"800 silver coins equal 40,000, 8,000 silver coins equal 400,000, 80,000 silver coins equal 4 million... 4 million..."
Okay.
There is a big problem with this calculation.
You don't even need to play the groundbreaking immersive virtual reality online games. Anyone who has played the two phenomenal MM games knows what the so-called "G price" is.
When he can really take out hundreds of thousands of silver coins and sell them on the forum, I'm afraid that silver coins will no longer be so valuable.
However -
If he can reach level 30 or even level 40 when others are level 20, and he drives a starship and throws power armor down when others are wearing power armor, what does it matter if silver coins are not so valuable?
When others have 10,000 silver coins in their pockets, he may have hundreds of millions in his pocket.
As long as he stays in the first echelon and always stays ahead of the version, even if 50 silver coins are one dollar, it may not be less for him than when 1 silver coin was 50 yuan.
If a new version is released, new equipment is released, or a large number of players join the game, the price of silver coins may even rise.
At present, there are only 1,600 players in the closed beta of "Wasteland OL", and the number of reservations has exceeded one million. A group of people relied on the excitement and a bunch of pie-in-the-sky game screenshots and CG videos to drive the price of silver coins to the sky amid a lot of unscientific calls.
Where is this?
Maybe in the not-too-distant future, everyone will have a helmet, and when they close their eyes, they will see the second world, and human civilization will enter a new era.
At that time, no matter what the price of silver coins is, his return will be far more than 40,000, and may even be more than 400 million...
This is just the beginning!
Ye Wei felt his heart beating fast. .
This was the first time he had the idea of playing professionally.
On the way back to the dormitory from the computer room, Ye Wei, who had a huge amount of money, felt that he was floating all over. When he reached the door, he remembered that he forgot to eat lunch.
"Ah Wei, you miss a girl?"
"Get lost."
Ye Wei looked up at his roommate lying on the bed.
The little guy was called Sun Qian, and he had a close relationship with him. The two of them used to play PUBG together, but he had quit for a while.
Ordinary games could no longer satisfy him.
"Are you going to dinner?"
The roommate replied with a grin.
"Yes, I'll go if someone invites me."
"I'll treat you."
The guy's eyes widened instantly.
"What the hell? Is this true?"
He was just joking.
But he never thought of getting out of bed.
Hearing that someone invited him to dinner, the dormitory head and Brother Liu also joined in the fun.
"Ah Wei, you're awesome!"
"Brother Wei is awesome!"
Ye Wei rolled his eyes.
"Stop talking, get up quickly."
The four of them hadn't eaten yet, so they went to the snack street together.
After finding a lakeside grilled fish restaurant with a good reputation, Ye Wei picked up the menu and ticked a few items. It turned out that he only spent two hundred yuan.
He felt bad for the 20 yuan takeout at ordinary times, but now he even felt it was cheap.
After all, 200 yuan is only 4 silver coins...
Calm down.
You can't calculate it like that.
Ye Wei took a deep breath and tried to convince himself to calm down.
Because just now, he suddenly realized that he had eaten a bowl of ramen for 6 silver coins a few hours ago.
That was probably the most expensive bowl he had ever eaten in his life.
Seeing his good brother taking a deep breath and grinning, the three roommates looked at each other and exchanged glances.
'I feel that Ah Wei is not quite right today... Is there something wrong at home? '
'Good brother, great minds think alike! I also think that Brother Wei is probably no longer single! '
'That makes sense. When this guy came in just now, I felt that he was a little dazed. Maybe he really was dumped. '
After a rather irrelevant exchange, the dormitory head's eyes gradually became firm. He looked at Ye Wei who was sitting there counting fish bones, and held his shoulder with his right hand.
Ye Wei raised his head in confusion.
"…What are you doing?"
The dormitory head said with a serious face.
"The road of life is still long. There are no obstacles that cannot be overcome, and no one that cannot be let go. Think about it, brother. If you really want to cry, Brother Liu can lend you his shoulder."
Ye Wei almost got stuck in his throat by the fish bone, and Brother Liu sitting opposite him was even more exaggerated, almost spitting out a mouthful of tea.
