While Loren was doubting himself, two important members of the tractor assembly team were whispering in the first class of the federal special plane.

"Boss, it really never appeared again..." Yan Yi, a young employee gritted his teeth and complained, and he was still staring at the monitor in his hand.

The team leader Tu Baibai was calm at this time: "Didn't this have been a psychological expectation? It has given us five chances, which is enough. You are the first time you left home, right? Take a break, this is a long-distance flight."

Yan Yiyi had to check whether the alarm ringtone had been turned on several times before turning off the monitor.

He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Boss, I heard that some super creators can teleport on the main plane. Hey, do you think there are such great gods at the headquarters? How good is it to send us directly? There is no need to fly long distances..."

"Shut up, don't talk about them!" Tu Baibai paused, felt that his tone was too harsh, and then he said softly, "Oh, that is the top talent of the Void System. Few people can do it, and they are all under key surveillance... If you don't want to rest, just look at the scenery outside the window. Only the special plane has such a vast vision."

Yan Yi had to turn his head helplessly. Outside the window was the suburb of the capital, where there were huge tower jungles. From a high point, they looked like clusters of weeds and hideous giant beasts.

This is a scenery that Yan Yiyi had never seen before...

He couldn't help but sigh: "Every area of ​​giant towers has millions of creators... With such a dense population index and the welfare of the federal government has been declining year by year, they must be very tired..."

Tu Baibai frowned: "What are you talking about? The population of our star plane is constantly expanding, and the resources of the main plane are so scarce! We can only continue to create new secondary planes and then harvest them, but we cannot destroy their basic ecology. But we have already devoted all our efforts to explore, but we still cannot catch up with the speed of population expansion... It is not easy for parliament!"

He flicked his fingers, and each resource collection model flashed into the void in front of Yan Yiyi...

"The higher the time ratio, the fewer resources you can collect. For example, a secondary plane with a time ratio of 1:500, that is, a lower plane with a time ratio of one hour on the main plane and a lower plane of five hundred hours on the secondary plane..." In order to help subordinates solve their confusion, the picture Baibai rarely patiently explained, "In such a low-level plane, suppose that 500 acres of rice fields are harvested and then the resources are recovered to the main plane, the most perfect value is the resources of one acre of rice fields."

Seeing that his subordinates were still absent-minded, Tu Baibai had to increase the volume: "But that's just an ideal value! After transmission, recycling, synchronization, and processing, the loss is generally between 20% and 40%! Even when you are not lucky, the final harvest is probably just a small bag of rice..."

He sighed: "Yes, the lower the time ratio, the more resources you can collect and the less loss, such as top secondary planes like 1:2 and 1:3... However, if you create such a low-proportion world, the probability of failure is extremely high!"

Ti Baibai moved a series of model data directly in front of Yan Yiyi, combined it into a diamond-shaped three-dimensional magic cube, and turned around and interpreted a large number of numbers, trying to attract Yan Yiyi's attention.

Picture Baibai emphasized and repeated: "The Federation of course hopes to create more high-level planes with low-time ratios to gain more resources. But the lower the time ratio, the greater the resources needed to be invested in the early stage. At the same time, the higher the probability of failure in creating the world... The Federal Plane Planning Bureau can only continuously measure and constantly find every best numerical entry point!"

Yan Yi's eyes fell on the data models, her lips moved, and in the end she said nothing.

"In the main plane world, there are a few Creators who are easily influenced by bad public opinion. They always think that the forest world of the time plane is just a plan. What we create is a parallel world of 1:1, and the resources we collect are also perfect 1:1! So why are there so many poor people in our world? That wealth must be all embezzled by the Federal Parliament!" Tu Baibai sighed again, "But they never think. Since the time ratio is different, why are the resource ratios the same?"

Yan Yiyi sighed with the leader, but still said nothing.

"Oh, if you are not interested in these balance models... then look at the return model again! If plane construction is compared to a long-term investment, our annual return on returns is already below 5%... Then, it is still declining year by year! Do you understand how serious the situation is?" The picture poked his subordinate's head, hoping that he would not think about it anymore.

But Yan Yiyi's eyes gradually passed through the models one by one, and the focus returned to the window.

Tu Baibai shook his hand in anger, and the small forest of the data model gradually drifted away.

