Chapter 212

The huge equipment and machines, which were all black, were delivered one after another in the next few days. The same sign was welded on the surface of each machine. With the help of Wen Chen, they were sent to the laboratory below the ground through the secret doors and elevators in the study, and were processed and isolated by Wen Chen before connecting to the power supply, isolating the game's omnipresent influence from the thick alloy plates.

Mo Yi held his breath and looked at the rich mist in front of him. The milky white color seemed to be bound by some force in a small space in front of him, gathering heavily in a narrow corner, isolating and blocking his vision.

After a few minutes, the mist that flowed like liquid slowly dissipated, revealing the tall and pitch-black body behind it.

Wen Chen's figure slowly appeared, and he seemed to be a little more solid than the previous few days.

Mo Yi suppressed his nervousness and looked at Wen Chen. He saw him nodding slowly at Mo Yi and smiled softly.

——All machines are connected to the power supply.

The rumbling sound of running sounded under the empty dome, and the buzzing sound of cooling air conditioners immediately joined in. The dark and tall machines were neatly arranged on the cold reflective ground. The thick metal shells had blue and white indicator lights and turned off regularly, which almost made this abandoned laboratory rejuvenate again.

The screen placed on the wall lights up and all the devices start to operate in an orderly manner.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and suppressed the excitement and excitement in his heart. He quickly walked to the screen and sat down. His slender and pale fingers skillfully tapped the dark keyboard, which was improved again, and the calculation code introduced with new parameters was input to the screen with the crackling sound of the keyboard pressing. Finally, he tapped softly as if the dust had settled.

The program starts to operate.

The number on the upper right side of the screen began to jump from zero at a rapid speed. Several digits had popped up in just a few seconds, almost twice the speed of the operation in Mo Yi's study room.

Mo Yi paused, retracted his palm that was staying above the keyboard, staring at the huge screen in front of him with some fascination. The codes that were rapidly computed on the screen were printed in his dark eyes, and his extremely dark pupils were like a small world that was all-encompassing.

At this moment, he felt a gentle force coming from his chin, turning his face away from the direction of the screen.

Wen Chen came forward and exchanged a brief kiss with him.

He lowered his eyes, his pale face with a translucent texture, his voice was low and gentle, almost murmuring, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"I'll be jealous when you look at that machine with this kind of look."

Mo Yi smiled and reached out and touched Wen Chen's jaw gently, then he was about to leave as if he was slighted by a dragonfly:

"What about that, what if I see you?"

Wen Chen grabbed Mo Yi's palm, pressed his cold forehead against the back of his hand, then gently kissed his fingers, raised his head and looked at Mo Yi deeply. His light pupils were like melted honey, burning almost burning emotions, as if suppressing unconcealed paranoia and possessiveness:

"Okay, just look at me."

Mo Yi was caught off guard by Wen Chen's straightforward and enthusiastic confession. He turned his face slightly to avoid Wen Chen's gaze, coughed slightly unnaturally twice, and then raised his face and said:

“…Okay, we still have a lot of work.”

——He didn't lie. Even though Mo Yi has basically figured out the basic operating principles of the game, and now he has equipment and venues that can not be interfered with and affected by the game, as well as a computing program that can be upgraded after importing new parameters, Mo Yi has not found a way to effectively restrain the game.

And now it's only more than a week left before I'm pulled into the dungeon again.

Although I really don’t want to admit it, the date of August 14th gave Mo Yi a great sense of oppression.

——It must be done before this day.

This huge task that seemed to be an incomplete one was pressing against Mo Yi's heart like a cloud, and was tied to his chest like a huge rock, so he could hardly breathe.

Wen Chen laughed softly, stamped his cold lips on the back of Mo Yi's hand, rubbed it with affectionateness, and then straightened up, his voice was gentle and doting: "Okay."

"Call me if you need it, and I will do my best."

Mo Yi nodded, and his bright eyes narrowed slightly due to his smile: "...thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and rushed to the huge screen flashing in front of him again, took a deep breath, straightened his arms, moved his stiff fingers, then hung his palms above the keyboard, and devoted himself to the work in front of him again.

The hard alloy walls fully separate the pressure brought by the heavy soil layer, stably forming a huge and empty space below, inside and basically cleaned up. The laboratory, which is thousands of meters deep underground, seems independent and outside time. Even if the day and dusk are alternated outside, it seems that it is not affected at all.

The bright white light above the head reflected a dazzling light by the smooth and cold walls and floors. The screen flickered, the sound of the machine running and the buzzing of the exhaust fan were mixed with the keyboard, as if it had become part of the air, becoming more and more ambiguous as time passed, almost making it impossible to separate it from the background.

