Think about it; you're sitting in your room, minding your own business, hanging out with friends and gaming in cyberspace. Then the whole thing explodes.... > Lire la suite
Think about it; you're sitting in your room, minding your own business, hanging out with friends and gaming in cyberspace. Then the whole thing explodes. Without knowing it, you have challenged very strong forces, both in cyberspace and in Real World. Bazan and his gang believed they had played a game. It was a rather sinister game, taking place in a world made up of irreversible algorithms, but presumably a game. Why would anybody create a world where it was impossible to do maintenance work? It must have cost a fortune to develop, and the owners didn't appreciate losing their precious world. It was a wet Christmas. Phioz mentions, she has heard rumours from the oldies about a white one, and Bazan decides to give her one. Charlie, the algorithm brought up as a human, wants to participate in the celebrations. Poor Bazan has to explain the whole concept of Christmas to him, including god. But that's the easy part of living with Charlie. His strange abilities in cyberspace are still a mystery. It even deepens when Charlie's army succeeds where everyone else have failed; only Charlie can save the Germania world from being retaken by its rightful owners. And it isn't only Charlie. In Bazan's virtual castle, elves are hatching among the beams below the ceiling in the large guild hall. That's absolutely wrong. The social network is a new world for both Bazan and his friends. They used their network to find Darkopolis. Now the initial owners of the Germania world do similar to try to locate Bazan and his gang. They want their stuff back. That's how angst works. It's like a sharp spear, penetrating your whole existence, both in cyberspace and in Real World. You don't know who they are, but you know they are after you. You walk together, sleep together, and make detours when moving. And there is also some uncertainty about; how much pressure must be applied to a boy before he tells a girl that he loves her?Law enforcement agencies and tax authorities have hunted Darkopolis for ages, but haven't succeeded yet. There is a mathematician in this evasive society who might be able to solve the mystery about the algorithm revealing Germania's position."You can't make money out of nothing, neither in Real World, nor in cyberspace, " Bazan tells Charlie. The algorithm, now obviously in his early teens, claims that his father doesn't trust him. Bazan gives in to calm down a crying Charlie. Dochi is thrilled to be Bazan's bitch on his trip to Darkopolis, after Charlie has secured enough money. In a virtual world you cannot brag about your wealth with yachts and a lavish lifestyle. You need people, whom you pay to be your virtual servants. If a man wants to be taken seriously in Darkopolis, he needs a woman following him two steps behind. That's a minimum. Slive is a young lady of advanced computing. She has set up the security, and she succeeds bringing Dochi and Bazan back from Darkopolis after the men with sub machine guns appeared. Slive says that cyberspace is only in your head. Who is the leader of the gunmen in Darkopolis? Gahlo reads body language, and says, they have met him before. Now they must try to find out who he is in Real World. Robin declares, it might be their life insurance. The situation is dire. OorT is attacked on his own front yard by a couple with a knife and a gun. Charlie has taken over the former Germania world, and uses his powers to change it. He creates his own people evolving in their private cyberspace. And if a catastrophe should occur in Real World, Charlie has methods to secure that his people will survive. Bazan is proven wrong. It's possible, both in Real World and in cyberspace, to create money out of nothing. Uncle Richard shows them the power of debt in a large 3 D progressive display in the dungeons under Boudica's Celtic castle. Charlie records crimes all over the globe, crimes that can be connected to the destruction of the German...