Break out of the courtyard

"Teacher, the virtual dream game we just experienced seemed to be related to the 'Nanjing Incident' recorded in history books?" A boy from Japan looked at the teacher leading the group with confusion and asked.
"Why did our army kill even women and children after capturing Nanjing?"

The Japanese island team leader seemed to have been asked this question many times before, and answered without thinking: "Those who were killed were not ordinary people, but were all fakes disguised by the enemy."

"But when I randomly inhabited a 5-year-old child's body, they coldly and ruthlessly killed me!" The Japanese island boy clearly couldn't accept the team leader's lies.

"What you're seeing is just a game scene, not real history!" the team leader said sternly. "Don't mistake virtual things for reality, understand?"

The Japanese boy remained silent, and instead of bowing and saying "hey" as before, he walked thoughtfully to the side.

After the group of boys and girls left, a group of teachers gathered together to discuss the matter and finally decided to send a few of them in to experience the virtual dream game.

Just as the five Japanese island team leaders joined the current group of participants and were about to pass through the security gate in front of the teaching building, they were called out of the group by the bodyguards on the left and right.

The head of the bodyguards, holding a black laser gun, looked indifferently at the five middle-aged Japanese men led to him by two bodyguards and asked coldly, "Do you know about the Nanjing Massacre?"

"Hey!"

The five middle-aged men from the Japanese island bowed in unison and chuckled, but this did not satisfy the bodyguard captain.

"If you don't know, go to the library and look it up. Don't get in the way here!" After saying that, the bodyguard captain winked at the two bodyguards leading the group.

Immediately, the two bodyguards used the muzzle of their guns to drive the five middle-aged Japanese men who wanted to enter and experience the virtual dream game to the outer perimeter.

When these Japanese tour leaders were deceiving the students, they used Japanese, assuming that the bodyguards wouldn't understand. Little did they know that the bodyguards rotating shifts today had all worked at the Japanese branch office, and most of them spoke Japanese.

Although Japanese is not an essential skill for working at Umbrella Corporation's Japanese branch, the branch offers a monthly bonus of 1 US dollars to employees who can speak Japanese, which motivates many bodyguards at the branch to learn Japanese.

As a result, the bodyguards standing around heard the Japanese distorting the Nanjing Massacre.

Although Zhang Heping did not give the gatekeeper captain the authority to chase people away, based on their understanding of the big boss, he would definitely not blame them for such a trivial matter of dealing with the Japanese islanders.

As the five Japanese island team leaders were driven out of the guarded area near the teaching building, the foreigners who had been questioning the Japanese island boys seemed to have finally found an opportunity and immediately surrounded the five middle-aged Japanese islanders, asking them about the situation inside.

……

The Magnesium Embassy in Hong Kong, Central, Hong Kong Island.

The blonde secretary walked into the living room and came behind the sofa where the curator Alex was sitting. She leaned over and whispered to Alex:

"Director, news from the Peace Academy indicates that the Japanese island boys who experienced the virtual dream game said they spent two or three hours in the game, but Japanese islanders who didn't enter the game timed it and found that those boys only experienced it for a little over ten minutes."

"Therefore, the Japanese islanders speculate that the flow of time in virtual dream games is about nine times faster than time in the real world!"

"How is that possible!" Curator Alex turned to his secretary with a look of astonishment. "Did you arrange for someone to verify this information?"

"We just sent out two teams!" the female secretary explained softly. "One team went to the Peace Academy to verify, and the other team went to the Peace Hotel to verify with the mainland reference group!"

"Should we ask Mr. Shen Bi to take our people to the Zhang family so that we can verify this with Mr. Zhang in person?"

As they were talking, they couldn't help but look at the three people standing in the corner of the living room. Shen Bi and the two American bankers were chatting and laughing.

Curator Alex thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to trouble Mr. Shen Bi for now. Our people will be able to confirm this after they experience the virtual dream game."

"Has the Peace Group's application been approved?"

"Not yet!" the blonde secretary replied softly. "Peace Group's customer service explained that the approval process is somewhat complicated, and asked us to wait patiently."

"But I heard cheers from the boys at Government House, so I don't know if their application has been approved."

"It's alright!" Curator Alex said nonchalantly. "With so many people experiencing that kind of game, the order doesn't matter, as long as everyone gets to experience it."

……

Western Shu, the underground base of Sanxingdui.

In front of the Ruomu Divine Tree, 16 young men and women wearing golden masks sat on the ground, while dozens of men, women, and children dressed in various styles watched the masked young people in the center.

Just as the people on the periphery were whispering among themselves, a convertible jeep drove up.

The jeep pulled up beside the group and stopped, and then a guard in a green military uniform got out of the passenger seat.

