Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Game control room.

The alarm of a crisis sounded sharply, and from the pillar of light that emerged out of thin air, the fake No. 39 fell out and fell heavily to the ground.

His face was pale, and he rushed toward the people in front of the main console like crazy: "Why are you teleporting me out at this time?! My powers are still in there! They were robbed! Didn't you promise—"

Before he could finish his words, a halo of light suddenly appeared under his feet again.

The next second, Fake No. 39 had already slammed back to the position where it had just fallen out.

In the corner of the main control room, a man in black came over: "Mr."

"Well done." The person in front of the main console said, "Continue monitoring."

The man in black lowered his head: "Yes."

Fake No. 39 got up on his hands and knees, still unwilling to give in, and gritted his teeth: "I can get a teleportation ability to guard you here, and you can show off your power?! I want to complain! Who is the person in charge of this broken game of yours?Come out!"

Person in front of the main console: "It's me."

Fake No. 39's eyes widened in astonishment.

"I am the 'reviewer'." The man stood up and walked to the fake No. 39. "This is not a game, it is a selection."

Fake No. 39 collapsed on the ground.

Just now, he suddenly discovered to his horror that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

Not only his appearance, but everything around him was slowly becoming blurry and weird in his eyes.

The reviewer said: "For example, three dimensions are three-dimensional space, and two dimensions are planar space."

The reviewer's tone was dull, as if he didn't pay attention to the reaction of the fake No. 39, and explained to the VIP player who wanted to complain: "A flat space is like a painting without any thickness. Normally, it cannot really affect a three-dimensional space.What happened there...can you understand this?"

"What does this have to do with me!" Fake No. 39 hissed, "What did you do to me?!"

"Please be patient," the reviewer said.

"Complaints are a privilege enjoyed by VIP players and are an unbreakable rule of the game. As long as VIPs complain, we must give a complete explanation."

Reviewer: "The people in charge of your world, faced with a Zerg attack from a dimension that could destroy the stars, chose to adjust the dimensions of this world."

"The world will be divided into three dimensions."

"Some humans will be left in the original dimension. They will be implanted with data, integrated with mechas, and transformed into new Zerg to cooperate with the Zerg to complete this reproduction."

"The remaining human beings and this interstellar space will be reduced in dimension - some of them with special value will be reduced in dimension into 'cards' through reasonable means."

"When the world is reduced in dimension, a large amount of energy will be released. This energy is enough to support this asteroid to increase its dimension and become a new interstellar center."

The reviewer said: "The humans who migrate to this asteroid are the 'new humans' of your world."

Fake No. 39 finally heard the familiar vocabulary and spoke urgently: "I am a new human! My right to know is level 6, my power is dreaming, and I have legal hunting rights..."

The reviewer patiently listened to his words and nodded: "This shows that you were once very rich."

"I'm also very rich now!" Fake No. 39 gritted his teeth and said, "I still have 12 power cards. I just need to import one at will -"

He suddenly froze.

As if he finally realized something, the last bit of blood on his face faded away, turning completely pale.

"The game is played in a low-dimensional space, so in most cases, we are sure to protect the safety of high-dimensional VIP players."

“But you encounter deprivation at the particle level in a low-dimensional space.”

The reviewer said: "You have been deprived of 1.98 dimensions. In order to make up, I have stripped off the remaining parts for you without permission."

Fake No. 39: "???"

The reviewer stood up: "Now, you need to return to the world where you belong."

Fake No. 39 struggled desperately. He wanted to speak again, but found that the sound he made was also distorted by the strange space barrier and was completely swallowed up.

His vision seemed to suddenly be separated from itself.

His body was becoming transparent, and the twelve ability cards he purchased were recycled and floated into the card pool in the center of the game hall.

A strange light swept across his body, and he heard a cold mechanical sound.

"The scan results are worthless and cannot be transformed into cards."

"Data processing begins."

"Basic information has been entered, useless information has been eliminated, and formatting is prepared."

…

After an unknown amount of time, a mechanical beep sounded.

"The low-dimensional world has been successfully imported, the book has been confirmed, the new character has been generated, and the fate of the character has been connected. The virtual memory has been implanted, status: to be recycled."

"Welcome to Chuan Bookstore."

Yu Tang swayed in the rain and suddenly fell down, half-kneeling on the ground.

The system exclaimed: "Host!"

"It doesn't matter." Yu Tang said, "I just figured out something."

The system was on tenterhooks, trying hard to dig out the various treatment cards left by Mr. Zhan, and all of them were superimposed on Yu Tang: "What's going on?"

