The true aning behind the appearance of the "Crisis Managent Ga".
Gu Ji still can't figure it out.
Ever since he got the ga, its content has been continually updated with levels and versions. Until now, he hasn't fully understood all of the ga's content.
There's just too little intelligence information to make reasonable and effective evaluations and judgnts.
Very soon.
The fifteen-second countdown passed.
[Ga patch update successful!]
Gu Ji decided to test whether the ga really fixed the bug, so he sent another barrage about the main storyline of the ga's mission.
Just as he was about to press the send button.
A prompt suddenly popped up in front of him:
[Players, please do not disclose main storyline information of ga levels to "yourself" or guide "yourself" to act, otherwise you will face severe ga penalties, up to the revocation of your ga qualification!]
Revoke qualification?
Isn't that just banning...
Gu Ji looked at the last few words, and couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.
In normal gas, banning for exploiting bugs for rewards is quite normal, but the "Crisis Managent Ga" is really special. He now has a lot of ga-related mories in his head, and even many abilities, knowledge, and attribute enhancents all co from the ga.
So what's ant by "revoking qualification"? Does it an that he can't continue playing the ga or entering levels, or does it also an taking away his mories, abilities, and enhancents?
No matter which one.
It's not sothing Gu Ji can handle right now.
As the saying goes: "Easy to move from frugality to luxury, difficult to move from luxury to frugality."
Once you've experienced the fast way to beco stronger, if the shortcut disappears, that huge psychological gap is not sothing that can be adjusted in a few days or half a month.
Many gamblers end up deeply trapped because of this very reason.
Obtaining money through gambling is much easier than working.
Although Gu Ji hasn't fallen into the mindset of a gambler.
But don't forget, the crash of his father's plane was a big blow to him. The reason he was able to adjust, and firmly believe that his father was temporarily missing for so reason, not dead, was because of the confidence brought by the "Crisis Managent Ga"!
Seeing firsthand the ga's ability to predict the future, reflect reality, and influence the past, made Gu Ji optimistically believe:
One day, he will be able to find his dad with these abilities!
Collecting his scattered thoughts,
Gu Ji continued to seriously watch the "Baron" live stream. Although he couldn't continue to reveal main storyline information to the other party, it didn't an he couldn't send barrage to communicate with "Baron".
Besides, the ga didn't explicitly say whether indirectly leaking information through others counts as a violation, or he could simply find a few helpers to go to New York to assist "himself", and the system wouldn't be able to control it.
This is where the value of that mysterious computer cos in.
If he could have a device right now that couldn't be tracked, and randomly contact Wa Xueming, letting him go to New York to help "himself", that would feel amazing.
You know.
This bomb level took so much ti because Gu Ji lacked helpers, except for dismantling bombs in Tis Square in the final level.
Everything else depended on himself.
More than two hours passed, and Gu Ji remained seated on the bed watching Baron's live stream, afraid to miss any scene.
After all, the opportunity to directly watch the ga reflect reality isn't common, and maybe he could discover so other valuable information.
At that mont.
A notification popped up on his WeChat—it was Gao Bo contacting him.
Gao Bo: "Damn, don't you have a VPN now? Quick, download the Tik International version software, search for the Passion Fruit live stream, it's exploding, live-streaming a terrorist attack!"
Gu Ji: "I know, I'm watching it now, it's already been reported on the news on the push."
After so thought, Gu Ji decided not to hide it anymore.
The excuse he used for getting the VPN from Gao Bo was originally to check materials on the foreign internet. Now, as Baron makes more noise in New York, various US dia have already reported on the "live bombing attack".
At this point, pretending not to know would be too fake.
Gao Bo: "I thought I was the first to notify you after I found out, but you already knew and didn't tell , crying, feels like I can't love anymore..."
Gu Ji: "I just started watching too, let's eat together tomorrow."
Gao Bo: "Sure, I want hotpot! Hahaha, rember what I said before, this Passion Fruit will get its couppance one day, and here it cos!"
Gu Ji: "Well, Passion Fruit's actions are indeed vile, but his assistant isn't simple, extrely skilled in counter-surveillance, and can even dismantle bombs!"
Gao Bo: "I noticed that too, this person definitely isn't ordinary, might even be an undercover agent or spy. If he doesn't die after this case ends, the CIA will definitely investigate him!"
The words Gao Bo sent were exactly what worried Gu Ji the most.
Even though he didn't reveal any information about "7472" this ti, the sudden skills Baron displayed leave no reasonable explanation, especially with that [Poison Needle Trap] mine.
The explosion site must have left behind plenty of poison needles and fragnted mine structures.
Forensic officers aren't fools. They would've already discovered and gathered evidence for examination.
Fortunately, Baron had evidence against Colonel Sauva in his hand at the end, and with FBI's Jillian constantly watching over him, her protection should keep CIA at bay for now.
But the best scenario would be for Baron to escape again.
And avoid both FBI and CIA.
Of course, that is unlikely, another approach would be to find a way to guide Baron towards another identity.
Gu Ji really couldn't arrange a better ending for Baron.
"In any case, this round is in fate's hands..."
Rumble!
A noise ca from the phone's live stream, obviously, "Baron" got into a fight with the driver thug near midtown Manhattan.
In the taxi.
Baron got up with his hand pressed against the shattered glass, showing no signs of pain on his face, remaining extrely calm. When facing the driver's attack, he calmly shielded his vitals with his left arm and accurately struck the enemy's eye with his right hand, successfully counter-killing.
After taking down the first terrorist.
He climbed to the second-row seat, reclined the seat, took a portable jamr from the trunk, then returned to the front, retrieving the mysterious computer and phone from the glove box and the driver, taking pictures with his mobile.
With everything ready.
Baron kicked the windshield to pieces, under the shocked, panicked gaze of surrounding passersby, quickly ducking into a nearby alley.
At this mont, his phone rang.
Baron calmly talked to Jillian while briskly making his way.
Passing by a trash can, he naturally tossed in the mysterious computer.
After the figure disappeared.
A long ti later, a holess man walked to the trash can intending to scavenge, only to shiver suddenly, his back straightened, eyes turning as cold as Baron's.
He skillfully picked up the mysterious computer, tossed it into a tattered backpack on his back, then picked a few clothes and water bottles, and left the alley.
Just like that.
After passing through several blocks, the holess man suddenly stopped in front of another trash can, where there was an old white garbage truck, took the mysterious computer from his backpack, and threw it into the garbage-filled bay.
The next mont, the garbage truck slowly started, turned towards the east.
The holess man paused, scratched his head, and resud scavenging the trash can beside him, searching for useful items.
The garbage truck drove through the midtown main road, heading north to the Manhattan northern suburban landfill center.
The rear of the truck stopped before a heap of foul-slling, mountain-like garbage, tilted the bay, dumping piles of garbage onto the ground, mixing with the heap, while the mysterious computer fell on the edge.
Just then, a big yellow dog passed by, sniffed around seemingly looking for food.
The mont it caught the scent of the computer.
The once confused eyes suddenly turned icy cold, grabbed the mysterious computer and ran crazily out of the landfill site, passing through a bush alongside the road, tossing the computer in, turned head, its eyes regained cheer, wagged its tail, drawn to wild fruits under a nearby tree.
And at that mont, a black BMW parked beside the bush.
The car door opened, a man wearing a black hoodie and black baseball cap stepped out, ventured into the bush, reaching for the mysterious computer.
And in that instant, a very distinctive tattoo was on his wrist!
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