Hello, Mr. Major General

Lu Jin was sitting in Gu Nianzhi's bedroom, checking her brainwave data while listening to the news on the TV.

When he heard the news broadcast, he seemed to remember something, suddenly stood up, and said to Huo Shaoheng: "You look at Nianzhi, I will come as soon as I go."

He rushed out of Huo Shaoheng's residence and went back to his own residence next door.

He returned to the study in his mansion, turned on his quantum computer, and began to calculate data.

Five minutes later, he returned to Gu Nianzhi's suite in Huo Shaoheng's official residence, and said to Huo Shaoheng: "Hurry up and send another message, so that those who have been diagnosed and died should not be cremated immediately!"

"Connect the ventilator, turn on the computer, put on the gaming helmet, wait a minute!"

Huo Shaoheng stood up in shock, "What?! Can people who have been diagnosed dead be saved?!"

Lu Jin suffocated, knocked on each other unconsciously, and said: "I'm not sure, but from a medical point of view, these people who are diagnosed as dead should be in a state of brain death, and brain death is the most unstable state. "

"Based on the impact of this game on brain waves, I think those people may be saved as long as their bodies are still there!"

Because this game involves too many deaths, it has caused very intense social unrest in various countries.

If what Lu Jin said is true, it would really be "saving a life and winning a seventh-level float."

Huo Shaoheng nodded immediately, "I'm going to find someone!"

He left Gu Nianzhi's bedroom and drove directly to the military headquarters to find General Ji.

The Admiral of the Season is also holding an emergency meeting at this time.

There are too many people affected everywhere. Even if you don't have a home, your colleagues, neighbors, or relatives will always be recruited.

A living tragedy happened suddenly, and ordinary people couldn't stand the impact.

They will choose something they don't usually do to vent their fears.

The season admiral is in contact with the garrisons everywhere, ready to dispatch at any time, before the situation becomes irreversible, to make the last stand for the order of this society.

After Huo Shaoheng came, the season admiral immediately let him in.

"Shao Heng, is there any more news?"

The news passed by Huo Shaoheng just now took effect, and the death toll began to plummet.

Admiral Ji saw him coming in and immediately looked at him hopefully, wishing he could come up with a solution immediately.

He even thought about it. As long as Huo Shaoheng can solve this crisis, he will retire immediately and give him the position!

Huo Shaoheng was a little ashamed by Admiral Ji’s gaze. He pursed his lips and said: “Not yet, but our special plane recommends that the families of those who have been diagnosed dead should not be cremated immediately. Put them on a ventilator, turn on the game, and put on helmets."

"Ah? What is this going to do?" The season admiral frowned. "If you still can't survive, you have to know that the consequences will be more serious."

It is one thing to have no hope. It is the cruelest to give people hope and then to smash hope, and the consequences are of course more serious.

It is not that Huo Shaoheng does not understand this, but at this time, he cannot only consider his political future and consequences.

With so many lives in front of him, he couldn't step up on them.

Even if there are a lot of risks, he will do it.

"I know, so the season admiral, one can save one, I take full responsibility for this matter."

Huo Shaoheng stood with a straight military posture in the high-level conference room of the General Hospital of the Military Region, and saluted the military leaders in the conference room with a standard military salute, saying: "Please agree to my request!"

Huo Guanchen sat in the conference room, looking at his son, feeling extremely complicated.

This is a crisis beyond everyone's imagination. If it is not handled well, it is possible for Huo Shaoheng to go to a military court.

But if handled well...

Huo Guanchen squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

He knocked on the table and said sternly: "I think Major General Huo's words are very reasonable, we are soldiers, to defend our home and our country!"

"What is home? What is country?"

"It's the people who live with us day and night!"

"Now they are in danger and their lives are in danger. As long as there is a one-tenth chance of saving them, we as soldiers cannot give up!"

"I support Major General Huo's proposal. However, I am the director of the General Political Department of the Military Ministry. I apply to the Military Ministry and I will go to the TV station to explain the situation to you."

Admiral Ji looked at him unexpectedly, silent.

Huo Guanchen, this is to share the risk of Huo Shaoheng...

Huo Shaoheng was also very surprised. He looked over in silence, did not speak, but paid a very powerful military salute in the direction of Huo Guanchen.

Huo Guanchen nodded at him.

Admiral Ji discussed with everyone and agreed to Huo Shaoheng and Huo Guanchen's proposal, saying: "Then General Huo Guanchen will explain the situation to the TV station, hoping to really help more desperate citizens."

After the meeting, Huo Guanchen was the first to go out.

Huo Shaoheng thought for a while, but chased him out, and stopped Huo Guanchen: "Admiral Huo..."

Huo Guanchen stopped and turned to look at him, with a very slow voice: "Shao Heng, the political risk of this matter is too great, I can't let you take it alone."

Huo Shaoheng said calmly: "You don't have to do this, I will take all responsibilities."

"This is not your job alone. Someone from the military department must express your opinion." Huo Guanchen patted his shoulder and said with emotion: "You are still young, let me do something for you."

In the sun, Huo Shaoheng saw the deep lines in the corners of his father's eyes, and said nothing.

