Chapter 2207: Chapter 2207 Open Source Software (1)

In the game, Vladimirs axe-wielding man and Ivans Princess Loli looked down at Yuan Jianan with their big round eyes, as if they were looking at a fool.

Yuan Jianan was not surprised by their reaction.

If these two believed what she said in the game, she would be suspicious.

The Committee of State Security (KGB) in Russia was only at this level?

Now, these two people did not care about her, but she was calm and peaceful.

Facing their gazes, Yuan Jianan smiled and said, I know these things are too shocking for you. The first time I heard about this, it was like listening to a fairy tale

As she said this, she raised her hands and looked up at the sky. She slowly turned around, and her voice trembled, her voice was filled with emotion. There are natural geniuses in this world They can see distant places that others cant see, and they can touch the abyss that ordinary people cant touch

Vladimirs axe-wielding man looked coldly at the mysterious woman in front of him and waved his axe twice, he said disdainfully, Thats enough! So what if youre a genius? You can fool a parallel s.p.a.ce by changing the scene in a lousy game? ! Why didnt you say that you could resurrect yourself ! Its just a game anyway. You can resurrect yourself no matter how many times youre killed ! Are You Stupid ? !

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Thats right! A lousy game and its technical content, can it be compared to our Big Ivan? !The Little Loli Princess of the driver Ivan happily fox-trotted.

Just a lousy game? Hehe, no matter how powerful Big Ivan is, does it have life?Yuan Jianans disdainful expression was even shown on the Tartar Womans stiff face in the game.

Life?The Little Loli Princess of the driver Ivan circled around Yuan Jianans Russian Tartar woman, attempting to roll her eyes. Arent you alive?

The players are all alive. Other than npcs, what do you want to say?

Yuan Jianan:

It seems that you dont understand. I Wont waste any more words. Anyway, you only have one month. After one month, everything here will be physically deleted.

Go back and think about it. If you dont want to answer right away, its best to discuss it with someone

She smiled at them and blinked. A halo of light appeared around her. It became more and more blurry in the halo and eventually disappeared.

Vladimir and Ivan, the driver, looked at each other and exited the game.

A second later, they returned from that strange world to the dull and cold hotel room. The two of them did not feel uncomfortable at all.

They took off their VR helmets in the living room of their hotel and looked at each other. Their expressions were somewhat serious.

Boss, what do you think?The driver, Ivan, scratched the back of his furry neck. I think theres something wrong with her.

He pointed at his head. Is she a hypochondriac?

Vladimir:

He sneered and kicked Ivan. What are you doing? Dont talk if youre uneducated. No one thinks youre dumb.

He sat on the windowsill of the hotels bay window, took out a cigar, and tapped it on his palm.

Ivan immediately went over and lit the cigar for him.

Vladimir smoked for a while and looked out the window at the sky getting darker and darker. The blue-purple Sky began to twinkle with stars, just like the birch forest filled with Eyesin his hometown.

He took a deep puff of his cigar and looked down.

Looking down from the window sill of the skysc.r.a.per, the crowd and vehicles on the ground were like ants flowing endlessly.

Looking up at the starry sky, how many secrets were there in the universe that no one knew?

He was different from Ivan. He was not unfamiliar with the theory of Parallel s.p.a.ce.Moreover, he knew that there was indeed a group of scientists in the highest scientific research inst.i.tute in Russia who had been working on this research.

Although it had not been completely successful, it was said that there had been a lot of progress.

Under such circ.u.mstances, the words he had said to that mysterious woman and the scene he had shown did not completely negate it.

But who was the Geniusthat woman had said?

What did life mean?

He still felt that there was something wrong with it.

After thinking about it for almost a night, Vladimir checked the official website of the game company and saw that the company was originally registered in the Cayman Islands.

Hehe, its the Cayman Islands again.Vladimir made a flying kiss gesture towards the computer screen, Ill send a secret report to the Bureau right away and have them send someone to the Cayman Islands to find out who the real boss behind this online game is.

He had a feeling that Yuan Jianan was not the boss behind the scenes.

At this moment, Ivan was lying on the sofa, sleeping like a bear. He would occasionally smack his lips and did not hear Vladimirs words at all.