Yan Yiyi finally responded, but it jumped into a new question. He asked in a nearly whispering voice: "...Boss, we often give technology locks to low-level planes. You said... have we also been locked by technology locks? Otherwise, why will technology stagnate?"

Tu Baibai laughed backwards: "A simplest example is that only we can retain energy intensity in the plane world of all time proportions, but also maintain the constant state of the body, and will not be affected by time and space. That is the proof of our Creator's identity, and it is also the proof of our supreme plane! Try to find an earthworm from the main plane and throw it to the plane at 1:800, and it will definitely turn into a giant insect disaster... The Federation has a complete set of academic works to prove this matter. Don't look at those inexplicable crazy guesses in the future and think about it all day long!"

Yan Yi's lips moved again, as if he wanted to refute the names of many evil demons and parasites, but in the end, he sighed and lost his dialectical mood.

He still stared down, comparing the brilliant and magnificent buildings in the center of the city and the huge tower jungle in the suburbs, he could not relieve himself. He suddenly felt hoarse in his voice: "But the boss... As the so-called federal elite, we see so many people not doing well, but we can't do anything..."

His vocal cords in his throat were even more blocked, and he sighed in a low and inauspicious voice: "Oh, no wonder so many people sneaked to the secondary plane below..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Tu Baibai shouted angrily, first looked around hard, then looked at the surveillance diagonally, then lowered his voice, "That is a shameful defector, escaping from the responsibility of being the Creator! What will happen to them? After leaving the main plane for a long time, his spirit gradually faded, and slowly forgetting everything, and eventually, he turned into a hopeless madman! Lost time and space until he perished!"

"Yes! Some defectors always have a lucky mentality, thinking that if they continue running, they can last at least a hundred or two hundred years, even if they are crazy for tens of thousands of years, they will do whatever they want! But you won't want to know how low the probability of becoming a defector can still last a hundred years in the secondary plane, and you won't want to know how miserable the defectors who are arrested will end up!"

Tu Baibai grabbed Yan Yiyi's shoulder hard, and when he spoke, his voice turned into a low roar.

Finally, he took three deep breaths in a row before slowly speaking softly: "You can be compassionate, but you must not be sympathetic, understand?"

Yan Yiyi was already scared by Tu Baibai's excited reaction. Seeing that the other party was speaking solemnly, he nodded vigorously.

Tu Baibai let go of Yan Yiyi and slowly returned to normal voice: "Because of the situation in the main plane world, the mutated creators of the inner world are extremely precious. They have the ability to change the secondary plane. The most direct way is to increase harvest, increase profits, and make the world better! This is also the meaning of us finding them!"

Yan Yiyi carefully observed the leader's expression and hesitated for a moment. In the end, she couldn't help but muster up the courage and asked in a low voice: "Not everyone has the opportunity to become a super creator?"

"Yes... If the mutant creator cannot contribute his own abilities, then contribute his body!" Tu Baibai put on an eye mask and expressed his unwillingness to deal with any questions from his subordinates.

Listening to the faint sighs coming from his ears, Tu Baibai couldn't help but remember that many years ago, he had experienced such an age, the youthful years that never returned... So he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "I am in darkness, with a bright heart, I am the guardian and sharp blade of the stars, I am extremely vicious, I am bloody and windy, I try to feel cute..."

“…”

Research Center.

As the night went deeper, Loren had already emerged from his confusion about appearance and began to discuss with Luna how to solve the problem of secondary plane 003 in No. 1 Middle School.

"I dare not steal emotions because it is the key monitoring area. I focus on the element area, especially the wood element, which is the easiest area to ignore... In the Beifeng Mountains in the 003 plane, a large area of ​​no man's land is full of dense forests... At the beginning, I just stole it in a small amount. Later, when I looked at the big data of the plane, I found that it was not a problem at all, so I tried to let go..."

Luna whispered her mental journey: "But 81 hours ago, in the doctoral studio, I saw Jie Kaier's deputy staring at the wooden element data table on the 003 plane in a daze. I knew there must be something wrong. But I don't know what the problem is..."

"I asked him what was wrong, and he said he would only know when the doctor came back... Doctor, he would be back next Saturday."

Loren answered Luna's inner doubts: "Jiekaier used a chaotic algorithm, which was calculated together according to the general trend of the entire history, in conjunction with the technological development curve, regional development curve and other large amounts of data..."

