Chapter 89 Game

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Xiao Feng stood up and wanted to say something slightly anxiously. He looked at Zhao Lei who was unfazed and held back the words that came to his lips.

Zhao Lei looked at Siwowei's expression of "anxiety" judged by Xiao Feng, and said slowly: "You, you have to temper yourself."

"Mr. Zhao, this is urgent. Siwo is obviously coming for us. What do you think we should do next?"

"We will continue to promote the successful cases of the chat system as usual. As for Siwo, we will treat it coldly."

Looking at Xiao Feng who was still restless, Zhao Lei thought for a moment and said, "If you can't beat him, then join. You might as well combine micro-expressions into the chat system. You will have unexpected surprises."

When Xiao Feng heard this, he immediately stood up excitedly and said respectfully: "Mr. Zhao has a great idea, I will make arrangements right away."

Looking at Xiao Feng's retreating back, Zhao Lei raised the corners of her mouth and started studying again.



Looking at the soaring data in front of him, Xiao Feng looked at Feng Xiaohui in disbelief and said, "Wonderful! Mr. Zhao really got it right."

"Not only that, Mr. Xiao, look at this." He called up another set of data and said: "Siwo's operation has ruined the jobs of many people, and now it is being attacked by public opinion. It is really self-inflicted."

Xiao Feng said with a proud face: "Stop at Linyuan, go against the trend and go from prosperity to decline. They don't understand such a simple truth."

"Also thanks to their micro-expressions, users' demand for our digital humans has skyrocketed, and it has become the most profitable business, which is unexpected."



"Have we gone too far?" Zhou Zhiqi asked melancholy, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance.

"If we don't take a few steps forward, how will we know where the right point is?"

"What do we need to do?" Zhou Zhiqi looked at Lin Sen worriedly and asked.

"No, people can only know the beauty of the world after going to hell."

"But the micro-expressions that were originally a shield are now helping others to do evil. Did we do something wrong?"

"In real-life communication, it is still the strongest shield." Lin Sen looked at the sadness in Zhou Zhiqi's eyes and asked: "Do you know why people tend to chat more virtually?"

"Every bustle in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. It must be the digital people who bring them more benefits."

"You are right. For example, digital people reduce the cost of deceiving people. Or in their eyes, this is not called cheating, but bargaining power. Through digital people, you can directly obtain a significant improvement in negotiation ability, and fools don't use it. From a human perspective, if the gains are greater than the losses, people will not care about right and wrong, and will only think of ways to make more."

"So, they rely on these plug-ins, thinking that they are better than others, and walk into the casino with confidence, ready to make a lot of money?" Zhou Zhiqi said with a wry smile.

"The mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole followed. The crowd turned into spring mud, creating a few dazzling flowers. After suffering this disaster, they must have learned a painful lesson. It turns out that fate never changes easily."

"Don't we really need to do anything?" Zhou Zhiqi asked again.

Looking at the light emanating from Zhou Zhiqi's clear eyes, Lin Sen smiled and said, "We are already doing it."

Zhou Zhiqi retorted shyly: "No way." Her crimson cheeks were obscured by the afterglow of the setting sun.

Lin Sen looked at the scattered dark clouds floating in the sky and said thoughtfully: "The cancer cells we put in are already growing crazily."

"You mean micro-expressions?"

"Our micro-expressions tend to detect lies, but they can only indicate whether a person is lying, but not the reason for lying. In real-life communication, we also have a way of dealing with others."

"It's like a beautiful lie."

"Yes. But when digital people can fake things and look like real things, guess what will happen next?"

Zhou Zhiqi took Lin Sen's hand and looked at the setting sun wrapped in rays of light in the distance, like a bunch of dancing flames.