Chapter 113: “Virus” Rampage
Cough, cough, cough, Russell clutched his chest, wiping the blood from his mouth. Guided by his extraordinary intuition, he said, “I’m fine. One hundred parchment scrolls showing a third of the area’s content is really a good deal. Oh, by the way, your map seems to lack personal positioning. It only shows territory coordinates, no real-time personal coordinates, not to mention any danger markers.”
Colin and his team looked at him and silently decided to keep any complaints about the system to themselves. Whether it was a coincidence or not, they didn’t want the system to suddenly “manifest” again.
The main reason they weren’t sure if it was the system “manifesting” was that just spitting blood seemed too “gentle.” At that moment, Colin saw some messages from the survivors guarding their base.
“Boss, what’s going on? We’ve noticed our parchment scrolls are lagging, responding slowly.”
“We compared with some scrolls from neighboring ‘alliances,’ and theirs aren’t lagging at all. It seems only ours are.”
“I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like when someone used to secretly download movies, slowing down the whole network.”
“Boss, do you know what’s going on?”
Colin’s expression turned strange as he began to suspect the reason: his map.
Viewing the map consumed so much “bandwidth”? He turned off the map, and soon received messages from various parts of the team.