The virtual empire starts from the game

Chapter 559 There is no personal grudge between us (asking for monthly tickets at the end of the month)
"Hahaha, Boss Xu, it's easy to move!"

"Well done, Xiao Meng!"

"Xiao Meng: He's still alive? This old thing is really hard to kill!"

"Come on, Rat!"

"Rat, spit it out! It's dirty!"

……

All the players in the live broadcast room were gloating and complaining about Xu Meng crazily.

And Xu Meng was indeed doomed.

When he was dizzy from being beaten, Xu Meng really wanted to kill - not only did he want to spank Xiao Meng, he also wanted to kill the hamster.

If he was pushed too far, he could blow up the entire city of Sprawling! What about this giant hamster?
But in the end he sighed and didn't really do it.

He was bitten to death on the spot by this fat and plump hamster.

Was eliminated miserably.

Xu Meng, in soul state, floated at the place where he died - in mid-air, watching his good brother the goose still pecking at the hamster's toes viciously.

But the giant hamster completely ignored the giant goose and rushed towards the other contestants on the street.

Without the confines of a hamster ball, this big hamster becomes even faster!

Players who run slower are constantly caught up and caught in their mouths and thrown around.

Until they are bitten to death or smashed to death.

Looking at this special "execution" method, Xu Meng was a little confused for a moment whether it was Xiao Meng's bad taste, or he intentionally increased the "attack interval" to give the remaining players more time to escape.

Or maybe both?
When the soul's stay time ended, Xu Meng was not teleported immediately.

A new prompt box appeared in front of him——

[Sorry, you didn't finish the race]
[Your animal companion is not injured, and there is still a chance to start over. Do you want to continue trying?]
[Quit the game (teleport to the finish line)]
[Continue the game (teleport to the starting point)]
Xu Meng hesitated for a few seconds, but gave up the race and was teleported directly to the finish line.

——The starting point of the track at this time is probably filled with recreational players.

He didn't want to continue loving this goose...

In his last look before being teleported, he saw Thomas Booker being pinned to the ground by the giant hamster's claws, which then grabbed his lower body and swung it wildly. It was obvious that he was not going to survive.

The transmitted light dissipated.

When Xu Meng opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar central square.

Although I left not long ago, the place has already been decorated with a festive atmosphere.

Balloons and streamers fluttered in the wind everywhere, costumed bands played cheerful music, and players of all ages held drinks and food, staring intently at the live broadcast of the event on the holographic screen, exclaiming from time to time.

Feeling the warm atmosphere on the scene, Xu Meng's idea of ​​"spanking" was greatly reduced.

Instead, there is satisfaction -

Xiao Meng did a great job organizing this competition!

"Hey, bro!" A hand suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

Xu Meng turned around and nodded at the strange player, "Hello."

But this person didn't come to ask for a photo.

He extended his hand to Xu Meng: "Hello, I'm Thomas Booker, CEO of Edge Industries."

Xu Meng looked at him in surprise, her eyes slightly widened.

This small action, coupled with a change in thinking, immediately triggered a program that retrieved more detailed account information for the person in front of Xu Meng.

In less than 1 second, the identity verification is completed.

"Hello, I'm Xu Meng."

After shaking hands, Thomas Booker first praised Xiao Meng: "Your artificial intelligence is incredible. It is far ahead of the rest of the world! All other artificial intelligence programs are far behind."

"Thank you." Xu Meng said politely, "Would you like to sit down and chat?"

Thomas Booker looked around: "Where to sit?"

All the seats in the square have been occupied by players.

"Follow me." Xu Meng took him to the nearest bench.

As you walk past, the space begins to distort.

When you get within 3 meters, the distortion disappears, and the person on the bench also disappears, leaving only an empty bench.

"Please sit down." Xu Meng sat down calmly.

Thomas Booker was full of praise, "Your virtual technology is amazing."

"Fortunately, your rocket recovery technology is also very strong."

This is not commercial bragging, but a technical reality.

