"Geometry Group"

The sky is high and enters the clouds.

Through the seamless, arc-shaped glass spanning 4,000 square meters, Qin Yiguan gazes at the sea of clouds ahead.

This building, resembling a horizontal droplet, is 10,000 meters above the ground, supported only by an elevator shaft 15 meters in diameter.

From afar, it looks like an ultra-thin, ultra-long toothpick, holding a glass droplet the size of a stadium for ten thousand people, suspended in the air. Moreover, the toothpick connects to the very end of the droplet.

The young man nods.

The office building is really nice.

Newton's coffin board must be spiraling heavenward.

Then.

The young man squints, noticing a vague black line on the distant horizon, twinkling with specks of light.

"What is that?" the young man asks.

Meng Jige smiles, "That's a normal city beyond the experimental field. You can see it because the world of the metaverse is a complete plane. The saying 'distant mountains run dead horses' applies here. We are now about 40,000 kilometers away from that border city."

The young man nods to himself.

What a dream.

I not only logged into the metaverse outside the Time Lock but also traveled so far, directly entering the experimental field.

At this moment.

Beside Meng Jige stands a woman in a black professional skirt, very slender, with a cold and beautiful face.

She suddenly speaks, "Mr. Qin, I am Meng's personal secretary. Would you mind if I check your information? If it's convenient, please give me authorization. My name is Rong Xi."

Then.

Qin Yiguan sees a metal sphere the size of a walnut floating near Rong Xi's shoulder, with a blue light ring flashing in the middle, seemingly sending a message to him.

The young man tilts his head, quite curious, "How do I authorize...?"

Meng Jige laughs heartily, "Yiguan just arrived, he doesn't have any electronic assistant, just check directly."

The metal sphere on Rong Xi's shoulder flickers rapidly for a moment.

Then she returns to Meng Jige's side, whispering, "Integration degree... 0%."

Meng Jige is stunned, clearly a bit incredulous, "How much?"

Rong Xi repeats quietly, "Integration degree 0%."

The group of men in black suits look at each other, also quite surprised.

Qin Yiguan asks, "Meng boss, what is this integration degree...?"

Meng stares into the distance, "Our way of life has essentially become consciousness uploading, so there must be an indicator, that is—the compatibility of human neural consciousness with the metaverse."

"It's like in the old times, some programs were not compatible with computers, so they couldn't run properly. Conversely, the more compatible they are, the smoother the program runs, and the more fully its functions are realized."

The young man nods silently, "The brain's compatibility with the metaverse... interesting. And this indicator is called the integration degree, the term is indeed precise."

Meng Jige nods, "In the central area of the metaverse, modeled after the logic of real life, the integration degree is not manifested. But once you enter the experimental field, the integration degree becomes apparent and is an extremely important indicator!"

Meng Jige ponders for a moment, then says, "The Twin Brains must be brewing some strange operation."

Qin Yiguan becomes interested in the logic of this 'experimental field'.

He remembers the people who greeted his ninth brother saying that ordinary people enter the experimental field with an integration degree starting at 1%.

Then.

The young man thinks of his ninth brother, who seems to have entered for the first time but has an integration degree of 68%?

Isn't that a natural fit with the metaverse?

So powerful?

The young man chuckles to himself.

—When I wake up, you'll still be nothing.

"Is it rare for someone to have an integration degree of 0?"

The young man glances at several men in black beside Meng Jige.

Meng Jige laughs, "It's not just rare; it's unprecedented. Anyone who enters the experimental field achieves at least the most basic compatibility, 1% can't be less."

Then, Meng Jige looks up at Qin Yiguan, "As for your 0%... have you ever heard of hemiplegia?"

The young man's face falls, "Are you saying I'm practically hemiplegic now?"

"No."

Meng Jige muses, "You're practically quadriplegic now."

Qin Yiguan: "..."

"An integration degree below 10% represents basic motor skills."

"Above 10% represents talent."

