Chapter 38
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As a member of the King's Guild, Wang Shun is mainly responsible for two tasks because his personal skills are related to information collection. One is to collect clearance data of various games, and the other is to find potential newcomers for the guild and To snare the opponent, Wang Shun originally wanted to report Bai Liu's data, but saw the announcement that the King's Guild was recruiting [Puppet Players] for [Puppet Master], Wang Shun hesitated again.
If Bai Liu was reported to the public now, Bai Liu's superior intelligence and spiritual data would most likely be noticed by [Puppet Master], and it would be easy to be forcibly selected as [Puppet Player].
For ordinary players, being selected as a [puppet player] seems to be a pretty good job, but for a newcomer like Bai Liu with a development potential as high as S level, it would be a pity to be a puppet.
Another point is that when Wang Shun was doing statistical analysis of the data, he found that the panel of the player who had been a [puppet player] for this [string puppet master] had never risen again after being a puppet, or It rose very slowly.
On the other hand, [String Puppeteer], the intelligence point has risen from only 71 points to 93 points, and the other panel attributes are also soaring.
These data are only known by Wang Shun, who does data collection and analysis within the King’s Guild. He guessed a long time ago that the personal skill of [Puppeteer] is not only [Manipulation of Players], but also [Potential Absorption], but now many Players know that [Puppeteer with String] only has the skill of [manipulating players].
Many players who were judged by Wang Shun as high potential eventually fell into the arms of [Puppet Master], became puppets, gradually became mediocre, and then were abandoned by [Puppeteer] or simply abandoned. Died in the game, from a piece of jade that can emit luster after being polished, it has completely turned into a piece of mud that has been sucked dry and crushed.
While Wang Shun felt sorry, he also had to accept this helpless reality.
This is how the weak prey on the strong in the game. After the low-level players are squeezed out of the remaining value, they will be discarded by the guild or the strong. Here, the most worthless thing is not a slow-moving discounted product that costs one point, but human life.
So joining the guild is not necessarily the best choice for a very eye-catching player like Bailiu. It is too easy to be restrained by the rules and regulations in the guild and then used by higher-level players. Mu Sicheng also saw through this back then, so he bit Died without joining the King's Guild.
Coincidentally, the one who saw Mu Sicheng and asked Mu Sicheng to join the King's Guild was also this "Puppet Master with Strings". Mu Sicheng directly said that he would not be anyone's puppet, be dominated by anyone, and refused Invited by the puppeteer.
Later, Mu Sicheng suffered a lot at the hands of this puppet master. Later, he became very powerful, and his ranking gradually climbed to about 300 in the comprehensive scoreboard before he was let go by the "Puppet Master".
However, Bai Liu, a rookie player with great potential who is currently ranked over 3,000, is not so easy to be let go by [Puppet Master].
Although Wang Shun did not submit Bai Liu's personal information to the King's Guild out of selfishness, Bai Liu's eye-catching performance and panel data still attracted the attention of [Puppet Master].
[String Puppeteer] has been stuck here for a long time at [intelligence value 93 points], he needs a player with high intelligence as his [nutrition] for developing intelligence.
Is there any better nourishment than Bai Liu, a rookie player who has only played a single game? there is none left.
Wang Shun wanted to remind Bai Liu to pay attention to this [Puppeteer with Thread], and the person from [Puppet String] was also looking for Bai Liu, but Bai Liu wore a colorful chicken nest head and black lipstick, even if Bai Liu was standing now In front of Lu Yizhan, who has been playing with Bai Liu for more than ten years, Lu Yizhan may not even recognize that the person in front of him is Bai Liu.
Unexpectedly, someone recognized Bai Liu through his strange appearance.
Mu Sicheng folded his chest and looked at Bai Liu who was standing at the entrance of the game without saying a word: "...Bai Liu, what did the real world do to you, turning you into this indistinguishable human and animal appearance in just a few days? "
"Can you recognize me?" Bai Liu was a little surprised.
He swaggered through the hall several times with this face on his face, but no one recognized him, but Mu Sicheng recognized him without a doubt once he met him.
Mu Sicheng smiled smugly, showing one side of his little tiger teeth: "Unexpectedly, Bai Liu, I can recognize you no matter how you pretend, I said that I will let you steal all the things you stole from me last time." Come back, you can't escape! I can find you!"
"If you don't recognize people by appearance..." Bai Liu glanced at the weird hip-hop monkey on Mu Sicheng's hat, "You recognized me by smell, right? Your skills are related to this monkey? Strengthen the five senses ?”
Mu Sicheng's smile became stronger and stronger: "Wrong guess~ My personal skill is not to strengthen the five senses, but I did recognize you by the sense of smell. You have a strong smell of copper, or money. .”
"That should smell good." Bai Liu was noncommittal, he looked at Mu Sicheng calmly, "What do you want from me?"
"A player is looking for another player—" Mu Sicheng looked up at the huge game login entrance behind Bailiu, the smile on his face was dim, and the red light in his eyes flickered, "—Of course it's for playing games, I don't Allowing you to hunker down in a single-player game is so boring, and the death rate is too low."
Bai Liu nodded in agreement: "After I found out that the point rewards of multiplayer games are ten times those of single-player games, I gave up this poor division."
"..." Mu Sicheng was stuck trying to scare Bai Liu, he looked at Bai Liu who was really carefully selecting the multiplayer games he wanted to enter, and asked dejectedly, "No, Bai Liu, go to the multiplayer game." The game is easy to die, aren't you afraid?"
Next to the login entrance behind Bai Liu is a huge projection screen, with covers and names of various games randomly distributed on it.
Bai Liu used his arm to support his chin to select the game he wanted to enter, his eyes quickly browsed these games, and did not give Mu Sicheng a superfluous look, he said lightly: "In an objective sense, I have the fear of death, but this This fear is nothing compared to the fear that poverty brings me."
Mu Sicheng didn't understand Bai Liu's brain circuit at all, but the depression Bai Liu brought to him was very real: "No, you don't panic when you enter this game? You are too calm, right?"
Bai Liu stared at the game on the screen, and talked with Mu Sicheng with two purposes, "The reason why I am calm and not afraid may be that I come to this game with the mentality of coming to work."
"Come to work?" Mu Sicheng was completely speechless, "Are you coming to work in a horror game?"
"Yes, I can work once a week and have five days off, and I can earn at least 200,000 yuan for a good job. No boss will deduct my bonus and salary, and I don't need to deal with some human beings who can't understand me during the whole process, yes They pretended to be false or barely communicated, and I just had to do what I was good at - playing horror games."
Finally, Bai Liu was willing to turn around and look at Mu Sicheng, he shrugged, "Except for the slightly higher death rate, but I often stay up late when I work in the real world, and it doesn't matter when I die suddenly, so the high death rate is also It can be ignored, but in summary, this is an ideal job with high income for me, and I can never find this kind of job in the real world, so it is difficult to have any fear of games.”