After Xu Meng took the lead, Thomas Booker's expression became a little serious, and he asked seriously: "Can I ask the purpose of your investment in aerospace and satellites?" Xu Meng looked up at the lively players in the square.

"You previously developed a low-orbit satellite network, saying that you hoped to make the Internet a global infrastructure so that people all over the world, whether in developed or underdeveloped countries, could easily enjoy the convenience of the Internet, right?"

Thomas Booker was a little surprised, but nodded and replied: "Yes, and I am halfway there."

"Our satellite network can now provide Internet services to the entire world, and only a small receiving antenna is required."

Xu Meng nodded, "Yes, it's very impressive."

"I'm going to do something similar to you, which is to build a low-orbit satellite communications network."

“There is no need to install additional antennas, the bandwidth is no less than that of terrestrial wired networks, and the service quality is not affected by weather and obstacles.”

"How is that possible?" Thomas Booker frowned.

He is not only the CEO (Chief Executive Officer) but also the CTO (Chief Technology Officer), and is very familiar with the current technological developments in aerospace and satellites.

In his opinion, the technology Xu Meng talked about was completely out of touch with reality.

That cannot be achieved by upgrading technology - it may require a complete change in the design of existing communication satellites, or even a change in technology route.

But how is that possible?

"Of course it's possible." Xu Meng said calmly, "You'll be able to see the prototype in half a year at most."

Thomas Booker is even more incredible.

But when I think of the tremendous help that artificial intelligence provides in design optimization, material breakthroughs, operation control, recycling algorithms, simulation verification and other fields, I can’t say the word "impossible".

——He knows very well how much help the intelligent large-scale model of edge industry can provide to rocket recovery and reuse and satellite production industrialization.

The artificial intelligence in Zhumeng's hands is visibly leading the marginal industry by an era.

Once dream-building artificial intelligence is incorporated into aerospace research and development, how much help will it provide?

Thomas Booker knows better than most people on this planet!
"If you join us, this time can be shortened by half. Would you consider it?"

Although Xu Meng thought it was impossible, she still planned to give it a try.

Thomas Booker understood that this was because the marginal industry possessed rocket recovery and reuse technology, which could greatly reduce the cost of satellite launches.

At this moment, he was a little moved.

Even though what Xu Meng was going to do posed a huge threat to the satellite network business of Marginal Industries, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

The person in front of him is Xu Meng, who has repeatedly created miracles.

He said that such technology exists, and it is most likely true!

In other words: a brand new technology, one era ahead of existing satellite communication technology, is already in front of him.

As long as he nods to join, he will have the hope of accessing this technology.

But after a long thought, Thomas Booker still shook his head and refused:

"I regret."

"I want to explore Mars for mankind. I cannot do without the technical and order support of the Federal Space Agency, and I cannot become an enemy of the country."

Xu Meng spread his hands, not surprised.

Edge Industries' satellite network profits account for one-fifth of Thomas Booker's many industries.

Regardless of whether his ideal of exploring Mars is true or false, the ready-made benefits are extremely difficult to give up.

"So, would you mind selling me some of the 550km low-Earth orbit?"

Thomas Booker certainly didn't want to.

Isn't selling tracks just making room for competitors?
He shook his head decisively.

"Okay." Xu Meng sighed.

"I actually admire your ambition to colonize Mars."

"So I want to make it clear in advance: there is no personal grudge between us."

Thomas Booker looked at Xu Meng in confusion.

Xu Meng said seriously: "So if something bad happens next, I hope you can understand: it is just business friction and does not involve personal grudges."

"If you need help in your future exploration of Mars, such as developing a sophisticated remote operation robot, you can still come to me."

Thomas Booker had a bad feeling in his heart.

Just as he was about to ask further questions, he was suddenly interrupted by a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

The central square was bustling with people.

On the north-bound main road, the fastest players appeared one after another and began the final sprint.

A champion is about to be born!

(End of this chapter)