It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 401 Probability of Being Logged In
If Feng Ling had known the content of the conversation of the Angry Tide Team earlier, she might have chosen a relatively private place and time, or she might not have looked for Lin Pengpeng at all, but waited until she returned to Qingjiang City and found translation software to translate it herself.

But Feng Ling is used to being casual, and she is not the type of person who plans everything out.

When she was in the maze, her heartstrings were tense and her mind was full of thoughts about the golden eggs. She wanted to overcome all obstacles and kill the birds to get the eggs, rather than stay in the cramped cabin and repeat the work of picking and dividing the beans thousands of times.

Now that the golden egg has been found, all the difficulties and dangers in the maze are gone. She lazily slumped in the car, and casually gave Huangfu Miaomiao a look, asking Huangfu Miaomiao to play the recording in the watch for Lin Pengpeng to listen to -

Life always gives people surprises.

The sound quality of the watch was poor and full of noise, so Lin Pengpeng had to hold the watch to her ear to hear the conversation clearly.

When listening to it for the first time, Lin Pengpeng looked a little confused.

When she heard it the second time, her face turned a little ugly and she straightened her back.

Then listen to it for the third time, the fourth time... the fifth time...

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyelids, as if confirming something, and listened to it over and over again.

When the recording was played for the eleventh time, Feng Ling couldn't help but look back at Lin Pengpeng, "Hello? If you're too sleepy, forget it."

She thought Lin Pengpeng was sleepy.

Lin Pengpeng suddenly came back to her senses, raised her eyes and looked at Feng Ling with a blank look.

Feng Ling frowned slightly, thinking that Lin Pengpeng was a little strange.

Wang Xunmei sat next to Lin Pengpeng and asked with concern: "Is the vocabulary a little difficult to understand? Listening to the recording is definitely different from communicating face to face. Face to face, you can see the other person's mouth shape and expression. Even if you hear an unfamiliar word, you can guess it almost exactly."

Lin Pengpeng's gaze wandered, scanning the faces of Wang Xunmei, Feng Ling and Huangfu Miaomiao one by one, and then fell on the back of the head of the driver in the front.

She finally retracted her gaze, returned the watch to Huangfu Miaomiao somewhat stiffly, and whispered, "There are a few words I didn't understand. Let me check on my phone."

Then he took out his cell phone and pretended to look up a word.

Huangfu Miaomiao muttered quietly: "If I want to look up words, I might as well translate them myself online."

As long as the network signal is stable, you can use machine translation online. However, machine translation is always a bit stiff and it is easy to make mistakes when encountering polysemous words or slang.

The car fell silent.

Lin Pengpeng was holding her phone to look up words, Huangfu Miaomiao was surfing the Internet to study machine translation, and Li Yu, who was sitting in the back seat, fell asleep and made a light snoring sound.

Feng Ling closed his eyelids and prepared to rest.

About ten minutes later, she almost forgot about the translation, and suddenly she heard Lin Pengpeng behind her say, "Excuse me... Can we stop at Hanshui City when we pass by Hanshui City on our way to Qingjiang City? I want to get off in Hanshui City."

The driver in front heard it, raised his hand and swiped on the car navigation screen, and replied: "Okay, I'll call you when we're almost there."

Zhang Lu asked Lin Pengpeng in confusion: "Shouldn't we go to the foundation branch first and wait for Lu Bo to come back, and then leave together?"

"I, I suddenly remembered that something happened at home, so I wanted to go back." Lin Pengpeng said in a low voice, "When you see Lu Boyi, please explain it to him for me."

"Okay." Zhang Lu nodded. Although he felt strange, he did not continue to ask. Feng Ling guessed that Lin Pengpeng's abnormality might be related to the recording. At this time, Huangfu Miaomiao handed her the watch and said to her with a somewhat ostentatious tone: "I translated it. I have translated several versions. You can take a look. Some parts are really hard to understand. What does scarecrow mean?"

Feng Ling took a quick look at it.

His eyes lingered on the words "scarecrow", "200 million square meters", "resource run" and so on for a few seconds, and then he read it a second time.

She calmly returned the watch to Huangfu Miaomiao, yawned, and continued to rest with her eyes closed.

Huangfu Miaomiao stopped talking when she saw this, so as not to disturb Feng Ling.

The car became quiet again.

But it wasn't quiet for long.

Less than half an hour after driving, Lin Pengpeng suddenly asked the driver to stop, then opened the car door, rushed to the side of the road, and vomited!
All the sleepy people in the car woke up.

When everyone saw Lin Pengpeng vomiting, they thought she was just carsick and didn't think much about it.

Wang Xunmei took a bottle of mineral water from the car, got out and handed it to Lin Pengpeng, then hurried back to the car to get a tissue for Lin Pengpeng.

Feng Ling looked through the car window and saw Lin Pengpeng retching continuously, and sighed softly.

I heard that some people will experience physiological vomiting symptoms when they are under too much psychological stress. I wonder if Lin Pengpeng is one of them.

"I'll go down and see her, and get some fresh air." Feng Ling said, taking the tissue bag from Wang Xunmei, opening the car door and getting out.

She came to Lin Pengpeng, patted her on the back gently, then took out a few sheets of paper and handed them over.

Lin Pengpeng vomited so much that his eyes were red, he was sweating profusely, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

After finally stopping the vomiting, she took the tissue and wiped it off. She found that the person next to her was Feng Ling. Lin Pengpeng couldn't help but ask her, "Did you know about the scarecrow a long time ago?"

Feng Ling pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, "It's not too early, I just found out half an hour ago."

"Then why are you so calm?!" Lin Pengpeng took a deep breath and tried to calm down. "Do you really understand the meaning of scarecrow?"

"That should be the meaning..." Feng Ling thought for a while, "The purpose of scarecrows is to be placed in farmland to prevent crops from being destroyed by birds. In this context, if it is replaced with card holders, it should mean to prevent people from being logged in by aliens. Aliens claim to be game players. This login mechanism is indeed in line with the logic of the game. When new players log in to the game, the system must of course ensure that the environment is absolutely safe and there can be no monsters nearby, just like the Novice Village..."

Feng Ling frowned slightly and muttered, "This is very reasonable and easy to think of. Why have I never thought of this before? No one talks about this online. It's really strange..."

Even Huangfu Miaomiao and Li Qing never told her these things.

"That's not what I care about," Lin Pengpeng felt very uncomfortable and didn't know how to express it.

She lowered her eyes and stared at her hands, and said weakly: "What I care about is... No one knows how to stop the login. Everyone lives in fear. Everyone can only put their hopes on the hunters, hoping that we can kill all the alien species and end this disaster. So after I signed the contract with the Star Hunter Group, my family was proud of me, but it turns out... It turns out that as long as I stay with my family, they will not be logged in..."

Lin Pengpeng's hands began to tremble slightly. She was extremely confused. "I want to go home... I can't imagine how much I would hate myself if my parents were logged in by an alien species!"

"You don't need to be too nervous," Feng Ling said. "I've paid attention to the number of people online in Alien, and it's basically hovering around 10. The peak has never exceeded 14. With a global population of billion, the probability of each person being logged in is very small on average."

"No, you calculated it wrong..." Lin Pengpeng slowly raised his head and looked at Feng Ling with a wry smile, "For each individual, the probability of being logged in is 50%, just like a poker card, either you are drawn or you are not. If the alien game never ends, the probability of being drawn can even be... 100%."