Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 333 Digital World

"It's an interesting idea to transfer humans to live in a digital world, but how can you ensure that the 'cocoon' won't be destroyed along with your server?"

As a businessman, Heya had to ask.

If Eisenberg-Adler's research really becomes a reality in the future, then she will have to move her business into the digital world, which may involve new trade systems and new business systems.

She supports Eisenberg’s plan, which will allow her to live a fulfilling life for a long time to come.

The current trade has come to an end. Wealth is nothing but a bunch of cold numbers to her, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to find business that excites her. This makes Heya want to practice a trumpet.

"I'd like to answer you, but I don't know."

Eisenberg-Adler answered frankly that all this is still based on theory and he doesn't know what the future will be like.

Any new technology will face countless failures.

Judge, the highly anticipated super server, is also in an undebugged state.

Eisenberg only completed the first step of the plan. Heya said he only had three months left. He needed to debug the server and hand it over to someone he could trust in these three months.

"Morgan VII did not abide by the agreement between us."

Although they were both Semites and his mentor was a close friend of Morgan VII, there was only naked exploitation between them. The so-called rescue by the family was nothing more than transferring him from one prison to another.

This made Eisenberg feel heavy-hearted. "He was not going to share with me the knowledge related to the digital world and servers."

As an internal tester of this technology, Morgan VII provided crucial data that could save him a lot of time. However, the other party did not follow the agreement and let the ghosts bring this information data to this planet.

When it comes to the issue of "cocooning", the family is more optimistic than him.

Morgan VII believes that the end of the world is just nonsense. Once they master the power of "Cocoon", they will be the ones to become the masters.

Eisenberg didn't know where their confidence came from, he could only attribute it to the nature of the Semites.

The Semites always have an innate self-confidence, and they firmly believe that they will be the winner even if there is no basis in reality.

Such courage often makes them shine in business and gambling, but sooner or later, it will also ruin them.

"We can only rely on ourselves now."

Eisenburg groaned.

"What do you mean by 'we'?" Heya raised her eyebrows. "I don't remember when I promised you that I would help you debug the server."

"I understand, but until the judge stabilizes, you will have to stay here."

In order to realize these theories, Eisenberg would not hesitate to use anyone, no matter who they were.

Duan Mingyuan and Heya are backup options, which means that even if the Judge completely loses control, there is still a chance of recovery.

"He's right."

Duan Mingyuan, who was silent for a long time, said, "We have been involved."

When Eisenberg spoke with Heya, he had been studying the changes brought about by the digital world, which brought about more than just changes in geographical location.

As he spoke, an iron pickaxe emitting a pitch-black luster appeared in his hand, and he hit the laboratory table in front of the two of them.

The experimental table did not follow the laws of physics and had a hole knocked out by the pickaxe. Instead, after making a "bang" sound, the materials fell to the ground like flowers scattered from heaven. Eisenburg and Heya saw strange icons of the materials and the number marked with "x20" next to them.

Immediately afterwards, all the materials were sucked away by Duan Mingyuan and disappeared in an instant.

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"How did you do it?"

Eisenburg and Heya said in unison. Eisenburg even stood up from his chair excitedly. He carefully touched the tables and chairs several times to confirm that their materials were no different from usual.

“It’s not difficult.”

Duan Mingyuan showed the two of them his other research results. He walked to the open space in the corner of the laboratory, lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then picked up a hoe and knocked at the air, and a brand new iron bookshelf appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them.

Duan Mingyuan was not satisfied with this. He looked around the laboratory, moved a chair, and used a hoe to knock down the incandescent lamp on the top of the laboratory into materials. When he knocked out a light bulb next to the bookshelf, a satisfied smile finally appeared on his face.

"Lend me the hoe."

Heya suddenly jumped in front of Duan Mingyuan, but the hoe was too big for the cellular drone. She finally got back to the table with the hoe and knocked on the table in the same way as Duan Mingyuan.

But nothing happened.

The lab table was neither damaged nor littered with materials.

