Chapter 683 682. The immortal you

   At night, Johnson and several technicians in the organization are studying the unpacking materials of [Soul Night].

The work of unpacking is very simple, just need to find the corresponding material package location, and then use professional software to extract it. Hidden characters etc.

   But 【Morning Star】This device is outrageous.

Professional hackers like   Johnson felt that he was a big head, and the senior engineers of those military companies were helpless, and they couldn't even figure out the logic of operation.

   As for unpacking the materials, it is even more difficult. Thanks to Lu Bian's kindness, he gave several common interfaces. Otherwise, if it was a fully wireless mode, then this group of people would not be able to obtain even the slightest resource.

  According to the hackers, as long as there is a physical interface, even the nuclear bomb key will be cracked for you.

   After a long time of trying, Johnson finally extracted the resource pack of [Spiritual Night].

   The size of this resource pack made him feel a little scary.

  Because according to the usage experience of [Morning Star], Johnson believes that the resource pack will definitely be very large, and specially prepared server-level storage devices.

   But in fact, this resource pack was unexpectedly small, just over 300 GB, and even when it was extracted, Johnson thought he had made a mistake.

   A game with such a huge structure is so big?

  Johnson began to wonder if Lu Bian had come into contact with some Area 51 or Zentraedi technology.

   He poured a cup of coffee, took a sip, and immediately opened the resource pack with the unpacking software with his companions.

   First there are some broken models, Johnson has no idea where this is, the first thing he will look for is the catalog.

   Normally, the resource package contains at least one directory, and this directory has the storage addresses of all resources. Through this directory, you can find any resource according to the map.

Most of the game resource packs contain some models, etc., which are different from ordinary cognition. Except for some skeletons, most other models are stored in blocks. When the characters move, they are displayed by calling different parts of the model, so that when changing equipment Or when it comes to clothes, there will be no need to wear a lot of molds.

Some modeling can be regarded as the extreme of cutting corners. For example, a girl wearing a skirt may have a blank under her skirt, not even a body. In order to reduce the use of resources, designers will often use this kind of look. No problem for the opportunistic approach.

  Johnson took another sip of coffee, the program was looking up the directory, a long and tedious process.

   He chatted with his companions for a couple of times, and suddenly saw that the progress of the cracking program had stopped.

  No, Johnson carefully observed, but found that the progress bar did not move, but kept beating within a very small range.

  Sometimes it goes forward a little, and sometimes it jumps back a lot.

  Johnson saw this for the first time.

   If the progress bar is slow, even if it is too many files, it is too slow to find.

   But this is a backward progress bar, which Johnson has never seen.

   He stared at the progress bar, feeling very strange.

   Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered.

  Johnson hurriedly looked up at the fluorescent lamp, which radiated a pale light, illuminating the room.

   It is late at night, and the sudden darkness is still disturbing.

   "Voltage unstable?"

  Johnson asked, and walked to the electric switch to take a look.

  No exceptions.

   He checked the switch, and when he was about to turn his head, he suddenly felt like there was something in the back of his neck.

   The thing seemed to be blowing cool air at Johnson.

   For a moment, Johnson got goosebumps, and he hurried back to find that there was nothing behind him.

   looked around again, Johnson's heart beat a little faster, and he returned to the room.

  Companion was watching Shitu with his mobile phone. When Johnson saw the computer screen, he almost cried out.

"what have you done?"

   He hurried to the front of the computer and saw that the progress bar was almost invisible, and the cracking work seemed to have returned to its most primitive state.

"I did not do anything"

   Companion said, he was also at a loss, staring at the cracking program in a daze.

   However, after Johnson worked for a while, he accidentally discovered that a lot of material had been obtained.

  He first clicked on a model.

   That looks like a coffin.

   "Coffin?"

  Johnson couldn't think of where a coffin would appear in this game. He used 3D software to check the outside of the coffin and found no problems. At this time, Johnson found that the coffin seemed to be able to be opened.

   swallowed his saliva, Johnson clicked and dragged, and slowly opened the lid of the coffin.

  Suddenly, the lights in the room went black.

  In the deep room, only the fluorescent light from the computer screen illuminated the faces of the two people.

   The technician sitting next door panicked, scrambling to find the light switch.

  zizizi——

   A burst of electric current sounded clearly in the panic, causing everyone to stop.

  Johnson looked at the screen.

   The progress bar of the cracking program is frozen at the zero position.

   Then, the coffin in the 3D software made a creaking sound.

   It was slowly pushed away by itself without anyone operating it.

   It was as if something lying in the coffin was struggling to lift the coffin and come to reality.

  Johnson stared at the coffin, not daring to look away for a moment.

   He felt his heart beat faster, choking in his throat as if it were about to pop out of his throat.

  Johnson swallowed.

   Then, he and his companions saw that the coffin was pushed away, and it was empty inside, as if it had never contained anything.

  drop——

   The computer beeped a sticky key alarm, which brought Johnson back to his breath.

   He breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to have someone bring a flashlight to see if there was a problem with the switch or if the lamp was burnt out.

   Just as Johnson turned his head, he felt the warmth of a person behind him.

   That is a very subtle, burr-like radiation that only people can feel when standing, like the pressure that the hair feels when the sun shines on the arm.

  Behind Johnson, there must be no one else!

   His heartbeat, which had gradually slowed down, suddenly began to rush like a racing engine.

   The stiff neck gradually turned back, and before seeing a certain existence, Johnson heard a soft whisper in his ear.

"Finally found."

   It was a soft voice like a girl's soft chanting.

   The next moment, Johnson saw that behind him, a woman wearing a gorgeous cheongsam like a blooming dahlia was covering her face with a fan, looking at him with enchanting eyes.

   "Let's play a game, shall we?"

   In the moments when his consciousness was detached from his body, Johnson heard the whispers of the demon.

   (end of this chapter)