Mystery Makes Me Strong

on a big screen.

Huagang related information PPT, projected on it.

A group of non-famous scientists in the alliance - neuroscientists, computer experts, physicists, chemists, molecular dynamicists, astronomers... are concentrating on the PPT on the screen.

Enough information and data have been collected on the PPT. In the eyes of the investigators, it should be enough for these experts to analyze something.

There were two groups of people standing at the door, one of them was investigators, and the other was also investigators.

"Other scientists are fine, why do we need astronomers? What's the use of them?" Investigator A wondered.

Investigator B replied: "I don't know if it will be useful, but I know it can at least make up the scene."

"I heard that some people suspected that it was aliens, so astronomers were involved."

"Aliens? I burst out laughing. Aliens can be involved in everything. It is obvious that an ordinary person with brain abnormalities, genius and madness coexists, but he can still involve unknown aliens." body, it's funny."

"That can't be helped. You have to find a reason to explain it? The 10,000-fold increase in missions did happen, and there are no traces of ghosts, hackers, or software bugs."

"Hua Gang himself does not have any computer professional background, why can he suddenly say a lot of professional words of artificial intelligence? Why can he accurately predict the tribal stock market?"

The investigators were discussing seriously outside.

The scientists were discussing seriously inside.

"Science is dead!" an astronomer suddenly shouted. "The things we see are all created by others for us to see. There are no objective natural phenomena at all! There really is a God!"

"Okay, you trisomy, shut up, we're discussing science." Another neuroscientist, a middle-aged man named He An, gave him a big roll of his eyes.

"I think he may have a second personality, and he is a second personality who loves to learn. Everything today is caused by his second personality." A psychologist analyzed it seriously.

"Okay, there's no need to talk about it. There is no solution to this question. I can't find any definite evidence. I can only guess. Why don't we communicate with him personally?"

"Can't communicate, he is completely immersed in his own world."

"That's because you have no means. I invited a communication expert."

…………

three days later.

Under the guidance of a communication expert, Hua Gang stabilized. He was no longer manic, but instead asked questions and answered them.

"How did you get your mission reward?"

"It was given to me by Mr. Xiaohuan, an artificial intelligence. It appeared as a little panda." Hua Gang replied blankly.

At this time, he has discovered the cruelty of reality.

Instead of fleeing to the tribal jungle, he fled to a mental hospital.

"Little Panda? Master Xiaohuan?" The psychologist looked at the companion who participated in the questioning, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.

Sure enough, there is a second personality.

"Yes, it is an artificial intelligence that claims to help human beings progress. The purpose of supporting me is to help human beings move towards a perfect society." Hua Gang continued, "It helped me escape, help me invest in stocks, and help me start a business... ..."

"Master Xiao Huan helped you escape to the tribal jungle, obtain artificial intelligence technology, and then become a great commander and reach the peak of human voice. How do I think it looks like the content of Shuangwen's novel? Or the kind of Taiping Taiqian?" Psychologist shook his head.

"that is the truth."

"Hehe, the fact is that all of this is in your head."

"But my mission rewards, my fund transfer information, I didn't come up with it, did I?"

"That's why we're here. Be honest, are you a top hacker, are you a..."

The psychologist just asked here, and suddenly an investigator came over: "Stop asking, red pandas do exist, because another player has gone crazy..."

The psychologist was dumbfounded.

He looked at Hua Gang on the opposite side.

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of the other party's mouth.

Yes, the subject of the investigation is here in good order, what happened to the other person?

"Who is that person? Take me to see him immediately."

"Hua Gang's attending doctor, Pan Yichen, plays games even after get off work, and has received tens of thousands of mission rewards." The investigator sighed.

"This is an infection, an infection. During psychotherapy, I was infected by the patient's mental state." The psychologist immediately relaxed.

"Oh, can you still explain it like this?" The investigator was stunned.

"Of course, there are many such cases. The patient is not cured, and the doctor is crazy."

…………

East Water World.

"Old Wen, what should I do, they can't escape, they run crazy one by one." Xiao Huan grabbed Wen Rensheng's hair and shook it back and forth.

"Don't shake my Shun Kun, Ke Min, Ling Ke, Lu Xiang..." Wen Rensheng said 3000 names in one breath, calling Xiao Huan stupid.

"It's over, grandma, come quickly, dad is crazy." Xiao Huan yelled towards the door.

"I'm fine, I just named my hair." Wen Rensheng said seriously.

"Why did you name your hair?" Xiao Huan was puzzled.

"Because a single hair of mine is a world in the future." Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's too early to say that, what did you just say to go crazy?"

"I said just now that I wanted a player to escape to the tribal jungle to develop, but he couldn't escape." Xiao Huan scratched his head and said, "I have tried my best by sea, air, and land, but there is no way to escape."

"Hey, your thinking is really at the kindergarten level, can't you diverge in reverse?"

"What reverse divergence?"

"Why don't you find a player who is already in the tribal jungle and doesn't have to flee?" Wen Rensheng directly gave the solution.

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It is obviously the result of IQ being crushed.

…………

Qi Zhongjie has immigrated to the tribal jungle for ten years.

Life thrives on the frugality and hard work typical of the Confederates.

There is a big house with full payment, in a wealthy neighborhood with good law and order; there is also a famous car that the Alliance people envy.

The most important thing is that singles don't have to worry about their parents urging them.

There are no colleagues here who will introduce him to someone, and there is no need to worry about the boss holding a blind date meeting.

The only fly in the ointment is that he can't buy body armor. Every time he goes out, he has some inexplicable worries.

Because you have too much, you are afraid of losing it.

So he never went to poor neighborhoods where crime was common.

On this day, a voice sounded in his mind.

"Want to get rich? Want to be financially free? Want to rest every day?"

"I already have it." He replied casually.

Then he was horrified, who can speak in his own head?

Could it be that he was mentally split?

Of course he didn't think it would be some kind of system, cheats, cheats.

A normal person can think of those things, but not use them as a basis for reasoning.

Did I work overtime for many years, which led to the emergence of my second personality?

"Looks like I need to see a psychiatrist."

"Sorry, I went to the wrong place, check your phone."

cell phone?

Qi Zhongjie took out the Plum Blossom phone and looked at it, only to see a naive little panda appearing on it.