Chapter 1819 Restoration

More cruel scripts are coming soon.

On the Internet, mourning is everywhere.

"Sure enough, I know that there is no such thing as a good thing in the world. This difficulty is even more difficult than Earth Online!" said the netizen "I have two big ones".

"Yeah, I was still playing the urban script, and I turned out to be a beggar, and was bitten by a dog and died of illness. How can there be any reason for this?"

"Tell me about your experience."

"First, I worked hard and earned millions, and then suddenly there was a storm. Not only did I lose money, but I also lost all the money I borrowed. My credit went bankrupt and my house was taken away..."

"It's the same as the script I got. At the beginning, it was obviously the city dragon king, but later it became the city loach. My wife and daughter ran away with others! Damn it, I don't want to play this script anymore!"

"The difficulty has suddenly changed from an ordinary strategy game, played once a round, to a high-difficulty real-time boss game that relies entirely on hand speed and skill."

"Don't play, everyone don't play! Let's protest together!"

"But where do you go to protest? This scripted game is jointly launched by the Alliance and the Horde. If you like it, you don't want to play it. They don't earn our money."

"Let's play Reality OnLine. After all the calculations, it's still simple in reality."

Everyone huddled together to keep warm and complained.

However, there were discordant voices soon.

"No way, no way, no one doesn't know how to break such a simple game, right? Urban scripts work hard and insist on starting a business. Some people say that the best way to destroy a rich second generation is to let him go Start a business."

"That's right, the Xianxia script just needs to be a bitch, and you want to be the protagonist. You can play an ordinary online game without making tens of millions, and you can enter the top five, and you can be a boss? Are you thinking?" Eat it!"

"That is, everyone can't recharge money. The protagonist must have a high IQ, high mobility, high EQ, and high luck. For example, I am in the Xianxia script, and I can reach the Nascent Soul stage at the highest, and the Megatron side."

"Fan and Fan, didn't you also not become a fairy?"

The two parties quarreled and refused to give in to each other.

This kind of thing happens everywhere in cyberspace.

Many people choose to forego scripted play.

However, they were too naive.

After a few months, the price of food in the market gradually increased, and the supply gradually decreased.

More and more people can't buy food. Fortunately, at this time, the Alliance and the Horde began to rely on the robot network to distribute the minimum calorie supply to each family every day.

It's just that the daily minimum calorie supply is only 1800 calories, while adults need more than 2500 calories.

Losing 700 calories is no joke.

Even if you have money, you can't buy food.

Some people try to farm the land themselves.

But I didn’t know the pain of farming until I went to the field.

There are no chemical fertilizers, pesticides, or machinery... purely relying on hard work, the summer is scorching and the winter is cold, either heatstroke or frostbite.

Only by playing the script can you get calorie subsidies.

This situation naturally attracted countless resistances.

Many people in the alliance took to the streets with kitchen knives and axes, while those in the tribe used long guns and short guns.

However, a robot looks at a person.

How can flesh and blood compete with steel without arms?

Many people did not expect that the end would come so quietly.

Just like boiling frogs in warm water, frogs can actually jump out of hot water.

…………

A mental hospital.

In the courtyard, a group of people were fighting for food with the pet dogs raised in the courtyard.

Yes, pet dogs also have a daily calorie supply...the robot treats it equally.

A few big dogs and puppies howled "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

A few people looked at them as if they were looking at meat and bones.

The director was standing in front of the window on the second floor with Hua Gang, looking down at the workers below who were fighting for food with the dogs.

"See, I said, if you don't work hard, the end will come." The director shook his head.

"Hmph, deserve it, die early and get out of life, it's better to be destroyed." Hua Gang said indifferently.

In just a few years, he has gone from being a real estate loaner to cheating on life, delusional and crazy... His experience is so rich that no one else can match him.

"You don't think about your children and relatives?"

"I have nothing to worry about."

"Your hometown, your classmates, the land where you were born and raised, don't you care?"

"Hmph, it has nothing to do with me."

The director smiled and clapped his hands.

At this time, a fairy came from outside the door.

Hua Gang turned his head to look.

Although he wanted to refuse to look at it, the other party was too good-looking.

Although he had many harems in several scripts and several delusions, it was always different from reality.

All the appearances he wanted were gathered in that fairy.

Only Cao Zijian's "Luo Shen Fu" can describe one or two.

And Cao Zijian could only flirt with his sister-in-law sourly, and he knew that as long as he said it, the fairy would throw himself into her arms.

He closes his eyes.

But he couldn't block his nose and ears, he couldn't block his sense of touch...

Fragrant, tender...

All the good things are in this moment.

The director smiled.

Sure enough.

Hua Gang doesn't have an iron will, how could he possibly resist?

Three nights passed.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Hua Gang said energetically.

The director smiled.

Laity is so easy to control and drive.

There is no way, there are too few people like myself who can control their desires.

"What do you want?" the director asked back.

"I, I want the world to return to... no, I want the script to return to its previous state. I want to become a fairy and be as happy as the heavens." Hua Gang immediately shifted in the middle of speaking.

"..." The director sighed, fuck, I also thought, "Be realistic. Do you really think that the things in the script can come true?"

"Why can't it come true? A dream is a millennium script. I can live for 70 years, which means 70,000 years. Isn't this a fairy?" Hua Gang asked.

"It's all fake, it's all virtual scenes, and the perception is misplaced." The director said seriously, "Only reality, this land, this concrete, this air, this sun, this water, and these flowers, is incomparably real. "

As he spoke, the director kicked hard at the wall.

Hua Gang kicked subconsciously, then hugged his toes and cried bitterly.

The director spread his hands: "It's true, but I use the sole of the foot, and you use the tip of the toe. This kind of pain is incomparably real."

"Although what you said is correct, I still don't want the world to return to the cold state it used to be. No matter how hard you struggle, it will always be a piece of loess." Hua Gang still shook his head.

"..." The director was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay, then let's restore the script first, just the editing rights of the script, do you know who and where?"

"You should know." Hua Gang is not ignorant, he knows that the management has betrayed humans to artificial intelligence.

"Yes, we know that it is a computer. It's just that we are very surprised why it has the ability to edit various virtual scripts. It is clearly the ability of gods and demons, not artificial intelligence."

"Who knows, maybe there really is a god."

"God needs faith and foundation, and you are one of the foundations." The director said.

"Am I so important?" Hua Gang smiled.

"You may be more important than anyone imagines."

"Then how are you going to use me?"

"this way……"