Chen Chu went upstairs, and Zhou Xian noticed Dabai following Chen Chu.

Unable to stop, he was shocked all over his body, and asked Haobing and others: "Isn't that a cat?"

"What do you think it looks like?" Hao Bing asked back with a smile.

I had nothing to say at once, and I muttered in my heart, "It must be not a cat."

After a minute, I ran back and forth and placed the computer in front of Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian didn't bother to stop. After turning on the computer, he put it in the closing disk directly. The playback tool pops up and prompts whether to play directly.

Chen Chu looked at it with a strange expression, which was completely different from the situation he imagined. Of course, it was not enough to be surprised. All kinds of situations were in that "unexpected" but acceptable situation.

The monitor suddenly turned black, and two seconds later a pattern that no one knows how to describe it appeared.

In the black background, this pattern does not remain unchanged, but changes regularly. The so-called law is a saying. In fact, it is difficult for the naked eye to see what the pattern is, because the pattern is too complex. And! The complex pattern also has very uncomfortable colors. Moreover, for some unknown purpose, such complex patterns use multiple colors to make everything more complicated.

There is no doubt that in Chen Chu and others, the significance of this picture is very limited.

"This is what I'm talking about." Zhou Xian said.

Chen Chu was stunned and suddenly felt a little...unable to react.

He Jun even said directly: "Just these circles? The messy patterns are mixed together? What does it mean?"

Zhou Xian took the initiative to reduce the player and then opened another thing in the CD. Chen Chu and others couldn't understand what this thing was. After he opened it, an interface composed of frames appeared. In the upper left corner of the interface, there was this strange pattern. The pattern was rotating rapidly, and under the graphic box were there in series of changing data. There was no doubt that just by looking at it, Chen Chu and others were all dizzy.

Zhou Xian noticed that they had unsolved eyes: "Don't be anxious."

About 10 minutes passed...

The first frame on the left side of the interface shows a separate pattern. This pattern is also very complicated. Chen Chu couldn't see any difference from the one above, but his intuition told him that there were some changes.

This is indeed a graded one, but it is definitely not an individual. From this decomposed pattern, new ones appear, and the decomposition time is relatively fast. However, just this one has been decomposed, dozens of brand new ones appear, and this is not all. What appears later can continue to be decomposed.

Chen Chu saw that this was a special "calculating tool". Perhaps, the method of calculation of this tool was set by Zhou Xian based on the characteristics of this pattern. However, this unlimited growth, like a plague, was not enough to surprise Chen Chu too, because when the fifth pattern was decomposed, Chen Chu saw from the relatively clear pattern in front of him, this... the rune that Chen Chu used to call! According to Zhou Xian's previous words, this is the basis for creating "Critical", which is very consistent with Chen Chu's usual idea.

He was thinking, the computer screen suddenly became dark.

Automatic shutdown...

"A ordinary notebook like this is not enough to support the operation after ten decompositions."

"Do you know what this represents?" Chen Chu asked tentatively, wanting to know how much Zhou Xian learned.

Zhou Xian’s understanding is very special: “If it can be fully solved, I might be able to figure it out. Now I see that it should be a special "symbol" formed by complex data. This is like the definition of X, but it adopts more special symbols to express it, oh no, it should be said to be a mark. Each pattern should be an independent "answer", similar to a question and answer... the definition of self-explanation! It’s like our world has laws and many truths. “Man”, “life” and “death” are conventional settings, and some symbols represent this. As one of the rules of the virtual game “critical”, control the player’s consciousness to “identify” everything.”

Chen Chuyi looked up and down at Zhou Xian: "Are you playing "Critical"?"

"I..." He noticed before that except for A and B, there were no critical accessors, the rest of the people here were carrying them. I guess hesitated whether to say it.

"Just say anything, I know much more than you think."

Zhou Xian was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Chu with a strange look. Chen Chu's words made him misunderstand, "Is it because he helped me for this?" It is normal to have a purpose. Zhou Xian just felt suddenly, but he didn't have much thought: "I didn't enter the Critical World, because after I understood that the existence of this thing could change my conventional consciousness, I was worried that playing this virtual game frequently would affect my real self."

"Your idea is that when consciousness merges with this basis that controls player consciousness judgment in Critical, or is a kind of conscious misleading, the self in reality will change?"

"Well, although this speculation has no credible basis."

Chen Chu nodded slightly, which was not unreasonable, and... if it really reached a certain stage, the changes that naturally occurred should be limited to players who could reach that stage. Many thoughts flashed through their minds, and Chen Chu's thoughts returned to their previous thoughts. Zhou Xian had never entered "Critical" and relied on this "weird" discovery and researching the scope of what he knew so far was already very powerful.

Although this is because of his expertise in this area, in comparison, a very small number are unique representatives, and Zhou Xian Wuyi is one of them. Chen Chu admired him very much, and at the same time, he began to be attracted.

I guess there was nothing good, it could be seen from his glance at Zhou Hang.

“Have you done 100% decomposition?”

"No, this software can't do it, and I haven't found a host that can support it."

"What kind of host is needed?"

"Actually, this is not a difficult task. You can use several high-configuration hosts to divide the work and ensure that the load does not exceed the load. If the number exceeds your imagination, you can continue to increase the machines that operate simultaneously. I have never done this because I am a little worried." While speaking, I looked at Zhou Hang who was lying on the side and fell asleep again: "I have many concerns. I am afraid that I will know more and I will not be able to escape in the future."
Chapter completed!