Yu Tang: "Before the fake No. 39 left, I peeled off a small group of particles and reorganized them into his body."

The system was stunned: "Why didn't I notice it?!"

Yu Tang smiled: "If you can find it, the person in charge of the game should also find it... I'm fine."

He's just a little tired.

In order not to attract the attention of the spectators and the game controller, after stripping off his own particles, he never made any unnecessary actions.

Yu Tang touched the wound on the inside of his wrist, took out a wristband from the warehouse in the sea of consciousness, and put it on his hand.

When he clashed with the fake No. 39, Yu Tang had already made the entire plan.

Using the cover of losing control of his emotions and beating up the VIP players, Yu Tang secretly peeled off a small group of particles.

He has been peeling off the particles from the fake No. 39 body - the game will automatically repair the damage suffered by the VIP player. This healing speed is very fast. In just an instant, this group of particles is covered by the healed body particles and silently reorganizes into the body.Got a fake body number 39.

Feng Qing doesn't have this ability yet, but Yu Tang can actually do it.

As long as he wants, he can transfer his consciousness into any part of his particles and share the feeling at that time.

Yu Tang's original intention was to follow the clues and figure out the origin of the fake VIP No. 39 qualification and the true identity of the spectators who chose the cards.

The system put on the mecha model left by Zhan Chen and left the sea of consciousness. It worriedly helped Yu Tang sit under the tree: "What did the host find?"

Yu Tang touched the little mecha's head: "You'd better not know."

The system was a little anxious: "Host!"

Yu Tang leaned against the tree trunk, set a countdown alarm clock for himself, took out a bottle of brain-boosting liquid, and inserted a straw into it.

…

A long time ago, he was too anxious because Zhan Chen knew the secret but refused to tell him.

He felt that he was already a very powerful Daguangtuan and could help Zhan Chen and find a way to make Zhan Chen get better.

Zhan Chen just touched him, his tone was gentle and guilty: "Sorry... big light ball."

Zhan Chen looked at him with serious eyes, and there was a light in his quiet black eyes that he couldn't understand: "I can't say it."

Until now, Yu Tang still didn't know what the secret Zhan Chen couldn't tell him was, but looking at the anxious system, he felt Zhan Chen's mood for the first time.

...He discovered the truth about these "books".

Yu Tang drank up the small medicine bottle in one breath: "You really want to know?"

The system flashed neon lights in a hurry.

"This was once a real world," Yu Tang said.

system:"??"

Yu Tang took the empty medicine bottle back to the sea of consciousness, peeled off a piece of toffee for himself, and put it in his mouth.

——Before it became the lower-level world of Chuan Bookstore, this was once a completely free and independent interstellar civilization.

Until Pu Ying has been trying to track down some of the real core forces among the conservatives, they traded this interstellar area to the terminal.

That fake No. 39 is just an example of being "exiled". More ordinary people living in this world have been stripped of a dimension without knowing it.

They become protagonists, supporting characters, and NPCs.

“Three dimensions are three-dimensional space, and two dimensions are flat spaces—just like a painting.”

"The same goes for other dimensions."

Yu Tang: "In high-dimensional space, we can use the difference in dimensions to draw on low-dimensional space."

These civilizations that exist in high dimensions use dimensional differences as brushes to paint, add, delete, and modify the fate of these ordinary people.

"For example, Luo Ran." Yu Tang said, "If he and his parents were not recruited by a book, they would still live according to their original destiny."

"But as the first page of this book was turned, they were also selected and became supporting characters and NPCs in this story."

"If they are obedient enough, they will completely deviate from their original destiny and be deprived of all the future they should have had. They need to complete the entire plot and then be recycled as cards or advanced data and used again."

The system whispered: "If you are not obedient enough..."

"If he is not obedient enough," Yu Tang said, "the host will have to lower his dimension and enter the world to help him become 'obedient'."

The system is stuck.

"At present, it seems that the rules of Chuan Bookstore are absolutely neutral. I believe this is not the truth of Chuan Bookstore."

Yu Tang said: "But this should be the truth about the terminal and the truth about the world."

…

Yu Tang tapped the tree trunk twice: "Mr. Shu, do you understand?"

The system had not yet recovered from the sudden truth. It raised its head in shock and looked behind Yu Tang.

The crown of the tree swayed, shaking off the rainwater, and quietly disappeared in the jungle that was so dense that it was impossible to see the edge.

The person standing there turned into a middle-aged man. He only had one arm. The left sleeve was empty, and there was a conspicuous scar from his shoulder and neck upward.

