Chapter 389: Unprecedented turbulence

The opening of the third phase of Wasteland World, like a blockbuster, caused unprecedented turbulence in the real world!
If the previous Kuroshio burst was only a partial earthquake, then the third stage of the game world update is a tsunami enough to swallow the entire 6th place.
Although the World Radio Channel has been shut down by the mastermind, the entire base camp has become a quarrel. After the initial consternation, hundreds of players took to the streets to protest and asked the mastermind to cancel the update. Those security forces that should maintain order, not only did not suppress the march at this time, but many people took off their uniforms and joined the protest team.
Before the start of this third stage, no matter how cruel the wasteland world is and how difficult it is to survive, it is only for the players at the bottom. The players in the rich areas can still have some privileges, and the main brain is also to a certain extent. Shang will also take care of the interests of major consortia, but this time, Qi Lin can't understand it. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
Wasteland Survival Code. Although the main program framework of the game was developed by the main brain, the top programmers among the survivors of the refuge were also involved, and the production line of the game cabin was controlled by several pre-war companies. In the hands of a very famous technology consortium, that is to say, this game is actually jointly operated by the main brain and major consortia.
But now that the main brain is doing this, it is obvious that the special treatment of those big consortia and the rich is directly deprived. This is almost equivalent to working against these forces. Shouldn't those big consortia hold the back door of the main brain program? If you want to cancel this update, you only need to issue a short instruction.
But until now, after the main brain announced that the third stage of the game had started, except for the increasing number of players protesting on the street, there was no movement.
This is abnormal. No consortium will give up the benefits that it deserves for the so-called "fairness" and "truth". By their nature, they are all businessmen, not politicians, and even philanthropists. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
In this world, there has never been true "fairness". If you want to say what true fairness is, there is probably only death.
Death is the fairest thing in the world. Death has always treated everyone equally, whether it is a noble king or a lowly slave, whether it is a lion dominating the grassland or a mayfly that is dying all the time, it will eventually turn into dust.
And now, the mastermind obviously regards himself as the role of God-whether it is a person struggling to survive in a slum or a person who wantonly enjoys in a mansion, the mastermind holds all the lives of these people in the palm of the hand... But, This "God" seems to have forgotten one thing, in the hands of these people, there is a key to close it.
It's just...Why hasn't the people who hold the "key" moved until now?
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The real world, a certain refuge.
This refuge does not have a serial number, and it cannot be found in the underground network of refuges in the entire world. It is like a station nine and three-quarters in Harry Potter, little known, but true exist.
In this mysterious refuge, time seems to be going back to the era of the second industrial revolution in the nineteenth century. All kinds of exquisite machinery fill most of the space, full of steampunk-style gears biting each other, Turning, the boiler buried deep in the rock wall roared deafeningly, and everyone who walked through the tunnels was wearing a black robe-entering here, it was like being in a fantasy world written by a playwright Among.
At the entrance of the refuge, there is a team of soldiers in black armor. The automatic rifles in their hands may be the only thing that can be called in line with modern technology. They carefully check every one who enters this refuge. People, once existing people carry electronic products, they will immediately be thrown into a burning incinerator for destruction. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
Cheng Yanqiu looked at the soldiers wearing masks and took the initiative to take off a smart bracelet used to record their physical condition from their wrists, and handed them over. A soldier took the bracelet and threw it into one of the weird machines. In the middle, I saw a glare of electric light flashing inside, and a smell of scorched rubber came out. Then, the soldier used pliers to force the scorched smart bracelet out of the incinerator and threw it into the incinerator. .
"Thank you for your cooperation, but we still need to conduct a thorough body search for you." The soldier said blankly.
"I know, I just forgot to remove this bracelet." Cheng Yanqiu nodded and took the initiative to take off his coat.
Here is the headquarters of the "organization"...
In the depths of this mysterious refuge, there is a large, tightly guarded house, and an extremely sophisticated and huge instrument is operating. Nearly a hundred staff members are constantly busy around this machine. The gears kept turning, and cards were spit out from one end of the machine. In these cards, a series of holes with a special order were filled. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
If an enthusiast of steampunk culture sees this machine, I’m afraid he will lose his voice and scream instantly
This is a level analysis machine.
As an evolutionary version of the differential engine, the analyzer has almost the same functions as modern computers, but unlike computers, it has no chips or transistors. Instead, it has countless large and small gears, and countless numbers. Drive rod.
This level of analyzer is hundreds of times larger than the analyzer designed by Charles Barnell in the nineteenth century. The whole body is cast from high-tech alloys, and the energy is changed from steam to nuclear energy batteries.
In front of this miraculous machine, two nervous-looking people were constantly arguing.
"This is already the most powerful analysis machine we can create. If this is impossible to crack, then we have nothing to do. Moreover, for this machine, the resources behind the'organization' are running out. ~EbookFREE.me~ And almost all of the bright resources are under surveillance and can't be used at all. Can't we think of a way?" A man in a black robe spoke quickly, but his tone was full Helpless.
Standing across from him was an old man wearing greasy overalls and white sideburns. The old man was silent for a while, then sighed deeply and said: "If only this analysis machine , I am afraid that it will take at least three hundred years to crack it out... And judging from the other party's degree of evolution, let alone three hundred years, even if it will become like three years later, we can't even imagine. If... I mean, if we can, can we make a new class computer, we can start processing from raw materials, and the whole process is carried out in a closed environment, it shouldn't..."
Before the old man finished speaking, the black-robed man interrupted him: "No, it's definitely not possible, professor, you know, in front of it, even an electronic tube may turn into its eyes. "
"But, we don't have time..."...
　　
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