Are you sure it will succeed?
At the very top of the laboratory, a group of elderly people were looking at the experimental results with utmost solemnity!
Most of these people were over fifty years old, the oldest of whom looked to be around seventy or eighty, and they were all familiar faces.
If anyone were here, they would most likely be recognized, because those sitting here are mostly celebrities.
Especially the oldest one, there had been no news of him for five years. Many people thought he was seriously ill at home, but they never expected that he would be abroad and secretly supporting such an experiment!
"There won't be any problem." The person who answered was a middle-aged woman, who was clearly under a lot of pressure facing these people.
The meeting room was filled with dignitaries from several regions, including Fang Family with centuries of history, the largest shareholder behind a large fund with over a century of history, legends from the financial and political worlds, and, most surprisingly, elderly Chinese people.
She never imagined that the bigwigs supporting her experiment would be such powerful figures.
If this attempt fails, I'm afraid I'll have to give back all the money I've already swallowed, and I probably won't even be able to escape unscathed.
I could only silently pray that the team's budget wouldn't go wrong.
The elderly men exchanged glances. In the news, they were mostly in a competitive state, but the world at the top was interconnected, and information spread quickly and directly. After obtaining firsthand success data, the laboratory had already replaced its previous investors.
How could such groundbreaking scientific achievements possibly fall into the hands of a lucky few?
If it were other petty gains, I'd let it go. Even if it were a chance to make big money, I wouldn't forbid some newcomers from climbing up. But in this kind of situation, of course, I can't let others have priority.
"There's only this one successful experiment so far. If those people succeed today, does that mean that in the future, the only way to achieve permanent immortality is within this game world?"
"It shouldn't be that bad," the middle-aged woman said, wiping her sweat. "Our team speculates that Pu Yunchuan's success is most likely due to the game being too realistic. The decades he experiences in it are just like real life. This process gradually causes his memory to follow the game's patterns. And since the game's rule is that players can Samsara, he had this belief, so his strong conviction prevented his data consciousness from dissipating when he died."
"If this experiment is successful, we will allocate some funds to develop other games, creating similar Samsara game examples, and then reducing the difficulty."
The difficulty level is the most controversial aspect of this virtual environment. Pu Yunchuan is notorious for torturing players, so his games are top-tier difficulty for hardcore gamers. While this might increase playability in a game, it's not very friendly if you're actually living there.
The wealthy used to want to enjoy life, not suffer.
"Hmm," the elderly people from several different countries exchanged glances and nodded slightly. This logic was still sound. If Samsara was feasible, then creating a game world where the difficulty was not high and it was easier to obtain the power of immortality would better meet their expectations.
But what happened next was completely unexpected.
On the fifth day of the experiment, more than thirty people participated. Except for a few who were still observing and hesitating, almost everyone else signed the contract. After all, one hundred million US dollars was worth most people risking their lives for. Even if they lost it all, the money would be left to their parents and siblings, so their lives wouldn't have been meaningless.
Ziyue was one of the few people who did not participate in the experiment.
Although she was the first to express her willingness to participate in the experiment, as the game's data architect, her superiors still hoped that she would be involved in technical coordination outside the game.
This was in line with Ziyue's expectations; she had no desire for the data life experience, as she had been experiencing it for many years.
What she really wanted was to use this experiment to get in touch with the people behind the scenes, those financial backers who definitely held the real secrets. The people who had the power to support this experiment and who had laid the groundwork long ago, preserving the genes of everyone here, were definitely not simple people, and certainly not nouveau riche.
She even suspected that the subsequent world war, including the re-emergence of the Data Life Project, was probably orchestrated by this group of people behind the scenes!
It may seem unbelievable at first, but upon closer inspection, it's not impossible.
The fate of the world is often determined by a small minority. If some people control enough resources and can influence the world situation with their every move, it's not impossible for them to achieve what they want.
Even someone as composed as Ziyue couldn't help but feel a surge of anger at the thought.
Billions of living beings originally lived relatively peaceful lives. She remembered that during the years she lived, the world was more peaceful than ever before. The world's resources were so abundant that the whole world could live a life without unnecessary war. With the efforts of several generations, more and more geopolitical conflicts were extinguished. Although everyone still lived a relatively difficult life, being able to eat and dress warmly and stay away from the flames of war was already a basic situation.
But because of the selfish interests of a small group of people, the whole world is going to lose this peace!
If the great war of yesteryear was truly planned by a small group of people, then those people truly deserve to be condemned to eternal damnation!
"Director Chen," Chen Qing said, holding the data report, "The data should be fine, right? We've almost perfectly replicated the entire game framework, only lowered the difficulty. Even so, the Samsara still fails. Where did things go wrong?"
The people in charge were also quite anxious.
The experiment was very successful. Not only was Pu Yunchuan able to remain conscious after his return, but the other invited participants also completed the experiment and their bodies returned to normal after their return. This once proved the feasibility of data life.
It was precisely because of their success that the financial backer directly added ten times the funding and guaranteed that the laboratory would not be shut down due to any policy changes.
However, there has been little progress on the matter of the game world.
Pu Yunchuan's game world can successfully Samsara time. However, if his world is copied, unless it is 100% copied, even if the framework is very similar, it is almost impossible to make the Samsara succeed.
At first, they all thought it was a code problem. With Ziyue's help, they completely analyzed the game's program structure. They copied the code line by line and only changed some data. But even so, they still couldn't succeed!
In this world of replication, no experimental subject can Samsara; once dead, they are dead!
The results of this experiment also align with Ziyue's initial predictions.
After all, for wealthy people who pursue immortality, the safer the world they live in, the better. There is no need to focus on praising the abnormal world designed by Pu Yunchuan.
However, in the era of Data City, among all the game worlds, only the Demon World allows for Samsara, which can only mean one thing: that group of people back then did not find a replacement world.
The Demon World created by Pu Yunchuan is the only place where data life can live forever!
Although she didn't know the exact principle behind it, Ziyue was certain that no matter how these people copied it, or even if they spent a lot of money to recreate a similar game, they couldn't achieve the same effect.
Pu Yunchuan's created world is a coincidence. This coincidence is unique!
"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?" Ziyue looked at Chen Qing's familiar face, and for some reason, she always felt like teasing him.
The Chen Qing from the other world is too clever, while this guy in front of me is too inexperienced and easy to manipulate. This is a rare opportunity.
" Sister Chen," Chen Qing chuckled, "I knew you could definitely see the problem, right?"
"I can probably figure it out, but why should I tell you?"
"Huh?" Chen Qing was taken aback. The two people in charge around him were focused on the data debugging, but when they heard this, they both looked at Ziyue at the same time.
Do you know why?
"Probably," Ziyue said with a smile, "But if you want me to say something, you'll have to show me something."
"What do you want?" the person in charge quickly replied, "Money is negotiable; we can apply to our superiors."
"What I want is not something you have the authority to decide. I want to see the people above me," Ziyue said bluntly. "You... the people behind you!"