The Pirate King storyline had finally come to an end. Dafei's next step was to go all out to deal with Troy. But was the support of Soar enough? They were attacking an NPC mythical city. The more power he put in, the more reinforcements the Gods would get, right? Reinforcements? Kill monsters and gain experience!
Dafei immediately sent a message to Fugalo. "Can you return to the Pond of Light to support me now?"
Fugalo's reply was, "No problem!"
Catalina happily replied, "As you wish, Your Majesty!"
Dafei's heart skipped a beat. "Can you call Deirdre over?"
"Wait a moment!"
Dafei's mood became extremely urgent. If Deirdre could return from the new world, it would be "surrendering" and officially announcing that he had control of Noah's Ark. This was unimaginable.
Soon, Deirdre's figure appeared in Dafei's vision. She smiled. "I miss Your Majesty so much. Of course, I will listen to Your Majesty's summons. I will immediately drive Noah's Ark back … "
What the heck! She really came back! Dafei was so excited that he felt dizzy. The US would go crazy, right? The US would mobilize the intelligence agencies hidden in China to search for him, right? Search a dead otaku? Search all you want. If you find anything, I lose!
With Catalina's speed, it would take her at least three hours to return from the new world. There was only one thing left, which was to wait for the US to connect to the internet. However, it was up to him. He was going to sleep. Thinking of how comfortable today was, Dafei decided to take a hot shower first. Dafei couldn't remember when was the last time he took a shower.
It seemed like it was when he went to Xue Wei Studio to meet the beauties? Speaking of which, after everything here was settled, it was time to go there. It was just that the Jun Xiang had been lacking recently. If he went there now, would he be given the cold shoulder by the beauties? Sigh, calm down. It was good enough to have a butt sticker.
…
At this time, in the highest conference room of the Hero Genesis Company's US headquarters, the atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost suffocating! Ford, who was sitting at the end of the table, didn't even dare to raise his head. All the attendees were the company's CEO and super shareholders. A word from any one of them could change Ford's fate.
"Gentlemen, the game has gone out of control. A player who can do whatever he wants has appeared, and the only thing that can stop him is morality! Just like when the earthlings faced the powerful aliens, the only thing they could rely on was the alien's morality! But that was impossible! Our company's huge profits can't be pinned on a single person's morality, not to mention that he might be a troublemaker sent by the Chinese government! "
"Facts have proven that a fully intelligent mainframe is not perfect! All intelligent hosts pursued the principle that existence was reasonable, but the existence of some things was unreasonable. For example, Satan. Even God could not explain his existence! Even God would make mistakes. What would God do when faced with a mistake? He would write a book of apocalypse, warning the fallen that he would destroy everything and reshuffle the world! That's why there was the legend of Noah's Ark and the legend of the Doomsday Horn … "
"We're not God, we don't need to destroy everything, we just need to destroy that bastard! So gentlemen, it's time to show our last trump card. Our respected Chief Technical Director Will Lawrence, please introduce this extremely dangerous trump card! "
Under the concerned gazes of everyone, a white-bearded grandpa who looked like 'Einstein' spoke, "This trump card is Xira! Have you heard of the Angel of Massacre, Xira? "
Everyone was shocked. "Of course, this is the last angel created by God. Even the rebel Lucifer was afraid of her. She slaughtered one-third of humanity during the apocalypse!"
The grandpa said in a deep voice, "This angel is very strange and different. Her memory and ability were sealed by God. It is said that even God is afraid of her power. Of course, there is Xira in our game. She is an anti-virus program. Her existence is above the rules of the intelligent host, which is above all the gods. When we first developed this game, the traditional game developers thought that the game must be managed by a GM. The intelligent system is unreliable. Therefore, we must leave a backdoor for manual intervention. I am a supporter of the traditional party! "
Everyone said eagerly, "This anti-virus Xira must have side effects, right?"
The grandpa said seriously, "Yes! The side effect is that manual intervention and the rules of the intelligent host are incompatible! When we activate Xira, the environment around her body may be destroyed. That is to say, the surrounding data will be forcibly erased! There will be an indescribable absolute vacuum in the game. The damage to the game scene may be irreparable. It may even cause the entire scene to collapse! "
Everyone asked again, "Then can we control Xira like how we control the GM in traditional games?"
The grandpa said seriously, "Of course! She is a god-level GM account. We can send the best professional players to control her and completely erase that bastard. Her memory that was sealed by God is kept for the players. "
Someone else asked, "Isn't it too much for us to bear the cost of destroying the game in order to erase a player?"
The chief sighed, "If necessary, I would rather spend some money to hire people over there to create an accident in reality to kill that bastard. But we have no clues about that bastard. This is not an ordinary player. We can only think of him as an agent from China. "
The grandpa also smiled and said, "Don't worry, the stronger Xira's ability, the stronger the damage to the game data. Therefore, it is precisely because of this that we will activate Xira at a threshold of balance. We have to make her strong enough but not destroy the game quickly. As long as Dafei appears, our Xira can descend from the sky. As long as the battle can be finished within 3 minutes, I believe our host can withstand it. In short, the specific battle time of Xira needs to be calculated further after activation. "
Everyone had no more doubts, "Then let's do it! Our losses during the few hours of downtime are in the tens of millions … "
The chief's eyes were like torches as he stared at Ford, "The task of selecting the pilot for Xira will be handed over to you. This time, you must complete the task no matter what! If it causes an irreversible failure — "
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