World Tree Host's Wandering Digital Project

"Mr. Kayaba, I'm Imiya, and I'm here to talk to you from Yggdrasil. When are you free?"

"anytime."

"Then I'll contact you in a few days. I have some things to do here."

After hanging up the phone, Kamishiro Rinko hugged Kayaba Akihiko tightly. Both the appearance of the god and Kayaba's thoughts frightened her, and she didn't want to think about anything now.

On the other end of the phone, Proxima Centauri also has some work to do to solve some possible troubles.

Chapter 301 Game Development

The information of Proxima Centauri has been fabricated on the Internet, using the pseudonym Proxima.Centauri (伊米亚.森特瑞), which is the English name of Proxima Centauri.

All his information from childhood to adulthood is available on the Internet, and there are surveillance videos of the places where he has lived. Except for the fact that no one actually knows him, it can be said that everything is perfect.

The background is that he made his first money through online lottery, and now he uses this start-up capital to make a lot of money by speculating in stocks.

The host didn't want to go too far, so he didn't directly control the account and created something out of nothing, so he just closed his eyes and pressed zero.

These are all black money directly transferred from the stolen money of corrupt officials in various countries, and transferred into Proxima Centauri's account after being transferred through many hands of the host.

Although the host can really make money through stock speculation to start the capital, but for individuals that is too troublesome, and also those financial predators have to be careful not to find out the clues.

However, because the host went too far, many people opened their private accounts and saw that all their money was gone. They became furious and contacted the bank to inquire about the situation.

But the bank didn’t know what was going on. There was no transaction record in the system, as if the money didn’t exist at all.

Under pressure from a large number of people who called to complain and some powerful figures, the bank that claimed to be "always neutral" had to give in.

But in the end, no one could find out where the huge sum of money went, including the hackers they hired at a high price.

Even when the financiers were unable to contact the hackers for a long time and impatiently mobilized their energy to find the hackers, they were already dead. The computers in the house exploded, their bodies were riddled with bullets, and many of them were even killed while living in downtown areas.

Even though he lived in that heavily guarded Eastern country, he could not escape, but was hacked to death there, and there was no trace of the murderer at the scene.

Since it is black money and they are afraid of the other party's unscrupulousness, these people can only suffer in silence.

Proximamon was currently sitting in a quiet box with Kayaba Akihiko.

It's not some high-end place, just a private room in a restaurant across from Kayaba Company.

Kayaba Akihiko was very nervous looking at the expressionless man opposite him. The other party was a subordinate of God and now he was a colleague. He really didn't know how to get along with him.

"Don't be nervous, I'm Imiya, just call me Proxima. I'm here to discuss the next work so that I can complete the mission of Master Yggdrasil."

"Mr. Proxima, may I ask...what should Master Yggdrasil do?"

To be honest, although he bowed to the console, Kayaba had no idea what he should do. He had no idea whether to continue developing his own game or what to do. The entire game production team was stopped and sent home on the pretext of taking a temporary break and relaxing.

Although the members had no idea what Kayaba was thinking, they were still happy to take the paid leave.

"I will buy your company, or you can switch to my company and make your game better first, and attract as many people as possible."

Proximamon gave Kayaba two choices and handed him a piece of paper.

"Write down the required funds or salary on the paper. It doesn't matter how much."

Anyway, even a number that would cause the world's financial collapse is just a matter of a few strokes.

Looking at the white paper in front of him, Kayaba had mixed feelings, as his ideals were now entrusted to another person, or god.

Kayaba wrote down a number casually, already impatient.

Those official personnel who were still paying attention to Kayaba Akihiko were soon surprised to find that the chairman of Kayaba Company had been replaced by a foreigner, and all the shares were taken back by him. Only Kayaba and his girlfriend Kamishiro were left in the company, and everyone else was fired with a generous compensation.

Officials soon approached Kayaba and asked him what happened.

"Nothing. I found that my money was not enough to support my dream, so I found a kind-hearted person to invest in my project."

The people who came to ask looked at each other. Kayaba had exchanged his technology for a large sum of money and various supports, but they really didn't expect that the astronomical figure was not enough to support Kayaba. What exactly is his game like?

But if you think about it carefully, a genius scientist may not necessarily be able to run a company well, and they don't know what Kayaba's ideal is. What if it's really not enough?

