Chapter 208:

Chapter 208
Jiang Yuanbai heard a word, and nodded his head a bit, "... still."
He turned and walked into the room, and when he showed up, he already had the black camera in his hand. He handed the camera to Mo Yi, and asked with some doubt: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"
Mo Yi shook his head, reached out to take over the camera from Jiang Yuanbai's hand, and then carefully checked the camera as a whole, the machine was fully functional, except that the memory card was removed, all the parts inside were The full, bulky body was heavy in his hand.
He looked up at Jiang Yuanbai and asked:
"This ... can I borrow it?"
Although Jiang Yuanbai did not figure out what Mo Yi wanted to do, he nodded without hesitation and replied, "Of course, you can send it."
A smile drew from the corner of Mo Yi's lips: "That's not necessary, I will return it to you after I use it up."
After speaking, he moved his somewhat sour arm, held the camera in his arms and changed his posture, and then turned and walked outward. Jiang Yuan saw this and hurriedly chased up from behind him. Mo Yi held the heavy camera in his arms and said, "Let's go, I'll send you off."
Mo Yi thought for a while, and no longer rejected his kindness, nodded and said:
"Thank you very much."
Less than half an hour later, Mo Yi was sent to his residence by Jiang Yuanbai.
After a simple farewell, he stood at the door with the black camera in his arms, and watching Jiang Yuanbai's car slowly drive out of his sight, Mo Yi turned and walked inside the building.
Just then, he felt the heavy machine light in his hands.
He looked down in surprise into his arms with a little surprise, only to see the thin mist surrounding the inside of his arms, enclosing the camera in his arms.
Mo Yi smiled helplessly: "I can still move this."
The gentle air flow passed through his palm, clutching his skin affectionately, bringing a slightly itchy touch, and then Mo Yi felt that the hidden mist was flowing in his arm, and he refused for a long time. He dispersed for a while before finally reacting—when Jiang Yuanbai took the camera from his arms just now, his fingers caught his arm.
Mo Yi couldn't help crying or crying, obviously the ring should not work in the real world, so why did he think the symptoms worsened after he heard the smell? ?
He shook his head helplessly, soothing: "You can rest assured, I really don't want to find other people or lie to you."
The force of the mist was slightly loose, a gentle upward airflow lifted the camera from his arms, and the milky mist enveloped the dark shell of the machine, and the camera floated in the air, swinging upwards. Fly away.
Mo Yi was startled, hurriedly turned around and looked at his surroundings. After confirming that no one had witnessed such a magical scene, he quickly stepped forward and chased it up, pulled out the key to open the door of the room, and let the air float. The yoyo camera slowly flew into the room and landed firmly on the table.
He breathed a sigh of relief and brought the door behind him.
The losing game will not let the player and any game-related clues remain in the film and television materials, otherwise he has to format the monitor in the corridor.
Thinking of the game, Mo Yi's eyes slowly cooled down. He pursed his lips, his face was a little dull.
The game dragged Jiang Yuanrou into the copy in advance, life and death are unknown, but Mo Yi still found some clues in the game in this action of the game.
If it is true as she guessed, the game will modify the time when Jiang Yuanrou enters the copy in advance, in order to prevent her from passing the information she found, instead of choosing to execute Jiang Yuanrou directly when she finds it .
And the only Jiang Yuanbai who had intimate and direct communication with the content of the game, after being trapped in the black and filthy malice, he did not lose his life, but was repeatedly tortured and kept flowing from his body. Continuously absorb negative emotions.
That at least shows that this seemingly omnipotent game that only covers the sky seems to follow certain rules and restrictions-it can't kill players randomly in the real world, but only with the help of fierce copies Reap player's life.
This discovery made Mo Yi half-happy.
The most frightening is an opponent who does not follow any rules. Since the game has an unbreakable bottom line, it proves that it must have insurmountable weaknesses, then Mo Yi has the condition to find and defeat it-but he is worried Yes, if this guess is correct, then this game is likely to be not only dominated and devoured by the instinct, but it is likely to evolve a higher level of intellectual existence, enabling it to modify its original Make a good decision so that your behavior avoids the bottom line it cannot touch.
And ... this also means that Jiang Yuanrou's situation is probably more dangerous.
Although it is midsummer, Mo Yi's fingers are still stiff and cold, as if in a cold winter.
He slowly pressed his palm, then quickly walked to the table where the camera was placed. He skillfully began to disassemble the heavy machine, and then took the parts he needed to analyze into his room. .
