"Didi, Didi, this is the central control room of the base. I am Wu Que, the executor. I am now reporting to all members of the base."

Doug Armani put down the steel bar he was carrying in surprise and looked for the source of the sound.

If I remember correctly, the place he is currently in should be the brand new "Steel Bar Mining Area" a quarter of a waste star day away from the base. This is the direction that players have just begun to explore.

Because before this, this area belonged to the sphere of influence of the Gray Rat Organization. In order to avoid early conflicts, they have been exploring westward.

But this voice...is definitely that of an NPC?

Where did it come from?

While he was wondering, a blur of light and shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, and then a figure appeared in front of them out of thin air.

The ancient battlefield Zhou Huajian beside him couldn't even hold the mineral in his hand for a moment, and it hit his foot with a bang. He sat down on the ground in pain and screamed: "Fuck, teleport, NPC can teleport!"

Isn't this person who appeared in front of them the NPC from their base, the executor Wu Que?

"Obviously this is a projection." Doug Armani said, reaching out to cover his wristband, and the NPC figure in front of him immediately disappeared.

"Projection?" Ancient Battlefield Zhou Huajian reached out and poked his wristband. Hearing a buzzing sound, Wu Que's figure immediately projected out of his wristband and stood in front of him.

The two looked at each other, and instantly understood what this meant, and almost burst into tears——

"Brother, we have a phone at home!"

Several other players in the same car also rushed back at this time, with a Wu Que floating in front of their hands. Han Mengzhou also pointed his wristband at the recycling air conditioner in front of him, so that Wu Que's handsome face was projected on the recycling air conditioner's face.

Then he reached out and touched the face of the recycled air conditioner and smiled stupidly:

"Hehe, so handsome, hehe..."

Wu Que, who was far away in the central control room of the base, turned pale and continued calmly:

"I believe you have all seen my projection now. You can check each other's sound and whether there is any delay in the picture."

He looked at the light spots representing the players gathered on the big screen in front of him and said slowly, "This is a new function unlocked by the 'communication room' built of the alloy materials brought back by everyone through your hard work. In the future, when you go out to explore

, you can maintain smooth remote communication. This feature has been added to your personal panel."

"Personal panel..." Kenneth slid his wristband, and a new module appeared on the projected light screen. Clicking on it revealed a very clear and concise page.

"Team channel."

"Public channel."

"Video casting."

The three columns are clear and refreshing. At this time, everyone's nicknames and code names are displayed in the public channel, and there is only one name "[Executor] Wu Que" on the video projection.

Before he could make any more attempts, three [Application to Join] windows popped up. After pressing Agree, the names of Mammoth, Giant Magikarp, and Rose of Windy City immediately appeared in the team channel.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?"

"Hey hey ah ah ah!"

"Oh, Ole Ole Ole!"

It's a bit noisy, there is no headset, and the sound quality of the wristband's external amplifier is not good. If it is turned down, it will feel even weirder.

It feels like they are having a party in their stomachs.

It’s just a voice channel. Isn’t it embarrassing to make it so unseen?

"Sir Executor." Kenneth immediately lowered the volume of the three people, switched back to the public channel, and said, "I tested it and found that the communication effect is a bit poor in a noisy environment."

"The base will optimize this aspect in the future." Wu Que replied, "In addition, this is only the most basic version of the base's communication network. More functions will be opened in the future. I hope you will continue to work hard."

He simply hung up the communication, but the players on the other end exploded.

"Remote communication and virtual projection are awesome!"

"Awesome? What's so awesome? Isn't this a function that all online games have?" Chilias didn't understand. "I saw that in other games, you have to spend money to buy a small speaker and shout on the big world channel.

, and a two-minute CD..."

"Ahem, cough, cough, it doesn't seem that awesome." Someone realized that this function does not seem to be that great...

It's obviously a basic function that a game should have, but it's weird that it's like a kid from the mountains eating KFC for the first time.

"No, no, no, I think this is quite good. You can't put it on the same track as other online games to compete." Feng Speed ​​Determined the Hem Height stood up and spoke, "What is the key? It is that this game has always been

What matters is a 'truth'."

"The gun can fire, but it may also jam; the energy cannon may be overloaded and the barrel may melt, and it may even explode when the engine is blown while driving."

"Every aspect is because of this, so that happens - and this communication system is also based on this."

"Other games give you the world channel and the squad channel from the beginning. Yes, they are given to you, but have you ever thought about why they can chat in the world channel and why they can chat in the squad?

Why?"

"But our game gives a clear explanation: This is a base-based communication module. This is a new function brought about by the opening of the communication room. It is well-founded."

After he finished speaking, the public channel suddenly fell into silence.

"Hello? Am I stuck? Hello?" Feng Su, who was confused, asked the height of his skirt several times, and after a while he heard a chorus of exclamations:

"Fuck..."

"Is this really what Teacher Dafeng can say?"

"Who are you? You are not Teacher Gale at all. Captain Hamster, get out from under Teacher Gale and don't use his microphone to speak!"

"Go away!" This was the response from Captain Hamster, but he immediately exclaimed: "I didn't expect you, Mr. Gale, have hacked this game for so long, and you still say it's good..."

"The little Heizi Teacher Dafeng on the forum is just a character, do you understand?" Han Mengzhou retorted, "The real Teacher Dafeng has already become a slave of the Stars Project. He only sticks out his tongue and rolls his eyes to pray for the blessing of the Stars Project!"

The wind speed over there determines the height of the skirt. The more he listened, the darker his face became. He simply quit the public channel and turned to look at Chilias next to him. The latter had a confused look on his face: "Isn't what you said quite reasonable? They are here

What are you talking about?"

It’s more interesting to see the innocent and cute new guy.

The speed of the wind determines the height of the skirt, and I sigh with emotion, but my heart can't help but turn up countless clues——

In the process of studying engineering, there were many extensions of the technology tree that required "communications". He vaguely remembered that the subsequent subjects included "information warfare command", "information warfare command professional research", and "public network intrusion"

……

If these are all linked to the chat channels they are currently using for fun...
Chapter completed!