Vladimir gave him a disdainful look and walked into the hotel room.

Soon, the Committee of State Security (KGB) in Russia received a tip from Vladimir, the second-in-command.

When they saw the tip, they took it seriously.

First, the President of Russia was coming to China to host the wedding. Their security had to be in place.

Second, when it came to the Parallel s.p.a.ce,the countrys top secret, they had to investigate.

Of course, the most important thing was to find out who the person behind this game was. The Committee of State Security (KGB)s real purpose was to get in touch with them?

After all, to be able to exchange the Parallel s.p.a.ce, which could be compared to the top secret of the country, the persons request was definitely not an ordinary request.

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The next day, Vladimir and Ivan, the driver, sat at the dining table and did not know how to taste the food.

In front of them was their favorite Russian red vegetable soup, served with Ukrainian bacon, cut into thin strips, and mixed with garlic and apple vinegar. It tasted especially delicious.

But after a few mouthfuls, they put down their knives, forks, and spoons.

Ivan, the driver, was not someone who could hide his words. He asked again, Is what that mysterious woman said true?

Vladimir glanced at him and lowered his head to drink the soup with a spoon, he said seriously, Didnt you say that she has a problem with her brain and is mentally ill? Continue to think that way and dont be misled by her. Just believe what she says. No wonder she has been a driver for so many years!

I am a driver!Ivan, the driver, puffed out his chest and folded his stomach. He glared at Vladimir. I only ask if what she said is true! You are bulls.h.i.+tting me!

Vladimir did not want to answer at first, but Ivan, the driver, was a very talkative person.

If he could not achieve the goal he wanted, he could drive people to death with his words.

However, Vladimir was also a man with a sense of responsibility. It was not until he finished eating the red vegetable soup that he endured the intense headache, between the murmurs in Ivans car, he said slowly, It doesnt matter if what she said is true or not. What matters is what she will do next.

Dont forget our objective. Whether shes telling the truth or not, we have to cooperate with her. So, does it matter if shes telling the truth or not?

Ivan suddenly realized that he was not the best at talking!

The best was their second-in-command, Comrade Vladimir!

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Two days later, a commercial airliner from North America swooped down and landed slowly at the Cayman Islands International Airport in the western Caribbean Sea.

The cabin door opened, and a group of white men and women in t-s.h.i.+rts and shorts walked down the gangway happily.

The two men and women in the middle were of medium build and wore sungla.s.ses.

The man had light flaxen hair and was rather messy. He looked up at the clear blue crystal-like sky and narrowed his eyes, saying, The weather is really hot.

Yeah, its thirty degrees, how can it not be hot? What misunderstanding do you have about the Caribbean Sea?The woman beside him had blonde hair and blue eyes, but her originally fair skin was slightly tanned, like honey.

As she spoke, she looked left and right and beamed, as if it was her first time coming to this resort.

TSK TSK, the sea water here is really extraordinary. When I was on the plane, I saw that the shape of the island here was indeed like a turtle with its neck stretched out. Peter, is this the origin of the original name of the Cayman Islands?She pointed curiously at the blue sea surface.

The sea water and the sky were almost the same blue crystal color. There was no boundary between the sea and the sky, and it was vast and far-reaching.

The Committee of State Security (KGB) was the committee of State Security (KGB) . This man with flax-colored hair was the head of the Russian KGBs Far East Operation Team, Peter. However, he had already been promoted to the high-level of the KGB, and was only one level lower than Vladimir.

Columbus was the first to discover the Cayman Islands, right? I remember that its original name was Turtle Island.He looked around. But its not because of the shape of these islands, but because the waters here are rich in turtles.

After a pause, he said with a smile, Lyna, do you want to eat turtle meat for dinner tonight?

Turtle meat?The woman named Lyna wrinkled her nose. Is it good?

I heard its not bad. Its a local specialty here.Peter and Lyna walked out of the plane unsteadily and entered the customs to go through the customs formalities.

They were holding American pa.s.sports, and the formalities were quickly completed.

Due to the unique geographical location of the Cayman Islands and its commitment to developing financial businesses, it was not a big place with a small population, but it was very prosperous.

There were only 40,000 to 50,000 people in total, but there were dozens of luxury hotels of all sizes. There were also countless three-star and four-star hotels.

