The entire treatment process was very simple.
He opened the hatch, lay down inside, closed the hatch, and then Ling Yi lost consciousness.
When Ling Yi woke up again, ten minutes had passed, and the hatch was fully open.
"Host, congratulations on your rebirth!" the system's voice announced.
"Thank you, thank you!" Ling Yi was stunned for a moment, "Really, are you cured?"
"Yes, host!"
"I think I should probably go to the hospital for a checkup!" Ling Yi found it hard to describe his feelings at that moment.
In his previous life, he died in a hospital bed, a painful and repulsive death.
At that time, under the pressure of certain death, he had become like a madman, extremely sensitive.
Sometimes, a single glance from a family member can cause him to misunderstand, and he'll start yelling and screaming.
It's fair to say that he alone caused immense suffering for all his family and relatives.
As he was dying, his cousin whispered in his ear, "You should die quietly. You're really annoying right now!"
Was my cousin being too harsh? Not at all. Ling Yi single-handedly dragged his family down with him and his relatives.
Even at the very last moment, his family never gave up on him. They were raising money from all sides and doing their best to treat Ling Yi, hoping for even the slightest chance of survival.
My cousin even went so far as to borrow a large amount of money through soft loans, totaling at least 200,000 yuan.
They are all ordinary people. My cousin went through a lot of hardship to finally get into a government-affiliated institution, which is known as a "golden rice bowl".
This 200,000 yuan soft loan will likely ruin his future.
But the cousin hated Ling Yi not because of these things, but because of Ling Yi's attitude towards his family.
Ling Yi was under pressure because he was afraid of death, but his family was under just as much pressure.
Ling Yi, however, showed absolutely no consideration.
Looking back now, Ling Yi is filled with guilt.
Therefore, after Ling Yi transmigrated to Parallel World and found himself in the body of someone else suffering from brain cancer, his first choice was, as his cousin from his previous life had said, to leave quietly.
He didn't want to be a burden to his family in the world any longer.
"System, can I go back to my Minecraft?" Ling Yi asked.
"When the host finds himself again someday, he can go back!"
Finding yourself?
"Host, you don't need to take this too seriously. As long as you are strong enough, there is nothing you can't do." The system was clearly hiding something.
However, Ling Yi didn't press the matter further, as it would be pointless.
As the system said, as long as you are strong enough, there is nothing you cannot do.
Clearing his mind of all distractions, Ling Yi opened the system interface.
[ Transmigration Livestream Simulation System (Host: Ling Yi, already bound)]
[ Battle Power: 8 (The average value for a normal person is 5)]
[ Transmigration Points: 2233]
[World already generated][Click to expand]
[ Golden Finger Generator ][Click to Expand]
[ Simulation World Mission List][Click to Edit]
[Redeemable List][Click to Expand]
The Battle Power increased from 3 to 8, and the Transmigration Points also increased from five digits to four digits.
Ling Yi had already realized that the Transmigration Points was the core of everything.
Therefore, Ling Yi's first task is to lift the official traffic restrictions on various platforms.
The nano- Computer, equipped with its own intelligent system, was given the name "JL" by Ling Yi.
As for why it was given such a name, it's just a simple abbreviation with no special meaning. If you really want to explain it, it's just an identifier of the origin of this bio -Computer.
JL successfully obtained access to these platforms and lifted the official traffic restrictions.
"Can't we create our own live streaming platform? You can use your own platform as a server, so why do you have to hijack the traffic of other platforms?" Ling Yi asked, puzzled.
"Boss, while my main body can function as a server, it requires sufficient bandwidth."
"Bandwidth?"
"The problem is that the boss's home internet speed isn't fast enough; without sufficient speed, it can't support such a massive volume of data access."
"Then just solve the bandwidth problem!"
"Boss, even if we solve the bandwidth problem, such a massive amount of data access will inevitably attract the attention of the authorities. You probably don't want to deal with the authorities, right? It would be better to just hijack the traffic of other platforms."
"Anyway, our live stream interface is just a window."
Ling Yi nodded, agreeing that it made sense.
"System, I have a question!" Ling Yi asked the system in his mind.
"Host, please speak!" The system's voice was as gentle as ever.
"You said before that as long as someone believes in the existence of time travel, they can obtain Transmigration Points, right?"
"Although the authorities have implemented traffic restrictions, given the current level of online interest, there must be more than just these people who have time-traveled, right?"
"Host, live streaming is the bridge for the system to obtain the Transmigration Points."
"You mean only viewers watching the live stream can generate Transmigration Points?"
"Yes, and it's only available instantly. Outside of the live stream, no matter how many people believe it or how great the impact, they still can't obtain the Transmigration Points."
"Is this a system limitation?"
"It's not a system limitation; the Transmigration Points is a form of energy. The host can understand that, right?"
"The system can only acquire this energy while the game is live. The Transmigration Points' is just a name the system has arbitrarily defined; the host can change it to any name if they wish."
"Okay, I understand!"
