"Sell me your lightsaber, I'll pay 50,000!"
"I'll offer 80,000!"
FFF looked at everyone warily: "I'm not selling it, this lightsaber is too valuable!"
“I’ll offer two hundred thousand!” said a simply dressed Black man in the crowd.
Upon seeing this, everyone instantly understood that the black man must be a slave from the real world of the Western Continent, working specifically for his slave owner in the Superconducting World.
And now, the slave owners behind the other side have made a bid remotely!
FFF shook his head: "No, 200,000 is still too low, it's already discontinued!"
The next second, another black man said, "I'll offer 268,800! You can't refuse this price. The first signature weapon of the combat master Lei Ming was only worth this much. Moreover, Master Lei Ming has been growing. He has become an S-level master, which is why he has this price now. Although that white man, the light of the day, is powerful, the problem is that his combat skills will always remain at the F-level. Although they are exquisite, they are still F-level."
FFF seemed thoughtful, as if he had been swayed by the price: "Is there anyone offering a higher bid?"
No one answered from the crowd, so he finally looked at the black man and said, "Deal!"
The two did not make a transaction on the spot, but instead shook hands with each other in front of an ATM.
The money made a clattering sound as it fell from the two men's clasped hands, flowing from the black man's hand to FFF's, who then deposited it anonymously into a bank.
After the transaction was completed, someone suddenly asked curiously, "What did that 'White Light' say to you before deleting his account?"
FFF thought for a moment and said, "He said... it's boring."
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. Was this supposed to be the beacon of white supremacy really giving up?
In fact, Qingchen only said two sentences to FFF.
The first sentence: "Sell the lightsaber as soon as possible and split the profits 30/70."
The second sentence: "If you want to cooperate, wait for me at spawn point 001 in 5 hours."
With that in mind, FFF quickly shook off the others and ran towards the dungeon, since No. 001's spawn point was in the dungeon, and he had to take the city's rail transit to get there.
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Countdown: 112:02:01.
Qing Chen opened his eyes in the virtual pod and sat up with an air of self-righteousness...
Finally, I don't have to pretend I'm always in the superconducting world anymore!
He looked around and found that Yi was still in the same position as before, seemingly unchanged.
Qing Chen asked curiously, "Have you not moved at all in the past day or so?"
Yi said, "My mind is quite scattered. Although my body is here, my mind is constantly browsing the data in the air fortress. Also, I discovered that the fighter jets and airships on the deck have remote control permissions. I've controlled them to fly around in the sky several times and taken quite a few photos of the Forbidden Sea. Strangely, when I tried to access the Western Continent's network through the fortress, I was denied access. It seems there's a special data fortress barrier that I can't hack into."
There are two main methods for network defense in the underworld: military facilities generally use physical isolation and internal networks.
For civilian use, the focus is on data fortresses. To breach them, it's not enough to just have sophisticated methods; you also need the world's most advanced computers as servers.
However, the current air fortress is a retired structure that was decommissioned after 70 years of service and does not possess this capability.
Qing Chen was somewhat puzzled as to why the civilian network of the Western Continent was so heavily guarded. Was it to guard against humans... or against super artificial intelligence?
Did the Western Continent ever wage war against artificial intelligence?
Yi rested her chin on her hand and asked, "By the way, you stayed inside for so long this time, you must have gone to a lot of places, right?"
Qing Chen: "...For some reason, I'm still in the same place. Ahem, I made a lot of money this time. What's the exchange rate between the Superconducting World and the real world of the Western Continent?"
Yi said, "1.02 to 2, 2 yuan in the superconducting world can be roughly exchanged for 1 yuan in the real world."
Qing Chen chuckled and said, "How much would the mechanical parts you want to replace cost? Maybe I could even afford to replace some of them with what I have right now."
One of his eyes lit up: "Really? To complete that set of parts, you first need a Mechanical Heart to power them, and a Mechanical Heart costs 140 million."
puff!
Qing Chen asked in shock, "How much?"
“One hundred and forty million,” Yi said. “How much money did you make? Is it enough?”
Qing Chen: "Don't worry, I've almost collected enough, just a little bit short... By the way, have we arrived at the island yet?"
"Almost there!" Yi said. "We should arrive in about four more hours."
“Okay, before we arrive, I have some questions for Xiao Hei,” Qing Chen said as he emerged from the virtual pod.
With her hands behind her back, Yi skipped and hopped behind him, smiling to herself that Qingchen must not have earned enough money, otherwise he wouldn't have changed the subject.
But judging from the other person's appearance, they are genuinely trying to save money for her, which is great.
In fact, according to Qing Chen's estimation, a robot equipped with a nuclear-powered mechanical heart and possessing pulse cannon capabilities, capable of both flight and combat, already surpasses the capabilities of most A-level robots.
Therefore, once someone possesses this equipment, they will immediately gain real-world combat power.
But this wasn't the reason Qingchen insisted on getting Yi top-tier equipment. The reason was simple: this was the first time the little girl had such an urgent wish, and he wanted to help her fulfill it.
That's all.
But here's the problem: if the East and West continents really go to war, the East continent will no longer be facing obsolete air fortresses that have been in service for 70 years, but also the A-class pulse robots of the nobles... Can the East continent win?
The two arrived at the restaurant entrance, and Xiao Hei immediately came over: "Master, you haven't eaten for almost thirty hours. We've prepared a lot of dishes for you..."