"You're not proficient enough."

Duan Mingyuan pointed out the problem. This black iron pickaxe was the item with the highest authority level he could find at the moment. It had the functions of both demolition and creation.

He also spent a lot of energy to become proficient in using this prop.

"What proficiency? Don't make yourself sound like a veteran. We obviously came in together!"

Heya yelled in dissatisfaction. She didn't understand why Duan Mingyuan could always adapt to the changes immediately whenever a new form of energy appeared. Could it be that this person's characteristic was "adaptability"?

"It's common sense."

"Bam—!"

Before he could finish his words, the small cellular drone suddenly fell to the ground, and after struggling on the ground for several times, it was unable to fly again.

"What did you do to me, why can't I move all of a sudden?"

"Sorry, I haven't figured out the gifting system here yet. I accidentally gave too much. You must be overweight. Try to drop the overweight items first."

Under Duan Mingyuan's guidance, Heya's body began to spray something out continuously.

"What is this!"

Looking at the piles of wooden planks emerging from her body, Heya's emotions were somewhat out of control.

No wonder she couldn't move just now, hundreds of wooden planks appeared on her body out of thin air!

The numbers "x99" next to her made her blood pressure soar.

"Wooden slats are the most basic crafting material. They are perfect for practicing proficiency. This way they won't be wasted and will come in handy sooner or later."

All these knowledge points are thanks to September.

Duan Mingyuan doesn't usually play games, but when the game store was having a sale some time ago, Jiuyue bought several online games and also used buy one get one free deals to fill up his inventory. He learned all this knowledge from some casual construction games. When he and Jiuyue played games, Jiuyue usually started running around the map after making equipment, while he would stay in the camp to convert the raw materials that needed to be processed into basic materials, and then put them into different boxes according to categories.

But he couldn't keep playing.

Because every time September came back, she would put the items she looted from killing monsters outside in a mess. Seeing a bunch of irrelevant items appear in the boxes that he had worked so hard to classify, Duan Mingyuan's blood pressure suddenly soared.

In order to avoid becoming a hypertensive person at a young age, Duan Mingyuan ended his gaming career in time.

However, in the eyes of artificial intelligence, this may be what the world has always been like.

Not only objects, but even humans can be digitized.

"Wait a minute, you rubbed hundreds of wooden slats while we were talking?"

“Wooden slats can be transformed into the three most common materials, with no waste.”

"That's not the problem!"

"Yes."

Even Dr. Eisenberg couldn't help but chime in.

The hundreds of wood slats and their use are not important at all. The most important question is, "Where did you get all that wood?"

"Your problem is not important at all."

"No, this is very important. The digital world also has corresponding rules, and equivalent exchange is one of the principles."

Eisenburg said seriously.

Just like just now, Duan Mingyuan could knock the laboratory table into pieces of materials, and he could also reassemble them back onto the laboratory table, but the amount of materials was the same, neither increasing nor decreasing.

But these hundreds of wooden planks were different. Duan Mingyuan did not follow the principle of equal exchange and produced hundreds of pieces of wood out of thin air.

"Borrowed."

While studying the digital world, Duan Mingyuan found a place where a large amount of materials were stored. Almost all the raw materials he could imagine were available there.

He guessed that it should be the storage box of the Judge's camp, and it usually used these materials to build the prison.

At this moment, Heya secretly raised the hoe and lurked behind Eisenburg.

She also had an experiment she wanted to conduct.

"duang!"

Following a prompt sound, Eisenburg trembled suddenly.

There was no hole in his head from the hoe, nor was there any bleeding. There was only a number "-25" floating slowly above his head.

Immediately afterwards, the old doctor's eyes went dark and he fell to the ground, looking like he was dead.

Correspondingly, a yellow beam of light emerged from Heya's body, which seemed to be an upgraded special effect.

"The hoe's attack is 25."

Heya concluded, "Eisenburg-Adler's health points are less than 25. Humans are so fragile."

(End of this chapter)