hacking

The world only has 256 colors.

As I walked on, I secretly regretted it. I had just got the address from a fellow called "Mouthpiece" a few minutes before, and I had only met the fellow ten minutes before! He's got it all hyped up like there's no better place in a tier three world. "I can't tell you exactly how, because of confidentiality... You know." 'he whispered cryptically to me, and showed me his heart. As soon as I saw how well the heart was done, I had some confidence in him and agreed to come and see him, and of course he was rewarded with ten points of credit. In this society, there is a reward for everything.

To my surprise, it was such a run-down place. The eyes are endless brown green land, the sky is blue, there is no cloud, the junction of heaven and earth is only connected by three color difference. The deuce! A man who has been in a MUD for half a month could do a lot better. I decided to complain to MWA about the guy. Now, since we're here, why don't we look around, in case there's something interesting?

A dot appeared on the horizon and quickly grew into a house. It's like a two-story, windows-filled house that a comfortable family has. I walked to the door and turned the handle. Nothing happened. There's no other house around. Something fun must be here. I looked up and saw that the house had chimneys and you could fly up to the roof and get in through the chimneys. I turn on the orbiter. "No flying here! A window sprang out and made me jump. It doesn't support voice mode. But I'm kind of getting used to it. I made a quick circuit of the house. There was nothing to climb on and no Windows to open. I went back to the door.

Suddenly, I noticed a basket of flowers by the door. The petals were clearly discernible. Instructions - Get everything from the basket. "You've got a key! It's so easy! I opened the door with my key. Inside was the living room, with sofas, carpets and other general furniture. There were stairs leading to the second floor. I went to the computer in the corner of the room and pressed what looked like a switch. "Hello, Star. What's bothering you?" A line of English appeared on the screen. Yi? It knows my name. This seems like a place for counseling. So that's kind of interesting. "I'm depressed." I said. Another window: "User error 35: Using illegal channels". Oh, I forgot there's no voice here. I pulled out the keyboard and typed, "I'm depressed: (". The machine clattered affectedly for a while, and there appeared the words: "In the room at the end of the second floor, you may find a cure."

What are you playing with? I made my way up the stairs to the second floor, saw the closed door at the end of the corridor, and decided that if I needed any more damned key to get in, I would leave immediately. My patience is running out. I threw away those 10 credits.

The door opened easily, and inside it was pitch black. I hesitated and stepped in.

"This is space. You are unprotected and in great danger!" Oh, my gosh! I turned quickly to go back, but the door closed just in time to see the bright corridor covered with stars. "Your veins start to burst." The green bar of vitality kept shrinking, and I writhed in panic. "Your brain is starved of oxygen and your mind starts to blur." The color bar gets shorter and shorter, yellow, red, bright red...

"No!" I shouted.

"User error 35: Using illegal channels".

Seconds later, THERE was my lifeless body floating in space. A window popped up with the words "You are dead..." in large red letters.

I was stupid.

With a burst of sad music, I returned to the main screen. It says: "You have just died and your account has been cancelled. Please request a new account from the MUD Wizard Association (MWA). Address: newuser. Useraccount. Mwa. Mud ".

I took off my helmet and threw it aside. Damn it! The deuce! I paced the room furiously, kicking aside everything that got in my way. How is that possible? I've never been dead! Everything I had, the world I owned, was gone! It doesn't take much trouble to apply for a new account, but it takes half a month to get access to a private residence and build the world. How can I stand the wait?

I lay down on the bed, lit a cigarette and looked at the mottled ceiling. Outside, the bustle of the city was quiet at midnight. Somewhere came a low hum that accentuated the stillness of the night. I calmed down a bit and began to try to analyze the incident. First, the builders of that world violated the MUD convention by failing to place warnings in areas where the player's life might be at risk. Secondly, there was something wrong with that "mouth". Maybe he had died there and wanted to take someone to die with him. I can file a complaint against the constructor with MWA and get compensation, maybe a few thousand credits, and at best a verdict of wrongful death to restore my old data. As for the mouth, I will think of a good way to cure him. After all, I was a junior trainee wizard in MWA, and it was easy to fix an average player.

At this point, I got up, put on my helmet again, and logged in. I knew that the MUD was very strict and did not allow wizards to use their privileges to do things that violated the convention. So even though I knew a lot of wizards and great wizards, I still had to follow the rules to get an account. I went to the account application node, the system required input to apply for the account name, I filled in: star small. The system displays, "This account is already in use. Please obtain another account."

What? Isn't my account deleted?

I quickly connected the MUD system entrance. Input name "star small", the system inquired password, I lost in. "Wrong password!" That's impossible! I lost again, and it wasn't right. After the third attempt failed, the connection was automatically cut off with the message: "Don't try to hack into someone else's account, it's not good."

I was depressed.

I had to log in to a new account. If I can get in, I can find my friends, see what they can do.