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Of course, what he learned may only be the tip of the iceberg.
The real online world isn't so easily understood or figured out.
【? ? ? 】
While Mog was pondering these matters, Iksumbe noticed that he remained silent and tilted his head.
The information box above their heads also contained three question marks.
Well, at least he's not Black, otherwise he'd be giving me the same confused look again.
"Ahem, that..."
Mog tried to clear his throat to say something, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all.
Or rather, even if they managed to open and close their mouths, not a single sound could be uttered.
Iksumbe pointed to the top of Mog's head.
The latter looked up and saw the information box above his head.
Mog: "~~~~~~"
Okay, I knew it.
It seems that in the early days of the internet's unbridled growth, we still had to resort to such outdated methods.
It seems I still need to find a suitable opportunity to explore new frontiers.
Mog: [I am Mog, an "inventor".]
The information boxes above Mog's head began to display this information as he wished.
Iksombey: [“Inventor”? He doesn’t seem to have the demeanor of a scientist at all…]
He tilted his head, his graffiti-covered face seemingly sizing up Mog.
And there are also a tiny bit of doubts.
Mog: "~~~~~~"
[This shouldn't have anything to do with whether it looks like something or not, right?]
Yes, that shouldn't be my focus...
Iksumbe quickly steered the conversation to the main topic, then presented Mog with an unexpected question:
How did you get into my online world?
Mog: "???"
This time, a question mark reappeared on his forehead.
Mog: [Didn't you send me an invitation to my phone, and then I clicked on it and ended up here?!]
Iksumbe: [A text message, right? I understand...]
The graffiti-covered face suddenly seemed to contort: [Is that that bastard Jin?!]
[Did he give my invitation number to someone else without my permission?!]
Invitation number?
Judging from what he said, it seems that as long as you enter that number, you will receive an invitation message from the Iksumbe online world.
Then click on it, and you will enter this world.
Hmm, this method of entry requires fulfilling certain conditions and constraints...
It feels so familiar...
"It's just like the game's login screen in Greed Island."
Mog suddenly realized that the way he entered this online world was exactly the same as the way he entered the [Greedy Island] game interface.
Perhaps one of the inspirations for the design of the game login for Kingfulis also came from Iksumbe.
And~~~
That guy Iksumbe just said "again," right?
In other words, besides myself, other people also entered this world through such an invitation number.
And most likely... it was also given away by Kim Freecss.
After all, Mog only mentioned the invitation information, but didn't mention at all that Kim Freecss had given him this phone number.
But Iksumbe immediately thought of that bastard.
It is evident that...
This is definitely not the first time that guy has done something like this.
He already has a criminal record, so much so that even Iksumbe could immediately shove a pot over his head!
That bastard...
The graffiti face of Iksumbe has a slightly distorted expression.
[He just casually gave out the invitation number? What does he take my online world for? A coffee shop where we can meet up anywhere?!]
[Today's update delivered! I'll try to update earlier tomorrow and not delay this long again!!]
Chapter 089: Mog's Ability Evolution and Ambition!! That Incomparably Wonderful Future and the Online World!!
Iksumbe was very dissatisfied with Kim Freecs's practice of sending out invitation calls all over the world.
He was particularly displeased that such a thing had been done without his permission.
Even the last guy sent in by Kim Freecss, that guy named Lister.
He is a very elegant, polite, intelligent, and thoughtful person.
It also provided him with many practical ideas for his online world.
Considering how much help and support it provided to his online world, he decided not to hold a grudge against the other party.
But now, yet another one has arrived!
Time and time again, what do you think this place is?!
And just as he was about to explode...
[A coffee shop might be a bit much, but...]
A series of messages began to appear above Mog's head: "[With a few improvements, this could become an online chat room.]"
Iksumbe: [...Online? Chat room?]
He astutely grasped this key point.
Hmm, is there any possibility...?
Mog continued, risking further information: "Messages can be transmitted via the internet, creating a chat platform to enable multi-person online chat..."
Mog explained succinctly.
Chat rooms are a basic online social platform that provides virtual spaces for users to communicate in real time via text, voice, or video.
Users can join different rooms to share ideas, discuss topics, or make friends with netizens around the world.
Some more advanced chat rooms also offer interactive features such as emoticons, stickers, and gifts, making communication more lively and interesting.
Chat rooms are primarily a vibrant and creative online space that provides a platform for people to freely express themselves and interact.
From a technical perspective, a chat room is a place on the Internet or other computer networks.
Users can post messages and read information posted by other users.
It is a business model that supports high-concurrency message processing.
Chat rooms originated in the 1970s, when the development of the internet and computer technology provided the foundation for online communication.
At that time, there was a very early chat system.
It wasn't until 1988, with the rise of the internet, that chat rooms entered a new phase, with the emergence of a network platform that supported real-time text communication.
This also marked a significant milestone in the development of chat rooms.
However, at this stage, it is only a prototype, and even the specific concept has not yet been put forward.
So, when Iksumbe heard Mog's point of view...
Boom~! !
In an instant, endless thoughts and inspirations burst forth in his mind.
He had a premonition that this would be a revolutionary opportunity and technology that would change the entire society and the world!
And as Mog spoke, inspiration surged within his mind.
This pristine, clean online world is also undergoing some kind of unusual change.
It seems that gradually, more vitality and color are appearing, permeating this space.
Iksumbe listened with rapt attention.
It was just a seemingly insignificant idea, one that we would almost never think of normally, and one that had been relegated to the sidelines.
But if Mog interprets it like this...
It seemed like the future was incredibly bright and promising, with a very promising outlook!
Just as he was shaking his head and turning his graffiti-covered face, listening intently.
Suddenly, Mog's voice stopped abruptly.
【Huh? Why did it stop?!】
The moment the sound stopped, information boxes began to frantically pop up above Iksumbe's head.
What happens next? What happens next?!
[They're getting to this crucial and exciting part!!]
There must be more to this story, right?!
One information box after another appeared frantically in Iksumbe's head.
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