Am I going to die?
Of course, there's no doubt about it.
A poor woodcutter who could only live in the mountains, a man who, judging from his surroundings, made a living by chopping wood and selling it, whose family didn't even have a single piece of clothing to cover themselves, would undoubtedly be targeted by any demon.
Soon, the black claw opened the window, revealing a terrifying face with blue skin and fangs, which looked at the family of five with a ferocious smile.
Screams and fear filled the air as the man bravely stepped forward to stop her, desperately trying to help the woman escape with the child.
It's all useless.
The game I designed myself required logic, so the chances of escaping in this situation were almost nonexistent.
Sure enough, soon after her adoptive father was disemboweled, the frail mother didn't even have time to escape with her children.
The best approach is to abandon one or two children, split up, and eventually at least one child can be saved.
But this foolish woman didn't want to give up on anyone; she was too greedy. All three children wanted to live, but how could that be possible?
The result, naturally, was that all five members of the family perished tragically.
Everyone held their breath as they watched Pu Yunchuan being torn to pieces, their eyes wide with anticipation for what would happen next.
The experiment leaders were all ashen-faced, silently praying.
The investors were completely baffled, not understanding why DataLife would arrange such a dangerous environment, and what it was trying to demonstrate.
But soon, as the image blurred, Pu Yunchuan opened his eyes again.
This time, however, he was born in a relatively bright wooden cabin.
Reborn?
The results came out in less than 15 minutes.
Pu Yunchuan, who was supposed to be dead, reappeared as an infant in a relatively nice wooden house.
This house is bright and spacious; it's clearly from a wealthy family.
"This is..." A group of wealthy patrons stared intently at the screen, their faces full of confusion.
"Everyone!" At this point, how could the person in charge not react?
He quickly approached and laughed loudly, "This is the final content we're going to show you today!"
"What do you mean?" an elderly Chinese woman coughed for a while and asked in a low voice.
She was already in the late stage of lung cancer. The reason she invested so much money in this project was just out of wishful thinking. Originally, she was planning to withdraw her investment because the experiment had not yielded any results for a long time. Unexpectedly, she was suddenly told that the project had succeeded.
Besides excitement and agitation, she felt mostly doubt.
There are countless research teams in the world that deceive laypeople, make empty promises to investors, and swindle funds from them, especially in the America, where the investment environment is excellent.
"Data life is long and enduring!" the person in charge quickly said. "This is the key point we want to demonstrate. In the data world, as long as it is within the established worldview, life can Samsara infinitely, starting over again and again. Just like what you see before you, you can live different lives in different virtual worlds, and even if there are unexpected events, you can start over."
"Oh?" Although the investors were extremely excited about this idea, they remained cautious. Those who could become large corporations were not simple people and were not so easily fooled.
"I've heard that the reason those teams failed before was because their memory data was extremely unstable. It would disintegrate and lose its autonomy with the slightest shock, turning into a meaningless jumble of data, right?"
"Yes!" the person in charge quickly replied, "But our team has already overcome this problem, and the evidence before us is proof."
"Proof?" The old woman sneered. "He hasn't answered you yet, has he?"
The old woman pointed to the device connected to Pu Yunchuan in the distance. "This is a device that can connect to data, right? Since the scene shows his Samsara after death, why don't you contact him?"
The old lady's words immediately puzzled the white people around her.
The person in charge frowned. This elderly Chinese woman, surnamed Zhou, was a computer expert herself, and such an insider was not easily fooled.
Or are you actually not confident?
"How could that be?" The person in charge quickly smiled apologetically, "I was just being anxious. Dr. Qiu, please contact Mr. Pu Yunchuan immediately to see if he is of sound mind."
"Yes," a middle-aged woman responsible for connecting the equipment nodded quickly, activating the connection and saying, "Mr. Pu Yunchuan, can you hear me, Pu Yunchuan?"
"Can be heard"
A familiar voice rang out, instantly making everyone's heart skip a beat!
Both the investors and the researchers were incredibly excited.
To date, no experimental subject has been able to maintain consciousness under intense stimulation. They all thought that Pu Yunchuan's consciousness would dissipate under such a death-like stimulus, but the result gave them a huge surprise: Pu Yunchuan was actually able to maintain his memories!
Even the person in charge was incredibly excited, and immediately abandoned the investors and ran to the equipment room.
At this point, no investment matters anymore. With this achievement, where can't we attract investment?
What this world has no shortage of are rich people who don't want to die!
"How are you feeling, Mr. Pu Yunchuan?" the person in charge asked hurriedly.
"It doesn't feel good," Pu Yunchuan said, pursing his lips. "What do you guys think of being torn to pieces by a monster?"
"Oh, haha, I'm really sorry, Mr. Pu Yunchuan, but who told you that you're best suited for the current environment?"
"What's next? What are you planning to do?" Pu Yunchuan said quietly, "Should we let me continue to grow up here and observe again in this Samsara?"
"No, we don't have that time." The person in charge hurriedly said, "The Data Life experiment may be stopped by the authorities at any time. We must produce more results as quickly as possible in order to save the project. So, we hope that Mr. Pu Yunchuan can continue to cooperate with us?"
"How do we cooperate?" Pu Yunchuan's heart skipped a beat, but he tried to keep his voice calm, deliberately with a hint of wariness.
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Pu Yunchuan. You've passed the most dangerous period. Now, as long as you're careful and cooperate with us, we'll make your situation more and more stable."
"Really?" Pu Yunchuan looked relieved.
"But the prerequisite is that you cooperate with us, understand, Mr. Pu Yunchuan? Otherwise, if the experiment is shut down, you may also be shut down."
The person in charge's voice carried a clear threat. Although he used the excuse that the authorities might shut down the project, his meaning was clear: if you don't obey, we can shut you down at any time!
"Okay, I understand. Tell me what you want me to do."
"We'll connect you to a supercomputer. You designed this game, so you should know most of the programs in it, right?"
"Um"
"After connecting to the supercomputer, we need your help to change your current simulation environment, and then we need you to help us build something."
"What should we build?"
"A place capable of accommodating a large amount of data, a relatively peaceful simulation environment—we're tentatively calling this place 'Data City '!"
Pu Yunchuan: "."
So that's how it is.
The mystery that had troubled him for years has finally been solved: it turns out that he, no, Pu Yunchuan, is the creator of the Data City!