"Get out! If you want to borrow it, borrow it yourself! You want me to sell my body for a meal... unless it's two meals."
"You guy! What about the relationship of sleeping in the same bed for more than a year? Our A Wei is like this, what's wrong with you helping him!"
"Are you helping him seriously?"
"Ugh."
Ye Wei looked at the three people in confusion.
"What the hell?"
The dormitory head laughed dryly.
"Nothing, we just saw that you were not in a good mood, and we were a little worried about you."
Ye Wei said with a smile.
"No, no, you misunderstood, I just... encountered a little good thing, and my mentality was a little impetuous, give me some time to adjust, I will be fine."
Sun Qian asked curiously.
"What good thing?"
Brother Liu also asked excitedly.
"Tell me, how come you are so impetuous that your kidneys are weak."
"..."
Ye Wei didn't know how to start.
This topic has been discussed many times in their dormitory, but even if he showed them the official website, none of them believed it.
Show them the bank card balance?
His EQ is not that low.
"If, I mean if... there is such a 100% real virtual reality online game, how popular will it be?"
The three roommates looked at each other.
"Brother Wei..."
"What?"
"What if, I mean if..." Sun Qian said weakly, "One day you go crazy - oh no, you become a master of magic, can you start killing Brother Liu and the dormitory head first?"
Brother Liu: "Fuck! You are so vicious!"
"Oh, forget it," Ye Wei knew it would turn out like this, shook his head helplessly, and took a sip of beer, "When your father farted."
It was a little after two o'clock in the afternoon.
The group returned to the dormitory.
People get sleepy when they are full, and when they are sleepy, they don't want to work. The three decided to eat two handfuls of chicken first and then study, and called Ye Wei.
Although I know that this guy is probably not interested, it would be useless to call him, but whether to call him or not is another matter.
Standing on the balcony, Ye Wei thought about it and finally decided to be conservative and transferred 6,000 to my mother's bank card first.
Before he could send a WeChat message to explain it clearly, my mother called.
"Weiwei, what's the situation with the 6,000 yuan?"
Hearing the concerned voice on the other end of the phone, Ye Wei's heart couldn't help but warm up.
"Mom, I recently... found a part-time job. I paid the tuition for this semester with my salary. I'll give you the tuition first if you transfer it to me."
Finally, Ye Wei was too embarrassed to say that he earned money from playing games, so he could only find a random excuse to deal with it first, and then explain it bit by bit later.
"Part-time job? What part-time job? Why did you suddenly go to a part-time job?"
"Electronic product reviewer... Anyway, specifically, I help test some new equipment," Ye Wei said with a red face.
The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated.
"Testing new equipment... Isn't that being a guinea pig for others?"
"It's okay, it's safe, and it's at night... I mean it doesn't conflict with class time and doesn't affect learning."
That was close!
I almost let it slip!
Ye Wei felt that if he said he worked at night, his mother would definitely misunderstand something.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.
"...Don't overwork yourself. You still need to learn more knowledge when you go to college. Our family's financial situation can easily support your college education."
"Don't worry, Mom. Part-time jobs are also a kind of learning. I have learned a lot from my friends who took the test together. And I just want to share some of the burden for the family. Jiujiu will take the college entrance examination in June this year. She is still studying painting. When the time comes, there will be tuition fees, living expenses, buying paints... There are still many places to spend money."
"Oh, oh, you don't have to pay me for living expenses in the future. I have enough money on me..."
He said a lot.
Finally, he dealt with his mother.
Ye Wei put down his phone and took a deep breath. After thinking for a while, he opened JD.com, picked a phone worth about 4,000 yuan, and sent the link to his sister.
Jiujiu loves to eat pineapple: "?"
Wei: "Like?"
Jiujiu loves to eat pineapple: "What do you want to do? First of all, I only have a little pocket money. If you can't afford to eat, I can lend you a little, but not to buy a mobile phone. (alert.jpg)"
Wei: "Go, go, go, your brother is the kind of person who eats gigolos? Forget it, I wanted to give it to you directly, but I thought it would affect your study too much, so I'd better wait until you get into Humei."