"That person?"

"These people are different from what I expected, they can't keep up with my progress, and they only drag me down."

Okay, he is a genius, and geniuses are always a little different from ordinary people.

The authorities conducted a thorough investigation of Imiya and found everything to be normal. He was a foreign nouveau riche who had a very speculative chat with Kayaba on the Internet and came to Japan to invest in Kayaba, so there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

What this guy did afterwards was a bit confusing. He changed the company's name to [Digital Monster] and then just gave up on it, which was consistent with his image as a nouveau riche financier.

There is no IP called "Digimon" in this world, so Proxima Centauri doesn't have to buy the copyright.

The game company opened by Kayaba is now just an empty shell, with Kayaba as the only programmer left. Rinko Kamishiro was in charge of the game helmet, but was also stopped by Proxima.

When Proxima finished dealing with the company's affairs, Kayaba Akihiko didn't know what to do. He returned to the company out of habit, sat at his workstation again and started typing code, but the computer showed no response.

When he wanted to contact Proxima to inquire about the situation, a large amount of code flashed down like a waterfall.

The familiar situation immediately made him alert. He turned off the computer and left the office to ask Proxima.

"That's okay, that's your game being perfected."

“But I didn’t do anything.”

"I didn't ask you to do anything. We will arrange everything."

Proximamon saw Kayaba's contradiction and decided to at least give some sense of participation in other people's dreams.

How about this, you take care of the most important things you are responsible for, and we will help you complete the rest. "

Kayaba hurried back to design his own game. When he passed by the office area, he saw that all the workstations were empty, but the computers automatically opened like his, and a large amount of code appeared out of thin air.

He wanted to see what these codes meant, but unfortunately the codes were refreshed too quickly and could not be seen by the naked eye.

After his eyes were dazzled, Kayaba took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, gave up, and hurried back to his office. The computer that he should have turned off the power was still on the screen waiting for him to finish his work, but when he looked again, the power switch was off.

The power was turned on and off again, and the white light from the computer screen kept shining on Kayaba's glasses.

Kayaba once again felt the terror of that great god.

The network and all electronic devices in this area are taken over by the host. Even unplugging the power supply is useless. The host is never restricted by hardware.

As for Kamishiro Rinko, she had a complete rest. She didn't need to stay in the laboratory all day to study components. Proxima said that there would be suitable equipment in the future. She simply took care of Kayaba Akihiko in the company, hoping to dissuade him from committing suicide.

It was quite easy. The company seemed to have been transformed. The lights, coffee machines, sweepers... were all controlled by smart devices. When you were thirsty, a cup of warm and fragrant coffee would be automatically brought to you by the sweeper. When you were hungry, the cafeteria would automatically serve sumptuous meals to Kayaba and Kamishiro. There was even a candlelight dinner at night.

Kayaba and Kamishiro both want to settle down in the company because they live too comfortably.

"Do you like it? I can renovate your home and it can be done easily."

Kamishiro asks Proximamon how this was done, and Proximamon suggests that she and Kayaba's home could be transformed into this.

Although she was very tempted, Kamishiro still refused because she was afraid that she and Kayaba would be turned into useless people.

No matter how hard Kayaba tried, his work speed could never be comparable to that of the host. When he was working day and night to complete his own work, the host had already finished, and the factory of the [Iron Empire] was starting to manufacture the required helmets.

However, the host still carefully examined Kayaba's design to see if there was anything to recommend it. There was no doubt that from the host's perspective, anything designed by humans looked like a kindergarten kid's doodle, but the host could still find some bright spots in Kayaba, but that was all. Probably from the kindergarten

Raised to primary school level.

Proxima Centauri has been spending money lavishly during this period, not only purchasing factories to cover up the origin of the helmets, but also investing in advertising for the company's new games, bombarding the world with advertisements more intensively than a certain "Rice Corporation".

It can be said that now a person can see advertisements no less than twenty times a day when he opens his eyes. Street advertisements, electronic screens, flyers... pop-up ads, search results, and push notifications on the Internet... are all this stuff.

Whether it is the big screen in Times Square in the United States or the big iron sign in some corner of Africa, advertisements of the Digimon Company are everywhere.

There are only a few pictures, showing a huge sky city floating in the air and silhouettes of beasts or humans fighting.