He stretched out his hand.

Huo Guanchen shook his hand and said, "Work hard and find out who is behind the scenes. Read it... it's up to you."

Huo Shaoheng nodded, "Thank you."

...

Soon, China TV Station broadcasted another important news to the world.

"Dear viewers, if anyone around you is declared dead because of Your Life game, you can take the following first aid measures to them."

"Don't be cremated, reconnect the ventilator, turn on the computer game, put on the helmet, and wait for Your Life to correct their mistakes."

After this news was broadcast, it immediately reversed the chaos and turmoil in the world.

I thought that my family and friends were dead and hopeless, but now it sounds like that remote China country seems to have a way!

As a result, many countries have high hopes for China, and their favor with China is unprecedentedly high. At the same time, they hate Your Life even more.

Now that the social crisis has subsided temporarily, all countries have time to pursue the responsibility of Your Life from top to bottom.

The company's headquarters in the Cayman Islands has been blown up.

And many people are rushing to the Cayman Islands to demonstrate and put direct pressure on the company.

But this game company is not a listed company, and everyone knows almost nothing about the company's operations and management.

In the headquarters of this company, all the technicians were in a frantic state during the time when the game had an accident.

Almost instantly, they lost control of the game, not to mention patching to correct errors, even maintenance was impossible.

From the top technical director responsible for the entire game architecture to the junior programmers who have just joined the company below, all of them are like bereaved concubines, lying in front of their computer desks, as if they were undergoing a trial of life and death.

"What happened?!"

"Why don't all the instructions work?!"

"Can I unplug the power?!"

"Stop!" The company's technical director slapped the computer desk and shouted, "No server can be turned off! And the standby power must be kept online at all times! Until the problem is solved, none of you can leave!"

Everyone looked at the gaffeous technical director and shrank and hid behind the computer screen. No one dared to refute.

In this way, twenty-four hours later, the executives of Your Life finally showed up.

In the past twenty-four hours, they have also had a very difficult time.

This game company has been running for several years, and there has never been such a thing, and there has not even been a system crash. How come such a big news suddenly happened?

"You said, what is going on?!"

In the conference room of the company headquarters, the board members were staring at these executives, especially the technical directors, with angry eyes.

"You are the technical director! The annual salary plus dividends of tens of millions of dollars each year, you poke us such a big mistake?! Believe it or not we can sue you for compensation!"

The members of the board of directors also have family members who are fainted because of this game. They themselves want to hang all the programmers of this company.

The technical director hadn't slept all day and night, and his face grew cyan stubble.

He is a Russian, a computer genius from a young age, and an absolute talent for games.

The game Your Life is based on a 25-line source code provided by the company.

He took a look at the source code at the time and was deeply impressed. After all, he came to this small island to help them build the most creative online games.

Who knew there would be today's result?

Standing in the silver-white conference room, he looked at the members of the board who was so angry that he wanted to kill him. He took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice: "I...we searched for nearly 24 hours and looked for... A possible reason..."

"What is the possible reason?! Say it! There is no time for you nonsense!"

The technical director closed his eyes, took off his black-rimmed glasses, wiped them, and put them on again.

He seemed to have made an important decision, and his expression became serious.

"Dear directors, I had imagined this matter before, but I never thought that this matter would come true one day."

"What's the matter?!" The directors sat up straight, staring sharply at him, "Don't tell me, you have already noticed something wrong with this game!"

"I was aware of it, but it wasn't like that. I didn't know it would be like this..." The technical director combined his hands and said to the board members in the conference room: "It's like this, this game, it's alive."

"Alive?! I think you are crazy!" A board member thumped the table, "Do you think we are a fool?!"

"It's not..." There was an excited light in the technical director's eyes, "Not so!"

"This game is alive, because it has a life! Its ai has evolved!"

The meeting room was quiet for a while, and then a director asked suspiciously: "...what did you say? ai? What does this have to do with ai?"

"...Our game has always had a strong self-learning function. This is elementary ai, artificial intelligence." The technical director also thumped the table, "but I didn't expect it to evolve so fast!"

"This time something happened, because the game's ai completely mastered the initiative!"

"It disconnected our programmers' interface, closed the entire game ecosystem, and even took over our database storage servers scattered all over the world!"

"We can't beat it!"

"Fart!" The director who spoke just now couldn't help but cursed, "You have to fret when you unplug the power to see it!"

"Can't pull!" almost everyone in the conference room yelled, "Once the power is unplugged, ai may disappear, but tens of millions of people who are stunned by the game will die!"

No one can bear such consequences.

"Is there no way?!" A director shouted, "My daughter is still lying in the hospital taking oxygen! She is only sixteen years old! Is she going to be a vegetative for a lifetime?!"

"The evolution of artificial intelligence is terrible." The technical director became frustrated. He looked at his hand, "I used to teach AI how to write programs and do maintenance. Now, AI has blocked me directly..."

"What should I do?! Do you want to tell the whole world that ai is at fault now in this matter?!" The chairman of the board of directors has a headache.

The technical director shrugged, "We can only tell the truth." 6