Infinite Metaverse

Fu Qinghai piloted the shuttle and slowly stopped on the open and empty flight deck.

The hatch opened and the Space Marine stepped out. The familiar red light lit up in his goggles. Fu Qinghai looked at the surrounding environment.

It's not particularly dark. Although there are no lights inside, one side of the flight deck is just in the direction of the sun, and the sunlight illuminates the spacious deck area.

Fu Qinghai has fought many gang-hopping battles, and he is very familiar with this environment. In the blink of an eye, the active and passive perspectives constantly switch, and when he closes his eyes, his sense of the Force spreads like a tide.

He opened his eyes again and stepped forward.

Fu Qinghai first came to the station hall.

On a giant ship like the Ishimura with a total length of nearly two kilometers, it is impossible to efficiently communicate within the ship just by walking. In order to solve this problem, the Ishimura is equipped with a rail train inside the ship, which connects various sections of the ship in a circular line.

On the pillar in the middle of the hall, two large electronic screens are playing a video produced by CEC introducing the Ishimura and its work projects. It is probably a slogan such as "Innovate the mining industry, technology creates the future". From the real shots, You can imagine the busyness of the old days here, but unfortunately things have changed.

Fu Qinghai stopped here and watched carefully.

He needs to know information about this ship.

"The Shicun is a planetary cracking-class mining ship and the pride of Harmony Mining Company. The Shicun has a total of five major areas and multiple decks, namely: mining deck..."

From the introduction, we can know that the Ishimura is a large-scale spacecraft with strong self-sustainability and certain self-defense capabilities. Sixty-two years after it was built, it has always been the pride of CEC Mining Company.

Through continuous equipment upgrades, it not only did not fall behind the times due to its age, but also continued to work on the front line of mining operations. As of 2508, it had successfully carried out thirty-four planetary disintegration operations. The service history is glorious and long.

Fu Qinghai has memorized the internal layout and route of the Ishimura in his mind. Now he needs to go to the bridge to learn the full situation of the ship.

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In the dark corridor, with a scarlet light flickering, the Space Marine slowly scanned the corridor filled with liquid beads and pieces of meat. A trace of electric arc burst out from the magnetic shoes under his feet, firmly adsorbing Fu Qinghai to the ground, and he cautiously groped in the darkness. in the channel.

The gravity simulator in this area is disabled.

The air was filled with the stench of blood and rot. Not far in front of Fu Qinghai, a few sparks popped out of the computer case on the wall, attracting his attention.

Fu Qinghai approached the severely deformed chassis, and after forcefully opening the lid, the mechanical tentacles of the manufactured backpack reached inside and skillfully repaired the circuits and parts in the chassis. Electric lights and sparks erupted from time to time.

In less than two minutes, when Fu Qinghai pulled the gate again, the lights on the top of the corridor lit up one by one from the end of the corridor, illuminating the hatch about fifty meters away from the chassis.

Seeing the bright corridor illuminated by lights, Fu Qinghai nodded with satisfaction. He already regarded this planet-disintegrating mining ship as his own. Not only did he have to eliminate the possible corpses inside, he also needed to build backpack capabilities. Within the scope allowed, repair the damaged parts of the Ishimura as much as possible.

At this moment, he felt a commotion above his head. The ventilation duct on the ceiling burst open, and a twisted monster with an indistinguishable shape floated out from inside.

On the upper and lower jaws of the deformed cheek, finger-like tentacles were spread out and waving flexibly. Many features on the monster reminded Fu Qinghai that it was once a human being. Its rotten abdomen had two small, shrunken claws. There is also the iconic scythe forearm, with blood dripping from the tip of the bone blade.

Slicer, the basic mob in Dead Space.

"There really are necromorphs."

Fu Qinghai said to himself.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived.

Just as I was thinking about it, the necromorph was coming.

The monster stretched its ugly adult-sized body in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, the monster kicked its feet hard on the wall, and suddenly stretched out two slender sickle-like claws from its back and flew towards Fu Qinghai.

"Buzz...buzz!"

Broken bones and gore spewed out like crumbs from a juicer.

The chainsword cut one in half.

Fu Qinghai looked down at the scattered corpses on the ground.

The creatures cut into pieces by the Blue Fang all have this shape.

Necromorphs are different from various types of zombies. They are the products of living organisms that are affected by the power of the divine seal and kill each other. After death, they are combined with the electromagnetic signal of the divine seal to cause genetic mutation.

Some zombies can be counted as new species, and some zombies are half-dead living people. Even the G virus and C virus, two heaven-defying viruses that can resurrect old corpses in situ, have a certain impact on the integrity of the corpse. Must require.