Mu Sicheng: "..."
Mu Sicheng felt that he was fucking convinced by Bai Liu.
"Can I ask?" Bai Liu asked Mu Sicheng, pointing to the various games on the huge wall, "Are there only 100 horror games on this screen in this game? Judging from the number of TVs and players, 100 is a bit too small, I would like to ask if there are other games?"
In the forum, there are usually many discussions about a certain player and a certain specific game, but there is no relevant discussion on the basic mechanism of this kind of game. Bai Liu went shopping for a while and found no popular science posts related to the game. When he came to the door, Bai Liu just happened to regard him as a questioning object.
"There are far more types of horror games in this game, and we don't know how many there are." Mu Sicheng spread his hands, "It's just that this wall will only project 100 types of games each time, and when these 100 games are all After a player has logged in to full capacity, the screen will be refreshed, and a new game will appear on the screen, but sometimes there will be a game that is the same as the last time."
Bai Liu rubbed his chin: "That is to say, this game has a general game "question bank". Players like us don't know exactly how many games this question bank contains."
"Every time the system randomly or non-randomly selects 100 kinds of game questions from this question bank and puts them on this screen, let us players as candidates choose one of the game questions to answer. Sometimes if we are lucky, we will encounter heavy questions. , sometimes all the questions may be new, does that mean?"
"That's right." Mu Sicheng said.
"Well, if that's the case, no wonder there are guilds in this game."
Bai Liu was thoughtful, "The guilds in the early games should summarize the [answers] of some [relevant questions] in the game that have appeared, that is, how to pass the level quickly and safely, as an internal information sharing, and through this to recruit powerful players. newcomer."
"And players with strength or potential can open up wasteland to play some new games to accumulate [answers], and they will get more resources from the guild, but with the existence of [live broadcast], the [answers] of the game are open to a certain level. This kind of system cannot exist for a long time, the current guild should not rely on the game [answer] to develop, it should have reached the stage of relying on the advanced players in the guild who have grown up."
"If I want to develop the guild, I should let the high-level players lead the low-level players to pass the level, but the low-level players need to pay certain points to the high-level players, which is equivalent to remuneration, and certain points to the guild, which is equivalent to paying taxes."
"At the same time, the items obtained by the low-level players will be fully distributed by the guild, and most of them will flow into the pockets of the high-level players, so as to keep the high-level players from staying in the guild." Bai Liu sighed, "But this will inevitably lead to the high-level players. The exploitation of low-level players has curbed the development of low-level players. Because many low-level players have no props and personal skills, they can only survive as subordinates of high-level players in the guild."
"But there are a steady stream of newcomers joining the guild, so that the exploited low-level players can exploit the newcomers, and the guild can only exist in a stable way by forming a chain of exploitation layer by layer. Tsk, newcomers are equivalent to low-level leeks, no wonder there are so many low-level players in this game You are so malicious towards me, a newcomer."
Bai Liu had seen the forums where he was torn to pieces, but he didn't care much about it, and now he understands a little bit.
Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded: "..."
What Bai Liu said was absolutely correct, almost verbatim with what Mu Sicheng knew about the current situation of the guild.
Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng strangely: "Why do you look at me with such strange eyes?"
"I was thinking..." Mu Sicheng's face was full of vicissitudes, "Is your intelligence value really only 89?"
It's fucking outrageous! How did this thing come to be inferred!
He just answered the question about the type of game. This guy has already turned over and straightened out the guild system in the entire game!
"Many newcomers join the guild in order to survive, because the high-players in the guild will indeed protect them to pass the level. Although they need to pay one-third of the points they get for clearing the level, it is indeed safer and not easy to die. But a high-potential player like you Newcomers should be trained directly, and I just wanted to ask you why you didn't join the guild." Mu Sicheng ripped open a lollipop to hold it in depression, "Now I don't think I need to ask."
"Because it's stupid to join a guild." Bai Liu said bluntly, "In this kind of game that will kill people, there won't be any public welfare organizations, and it will definitely be profitable for you."
"Although in the short term, the guild will help you reduce the death rate, but you have been cowardly paying a lot of points to the guild. In this kind of game that requires personal expressiveness to attract the audience, it is self-defeating. Wait until the guild can no longer steal from you. If you get any benefits, you will definitely give up, and most of your points and props will be handed over. If you don’t have any capital to survive independently, you will definitely die.”
Mu Sicheng looked at Bai Liu in amazement, and he looked at Bai Liu with a little interest: "What do you do in the real world, why are you so clear about the operation of this... guild organization?"
Indeed, many low-level players who are useless are rarely brought by high-level guild players in the later stage.
“Most companies in the world operate in this way, relying on drawing big cakes and so-called internal resources to attract employees, and then when employees stay up late until productivity drops, they will fire you and recruit younger employees to squeeze. "
Bai Liu remained expressionless, "In the real world, I am just a low-level social animal who has been fired and exploited, so it is absolutely impossible for me to join the guild and be exploited after entering the game."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
This guy exudes a strong resentment when he talks about the social animal life in the real world...
"Then have you decided what game to play?" Mu Sicheng glanced at the screen, "Is there a game you like on it? Or do you want to watch it again?"
"The login limit for a single-player game is 100, and all single-player games on this screen are already fully logged in." Mu Sicheng pointed to a [full] symbol in the lower right corner of a game icon, holding a lollipop Introduce to Bai Liu vaguely, "No, if there is this mark [full] on the game icon, it means that the game has already been logged in and no new players can be logged in."
"As for multiplayer games, each multiplayer game has a different login limit. I have played with only 4 players, and 50 players. It depends on the specific game. By the way, this "Ghost Tower", "Doomsday City" , and this Ghostly Powered multiplayer game are games that have come before."
Mu Sicheng casually pointed to a few games, "Do you want to play these? I can help you find some customs clearance information for these games, but I won't give them to you for free."
"No." Bai Liu refused without hesitation, "Even if I have the information, I will definitely react much slower when playing old games than those guild players who have played many times. It is easy to be preemptive. My advantage needs new games to play."
"This is true." Mu Sicheng bit the lollipop, "You are quite adventurous, most newcomers will still go to the old game for stability."
"My goal is to make money, not to survive." Bai Liu replied flatly, "I need to win, I need to be the first in order to get enough points."
"You are really strange——" Mu Sicheng thought for a while, gave up the idea of understanding Bai Liu, and wrinkled his nose in confusion, "You earn so many points, if you die in the game, You have nowhere to spend it."
Bai Liu replied naturally: "I earn points not for spending, but for hoarding, and—" He suddenly made a very strange smile, and Bai Liu turned to look at Mu Sicheng who was stunned by his sudden smile , "Do you think I will die in the game?"
"I'm still a little confident. Playing horror games is what I'm best at. Maybe I won't die so easily." Bai Liu smiled, "I'm better at designing levels in games for other players to die, but I I have never died in a game designed by others."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
What the hell does this guy do in real life! Are you really not a criminal?