"Old Li, Chief Engineer Yang, a secret telegram from the capital!" The guard handed a brown paper bag to Chief Engineer Yang.

After the other party took the brown paper bag, the guard took out a small notebook and a pen, seemingly waiting for instructions.

As Chief Engineer Yang opened the brown paper bag to check the telegrams inside, Old Li, who had been called over by the guard earlier, also came over.

Before Old Li could even read the contents of the telegram, Chief Engineer Yang exclaimed in surprise, "How is this possible!"

"What happened?" Old Li gently took the telegram from Chief Engineer Yang's trembling hands.

"Time in the virtual dream world of Hong Kong Island can be several times faster than real time. Can you speed up and surpass real time while you are in the illusion?" Old Li read it aloud, frowned, and handed the telegram to his companion behind him for review.

Meeting Elder Li's questioning gaze, Chief Engineer Yang suppressed his various guesses and said in a deep voice, "Elder Li, I want to go to Hong Kong Island with Zhang Yi's research team to personally experience Consultant Zhang's virtual dream game!"

After speaking, Old Li followed Chief Engineer Yang's gaze and looked at the 16 young men and women sitting cross-legged in front of the Ruomu Sacred Tree.

"How could the time in the game world surpass real time?" After reading the telegram, some people couldn't understand it at all and found it hard to believe.

"This is an encrypted telegram from the capital. Someone must have confirmed it before sending it to us for verification," an elderly woman said seriously.
"If time in the virtual dream world could truly be several times faster than real time, I can't even imagine the changes such a device would bring to the world!"

An old man nearby chimed in, "If time really does move faster than in reality, the efficiency of learning, researching, and working in a virtual dream world would be unimaginable!"

After reading the telegram, a young researcher asked, "Chief Engineer Yang, should we next study how to accelerate the illusion?"

……

Before Zhang Yi and his wife Luo Yi went to Western Sichuan, they only told their family that they were going on a business trip for two days, without saying where they were going.

In fact, they were unaware of their purpose when they arrived at the entrance to the Sanxingdui underground base.

Therefore, Zhang Heping was unaware that the mainland had set its sights on his eldest nephew in order to collaborate with him on brain-computer interface research. Even though Zhang Heping was on the phone with his family at the moment, he didn't notice anything unusual; after all, he wasn't a god.

“I remember my uncle was only 66 years old this year. How could his health have collapsed so suddenly?” Zhang Heping sat at his desk in his study, holding his phone, his brows gradually furrowing.

After listening to his mother, Ma Xiuzhen, explain for a while on the other end of the phone, Zhang Heping frowned and said, "Mom, talk to Uncle and see if he should go to Heping Hospital in Shenzhen or come to Hong Kong for treatment!"

"I don't have time to go back recently, so it would be best if you could bring him here for treatment."

Zhang Heping didn't know if his uncle was really sick, after all, he hadn't seen him for several years, and who knew what illness he might have contracted.

However, he just launched a virtual dream game experience and demonstrated the acceleration function of the virtual dream game. It cannot be ruled out that someone in the capital wants to meet him and ask him to hand over the relevant brain-computer interface technology.

Fortunately, her mother, Ma Xiuzhen, readily agreed, saying she would immediately contact her eldest brother, Ma Zhiyi, to transfer him to Shenzhen Peace Hospital, and at the same time apply for Hong Kong and Macau travel permits for them.

Whether it was a coincidence or not, just as Ma Xiuzhen hung up the phone, her eldest daughter, Zhang Zhaodi, who had gone to study at D school, returned home.

"Mom, who were you talking to on the phone just now?" Zhang Zhaodi carried her luggage bag across the courtyard and quickly entered the warm dining room.

Chang Sheng, Chang Wen, and the others hadn't seen Zhang Zhaodi for many days, and when they saw her return, they were all a beat late.

"Mom, you're finally back!" Chang Wen put down her chopsticks, hurriedly left her seat, and quickly went to greet Zhang Zhaodi.

Looking at Zhang Zhaodi, who had just returned home, Ma Xiuzhen said with a hint of worry, "I just called your brother and told him about your uncle's illness and hospitalization."

Chang Sheng got up from his seat and silently placed his wife's luggage bag aside.

“Heping said he’s taking your uncle to Shenzhen or Hong Kong for treatment,” Ma Xiuzhen said, then added as if she had just remembered, “By the way, when are you going to work in Shenzhen? Do you want to come with us?”

"I estimate we'll be reporting to Shenzhen in the next day or two!" Zhang Zhaodi patted her eldest daughter, Chang Wen, who was wrapped around her arm, signaling the girl to go eat.

"Have you eaten?" the elderly father, Zhang Bing, interjected.

"I've eaten!" Zhang Zhaodi replied to her father, then sat down at the dining table and chatted with her family about her recent experiences.

