Chapter 216

In a daze, Mo Yi seemed to hear noisy voices in a trance.

The vague sound was like a sticky porridge in the chaos, and no matter how hard Mo Yi tried, he could not recognize the content of the sound. It seemed that his consciousness was covered with a huge cover, repelling all the noises.

The eyelids were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Mo Yi struggled to open a gap in his eyes. The pale and dazzling white light instantly overflowed tears with tears. Everything in front of him seemed to be shaking violently, hazy in the strong light.

Mo Yi blinked hard and forced the tears from the corners of his eyes out.

The vision gradually became clearer, and the noisy voices in my ears seemed to slowly move away.

He slightly turned his sore neck and glanced around him.

The huge laboratory was empty, only the buzzing sound of the operation of machines and cooling systems echoed in the vast and dead metal space. The chaotic voice seemed to be just Mo Yi's illusion, becoming thinner and far away with the awakening of consciousness until it completely disappeared on the edge of perception.

Mo Yi raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and his frown brows seemed to have never been stretched.

Maybe I'm too tired...

He raised his head and looked at the huge screen not far away in front of him. The dark background was neatly arranged with bright green codes, flashing with the frequency of his breathing, like some real creature.

Mo Yi held his breath and was almost forgotten by his memories. He recalled all the work he had done before.

In order to use the data of the game itself to attack its nearly perfect code, Mo Yi has made many solutions to it - the chain collapse caused by the worm virus that is too aggressive and uncontrollable, and the way of destruction it brings is almost violent. Although Mo Yi has not yet fully understood what kind of existence Wen Chen is, it is undeniable that he must be related to the existence of the game, and it is very likely that it exists in some energy mode.

Then the side effects of the destructive virus are likely to be destroyed by Ling Wenchen and the game.

So Mo Yi chose the second method - he adapted and improved this incomplete code, created a simple framework, and enriched and expanded it based on his understanding of the existing way of the game, created the game's simulation body, and implanted a hidden swallowing program in the simulation body.

Since most of its shell and core are built from the game's source code, it will not be resisted by the game's automatic defense system when implanted. Once this simulation enters the game, its devouring program will be started, breeding in the game like a parasite, eventually killing the host and replacing it.

And, Mo Yi added emergency braking codes to prevent it from exceeding his own control.

Once the plan is successful...it means that the entire game is under his control.

The only thing he needs to figure out now is how to implant the program into the game?

Mo Yi raised his hand and pressed his temple that was vaguely painful, and his body seemed to finally wake up with the awakening of consciousness. He felt a colic in his stomach, and dizziness caused by not eating for too long.

He pulled away the chair, stood up a little stumbled, and then took the elevator back to the upper floor.

It was dusk outside at this time, and the dim light was cast from outside the window, and the room shrouded in by shadow was empty, and the lonely and dead dark light outlined the shadows.

Mo Yi picked up the phone he placed on the table - it had consumed all its power due to the failure to use it for several days.

He plugged his phone into the power supply, and the screen lit up after a while.

The moment the screen was turned on, the date above stinged Mo Yi's eyes - today is August 13th.

There are less than 12 hours left to enter the game.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, gently stroked his fingers on the screen, and opened the lock screen interface. There were a lot of new information in the notification bar above. He clicked on it and found that most of them were sent by Chen Lei and several other players he knew. Mo Yi browsed it quickly, and did not find that Jiang Yuanbai still did not send any messages.

He thought about it, opened the browser interface, and began to read the recent business news.

The Jiang family's company has not had much change recently, and the stock trend is still very optimistic. Recently, it has reached cooperation and mergers and acquisitions with several other companies. There is no picture in the press release, but Jiang Yuanbai's name is listed, which is ranked along with praise like business rookies.

——Just like Jiang Yuanrou at the time.

Mo Yi's fingers holding the phone tightened slightly, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

To be honest... Jiang Yuanbai's behavior is not very rational now, because he is still a game player, so no matter what video recording equipment is, he cannot record his images. Not to mention whether he will be questioned. He will only say that if he is killed in the game and does not handle the subsequent succession affairs, it will bring about the collapse of the entire enterprise or even the family - the game will not care about the subsequent management of the company after erasing you.