"Why is there no logged-in player in this game?" Bai Liu tapped the game icon on the screen with the image of a train burning in fire, the icon enlarged and fell into the game manager on Bai Liu's chest, Bai Liu clicked on the icon to view the specific information of the game , ""Burst Last Train"?"
A hundred games on this screen are almost full, but this game is still empty, which is a bit conspicuous and weird.
[Game dungeon name: "Burst Last Train"]
[Level: Level 2 (Games with a player death rate greater than 50% and less than 80% are Level 2 games)]
[Mode: Multiplayer Mode (0/7)]
[Comprehensive description: This is an exciting collection-oriented multiplayer game. The last train burning in the fire, the shattered glass fragments and the charred corpse hanging from the hanging ring have made many players linger and forget to return, and they will stay here forever~]
Seeing this icon, Mu Sicheng frowned: "You want to play this?"
"What's wrong with this game?" Bai Liu asked.
Mu Sicheng paused: "This is actually an old game that has appeared on the game screen several times, but there is currently no clearance information."
Bai Liu instantly understood, it has appeared several times, and the refresh system of the game wall here is that all games must be full to be refreshed, so there should be several groups of players who have entered.
But there is no clearance record... Bai Liu looked sideways at Mu Sicheng: "The players who entered before are all dead?"
"It's strange, if no player has cleared the level..." Bai Liu's eyes swept over the icon of "Burst Last Train", and he tapped twice on the line of [Death Rate], "The death rate in this game How is less than 80% greater than 50% measured? Judging from the data of all players being wiped out, the death rate should be 100%."
Mu Sicheng refuted Bai Liu disapprovingly: "This is just a way of grading games, almost all games have this grading."
"If according to what you said, the death rate of the game is an actual measurement, then any game whose death rate is not 100% should have cleared players and cleared data, but I watched the video in the vip library and asked a lot about qualifications Very old master, I really haven’t found any players who have cleared this "Burst Last Train", I think there are indeed no players who have cleared the level."
Bai Liu suddenly took a meaningful look at Mu Sicheng: "Just because you didn't find out, doesn't mean you didn't."
"The death rate of "Burst Last Train" is between 80% and 50%. If according to what you said, at least 20% of the players who have passed this "Burst Last Train" really exist—" Mu Sicheng was very unconvinced He retorted, "Such a not-so-small group of players have been on the small TV and successfully cleared the level. They will always post forum posts, or who has seen the small TV or the video. It is impossible that there is no trace of it?"
"How many players do you think there are in this game?" Bai Liu turned his head and looked directly at Mu Sicheng.
Mu Sicheng was taken aback by the question: "I don't know, but there should be a lot."
"Has such a not-so-small group of players like us ever had any traces of existence in real life?"
Bai Liu asked back unhurriedly, "Can everything we related to this game be seen by people in the real world? No matter what form we post about this game, it can exist and form traces, or can be seen by people in the real world. Does anyone remember? For those players who didn't enter the game, is there any trace of [player]? Of course not."
Mu Sicheng was completely stunned by Bai Liu's question.
Bai Liu asked the last question unhurriedly: "Okay, now back to the first question, we game [players] have no trace of existence in the real world, so do you think we exist?"
"Of course we exist." Bai Liu replied quickly, "The traces of our existence have just been erased by others, so is it possible that at least 20% of the players who have cleared "Burst Last Train" are also like this? They The traces of existence were erased by the game or the system?"
Mu Sicheng was enlightened: "Their customs clearance data and player data have been deleted!"
"It's very likely that they have also been "deleted"." Bai Liu looked at the icon of "Burst Last Train", "These players who have passed the level are probably dead, otherwise they would not come to the game for a second time."
Mu Sicheng got goose bumps from Bai Liu's words, but he was still a little upset: "But everything you said is based on the actual measurement of [game death rate], but if [player death rate] in the game 】If this thing is a virtual measurement..."
Mu Sicheng was startled when he said this.
Bai Liu raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Sicheng: "I believe you should have discovered by now that the death rate is a statistic that cannot be measured virtually."
"Have you ever studied statistics?" Bai Liu asked Mu Sicheng, "In statistics, there are two values that must be measured, one is the birth rate, and the other is the death rate."
As he spoke, he casually clicked twice on the icon of "Burst Last Train" on his game panel. Under Mu Sicheng's horrified eyes and screams, Bai Liu slowly entered the game.
Mu Sicheng collapsed: "Why did you go in all of a sudden!!"
Bai Liu gradually faded before Mu Sicheng's eyes, and he thought about answering Mu Sicheng's words: "I am very curious about the player data of the "Burst Last Train" that the system has specially deleted. The deeper something is hidden, the more profitable it is..."
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As a member of the King's Guild, Wang Shun is mainly responsible for two tasks because his personal skills are related to information collection. One is to collect clearance data of various games, and the other is to find potential newcomers for the guild and To snare the opponent, Wang Shun originally wanted to report Bai Liu's data, but saw the announcement that the King's Guild was recruiting [Puppet Players] for [Puppet Master], Wang Shun hesitated again.
If Bai Liu was reported to the public now, Bai Liu's superior intelligence and spiritual data would most likely be noticed by [Puppet Master], and it would be easy to be forcibly selected as [Puppet Player].
For ordinary players, being selected as a [puppet player] seems to be a pretty good job, but for a newcomer like Bai Liu with a development potential as high as S level, it would be a pity to be a puppet.
Another point is that when Wang Shun was doing statistical analysis of the data, he found that the panel of the player who had been a [puppet player] for this [string puppet master] had never risen again after being a puppet, or It rose very slowly.
On the other hand, [String Puppeteer], the intelligence point has risen from only 71 points to 93 points, and the other panel attributes are also soaring.
These data are only known by Wang Shun, who does data collection and analysis within the King’s Guild. He guessed a long time ago that the personal skill of [Puppeteer] is not only [Manipulation of Players], but also [Potential Absorption], but now many Players know that [Puppeteer with String] only has the skill of [manipulating players].
Many players who were judged by Wang Shun as high potential eventually fell into the arms of [Puppet Master], became puppets, gradually became mediocre, and then were abandoned by [Puppeteer] or simply abandoned. Died in the game, from a piece of jade that can emit luster after being polished, it has completely turned into a piece of mud that has been sucked dry and crushed.
While Wang Shun felt sorry, he also had to accept this helpless reality.
This is how the weak prey on the strong in the game. After the low-level players are squeezed out of the remaining value, they will be discarded by the guild or the strong. Here, the most worthless thing is not a slow-moving discounted product that costs one point, but human life.
So joining the guild is not necessarily the best choice for a very eye-catching player like Bailiu. It is too easy to be restrained by the rules and regulations in the guild and then used by higher-level players. Mu Sicheng also saw through this back then, so he bit Died without joining the King's Guild.