Jiujiu loves to eat pineapple: "NO! Brother!! I was wrong! QAQ"
Looking at his sister's bombardment of emoticons, Ye Wei's mouth curled up unconsciously.
How to spend money after getting rich?
He really hasn't thought about this question carefully.
Although he is a T0 player in "Wasteland OL", he never expected to make a living from this thing with the slow testing progress of "Wasteland OL".
And now, all his previous efforts have paid off.
While playing with friends, you can also solve your worries and let your family live a better life.
Damn it!
This damn operator is playing the sugar-coated bullet card again!
Turning off the phone, Ye Wei looked at the dormitory behind him.
The roommates were playing three-row chicken, and a fierce gunfight was erupting on the screen, and they kept shouting "pull the gun line" and "shoot smoke".
But after all, it was a game in the "two-dimensional era", and those rough pictures were no longer attractive to him.
Looking at the black helmet on the table, Ye Wei suddenly felt a little warm in his heart.
"Thanks, brother."
...
The same world.
Across the ocean.
In a room in Virginia, the lights were dark, and only one computer was still on.
This was the only laptop that was not connected to the Internet.
Only a string of understated characters remained on the flickering screen.
"Don't try to be clever."
"Don't think your rules can solve other people's problems."
"You have your own problems to solve. You might as well take care of yourself if you have that time."
"This is a warning."
It is also their only progress in the past six months.
Rubbing his messy hair with his left hand, the curly-haired man shook the mouse with a look of frustration.
"It's useless... this computer is also hopeless."
This is the office of the CIA's special operations team, code-named "Wasteland", and their target is a website that "does not exist at all" but can be "accessed normally".
At first, they found this website in a game community.
At first, no one took it seriously, just as a group of netizens in the Chinese cultural circle playing a joke.
It was not until more and more CGs were released that a senior agent named Fick tried to find the backdoor of the website out of curiosity, and gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.
This website does not exist at all.
But it can be accessed normally.
This abnormal situation made him think he had discovered aliens.
The Federation did not pay much attention to such trivial issues at first. After all, even such matters had to be taken care of specially, and their grassroots staff would be exhausted.
However, considering that this phenomenon was indeed very abnormal, after being reported one level at a time, the CIA finally set up a team specifically responsible for this case.
For Fick, who was in charge of this team, this was a great opportunity. As long as he could complete this task beautifully, he would definitely be appreciated by the minister.
In this way, they worked overtime day and night in this dim room for half a year, and even taught themselves Chinese, but unfortunately there was no progress.
The other party's server security was watertight, and there was no flaw at all, which gave Fick's invited network information security experts a headache.
However, the situation finally took a turn for the better recently.
The other party opened the game currency transaction of "Wasteland OL" in the update of "Beta0.2 version".
As we all know, when a system is just developed, it is often the time with the most vulnerabilities. Didn't the previous version announcements always fix bugs?
Fick has reason to believe that this newly launched "Silver Coin Trading Platform" will become a breakthrough in conquering the Trojan Wall!
For the success of this operation, Fick found the strongest information technology team he could find and asked them to hack into the website's server at all costs and find the location of the anonymous company.
If conditions permit, it is best to get the relevant data of the "Dreamland" system, which will be the key to his meritorious service!
Whether it succeeds or not, you have to give it a try.
Anyway, the other party has always been very Buddhist before, and has not responded to their frequent probing. I think they dare not offend the powerful United States.
However, what Fick did not expect was that he paid a price of one Bitcoin, but the whole system collapsed.
The other party not only killed their server, but also deleted all the data in their server.
Looking at the paralyzed computers in the room, Fick felt his heart bleeding, his scalp numb, and his hands and feet cold.
He seemed to have foreseen his boss's furious scolding.
"147 servers destroyed... It's over."
Hands completely left the keyboard, and another IT expert sitting in front of the computer finally gave up struggling.
"Our opponent is a monster. What's frustrating is not how clever their methods are, but their technology is incomprehensible to me."