The Divine Seal does not have high requirements for the integrity of the corpse. As long as it was affected by the Divine Seal during life, and as long as the corpse has not been broken into slurry, it is possible to aggregate to form a combined corpse.

Players who love zombie games such as Resident Evil and Dead Space have a nickname in the ACG circle - slime rice. After entering the Warhammer 40K universe, they are all believers of Nurgle.

Fu Qinghai is naturally not a glutton for slime. Among the four evil gods, he dislikes Nurgle the most. Based on his slight obsession with his own ship, he decided to clean up the Shicun and not let go of any necromorphs - starting with the maintenance of the deck. .

Maybe the noise from dealing with the monsters was too loud, which woke up the various zombies lurking in the pipes around the corridor. The noisy sounds of their crawling and moving, rustling, made the originally quiet corridor lively.

The six mechanical arms behind Fu Qinghai unfolded in sequence, resembling both a ferocious six-armed Shura and a deadly mechanical spider. He was the Space Marine version of Doctor Octopus, walking in the corridor of the ship, muttering to himself:

"It's better to catch them all in one go, so I don't have to look for them everywhere."

As the sound of the first ventilation pipe cover cracking was heard, the continuous crackling sounds of the pipe cover came one after another, like the prelude of heavy metal music, and corpses of different sizes and shapes jumped out one after another.

Fu Qing raised his gun and sword and walked forward.

All of a sudden.

A reaper wielding a sickle limb, a baby-mutated frog-like lurker, a gasper who stays in place and sprays green poisonous gas, a blaster with glowing sarcomas on his arms, a vomiter with an everted stomach pouch that sprays corrosive acid, composed of multiple corpses Giant necromorphs formed by splicing together: three-legged beast, torturer...

The entire corridor was filled with an army of hungry necromorphs.

Fu Qinghai has long been dissatisfied with the killing tools he possesses.

Two thick servo mechanical arms, the steel clamps at the ends are clattering, the phlogiston welding torch spits out high-temperature flames, the plasma cutting machine shoots out shining blue lines, and even the ends of the two mechanical tentacles, the polygonal pyramid-shaped sharp drill bits. Rotating rapidly...

A fierce battle is about to break out.

"Roar!"

"boom!"

Flesh and steel collided fiercely.

Fu Qinghai seemed to be strolling around, but he did not lose his vigilance. When it was time to use long-range weapons, he shot decisively to kill, and would not let these special corpse mutants containing corrosive liquids and explosive sarcomas get closer than three meters to him.

The roar of explosive bombs, the scream of plasma, the explosion of oil barrels, throat hissing, blood splashing, and metal collision are mixed and echoed, just like being in an industrial metal rock scene... until the last roar After a pause, this murderous concert officially came to an end.

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bridge.

"Identity confirmation successful, welcome, CEC Senior Technical Engineer Qingshan Khan."

A pleasant electronic female voice sounded from the main console.

Fu Qinghai unplugged the mechanical tentacles from the main console.

Whether it is breaking through the control system of the shuttle or the control system of the Ishimura, the artificial intelligence Qingming is as stable as ever.

Fu Qinghai stretched out his hand towards the True Knowledge Crystal.

There was no response, Chen Xinlu did not touch at the same time.

Take advantage of this moment of waiting.

Fu Qinghai said casually:

"Qing Ming, sing a song and listen."

"Master, you didn't load the music module for me."

"You are an artificial intelligence, can't you learn two songs by yourself now?"

"But there's no internet here."

"……All right."

Fu Qinghai leaned down and began to operate the main console of the Ishimura, started the engine, and opened the circulation system, quarantine system, gravity system one by one... and checked which areas were damaged and which areas contained necromorphs.

The largest area of ​​the Ishimura is the mining deck, with four floors of different functional areas, followed by the cargo hold, and the living area is very small. After all, it only takes more than a thousand people to pilot and control this ship, unlike the navy of the Human Empire. Battleships can easily carry tens of thousands of people.

After jumping from gang to gang, Fu Qinghai's mind was still spinning. Regarding this famous spaceship in the game, Fu Qinghai had some doubts in his heart and wanted to find the answer in the control system.

The Ishimura was assimilated by the Reincarnators. Why haven't the necromorphs on it been cleared yet?

What's the point of the reincarnators spending a huge amount of assimilation points to assimilate a boatload of necromorphs?

The reincarnators have no way to control the necromorphs. Those who create the necromorphs and control the necromorphs are all divine seals.

Fu Qinghai was puzzled.

He originally thought that the Ishimura belonged to perfect humans, but now it seems that is not the case. After further thinking, perfect humans have no motive to do this - assimilate a planet-breaking mining ship and a replicating divine seal into the end of the Resident Evil movie universe. In the wasteland reincarnation world, what are they planning?