After a long time, Mo Yi finally stopped.

The sudden disappearance of the keyboard typing almost made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He slowly moved his sore shoulder blades and neck, and his fingers were stiff and trembling due to long-term typing. Mo Yi stared at his achievements on the screen and couldn't help but slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The basic form of the game was rooted and the current, which was not a very bad thing for Mo Yi. This at least proved that the code he obtained in the game was not baseless, and the interpretation of this code was very likely related to Mo Yi's understanding and analysis of the entire game.

At will, based on the game propagation method he guessed, he carried out a new round of upgrades and encodings of his previous code, and then brought the parameters he calculated into the previous calculation loop again.

Once the calculation is reached, it can be decoded in reverse, and the whole picture of the entire game can be displayed in front of you.

Mo Yi looked down at his watch, and then he realized that nearly ten hours had passed.

He stood up from the chair, feeling the numbness and pain spread instantly, his legs were sore that they could hardly stand firm. Mo Yi held the table and then turned around and walked out of the laboratory.

Although most of the questions now have to wait for the calculation program to get the result to be answered, there is one thing Mo Yi has been a little confused about - why no matter where he enters the game, he wakes up in the bed in his room no matter where he enters the game? - This is also one of the reasons why he first looked for Jiang Yuanrou and wanted her to observe her entering the game.

However, the result brought by Jiang Yuanrou pushed Mo Yi to the deeper part of his doubts.

If the game controls and supervises the player from the electronic level, then it should bring the player's consciousness into the dungeon. Therefore, no matter what damage the player suffers in the dungeon, it will not be reflected on the player's body after the dungeon is over. However... if we speculate according to this logic, the player's body will not enter the game world with the player's spirit, then after the player leaves the dungeon, their body should also be located in the position before they enter the game.

So...what is going on in that place similar to a save point?

——This is something he has been unable to understand.

Mo Yi returned to the study and turned on his phone to send a message to Chen Lei.

He sat on the chair with his cell phone in his hand. His groggy feeling spread to his mind with his sore muscles. His consciousness became paralyzed as if he was soaked in warm water, causing him to fall asleep unconsciously.

When Mo Yi woke up again, the sky outside the window had completely darkened. There was no light on in the study, and only the blurry outline of the furniture in the twilight was seen.

He found himself lying on the soft couch placed in the study for rest, rather than the chair he remembered before falling asleep.

Mo Yi sat up, the hard metal shell of the phone in his hand was stained with body temperature. The screen lit up with his movements, and there was no new prompt on it. Chen Lei did not seem to see the message he sent.

Didn't he come out in the dungeon?

Just when Mo Yi was confused, the lights in the study were turned on, and the transparent lights lit up the entire room instantly.

Under the sudden light, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the door. He saw Wen Chen still standing at the door in a translucent shape, looking at him with a gentle voice:

"woke up?"

Mo Yi rubbed his sore neck, and nodded.

Wen Chen smiled, and the warm yellow light softened his outline: "Come and have a meal."

He walked over and reached out to pull Mo Yi from the soft couch. The two walked into the living room one by one. As soon as Mo Yi pulled away the chair and sat down, he felt the phone he held in his hand suddenly buzzing and trembling twice.

Mo Yi was stunned and looked down at his mobile phone screen. Chen Lei's message jumped out:

It was the address that was transformed into a gym by Jiang Yuanrou.

He was excited and hurriedly drank the porridge in his bowl, then stood up and walked out of the room, calling the driver left by Jiang Yuanbai for him while walking, asking him to wait for him at the door.

Mo Yi hurried to the front of the car, and saw the driver unlocking the car door for him. While sitting back in the driver's seat, he said nostalgic: "Mr. Jiang used to go out to play at this time... Where are you going?"

After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Mo Yi's answer. The driver looked at Mo Yi from the rearview mirror in confusion, but saw Mo Yi staring at him with a pale face. His dark eyes were quite creepy in the night, which made the driver startled and asked with some stuttering:

"What...what happened?"

Mo Yi asked slowly, "Didn't your name be Jiang Yuanbai...Mr. Jiang Xiao?"

The driver didn't understand what Mo Yi was saying, and was stunned for a moment. Mo Yi didn't seem to want him to answer, but continued to ask:

"Who is the manager of the Jiang family now? Jiang Yuanbai or Jiang Yuanrou?"

The driver, the monk Zhang Er, replied in a daze:
Chapter completed!