"Do you know what I just experienced? I felt like a primitive man guarding the city with a stone spear, and in front of me was a giant sent by Odin. I'm not even sure if I angered it, but it still reached out to me..." As he said that, he showed the little finger of his right hand and continued to mutter those difficult words incoherently.
"... At most one little finger, no more, and this has exceeded the limit of our server."
Fick swallowed hard.
"Don't scare yourself..."
He admitted that they might have some gaps in the field of information technology, but at most they were at the level of T64 and Leopard II, not as bad as Xie Mantou.
However-
The lack of confidence in his heart made him add a hint of doubt at the end of his words.
The IT expert shook his head.
"I'm not scaring myself... Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you. With all due respect, this is an asymmetric duel. They won dishonorably, and there's nothing shameful about my loss."
After saying this, he leaned back in his chair exhausted.
His expression was somewhat self-destructive.
"Just now I wanted to ask, who turned off the light."
Glancing at the extinguished light above his head, and then at the extinguished charging signal light on his laptop, he suddenly frowned.
"Power outage?"
What's the use of a power outage now?
Fick took out his mobile phone and looked at it. There was no signal.
At this moment, his subordinates hurriedly walked in from outside, with disbelief and horror on their faces.
"It's stopped, not just here, but the whole state! Damn, there's no signal at the base station, and it takes time to switch to the backup generator. Now the whole department is in a mess. I don't want to link the two things together, but it happened just a few seconds ago."
Looking at the man who walked in from outside, the room was dead silent.
Power outage...
And it's the entire state.
Compared to the economic losses caused by the power outage in the entire state, the damage to more than a hundred servers seems insignificant...
Fick's Adam's apple moved with difficulty. Although it was still March, he felt that the room was suffocatingly hot.
His mind was in a mess.
He couldn't figure it out.
Obviously, the other party had been "submissive" and "dared not to fight back" in the previous cyber attacks on them, so why did they suddenly fight back this time?
Now that I think about it, the other party was not afraid to offend before, but simply didn't bother to pay attention. And this time, the other party not only took action, but also counterattacked indiscriminately and without restrictions, directly pulling the power switch of the entire state.
Is this too much?
The curly-haired man sitting in front of the computer punched the table angrily.
"This is a terrorist attack!"
Fick glanced at him hurriedly and coughed lightly.
"Do you have evidence? If there is no evidence... it's best not to link these two things together."
Once these two things are linked together, they must make a formal response. Once a formal response is made, as the person in charge, he will be responsible for the losses caused by this failure.
Why bother?
No one claims to be responsible for this matter.
The generator restarted, the communication was restored, and the light in the room was restored.
However, the atmosphere in the room was full of depression.
An agent pinched his eyebrows and said with a headache.
"... What kind of company is this?"
Fick wanted to say the same thing.
With such amazing technology, they actually used it to... make games?
What's the difference between this and playing DOTA after being reborn?
Helmet...
It would be great if I could get a helmet.
Fick's heart moved.
If they could trace the wallet that received the bitcoin, at least they could lock the identity of a player. Even if the other party was on the other side of the ocean and it was inconvenient for them to send someone to contact directly, there were too many indirect means to win over citizens of third world countries -
Wait.
A drop of cold sweat suddenly crossed Fick's forehead.
Just now, he suddenly realized that he might be planning something extremely dangerous.
It's not difficult to get a helmet.
But just getting a helmet won't solve any problems.
As for the cost, it's still unknown.
Those lunatics have a way to paralyze a state's power system in seconds, and we can't find out where the problem is, and we don't even have evidence to prove that it has anything to do with them.
Maybe...
I should seriously consider the true meaning of that "warning" and the risk of "hidden dangers" spreading from the federal power system to other systems.
After reorganizing his thoughts, Fick took a deep breath and looked around at his colleagues in the room.
"There is a problem with the idea of hacking into the server... I don't doubt that we have the ability to break into their server, but we don't need to take this risk."
"The technical strength shown by the other party is obviously not owned by the organizations or institutions known to our intelligence network, otherwise those people would have used it long ago."