Coincidentally, the one who saw Mu Sicheng and asked Mu Sicheng to join the King's Guild was also this "Puppet Master with Strings". Mu Sicheng directly said that he would not be anyone's puppet, be dominated by anyone, and refused Invited by the puppeteer.
Later, Mu Sicheng suffered a lot at the hands of this puppet master. Later, he became very powerful, and his ranking gradually climbed to about 300 in the comprehensive scoreboard before he was let go by the "Puppet Master".
However, Bai Liu, a rookie player with great potential who is currently ranked over 3,000, is not so easy to be let go by [Puppet Master].
Although Wang Shun did not submit Bai Liu's personal information to the King's Guild out of selfishness, Bai Liu's eye-catching performance and panel data still attracted the attention of [Puppet Master].
[String Puppeteer] has been stuck here for a long time at [intelligence value 93 points], he needs a player with high intelligence as his [nutrition] for developing intelligence.
Is there any better nourishment than Bai Liu, a rookie player who has only played a single game? there is none left.
Wang Shun wanted to remind Bai Liu to pay attention to this [Puppeteer with Thread], and the person from [Puppet String] was also looking for Bai Liu, but Bai Liu wore a colorful chicken nest head and black lipstick, even if Bai Liu was standing now In front of Lu Yizhan, who has been playing with Bai Liu for more than ten years, Lu Yizhan may not even recognize that the person in front of him is Bai Liu.
Unexpectedly, someone recognized Bai Liu through his strange appearance.
Mu Sicheng folded his chest and looked at Bai Liu who was standing at the entrance of the game without saying a word: "...Bai Liu, what did the real world do to you, turning you into this indistinguishable human and animal appearance in just a few days? "
"Can you recognize me?" Bai Liu was a little surprised.
He swaggered through the hall several times with this face on his face, but no one recognized him, but Mu Sicheng recognized him without a doubt once he met him.
Mu Sicheng smiled smugly, showing one side of his little tiger teeth: "Unexpectedly, Bai Liu, I can recognize you no matter how you pretend, I said that I will let you steal all the things you stole from me last time." Come back, you can't escape! I can find you!"
"If you don't recognize people by appearance..." Bai Liu glanced at the weird hip-hop monkey on Mu Sicheng's hat, "You recognized me by smell, right? Your skills are related to this monkey? Strengthen the five senses ?”
Mu Sicheng's smile became stronger and stronger: "Wrong guess~ My personal skill is not to strengthen the five senses, but I did recognize you by the sense of smell. You have a strong smell of copper, or money. .”
"That should smell good." Bai Liu was noncommittal, he looked at Mu Sicheng calmly, "What do you want from me?"
"A player is looking for another player—" Mu Sicheng looked up at the huge game login entrance behind Bailiu, the smile on his face was dim, and the red light in his eyes flickered, "—Of course it's for playing games, I don't Allowing you to hunker down in a single-player game is so boring, and the death rate is too low."
Bai Liu nodded in agreement: "After I found out that the point rewards of multiplayer games are ten times those of single-player games, I gave up this poor division."
"..." Mu Sicheng was stuck trying to scare Bai Liu, he looked at Bai Liu who was really carefully selecting the multiplayer games he wanted to enter, and asked dejectedly, "No, Bai Liu, go to the multiplayer game." The game is easy to die, aren't you afraid?"
Next to the login entrance behind Bai Liu is a huge projection screen, with covers and names of various games randomly distributed on it.
Bai Liu used his arm to support his chin to select the game he wanted to enter, his eyes quickly browsed these games, and did not give Mu Sicheng a superfluous look, he said lightly: "In an objective sense, I have the fear of death, but this This fear is nothing compared to the fear that poverty brings me."
Mu Sicheng didn't understand Bai Liu's brain circuit at all, but the depression Bai Liu brought to him was very real: "No, you don't panic when you enter this game? You are too calm, right?"
Bai Liu stared at the game on the screen, and talked with Mu Sicheng with two purposes, "The reason why I am calm and not afraid may be that I come to this game with the mentality of coming to work."
"Come to work?" Mu Sicheng was completely speechless, "Are you coming to work in a horror game?"
"Yes, I can work once a week and have five days off, and I can earn at least 200,000 yuan for a good job. No boss will deduct my bonus and salary, and I don't need to deal with some human beings who can't understand me during the whole process, yes They pretended to be false or barely communicated, and I just had to do what I was good at - playing horror games."
Finally, Bai Liu was willing to turn around and look at Mu Sicheng, he shrugged, "Except for the slightly higher death rate, but I often stay up late when I work in the real world, and it doesn't matter when I die suddenly, so the high death rate is also It can be ignored, but in summary, this is an ideal job with high income for me, and I can never find this kind of job in the real world, so it is difficult to have any fear of games.”
Mu Sicheng: "..."
Mu Sicheng felt that he was fucking convinced by Bai Liu.
"Can I ask?" Bai Liu asked Mu Sicheng, pointing to the various games on the huge wall, "Are there only 100 horror games on this screen in this game? Judging from the number of TVs and players, 100 is a bit too small, I would like to ask if there are other games?"
In the forum, there are usually many discussions about a certain player and a certain specific game, but there is no relevant discussion on the basic mechanism of this kind of game. Bai Liu went shopping for a while and found no popular science posts related to the game. When he came to the door, Bai Liu just happened to regard him as a questioning object.
"There are far more types of horror games in this game, and we don't know how many there are." Mu Sicheng spread his hands, "It's just that this wall will only project 100 types of games each time, and when these 100 games are all After a player has logged in to full capacity, the screen will be refreshed, and a new game will appear on the screen, but sometimes there will be a game that is the same as the last time."
Bai Liu rubbed his chin: "That is to say, this game has a general game "question bank". Players like us don't know exactly how many games this question bank contains."
"Every time the system randomly or non-randomly selects 100 kinds of game questions from this question bank and puts them on this screen, let us players as candidates choose one of the game questions to answer. Sometimes if we are lucky, we will encounter heavy questions. , sometimes all the questions may be new, does that mean?"
"That's right." Mu Sicheng said.
"Well, if that's the case, no wonder there are guilds in this game."
Bai Liu was thoughtful, "The guilds in the early games should summarize the [answers] of some [relevant questions] in the game that have appeared, that is, how to pass the level quickly and safely, as an internal information sharing, and through this to recruit powerful players. newcomer."
"And players with strength or potential can open up wasteland to play some new games to accumulate [answers], and they will get more resources from the guild, but with the existence of [live broadcast], the [answers] of the game are open to a certain level. This kind of system cannot exist for a long time, the current guild should not rely on the game [answer] to develop, it should have reached the stage of relying on the advanced players in the guild who have grown up."
"If I want to develop the guild, I should let the high-level players lead the low-level players to pass the level, but the low-level players need to pay certain points to the high-level players, which is equivalent to remuneration, and certain points to the guild, which is equivalent to paying taxes."
