Players Please Get In the Car

"Young man, don't choose a more radical path because of a momentary anger."

Xu Huo didn't listen to his advice, but mentioned another thing, "A-level wormhole points, and even the star group that developed the game, can limit the player's ability to the greatest extent."

"Props, characteristics, even super evolution, instruments, and naturally born intelligent copy holders, can't get rid of the game."

"So the war between players and games is a war of technology." The white-haired old man looked at the setting sun in front of him, "Most players will encounter a dead end when they evolve. At the end, they find that the personal strength that the players think is insignificant in front of the game."

"However," he changed the subject and pointed to the gradually dimming light in front of him, "The game is like this star. The longer the time, the more obvious the weakness. , the more people know about it, the more people understand it, what's the point of building a protective wall in front of the stars, more and more people will run over. "

"In addition, the game is not as omnipotent as you think."

"The existence of wanted criminals shows this point. If possible, there should be no people who break the rules in the game."

"The naturally born intelligent props and mutant species are actually out of the scope of the game's forced control. There is no absolute control. What's left is an equal fight of force."

"The same is true for people."

In the fish feast, Xu Huo was shaken by Master's words. After all, facing the first batch of humans who developed the game, the wormhole points and players behind were not enough. If the game can still forcibly interfere with and control all the evolutionary abilities of the players, it would be a desperate situation for the players.

But thinking back, the existence of intelligent props like the painted girl was originally an accident. Like humans, she is no longer an existence that can act according to the program after she has her own thinking.

This is also the place where the game cannot be predicted and controlled.

So to what extent the A-level wormhole point can restrict the player, you can only know it by seeing it with your own eyes.

"The A-level wormhole point has blocked the technology. The things that can be circulated in the game now are probably already replaced products." Xu Huo did not comment on the plans and intentions of the Holy Sword Society, but from the tone of the white-haired old man, it can be seen that they may have captured some A-level wormhole points or even loopholes in the game.

"Games are actually the product of human wisdom." The white-haired old man said meaningfully: "We are equal to the people in the A-level wormhole point."

Xu Huo was silent for a moment before speaking, "I understand."

He turned around and wanted to leave, but the white-haired old man called him, "Young man, do you want to stay and go with me?"

Xu Huo paused slightly, turned around and looked at the wise elder, "No need, our paths are different."

He is not the like-minded partner that the Holy Sword Society is looking for.

The concept of the old Holy Sword Society is not wrong, and the concept of the fat player is not wrong. Everyone has different ideas. Even if they go to the end and decide the winner, it is difficult to care about gains and losses.

They are right. Games are indeed a tool. There is no good or bad tool. It depends on how people use it. But for Xu Huo, games themselves are a wrong tool. Even if human civilization enters a multi-dimensional chapter, it is something that should not exist. It is just a Colosseum for humans in the front to keep and play with humans behind. It is no different from the existence of a fish feast.

No matter how big the Colosseum is, it is still a Colosseum.

As the white-haired old man said, it is difficult for people to go back. Even if they go back, they will still go back to the original road in the end. But people can choose how to go this road and what tools to use to go this road. Even if the progress of human civilization is accompanied by blood and tears, it should not be such blood and tears.

Even if human civilization is destroyed, it can return to its peak. Then go again, and go again. There will always be a road without games!

So the Holy Sword Society will not be his partner.

When leaving this small mud field, Xu Huo's anger and hostility had subsided, and he became as calm as before.

When they returned to the auditorium, Hua Nu was already impatient. When she saw him, she immediately turned on her communicator, "Why did you take so long? I wanted to find you, but these people stopped me from leaving and tried to trick me with food. I don't think they are good people. Don't be fooled by them!"

Xu Huo glanced at the snacks on the table that were torn apart: How dare you say that?

Hua Nu said confidently, "I'm not afraid of being cheated."

Xu Huo smiled and praised, "Indeed, you are more capable."

Hua Nu looked at him, "Your mood has improved again? You are really changeable."

"Everyone is like this, you get used to it." Xu Huo patted her shoulder, "Pack up your things and get ready to go."

Hua Nu raised her hand happily, turned around to get her backpack, and put the unfinished snacks in it.

Gao Feng and others who were waiting in the auditorium had received a call from the white-haired old man, but did not try to come up to talk, but just watched them silently.

The fat player next to him was a little anxious, "Brother, take me with you!"

"Let him go. If they are really on the same path, they will get together sooner or later." Xu Huo said to Gao Feng and others.

Gao Feng snorted coldly, "We are free to come and go here, and we never force people."

"Thank you very much!" The fat player smiled and said, "If you need help in the future, just look for me. I will definitely help if I can!"

The three of them left like this, and not far from the auditorium, they ran into Wu Xing who was hesitant and didn't leave. She left without hesitation two days ago, but when she looked back, she found that Xu Huo and his group hadn't left. Not only did they not leave, but they also looked like they were going to fight. She was worried and waited nearby.

"I've been waiting for you for several days, it's okay now, I'm leaving this zone too." Xu Huo said to her.

Wu Xing was really a little remorseful this time, "There are so few good people in the world, and I really met one. Thank you for saving me."

"You'd better live somewhere else." Xu Huo said, "Zhao Cai Jin Bao was killed, the factory was bombed, and the people behind him didn't make any moves. They are probably waiting for me to leave, and they will definitely cause trouble for you or the Holy Sword Society afterwards."

There is no need to compete with a player from another zone who won't stay for long, and it's not worth spending more money, but it's not necessarily the case for people in this zone.

Wu Xing smiled, "I am not a soft-hearted person, nor am I a hard-hearted person. I can neither be completely bad nor completely good. Now, someone forced me to make a choice."

"Thank you, take care of yourself, and I hope we can see each other again in the future."

After she finished speaking, she ran towards the auditorium.

Xu Huo turned around and looked at the fat player who refused to leave, "The Holy Sword Society and the Lan Family can protect themselves, why don't you find a place to hide?"