After watching the video twice, Mo Yi lightly pressed the pause button.
The picture on the huge screen embedded in the wall froze with his movements, and the cramped and suffocating room instantly fell silent.
Mo Yi stared at Jiang Yuanrou's blurred side face on the screen due to the suspension of movements, took a deep breath slowly, put down the pen in his hand, and the pen holder touched the metal tabletop, making a clear and crisp sound .
In the video recorded by Jiang Yuanrou, there was a black screen for nearly three minutes.
And after the three-minute black screen, Jiang Yuanrou's complexion in the video became pale and haggard, with slight bloodshot eyes on the corners of his mouth, but there were some signs of relief from the pain.
According to her speech rate before and after the black screen, and the possibility of her slowing down due to the pain imposed by the game, it can basically be inferred that if Jiang Yuanrou did not stop narrating during this period, the black screen Jiang Yuanrou's information volume of about 300 words was blocked.
This basically confirmed Mo Yi's previous guess.
Jiang Yuanrou had more important information to convey, but the channel of transmission was cut off by the vigilant game.
But... the problem is, Mo Yi doesn't think that Jiang Yuanrou will not think of this possibility, and with her prudence, she will definitely check the video tape again after recording, so she will not be unaware that the information transmission medium she recorded will be If the key clue that she wants to convey is cut off, then she will definitely convey the information through other channels.
Mo Yi pulled the progress bar back to the original point again, and started to read it for the fourth time.
After the video finished playing, the screen automatically went dark, and only the paused date flashed in the upper right corner.
He tapped his notebook on the table lightly with the tip of his pen, his eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
In the entire video, Jiang Yuanrou was a little emotional at the beginning and the words did not convey the meaning, but the logic was clear and clear at other times, straight to the point, without any superfluous nonsense, except when introducing this laboratory...
Her original words were: [Actually, there is nothing inside, but if you want to enter, I put the way to open the door in the drawer at the bottom right of the table.]
If there wasn't anything in it, why did she bother to leave a way of getting into it
Just to satisfy Mo Yi's curiosity if he wants to enter
Mo Yi's interest in the laboratory below gradually became stronger. He stood up and walked to the opposite side of the room, took out the video tape from the socket, moved his fingers slightly, flipped it over a few times, and then slowly sighed.
If it is not afraid of taking the videotape or a copy of the videotape out of the laboratory, the data will be washed or tampered with by the game, and it is probably the best choice to take it to the equipment in your own study for frame-by-frame separation and analysis. After all, the The hardware equipment is really backward, unable to process such a large amount of data, but... if the relevant equipment is brought into the laboratory, it will be difficult for Jiang Yuanbai to notice, it is really a dilemma.
Mo Yi sighed, stuffed the video tape into the backpack he was carrying, and then walked to one side of the room wall.
According to the method written on the note, he stretched out his hand and clicked on the wall a few times, only to see that the silver-white wall shook violently, and began to move rumblingly. An old elevator door opened Behind the slowly slashing wall appeared, the metal coating on it had been slightly mottled and peeled off, and the dull brown-red rust marks were imprinted on the elevator door like bruises that could not be faded away.
Mo Yi stretched out his hand and pressed the button on the elevator door, and the elevator door opened in response.
The interior of the elevator is much better protected than the exterior. The shiny silver walls shone with a cold light under the pale light overhead. The interior is spacious and tall, which is suitable for transporting large equipment.
Mo Yi stepped into the elevator and inserted the key left by Jiang Yuanrou into the keyhole in the elevator.
The light above the elevator symbolizing the start of operation came on, the door of the elevator closed automatically, the metal walls began to vibrate violently, and the elevator began to run slowly amidst the low-pitched rumbling sound.
He noticed that there were no buttons in the elevator, and there was no device to display the floor where the elevator was operating. It seemed that the only purpose of the entire elevator was to lead to the laboratory.
The elevator descended slowly and steadily as if endlessly, and the sound of the machine running filled Mo Yi's eardrums, almost becoming a constant background sound. He looked down at the watch on his wrist from time to time, secretly Calculated—from the start of the elevator to the stop of the elevator, it took a total of seventeen minutes.
I'm afraid it has reached a very deep place below the ground now.
