At nine o'clock the next morning, Lin Chi, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes and lying in the warm quilt and turned over. When she was about to sleep for a while, she saw the screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table lit up.

“Um…”

He reached out and groped for a while, picked up the phone and held it in front of him. After using his fingerprint to unlock it, he pressed the projection button. In the air above the phone, a small holographic projection text immediately appeared:

“You have twenty new news.”

"Oh..." Lin Chi was about to put down his phone in a daze, and then suddenly woke up:

"ah?"

For users like him who use mobile phones to contact very low frequency, it is simply a fantasy to receive twenty messages in one night.

Lin Chi narrowed his eyes and checked the information he received. Under the spam information such as "special promotions" and "selling insurance" that appear every day, the first thing that appears was a message from Zhou Tianhao:

"We just found some unhealthy content, so you'd better not play War Paradise."

Seeing this message, Lin Chi casually called back and asked, "What have you found?"

Logically speaking, the information obtained by the Administration's investigation of the game company cannot be leaked. But Zhou Tianhao obviously trusted Lin Chi very much, and the sound of deliberately lowering it sounded from his phone:

"This 'Pulse Entertainment Company' was not separated from Ubisoft. It used to be a military industry. It was the 'future technology company'. You should have heard of it?"

"Oh, the one who develops military combat robots?" Lin Chi put his phone beside him and sat up while rubbing his eyes.

He once saw reports on "Future Technology Company" in the news. This company is a large multinational military-industrial group headquartered in the Arctic Ocean. It also cooperates with many countries to manufacture weapon parts and has a cooperative relationship with the famous Chinese arms manufacturer "Northern Industrial Group".

Of course, the detailed data on cutting-edge weapons from various countries cannot flow to the hands of future technology companies. This company mainly processes scraps of weapons and equipment, and is also independently developing and manufacturing some low-cost automatic combat robots and other equipment.

"Yes, that's the company." Zhou Tianhao lowered his voice sneakily: "We secretly eavesdropped on their internal communications before we got this news."

"So what are you going to do?" Lin Chi looked at the familiar face projected above his phone: "I don't think you can do anything about Pulse Entertainment."

"Yes, even if Pulse Entertainment is a military-industrial enterprise, we can't do anything. No one stipulates that military-industrial enterprises are not allowed to develop games, not to mention that our news is obtained by eavesdropping... "

Speaking of this, Zhou Tianhao sighed, and the projected expression was very depressed: "I just remind you that it is best not to play recently. God knows what future technology plans to do, maybe it is experimenting with players."

"Even if it's an experiment, they can't cause any damage to the players." Lin Chi said confidently.

After problems with the first generation of brain-computer interfaces, which led to mental disorders of several "pioneers", countries around the world formulated stricter rules, reduced the power of the second generation of interfaces, and installed impeccable safety locks to the game warehouse. By the way, in all brain imaging games, a "sudden death" system is forced to be added to automatically disconnect when players suffer excessive pain.

The game warehouses and interfaces produced under the new standards can be said to be absolutely safe. Unless the player enters the data channel by himself, no accidents can occur at all.

Speaking of the accident that happened while playing the game, Lin Chi suddenly remembered the "psychedelic agent" incident that Zhou Tianhao mentioned last time, so he asked: "Have you investigated about that psychedelic agent?"

"No, but two new cases have appeared. I don't know what they ate and became madmen. We have sent the patient's body fluid samples to the National Toxicology Center and are now undergoing tests." Zhou Tianhao shook his head.

"Are those lunatics talking nonsense?" Lin Chi asked curiously.

"Yes, they showed symptoms of manic mental illness and had to be tied to the bed." Zhou Tianhao said: "They seem to think that this world is fake, the game world is real, and they are shouting messy words like "creator."

"Oh, Creator..." Lin Chi looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully.

"What's wrong, do you know what?" Zhou Tianhao asked immediately.

"Nothing, if I find any information, I will notify you immediately." Lin Chi said, stretching and said, "Goodbye."

After hearing this ending keyword, the phone automatically cut off the call. Lin Chi pulled open the curtains, looked at the clear sky without clouds, recalling what Zhou Tianhao said just now, and the expression on his face became serious.

——Why are players crazy when taking drugs? Could it be the tricks of the "creator"? Has the AI ​​in the game world extended their tentacles into the real world?

Although the possibility is very low, it is not completely impossible for AI to control the human body. If those players suddenly go crazy, it is not because of mental problems, but have changed into other "personalities"...

Because there is too little information now, Lin Chi can't come to any conclusion. After all, when he can't see the patient's appearance, he doesn't know what those people look like when they are sick.

However, there may be a way to see those patients through the camera.

Thinking of this, Lin Chi returned to the bed and picked up his phone. He was about to contact Frankenstein, but found that the dozen messages left on the phone were all sent by the virus:

——The entrance has been found.

--Help.

——I escaped.

——No entry again.

...

Looking at the pile of messages on the phone that were suspected to be talking to themselves, Lin Chi sent a voice over: "What are you doing?"

Two seconds later, Frankenstein's ruthless electronic synthesizer sounded: "Please ignore the information, I don't know you were sleeping."

"I'm so sorry, I've had a little longer sleep than the average level." Lin Chi teased.

Frankenstein ignored Lin Chi's boring topic and went straight to the point: "I can't continue investigating."

"What's wrong? Pulse Entertainment Company found you?" Lin Chi asked.

"They installed antivirus software for me. As long as I get close to any data port of Pulse Entertainment, I will be hunted down by those software." Frankenstein's voice became smaller, as if he was feeling a little depressed.

Seeing that the virus seemed to be depressed, Lin Chi smiled, looked at the clear sky outside the window, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go out with me?"

Lin Chi, who was a little tired of playing games for a long time, originally planned to go out with an exoskeleton and relax today. Although he couldn't prepare a reliable body for the robot, it would be okay to take that guy out with his mobile phone.

“…”

After Lin Chi sent the invitation, Frankenstein was silent for a few seconds, as if he was thinking. After a while, he finally spoke: "Okay, but please don't connect to public WIFI, there is antivirus software."
Chapter completed!