"So, you only look at ordinary data graphs, which are just inconspicuous wave curves in the ups and downs," Loren outlined curve charts in the void. "In the eyes of Deputy Jie Kaier, because he has a chaotic surface algorithm, he will feel that something is wrong, but he cannot see where the specific problem is..."

Loren continued to outline: "When Jie Kaier comes back and his deputy reports his suspicion, although Jie Kaier is lazy, he will also check the chaos data. The 003-plane wood element curve is like being reflected by a demon mirror, and the entire curve is missing. They will investigate, and then you will have nothing to hide!"

Looking at the countless dense, layered curve charts, Luna thought that it was impossible for her to master Jie Kaier's chaos algorithm in a short period of time: "So, is there a solution?"

"I'm thinking..." Loren's five fingers were striking in the air, as if playing a chaotic chaotic music. The stacked curve charts also changed into models in space, constantly interchanging and changing positions.

Luna couldn't understand, so she simply approached Loren and opened a forum on Machine Zero.

The forum is called "Space-Time Fantasy", and it is one of the popular forums for the Star Plane. It is full of all kinds of fantasy ideas and crazy theories, and there are all kinds of masters and trolls appearing.

Loren was not sure, so he felt that Luna was so close without any defense and was not at all guarded against him. Both sides had already reached close, but she looked calm. But she turned a little blushing... This made him feel embarrassed.

Luna quickly moved away again and pointed to herself and opened the page. It was her post three days ago, with several real events as the beginning. It was probably the case where the middle and senior executives of a certain company also stole the wooden elements and were eventually discovered. Then she disguised herself as a crazy theorist and began to make various guesses.

List various solutions, analyze various possibilities, and how to do it to avoid the company's discovery.

Because she didn't know what was wrong with her at that time, she could only make all kinds of crazy guesses.

It can be seen that Luna was pretending to work hard, and she had dozens of plans, and finally she dared to list out such anti-human plans as the plane collapse.

The response to the post was also very enthusiastic, with hundreds of pages of reply.

Loren quickly pulled down the page and found that many of the replies were meaningless, and some were even illogical insults and accusations, or even personal attacks. You could tell at a glance that they didn’t read the content, and just looked at the title and started spraying.

This made Loren unable to help but turn his head to look at Luna, and find that the other party rarely showed dissatisfaction, his mouth bulged and shrank, like an angry frog.

But Loren's eyes immediately stopped her emotional expression.

Loren had to comfort: "Some people just like to demand others by the standards of saints and themselves by the standards of scum."

He casually pointed out some of the replies: "If there is no black spot, create black spots; if there is no place to spray, just find a breakthrough to spray! If you look at such a reply, you will definitely not look at what you say, just spray it directly; if you look at this again, you will not look at what you say at all, and say some nonsense just to make your presence feel..."

Luna was a little confused: "Why do you feel familiar with trolls?"

"Because I was also a troll when I was young. But it was different from them..." After Loren turned to more than a dozen pages, he finally saw some eye-catching replies, and some truly crazy theorists began to enter the venue to debate with the main post.

Loren pointed to those constructive ideas: "I'm probably similar to them, I'm a well-founded and honest person, and I really want to discuss..."

"..." Luna's attention was different, "When you were young, you were only one month and fourteen days older than me!"

Loren nodded: "So you are old too."

“…”

As more and more posts with reference value appeared, Loren praised: "Actually, it's good to write like this. I'll discharge the garbage people first, and also discharge the unmanageable people..."

As Loren flipped through quickly, footsteps came from outside the door again.

It turned out that before we knew it, it was the next shift of night patrol research assistant to conduct routine inspections.

Luna calmly put her glasses on again and took her hair back to her original appearance.

The person who came was very considerate of such staying up late behavior, and when he entered the door, he smiled at the two of them, "What are the problems and homework that happened again? Alas, our No. 1 Middle School courses are heavy..."

Loren responded with a smile, and Luna replied with a slightly shy and shy look, just nodding slightly.

The man just glanced at the monitor twice. Seeing that there was no problem with the firewall, he was too lazy to walk down to check. He waved his hands at the two of them and left directly.

Listening to the footsteps that were gone, Loren saw Luna take off her glasses and lift her hair again.
Chapter completed!