META Quantum Era

"Thank you teacher for your understanding, thanks to your cultivation. "An Ji paused for a while, then whispered: "By the way, after this unveiling ceremony, can you convey that to the team on my behalf?" " Professor Zhang closed his eyes slightly and breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you make your own decision, no one will embarrass you. " An Ji squeezed out a smile and bowed softly to the projection to thank him. Hung up the real-time communication, and Pang Tai's side also completed the operation, transferring the dormant warehouse interface of the two to an ordinary home computer. Before closing the hatch, he couldn't help but ask: "Seriously, have you considered that matter?" " "There are no other plans for the time being, don't you want to be a lobbyist too? " "Cut, I don't bother to talk nonsense to you, I just feel sorry for you. " "Actually I..." 'Boom! 'Before the voice fell, the two hatch doors were closed at the same time, and the hibernation program began to run. As a burst of anesthetic aerosol was released, the glimmering brain-computer interface stretched out to the back of the two of them.， Neuron blocking 100% bridging 100% The biological telecommunications signal simulation is activated, the vital signs are stable, and the data stream begins to be accessed. The transmission rate is normal, and the meta-network is being connected. The server access point: Huazhou Quantum Communication Tower. Time synchronization, 2088.6.14 East Eighth District 21.12.37 The connection is successful and the identity verification is completed... Good evening, users of Yuan Universe, welcome home! The square is a recessed hemispherical shape, approximately ten kilometers across. The crowd has already been boiling, millions of virtual characters have gathered here, and colorful small pixels have gathered into a sea of adults, crowding, shoving, and forming waves of excitement with each other. Although the live holographic image in the center has a radius of two kilometers, there are still many people who want to squeeze near the round table in the center of the square. Of course, it is limited to the carrying capacity of communications. In order to carry out the ceremony smoothly, the unveiling is limited to 1.5 million people 'present'to participate. In addition, there are hundreds of servers with a capacity of tens of millions of levels that have made live copies. In fact, the essential difference between being present or not is only whether they are on the same server. Those copy servers have more people, and the real-time situation is naturally more lively. People set off virtual fireworks they carry, and countless bubble chat boxes on the heads of the characters form a barrage, like layers of foam in the waves. If it weren't for the program to make frequency control in time, it would be impossible to even see the giant projection clearly in the sea of people. Backstage in the square, Anji frowned when he saw the pomp outside through the internal projection. It's not because of stage fright. He doesn't actually need to make any speeches today, he just needs to be present as a guest. But since connecting to the meta-universe just now, there has always been an unspeakable depression in my heart. It may be that he is still recalling the previous dream. What happened during the three seconds he was unconscious? Obviously I don't remember anything, why does it feel so long? In order to alleviate the continued shrouding of this strange emotion, he issued physical instructions to the dormant warehouse to inoculate his body with some sedative aerosols. The opening ceremony officially started in five minutes. An Ji watched the surge of the crowd, and his thoughts gradually fell into stagnation. Perhaps it was the effect of the sedative that was a bit excessive, and a burst of inexplicable drowsiness quickly hit. People cheered, screamed, and went crazy for this great project that is about to be unveiled and launched today. Zoom in on the crowd picture a little bit, and you can only see a group of larger dots doing irregular movements. If it is a patient with intensive phobia, I am afraid that the number of people will have been blocked a long time ago. As the picture drew closer, Anji's pupils contracted violently. Suddenly, the cheers of the crowd sounded extremely hoarse and harsh, and all the colors in front of them became extremely weird, like a color photo with exaggerated saturation. At the same time, a c***k was torn open on the ground, and the number beating could be vaguely seen from the gap. Followed by another rift that intersects with it. There was a loud scream, and tens of thousands of people were sucked in by the cracks in an instant. However, within a few seconds, the air also began to tear apart, and the cracks turned into various irregular geometries that twisted and expanded, gradually turning into giant entities that spanned hundreds of meters, constantly swallowing each other and tearing the surrounding space. Before Anji could react, countless black thorns stretched out from the cracks in the ground, and everything he touched instantly turned into a bunch of garbled codes and disappeared in place. Seeing the range of ground thorns getting wider and wider, Anji wanted to shout for people to evacuate, but found that he couldn't make any sound at all, and even couldn't move his whole body. I kept trying to call the console or command line, but there was still no response. Cold sweat came out from between his foreheads, rolled down to his mouth, and the salty taste came. No, why are you sweating? The next moment, a big hand slapped Anji's shoulder. When he woke up, he was suddenly taken aback and began to breathe heavily involuntarily. "What's going on? I just saw you disconnected. "Pang Tai patted him on the back again, simulating that the nerve signals began to work normally, and the feeling of force was transmitted from the back to the whole body. An Ji calmed his heartbeat and turned his head to find that the crowd in the projection was still jubilant, and the celebration before the ceremony continued. There are no cracks or collapses around, and the world is still as beautiful as usual. The console was called up, and all data and entries were in order. The terrifying scene of those few seconds just now seemed to be just distraction. It's so abnormal, I've never had such a weird experience before. "It's weird, I seem to have fallen asleep accidentally..." "sleep? Could it be hysteria? It's impossible. Only first-time users will experience this symptom. We have been using it for more than 20 years. "Pang Tai said, and immediately called the authority to check the security log of Qi'an Ji: "Your heart rate just soared to 127. What's the situation?" " "By the way, is it an overdose of sedatives? " "Let me see. It shows that you did use 0.3mg of aerosol to calm down. How could your heartbeat be turbulent? " An Ji sighed: "That should be hysteria... I just had a nightmare. " "What dream? " "It's hard to say. " Pang Tai lit a virtual cigarette, and the dormant warehouse released nicotine aerosols simultaneously. "Is it related to Dr. Shen? " An Ji shook his head, his eyes still gathered in the crowd. "No, there is only disorder in the dream. " Pang Tai shrugged, puzzled by the meaning. "Everything is in a mess, that's right, out of order. " "I think you are just too depressed today. It's better to rest after the opening ceremony. Tomorrow, I will take you to play something exciting. He patted Anji on the shoulder again: "It's about to start. Adjust your status and prepare to attend." " After speaking, Pang Tai's figure suddenly disappeared, and the backstage lounge was surprisingly quiet. The control panel window is still not closed, and countless characters are scrolling in front of you. Anji is familiar with the specific meaning of each of them, but for some reason, they suddenly feel extremely strange inexplicably. The total number of entries for millions of people has long exceeded trillions, and every number is where they should be, constrained by the huge invisible power of the algorithm. Although they are beating hard, there is still no possibility of surpassing it. Anji subconsciously turned up the sound of the holographic projection, and the tide-like cheers obscured the silence.