“The world’s first fully immersive VR game, DIGITALMONSTER: evolution, will be released soon with the fully immersive device Nerve Gear!”

Below the few big words is the game's official website, and the various advertisements are basically the same.

With his attitude of truly treating money as dirt and his handsome appearance, Proxima Centauri became the most popular person in the world in just a few weeks.

Many people have been digging into his past, but no one can find out anything. He was an orphan who had been wandering around since he was a child. He made his first fortune by luck in his twenties. He entered the stock market and became unstoppable. He met a genius scientist on the Internet and hit it off, and invested all his fortune in it.

There is nothing wrong with the background fabricated by Proxima Centauri. The only flaw is the person. No one has actually seen him during this experience. This shortcoming was made up at this time. When reporters came to Proxima Centauri along the wandering route fabricated by Proxima Centauri, many people said that they had seen Imia when he was a child... It's normal to take advantage of the popularity.

"...He is such a cute and sensible child. I even want to adopt him."

Kayaba pointed at the talkative fat lady on the screen and joked with Proximamon. During this period of time, he and Kamishiro seemed to treat Proximamon as a friend and were no longer as reserved as they were at the beginning.

"Is she telling the truth?"

"Who knows?"

Proxima shrugged.

Praise, slander...people's stories were different, even contradictory, but this also gave reporters room to make up stories.

There were also honest people who read the report and thought carefully whether they had really seen this man with pink and purple pupils, but in the end, after thinking about it over and over again, they forgot about it because it had been too long.

More people are discussing on various social media the behavior of placing advertisements crazily without any proof.

“Is this really the legendary virtual game?”

"He must be quite confident if he dares to say that."

"I heard that the military has already been trained using this technique."

"I guess this game must be bad, all the money was spent on marketing."

"I think if they can spend so much money on marketing, they must have invested even more in the game."

"How come there are filial sons coming to wash now?"

"It's just a matter of fact. Imiya is so rich that he doesn't look like a scammer."

"How much money did your father give you?"

"Dian, if you tell the truth, you will become a filial son's army."

Thanks to the deals made between Kayaba and various countries, the game was unimpeded, and even the most difficult version number to obtain in the East was obtained by jumping the queue, and the process of harmonious castration was omitted.

The official website of the game quickly released a video, which was shared by netizens from all over the world on major video websites.

In a simple room, a young man picked up a sci-fi helmet, put it on his head and lay down. The camera zoomed in and gave a close-up before the transparent covers on both sides closed.

Proxima Centauri with its eyes closed looks like a sleeping prince, but from a distance it looks more like a solemn statue.

“Isn’t this the CEO of their company?”

"My husband is so handsome!"

“I took a screenshot of this and used it as my wallpaper.”

The camera seemed to have changed to the perspective of Imiah. A large number of codes were displayed on the mask in front of him. The picture was obviously dark at first, and then with a groan, the picture became bright.

The originally white ceiling has become quite gorgeous, with a lot of carvings and patterns.

I stretched out my hand and saw that the human's hands had turned into a pair of sharp claws.

The perspective is zoomed out, revealing the whole body.

"Wow, furry!"

“He’s kind of handsome.”

The red and white dragon man stretched his body, walked out the door and knocked on the door opposite.

"Heathcliff, are you ready?"

"It has been prepared for a long time."

When the door opened, a tightly wrapped wizard came out holding a staff.

When you walk out of the hotel, you will see all kinds of animals and humans coming and going on the street, so many that it is almost dizzying.

The dragon man controlled by Yimiya seemed to take out a prop from his backpack and crushed it. The bodies of the two turned into a white light and flew into the sky.

The scene changed, and in the black palace, Emilia and Heathcliff were fighting a ferocious evil dragon.

The wizard kept chanting spells and swung fireballs to interfere with the evil dragon, while the red and white dragon man stepped forward to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

After a few moves, the evil dragon fell down and turned into light particles that rushed towards the wizard and the dragon man.

The wizard's body emits white light, and he transforms from a down-and-out wizard into a mysterious and handsome swordsman.

The red and white dragon man also emitted white light from his body, and his body quickly expanded and turned into a mighty white dragon.

"Roar!!"

After the shocking dragon roar, the picture zoomed out again, this time very far, even out of the sky. The camera came out from the first layer of a huge sky city, showing the magnificent sky city in the sea of ​​clouds.