[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-player-reboot":3,"chapter-player-reboot-player-reboot-chapter-557":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Player Reboot",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2272522,4438,"Chapter 557: Treasure","player-reboot-chapter-557",557,"\u003Cp>“What’s wrong?” Li Cheng put away the Plague Impurity Scroll, stepped out of the sterile room, and took the tablet from the cube robot. The screen displayed a rotatable 3D map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligent core explained, “You previously instructed us to survey the terrain around the toy factory. Using automated drones, we’ve already mapped part of it. Let it explain to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The factory’s current defense system is Level One, capable of handling most threats wandering the wasteland. But such a large target still risks attracting transcendent beings—or even players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The best approach, naturally, is to prevent problems before they arise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Respect↓ed Fa↑ctory Ma↑ster”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cube robot, dressed in full camouflage military uniform with unmistakable aesthetic vibes, spoke in a dramatic cadence that instantly sent Li Cheng back to Anhui—his jaw clenched tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop, stop,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng waved his hands frantically, grimacing. “Can you not use that Li Chunji tone? I swear, if I hear one more word, I’ll get third-degree burns.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cube servant nodded quickly, then spoke again—still full of emotion, but now inexplicably in French: “On this solemn day, I am filled with joy and tears as I report to you, my glorious Factory Master, radiant as the sun, the progress of our endeavor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng was stunned. The over-the-top delivery he could accept—but French?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligent core, sensing his confusion, silently projected an old video: a black man in a suit, standing atop Changbai Mountain, gesturing wildly and reciting poetry in fluent French.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black man. Changbai Mountain. Reciting poetry. These elements seemed utterly unrelated—but Caoxian really did host the 2017 White Head Mountain Great Leader Commemoration, inviting dozens of international friends from Denmark, Australia, Nigeria, Russia, and beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the event, this black man—Abdoulaye Diallo, Guinean poet and president of the Guinean Juche Literature Research Society—recited his original poem “The Glory of Changbai Mountain,” praising three suns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His presence completely overshadowed all other speakers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One can only say: African elder artists truly excel at crafting myths where the peninsula falls short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng sighed inwardly. What could he do? His name really was Rìchéng. He gritted his teeth and endured the report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The toy factory currently has two types of servants: cylindrical and cubic. Neither was designed for combat. They’re fine patrolling the wasteland in armored vehicles, but utterly incapable of entering kill zones or mapping terrain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they took an alternate route: first driving a pickup truck dozens of kilometers from the factory, then launching large drones equipped with fiber-optic cables, flying them another hundred kilometers out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These large drones carry over two hundred kilograms. First, they deploy high-power base stations with built-in batteries and extended functions. Once the station is established, the drones fly back and forth along preset routes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where there’s sunlight, they drop solar panels. Where there’s wind, they deploy wind turbines. Where there’s water, they install tidal generators—all to continuously power the base station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once built, the base station not only provides wireless signals and charging for the drones, but also serves as a launchpad. It enables various drone models to relay forward like checkers, building more stations and expanding exploration boundaries to map the 3D terrain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the toy factory needs to do is continuously supply drones and modular construction materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During Li Cheng’s absence, the servants had expanded their exploration radius to over a thousand kilometers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for certain dangerous zones—where transcendent beings roamed, gravity anomalies existed, vacuum conditions prevailed, electromagnetic shielding blocked signals, or terrain barriers impeded progress—the majority of the map had been surveyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the hardest-to-reach areas had been photographed from high altitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks a bit like a giant ant colony.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng rotated the screen with three fingers. The toy factory sat at the center of the ant colony structure. Within the explored range, they’d found three teleport phone booths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The mechanism of outdoor teleport phone booths requires first locating the booth and discovering the specific complex code pasted on the handset to enable precise teleportation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The total number of phone booths across the kill zone is incalculable. Only a tiny fraction are widely used by players. Most remain dormant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligent core explained: “Based on observations over this period, these three booths have never been used. No codes for them appear on the Summoner Forum.