"Buzz...buzz..."

The phone on the table rang softly, and Nakamoto immediately looked at the phone like a conditioned reflex.

The long-awaited blood-red eye icon lit up again, causing his breathing to become rapid in an instant, and the whole person became excited.

It's been more than a week since the last time he got a "real doomsday game" prompt asking him to buy a virtual reality device.

Just this morning, he just snapped up a virtual reality device from Huaguo Chrysanthemum Factory and installed it in his villa.

Then I immediately got the information that the "real doomsday game" gray tide apocalypse opened.

This made him feel the strength of the commander again.

Commanders seem to be omnipresent, able to know what they are doing at any time.

It also reassured him a lot.

It's just that even such a powerful existence is still afraid of the whisperer who is ready to drag the entire human civilization into the abyss.

How powerful and mysterious is that Whisperer?

Speaking of which, he was once a member of the mysterious existence in this world.

After he created Bitcoin, he completely concealed his existence, minimized his contact with the network, and even completely quit all social networking for two years.

The whole world is guessing who is Satoshi Nakamoto, and there are many counterfeiters, and some people even believed those counterfeiters at one time.

As the real Satoshi Nakamoto, the creator of Bitcoin, he used to be amused by all this behind the scenes. With a vision similar to that of a god, he overlooked all beings who were obsessed with the blockchain and enjoyed the pride of belonging to the creator.

Until he was selected by the commander-in-chief to become a member of the Salvation Army.

When the "Real Doomsday Game" accurately stated his real name and surname, and revealed his identity that he thought was perfectly hidden, Satoshi Nakamoto was imitated and angry, but then slowly relieved.

But after going through two end-of-the-world missions and seeing those crises in the real world with his own eyes through various information, he started to feel proud of being selected at this time.

He is a very proud person himself. The purpose of creating Bitcoin is more from the perspective of promoting the development of human society. Now he can do something for the entire human civilization, and he feels a little bit of a responsibility.

While thinking about it, Nakamoto quickly walked to the virtual reality device, picked up what looked like a motorcycle helmet, put it on his head, and then lay down on the sofa.

The cranial nerve connection technology used by Juchang's "Other Side" virtual reality device seems to be more advanced, and it does not need that kind of large virtual cabin.

Turning on the virtual reality device, a soft light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a round blood-red eye icon appeared in front of him.

Apparently, the device is also under the control of the developer.

Same as his cell phone.

He looked up and saw his own hands.

The device is driven by cranial nerve signal perception and stimulation.

Without any hesitation, Nakamoto immediately walked towards the eye icon in the virtual world and stepped inside.

Another white light flickered, and there was a faint sense of dizziness, which seemed to be some bugs in the machine itself.

In the next instant, a gray metal building appeared in front of him. It seemed to be in a metal factory building, with a gray dome above his head.

There are many people around here, but everyone's appearance is a little blurry, blocked by mosaics, and they can't see their faces clearly.

This time is different from the nuclear war wasteland apocalypse, they are no longer ugly radiation mutant deformed people.

A prompt appears in front of you:

"Please choose characterization."

Nakamoto thought about it, and randomly chose the appearance of an Asian male.

At this time, the surrounding players have all chosen their appearance, and began to curiously look at where they are.

There are still new players entering. This factory-like area is almost the size of several football fields, enough to accommodate nearly 10,000 people without appearing crowded.

Around this area, there are many metal corridors leading to other areas, which are tortuous and deep, and no one left for a while.

"This should be the inside of the structure formed after the gray tide devoured it. Judging from the surface finish of the metal, some of the nanomechanical insects have even broken through the 1-nanometer limit... tsk tsk, it's really scary..."

"Yes, judging from the appearance here, we may be in the belly of a former mountain. The interior itself is a limestone structure, and we can still see the impact marks of running water. Of course, it is the traces simulated after being swallowed by the nanomachine cluster."

"I don't know what kind of world has become outside when we get out of here? It's hard to imagine what kind of people can survive this kind of disaster..."

"The idea of ​​a swarm of nanomachines out of control producing a grey tide that engulfs the world has been in science fiction decades ago, but never thought it would be so real."

"The commander-in-chief is really amazing. How powerful is the technology he or she has mastered to transform the existing virtual reality equipment to such an extent?"

"Yeah... With this touch, this temperature, and this texture, I almost thought I had traveled to another world... With the current human virtual reality technology and brain neural connection technology, it is still impossible to reach this level..."

A group of players talked a lot, and when they heard the last sentence, they couldn't help falling into silence again.

Not human technology... Could it be technology outside of Earth?

The kind of aliens that will inevitably appear in the end of the third-rate science fiction puzzle-solving routine?

Everyone then shook their heads slightly, denying this assumption in their hearts.

Aliens are not so concerned about the demise of human civilization.

