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Chen Xiaohui’s accidental death wasn’t publicized; the backers behind the scenes neither wanted to draw police attention nor to panic the game designers they had just hired.

Those designers were already hesitant about becoming test subjects, and if Chen Xiaohui’s death was leaked, probably everyone would refuse the experiment out of fear.

Thus, Chen Xiaohui’s disappearance was explained as a transfer to the data control center.

Due to certain confidentiality agreements signed, he could not come and go as he pleased.

After several days of considerations by the others, most still could not resist the temptation of a hundred million dollars and signed up to participate in the experiment.

Three days later, nearly twenty game programmers uploaded their memories and separated their consciousness from their bodies through a brain-machine interface.

They were reborn in that game world as new life forms, and in several subsequent experiments, it was successfully proven that they could reincarnate after death.

This successful data inspired many backers. Even though the final step of replicating the game environment was not yet successful, at least the most important step had been proven.

Data life can exist permanently, as long as there is an appropriate simulation environment, it can exist forever.

Human civilization has been around for over six thousand years, and no matter which civilization, they all worshipped something, born from various principles, but ultimately for one reason!

That is to avoid the reality of birth, aging, sickness, and death!

Everyone fears death but can’t resist it; the only thing to do is self-hypnosis, fantasizing about a beautiful heavenly world where one can go after death and live long and prosper elsewhere.

But the smarter the person, the clearer they understand that these so-called myths are false — no matter the wealth or power, once you die, you lose everything, and those at the top find this hardest to accept.

Now... a real opportunity for eternal life has finally emerged, not some ethereal deity or nonsensical imagination, but a reality, albeit in a peculiar way, but such results are already very satisfying to them.

"Not bad... quite good!" A white-haired, blue-eyed Englishman was very satisfied with the data report.

A total of nineteen people participated in the experiment, and there were no accidents during the brain-machine data transmission.

Memories were intact and individual personalities appeared normal; they could be retrieved back into the body at any time, which means data life is not just a strand of memory, but a real self.

And the data about reincarnation was even more perfect. Seven people died unexpectedly in the game world, but all were reincarnated successfully in no time, returning to the mortal world!

Though this game world seems dangerous enough, the feature of immortality has indeed been achieved!

The other Westerners at the conference table also smiled. The project didn’t cost much, but it faced tremendous pressure, criticized by the public as inhumane. If it was discovered that they were involved, the damage to their reputations would be significant.

Taking such a big risk, it seems that the results are quite satisfactory now.

The remaining issue... is how to properly manage the transition.

"Has there been any progress with the replication experiment?" a few pale-faced elderly asked.

The person in charge hurriedly said, "There has been new progress. With the help of Pu Yunchuan, most of the data has been sorted and replicated, and a second simulated world is about to be born."

"How soon is ’soon’?" asked one of the old women, her tone rather unfriendly.

"By next Monday at the latest, we can start the second experimental simulation..." the person in charge hurriedly responded.

This old woman holds a high position, being the highest-ranking chief justice in America, with her family deeply rooted in the legal system for many years, her power often exceeding even the president’s, and many people present even feared this woman.

Unfortunately, this woman suffers greatly from illnesses and is also a patient in the final stages of a terminal disease, making her quite anxious.

"Monday..." Upon getting a confirmed time, the woman’s face eased a bit.

The doctor has already issued the final notice, her body must undergo surgery, and her family is also urging her to do so.

However, she is well aware that the likelihood of a successful surgery is less than 20%, and she understands all too clearly the intentions behind the younger generation’s enthusiasm.

The older one gets, the more they like to cling to power, this is a problem common to all, and she has a tight grip on both the family’s financial and political power; even her son, who is in his sixties, still obeys her, he probably can’t wait for her to die.

For her, merely being an ordinary data lifeform is not enough, she needs to become a super data lifeform like Pu YunChuan, possessing the power of eternal life through Reincarnation. Only in this way can she suppress those below her and maintain her power.

The elders in the family will also stand by her side if this experiment succeeds.

"How confident are you?" Old Liu spoke.

"This... it’s hard to say." The person in charge wore a bitter smile, not daring to lie, he earnestly said, "At present, we can’t even explain why only this simulated environment can Reincarnate. We can only try to copy the code as much as possible. If we can’t understand the principles, there really is no guarantee of successful reproduction, and time is pressing.

Doing this much is already our best effort. "

"I don’t want to hear excuses!" The woman said coldly, "You’d better pray that world is successfully simulated, otherwise..."

Her threatening tone was quite obvious, and several people in charge kept their heads down, not daring to argue back.

Everyone in this conference room belongs to Yunchuan’s summit, killing them is no different than killing an ant!

Hopefully, Pu YunChuan will be reliable...

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"Boss, why is it that only our game can Reincarnate?"

In the game world, within a local area network, several individuals linked by data were curiously asking Pu YunChuan.

Looking at this group who still didn’t realize how serious the situation was, Pu YunChuan felt a sense of sorrow. Most of these people won’t live very well in the future, and many haven’t even found themselves yet.

"I don’t know either, maybe it’s because our game is more realistic, so memory inertia subconsciously recognizes it."

"Couldn’t they just make a game that’s equally real then?"

"You think this is like cooking a meal? Can those big shots wait?" Chen Qing laughed.

A high-quality game, even if you throw money at it, requires time to build up slowly. Not to mention, for the treatment of intelligent NPCs alone, we need the computing power of artificial intelligence to build bit by bit. How could a premium game be created without three to five years?

But can those big shots wait three to five years?

"Then boss, if this experiment succeeds this time, are we considered immortal?" one of them excitedly said, "When I get old, I also want to enter and live another life in the game world!"

"Yeah, when we return this time, we’ll all be billionaires," another commented, smacking his lips, "live a good life for a lifetime, and after dying, be able to go into the game we designed and start a new life. Damn... I never dreamed of this script, God has been so generous to me..."

Chen Qing looked at this group who were full of longing for the future, feeling incredibly mixed emotions.

He wasn’t quite clear how these former colleagues ended up, but it’s certainly not the comfortable life they describe now.

If he’s not mistaken, these people... their outcomes might not be so good...