With a slight shock, the elevator door slowly opened, and the lights outside the door quickly lit up from near to far, illuminating the passage leading straight to the distance in front of you. The ground and walls were smooth and cold Alloy, pale and bright huge ceiling lights occupy the entire ceiling, stinging people's eyes hurt.
Mo Yi walked out of the elevator slowly, and the elevator door closed slowly behind him, making a slight crashing sound, which sounded very abrupt in the closed and narrow space, the air was oppressive and turbid, but it was still breathable. Now, although the laboratory has been abandoned, the air purification system should still be operating together with the power system.
He walked down the passage to the depths, and saw a huge and heavy door standing at the end of the corridor.
On the wall next to the door is an electronic door lock that has not yet been installed. An alloy plate that has been completely lifted is quite conspicuous on the silver-white wall. Whether there are any connected wires protruding from the empty hole, it is lonely dropped in mid-air.
Mo Yi raised his hand to press the door, and with a little force, he pushed the door open—the harsh and sharp rubbing sound pierced his eardrums, causing him to subconsciously turn his face away.
The door was pushed open.
A huge and empty laboratory appeared in front of Mo Yi's eyes. The high dome was supported by tough and light metal structures, and the walls were straight and tall. This huge and vast space was propped up thousands of meters below the ground. So advanced and technological, it's almost unbelievable that it was built in the last century.
In the empty room, countless discarded machines and parts are scattered messily, covered with thick dust, the huge heat dissipation air box is down in the middle of the hall, it is already dark, and several screens overlap randomly, with various thicknesses and colors. The wires were scattered in the dust, and the original color was almost impossible to distinguish.
It looked as if it was the wreckage left by the doomsday catastrophe.
It also seems to be a lost human site.
Mo Yi was walking slowly in the hall, and his eyes suddenly fell on a huge black machine that had fallen into the dust. The patterns and English letters on it were very familiar. Wiping off the dust, the pattern on it was revealed—it was exactly the same as the logo on the advanced processor sent to his study, except that the code on it was 002, while the code on the machine in his study was 029.
It dawned on him.
No wonder Jiang Yuanrou sent the processing core that was supposed to be a military secret so easily—
It's because Jiang Yuanrou's great-grandfather was responsible for the development of this project.
Then the machine in front of him should be a prototype.
Mo Yi suddenly thought of something, bent down and struggled to find the relevant lines of the prototype from the messy wires on the ground, then connected the screen closest to the prototype to it, and powered them on.
He pressed the switch button a little apprehensively.
Only to hear the familiar mechanical buzzing in the empty hall, and the screen lit up immediately.
Mo Yi exhaled slowly, then searched for the corresponding components on the ground, connected all the equipment, and started to run the test code on the machine for detection.
A few minutes later, the calculation results of the data came out. The difference in the data processing speed of 27 generations is simply a huge difference. It is completely the difference between the juvenile scooter and the Maserati. According to the current equipment, it is almost impossible to run any Mo Yi. Known high-level programs, even slightly complex calculations will cause it to freeze, in other words... this processor can only play minesweeper or something at most.
Mo Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead with some frustration, and the dusty fingers left light gray marks on his forehead, which looked rather funny.
It has to be said that he really wanted to continue his calculations here just now.
Because since it has been determined that the game controls the player through electronics, it is easy for it to tamper with its own calculation results. Mo Yi suspects that if he continues to perform calculations in a place where he can be disturbed by the game, he may never be able to get it. produce the desired result.
And if you want to bring outside equipment here, bypassing Jiang Yuanbai is a difficult point, but what Mo Yi is most worried about is not this—the laboratory can weaken the control of the game, the special alloy in the wall is one aspect, but The main reason is that the power supply system here is independent and closed, so that the game cannot be invaded, but if the equipment brought from the outside is connected to the power system, the result may be something that Mo Yi does not want to see.
He pursed his lips in thought, and suddenly felt the corner of his forehead brushed gently, wiping off the dust on his forehead.
Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, only to see the mist gathered in front of his eyes into a blurred human figure, with hazy and familiar facial features staring at him, looking quite strangely beautiful like a ghost.
Mo Yi blinked and asked, "How is your recovery?"
Wen Chen shook his head: "It hasn't fully recovered, and it's hard to maintain even a human form."
He slowly looked around the space he was in, then turned his head and said to Mo Yi:
"I just feel that the game has less influence on me...?"