In the nine years of the New Western Yuan, it was the first week of the entire world's government funding and the real network established by the Central Heaven Company to " start" this game.
Central Heaven Conglomerate was also preparing for the annual grand celebration because this grand celebration was a big event that would be sent to the world to celebrate.
Everyone, be it for players or non-players, would be able to earn a lot of money from this grand celebration.
Of course, not only was the virtual game equipment sold by players or the official listed goods fair, but even the players and ordinary businessmen who made similar goods could unconditionally obtain the right to sell it.
However, the real source of money was the snack stand selling snacks.
The number of people queuing up to buy ten bottles of half-price advanced treatment potions was still not as high as the number of people waiting in front of a chicken stall for the Zihuan chicken.
The president of the office on the top floor of the Zhongtian Group was the first person to enjoy chicken chops.
Although he asked the angry secretary behind him to buy chickens with his privileges, he still took the first one.
"Alas ah ah ah ah, it's really boring." He crumpled the empty paper bag into a ball, but Mr.
Ping, who was wearing sunglasses, said with complaints.
"It's been a year and nothing special has happened.
I'm looking forward to the game skills of professional players.
It's really disappointing." "I think that you're too strict with the conditions of the hidden missions.
The players who choose to do the hidden missions will die at least a hundred times.
It's impossible for someone to kill himself or herself on purpose." The secretary who held the document in her chest answered calmly, but she still looked at Mr.
Ping's paper bag stuffed with chicken chops.
The chicken chops were the special dishes that she had waited for half an hour before she went to work to wait for them to open their shops.
However, as soon as she entered the company, she had been grabbed by the boss to eat.
The most important thing was that Mr.
Ping didn't give him any money even after eating the chicken!
"Is it harsh?
It's not fun to practice online too fast.
It's fun to die a little more.
Let's let the monster go out to the town for a massacre next time, or there will be no big problems." "But you have reduced your experience points to three times that you have planned.
And you will be forced to drop a level after you have reached level 50.
Why do you still do this?
Aren't you afraid that the players will lose a lot of experience points?" "If you want to leave, just leave.
Will you have another real experience online game?" Mr.
Ping said indifferently.
"By the way, we caught two spies sent by another company last week.
Should we send a lawyer's letter to that company?" While speaking, the secretary passed the confidential document in her hand to Mr.
Ping.
However, Mr.
Ping did not take over the document.
He just slightly pushed up his sunglasses and said with a smile.
"It's so impetuous.
They've been caught so many times, and they've sent people here.
Why don't they just give them the design blueprints?" "Are you serious?" the secretary asked in surprise.
"I'll do as I say.
Otherwise, how can those spies support the family?
They just want to make money to support the family.
Why don't they design a Blueprint and give it to those spies tomorrow?" "But, what if they..." The secretary's tone was no longer surprised, but almost unbearable.
"What if they really went to carry out construction manufacturing?" "Then let them take 50,billion yuan to play with the fireworks.
They will understand that it is a waste of money, and we will also earn a free 10,billion yuan for the fireworks show." "Well, I see.
I'll go to the technical department later." The secretary took back the documents that she had originally handed over.
From their words and conversations, it was clear that the two didn't care about stealing and duplicating the world's greatest money tree game data at all.
Perhaps on the contrary, they didn't have to worry about people reaching the ultra high level of technology they developed.
Mr.
Ping returned to his position as president and turned the chair to face the French window with his back facing the floor.
He held his chin in his right hand and said.
"Is there anything else?
If it's any other boring thing, I'll leave it to you." "Yes, it's a bug that appeared in the game!" The secretary pulled out one of the documents in her hand.
"Buff?
" The bug was the most common problem in the game.
However, the question that was asked by the beautiful secretary who was always calm and calm was definitely a very special big problem, which made Mr.
Ping a little interested.
"In fact, I don't know whether I should be counted as a BUG or not, but I still need your opinion." The secretary's face became a bit troubled.
She directly took out a carry-on plate from her tight jacket's pocket and inserted it into the CEO's computer reader.
Then, she gracefully tapped the keyboard.
Looking at the secretary's movements, Mr.
Ping didn't know much about it, because his computer would not connect to the game except for watching the website and dealing with the internal information of the company.
Moreover, how could a secretary use a BUG with a mobile dish?
After entering the information, the light screen that was originally used to be in the shopping sites suddenly became dark.
"What's wrong with you?" Mr.
Ping asked in confusion.
"Please wait for a moment, it should appear in an instant." Just as the secretary finished speaking, a character appeared on a black screen.
It was a game NPC that was " Greeting".
"Create" was a online game with 99,percent of the real experience, and the NPC characters inside were no different from the players.
The only difference was that their names would add an NPC position before their names.
Comparatively, it was the name of the craftsman, "Craftsman?
Luke".
The black-haired teenager inside the light screen was an NPC called ' villiage villager', Kade.
Mr.
Ping looked at the name NPC and thought for a while.
At the same time, he also looked at the NPC on the screen.
This NPC character looked like a passer-by, but his appearance was unremarkable.
