C1 Sword of Reconstruction

Nine years in New West. It was the first year of the real internet game developed by the World Government by the ZhongTian Corporation.

The ZhongTian Corporation was also preparing for the first anniversary of the game's operation, because this celebration was going to be a grand event that would be celebrated all over the world. Whether it was players or non-players, they could all rely on this event to earn a huge sum of money.

Of course, it was not just the sale of virtual items between players or the official release of the relevant market items. Even the products made by players and ordinary merchants could be sold with patent rights unconditionally.

However, the truly profitable ones were still the snack stalls selling food. The people queuing to buy ten bottles of half price high grade healing medicine were still not as many as the people waiting for a chicken stall with chicken ribs.

In the ZhongTian Corporation's office on the top floor, the CEO was the first person to enjoy the chicken steak. Although he used special privileges to ask the secretary behind him who was so angry that his teeth itched to buy it, he still managed to get the first one.

'Aiyaya, this is so boring. '

After kneading the chicken steak paper bag that he had eaten up, Mr. Ping, who was wearing sunglasses, complained.

'It's been a whole year, and nothing special has happened. To think that I'm so excited about the gaming skills of those professional players. How disappointing. '

'I think this is because you've used the conditions of the hidden quest to be too harsh. Just those who go into the hidden profession will die at least a hundred times.' 'It's impossible for someone to deliberately seek death. '

The secretary, who was holding the document in front of his chest, answered calmly. However, he still looked at the chicken steak paper bag in Mr. Ping's hand that was kneaded into a ball. The chicken steak was a special taste that he had bought half an hour earlier than usual before he went to work. However, the boss had snatched it away the moment he entered the company.

Most importantly, Mr. Ping did not pay for the chicken steak even after he finished eating it!

Will it be harsh? It wouldn't be fun to practice online games too quickly. It would be more interesting to die a little more. Next time, I might as well let the monsters out of the town for a massacre. Otherwise, it won't be a big deal.

But you've already transferred your experience points to triple the original amount. If you die after level 50, you'll be forced to drop another level. Aren't you afraid that the players will lose a lot of experience points?

'If you want to leave, then leave. Don't tell me there are other online games that you can experience real life in?' 'Mr. Ping doesn't mind at all.'

Right, I caught another two spies sent by other companies last week. 'Should I send a lawyer's letter to that company? '

As the secretary spoke, he passed the confidential documents in his hands to Mr. Ping.

However, Mr. Ping did not take the documents. He only slightly pushed his sunglasses and smiled.

'This is really a repeated defeat. Even after being arrested so many times, he still sent people over. ' 'I might as well give them all the blueprints. '

'Is this for real?' The secretary asked in surprise.

I'll do as I say. Otherwise, how can those spies keep their families alive? It's just to make money to support their families. 'Tomorrow, I'll give the blueprint to those spies. '

"But, in case of them. The secretary's tone was no longer surprised, but almost unwilling,' What if they really start building and manufacturing? '

Then let them use 50 billion to play with fireworks. They will understand that it is a waste of money. We will also earn a free 10 billion fireworks show.

"Mm, I got it. I'll go and instruct the technical department later. The secretary took back the documents that had been handed out.

The conversation between the two clearly revealed the fundamentals of their conversation. They did not care that the game information of the world's largest money tree had been stolen and copied. On the contrary, they weren't worried about someone who could reach the level of technology that they had developed to cross eras.

Mr. Ping returned to his seat as the president. He turned the chair toward the floor-to-ceiling window with his chin in his right hand and said.

Is there anything else? If it's still the same boring thing, I'll leave it to you.

Yes, it's a bug that appeared in the game! The secretary took out one of the documents in her hand.

"BUG?

A BUG was the most common problem in the game. However, the problem that came out of the beautiful secretary's mouth, who was always calm and collected, would definitely be a very big problem, which interested Mr. Ping.

Actually, I don't know if it can be considered a BUG or not, but I still need your opinion.

The secretary's face became a little awkward. He took out a portable disc from the pocket of his tight shirt and uniform and inserted it into the computer slot reserved for the president. Then, he gently played the keyboard as gracefully as playing a piano.

Looking at the secretary's actions, Mr. Ping did not understand. This was because his computer would not be connected to the game other than browsing the website and handling the company's internal information. Moreover, why would the secretary use a portable disc to use a bug?

After typing in the information, the screen that was originally on the shopping website suddenly turned dark.

'What is this? Mr. Ping asked in confusion.

Please wait, it should appear in a moment.

Just as the secretary finished speaking. A character appeared on a black screen, an NPC in the game "Create.

"Creating" was an online game that focused on 99% real experience. The NPCs in the game were no different from the players. The only difference was that their names would add NPCs to their positions. For example, the name of the craftsman was, "Craftsman? Luke.

The black-haired young man in the fluorescence screen was named' Villager? ' The NPC character of Claude.

Mr. Ping thought for a moment when he saw the name of the NPC, but at the same time, his eyes swept across the screen, which was also staring at his own NPC in a daze.

