The time ratio between mental simulation and real time is 2:1.
Not only is this the ratio for the game Wu Zui Zhi Jie, but also for most other similar products; human thought and spirit cannot be fully realized in reality, but if converted into A set of data, it can achieve 'theoretical fast-forwarding,' thereby maximizing thinking efficiency.
However, the scope involved in this monumental discovery is too vast, and to avoid severe digression leading to excessive circumlocution and ultimately an inability to return to the main topic, let's get back on track.
After only A simple calculation, Mo Tan roughly deduced that there seemed to be an issue with the time ratio between reality and the game; that is, if calculated according to normal logic, it should be around five in the morning now, not seven As displayed on his phone...
"Did my time have A blank period, or is this device malfunctioning?" Mo Tan frowned; he was currently in his most normal personality, so his way of thinking was also more conventional.
However, after A moment, Mo Tan, who had pondered for A long time without success, still decided to get himself something to eat first, As he hadn't consumed any food or water since yesterday noon and was feeling uncomfortably hungry.
As for this doubt, he hadn't forgotten it; instead, he temporarily excluded this question mark from the scope of main priorities, intending to think about it when he had time.
Although there are now few things that Mo Tan cannot fathom, if A problem that cannot be explained immediately does arise, he will not dig to the bottom of it, As high-intensity thinking is A troublesome matter, and many problems cannot be solved even with an answer, so, why bother~
Mo Tan's home was not large; it took less than ten seconds to walk from the living room to the kitchen. He simply cooked himself A bowl of noodles to deal with breakfast, taking less than five minutes from turning on the stove to boil water to bringing the bowl of noodles to his computer.
Cooking is one of the essential skills for single men living alone; although Mo Tan's condition is quite 'lively,' he still falls within this category, so he possesses A certain level of culinary skill. While he can't prepare any dish costing over two hundred yuan, he has gone further and further into the realm of low-cost cooking. One of his few friends once gave A fierce evaluation: 'I actually tasted happiness in your rotten vegetable noodle and plain boiled porridge! So please, go change your gender.'
Starting his computer, Mo Tan slurped his noodles while opening the Innocent World forum. Although this new game hadn't put much effort into promotion, it still gathered A certain following on its first day of release. Even Mo Tan, who initially intended to "return the game As soon As the 24-hour trial period is over," abandoned his original idea, which clearly showed its charm.
Compared to mainstream games that offer extreme freedom, where A bit of spending or grinding can lead to god-slaying and demon-extermination, trampling all NPCs underfoot, and only being inferior when facing someone who spends and grinds more, Innocent World can be said to be quite unaccommodating to players.
Aside from A certain degree of image adjustment and naming, neither faction, race, birthplace, nor talent is determined by the player. Moreover, the NPCs in the game are not only highly anthropomorphic but also very individualistic. If your attitude is even slightly poor, being ignored is A minor issue; there have been instances of being severely beaten or even having A sword drawn on you.
Humans are always like this: constrained by various rules and regulations, they long for freedom, but when 'freedom' truly arrives, they instead wish to be bound and restricted.
And Innocent World is such A world full of constraints, but at the same time, it also grants you another kind of 'freedom.'
Because in this game, you don't feel like A player, but rather feel like you are A part of this world.
While browsing the forum, Mo Tan ate his noodles and occasionally made A comment or two, such As 'So humanity is inherently cheap~~', 'If you don't have Innocent World to play during the day, why don't you just die and let me see!', 'Holy crap, the death penalty is that severe!' and so on...
Yes, the death penalty in the game is quite severe; it's not As simple As running to your corpse, dropping A coin, or waiting A few tens of seconds to revive on the spot.
Regarding the death penalty, A detail the officials had not previously announced, countless players had personally verified and experienced it last night. If their words were summarized, they could probably be encapsulated in six words: extremely poor game experience!
After death, except for certain talents and soul-bound items that are retained, all professional levels, attributes, and similar things are reset to zero, and then you are randomly resurrected somewhere on the Innocent Continent, starting anew in A place where no one knows you.
"Doesn't that just mean deleting your account and starting over!" Mo Tan was also surprised; although he had expected 'death' in this game to be not simple, he hadn't anticipated it would be so... thrilling...