"At the same time, the items obtained by the low-level players will be fully distributed by the guild, and most of them will flow into the pockets of the high-level players, so as to keep the high-level players from staying in the guild." Bai Liu sighed, "But this will inevitably lead to the high-level players. The exploitation of low-level players has curbed the development of low-level players. Because many low-level players have no props and personal skills, they can only survive as subordinates of high-level players in the guild."
"But there are a steady stream of newcomers joining the guild, so that the exploited low-level players can exploit the newcomers, and the guild can only exist in a stable way by forming a chain of exploitation layer by layer. Tsk, newcomers are equivalent to low-level leeks, no wonder there are so many low-level players in this game You are so malicious towards me, a newcomer."
Bai Liu had seen the forums where he was torn to pieces, but he didn't care much about it, and now he understands a little bit.
Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded: "..."
What Bai Liu said was absolutely correct, almost verbatim with what Mu Sicheng knew about the current situation of the guild.
Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng strangely: "Why do you look at me with such strange eyes?"
"I was thinking..." Mu Sicheng's face was full of vicissitudes, "Is your intelligence value really only 89?"
It's fucking outrageous! How did this thing come to be inferred!
He just answered the question about the type of game. This guy has already turned over and straightened out the guild system in the entire game!
"Many newcomers join the guild in order to survive, because the high-players in the guild will indeed protect them to pass the level. Although they need to pay one-third of the points they get for clearing the level, it is indeed safer and not easy to die. But a high-potential player like you Newcomers should be trained directly, and I just wanted to ask you why you didn't join the guild." Mu Sicheng ripped open a lollipop to hold it in depression, "Now I don't think I need to ask."
"Because it's stupid to join a guild." Bai Liu said bluntly, "In this kind of game that will kill people, there won't be any public welfare organizations, and it will definitely be profitable for you."
"Although in the short term, the guild will help you reduce the death rate, but you have been cowardly paying a lot of points to the guild. In this kind of game that requires personal expressiveness to attract the audience, it is self-defeating. Wait until the guild can no longer steal from you. If you get any benefits, you will definitely give up, and most of your points and props will be handed over. If you don’t have any capital to survive independently, you will definitely die.”
Mu Sicheng looked at Bai Liu in amazement, and he looked at Bai Liu with a little interest: "What do you do in the real world, why are you so clear about the operation of this... guild organization?"
Indeed, many low-level players who are useless are rarely brought by high-level guild players in the later stage.
“Most companies in the world operate in this way, relying on drawing big cakes and so-called internal resources to attract employees, and then when employees stay up late until productivity drops, they will fire you and recruit younger employees to squeeze. "
Bai Liu remained expressionless, "In the real world, I am just a low-level social animal who has been fired and exploited, so it is absolutely impossible for me to join the guild and be exploited after entering the game."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
This guy exudes a strong resentment when he talks about the social animal life in the real world...
"Then have you decided what game to play?" Mu Sicheng glanced at the screen, "Is there a game you like on it? Or do you want to watch it again?"
"The login limit for a single-player game is 100, and all single-player games on this screen are already fully logged in." Mu Sicheng pointed to a [full] symbol in the lower right corner of a game icon, holding a lollipop Introduce to Bai Liu vaguely, "No, if there is this mark [full] on the game icon, it means that the game has already been logged in and no new players can be logged in."
"As for multiplayer games, each multiplayer game has a different login limit. I have played with only 4 players, and 50 players. It depends on the specific game. By the way, this "Ghost Tower", "Doomsday City" , and this Ghostly Powered multiplayer game are games that have come before."
Mu Sicheng casually pointed to a few games, "Do you want to play these? I can help you find some customs clearance information for these games, but I won't give them to you for free."
"No." Bai Liu refused without hesitation, "Even if I have the information, I will definitely react much slower when playing old games than those guild players who have played many times. It is easy to be preemptive. My advantage needs new games to play."
"This is true." Mu Sicheng bit the lollipop, "You are quite adventurous, most newcomers will still go to the old game for stability."
"My goal is to make money, not to survive." Bai Liu replied flatly, "I need to win, I need to be the first in order to get enough points."
"You are really strange——" Mu Sicheng thought for a while, gave up the idea of understanding Bai Liu, and wrinkled his nose in confusion, "You earn so many points, if you die in the game, You have nowhere to spend it."
Bai Liu replied naturally: "I earn points not for spending, but for hoarding, and—" He suddenly made a very strange smile, and Bai Liu turned to look at Mu Sicheng who was stunned by his sudden smile , "Do you think I will die in the game?"
"I'm still a little confident. Playing horror games is what I'm best at. Maybe I won't die so easily." Bai Liu smiled, "I'm better at designing levels in games for other players to die, but I I have never died in a game designed by others."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
What the hell does this guy do in real life! Are you really not a criminal?
"Why is there no logged-in player in this game?" Bai Liu tapped the game icon on the screen with the image of a train burning in fire, the icon enlarged and fell into the game manager on Bai Liu's chest, Bai Liu clicked on the icon to view the specific information of the game , ""Burst Last Train"?"
A hundred games on this screen are almost full, but this game is still empty, which is a bit conspicuous and weird.
[Game dungeon name: "Burst Last Train"]
[Level: Level 2 (Games with a player death rate greater than 50% and less than 80% are Level 2 games)]
[Mode: Multiplayer Mode (0/7)]
[Comprehensive description: This is an exciting collection-oriented multiplayer game. The last train burning in the fire, the shattered glass fragments and the charred corpse hanging from the hanging ring have made many players linger and forget to return, and they will stay here forever~]
Seeing this icon, Mu Sicheng frowned: "You want to play this?"
"What's wrong with this game?" Bai Liu asked.
Mu Sicheng paused: "This is actually an old game that has appeared on the game screen several times, but there is currently no clearance information."
Bai Liu instantly understood, it has appeared several times, and the refresh system of the game wall here is that all games must be full to be refreshed, so there should be several groups of players who have entered.
But there is no clearance record... Bai Liu looked sideways at Mu Sicheng: "The players who entered before are all dead?"
"It's strange, if no player has cleared the level..." Bai Liu's eyes swept over the icon of "Burst Last Train", and he tapped twice on the line of [Death Rate], "The death rate in this game How is less than 80% greater than 50% measured? Judging from the data of all players being wiped out, the death rate should be 100%."
Mu Sicheng refuted Bai Liu disapprovingly: "This is just a way of grading games, almost all games have this grading."
"If according to what you said, the death rate of the game is an actual measurement, then any game whose death rate is not 100% should have cleared players and cleared data, but I watched the video in the vip library and asked a lot about qualifications Very old master, I really haven’t found any players who have cleared this "Burst Last Train", I think there are indeed no players who have cleared the level."
Bai Liu suddenly took a meaningful look at Mu Sicheng: "Just because you didn't find out, doesn't mean you didn't."