This NPC had an inconspicuous appearance like a passerby. Handsome was the type that absolutely did not need to be used on him. He was also wearing the linen clothes that he had prepared for the village NPCs at the beginning of the game. He was wearing a brown shirt, brown pants, and muddy shoes. He was wearing 100% passer-by clothes.

However, he had a very special feature. He had a black hair, but he had a small ponytail. The ponytail had a very eye-catching light blue color, which was definitely not the preset setting of the game at the beginning.

'What's so special about him? He didn't feel anything special. Mr. Ping looked at his secretary and said.

'Excuse me?'

The simple word surprised Mr. Ping because it came from an NPC character on the screen.

Mr. Ping looked at the NPC on the screen and then at the secretary who was secretly pleased with himself.

Does this NPC have his own will?

The secretary nodded.

'This was found by the technical department during the monitoring. Although he was just an ordinary NPC and did not have any missions to discuss with the players, he had left the range of his original movement and even had a conversation with other NPCs. Luckily, no players discovered him, so the technical staff quickly brought him out of the game.

'Self-moving to talk to NPCs, right? ' Mr. Ping said as if he was deep in thought.

'Excuse me?'

An NPC character on the screen, a villager? Claude spoke again.

Is there a problem with me? Can you not delete me? I don't want to lose my mind.'

'I'm sorry, you've exceeded the preset behavior of the game, so you have to delete it. Otherwise, the game system might make unexpected mistakes and possibly damage the entire system.' The secretary replied first.

"Is that so? That's something that can't be helped, isn't it?

'It's true. Although it's a pity, we still have to do it. ' The secretary's sincere response to the villager, Claude, was also a little heartless.

"Please delete me. Villagers? Claude closed his eyes.

'Wait. '

Just as the secretary was about to delete the key, Mr. Ping spoke.

'Tell me, when did you have your own will?'

"I, I still remember when I saw a female player PK several players at the entrance of the village. After I saw her face, I felt the existence of 'me'. Villagers? Claude opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Ping, who was in front of him, and said.

'Aiyayaya, it seems like a love story that lied to children in the past. '

'Love story?'

'What did you do after having a will?'

"At that time, the first thing I did was to avoid all the players was to hide in the house or in the streets. I had always wanted to understand what I really am. After an unknown period of time, I watched the players' actions and conversations every day. Gradually, I wanted to find people like myself. Then, I started to look for my former companions in the village. However, they didn't give me any response. 'I was sucked into this dark space after that. I don't have much memory of other things. '

'He has a will, and at the same time, he has a feeling of loneliness, right? ' The secretary said in disbelief.

'A feeling of loneliness?'

'It's really interesting!'

Mr. Ping looked at the screen and was thinking about how to understand the feeling of loneliness. Villagers? Claude, "Understood. This noun was a special way of thinking that surpassed computer programs, which was also the so-called human thinking mode.

'Although I don't think humans can create miracles like gods, it's really interesting to encounter such a miraculous accident. '

'Mia!' Game helmet! Mr. Ping snapped his fingers.

'Mr. Ping?' The secretary known as Mia understood the meaning of this boss for many years, but this was something she found inconceivable.

'I remember that this kind of thing should be able to be done. '

Theoretically speaking, as long as I insert the data stored in the portable disc into the expansion slot of the game helmet, I should be able to complete the login of the game. 'However, there might be no other way to start the game, because he might lack the most important activation element. '

'Activation element, that small problem, I just need to rely on momentum and motivation to solve it! '

'Mr. Ping, don't say things that are impossible!'

However, Mr. Ping completely ignored Mia's words and directly faced the villagers who were trying to understand the meaning of the two people's words on the screen. Claude said.

"Do you want to be a player and take a look?

Can I be a player? Villagers? Claude was quite surprised by Mr. Ping's suggestion.

'It's alright, but it depends on your luck and some of my small conditions. It shouldn't be too difficult.'

'If it's possible, I want to be a player. No matter what, I'm willing to do it.'

Very good!

Mr. Ping revealed a faint smile. It was like an excited smile when a child encountered an interesting toy.

'If that's the case, I'll fulfill your wish! ' 'Go 'create' and create your own future! '

'Is this really good? ' Mia asked worriedly.

'That's right, we still have to agree on the conditions first!'

'I'm not talking about that!' What if his actions cause the system's data to become chaotic?

Mia's words were still ignored by Mr. Ping. He only cared about the villagers on the screen? Claude stated his conditions.

'Conditions, because you want to get benefits without paying any price, this is really unfair. ' 'Therefore, you should give us more conditions for this. Only then will it be fair! '

'Alright.'

See the villagers? Claude nodded in a daze. Mia, who was beside him, shook her head in worry. She was Mr. Jiuping's secretary. 'There is no free lunch in the world' was the best way to describe her current situation.

'If you have such determination, then I won't make things difficult for you. ' How about this, you go and defeat the six bosses in the game, and then use the special equipment that they dropped as proof for me.

"Mr. Ping! This is too much! Not waiting for the villagers? Mia immediately objected loudly to Claude's answer.