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For safety, we’ve installed hidden motion-sensing cameras around each booth. If anyone teleports, we immediately transmit photos and trigger self-destruction, wiping out all nearby base stations and drones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To prevent them from tracing back to the toy factory. Is this acceptable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. Very thorough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng had no objections. He wasn’t some demon capable of slaughtering every player who wandered into the area and erasing their remains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At most, he’d capture them, electrocute their brains, and implant false memories: say, they’d been injured, rescued by a kind elf boy or girl from the native species of the kill zone, fallen in love, married—and then their lover was casually incinerated by an automated golem deployed by the Zhong Lou Guild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Lou bears the burden. Zhong Lou shoulders the guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ve got this. Smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One more thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligent core said: “Regarding the pattern you brought back, I have an immature hypothesis.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called pattern was the only unexplained symbol on the bronze door from the 【Reset to Zero】 quest—a single dot emitting over fifty rays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve aggregated and analyzed information from player forums. I found that the endpoint coordinates of over a dozen rays closely match the known public coordinates of hidden zones held by major guilds, and the coordinates of special locations already explored and recorded on forums.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligent core projected a 3D image. Li Cheng froze, then instantly understood: “The distances between the ray endpoints match the relative distances between the known special locations on the forum?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligent core projected a 3D image; Li Cheng froze for a moment, then instantly realized, “Is the distance between the endpoints of the rays identical to the relative distances between known special locations on the forum?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligent core nodded slightly, confirming. “After repeated comparisons using supercomputers, we found subtle differences in the carving depth of each ray.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The deeper the carving, the larger the scale ratio.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The deepest ray’s scale is 1 meter to 3.69 light-minutes. The next level is 61.8% of that. And so on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deepest ray’s scale is one meter to 3.69 light-minutes. The next level’s scale is 61.8% of the previous one. And so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng’s mind stirred. Mathematics was the universal language of the cosmos. Even if the creator—Optimus Prime or astronaut Wil—didn’t know Earth’s definitions of seconds, light-seconds, or light-minutes, he could still transmit information using the same mathematical laws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Combining all this, the ray pattern is likely a map, using over fifty special locations and hidden zones as coordinates, all pointing toward the center of the rays.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligent core continued: “Even ignoring the possibility of treasure at the center, the value of these coordinates alone cannot be measured.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, Cai Anjie’s possession of just a half-hidden zone had triggered open and covert struggles between Zhong Lou Guild and the Special Affairs Bureau.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A complete hidden zone far surpasses any legendary or mythical artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng took a deep breath, forcing his mind to calm. Optimus Prime had been dead for tens of thousands of years. Time enough for oceans to become mulberry fields. And the kill zone itself undergoes “continental drift.” The map’s coordinates might no longer be reliable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked quietly: “How far is the center of the rays from Lousjie?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not far. 4.7 light-minutes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm. 4.7 light-minutes—tiny on an astronomical scale—but still farther than Earth to Mars, roughly 220 times the Earth-Moon distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about the nearest known teleport phone booth?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The nearest is within the jurisdiction of Russia’s GRU Superpsychology Department. It’s 1.947 light-minutes from the destination.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s still 91 times the Earth-Moon distance—about thirty-five million kilometers. Direct travel is extremely difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand. Go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng frowned, dismissed the intelligent core and the tearful, bouncing cube robot, then pulled out one of the audio fragments left by astronaut Wil and played it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am not the complete Optimus Prime. Only a fragment of his essence, lacking all his memories. But I recall he buried something important at specific coordinates. As thanks, go find it. If you want it, it’s all yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am not the complete Devastator, only a fragment of his essential core, lacking all his memories. But I faintly recall that, in life, he buried something important at specific coordinates. As thanks, go find it—if you want, I’ll give it all to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng slapped his forehead, sighed, and called Grey Rain back to the real world, muttering under his breath about the distant, unreachable treasure: “3502.34, 3502.34.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve seen it too?” Grey Rain, hearing the numbers, nodded in agreement. “Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu really were a tragic couple in this chaotic era.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>??? Take your tragic couple and go eat a big portion somewhere else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Take your ill-fated lovers and go eat your fill.\u003C\u002Fp>",1506,"2026-06-19T22:31:26.010Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0c8e2ce456b2609418b6c4102d40a73700872969b84927433147c10fbec96f07","player-reboot-chapter-558","player-reboot-chapter-556",612,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fplayer-reboot-cover.jpg"]