"The death rate of "Burst Last Train" is between 80% and 50%. If according to what you said, at least 20% of the players who have passed this "Burst Last Train" really exist—" Mu Sicheng was very unconvinced He retorted, "Such a not-so-small group of players have been on the small TV and successfully cleared the level. They will always post forum posts, or who has seen the small TV or the video. It is impossible that there is no trace of it?"
"How many players do you think there are in this game?" Bai Liu turned his head and looked directly at Mu Sicheng.
Mu Sicheng was taken aback by the question: "I don't know, but there should be a lot."
"Has such a not-so-small group of players like us ever had any traces of existence in real life?"
Bai Liu asked back unhurriedly, "Can everything we related to this game be seen by people in the real world? No matter what form we post about this game, it can exist and form traces, or can be seen by people in the real world. Does anyone remember? For those players who didn't enter the game, is there any trace of [player]? Of course not."
Mu Sicheng was completely stunned by Bai Liu's question.
Bai Liu asked the last question unhurriedly: "Okay, now back to the first question, we game [players] have no trace of existence in the real world, so do you think we exist?"
"Of course we exist." Bai Liu replied quickly, "The traces of our existence have just been erased by others, so is it possible that at least 20% of the players who have cleared "Burst Last Train" are also like this? They The traces of existence were erased by the game or the system?"
Mu Sicheng was enlightened: "Their customs clearance data and player data have been deleted!"
"It's very likely that they have also been "deleted"." Bai Liu looked at the icon of "Burst Last Train", "These players who have passed the level are probably dead, otherwise they would not come to the game for a second time."
Mu Sicheng got goose bumps from Bai Liu's words, but he was still a little upset: "But everything you said is based on the actual measurement of [game death rate], but if [player death rate] in the game 】If this thing is a virtual measurement..."
Mu Sicheng was startled when he said this.
Bai Liu raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Sicheng: "I believe you should have discovered by now that the death rate is a statistic that cannot be measured virtually."
"Have you ever studied statistics?" Bai Liu asked Mu Sicheng, "In statistics, there are two values that must be measured, one is the birth rate, and the other is the death rate."
As he spoke, he casually clicked twice on the icon of "Burst Last Train" on his game panel. Under Mu Sicheng's horrified eyes and screams, Bai Liu slowly entered the game.
Mu Sicheng collapsed: "Why did you go in all of a sudden!!"
Bai Liu gradually faded before Mu Sicheng's eyes, and he thought about answering Mu Sicheng's words: "I am very curious about the player data of the "Burst Last Train" that the system has specially deleted. The deeper something is hidden, the more profitable it is..."
[The game "Burst Last Train" has collected one player, and six players are needed to start]
As a member of the King's Guild, Wang Shun is mainly responsible for two tasks because his personal skills are related to information collection. One is to collect clearance data of various games, and the other is to find potential newcomers for the guild and To snare the opponent, Wang Shun originally wanted to report Bai Liu's data, but saw the announcement that the King's Guild was recruiting Puppet Players for Puppet Master, Wang Shun hesitated again. If Bai Liu was reported to the public now, Bai Liu's superior intelligence and spiritual data would most likely be noticed by Puppet Master, and it would be easy to be forcibly selected as Puppet Player. For ordinary players, being selected as a puppet player seems to be a pretty good job, but for a newcomer like Bai Liu with a development potential as high as S level, it would be a pity to be a puppet. Another point is that when Wang Shun was doing statistical analysis of the data, he found that the panel of the player who had been a puppet player for this string puppet master had never risen again after being a puppet, or It rose very slowly. On the other hand, String Puppeteer, the intelligence point has risen from only 71 points to 93 points, and the other panel attributes are also soaring. These data are only known by Wang Shun, who does data collection and analysis within the King's Guild. He guessed a long time ago that the personal skill of Puppeteer is not only Manipulation of Players, but also Potential Absorption, but now many Players know that Puppeteer with String only has the skill of manipulating players. Many players who were judged by Wang Shun as high potential eventually fell into the arms of Puppet Master, became puppets, gradually became mediocre, and then were abandoned by Puppeteer or simply abandoned. Died in the game, from a piece of jade that can emit luster after being polished, it has completely turned into a piece of mud that has been sucked dry and crushed. While Wang Shun felt sorry, he also had to accept this helpless reality. This is how the weak prey on the strong in the game. After the low-level players are squeezed out of the remaining value, they will be discarded by the guild or the strong. Here, the most worthless thing is not a slow-moving discounted product that costs one point, but human life. So joining the guild is not necessarily the best choice for a very eye-catching player like Bailiu. It is too easy to be restrained by the rules and regulations in the guild and then used by higher-level players. Mu Sicheng also saw through this back then, so he bit Died without joining the King's Guild. Coincidentally, the one who saw Mu Sicheng and asked Mu Sicheng to join the King's Guild was also this "Puppet Master with Strings". Mu Sicheng directly said that he would not be anyone's puppet, be dominated by anyone, and refused Invited by the puppeteer. Later, Mu Sicheng suffered a lot at the hands of this puppet master. Later, he became very powerful, and his ranking gradually climbed to about 300 in the comprehensive scoreboard before he was let go by the "Puppet Master". However, Bai Liu, a rookie player with great potential who is currently ranked over 3,000, is not so easy to be let go by Puppet Master. Although Wang Shun did not submit Bai Liu's personal information to the King's Guild out of selfishness, Bai Liu's eye-catching performance and panel data still attracted the attention of Puppet Master. String Puppeteer has been stuck here for a long time at intelligence value 93 points, he needs a player with high intelligence as his nutrition for developing intelligence. Is there any better nourishment than Bai Liu, a rookie player who has only played a single game? there is none left. Wang Shun wanted to remind Bai Liu to pay attention to this Puppeteer with Thread, and the person from Puppet String was also looking for Bai Liu, but Bai Liu wore a colorful chicken nest head and black lipstick, even if Bai Liu was standing now In front of Lu Yizhan, who has been playing with Bai Liu for more than ten years, Lu Yizhan may not even recognize that the person in front of him is Bai Liu. Unexpectedly, someone recognized Bai Liu through his strange appearance. Mu Sicheng folded his chest and looked at Bai Liu who was standing at the entrance of the game without saying a word: "...Bai Liu, what did the real world do to you, turning you into this indistinguishable human and animal appearance in just a few days? " "Can you recognize me?" Bai Liu was a little surprised. He swaggered through the hall several times with this face on his face, but no one recognized him, but Mu Sicheng recognized him without a doubt once he met him. Mu Sicheng smiled smugly, showing one side of his little tiger teeth: "Unexpectedly, Bai Liu, I can recognize you no matter how you pretend, I said that I will let you steal all the things you stole from me last time." Come back, you can't escape! I can find you!" "If you don't recognize people by appearance..." Bai Liu glanced at the weird hip-hop monkey on Mu Sicheng's hat, "You recognized me by smell, right? Your skills are related to this monkey? Strengthen the five senses ? Mu Sicheng's smile became stronger and stronger: "Wrong guess~ My personal skill is not to strengthen the five senses, but I did recognize you by the sense of smell. You have a strong smell