Chapter 143 The Pseudo Three Thousand Travelers (6
A young man wearing an orange T-shirt had his displeasure written on his face: "Tsk! What a holy mother! They actually help foreigners? A bunch of thieves who kneel down and lick foreign fathers!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man standing next to him laughed: "Looking at you, you probably don't know."
"Dr. Jiang Xinyue once said that Yan Yan Anqing once mentioned a theory that luck will not be divided, but will only be destroyed by oneself. If you work with those who have strong luck and develop technology and productivity, you can have continuous luck and good fortune.
Ze Lianlian!"
The young man was confused when he heard this: "I don't understand, what do you mean?"
The man seemed to have organized his language a long time ago and immediately explained: "To put it simply, these three thousand people are all lucky people competing for the 'destiny'! Help them, their luck will be connected, and then... you understand."
"Come on! I want to be a translator too!"
At this point, the young man slapped his forehead and was shocked: "Huh? I don't speak foreign languages! My English score in the college entrance examination was only 9!"
The muscles on the middle-aged man's face twisted: "9 points? It's more than 9 points if you choose all C's for the multiple-choice questions, right?"
In any of the three subjects besides Chinese and Mathematics, I only got 9 points in the college entrance examination, which has nothing to do with IQ.
Throw the answer sheet on the ground, step on it, put it into the machine to read the card, and the final score will be higher than this.
This kid...
Something.
"...I don't know. Anyway, I filled up the test paper at that time." The young man's eyes were dull.
"If you don't mention this, let me tell you that the 120,000 of us are actually the darlings of fate. Except for those dozens of conspiracy theorists who destroy their own destiny, most of us have a bright future."
The middle-aged man changed the topic: "I'm currently engaged in venture capital, and I have a funding gap of 100,000 yuan. Do you want to cooperate with me?"
The young man scratched his head and said shyly: "My pocket money this month is only 110,000, and now I have 60,000 left..."
"It's the beginning of the month, right? You loser...forget it, just give me your bank card." The middle-aged man resisted the urge to swear.
"No problem, I just have the card with me. The password is 020814. Thank you for the tip!"
The boy's reaction made Yan Anqing, who was watching the whole process, twitch his eyes slightly, and couldn't bear to watch the old man giving social lessons to the young man.
This naive young man who was tricked looks quite pleasing to the eye.
Yan Anqing conveniently sent him a piece of adventure called "Leize Cell Transformation Package" as a reward for making him laugh.
In this way, this lucky boy has dual abilities.
Promise cells and Lei Ze cells come from the same source. The former strengthens the body in all aspects, while the latter is extremely effective in "thunder power".
Even if the allogeneic implant is directly implanted, the probability of problems is small.
What's more, this time Yan Anqing did it himself, and with the [reasonable modification] function of the image editing software, possible minor flaws and hidden dangers were directly erased.
After spending 0.6 seconds to give the funny boy an adventure, Yan Anqing turned his head and began to silently observe the movements of the contestants.
At this moment, only five minutes have passed since the written test started.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Ten minutes...
Fifteen minutes...
Twenty minutes...
Twenty-five minutes…
Three thousand sticks of incense were burned at the same time.
Yan Anqing's eyes flickered slightly, and he teleported all the "test papers" to the private base.
The next moment.
He simultaneously cut the three thousand contestants present into the cave he created when he first met the Moroccan prince Hawke.
That place has now been transformed into an empty "underground world".
Even if Nigrid Hoch lived there for ten years, he would not be able to connect the two places.
Whoosh!
Three thousand people suddenly disappeared!
The onlookers were stunned.
"What the hell? A collective time travel? Three thousand earthlings conquering another world?"
"You are too imaginative! I think they may have been given the special function of 'teleportation' at the same time!"
"That makes sense! Didn't the Internet say that extraordinary beings with the ability to teleport appeared in China and Brazil a long time ago?"
"Do you dare to believe this kind of mentally retarded rumor spread on the Internet? Then there are people who say that Yan Shen is the mastermind behind all the supernatural phenomena during this period. Do you believe it?"
"That's right... I don't know who sent the news. He looks like a retard!"
"Without real evidence, those who are just making random guesses are probably scumbags! It's a routine operation to counteract the loyalty. Moreover, 99% of people with normal IQs will not believe such rumors."
"Yes, Dr. Yan is most likely still engaged in scientific research at the moment..."
People were talking a lot.
Above the sky, a huge screen suddenly appeared, which was divided into three thousand pictures.
"Hold the grass! Hold the grass! Hold the grass!"
"They...really traveled through time!"
"Where is this? A parallel world? Or another planet? Is it still in the galaxy?"
…
Yan Anqing’s No. 2 personal base, Antarctic Quantum Station.
Legend has it that after World War II, Germany suffered a disastrous defeat.
So the * organization used all its reserve forces to develop V-series saucer-shaped aircraft and U-shaped submarines, evacuated to this area, and entered the Antarctic underground through tunnels to establish the "Aryan Underground City."
They have endured for hundreds of years, accumulated strength, and waited for the future to rise again.
However, Yan Anqing searched Antarctica and found no trace of the existence of the underground city.
Adolf, the head of state of Germany, really committed suicide by drinking a bullet.
The evil * organization has not had any follow-up development and has long since collapsed.
"It's just a rumor..."
Yan Anqing tilted his head and thought for a while, then his soul jumped out and broke away from the body of Bai Yun, the No. 2 vest.
He looked down at the three thousand unconscious contestants in the life support cabin.
Everyone at the scene has different physical strength and resistance, but with the aid of quantum computer calculations, the most suitable dose of "Nightmare Potion" for each person was quickly arrived at.
The robotic arm starts working automatically.
Nightmare potion injection...
The superficial consciousness shielding device is activated...
The brainwave manipulation device is operating at full power...
All contestants entered the dream world set by Yan Anqing for them.
Everything they experienced in their dreams was recorded by a brainwave recording device, then analyzed and decoded by a quantum computer, and transcribed into images and sounds.
In the end, it became an "alien live broadcast" seen by the 120,000 viewers staying on Xuanmu Mountain.
In order to build this dream world, Yan Anqing opened a base underground in Antarctica, copied and pasted 50,000 quantum computers, worked in series, and calculated for more than six months.
Every speck of dust, every wisp of breeze...
Every ray of light, every shadow...
Sound, smell, visual sensation, tactile signal...
Intelligent AI supported by a huge database...
All real-world factors are taken into account.
As a result, this dream world was created to be lifelike and highly realistic.
Three thousand dreamers all thought they had traveled to a different world.
Even the 120,000 Xuanmu Mountain viewers who watched the "live broadcast" did not realize that it was "false."
Virtual reality technology…
The scientific and technological level of all countries on earth has actually reached.
But compared with them, social productivity and the earth's resources pale in comparison.
No one would use precious computing resources to do such "boring things" like Yan Anqing.
It is also impossible to use 50,000 quantum computers with high qubit specifications to "play games".
"Dream Game Plan, First Test, Begin."
Yan Anqing watched the data changes of the three thousand experimental subjects with indifferent eyes.
Fifty thousand quantum computers worked for six months to create the dream world, not just for the Earth qualifying competition.
(Additional update for "Qilin", fan list on May 29th, completion of the additional update for the top vote winner is 2/13.)