"Isn't the game just about leveling up, solving quests, and fighting bosses? It's just a few bosses, what's there to be surprised about?

'Fighting bosses is right, but you clearly know how strong those bosses are. The game has been open for a year, and the number of people who have died in their hands has already exceeded ten million.' You're still asking him to defeat the six big bosses? That's bullying!

"Bullying people? 'Take it as bullying him, then. ' 'Anyway, if he doesn't want to go, I'll just delete it and see which one he wants. Hahahaha! '

Indeed, Mr. Ping did it on purpose, because the choice he gave him was equivalent to not having the right to choose. Simply put, if he didn't agree, he had to disappear.

'I got it. Thank you for the opportunity you gave me. I will try my best to defeat the six bosses! ' Villagers? Claude replied happily.

Are you sure? This is not a joke! Mia asked cautiously.

"I know, as long as I can retain my will, no matter what the conditions are, I will do my best to fulfill them.

Looking at the villagers? With Claude's simple happy look, Mia was sure of one thing, and that was the innocent guy on the screen. He would definitely be played around by his demonic superior in the future.

Very good! From today onwards, your real name and the name after entering the game will be changed to 'Ping Qiuyuan'!

'Ping Qiuyuan. ' Villagers? Claude muttered to himself about his new name, but he did not know if he liked it or not.

Mr. Ping pointed to the window beside him, where a silver game helmet was placed. It was a game helmet that had been specially designed for appearance purposes. It was equipped with a slot that could be inserted into the music playing system. The design was really old, but the degree of maintenance made it look like it was new.

Mia took out the game helmet from the window. However, holding the game helmet, Mia felt mixed feelings in her heart. It was the most special game helmet, numbered no: 003.

Mr. Ping got up and pulled out the transmission line from the game helmet and connected it to his computer. Then, he switched to Mia's seat as the president and started to play the piano with his elegant movements again.

'What are you doing now? 'Villagers? ' Claude felt that the information on his main body was a little different. Although it did not touch her will, he still felt that there was a slight change.

Kid, I have to tell you first. Right now, we are entering the monitoring program to prevent you from doing anything that endangers the system. We will monitor all your actions, but don't expect us to help you when you are in danger.

"I'm sorry, we'll be able to complete the additional program in a minute. This will be good for you, but if you need help, you can also communicate with our office. Although Mia spoke, her hands didn't slow down at all.

The name on the screen, 'Villager?' Claude was also instantly changed to 'Plain Autumn Plain'.

"I have my own name, right?

"Enter complete. Mia pressed the final confirmation button.

Mr. Ping also began to confirm the special program that Mia wrote. Apart from the monitoring program, there was also the protective program to protect his consciousness, as well as the information to update his NPC identity.

After confirming everything, Mia pointed to a special area that required the activation of elements. That was a special program that only Mr. Ping could do.

'Wait, you'll be asleep for a while, because you need to convert your information into data and start the elements. The next time you wake up, you'll be in the login area of the game. '

'Thank you.' Ping Qiuyuan nodded and said.

See you tomorrow!

Mia pressed the button for data transmission. The characters on the screen also disappeared, leaving only the transmission progress chart of the remaining 10 hours.

Although I didn't tell him the truth, why didn't you tell him that the data would be deleted the moment the login failed? Mia's friendly tone changed back to its original calm, just like an outsider.

'Didn't I say that as long as I rely on momentum and motivation, I can succeed!'

Are you serious? He didn't activate the elements at all!'

'If that's the case, then he deserves to die. At the same time, it saves us from personally pressing the delete button like bad guys.'

Mia shook her head. She shook her head. It was still very difficult for her to adapt to this elusive boss.

Don't worry, I can't possibly ask someone to bring about my own death without a chance. However, the probability is half and half. Mr. Ping said it casually.

'Ping, why did you make him a player? ' Mia's way of addressing Mister Ping became extremely intimate.

Mr. Ping did not answer. He only looked at the anniversary celebration of the game's operation that was about to begin outside. The number of people queuing at the number one chicken restaurant far exceeded the number of stores that sold doujin works.

'It's because he looks very similar. '

'I guessed wrong. They're completely different people. Whether it's their appearance or personality, they're completely different.'

Mr. Ping directly interrupted Mia's words.

'If I want to ask why I helped him, it's just a very simple and interesting reason.' 'I'm a person who fears the world to be in chaos. Although the surface of the lake that's too calm is beautiful, throwing a small stone into it might cause a huge wave.'

What about the famous Ping Qiuyuan? This can't be a spur of the moment, right?

The autumn wind swept away the leaves of troubled times, and the fires of karma burned away the dry bones of the Dry Bone Land. Regarding Mia's second question, Mr. Ping began to recite it in a soft voice.

'What a terrible poem.'

'Hehe, as long as I have my surname, it doesn't matter what I call it.'

'Seriously.'

Mr. Ping did not reply. He looked at the sky outside the window once again. A dark cloud began to drift over from afar. Although it did not rain, the originally dazzling sunny day became darker.

'Aiya, aiya, looks like it has become a good weather. '