Chapter 251: Uploaded elves

Chapter 251: Uploaded elves

Pray that the world will finally fail after several hundred years. The elf queen and the elders who built it had to admit to the public that this was another waste, but pray that the world will still get some in these hundreds of years of operation. Out-of-plan outcomes - not everything is so precise, only super-light engines are greatly affected by micro-laws, and many other things can be tested under virtual conditions. The first batch of scholars who entered the world of pledges have created more advanced space equipment and ecological dome maintenance devices through simulation calculations, and have simulated a large number of projects related to social forms and rationing systems. These achievements are still playing a huge role now. It is precisely because of these achievements that the world is not completely closed, but is used for other purposes.

Although it is not a perfect laboratory, it is at least a perfect virtual paradise.

The elves realize that praying for the world can greatly reduce their social consumption. Some daily studies that are not so demanding can still be placed in that laboratory, and this virtual world can also make them have a sweet dream, forgetting to be exhausted and boring outside. The real world. More importantly: after entering the world of praying, the body that consumes too much energy and is bloated and useless can be abandoned.

“A thousand years ago, we passed the 'Pray for the World Stripping Law', allowing more people to apply for uploading into the server,” Hill said slowly. “I told you? Because the environment in the dome changes faster than the wizard. The adaptability of some floating islands has reached the point where the old elves can't survive. Many of us have diseases that cannot be cured. The royal family can't just execute them because they are sick, but these elves who have lost their labor and are in the past. They can only wait for death, but after the 'stripping method' takes effect, they are sent to the world of pledges. Elders who are old, sick, disabled, or lose social value for other reasons must accept uploading. Their consciousness is drawn into the server, the body is destroyed and broken down into resources, they are still alive, but they are no longer consumed - and they can continue to be Erim society in a healthier form in the world of pledges. Make contributions, such as research. Some projects that are not so demanding can still be done in a virtual environment. Now this is almost Each Yi Ruimu spirit of home, we can not take a loss of vitality of the body to remain in the world continue to breathe the air, you might as well break it down into the dome in nutrients and plant elements in the block. "

Hao Ren suddenly did not know what to say.

The virtual world is no stranger to him. Whether he sees it from science fiction on earth or a real example from the Empire Data Network, he is familiar with the concept, but most civilizations create virtual worlds. For entertainment, a few for scientific research or to reduce energy consumption will not be as extreme as the Erim Elves, those civilizations will leave their bodies in a connector, waiting to wake up to experience the real world again, but Erem No: They only access the pledge world after the body loses its ability to work, in order to abandon the body and let the spirit continue to work.

They are not willing to waste even breathing.

"In fact, for many elves, praying for the world is a paradise," Hill said suddenly with a weird smile. "There is a sunny sky, a vast sky, you can drive thousands of miles without seeing the wall, and some The mountains and rivers that exist only in legends and video discs - every elf uploaded into the world of pledge will send back a thank-you, and they will not have to endure the exhausted reality."

"Why don't you just go in and dream of the whole people?" Hao Ren asked a very direct question.

"Because there is no hope," Hill spread his hand. "That is to escape, pray that the world is not created to escape from reality. Someone must be guarded in reality. We have an old proverb: insist on The next day, we firmly believe that as long as we live, we have hope, so we can live to this day. We have never given up the effort to fly to other stars, pray that the world will be built under this premise. If everyone is immersed in that resource In the illusory dream, who will save the reality? The server will eventually collapse, and the external servos will be damaged sooner or later. This is suicide, but it has been extended and anesthetized by the dream."

At the end, she added: "Even if the world is going to collapse, I hope that I can see it collapse, not to lose my home in my sleep."

Hao Ren indulged: "But not everyone thinks this way?"

"Yes, we are mortals after all. The Paradise is an extremist organization that wants all people to escape from reality and let everyone enter the world of pledge for the rest of their lives. Their core is a group of technical elites who built the world of pledges." A descendant or apprentice of a scholar. When the Pray World Plan announced its failure and the Presbyterian Church discussed how to deal with this virtual world, a group of builders could not withstand the excessive pressure and released a lot of unfavorable things - eventually leading to the emergence of the Paradise. The organization believes that the real world is hopeless. Entering the dream can at least make everyone euthanasia. They crouched for a while, but they seemed to be stimulated after the last space-time accelerator explosion, and now they are more active."

"Isn't it okay to sneak in? Anyway, as long as you lose your labor, you can go in. Why is it so big?" Hao Ren didn't understand. "If they just want to escape the reality, they can just mix in. Now come out." Instead, it was stopped."

"Because they don't evade reality for themselves, they really want to change the whole kingdom of Arim." Hill shook his head. "The land organization is not simple. Maybe I will admire them in another position: they are motivated. All other elves are happy, but this does not change their blind nature."

There is a pity for hateful people. It seems that this is a group of idealists who have gone the wrong way. In this case, it is no longer easy to judge who is right and who is wrong: everyone has a noble purpose, no one is For themselves, but they and the mainstream society are opposite each other, this kind of breaking is really quite a lot.

"Well, a group of idealists... But if the resource problem is solved, they probably won’t continue to squat," Hao Ren whispered, then looked up. "You have a minister who has stuck himself in this matter." ?"

“The land organization did not know how to control the main memory, and established their own power in the world of pledge. They pulled some of the data-oriented elves that supported themselves into an undetectable place. I don’t know if they are planning. What, but it must be a big move. Pray that the citizens of the world are also citizens, so Cardinal personally led a group of elites to investigate the situation - but he disappeared," Hill sighed. "I understand him. The action, after all, he has already passed the middle age, the mobility and brain power are not as good as before, and soon will exceed the value/consumption ratio line. The extraction and uploading should be a few years later, but he is not really going this time. time."

There needs to be an additional explanation here: mental workers in Arim society are much earlier than “retired” by manual workers. Many mental workers must be extracted after middle age even if they are healthy, and the upper class is no exception. So the Erim Elf usually chooses the same practitioner to form a family: just to avoid this premature parting.

Hao Ren realizes that he is afraid of another trouble - the group of elves that have been uploaded to the server and have been destroyed by the body cannot be ignored.

At this time, a small blue light suddenly flew from afar, and the data terminal almost slammed into his face: "Hey, this machine is back!"

Hao Ren flashed the traitor in the midst of a thousand miles: "Will you finish?"

"Well, the spare energy pool is also full, enough for them to use to repair the main line. Now a bunch of engineering ships are repairing the hole outside the floating island," the data terminal skillfully drilled into Hao Ren's pocket. "Aunt, I’m so tired that I’m almost dead.”

Hao Ren patted his pocket and said goodbye to Hill: "I have to go back and study this matter. You can calm down and let the society restore order. I will give you a reply soon."

Hill did not speak, just lowered his head. R1152