At this moment, a player who used the appearance of a man with blond hair and two-color eyes suddenly asked:

"Everyone, do you have any news about the Purification Society? Although it's a bit abrupt to ask, but I can't help it..."

Before, they all got the prompt from the game system: The Whisperer is related to Ke'thul's Purification Society.

Although it was only this sentence, it made waves in everyone's heart.

During this time, the questioner has been secretly investigating Kethul's Purification Society, but in the end he didn't get many useful clues, just clues from a few former peripheral members or some former students who had gone mad.

Nothing else.

It was as if the fire in the Sanatorium of the Purification Society in Wuyou Town burned away all traces of the Purification Society.

Hearing his question, most of the people present shook their heads, indicating that they had not received any news.

The remaining hundreds of people shared the clues they got, all of which were just a few words, even a sentence and a photo from a promotional brochure of Wuyou Town twenty years ago.

Everyone selflessly shared all this information, and at this time they also discovered the uniqueness of this virtual reality device.

If they wanted to, all they had to do was dictate the information, and beside them were texts and images suspended in the air that seemed to be able to directly access their brainwaves.

With their acquiescence, of course.

The entire underground space now seems to be an information market, with hundreds of pieces of information suspended in the air for all players present to watch.

Everyone around is quickly remembering this information at this time, and storing it in the device through the automatic photo and image storage technology of the virtual reality device.

These clues are extremely useful in finding the Purification Society.

After the exchange of information was over, everyone began to discuss the issue of a way out.

At this moment, an exclamation came from a corner, Nakamoto immediately looked over, and saw dozens of players surrounded by several players walking out.

The first few players looked very familiar and seemed to have seen it on the Internet.

"Mr. Li Tongchen! Mr. Borat! Mr. Aldred! Mr. Crotilda..."

Someone had already called out the names of those people first, and the surrounding players couldn't help showing a look of realization.

These thirteen people are all winners of the Lasker Prize for Medicine, doctors who "invented" the medicine for the treatment of stone-like disease!

They actually showed their true colors!

"Mr. Li Tongchen, why do you..."

"This is... very dangerous!"

Several players said with concern.

Li Tongchen smiled and said:

"The identities of the few of us have already been made public. Everyone has already experienced the mission of the stone statue in the end of the world. Naturally, we understand that we did not research the healing potion by ourselves, but we were given the opportunity by the commander's favor. All players They all understand that we are the first disciples."

Borat on the side smiled and said:

"That's right, so even if we hide our identities, it's just self-deception. We might as well just make it public and make it easier for everyone to communicate."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present nodded silently.

What they say is the truth.

As long as they are not fools, players of the real doomsday game can understand how the healing potion of the stone statue apocalypse came from.

The true identities of these doctors have long been exposed.

And they show their true identities in the game, which is beneficial to the players of The Salvation Army to enhance cohesion and centripetal force.

If they don't know each other's identity at all, long-term suspicion will naturally lead to estrangement.

As for the dangers, these doctors have obviously ignored them for a long time.

Perhaps one day, under their leadership, all players will show their true colors after they trust each other.

This is an extremely important step.

At this time, everyone bowed to Li Tongchen and others, thanking them for their efforts.

After all, although these thirteen people said it lightly, they obviously went through many setbacks in the mission of the stone statue apocalypse, and this kind of courage to put life and death aside and dare to be the first in the world is also worthy of their admiration.

Nakamoto also bowed deeply.

At the same time, an old man with an Asian face said:

"Everyone, we are still exploring in batches in the form of legions and brigade groups this time. Now we can assemble according to the original designation."

At the end, he added another sentence: "I am the commander of the army."

The players froze in their hearts, and immediately remembered the powerful strategic and tactical capabilities of the legionnaire in the nuclear bomb wasteland apocalypse mission, and immediately began to assemble in line.

At this moment, a dull sound of "dong dong dong dong" suddenly came from the hollow around this space, as if some huge animal was crawling over.

In the next instant, hundreds of gray humanoid machines poured into this space from the surrounding passages. Blood-red rays of light were released from their eyes, and an icy electronic sound was emitted:

"Discovery, native building materials."

"Discovering ~lightnovelpub.net~ native building materials."

"Find…"

Several players who were obviously industry experts could not help but exclaimed:

"It's Grey Tide's defense mechanism!"

"My God, this thing actually exists!"

"EMP! We need EMP!"

"And a special frequency of sonic tremors! Damn, we don't have anything!"

Before they could finish speaking, these humanoid machines were already rushing towards everyone present like monsters!

Nakamoto was shocked to find that he was completely defenseless now, and there was no way to face these monsters!

Just when he clenched his fists and was about to fight hard, he only felt a chill in his chest, and a blood-filled robotic arm had been pierced from his chest!