"Ding!"
Just five minutes had passed when Li Yan and others heard the system's beep in their ears, and streams of blue and white data suddenly flashed before their eyes, blocking their sight.
"Players [Li Buyan], [Drunk Sword Fairy], [Fuwu], [Qian Pangpang], and [Xiao Lianliang] have been successfully matched and the game is about to start."
"Assembling players... Players have been assembled."
"Reading the replica token... The replica token has been read."
"Importing player information..."
"Player data imported successfully."
"The game copy world is being generated..."
"The copy is built, I wish you a happy game."
"Games start!"
There was no time to sigh at the speed of the game matching this time. When the last system prompt in his ear gradually faded away, Li Yan's vision slowly fell into darkness.
Not long after, Li Yan suddenly lit up, and a bird's-eye view of the city appeared in front of him, and then the picture began to move slowly, like the beginning of a movie.
Obviously, this is the opening plot of this copy.
. . . . . .
The bustling city is full of traffic.
Even the scorching sun can't stop the flow of crowds on the streets.
The bustling crowd is always busy with the trivial matters of life.
At the very edge of the city, slightly away from the hustle and bustle of the world, there are still people busy day after day, but their work may be closer to technology.
On the outskirts of the city, there is a strange villa.
From the appearance, there is nothing unusual about this villa. It has a swimming pool and a garden.
It's just that it is built deep in the woods and is sparsely populated. Apart from this villa, it is difficult to see other buildings around it.
Against the backdrop of a large forest ocean around it, the solitary small villa was so inconspicuous, as if it had been deliberately hidden.
In fact, this is indeed the case. This villa is actually a secret research institute.
The main research direction of this institute was originally the application of robots and the research and design of artificial intelligence.
However, this is all in the past.
Now, the role of this research institute is more to limit the intelligence of robots.
Why does the work of a robotics research team become limiting the intelligence of robots?
In fact, with today's technological power, it is already possible to create ultra-intelligent robots.
However, due to huge international controversy and fear of the unknown, robots with complete intelligence are not allowed to be manufactured, which has also led to the intelligent robot team of this institute to do the opposite work.
The underground space of the villa was originally filled with precision instruments.
But at this time, most of these instruments that should have been carefully placed were staggering, and some even fell to the ground and were seriously damaged.
Not only these instruments, a large number of top-secret files were scattered on the ground. There were many clear footprints on the pages. Tables, chairs and benches were overturned. Debris could be seen everywhere. The scene was in a mess.
It seems that not long ago, there was a riot here.
In the deepest part of the villa underground, there is a small secret room.
This is the most important location of this institute.
In this small room, the most core technologies of the institute are stored.
This room has been sealed for a long time and has not been opened for more than ten years.
Today, after more than ten years, the door to this room was finally pushed open again.
The person who opened the door to this room was an old man with wrinkles on his face and white hair.
The old man looked in bad condition, as if he was seriously ill.
Pale and breathing heavily, he stumbled in.
After the old man entered the room, he immediately stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the wall.
Then, the door behind him was quickly closed, and there was a slight mechanical sound, which meant that the door was being completely locked.
The old man stared at the door tightly, his face full of vigilance, as if there was a terrifying monster outside the door.
After the door was completely sealed and no one could enter, the old man completely let go of his heart hanging in his throat and let out a long breath.
Now, no one can open this room except the old man himself.
The old man held on to the wall and slowly sat on the ground.
On the chest of the old man's clothes hung a nameplate with the words "Xie Sheng" simply written on it.
Xie Sheng is the leader of the intelligent robot research team and the top officer of the institute.
His previous work was devoted to the development of robot intelligence, but later, the work of his group was to limit machine intelligence.
This was something he didn't want to do, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Which scientific and technological worker doesn’t want to show the results of his work to the world?
The world cannot accept an alien race with the same intelligence as them, even if this race was created by humans themselves.
The old man understands that sometimes he has thoughts and fears in his heart.
But he was still unwilling to give in.
From a boy, to a young man, to middle age, to now an old man, time has never been able to convince him, and time has not been able to wear away his edges.
In the heart of the old man, he is still the same boy.
He is still the boy who was born in the Internet age, reading online novels, playing passionate games, and dreaming of changing the world.
Even if the world tries to stop him with strange eyes and voices of opposition, he always has a teenage dream in his heart.
Although this dream may always be just a dream.
The old man has always kept the dream of changing the world in his heart for decades.
He originally thought that he would never see a fully intelligent robot come out in this life, but God seemed to have played a big joke on him.
In other words, it gave him an unprecedented opportunity.
Just today - this nightmare day.
Every old man always gets up early, even when he was young he always stayed up until two or three in the morning, and then didn't get up until noon.
But as he gets older, his sleep time gradually decreases.
Although he still stayed up late playing games and watching videos, he also got up earlier and earlier.
In the early morning, as usual, he came to the institute early and started working.
Change into your research clothes, organize all required information, and plan your day's itinerary.
These trivial matters took him an entire hour.
The old man sometimes misses the young, beautiful, lively and sensible female secretary he had when he was middle-aged.
When she made these preparations, she was always quick and quick - the old man only missed her diligence, not her beauty.
Just as the old man was getting ready to start today's work, he suddenly heard commotion coming from outside the office.