The man adjusted his glasses, looked at Yu Tang, and smiled: "Little brother, you know that I am a superpower, but you still dare to come here to take shelter from the rain?"

Yu Tang didn't speak.

He put the mecha model back into the sea of consciousness and stood up.

Four or five people with superpowers slowly gathered around them. Without exception, these people were all strong and strong. It was obvious that they had received extremely professional training in fighting and killing. Some of them had conspicuous sparks dancing between their fingers.

"Host, this is superpower No. 49, A-level physics superpower!"

The system suppressed all thoughts, gave priority to protecting the host, and entered a state of emergency combat readiness: "According to the information disclosed in the current message, his ability is mimicry, turning the body into a part of the environment - so his current bet is also the highest."

This is also the only player among all existing superpowers who cannot be restricted by the first round of rules.

The setting of the game world is that outsiders are not welcome, but A-level mimic abilities can already actively assimilate into any environment and cannot be identified by the environment, so naturally they cannot be assimilated again.

"Many people watching the game live are looking for him."

System: "But he is so hard to find. As long as he wants to, no one can distinguish him from the environment on the screen. So until now, there is no single live broadcast room for him..."

Yu Tang: "Do you have my solo live broadcast room?"

The system carefully turned around: "There is no... host yet, they have modified the live broadcast screen."

Many of the "VIPs" who come to hunt still have their own jobs and lives, and they just come to enjoy the excitement and pleasure of hunting, and do not want others to know their true identities.

In order to meet the requirements of these VIPs, the game will modify the scenes of the area where they are located during the live broadcast, and declare to the outside world that these supernatural beings died because they violated the rules of the game.

Those who watched the live broadcast did not see the real conflict between Yu Tang and Fake No. 39.

So far, most of the superpowers have had inevitable fights, and the order of strength this time has been roughly distinguished.

Yu Tang has been wandering around the fringe area and is classified as one of those "lucky and haven't been caught yet". Except for a few people who speculate about his powers, not many people pay attention to him anymore.

A ball of silver metal particles slowly swirled up in Yu Tang's palm.

He paid some attention and looked at the information the system had compiled for him by scanning the message area with more than twenty accounts.

No. 27 has a gentle appearance and looks like an ordinary student. In fact, as long as he pours his mental power into any object, he can turn it into a bullet sniper target.

No. 56 is a young man with pigtails. His mental power has properties similar to explosives. When mixed into the environment, he can create explosions of different sizes at will.

No. 71 wears headphones for sound isolation. His hearing and vision are far superior to ordinary people. When he concentrates, he can see through fixed targets within a hundred meters, and his hearing range is also about a hundred meters.

"These people are all B-level. Another A-level superpower is right in front of the host, No. 93."

The system said: "His ability is strengthening. He can strengthen all parts of his body at will... According to the message, his domain is himself. After strengthening to the limit, he can even be immune to 90% of physical supernatural attacks."

Yu Tang looked at the middle-aged man at the head: "Is this all your power?"

No. 49 nodded: "Yes."

"Perhaps you don't believe it, but we have no ill intentions towards you, and we don't want to do anything to you."

No. 49 said: "You are in my field now, and the live broadcast will not capture it. Let me ask you, did you mean to say those words you just said to me?"

"Want to know?"

Yu Tang raised his hand, and the silver metal particles condensed into a very simple dagger, which he held in his hand: "I'll tell you if I win."

The system was startled: "Host!"

"Shh." Yu Tang knocked on it in the sea of consciousness, "Quickly, let the little blue card come out to fight."

system:"……"

The fighting card left by Shi Ji took over his body. After a moment's hesitation, he still grabbed the dagger and rushed forward.

The system whispered: "Host, Little Blue Card said it was a hand blow..."

Yu Tang concentrated on kneading the plasticine: "I'm changing it now."

The system was floating in the sea of consciousness. It didn't know why the host wanted to fight when his physical and mental strength were on the verge of reaching the limit, but it still tried to help and added a wooden handle to the dagger.

The dagger turned half a circle in Yu Tang's palm. He held the blade in his back and slammed his shoulders into No. 71 in front of him.

No. 71 was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he was already approaching him and hurriedly resisted.

The other people did not expect that Yu Tang would suddenly attack, and they all felt uncontrollable anger and surrounded Yu Tang.

The middle-aged man stood aside without taking any action, watching the battle situation in the field.

Based on the situation in front of him, it is difficult to judge the true power of this young man - it seems that he does not need the power at all, and he is enough to get around with just the unpreventable dagger.