"It's also obvious that we don't actually have a direct conflict of interest... Perhaps changing to a gentler method will make them feel our honesty."
Although everyone's expressions were very strange, no one refuted.
"I'm glad we've reached an agreement."
Fick breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and continued in a gentle tone.
"My expression just now may be more euphemistic, what I mean is..."
"How about we fill out a form first?"
...
The same thing is happening in other places.
Across the ocean.
Somewhere.
The spacious and bright room is very quiet, the table is piled with documents, the trash can is full of cigarette butts, and a few have fallen on the ground.
A dozen people are busy quietly, and from the dark circles on their faces, they have been working overtime for several days.
However, they should be able to take a day off tomorrow.
Probably because they can't stand their hard work for days, there is only one computer that has not crashed.
Let's just take it like this.
In fact, compared to what happened to the "non-existent website", they want to know more about how those "helmets that should not exist" appeared in the hands of players out of thin air.
This is much more serious than economic issues.
"Can we find that person?"
"We can find him, but we can't find him."
The old police officer frowned.
"What do you mean?"
The young police officer sighed.
"All the information before April last year disappeared. There is no trace of deletion, but it doesn't exist at all. He is like a ghost that appeared out of thin air. Our only clue is the Penguin account and a few chat records up to April last year. He has nothing to hide, or he doesn't even bother to hide."
Another colleague frowned and said.
"He must have his own social connections, right? What about the friends in the account? What about the registered mobile phone number?"
Compared to "Xiao Qi" who doesn't even have a social account, the planner code-named "A Guang" may be their only breakthrough.
The young man was silent for a while.
"The most weird thing is here."
"We know a lot, but we can't find where he worked or his parents. We searched the archives of Jiangcheng University and the local talent market and couldn't find any files about him. Either the information was forged or tampered with... He disappeared and never appeared in front of us. It was like a UFO flew in the sky and sucked him away along with the traces of his existence."
However, in contrast to this weird phenomenon.
It is easy to lock the identities of those players.
The information on the website is a dark curtain, but monitoring the group chat information can always find some clues.
Their team level is very high, and the case they are responsible for is also extremely special.
Generally, relevant personnel need procedures to check these sensitive things, but they can get them directly.
"In addition to chat records, there are also bank transfer information. Although we cannot lock the information on the website, we can lock all transfers of the same amount in the same period and then identify them. Purchasing game props does not constitute a violation of the law, but we can ask them to cooperate with our investigation... Do we need to contact them?"
The silent old man suddenly spoke.
"You mentioned the bank. I was just thinking, what if there is a problem with the bank system."
The young man was slightly stunned and said nervously.
"Bank? Not really..."
The old man thought for a moment and said, "It's just a hypothesis. Our work may cause unnecessary trouble to comrades in the banking system."
The square-faced man who had been silent suddenly spoke.
"Actually, there is no need."
Seeing that everyone was looking over.
He continued slowly.
"First of all, we have to admit that the other party's information technology is better than ours."
The middle-aged man with glasses sitting in front of the computer had a trace of guilt on his face.
"Sorry..."
The square-faced man shook his head.
"It's not your fault. They have technology that we have never heard of. They can interfere with dreams. I think it's child's play to use this technology to steal secrets."
"I even thought that aliens could understand our level of civilization and thinking in this way, and then decide whether to..."
The square-faced man gestured on his neck.
Everyone in the office looked at each other.
But soon realized that he was joking.
The old man coughed dryly and said to ease the atmosphere.
"No matter what, aliens..."
It's too outrageous.
Even if this is probably the closest guess to the truth.
"It's just a hypothesis. Just now my colleague informed me that there was a large-scale power outage in Virginia across the ocean...and it's not a district, but the entire state. The power grid there was interrupted for a full hour, and it is only separated from Washington by the Tomac River. Their external explanation is that the aging of the circuit caused the power company's system to fail, and it has returned to normal after emergency repairs, but they are not the only ones who know."
The square-faced man thought for a while and continued.