He was so handsome that he definitely did not need to be the type of person he was.
The clothes he wore were the linen clothing allocated to the villagers at the beginning of the game.
He wore a beige jacket, brown trousers, and brown shoes.
He was dressed in 100% passer-by clothing.
However, one of the peculiar things about him was that he had black hair and a small ponytail.
The color of the ponytail was quite conspicuous and light blue, which was definitely not the setting set in the beginning of the game.
"What's so special about him?
I don't feel anything special about him." Mr.
Ping looked at his secretary and said.
"Excuse me?" Upon hearing the two simple words, Mr.
Ping showed a surprised look on his face, because these two words came from the mouth of the NPC in the light screen.
Mr.
Ping looked at the NPC inside the screen, and then looked at the secretary who was secretly complacent.
"Does this NPC have its own will?" The secretary nodded.
"This was found by the Technology Department when it was under surveillance.
Although he was just an ordinary NPC and did not have any task to discuss with other players, at that time, he left the range of his original movements and even worked with other NPCs.
Fortunately, no players noticed him, so the technical staff quickly asked him to come out of the game." "Walking on your own to talk with the NPC?" Mr.
Ping said thoughtfully.
"Excuse me?" On the screen, the NPC character "townsman?" "Picde" spoke again.
"Am I wrong?
Can you delete me?
I don't want to lose my wisdom." "I'm sorry, you've exceeded the rules of the game, so you must delete it.
Otherwise, the game system may make an unexpected mistake and damage the system." The secretary responded first.
"Is that so?
That's something that can't be helped, is it?" "There's no mistake, although it's a pity, we still have to do this." The secretary's sincere response to 'mortals?' "Please delete it for me." Was he a resident of Falcon Village?
Koildi closed his eyes.
"Wait." When the secretary wanted to delete the key, Mr.
Ping spoke.
"Tell me, when you have your will?" "I, I still remember seeing a female player PK several times at the entrance of the village, and then I felt the presence of 'me' after seeing her face.
" Village dwellers?
Mr.
Ping opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Alas, it's like a love story telling a lie to a child." "A love story?" "What did you do after you had the will?" "At that time, I avoided all the players, hiding in the house or in the streets.
I always wanted to understand what I was.
Later, after some time, I watched the players' actions and conversations every day.
I gradually wanted to find people like me.
I began to look for my former companions in the village, but they didn't give me any response.
Then I was sucked into this dark space, so I didn't have much memory of other things." "You have a will, but also a sense of loneliness at the same time?" The secretary said incredulously.
"The feeling of loneliness?" "It's really interesting!" Mr.
Ping looked at the screen and was still thinking about how to understand the feeling of loneliness from the villagers.
It was called 'Picde' and 'Understand'.
It was a special way of thinking that exceeded the activation of the computer, which was also the so-called human thinking mode.
"Although I don't think human beings can do such a miraculous thing, it's really interesting to meet such a miraculous accident." "Mia!

Game helmet!" Mr.
Ping snapped his fingers.
"Mr.
Ping?" Mi Ya's secretary, who had been referred to as the secretary of Mi Ya, understood what the boss had meant for many years, but this was something she felt incredible.
"I think this kind of thing can be done." Theoretically, if he inserted all the information into the expansion groove of the game helmet, he could probably complete the game's log in.
However, there might be no way to start the game because he might not have the most important element to start it.
"Activate the elemental essence.
That's just a small problem.
I'll just have to rely on my aura and energy to resolve it!" "Mr.
Ping, don't say anything impossible!" However, Mr.
Ping completely ignored Mi Ya's words.
He directly understood the meaning of the conversation between the two people on the fireflies.
"Mighte," he said.
"Do you want to see it as a player?" "Can I be a gamer?" " villiage?" "M Threate" was quite surprised by Mr.
Ping's proposal.
"Yes, but it depends on your own luck and some of my small conditions.
It should not be difficult for you." "If it's possible, I want to be a player and see if I'm willing to do anything." "Very good!" Mr.
Ping revealed a shallow smile, which was like an exciting smile of a child touching an interesting toy.
"Then I'll fulfill your wish!
Let's "create" your own future!" "Is this really good?" Mi Ya was still worried.
"That's right, we still have to make the conditions first!" "I'm not talking about this!
What if his behavior messes up the system information?" Mi Ya's words were still turned a deaf ear to Mr.
Ping's words and focused only on the villagers on the firefly screen.
Was K residuee speaking out his conditions?
"As for the conditions, because you get the benefits without paying any price, it's really unfair.
Therefore, you should give us more conditions for this, so it's fair!" "Okay." Looking at the villagers?
Kade nodded blankly and agreed.
Mi Ya, who was standing beside her, shook her head in worry.
She had been Mr.
Ping's secretary for so long.
The phrase 'there is no free lunch in the world' was the best photo for her right now.
"Since you have made up your mind, I will not make things difficult for you.
Well, you can defeat the six BOSSes in the game, and then you can give me the special equipment they dropped as evidence." "Mr.
Ping!
You're going too far!" didn't wait for the villagers?
