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"Mister Pu, will this really work?"

In a pristine white hospital room, several middle-aged men in suits were asking a pale, middle-aged fat man with notebooks in their hands.

Esophageal cancer in its late stages was one of the most painful among all cancers. Even using many of the Federation’s special drugs to last three years was already considered a medical miracle.

Investors daring to fund such a huge project on a patient like this was indeed commendable.

Many people present were not in favor, but there was nothing they could do since the investors were solely focused on this fat man.

"If the Federation government does not open up the data, and all institutions also refuse to develop the data, what else can we use to simulate real data lives other than using game data?"

The middle-aged fat man asked back quite impolitely: "Or do you have any channels to access a perfect data experiment environment?"

Everyone: "......"

"I know the game I created well; the NPCs inside are highly intelligent. Using it for testing is most appropriate. Isn’t it wonderful to live in a game world, being data lives? It is best suited for collecting large amounts of data model samples."

Living in a game world?

People looked at each other, wondering what kind of delusional person their boss had invested in.

Could this really happen?

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"Chen Qing??"

In the Paint World, Ziyue shouted forcefully, and it was fortunate that the Paint World was melting and boiling, allowing her to find a world flaw to break through and make her voice heard to Chen Qing.

Chen Qing came back to his senses and saw that the yin-yang mask was already close at hand. If it weren’t for the intervention of a war priest from the Ancient Demon Clan beside him, he might have been dead already...

What’s going on?

Chen Qing quickly stepped back several meters, incredulously looking at the opponent and then at himself.

Why would he fall into deep memories at this time?

If it weren’t for Ziyue’s shout, he might have been done for.

Chen Qing trembled with his hands, his heart somewhat uncertain.

The memories from when he created this creature were intermittent; he always felt that besides the formidable abilities of his opponent, there was also some very important memory missing, which led to his high vigilance towards this thing.

What exactly was it?

In his memories just now, he seemed to recall something else.

This game had paused its further development after his illness, but because the first three versions were so fascinating, they topped the Federation’s list for five consecutive years, to the point where no designer dared to attempt designing a fourth version using his style.

During his severe illness, it seemed that a very wealthy capitalist appeared and started evaluating a certain project with him.

It seemed... related to data life.

Data life wasn’t a foreign concept in his era; many companies had already proposed the concept, but due to various humanitarian and societal criticisms, it was halted by the Federations and became a banned project.

He knew that there were some capitals that were still covertly researching this in the shadows.

From the results that followed, the research went smoothly and even later became a key technology in saving humanity from apocalypse.

He had already asked Wang Ye to gather as much information as possible on this; he had always wanted to understand this part of history.

In the Federation’s records, the Big Data City project was supposed to be launched a hundred years after my death, but what happened before that?

Did I really participate in this plan?

Being a game developer, could I really have created the prototype of data life?

Chen Qing felt that this puzzle needed to be solved soon, or else something terrible might happen, and for some reason, he always felt that the memory he had forgotten was very important...

"Chen Qing?"

When Ziyue returned to Chen Qing’s side, the Four Holy Army had already surrounded the monster.

The boiling monster became very irritable, and facing the combined forces of War Priests from the Ancient Demon Clan and many of their elite, it showed no fear, and in just a dozen breaths, hundreds of people had already died!

"Are you alright? Why are you spacing out?"

Ziyue asked, enduring her physical pain.

"I’m fine..." Chen Qing forced a smile and shook his head: "I’m glad you’re safe."

"Thanks to you..." Ziyue couldn’t help but give Chen Qing a blank look: "How many more of these ghostly things have you designed? It’s better to warn me in advance, I don’t want to go through what just happened again."

Her words were not merely teasing. This inexplicable monster, with its unbelievable abilities, had nearly defeated her even with the acknowledgment of the Four Holy Army. She really didn’t want to experience such designs from Chen Qing without any intelligence again.

"There are some things I can’t remember clearly..." Chen Qing shook his head, looking ahead: "This time it was fortunate that this creature didn’t have enough experience and couldn’t cunningly control its powers, otherwise we would have been in real danger."

"Indeed..." Ziyue nodded, recalling the monster’s abilities sent chills down her spine; and luckily, it was still na?ve, quickly exposed by Chen Qing, who also was immune to some of its powers, or else she might have been doomed today.

"But it shouldn’t be so na?ve..." Chen Qing suddenly murmured.

"What did you say?" Ziyue looked at him perplexed.

"Nothing..." Chen Qing held his head, the flashbacks of memories seemed particularly hard to recall, and with the tense situation on the battlefield, he could only think about it later.

"This guy’s direct combat strength is also incredibly formidable.

" Ziyue watched nervously, although she had been protected by the Four Holy Army, her sense of crisis had not lessened by much; the monster was currently being besieged by Priests and the Guard Squad, yet under such an attack, it seemed. .. to not be at a disadvantage at all.

She knew this creature was strong, having seen it knock down Tian Heng with one move before, but isn’t it being too powerful now?

Thousands of guards, nearly all approaching King Level skill, forming an army formation with such robust energy blood. Even if it didn’t collapse immediately without a supportive formation, the energy consumption would be immense.

This is also why encountering an army formation typically means needing to avoid it; once caught in it, the energy drainage is dozens of times more than usual.

Yet under such pressure, this creature was able to counter-kill hundreds from the Four Holy Army, including more than ten from the powerful Guard Army, and that was with a top expert like the Priest commanding.

Even the Emperor of the Siao Family couldn’t do that, right?

"Doesn’t he get tired?" Ziyue asked after observing for a while, shocked.

"It’s hard for him to be tired..." Chen Qing sighed and shook his head: "This guy’s body is linked to his Paint World, and in that world, he has stored the energy he imitates, continuously supplying it. You should be glad he isn’t fully in control yet; otherwise, even if he breaks through to King Level now, he can still maintain himself relying on his Paint World! "

Ziyue: "......"

Why didn’t you say so earlier!

If she had known it was such a monster, she would have commanded the Four Holy Army to retreat earlier—who would want to waste energy fighting this monster?

"And it should be soon." Chen Qing solemnly added: "Its boiling energy is getting more controlled, in at most half a moment, it will break through King Level, and to kill it... it has to be now!"