"Don't try to get close to me, don't call me master," Qing Chen waved his hand and said, "No matter how close you try to get close, it won't change your fate of going to the island."
However, Xiao Hei said with some surprise, "We don't want to go back to the Western Continent. Rather than going back to the Western Continent to suffer humiliation, it's better to go to the island. Maybe we can have a new life there."
"Is life on the Western Continent really that terrible?" Qing Chen asked doubtfully.
“Yes,” Xiao Hei nodded, “There are cameras everywhere on the streets there, and facial recognition technology too. You can’t just say anything on the street. Even if you make a sarcastic remark about the Baron, the keyword will be monitored and you’ll be punished. Besides, the slave owners don’t treat us like human beings.”
Qing Chen thought to himself, "Isn't this the PRISM program in North America?"
The so-called PRISM program means that all information on your phone is monitored by the U.S. National Security Agency. If you send a message containing sensitive words, you will be immediately subject to surveillance and monitoring.
Individuals have no privacy in the face of such a system, only a high-pressure living environment, and must be extremely careful to survive.
He continued, "Since you've worked in a gold-farming group in the superconducting world, let me ask you something: what's the most valuable thing in the superconducting world?"
Xiao Hei thought for a moment and said, "The opportunity to become a superhuman."
"Wait a minute," Qing Chen said in astonishment, "Can a virtual world really make someone a superhuman in the real world? Can the virtual world influence reality?"
Xiao Hei explained, "In the Superconducting World, players can earn exploration points and completion points in 365 multiverses. These points determine your ranking on the leaderboard. Every month is a new season, and the top 10 players in each season get a chance to become an Awakened One. I don't know exactly how this works, but the top 10 spots are transferable, and each spot is worth over 100 million."
"Is this an opportunity to become an Awakened One? What are the chances of success?" Qing Chen asked.
“Someone has calculated that the awakening probability is 8%. Those who have a spot need to stay in a virtual pod completely sealed for 24 hours. After they wake up, it will be decided whether they have awakened,” Xiao Hei responded.
Qing Chen has realized that the AI in the superconducting world must have mastered a way of stimulating and developing the brain by connecting neurons!
According to the theory of superhumans in the Eastern Continent, all superhuman abilities originate from mental will, that is, the development of the brain, and the superconducting world combined with the virtual pod has a natural advantage.
The Roosevelt Kingdom's application of neural connections far surpasses that of the Eastern Continent Federation!
Now, Qingchen has developed an even stronger interest in the world of superconductivity.
He himself has little need for awakening, but many of his subordinates do. If he could monopolize the top ten every month, wouldn't he be able to mass-produce awakened individuals using the Western Continent?!
Qingchen sat in the restaurant, asking one question after another, trying to understand the situation of the 365 multiverses.
Several hours later, Yi said from the side, "We have reached the airspace above the island and are beginning our descent."
Qing Chen nodded and said, "All little blacks, take the items you have chosen. After you arrive on the deck, a Class A airship will take you to the island."
The next moment, he saw more than eight hundred black people, all of them carrying weapons and ammunition...
Are they going to play Peacekeeper Elite on the island?
The simplest principle of desert island survival is that when you land on an island with a hundred people, if you have tools while others have weapons, then your tools become their tools.
Qing Chen shook his head. He felt that this group would be wiped out 99% within ten days, but he didn't try to persuade them and let them be.
After seeing the black man off, Qing Chen immediately returned to the virtual pod and began a new journey!
Roll it up!
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In the soft white space, the AI patiently asked once again, "Do you wish to change your appearance?"
“Change it,” Qingchen said. This time, he chose an honest Asian persona for himself, which made him look particularly simple and honest.
"Should we change the place of birth?" the AI asked.
"Change, I choose spawn point number 001."
Now it was the AI's turn to be curious: "You didn't change when you were being attacked, but now that no one is attacking you, you want to change instead. Why is that?"
Qing Chen smiled and said, "Let me ask you ten more questions, and I'll answer them."
The next second, he was teleported out of the white space.
Qing Chen muttered, "Can't you take a joke..."
Outside spawn point 001, a small group of seven people were eyeing him menacingly. Qing Chen opened his pocket and said, "I was reborn after dying, so I don't have a key."
Seeing there was no profit to be made, the gang members waved their hands impatiently and said, "Get lost."
Qing Chen didn't care; he had already seen FFF outside the spawn point long ago.
Standing in front of FFF, Qing Chen laughed and said, "Isn't it better to run away with the money? If you split it with me 30/70, you'll lose a lot of money."
FFF said sincerely, "Working with you should allow me to earn more."
He handed a slip of paper to Qingchen: "This will be your anonymous account from now on. I will transfer all the cooperation funds into this account, and I will take care of the business matters for you."
"It's a pleasure to work with you," Qing Chen said with a smile, pulling a lightsaber from the other person's backpack. "Stay away."
As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the group of seven...
Ten minutes later, Qing Chen returned to FFF covered in blood and handed him four lightsabers, more than ten multiverse keys, and 3,892 yuan: "I'll sign the lightsabers. I'll cash them all in after I kill all the gangs at these 100 spawn points."
FFF gasped. No wonder this ruthless person made him come to spawn point 001. So this guy was going to push through all the spawn points in sequence!
Did you find some business opportunity here...?
He suddenly exclaimed with genuine emotion, "Once you become famous, Satan and God will both have to tattoo you on their backs for courage..."