of copper, or money. . "That should smell good." Bai Liu was noncommittal, he looked at Mu Sicheng calmly, "What do you want from me?" "A player is looking for another player" Mu Sicheng looked up at the huge game login entrance behind Bailiu, the smile on his face was dim, and the red light in his eyes flickered, "Of course it's for playing games, I don't Allowing you to hunker down in a single-player game is so boring, and the death rate is too low." Bai Liu nodded in agreement: "After I found out that the point rewards of multiplayer games are ten times those of single-player games, I gave up this poor division." "..." Mu Sicheng was stuck trying to scare Bai Liu, he looked at Bai Liu who was really carefully selecting the multiplayer games he wanted to enter, and asked dejectedly, "No, Bai Liu, go to the multiplayer game." The game is easy to die, aren't you afraid?" Next to the login entrance behind Bai Liu is a huge projection screen, with covers and names of various games randomly distributed on it. Bai Liu used his arm to support his chin to select the game he wanted to enter, his eyes quickly browsed these games, and did not give Mu Sicheng a superfluous look, he said lightly: "In an objective sense, I have the fear of death, but this This fear is nothing compared to the fear that poverty brings me." Mu Sicheng didn't understand Bai Liu's brain circuit at all, but the depression Bai Liu brought to him was very real: "No, you don't panic when you enter this game? You are too calm, right?" Bai Liu stared at the game on the screen, and talked with Mu Sicheng with two purposes, "The reason why I am calm and not afraid may be that I come to this game with the mentality of coming to work." "Come to work?" Mu Sicheng was completely speechless, "Are you coming to work in a horror game?" "Yes, I can work once a week and have five days off, and I can earn at least 200,000 yuan for a good job. No boss will deduct my bonus and salary, and I don't need to deal with some human beings who can't understand me during the whole process, yes They pretended to be false or barely communicated, and I just had to do what I was good at - playing horror games." Finally, Bai Liu was willing to turn around and look at Mu Sicheng, he shrugged, "Except for the slightly higher death rate, but I often stay up late when I work in the real world, and it doesn't matter when I die suddenly, so the high death rate is also It can be ignored, but in summary, this is an ideal job with high income for me, and I can never find this kind of job in the real world, so it is difficult to have any fear of games. Mu Sicheng: "..." Mu Sicheng felt that he was fucking convinced by Bai Liu. "Can I ask?" Bai Liu asked Mu Sicheng, pointing to the various games on the huge wall, "Are there only 100 horror games on this screen in this game? Judging from the number of TVs and players, 100 is a bit too small, I would like to ask if there are other games?" In the forum, there are usually many discussions about a certain player and a certain specific game, but there is no relevant discussion on the basic mechanism of this kind of game. Bai Liu went shopping for a while and found no popular science posts related to the game. When he came to the door, Bai Liu just happened to regard him as a questioning object. "There are far more types of horror games in this game, and we don't know how many there are." Mu Sicheng spread his hands, "It's just that this wall will only project 100 types of games each time, and when these 100 games are all After a player has logged in to full capacity, the screen will be refreshed, and a new game will appear on the screen, but sometimes there will be a game that is the same as the last time." Bai Liu rubbed his chin: "That is to say, this game has a general game "question bank". Players like us don't know exactly how many games this question bank contains." "Every time the system randomly or non-randomly selects 100 kinds of game questions from this question bank and puts them on this screen, let us players as candidates choose one of the game questions to answer. Sometimes if we are lucky, we will encounter heavy questions. , sometimes all the questions may be new, does that mean?" "That's right." Mu Sicheng said. "Well, if that's the case, no wonder there are guilds in this game." Bai Liu was thoughtful, "The guilds in the early games should summarize the answers of some relevant questions in the game that have appeared, that is, how to pass the level quickly and safely, as an internal information sharing, and through this to recruit powerful players. newcomer." "And players with strength or potential can open up wasteland to play some new games to accumulate answers, and they will get more resources from the guild, but with the existence of live broadcast, the answers of the game are open to a certain level. This kind of system cannot exist for a long time, the current guild should not rely on the game answer to develop, it should have reached the stage of relying on the advanced players in the guild who have grown up." "If I want to develop the guild, I should let the high-level players lead the low-level players to pass the level, but the low-level players need to pay certain points to the high-level players, which is equivalent to remuneration, and certain points to the guild, which is equivalent to paying taxes." "At the same time, the items obtained by the low-level players will be fully distributed by the guild, and most of them will flow into the pockets of the high-level players, so as to keep the high-level players from staying in the guild." Bai Liu sighed, "But this will inevitably lead to the high-level players. The exploitation of low-level players has curbed the development of low-level players. Because many low-level players have no props and personal skills, they can only survive as subordinates of high-level players in the guild." "But there are a steady stream of newcomers joining the guild, so that the exploited low-level players can exploit the newcomers, and the guild can only exist in a stable way by forming a chain of exploitation layer by layer. Tsk, newcomers are equivalent to low-level leeks, no wonder there are so many low-level players in this game You are so malicious towards me, a newcomer." Bai Liu had seen the forums where he was torn to pieces, but he didn't care much about it, and now he understands a little bit. Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded: "..." What Bai Liu said was absolutely correct, almost verbatim with what Mu Sicheng knew about the current situation of the guild. Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng strangely: "Why do you look at me with such strange eyes?" "I was thinking..." Mu Sicheng's face was full of vicissitudes, "Is your intelligence value really only 89?" It's fucking outrageous! How did this thing come to be inferred! He just answered the question about the type of game. This guy has already turned over and straightened out the guild system in the entire game! "Many newcomers join the guild in order to survive, because the high-players in the guild will indeed protect them to pass the level. Although they need to pay one-third of the points they get for clearing the level, it is indeed safer and not easy to die. But a high-potential player like you Newcomers should be trained directly, and I just wanted to ask you why you didn't join the guild." Mu Sicheng ripped open a lollipop to hold it in depression, "Now I don't think I need to ask." "Because it's stupid to join a guild." Bai Liu said bluntly, "In this kind of game that will kill people, there won't be any public welfare organizations, and it will definitely be profitable for you." "Although in the short term, the guild will help you reduce the death rate, but you have been cowardly paying a lot of points to the guild. In this kind of game that requires personal expressiveness to attract the audience, it is self-defeating. Wait until the guild can no longer steal from you. If you get any benefits, you will definitely give up, and most of your points and props will be handed over. If you don't have any capital to survive independently, you will definitely die. Mu Sicheng looked at Bai Liu in amazement, and he looked at Bai Liu with a little interest: "What do you do in the real world, why are you so clear about the operation of this... guild organization?" Indeed, many low-level players who are useless are rarely brought by high-level guild players