Peter and Lina stayed at the Grand Cayman Marriott Hotel. This hotel was relatively close to the city center. There was no other place to view the beach, but it was convenient and lively.

Along the way, a banana tree as tall as a person was blown by the sea breeze.

There was also a large waist-shaped swimming pool at the entrance of the hotel. The water in the pool was blue and the color was exactly the same as the seawater not far away. It should be the seawater that was introduced.

Lyna twitched the corner of her mouth, she muttered, This is really crazy. The beach is just ten minutes ahead. Why do we need to dig a swimming pool at the entrance? would there really be people who would abandon the beautiful and natural beach right in front of them to stay in this swimming pool?

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard shouts and laughter coming from the direction of the swimming pool.

Lyna:

Peter shook his head indifferently. Its a slap in the face, right? Its just that there are people who are so bored, so dont be surprised.

He carried his suitcase and walked in front, turning a blind eye to the boys and girls who were playing with water b.a.l.l.s in the swimming pool by the roadside.

Lyna snorted and quickly followed him. She said unhappily, Peter, is that your att.i.tude? Im your girlfriend!

Peter stopped and took off his sungla.s.ses. His eyes, which seemed to never open, lifted one side of his eyelids and looked at her indifferently.

With just a glance, Lyna suddenly found that she almost stopped breathing.

The pressure seemed to be real, as if it was strangling her throat.

Peter put on his sungla.s.ses, and Lyna rubbed her throat. She sighed in relief and muttered, What do you mean? Am I not your girlfriend?

Peter walked to her side and leaned close to her ear. He put one hand on her thin and strong waist and said softly, Lyna is Peters girlfriend, but youre not the only one.

After saying that, he took a step back and patted her face. Youre only using this name for the time being. Dont think too much about it.

Lyna shuddered. She was almost blinded by the beautiful scenery of the Cayman Islands.

She composed herself. Got it. Thanks for the Reminder.

It was said that Peters previous partner had died in the Tunguska sinkhole. She was the second Lyna, replacing the previous Lyna.

The two walked into the hotel lobby and checked in according to their pre-booked rooms.

Their room was on the sixth floor of the Marriott Hotel. It was a duplex suite.

As soon as the two of them entered, they restrained the smiling and sweet atmosphere outside. They opened their suitcases and started working.

The first step, of course, was to check if there were any eavesdropping and recording equipment in the rooms.

The pinhole camera was the most important part of their test.

The two of them checked the entire suite for half an hour and decided that there was no such equipment in any corner. Only then did they start to pack their luggage.

Peter returned to his business-like expression and said with his eyelids drooping, Ill stay downstairs and youll stay upstairs. Pack your things and go downstairs for dinner. Well start the Operation After Dark Tonight.

Lyna was stunned. Were going to take action today? Arent we going to rest for the night?

Peter glanced at her. Do you think were here for a vacation?

even if were not on vacation, shouldnt we first figure out the route here?Lyna was also a very skilled field officer. She had her own set of operating guidelines.

Didnt you figure out the route here before you came?Peter turned around and picked up his suitcase. Ill go to my room. Ill go down for dinner in fifteen minutes and then go out.

Lyna puffed her cheeks and went upstairs with her suitcase.

Fifteen minutes later, the two changed their clothes and went to the restaurant that the hotel had brought for lunch.

It was lunchtime, and some people in suits came to eat one after another.

Most of them were men, mostly white and Asian.

Their voices were very loud, but they were not rude, but carried a sense of superiority that came from the bottom of their bones.

Because he knew his own excellence too well, he did not even have the courtesy to greet him.

Joseph, when will your maintenance be completed?

Soon. The system is too big, and its a distributed cloud database. Every backup is going to kill me!

Such a big game system, so many people are online at the same time, but it has never crashed. The programmer in your company is This!A thin and bald white man at the next table turned around and gave them a thumbs up.

Mr. Chris, you flatter me. The main thing is that this system is really awesome. Were just maintaining it, we dont even know who wrote it!

What a F * cking genius!

Did you know? The entire systems open source software only has twenty-five lines of code! The online game Your life developed with it can be popular around the world and support one billion players!