carjackers as she had imagined. Xiaohong was lying quietly on the car window waiting for them to come back just like last time - of course this was what Gu Mian saw after she opened the door.
Fortunately, nothing could be seen lying on the car window from the outside, otherwise they might see several corpses that died suddenly due to excessive shock.
After returning to the car, Gu Mian first found two thermos bottles from Fatty's bag.
All the electricity is unusable.
But there is also hot water in the supermarket, not only hot water, but also thermos bottles that can be permanently kept warm.
Of course hot water and thermos bottles cost money.
The fat man specially poured two pots of boiling water when he went there last time, and it came in handy now.
Gu Mian took out a strip of ginger sugar powder, tore it open and sprinkled it in, then screwed on the lid and shook it vigorously a few times.
Gu Mian noticed that when she was shaking the thermos, the fat man's frozen face had a horrifying expression.
When he finished shaking it, the fat man said, "Doctor, if you shake it like this, it might explode..."
Gu Mian: "..."
By the time the fat man recovered, it was already half an hour later.
In order to escape the cold, Gu Mian drove the car into a dark parking lot.
It's not very windy here.
It is worth mentioning that there are people in this parking lot.
After the car drove in, the three of them saw a few bright lights in the dark parking lot, and the roar of the engine sounded in their ears.
Several cars were started. I saw that every car that started was packed with people.
The fat man looked at the cars in surprise: "Are you using the air conditioners in the cars to keep warm?"
It was indeed too cold outside.
Just walking for a while, my toes seem to have lost all feeling.
Chu Changge also looked at the started cars. He looked at them carefully for a while before speaking: "The cars that started are basically large vehicles such as vans and off-road vehicles. And look at the other cars around you. Many of the cars had their doors open, as if the car owners had been here not long ago but left immediately, without even closing the doors. "
The fat man wrapped himself in the quilt. Nod, but what does that mean?
Chu Changge seemed to see the fat man's doubts: "It means that the gasoline in all the cars here may have evaporated completely, and some people may have the habit of storing gasoline in oil barrels. The gasoline in barrels does not They were not evaporated, so these people gathered together..."
The fat man understood.
People who still had gasoline in their hands gathered together, looking for large cars that could accommodate them, and then turned on the air conditioners to keep warm.
And those who were out of fuel only came here with the hope of turning on the air conditioner in the car, only to find that there was no fuel in the car. They could only leave immediately. After all, it was too cold outside to help Stay longer.
I don’t know why, Fatty suddenly felt a little miserable.
If I hadn't met a doctor, I might have been silently enduring the cold in the cold winter.
No, I am also enduring the cold now, but this is different...
The fat man held the thermos cup and took a sip of ginger syrup while thinking wildly, although there was no air conditioning in their car. , but I don’t think it’s any worse than those who turn on the air conditioner...
The car of Gu Mian and the others certainly attracted the attention of other people.
But they had no time to pay attention to others, and the shortage of fuel made them miserable.
At this time, Gu Mian had already driven the car to a place slightly farther away from the cars and stopped.
The fat man was wrapped in three thick quilts and drank a large bottle of boiling brown sugar and ginger water. At this moment, he was actually satisfied, squinting his eyes and wanting to sleep.
At this moment, the fat man who was dozing suddenly heard Gu Mian say: "Who did An Tusheng say those words to?"
When these words came out, The fat man's sleepiness immediately went out of his mind, and he looked at the person in front of him with slightly wide eyes.
The two lights of the hearse were very bright, and the light invaded through the windshield, illuminating the side of Gu Mian's face.
There was no expression on this face, and the shadows falling from the browbones and bridge of the nose perfectly covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
The fat man looked at Gu Mian's half-illuminated face, and then secretly stepped back a distance, almost on the same level as Xiao Hong behind him.
After moving to Xiaohong's side, he hesitated and asked: "Which sentence?"
Looking like a guilty thief.
Seeing this, Gu Mian suddenly laughed: "I'm just asking, why are you so nervous? Although I always feel that you two are doing something strange behind my back, it can't be anything. Bad thing, right?”
The fat man had seen Gu Mian's smile many times.
But for some reason, Fatty felt that his bright smile this time was a bit scary, even scarier than the devilish grin in some copies.
Chu Changge next to him suddenly pinched his brows.
The fat man turned to look at him and saw that Chu Changge's face was almost lost in the shadow, but at least he could still see his mouth moving: "About the last copy, Gu Mian, what do you think?"
He changed the topic directly, using very crude means.
Unexpectedly, Gu Mian actually took over the words: "It's really unexpected that the copy can produce 'spirits', but the two organizers you mentioned before... I will use the No. 1 organizer and the No. 2 organizer first. They named it”
“The No. 1 organizer was the one who initially initiated this whole The organizer of the ball game is harmless to players, and its purpose is to evolve human beings... But here, I am shameless and add another purpose to it, and that is to kill me."
Although I say that Maybe he took himself too seriously, but Gu Mian felt that his guess was very reliable.
"The No. 2 organizer appeared later. The organizer who took over the event may also take over some dungeons that will definitely die in the future? The No. 2 organizer is obviously opposed to the No. 1 organizer, but it looks like In the case of An Tusheng, the second organizer does not seem to have the right to directly attack the copy, and may be stealing. A sneaky modified copy? "
Chu Changge nodded: "Yes, there is a very key point in the copy of Fairy Tale City, that is, after An Tusheng awakened, someone gave him a ' Pen', so he gained the ability to rewrite the copy, which led to the mutation of the entire copy."
And this "pen" absolutely cannot be given by the No. 1 organizer. So far, the No. 1 organizer does not seem to know that a copy has mutated.
And this organizer is all about the players and will never tolerate players being killed.
And the mutated An Tusheng suddenly appeared and said some incredible words to them, and frankly said that he was dragged by others.
But before those incredible words could be finished, they were interrupted by a mysterious voice.
Gu Mian remembered that there were eight players in the 'Fairy Tale City' instance.
The three of them occupied three places.
Add a 007, plus the strongest supermodel in history that a fat man met, plus Xiao Qiao.
That’s only six.
Two players did not show up.
Then the voice that interrupted An Tusheng came from the remaining two players who did not appear? Or another NPC?
"And doctor..." At this time, the fat man suddenly spoke in a low voice, "Have you discovered it?"
What?
Gu Mian looked at the fat man who was holding the thermos cup tightly.
He seemed to hesitate for a while, and then continued: "Did An Tusheng forcibly modify the copy data? No, maybe there is no data in that copy anymore... If this mutated NPC is What will happen to him if the game finds out?"
Gu Mian turned his head and thought for a while, then gave the fat man a bright smile: "Like me?"
Fatty felt that Gu Mian smiled too much today.
He shivered hard, then retracted his head into the quilt and stopped talking. His whole body exuded an aura that "can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words".
At this time, Chu Changge next to him was silent for a while, and then continued: "Things that are not within the plan are destined to be forcibly erased."
Gu Mian turned to look at him One glance: "Why do I always feel like you are talking about me..."
He has suffered too many assassinations from life since he was a child.
So much so that Gu Mian often imagines that she is a virus, and the killer sent by life to assassinate her is the dutiful anti-virus software.
However, this anti-virus software is a little weak, and it has not been able to kill him after more than 20 years of killing.
Nowadays, global games are like anti-virus software using the trick of undermining the box.
Although there may be some differences, in general they are similar...
(End of this chapter)