No. 27 was hiding behind a tree. None of the bullets imbued with mental power actually hit the target. They could only barely miss the opponent's clothes.The explosion created by No. 56 failed to stop him. Instead, it was used by the opponent and became the best barrier to hinder No. 93.

Although they were not on the same road from the beginning, they had gone through too many life-and-death crises and had already developed a tacit understanding of their cooperation.

In front of this weird young man, this tacit understanding suddenly became vulnerable.

If the other party really wanted to kill someone, No. 71's neck might have been opened as soon as they met.

The middle-aged man looked at the situation on the field, his eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Yu Tang dodged the fierce punch and walked away with one blow.He didn't fight with the A-level hardened superpower, and the dagger was sharpened.

No. 27 instinctively dodged, but unexpectedly, Yu Tang's dagger suddenly flipped his wrist and stabbed halfway. His companion on the other side was unable to react in time, and the dagger with a sharp and cold light went straight into his chest.

The A-level enhanced superpower user's eyes were splitting as he roared and rushed forward, his hardened hands reaching for Yu Tang's shoulders like iron pliers.

The middle-aged man shouted: "Stop!"

He only had one arm, and before he could stop him, a tree branch stretched out and blocked the entire attack.

The middle-aged man stretched out his arm to catch Yu Tang's body that fell from exhaustion.

No. 71 was still standing there in a daze. The moment the dagger sank into his chest, it quietly disintegrated, leaving only a scattering of silver particles.

The middle-aged man hugged Yu Tang and asked urgently: "Who are you - do you know S7, do you know Zhuang Yu?!"

Yu Tang breathed a sigh of relief in the sea of consciousness.

...There are too many impostors in this book.

There were so many that he could no longer completely trust anyone, so he could only use this method to try a pair of secret codes.

The system was startled by this sentence and asked in the sea of consciousness: "Host, who is this person? How does he know about S7 and Captain Zhuang?"

"Because they were originally together."

Yu Tang said: "Their special operations team looks for people like this... assaulters, snipers, observers, demolition crews, nothing new at all."

The system corresponded to the abilities of those people one by one according to what Yu Tang said, and I was stunned for a while.

"His surname is Sui, his name is Sui Zhengfan, he is the instructor of the special operations team, and his wife is the team doctor of the special operations team."

Yu Tang said: "His arm was lost to save Sheng Tiancheng. Because of this injury, he had to step down from the front line and failed to take over as the next captain of the special operations team."

Yu Tang couldn't remember accurately, so he thought about it carefully: "I remember I didn't throw them so far..."

The system noticed Yu Tang's body data and was a little worried: "Host."

"It doesn't matter." Yu Tang said, "Senior Zhan is not here, so I won't have any problems."

The system looked at the neatly folded blanket, flashed the red light, said nothing, and tried its best to help him adjust his physical condition within its capabilities.

Yu Tang left the sea of consciousness and met Sui Zhengfan's anxious gaze: "S7 is very good, Zhuang Yu and Nie Chi are also very good."

Sui Zhengfan held him with one arm, his shoulders tensed, and he still frowned at him.

Yu Tang asked: "Have you been cheated many times?"

"Stop talking yet...your physical strength is very exhausted."

Sui Zhengfan said: "Some of us have special powers for healing. Please rest for a while. I have something to ask -"

"I am that ball of light." Yu Tang said, "I am looking for the human being I lost."

Sui Zhengfan's voice suddenly stopped.

He looked at Yu Tang carefully.

…This is a conversation taking place in an electronic storm.

No one would know about it, and no one would use it to trick him into thinking he had a chance to get back the comrades he personally brought into the special operations team.

"...Thank you for your hard work." Sui Zhengfan's tone softened, "Take a rest for a while, I will take you to the team doctor."

Yu Tang shook his head: "No, it will be dangerous to be with me. I will leave after I have spoken to you."

He specially came to this tree and said these words because he noticed the familiar particle fluctuations.

The person in charge of the game has confirmed that he has the ability to peel off dimensions and will not remain indifferent. Yu Tang needs to tell the truth about this matter to a reliable person.

If he had to get another concussion, at least someone had to bring the truth out.

Yu Tang was about to stand up, but Sui Zhengfan had already leaned down, put one arm around his back, and picked up the cold and limp young man.

"I am a member of the special operations team, this is our bounden duty."

Sui Zhengfan's tone was gentle, but like every special operations team member he met, he was unquestionably stubborn: "Before you find him, we will be responsible for protecting you."