As soon as Kale answered, Mi Ya immediately objected loudly.
"What's the point of making a fuss over such a trifle?
It's just a game to level up, finish missions, and attack BOSSes.
I've only killed a few of them." "It's right to kill the BOSS, but you know clearly how strong those BOSSes are.
The game has been on for a year, and the number of people who have been killed by them has exceeded ten million.
You ask him to knock down the six BOSSes now.
It's simply bullying!" "Bully me?
Then I'll take it as bullying him.
If he doesn't go, I'll delete it and see which one he wants.
Ha, ha, ha, ha!" As expected, Mr.
Ping had done it on purpose, because this choice he had given was equivalent to having no choice left.
Simply put, if he didn't agree, then he would disappear.
"I see.
Thank you for giving me this chance.
I'll try my best to defeat the six BOSSes!" A villageman replied happily.
"Are you sure?
This is not a joke!" Mi Ya asked carefully.
"I know.
As long as I can keep my will, I will try my best to fulfill any conditions." Looking at the villagers?
Seeing how happy he was, Mi Ya was certain that the simple-looking guy on the screen was going to be played around by her demon boss.
"Very good!
From today on, change your actual name from the name after entering the game to 'Ping Qiuyuan'!" "Pingqiu Plain?" Village dwellers?
I don't know whether he likes his new name or not." Mr.
Ping pointed to the cabinet next to him.
There was a special silver game helmet inside.
It was specially designed and equipped with a game helmet that could insert into the music to play the hard machine.
The design was really old-fashioned, but the degree of maintenance made it look like something new.
Mi Ya took out the game helmet from the display window and held it in her hand.
Mi Ya's heart was filled with all kinds of emotions.
It was the most special game helmet.
The number was no.
3.
Mr.
Ping got up and pulled out the transmission line in the game helmet and directly connected it to his computer.
Then Mi Ya sat in the president's seat and began to play the piano-playing and press the keyboard.
"What are you doing now?" Village dwellers?
Kale felt that the information of her real body was a little different.
Although it didn't touch her will, she still felt a little changed.
"Kid, I want to tell you first.
Now we are entering the " guardian view" and " output it.
This is to determine how badly you have done harm to the system.
We will supervise all your behavior, but don't expect that we will help you when you are in danger." "I'm sorry, but you'll complete the DPS in a minute.
This is also good for you.
But if you need help, you can also communicate with our office side by side.
" Mi Ya spoke, but her hands didn't slow down at all.
The name on the screen was 'men from the village?' Kale was instantly revised into 'Ping Qiuyuan'.
"I have my own name, don't I?" "The input is complete." Mi Ya pressed the final confirmation button.
Mr.
Ping also began to confirm that Mi Ya had made a special DPS.
In addition to watching the special DPS, he also added a protective DPS to protect his consciousness and updated the message of NPC's identity.
After confirming it all, Mi Ya pointed at a special area where the elements had to be activated, which only Mr.
Ping could do.
"Wait for a moment, you will fall into a deep sleep, because I want to transform your information into information and activate the element.
The next time you wake up, you will be in the landing area of the game." "Thank you." Ping Qiuyuan nodded.
"See you tomorrow then!" Mi Ya pressed the information transmission button.
The characters on the light screen also disappeared, only ten hours of transmission speed remaining.
"Although I didn't tell him the truth, how come you didn't tell him that he would delete all the information once he failed to log in?" Mi Ya's kind tone changed back to normal.
She was like an outsider.
"Didn't I say that I can succeed with just my momentum and strength?" "Are you serious?
He didn't activate the element at all!" "That can only be regarded as death, so we don't have to personally hit the bad guy to delete the delete button." Mi Ya shook her head.
It was still hard for her to adapt to this elusive boss.
"Don't worry, I'm not without a chance to send someone to court death, but the chance is half." Mr.
Ping said with ease.
"Ping, why do you want him to be a player?" Mi Ya was very familiar with Mr.
Ping's name.
Mr.
Ping did not answer.
Looking at the game running and anniversary celebration that was about to start outside, the number of people in the Chicken-Rovered Shop was far more than that of other players who sold the game and the same person's work.
"It's because he's very similar." "My guess is wrong.
They are completely different people.
Whether in appearance or personality, they are completely different." Mr.
Ping directly interrupted Mi Ya.
"The reason why I want to help him is only a very simple and interesting reason.
I am a person who desires to see the world in chaos.
Although the surface of the lake that is too calm is beautiful, it may cause big waves if I throw a small rock into it." "What about the name Pingqiu Plain?
It can't be on the spur of the moment." "The autumn wind swept down the leaves of troubled times, and the hellfire burned out the withered bone field." Mr.
Ping softly chanted about Mi Ya's second question.
What a terrible poem.
"Haha, as long as you have my surname, it doesn't matter what you call it." "It's true." Mr.
Ping did not answer.
He looked at the sky outside the window again.
Dark clouds began to drift from the distance.
Although there was no rain, the originally dazzling Great Qing sky became darker.
"Alas, it seems to have become a good day."