Although there are several high-level refrigerators running in the study room, they still cannot completely dissipate the heat generated when the high-rate computer is working at full capacity. The entire room is hot like a steamer. Mo Yi put the parts on the table and opened the screen— The decoding program written by himself is still running in the computer, and the number of near astronomical numbers is displayed at the top of the screen at the top right, but the number of successful simulations at the bottom is still bright and dazzling-0.
Mo Yi, who had the bright red number thorns, had pain in his eyes. He lowered his head, his fingers jumping on the keyboard.
The processor running the decoding program is reduced, and the decoding program is running in the background, so he makes room to check the camera he brought back from Jiang Yuanbai's house to see if it can provide himself with any clues.
Mo Yi devoted himself to the work at hand.
The light outside the window slowly changed from bright to dim, but he seemed to be unaware of the passage of time. All the energy of the whole person was attracted by the computer screen and mechanical parts in front of him. Finally, he slowly Lifted his head, moved his neck that was sour because he maintained his posture for too long, and then stared at the screen in front of him in a daze.
Although ... it can't be said that there is nothing strange about it, but all index fluctuations are in the normal range.
If you rectify it, in fact, this data cannot be said to be abnormal.
But judging from his keen sense of training over the years, he always feels that something is wrong ...
Mo Yi frowned and stared at the screen full of numbers in confusion.
What the is wrong ...?
He remembered what Jiang Yuanrou said in the videotape.
Follow the video.
Besides.
Mo Yi jumped up from the chair, hurried out of the study, picked out the parts scattered on the table, separated the power system from the messy desktop, and carefully took it back. In the study, he completely banned his previous algorithm of analyzing parts and began to recode.
The fingers are beating rapidly on the keyboard, the dark blue eyes reflect the blue light of the screen, and it seems as if they can't see anything else.
Unconsciously, the dark purple edges of the summer night sky outside the window slowly turned white.
Mo Yi finally stopped, he rubbed his sore and dry eyes, and blinked out his physical tears, but his eyes were still bright and sharp, unlike a person who had not closed his eyes all night. He Frowning anxiously, his slightly trembling fingertips betrayed his hyper-excited and nervous nerves.
-He now needs a new control group.
At this moment, Mo Yi seemed to suddenly think of his experience in the corridor just now, and he couldn't help flashing his eyes. He invaded the monitoring system of the community without much effort, and brought up the image of the door that he had just entered. Sure enough, it was almost Vague and damaged.
He pursed his lips excitedly, skillfully synthesized a loop image and implanted it in the monitoring system, and then ran out of the study for the second time.
Mo Yi stood on a chair and took off the monitor in the corridor, then took it back to the study to start analysis and calculation.
The addition of new parameters quickly made the situation clear.
-The calculations on the screen finally showed results.
Mo Yi reached out and squeezed the bridge of his nose. His fingertips became pale due to the force. He exhaled slowly, feeling the tide-like exhaustion coming up.
Data is always the most honest witness.
There is no existence in this world that can be completely eliminated. As long as it exists, it will leave traces, and these are reflected in the machine and data are more intuitive. Even if it is forged and cleared, it will leave a corresponding The hackers' work and detectives in this area are very similar. They all need to find these traces, make inferences and judgments, and draw the most likely conclusions.
Mo Yi has checked the video and machine that recorded the player's blurred image before, but there is no trace of human interference. Whether it is the video itself or the core processing plate in the machine, there is no slight problem, and any external interference can be eliminated. Options.
The power supply system just provides power to the machine.
What is the possibility of being manipulated?
However, all machines are driven by electric current-based source power, and even the pictures on the screen are formed by the electron beam hitting the light screen at high speed.
In the camera's power supply system, Mo Yi found extremely advanced and precise data pulses, which are the tiny traces left by the most direct tube bundle and control of electrons.
In this world, he finally found the clues of the existence of the game.
The way this game controls the entire world is too subtle, it is rooted in the most primitive and tiny cells in the world-everything in the world is driven by it, and there is even a bioelectric current in the human mind In those theories, those ghosts are also a kind of electric current.
It's everywhere.
So games are everywhere.
It hides silently and silently beneath the surface of the world, silently watching everyone.
But ... until now, Mo Yi can be sure that finding traces of the existence of the game is definitely not the reason why Jiang Yuanrou was caught by the game and intended to die.
He turned to look at the note he had laid at the table before the start.
The dates above have not changed.
It is still August 14.
Jiang Yuanrou found more than that.
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