"Of course, looking at your data, the word 'talent' has nothing to do with you!"

"You are still the same as before, a foolish boy."

The youth pursed his lips.

Even in dreams, he is mocked.

But then Secretary Rong Qian asked, "President Meng, his integration rate is so low, he probably lacks even basic work capability. What position are you planning to assign him?"

"Position?"

"He doesn't deserve one."

Meng Jihe shook his head, his eyes suddenly becoming fierce, "I want to let this kid experience what's called the harshness of the world!"

"I want him to understand that personal achievement has nothing to do with talent!"

"I want him to lie flat in my company, get whatever he wants, clothes on his back and food in his mouth!"

"Even if he goes out on the streets to abduct girls, I'll clean up his mess!"

"I want him to not suffer a bit, not get tired a bit, I want him to become a profligate son, a person who only indulges in pleasure every day, until he dies of old age, without knowing how to spell 'effort'!"

Saying so, Meng Jihe looked at the youth, "Because he's the brother who has been with me in the orphanage, depending on each other, growing up together!"

The youth was stunned.

Scenes of their childhood flashed through his mind.

Meng Laoda had said this sitting on the wall, back when he was still sniffling.

After hearing this, the caregiver beat him up, saying his values were wrong from such a young age.

Qin Yiguan slightly pursed his lips, somewhat moved.

And the group of men in black suits, as well as Secretary Rong Qian, at this moment, helplessly shook their heads looking at Qin Yiguan.

Qin Yiguan also subconsciously got drawn into this dream scene.

Then he asked with a smile, "Meng Laoda, what business does your company do?"

"Design."

Meng Jihe came to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, standing side by side with the youth, overlooking the front, "In this metaverse, there aren't as many restrictions as in the real world. Building materials are not a problem, construction technology is not a problem, hence, 'design' has become the most valuable technology in this world!"

"Oh?"

The youth's eyes sparkled, that actually made a lot of sense.

Meng Laoda had been obsessed with geometric figures since he was young, mastering the classic "Elements" at age 10. The orphanage director said this kid would definitely become a math genius, even changing his name to Meng Jihe.

"Kid, you know."

"This metaverse, it's connected to our brains."

"When..."

"Our brains are quite special, for example, when we have some special expertise."

"The metaverse will 'amplify' our 'expertise'."

"We call it 'reality enhancement'."

"And this enhancement will manifest in the test field."

"For example, some kids, in reality, have extraordinary vision, reaching 5.2, 5.3, etc., when they enter the test field, they might have their basic field of view increased by 100-300 meters."

"It's like, the twin brains have given your consciousness an 'enhancement'."

"Or a kind of liberation."

The youth nodded, feeling very novel.

At this moment.

Meng Jihe looked at Qin Yiguan, his smile mysterious, "Do you know what happened after I entered the test field?"

Qin Yiguan also smiled, "Got more resistant to beatings?"

"Cut..."

Meng Jihe puffed out his chest, "When I turned on the tap to wash up, I unexpectedly found that what I saw was not just the flow of water, but I could clearly see through... the motion pattern of the water flow and the geometric figures contained within."

Secretary Rong Qian added, "What President Meng saw, in fact, are the external rules of all things, and he also became the only person in the world who can see 'object fractals' with his eyes."

Meng Jihe continued, "Since then, I can see the design rules of any object in the test field, and likewise, reverse engineer, making design rules for any object."

At that moment.

Meng Jihe waved his hand in the air, opening a panel in front of Qin Yiguan.

'Meng Jihe'

'Login duration: 11 years, 5 months, and 7 days.'

'Integration rate: 22%'

'Reality enhancement: Geometric senses.'

'One in 4 million, superpower class.'

Qin Yiguan was somewhat shocked, "Superpower..."

But Meng Jihe declared proudly, "At the beginning of my login, the integration rate was 11%, and later, with this one in 4 million reality enhancement, I created the 'Echo Hill' section of the test field, and the number one 'Geometric Design Group'!"