With the lifting of traffic restrictions, the number of viewers, which was originally only over Wu Bai million, Rapid Speed to nearly sixty million in less than an hour, almost a tenfold increase.
As the number of viewers of the live stream increased, Ling Yi's Transmigration Points also began to rise steadily.
Meanwhile, in the virtual movie world of Elysium, the number of Simulation time travelers has dwindled to less than 20,000.
The reason for this is that the ruling class of the Paradise has discovered the existence of these transmigrators and is currently dispatching a large number of robots to investigate and hunt them down.
Although the Simulation world travel is a virtual world, from a certain perspective, it is also a real world.
This virtuality can be understood as a state of existence, but it does not affect its real nature!
Chichi and his three companions were quite lucky; they survived by hiding and fleeing until now.
"What do we do now?" Ergou asked, wiping the sweat from his face.
"We need to obtain an identity in this world, otherwise we can't do anything. Those robot inspectors only recognize identities, not people!" Chichi's breathing was like a bellows.
The four of them almost got killed by the robot inspectors during their run.
"I've never been this pathetic before! Once Laozi on some weapons, I'm going to take these robots apart!" Young Master Xiao Wang complained dejectedly.
No one paid any attention to his complaints; now was not the time for complaining.
"Who were those people who just rushed out? Can we make contact with them?" Zhu Meier asked Chichi.
"It should be some kind of resistance organization in this world. After all, it's just a movie, and it doesn't explain much, but the conflict between humanity and Elysium will inevitably be exploited by those with ulterior motives."
It's not surprising that some resistance groups have emerged.
"Contact is absolutely necessary; otherwise, if things continue like this, we won't be able to hide for long!"
"But we need to offer a sufficient price to have a chance to talk to them on equal terms; otherwise, the outcome might not be good."
"But we have nothing now!" said Zhu Meier.
"Why don't we have any? We do!" Ergou suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up.
Chichi nodded and smiled, "Yes, understanding the plot is our biggest advantage!"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go find those people!" said Young Master Xiao Wang.
Chichi three of them shook their heads simultaneously.
"What do you mean?" Young Master Xiao Wang, puzzled.
" Xiaoshao, can't you use your brain for once? Do you even know where those people are?"
"We can't just sit here and wait, can we?" Young Master Xiao Wang knew he had acted rashly again, and shrugged as he spoke.
"If I'm not mistaken, they should come looking for us!"
Why should I?
As soon as Young Master Xiao Wang finished speaking, rhythmic applause came from the alley entrance.
Following their gaze, the group saw three burly men armed with guns slowly walking towards them.
"May I have your name?"
The one-eyed One-Eye Ignore Young Master Xiao Wang and looked at Chen Chichi, asking a question.
Young Master Xiao Wang shrugged and took a few steps back. He wasn't particularly angry. Although he was a bit reckless, he was self-aware enough to know that his brain wasn't working properly.
This is not the time for him to make a fool of himself.
If they mess things up, they might get shot on the spot.
"That's not important, and I don't think you care about that either!" Chichi forced herself to calm down, staring intently at the One-Eye.
"That makes sense. We're not friends yet, but you don't have much time. Those damn robots will find us soon."
" John Carlyle, he has something in his mind, something that could change the world order!" Chichi said slowly.
The One-Eye man's pupils contracted John Carlyle —he had naturally heard of this name, or rather, very few people on Blue Star didn't know it.
This is an executive at Elysium, and also the administrator of these robot inspections.
Or rather, he is the spokesperson for Elysium on Blue Star.
"What is it?" the One-Eye asked.
Chichi shook his head, not answering the question, but instead stating his conditions. "We need identity cards, and we need weapons!"
The One-Eye stared intently at Chichi for a long while before finally saying, "An identity card is acceptable, but a weapon is not!"
"Then there's nothing to discuss!" Chichi shrugged.
One-Eye raised his gun, pointed it at Chichi, and sneered, "That's the wrong answer. You should understand that there are many people like you; you're not the only option!"
Young Master Xiao Wang and the others couldn't help but swallow hard. At this moment, they admired Chichi to the extreme.
If they had been shoved in the head, their legs would have gone weak, but Chichi remained calm. For that alone, they had to admire him.
"You're right, but you should also know that there's only one serving, first come, first served. If you're late, you won't even get a sip of soup."
Chichi added at the end, "We are not enemies; we are merely passersby in this world!"
"It seems the news is true. You really are from another world?" One-Eye lowered his gun and frowned.
Upon hearing this, Chichi and the others all narrowed their eyes.
Clearly, some time travelers have already revealed their identities.
Although transmigrators don't actually die in this world, they simply return to their Original World after death.
There are many ways to leave a time traveler half-dead.
It's quite possible that some time travelers, after being captured and subjected to severe torture, revealed their identities as time travelers, and possibly even the plot of the story.
Of course, it's also possible that some transmigrators, like Chichi and his group, found collaborators in this world and voluntarily revealed their identities as transmigrators.