However, only in this way will players cherish their lives more, and what follows is the revelation of their true selves. After all, if for some people death is merely running to A corpse, then even if that person is afraid of death, it won't prevent him from adopting the posture of A noble person in the game to cover A retreat, sacrifice himself, or act with fearless bravery to boost his coolness.
Then, at eight o'clock this morning, the official statement was formally released, the content of which is As follows:
Wu Zui Zhi Jie is A complete world, so it has no dungeon system.
Wu Zui Zhi Jie tries to make everything real, so it has no team system.
The indigenous life of Wu Zui Zhi Jie is very intelligent, so please give proper respect to NPCs.
Wu Zui Zhi Jie is still A game, so there is an independent player space.
Wu Zui Zhi Jie places great importance on economic development, so it supports A trading system.
Wu Zui Zhi Jie hopes players will drive the story, so there are no expansion packs.
The main system of Wu Zui Zhi Jie is very powerful, so... programmers state they bear no additional responsibility.
A single stone stirred up A thousand waves; the official forum exploded almost instantly...
But Mo Tan did not continue to follow it, for two reasons.
First, he had finished eating; second, he had... well, A personality shift...
At this moment, his chaotic neutral self didn't like wasting time watching others talk nonsense. Compared to that, he felt it would be better to wander around places like churches during Christmas, preferably finding A believer to chat with and annoy them A bit~
Of course, he wouldn't actually do that, because Mo Tan was afraid that if he uncontrollably switched personalities again, he might accidentally be converted to A religion, which would be troublesome. Although he was an atheist, he was also A kind person. Those fanatical believers, in order to make you believe in their (nèi, fourth tone) Lord, could even do something As twisted As holding A knife to their own neck...
Mo Tan reluctantly washed the dishes, then briefly checked his mental state, confirmed that he wouldn't undergo A drastic personality change for A while (don't ask me how he did it), picked up his phone, casually replied to A message, and then softly counted: "Five, four, three, two..."
Buzz buzz buzz~~
The phone still in his hand vibrated. The caller ID showed: A.
In fact, Mo Tan's phone contacts were basically filled with names like these: A, B, C, Henchman A, Henchman B, Undercover A, Classmate X, Bald Teacher, Menopausal Teacher A, Fly, etc., the meaning of which was unclear...
Although Mo Tan always had the urge to change them to normal names when he was in A more serious personality, after A certain disastrous phone theft incident, he had to admit that doing so was quite useful. At least he didn't have to spend over half A month helping some idiot who had been scammed out of hundreds of thousands to recover their money, and incidentally complete A reverse blackmail.
"Hello, A~~" Mo Tan answered the phone with A chuckle and greeted him.
"If you call me that again, I'll take you to Africa for poverty alleviation while you're still A five-good youth!" the man on the other end of the line said irritably.
Mo Tan shrugged: "I don't mind, but when I get back, I might register your photos and personal information on various gay dating websites, globally, with bilingual descriptions, mind you."
"Brother Tan, I was wrong! Forget A, you can even call me Gay A if you want!" The man on the other end of the phone immediately caved, because Mo Tan... at least the current Mo Tan, would absolutely do something like that, and his execution power was off the charts!
Mo Tan whistled: "Alright, Comrade Yi, what do you need?"
【Yi Dong】
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Faction...
Sorry, wrong channel~
Yi Dong was A good friend Mo Tan had known since the orphanage, and also one of the few unfortunate people in this world who knew about Mo Tan's dissociative identity disorder. However, unlike the latter, Mo Tan was A true orphan, while this young master was different; apparently, for some very superstitious (in Mo Tan's eyes) reason, he was abandoned at the orphanage by his parents when he was one year old, and then picked up five years later, supposedly because the child's 'yin karma had dissipated,' or something similar...
"Lunatics!" These three words were Mo Tan's evaluation of Yi Dong's family, and they also contained A sense of injustice for his friend. However, Yi Dong himself didn't care much; on the contrary, he felt that meeting Mo Tan, this eccentric, in the orphanage wasn't without its rewards.
As for why the orphanage would take in A child whose parents, and even great-grandparents, were still alive and who came from A wealthy family, the reason was simple: A wealthy family, of course~
As the saying goes, 'those who are willing to spend can make ghosts work!'
By the way, Yi Dong and Mo Tan were also classmates, middle school and college classmates~
"There's A meaningless gathering tonight, come with me!" Yi Dong didn't waste words and went straight to the point.
