Life Game In Other World
Chapter 262: Emergency Situation (Please Favorite, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Emergency Situation (Please Favorite, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

[He Ao]

[Permission Level: Regular Player]

[Physical Fitness: 247]

[Skills: Talent Sequence 272: Super Memory (Soul Binding) (Grade D), Basic Firearms Mastery, Talent Sequence 40: Magician]

[Mechanical Modification: None]

[Martial Arts: Essence Refinement and Qi Transformation (Grade D)]

[Character Skills: None]

He Ao gazed at his attributes panel. This time, his physical fitness had not increased at all, but in front of him appeared a silver-grey suitcase.

He picked it up, the suitcase was very light.

This was the first time he merged the sensations of the real world with the memories of the Copy World.

For Vian, whose physical fitness was only 35, the suitcase felt somewhat heavy. Although he could still pick it up and run, it registered in his brain as ’heavy’.

But for He Ao, with a high physical fitness of 247, the weight of the metal box didn’t feel significant, not much heavier than a tablet computer.

He Ao pressed his hand on the button of the suitcase.

A faint blue light illuminated the edges of the suitcase.

This was the mecha recording He Ao’s biological information.

In fact, He Ao had already spent a day studying the entire mecha, but only now had he started to enter the biometric authentication.

The entry process was very fast, almost the instant the light flashed, it was completed.

After the entry was completed, the mecha emitted a soft ’ding’ sound.

If this were in the Copy World, Eve would have started up immediately at the moment of entry.

Clearly, the Adam model Type 1 provided by the system did not come with an advanced AI like Eve, only the most basic combat module.

But this was not a problem for He Ao, because Eve had been coded by Vian, line by line.

Even though Vian had borrowed a large number of existing AI databases and code segments when writing Eve, rather than creating it from scratch.

Yet, after removing these databases and code segments and with some modifications, He Ao could still write a ’youth version’ of Eve.

Compared to the complete version of Eve that requires substantial computing power, this youth version should be more suitable for the central processor used by Adam Type 1, as well as the conditions of the main world’s network.

Well, if he could find the central processor that had been taken away from the tower in the ruins, he might be able to support a complete version of Eve.

However, these things all require time, and replicating the code from memory takes time as well.

He Ao yawned and walked out of the room, suitcase in hand.

It was time for dinner now, and the countdown to the next instance of the Copy World still ticked away in his field of vision.

The system’s timing was precise, set to forty-eight hours, and it did not change due to time zone shifts.

The journey had been rather quiet; since the encounter with the pirates, there had been no further incidents—no revenge attacks from the pirates, nor any other pirates encountered.

The voyage was smooth sailing, under a clear, cloudless sky, until nightfall.

This daytime was actually a bit longer than a normal day.

That’s because the cruise ship they were on was traveling from east to west.

And as the planet rotated from west to east, the sunlight hitting the planet made one side daytime and the other nighttime, meaning, relative to the ground as a reference frame, the boundary line between day and night moved from east to west.

People not moving, relative to the ground, had night sweep over them from east to west, as if transitioning from day to night.

But as the cruise ship moved from east to west, as night approached, the ship didn’t stay put awaiting nightfall but ran toward the daytime area, naturally spending more time in daylight than those standing still.

He Ao looked out the window, the starry Firmament enveloping the dark sea below.

His day had gone by quickly, as he had logged into the Foundation’s internal network through the satellite router on the cruise ship, added Yang De as a friend, and then spent the whole time tinkering with Adam number one, not eating a thing. Although his body didn’t feel hungry, He Ao thought it was time for him to eat something.

Carrying the suitcase, he headed to the cruise ship’s dining room.

By this time, it was past the peak dining hours, so there weren’t many people in the restaurant.

The cruise offered a buffet with a variety of foods and fruits for guests to help themselves.

He Ao picked a roast chicken leg, a serving of braised pork, a dish of sweet and sour eggplant, a portion of soy-sauce pig knuckle, scooped some simple egg-fried rice, took a bowl of old duck soup, and randomly chose a place to sit down.

He had just put down his tray when a figure sat down opposite him.

"You’re eating so much?"

The Speech Master rested her chin in her hands, blinking as she stared at He Ao.

She too had a tray of food in front of her, but it only contained a large bun, a bowl of watery rice, and a small dish of pickles.

He Ao looked up at her, added a piece of braised pork to his bowl, and continued eating his rice and meat without paying her any mind.

"Aren’t you curious why I’m having dinner so late?"

The Speech Master leaned in with an air of mystery.

He Ao gave her a puzzled look.

That look seemed to say, ’I’m not surprised, I’m also eating late!’

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The Speech Master felt defeated.

For the first time, she realized how hard it was to pry someone’s mouth open.

Standing next to He Ao, she often doubted whether her Talent was a real one.

"Actually, I went to interrogate those pirates," the Speech Master smacked her lips and looked off in another direction as if it were nothing, "It’s only now that I’ve come out···"

According to common sense, this was the moment when the other person should have asked with curiosity, ’What did you find out?’

However, He Ao seemed not to hear her, focused on eating his braised pork.

About three or four seconds later, He Ao lifted his head, glanced at the Speech Master who was staring at him with wide eyes, and slowly sat up straight.

The Speech Master thought He Ao was finally about to ask a question, looking at him excitedly and expectantly.

She even rubbed her hands together.

But what she saw was He Ao slowly standing up, walking over to a nearby barbecue stand, grabbing two freshly grilled honey-glazed wings, carrying them back on a small plate.

Two plates. He Ao placed one in front of himself and then placed the other in front of the Speech Master.

The Speech Master even imagined He Ao’s calm and slightly aloof tone, "Eat more meat, talk less."

She pursed her lips in frustration, picked up the chicken wing resentfully, took a bite, and felt the rich and sweet sauce burst in her mouth, filling it with warm vapors.

Delicious!

Forgotten all about her displeasure, the Speech Master gnawed on the chicken wing and said to He Ao,

"These pirates are indeed from the Free Marines. They usually don’t operate in the sea area we passed through this morning but further away. However, this morning they suddenly received an order from their boss to attack our cruise.

They themselves found the order strange.

Normally, pirates would hijack a ship with a single speedboat. At most, four or five speedboats would be considered a large force. This time they arranged seven speedboats with more than forty people, mobilizing everyone they could quickly deploy. And the instruction was to kill everyone on the cruise, leaving only the ship.

You know, their boss Balan is notoriously brutal, but such orders are rare; after all, a single hostage represents a sum of money. They couldn’t understand the logic behind this, but out of fear for the boss’s famed cruelty, they still came out to attack us. The rest, you know."

At this point, the Speech Master paused and took a piece of tissue paper to wipe her mouth, "And it’s strange that the pirates’ mothership was actually not far from our cruise at that time. The pirates also said that more of them were gathering, but they did not pursue us.

But they probably won’t come after us now.

We’ve already left the waters near Alano; surely those pirates won’t keep trailing us from afar."

No sooner had she finished speaking when He Ao’s mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up.

He Ao picked up the phone and looked at the latest message.

Warrior (Yang De): [There’s an urgent situation, come to the captain’s room.]