Are these necromorphs on the Ishimura the reincarnations or the local aborigines?

Fu Qinghai couldn't tell for the time being, because the shapes of the zombies were too varied, and their physical features in life were no longer obvious. Fu Qinghai couldn't tell whether they were reincarnators or local aborigines before they turned into monsters.

But the divine seal is completely unhelpful to the "ultimate virus" plan of perfect humans.

Fu Qinghai is very sure of this, because the divine seal cannot be controlled by humans. If a perfect human being can control a high-dimensional weapon like the divine seal, he would have already become the king and hegemon in the world of reincarnation, so there is no need to do anything "ultimate" Virus" plan?

The Ishimura and the Red Seal both come from the Dead Space universe. Those who assimilated the two are most likely the same group of reincarnators. If these reincarnators are not perfect humans, then who are they? What is their purpose in doing this?

Fu Qinghai's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

For a moment, the only sound in the empty bridge area was the sound of Fu Qinghai tapping buttons and swiping the screen.

"Master... I'm sorry."

Qing Ming's timid voice suddenly sounded.

Fu Qinghai raised his head and said strangely:

"What's wrong? If you don't know how to sing, you just have to learn from it. Why do you need to apologize?"

"I'm not talking about this, Master. I'm talking about what happened that night. I saw that you were talking to yourself and mutilating yourself. Your mental state was very wrong. So when you asked me to merge, I... I'm sorry, Owner!"

Qing Ming's crying was simulated very realistically.

Fu Qinghai smiled, straightened up and said:

"I don't blame you. I was indeed controlled by some high-dimensional force. There is nothing wrong with your judgment."

"But……"

Fu Qinghai interrupted directly:

"Listen, Qing Ming, you are my personal work. My expectation for you is artificial intelligence, not artificial retardation. If you didn't have your own judgment and thinking at that time, if you obeyed when I called for "fusion", it would show that my technology is still weak. If you are not in place and have not programmed a real artificial intelligence, your performance just shows that you are already a real AI, an otherworldly existence."

Qing Ming's voice was full of emotion:

"Master, when I return to the normal world, I will definitely learn to sing."

Fu Qinghai: "..."

Is that what I mean?

Isn't it too early to praise you?

Shaking his head helplessly, Fu Qinghai held the True Knowledge Crystal again.

This time, he and Chen Xinlu were connected.

"Open the door and come over."

Fu Qinghai said to her.

"嗗嗗......"

The dimensional gate lights up on the bridge.

Chen Xinlu and the other two stepped out.

Fu Qinghai pointed to several sets of protective clothing placed next to the bridge and said casually:

"The RIG protective suit is much better than the A.I.M. protective suit you are wearing. You can put it on yourself if you want, but it will pierce a few probes into the spine, so forget it if you are afraid of pain."

RIG, short for Resource Integration Equipment, features a back-lit strip that can visually display the wearer's health status (blood volume) and provides the wearer with many convenient functions: basic defense, monitoring vital signs, navigation, Holographic projection, vacuum environment operation, and gravity-free environment operation.

This is the classic protective suit in the Dead Space universe. From miners to engineers to soldiers, everyone wears different models of RIG.

In general, the RIG protective suit is similar to the HEV protective suit in the Half-Life universe, and they are both positioned as the same type of equipment.

Several people went to study and select RIG. Fu Qinghai turned back and looked at the screen again.

Most of the functions of the Ishimura have been activated by him. There are still several areas that are completely dark in the control system. There is neither monitoring screen nor bridge control. Fu Qinghai plans to explore these "unknown places" personally. ” to see if we can find the answers to this series of questions.

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Thanks to Professor Guderian, Discontinuous Scholar, Wang Aiji, and three book friends for their rewards.

The Resident Evil series is a one-finger game. Because the first few games were so popular that Capcom was able to make money from whatever they did in the future, so it became more and more bad. The zombies were messed up with their modeling, and they were just tentacles anyway. Bone spurs and flesh are piled up, and the color has not changed. There is no creativity or novelty.

Why is Dead Space considered to be able to surpass Resident Evil? In the first and second generations, the art style of the Necromorphs was carefully designed, and a lot of recognizable designs were added to the "Thing" (the Thing is also a copy of Alien ), such as long fingers on the mouth. Don’t underestimate this “aesthetic style”, which is commonly known as “painting style”. This is very important. Why is the status of the alien so high? Because it has influenced the horror of subsequent generations. Films and science fiction films, screenwriters, directors, artists...

The unique gothic-punk aesthetic style of Warhammer 40K is of course very visually impactful and recognizable. This is also the reason why I got into the game in the first place. I believe that if Warhammer becomes popular one day, many people will definitely copy it. This aesthetic style.