"They know where we are and even showed us a hand. Putting aside the dream system built with the help of 'thinking cognition', their achievements in the field of information technology may be at least half a century ahead of us... or even more."
"I still reserve the speculation that the operator of this game is an alien - or an extraterrestrial civilization. This is not a technology on Earth at all, and this is not my opinion alone."
No technology can be created out of thin air without a theoretical basis, and the existence of that website is beyond their cognition.
Outsiders may not be able to see the difference between it and ordinary websites, but in the eyes of those who really understand it, that thing is like an isolated singularity.
The two sides are not in the same dimension at all.
And this is the root of the problem.
The old detective coughed lightly.
"It seems that we need to add a comrade from the aerospace system."
The person next to him made a joke to ease the atmosphere.
"And increase the budget for the Nantianmen plan?"
The middle-aged man with glasses sitting in front of the computer still felt a little unwilling.
"This technology that can change the world, if we can-"
The square-faced man coughed lightly.
"Back to the topic just now, I think that actively intervening is the most unwise choice. Someone has already fallen for us, and there is no need for us to fall into the river again with them."
The old man frowned.
"But can we just leave it alone?"
The square-faced man continued.
"We don't know their motivation for running this game, the principles behind it, or even whether they are from Earth."
"However, they obviously know us, and just a few months after the planner codenamed 'A Guang' disappeared, they quickly launched Wasteland."
"And he explained to other netizens in the group chat that he had changed jobs."
"We assume that they are from outside the solar system, so this will be our first contact with extraterrestrial civilizations. We represent more than just our own civilization. Compared to the possible consequences of arrogance, I prefer the most cautious contact."
"Why not observe for a while?"
"The other party has shown us the sincerity of civilization. We should be vigilant while also showing the sincerity that civilized people should have."
"Whatever their purpose is, the game has just run to round B. Perhaps they from a distant world are trying to convey some information or metaphors to us through 'games' - a cultural form that we can understand."
"At least for now, this does not mean hostility. And if it means assistance, we may benefit a lot from it."
The old man pondered for a long time and nodded.
"It's really impolite to interrupt someone in the middle of their speech. At least you should wait until they finish their words."
The person next to him nodded.
"I think so too."
The young man raised his hand.
"I object. I'm worried that external forces will attack those players. At least we should protect those 'players'."
The square-faced man didn't speak. The old man smiled and shook his head.
"You think our opponents are too stupid."
If they can't get it, they will destroy it?
This is a plot from a third-rate romantic TV series.
If there is such a stupid opponent, they would have won long ago.
As for controlling the players...
There is no need for that.
The number of reservations has exceeded one million, and it is still increasing. The existing technical means can only know who has forwarded the link, but not who has visited the website and when, and there is no way to know who will get the helmet next.
There is a black hole that absorbs information, which is more mysterious than the world outside the solar system.
The other party chose them.
You can also choose someone else.
The young man sighed.
"It would be nice if I could get a helmet."
The square-faced man smiled and said.
"That thing is useless. I asked someone to study it. The structure inside is so simple that it confuses people. We don't even understand the most basic principles. As for the reverse engineering... just treat it as a joke."
The old man looked at him in surprise.
"Where did you get the helmet?"
The square-faced man smiled embarrassedly.
"It's quite a coincidence. Maybe I found it earlier. I just filled in the form...normally, including age, major, things I'm good at, games I've played, and some multiple-choice questions that young people might be more interested in, and then clicked the YES button."
To be honest, he hasn't played many games, most of which are old-fashioned online games like Legend, and he never thought he could really get in.
The other party didn't seem to care at all.
The helmet was placed directly at his doorstep.
In fact, he had been playing for a while.
And this is why his superiors transferred him to this group to help from the beginning.
The old man was stunned.
"Have you filled out that form?"
"What difference does it make whether I fill it out or not? Unless they completely delete my file from the system, it will be graffiti on the wall for them."
After a pause, the square-faced man looked at the computer with a flashing screen.
"I even have a feeling."
"We are having a meeting here behind closed doors today, and the audience is far more than just us."