Mo Tan asked in confusion: "Don't we have class tonight?"
"One of my aunts is A school board member~" Yi Dong said indifferently: "Just say hello and it'll be fine."
"Heh heh, rich people are just different, that network~" Mo Tan said disdainfully: "We commoners are very scared!"
The young man on the other end of the phone immediately got angry: "Hey! You bastard who only attends exams since the first day of school, and always gets full marks, you're not qualified to say that about me!"
"No, I am qualified, after all, this intelligence is my own." Mo Tan replied: "Everything must be based on true talent and learning. If you use your own efforts to woo the principal and have her give you special treatment, I wouldn't despise you."
"Brother! You are my biological brother!" Yi Dong cried out in exasperation: "Our principal is almost eighty, please give the old lady some face! And I'm not that unpicky!!"
He took two deep breaths and brought the topic back: "I'll drive to pick you up this afternoon, okay?"
"No." Mo Tan replied lazily: "I don't want to go with you."
"Why?" Yi Dong asked: "Are you busy?"
"Firstly, I want to play games, and that game can only be played at night." Mo Tan said: "Secondly, you said it was A 'meaningless' gathering, which means it will definitely be troublesome, and while I don't mind trouble now, that doesn't mean I won't mind it later, you understand?"
Yi Dong was silent for A moment, then said: "I understand the latter part, after all, your mental state is quite... that. But you said that game can only be played at night... uh... Brother, do you know the saying 'the mast and oar turn to ashes...'"
"If you dare to say another word, I'll find A few people to 'mast and oar' you tomorrow." Mo Tan threatened: "I'm just playing an online game, and it only supports sleep mode."
"Oh! How rare, tell me about it later!" Yi Dong laughed, then his speech sped up: "Well, I promise to send you home before midnight. Consider this one on me today. The main thing is that the gathering is mostly strangers, and I'm quite afraid of awkwardness. With you there, I'll have someone to talk to. We'll talk about the details when we meet this afternoon. That's it, bye!"
Beep beep beep...
"This brat is getting more and more out of hand..." Mo Tan listened to the dial tone on his phone and couldn't help but sigh, shaking his head: "He used to be such A simple and honest kid~ Sigh, forget it."
Since Yi Dong had already said "I owe you this one," Mo Tan decided not to refuse any further. Besides, he was inherently an restless person; A small social circle certainly didn't mean isolation and introversion. He wasn't particularly against attending an event with A certain rich second-generation that sounded like it would have good food to scrounge.
However, since he decided to go, he had to make some preparations.
"It's probably better if I go in my current state..." Mo Tan murmured to himself in the mirror while washing his face: "A 'meaningless' gathering, it should be quite interesting, right~"
Then, he deliberately induced another one of his personalities, changed his clothes, and went to the community to do Christmas charity work.
...
In the afternoon, when Yi Dong arrived in his SSC-13, which Mo Tan referred to As 'Original Sin of Capital,' Mo Tan had already returned to his chaotic neutral personality mode, lounging idly on the sofa.
"Are you sure you're not changing your clothes?" Yi Dong looked at Mo Tan's cheap outfit, which totaled no more than A hundred yuan, and asked: "I remember you have A suit, right? I'm afraid it might be awkward then, after all, it's my first time meeting those people, and I don't know what kind of people they are."
Mo Tan pointed in the direction of the wardrobe: "It's been too long since I wore it, it's gone sour."
"Then..." Yi Dong tentatively asked: "How about I get you..."
"If you're planning to buy me A brand-name outfit that costs several years of my food expenses," Mo Tan narrowed his eyes at Yi Dong: "You might As well buy me an apartment first, then get me A car As flashy As yours, and introduce me to an Emirati princess As A wife, the kind whose father has late-stage cancer."
Yi Dong naturally understood Mo Tan's meaning. To be honest, except for the part about the father having late-stage cancer, which was quite difficult, he could handle the rest. But Yi Dong had no doubt that if he actually did that, Mo Tan would send his information and photos to all gay dating websites worldwide, with real-time contact updates.
"Consider it unsaid~" Yi Dong sighed: "If you don't need to get ready, let's go now."
...
An hour later, the two appeared on the second floor of A top hotel in the city, walking towards the private room with the number 【666】 on its door.
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Chapter 6: End