in the later stage. Most companies in the world operate in this way, relying on drawing big cakes and so-called internal resources to attract employees, and then when employees stay up late until productivity drops, they will fire you and recruit younger employees to squeeze. " Bai Liu remained expressionless, "In the real world, I am just a low-level social animal who has been fired and exploited, so it is absolutely impossible for me to join the guild and be exploited after entering the game." Mu Sicheng: "..." This guy exudes a strong resentment when he talks about the social animal life in the real world... "Then have you decided what game to play?" Mu Sicheng glanced at the screen, "Is there a game you like on it? Or do you want to watch it again?" "The login limit for a single-player game is 100, and all single-player games on this screen are already fully logged in." Mu Sicheng pointed to a full symbol in the lower right corner of a game icon, holding a lollipop Introduce to Bai Liu vaguely, "No, if there is this mark full on the game icon, it means that the game has already been logged in and no new players can be logged in." "As for multiplayer games, each multiplayer game has a different login limit. I have played with only 4 players, and 50 players. It depends on the specific game. By the way, this "Ghost Tower", "Doomsday City" , and this Ghostly Powered multiplayer game are games that have come before." Mu Sicheng casually pointed to a few games, "Do you want to play these? I can help you find some customs clearance information for these games, but I won't give them to you for free." "No." Bai Liu refused without hesitation, "Even if I have the information, I will definitely react much slower when playing old games than those guild players who have played many times. It is easy to be preemptive. My advantage needs new games to play." "This is true." Mu Sicheng bit the lollipop, "You are quite adventurous, most newcomers will still go to the old game for stability." "My goal is to make money, not to survive." Bai Liu replied flatly, "I need to win, I need to be the first in order to get enough points." "You are really strange" Mu Sicheng thought for a while, gave up the idea of understanding Bai Liu, and wrinkled his nose in confusion, "You earn so many points, if you die in the game, You have nowhere to spend it." Bai Liu replied naturally: "I earn points not for spending, but for hoarding, and" He suddenly made a very strange smile, and Bai Liu turned to look at Mu Sicheng who was stunned by his sudden smile , "Do you think I will die in the game?" "I'm still a little confident. Playing horror games is what I'm best at. Maybe I won't die so easily." Bai Liu smiled, "I'm better at designing levels in games for other players to die, but I I have never died in a game designed by others." Mu Sicheng: "..." What the hell does this guy do in real life! Are you really not a criminal? "Why is there no logged-in player in this game?" Bai Liu tapped the game icon on the screen with the image of a train burning in fire, the icon enlarged and fell into the game manager on Bai Liu's chest, Bai Liu clicked on the icon to view the specific information of the game , ""Burst Last Train"?" A hundred games on this screen are almost full, but this game is still empty, which is a bit conspicuous and weird. Game dungeon name: "Burst Last Train" Level: Level 2 Games with a player death rate greater than 50% and less than 80% are Level 2 games Mode: Multiplayer Mode 0/7 Comprehensive description: This is an exciting collection-oriented multiplayer game. The last train burning in the fire, the shattered glass fragments and the charred corpse hanging from the hanging ring have made many players linger and forget to return, and they will stay here forever~ Seeing this icon, Mu Sicheng frowned: "You want to play this?" "What's wrong with this game?" Bai Liu asked. Mu Sicheng paused: "This is actually an old game that has appeared on the game screen several times, but there is currently no clearance information." Bai Liu instantly understood, it has appeared several times, and the refresh system of the game wall here is that all games must be full to be refreshed, so there should be several groups of players who have entered. But there is no clearance record... Bai Liu looked sideways at Mu Sicheng: "The players who entered before are all dead?" "It's strange, if no player has cleared the level..." Bai Liu's eyes swept over the icon of "Burst Last Train", and he tapped twice on the line of Death Rate, "The death rate in this game How is less than 80% greater than 50% measured? Judging from the data of all players being wiped out, the death rate should be 100%." Mu Sicheng refuted Bai Liu disapprovingly: "This is just a way of grading games, almost all games have this grading." "If according to what you said, the death rate of the game is an actual measurement, then any game whose death rate is not 100% should have cleared players and cleared data, but I watched the video in the vip library and asked a lot about qualifications Very old master, I really haven't found any players who have cleared this "Burst Last Train", I think there are indeed no players who have cleared the level." Bai Liu suddenly took a meaningful look at Mu Sicheng: "Just because you didn't find out, doesn't mean you didn't." "The death rate of "Burst Last Train" is between 80% and 50%. If according to what you said, at least 20% of the players who have passed this "Burst Last Train" really exist" Mu Sicheng was very unconvinced He retorted, "Such a not-so-small group of players have been on the small TV and successfully cleared the level. They will always post forum posts, or who has seen the small TV or the video. It is impossible that there is no trace of it?" "How many players do you think there are in this game?" Bai Liu turned his head and looked directly at Mu Sicheng. Mu Sicheng was taken aback by the question: "I don't know, but there should be a lot." "Has such a not-so-small group of players like us ever had any traces of existence in real life?" Bai Liu asked back unhurriedly, "Can everything we related to this game be seen by people in the real world? No matter what form we post about this game, it can exist and form traces, or can be seen by people in the real world. Does anyone remember? For those players who didn't enter the game, is there any trace of player? Of course not." Mu Sicheng was completely stunned by Bai Liu's question. Bai Liu asked the last question unhurriedly: "Okay, now back to the first question, we game players have no trace of existence in the real world, so do you think we exist?" "Of course we exist." Bai Liu replied quickly, "The traces of our existence have just been erased by others, so is it possible that at least 20% of the players who have cleared "Burst Last Train" are also like this? They The traces of existence were erased by the game or the system?" Mu Sicheng was enlightened: "Their customs clearance data and player data have been deleted!" "It's very likely that they have also been "deleted"." Bai Liu looked at the icon of "Burst Last Train", "These players who have passed the level are probably dead, otherwise they would not come to the game for a second time." Mu Sicheng got goose bumps from Bai Liu's words, but he was still a little upset: "But everything you said is based on the actual measurement of game death rate, but if player death rate in the game If this thing is a virtual measurement..." Mu Sicheng was startled when he said this. Bai Liu raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Sicheng: "I believe you should have discovered by now that the death rate is a statistic that cannot be measured virtually." "Have you ever studied statistics?" Bai Liu asked Mu Sicheng, "In statistics, there are two values that must be measured, one is the birth rate, and the other is the death rate." As he spoke, he casually clicked twice on the icon of "Burst Last Train" on his game panel. Under Mu Sicheng's horrified eyes and screams, Bai Liu slowly entered the game. Mu Sicheng collapsed: "Why did you go in all of a sudden!!" Bai Liu gradually faded before Mu Sicheng's eyes, and he thought about answering Mu Sicheng's words: "I am very curious about the player data of the "Burst Last Train" that the system has specially deleted. The deeper something is hidden, the more profitable it is..." The game "Burst Last Train" has collected one player, and six players are needed to start