The most rational way now is to withdraw from the company's management step by step like Jiang Yuanrou before and find a backup plan for death for himself.

At this moment, Mo Yi seemed to suddenly realize something, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while-

...The reason why Jiang Yuanrou did this is that after his death, Jiang Yuanbai can rely on and rely on something.

And now... Jiang Yuanrou is dead, and Jiang Yuanbai has no other person worth caring about and paying for.

Why did he do this?

Mo Yi lowered his eyelashes silently, and his fingers fumbled and pressed them on the side of the phone, and the screen returned to darkness.

He sighed slowly, walked out of the study and made some food for himself, then went back to the underground laboratory and continued to work.

Finally, Mo Yi found a way to implant the program into the game.

According to the information he has obtained now, it is very likely that the game will pull the player into it by controlling the player's brain waves. In other words, it is to pull the player's soul into the dungeon. Since he cannot reach it in the real world, the best way to implant a program into the game is to carry the program in the brain waves and implant it into it when he enters the game, and memory is the best way.

However, Mo Yi was still unable to fully believe in the process of pulling players into the game, so he also prepared a backup plan. He put the virus and the simulation body into two U disks with the same special metal as the wall, and put them in his backpack just in case. In addition, he also engraved the code of the simulation question on small soft metal strips through magnetic recording and implanted them under his skin. In this way, even his body became digitized as he entered the game, and his program could still invade the game.

Now, Mo Yi just needs to wait for himself to be pulled into the game, and then wait only after all.

Just wait for the simulation with the devouring program to operate after being connected to the game and take control instead of the game.

The screen that had been running for nearly half a month finally got dark.

The sound of the machine running and the noise of the radiator are disappearing, making the vast metal space unacceptable.

Mo Yi breathed a long sigh, feeling as if he had experienced a long marathon, and his muscles and bones were clamoring for fatigue and soreness. He leaned against the back of the chair, looked up at the high and bright ceiling with his head raised, as if his whole soul had been pulled away, and his mind was blank, as if he could not think of anything.

Suddenly, a beeping sound came from my ears.

Mo Yi tilted his head and looked at the place where the sound came - the electronic clock placed on the table was buzzing and vibrating, and the screen above showed the time:

August 14, 201x 00:01

Now there are only a few hours left before entering the game.

Mo Yi thought about it, took out his notebook from his backpack, turned on a page casually, and began to daze.

He never thought that he would write a suicide note one day, not because he didn't think he would die early, but because he never thought that he would have unfinished things to explain to the world-

Mo Yi stared at the blank paper in a daze, and the tip of the pen stayed in the air for a long time without falling.

He had established a foundation anonymously a few days ago and deposited all the property he had obtained in his previous hacking career. If he disappeared into the game, the foundation would automatically donate the money to orphanages around the world. As for other information about his hacking career, he would not have to worry about it. As long as he died in the game, the game would naturally process the information cleanly without any trace.

He only saved the code he got from the game and the decoded program, and was encrypted and locked into the depths of the database by him - if he really failed, someone might be able to continue his unfinished career.

However, even if there is no... it doesn't matter, he will not be able to control it by that time.

Mo Yi finally wrote nothing.

He stuffed the key from the basement into a blank envelope, then returned to the study, pulled open the first drawer and put it in it.

The method to open the secret door was to be entered into his mobile phone by Mo Yi, and he wrote a program that would automatically unlock after half a month. Then he pressed the phone heavily on the envelope, and buckled the drawer with a "bang". The warm yellow light printed on the snow-white envelope was swallowed by the darkness.

The room was quiet.

Mo Yi began to wait.

Unexpectedly, this time he didn't feel much nervous, but was calm as if the windless lake surface was not at all.

The second hand slowly crawled over the unevenly divided dial, and with a clatter, heading straight to the top.

The sound, color, light and shadow all passed away roaring in front of you. When you raised your head, it was pitch black in front of you.

A familiar voice sounded in my ears: "Welcome..."
Chapter completed!