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Chapter 109 Rename

Jingwei couldn't help but rolled his eyes. This young man was not only cruel to himself, but also to others, and even more cruel to his enemies. He was simply a pervert!

Fortunately, it's the pervert on my side...

Then she said:

"This title of commander is somewhat interesting, but they still can't trust you, otherwise they wouldn't just regard you as their commander in the game. You primates are really suspicious creatures."

Shen Feng raised the corner of his mouth, lay down directly on the thick grass, rested his arms on his head and looked at the floating clouds in the virtual sky, and said slowly:

"Is it really just in the game... Your words suddenly reminded me of an interesting primate..."

Jingwei also lay down, narrowed his eyes in comfort, and said casually:

"What interesting primates? I also have interesting birds. What are you going to do next? I think you need to rest."

The players spent more than ten days in the real world in the entire game, and for most of the time, the consciousnesses of Shen Feng and Jingwei were also immersed in the game.

While players observe the game, they, as the core of the game, are also observing these players.

If nothing else, we must first find out if there are any lurkers infiltrated by the Whisperers.

For any player's abnormal behavior, they will conduct a lot of deduction and analysis until they ensure that the opponent will not have any major problems.

When faced with some game tasks that are too difficult, sometimes we have to help players quietly open the game to avoid being completely unable to complete the game task.

The NPCs in those games themselves are less intelligent and also require careful management.

It is precisely because of this that the mental energy consumption during this period is also huge, commonly known as tiredness.

Now that it has finally come to an end, Shen Feng can finally take a good rest.

"Yes, I will take a good rest for a few days." Shen Feng nodded, "then see a psychiatrist."



Eagle Country CIA Headquarters, Director's Office.

Nick was sitting at his desk, looking at the empty computer screen and the eyeball icon that had turned gray, and suddenly felt a deep sense of loss.

Is this the end?

Was the nuclear war wasteland mission so successful?

The mysterious developer only appeared for a while, left some information, and then left?

After more than ten days of fighting in the game, it suddenly ended, and Nick felt deeply uncomfortable.

Leaning back on the chair with dark circles under his eyes, Nick breathed a deep sigh of relief.

He never thought that he, a senior intelligence officer and a person who prided himself on being rational and calm, would one day be addicted to a game.

No, this shouldn't be called a game anymore.

This is considered a reality simulation software.

A detailed, powerful, and terrifyingly interactive reality simulation software.

And he was convinced that the developers were there from beginning to end, observing them secretly and quietly.

Time in the game sometimes goes fast and slow. Sometimes a year is only equivalent to a few minutes in the real world, and sometimes it is exactly the same as the time flow in the real world. The connection is extremely smooth and there is no discomfort at all. This kind of subtle control is bound to It will not be operated by the set program.

Who exactly is a developer?

Judging from the other party's words and actions, Nick felt that he was unable to make any effective judgment at all.

But at this time, he also had a vague feeling that behind the developers there should be an extremely powerful technical team, which was a very mysterious organization.

He rubbed his wrinkled face, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, then returned to the office and began to meditate again.

The Whisperer…

This kind of existence sounds like a supernatural force at all. It even sounds like the dreams of those magic stick witches, coming from some so-called gods and ghosts.

But Nick didn't have the slightest doubt about the existence of the Whisperer.

Even though he doubted the identity of the developer, he never doubted the existence of the Whisperers.

The reason is simple. If developers want to deceive them, they will definitely not choose such a clumsy lie that is like talking in a dream.

It would be more convincing to say that the remnants of the Nazis are hiding in the hollow of the earth preparing for a counterattack.

Therefore, the more impossible something seems, the more real it is!

Nick opened the computer connected to the CIA's internal network, directly entered the internal database, and began to search for files and files about the stone statue disease plague.

As the intelligence department of the North American Eagle Country, which has the most severe stone statue disease epidemic, CIA has collected a large amount of relevant information, including but not limited to top secret information.

Turning on the quick browsing mode, Nick looked through the cases one by one, from the detailed information of the members of the Arctic scientific expedition team to the relevant staff of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) who were responsible for handling the early epidemic.

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There are almost hundreds of thousands of patients, but ordinary people are ignored by Nick, and only the information of highly related people is viewed.

The data on the screen keeps passing by, and the data is like a waterfall.

Although he had dark circles under his eyes and his eyes were bloodshot, Nick didn't even blink and thought quickly in his mind.

Suddenly, the mouse in Nick's hand clicked suddenly, and the screen suddenly stopped on a piece of information.

Edith, Assistant Administrator of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA).

The initiator of the "Cuckoo" operation on the Arctic stone statues and the promoter of the project.

Due to the outbreak of the stone statue plague, Edith committed suicide out of guilt and fear of crime, ending her originally promising life.

Nick looked at the photo of Edith in the file and frowned.

In the photo, Edith's mouth is slightly curled, and there is a frivolous look in her eyes. Nick has seen countless people, and he can tell at a glance that this kid is not a good person.

He immediately picked up the phone and dialed a number and said:

"File code sjfhnoaas8736, crawler combing."

Then hung up the phone.

Just ten minutes later, a "ding" sound came from the internal system, and a new piece of information about Edith popped up.

This information was compiled by Nick's men through online social platforms, early police data, and personal information obtained from the Lingjing Project, using big data technology.

It can be said to be the unknown side of Edith, his dark side.

After Nick opened the file, he immediately saw something completely different from the glamorous Edith in the public information.

Although he graduated from an Ivy League school, he was engaged in selling illegal items while in school.

He has been a gambler for many times, is bisexual, and was heavily in debt because of gambling.

After working, he also had an unruly private life. He used his power to obtain huge bribes, had improper relationships with many male and female subordinates, and even traveled to Southeast Asian countries many times to find underage prostitutes.

In the name of national profit, he promoted the exploration of Arctic stone statues and collected hundreds of thousands of dollars in bribes from exploration and salvage equipment companies.

Even on the morning of his "suicide", he arranged a one-night stand with a young woman on social media.

He even opened a small account on social software to openly mock Jason, the captain of the "Okainos" exploration team who died of petrochemical disease.

A two-faced, scumbag, bastard.

Is such a person actually committing suicide out of guilt?

It's simply funny.

Nick later saw that Edith's colleagues described that on the morning of the "suicide", Edith was in a good mood, but suddenly became much depressed in the afternoon.

Before he committed suicide, he received a phone call...

Telephone……

Nick took a deep breath and made his final judgment.

The Whisperers are real.

The developers didn't lie.

Everything he said is true.

"Dong dong..." There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The secretary walked in cautiously with a stack of documents, placed the documents in front of Nick, and at the same time peeked at his director.

Nick's recent state was so bad that it could be seen with the naked eye, and he lost his temper easily, so she was really worried that this document would bring bad luck to the director again.

After all, it's just a small matter of changing the name.

Nick picked it up and took a look, his breathing became rapid and his heart suddenly tightened.
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