Chang Wen took the opportunity to tell her mother, Zhang Zhaodi, about how their department head had introduced her to the Party.

Regarding this issue, Zhang Bing felt that getting into the Party was the most important thing, and he didn't need to care who introduced him.

But Zhang Zhaodi shared the same thought as Chang Wen, believing that the introducer should not be chosen casually.

So the conversation was only just beginning when Zhang Zhaodi interrupted her, saying they should talk about it back in the room to avoid arguing with Lao Zhang over this.

"I received a notice from my superiors today, instructing me to take charge of promoting the construction of the capital's smart city system!" Chang Sheng said thoughtfully. "Xiao Yi and his wife suddenly said they were going on a business trip today, without saying where they were going!"

"Seeing you come back today, I have a feeling that something has happened behind the scenes that we don't know about!"

Zhang Zhaodi looked at little Zhang Bo in her father Zhang Bing's arms, then turned to her mother Ma Xiuzhen, who had just finished a phone call, and asked, "Mom, did my brother say anything else to you just now?"

"No!" Ma Xiuzhen replied casually, then stood up and said, "I'm going outside to talk to Lili about her father."

Watching her mother quickly leave, Zhang Zhaodi said, "Be careful, the road is slippery," and then took out her smartphone, which she hadn't used in a long time, and called Zhang Heping.

……

The capital city, a certain office.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses glanced at his phone behind his desk, then walked over to the sofa and quietly interrupted the elderly couple's conversation, "Mr. Yang, we've received news from Baoding Hospital that Ma Zhiyi is preparing to transfer to Shenzhen Heping Hospital!"

"In addition, news came from Hong Kong Island that three more Japanese tour leaders were chased away by bodyguards there because they wanted to experience the virtual dream game."

"Have you found out why they were dismissed?" Old Yang turned to look at the bespectacled male secretary.

The bespectacled secretary took out his phone, opened a long text message, and said, "It's said that the bodyguards asked them if they knew about the Nanjing Massacre. Those Japanese didn't answer, so the bodyguards chased them out with guns."

"So that means..." Elder Hua said meaningfully, "that only those Japanese island youths have experienced the virtual dream game so far?"

"Yes, Mr. Hua!" the bespectacled secretary replied, putting away his phone.

Old Master Nie said thoughtfully, "According to the information that came back earlier, some of the Japanese island teenagers came out smiling after experiencing the virtual dream game 'The Fall of Nanjing'!"

"If Consultant Zhang wants to use this virtual dream game to hypnotize those Japanese island youths and make them develop a sense of resistance against imperialism, then he should make all the Japanese island youths become citizens of NJ in the game!"

“I think there’s a deeper meaning behind Advisor Zhang’s choice of the random identity mode!” Old Qin frowned and said, “If we only look at the Nanjing Massacre from the perspective of NJ citizens, we cannot see the causes and consequences of this national tragedy.”

“Think about what Comrade Wang Sumei reported. In the dream of Nanjing’s fall constructed by Advisor Zhang, Comrade Wang Sumei actually found underground organization members in the city.”

"We don't know what the situation is like on the Japanese side in the dream yet, but the detail of Wang Sumei finding underground organization members is enough to show that Consultant Zhang has a fairly in-depth understanding of the relevant materials on the Nanjing Massacre!"

"Make arrangements for Ma Zhiyi to be safely transferred to Shenzhen Heping Hospital!" Old Yang instructed his secretary in a slow voice. "This matter needs to be handled as soon as possible, understand?"

"Understood!" the bespectacled secretary replied, then went out to make a phone call.

He naturally understood the purpose of Elder Yang's instructions: he wanted Zhang Heping to return to Shenzhen because of Ma Zhiyi's illness, and then find someone to communicate with him about brain-computer interface cooperation.

"Mr. Hua, what do you think of this random character identity setting?" Mr. Nie asked Mr. Hua, who was looking at his phone.

Instead of answering Elder Nie's question, Elder Hua asked, "Do you think the impact of the fact that time in the virtual dream game world is several times faster than real time will be as great as that of the longevity potion?"

……

Zhang Heping spent some time in his study dealing with emails and holding several video conferences with research teams in mainland China.

He didn't receive feedback from the Virtual Dream Classroom until 1:21 a.m., saying that all 10,000+ Japanese island boys had completed the experience.

Zhang Heping had a video call with the bodyguard captain in the lecture hall. Through the other party's phone camera, he glanced at the color of the nutrient solution in the regenerative brain server in the computer room, and then asked the other party to turn off the power to the computer room and the classroom and close the door.

The next test was of the regenerating brain's dormancy mode.

Let's see if this regenerating brain loses some memories by tomorrow morning, which could cause problems with the virtual dream world... (End of Chapter)