Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Central Star, Security Department.

The Secret Service was in chaos. The lights representing the agents kept going off. The back-office agents were anxiously shuttling back and forth. The phones kept ringing.

"What's going on?!" the director of the Secret Service asked in a deep voice, "What went wrong!"

The internal agent in front of him turned pale with fright, and whispered: "We... all the people we sent to the 'Ark' have lost contact, and we are still investigating the reason..."

The director of the Secret Service looked gloomy and walked quickly to the monitoring screen.

…

Within the Security Department, the existence of the "terminal" has long been known.

They have known for a long time that the conservatives have traded this interstellar world - the counterparty of the transaction is a higher-dimensional civilization in this universe, which can easily peel off and change the dimensions of their plane and obliterate the world they live in.

The conservative conspirators picked an asteroid on the edge of the universe as an "ark", and rich and powerful people continued to move there, making it the starting point of a new world.

And the original galaxy where they are located will be reduced to a low-dimensional civilization that can be manipulated by others, losing all autonomy.

Faced with this desperate situation, the Ministry of Security was divided into two factions.

One faction, dominated by the Special Investigation Section, advocates sticking to the central star without retreating, uniting with Electronic Storm to fight back, and officially declaring war on high-dimensional civilization.

The other faction is the Secret Service.

They secretly separated a group of agents, sneaked into the asteroid called "Ark" as immigrants, and accepted the transformation of new humans.

The purpose of the Secret Service is to try to occupy the asteroid, use it as a refuge for the entire world, and banish the culprits who traded the stars into the universe.

...But now, all the agents sent to "Ark" actually lost contact at the same moment!

"The agents we sent to lurk, the last thing we could detect was a ball of light appearing in the main control room of the game."

The internal agent whispered: "I only know that it was sent out from inside the game world... The person who came out at that time was supposed to be No. 93."

"Like our other agents, he used the alliance's funds to pretend to be a wealthy businessman or heir to a conglomerate, and entered the game as a 'VIP'."

"The rules of the game do not apply to them. They can also buy the skill cards they need at any time as a means of saving their lives."

The internal agent frowned: "It stands to reason that even if you encounter any danger that cannot be dealt with, it will be teleported out instantly..."

But what was sent out was only a ball of light.

…

In other words, it is not a "group" of light.

After zooming in on the surveillance screen at the time, it can be seen that what was actually transmitted was even just an extremely inconspicuous light spot.

The director of the Secret Service was distraught: "What did the Science Department say? Is there any speculation?!"

"...Yes." The internal agent whispered, "The Science Department suspects that this is a 'singularity'."

In the current exploration of the creation of the universe, this is the most likely speculation - the universe was born in an explosion, and the source of the explosion is a space with infinite density, inestimable curvature of space-time, and infinitesimal volume.point.

"They said... it can be understood that this point of light is an infinitely compressed game world."

"This game world swallowed up No. 93 and became a new connection point, which was transmitted to the game control room."

The internal agent swallowed dryly: "It was originally a damaged point in time and space that could absorb all matter and energy, but when it was sent out, it reached its limit..."

"What a mess!"

The director of the Secret Service gritted his teeth: "Long story short! I want to know the result!"

Internal Agent: "...it exploded."

This explosion destroyed the dimensional difference and also destroyed this "ark".

The low-dimensional game world broke free from control by new connection points, expanded in reverse, and swallowed up the asteroid.

Everyone on the asteroid is involved in this battle royale game.

…

The director of the Secret Service stood frozen in front of the surveillance camera.

"People are also disappearing on the Central Star."

The internal agent broke into a cold sweat and quickly read the Science Department's speculation: "The ordinary world has no effect... This game world should devour people according to its dimensions.

"So far, everyone on our monitoring list who has bought skill cards has been pulled into the game."

The internal agent said: "This is a real battle royale game. So far, there is no way to exit the game... Director?"

The Secret Service director took two steps back and hit the table hard.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead. He was so scared that he couldn't speak. He grabbed the internal agent and said, "Is there a way to strip the skill card immediately? Ask the Science Department if there is any way!"

The internal agent was stunned.

He almost couldn't believe what he heard. He opened his mouth and asked in a low voice: "Aren't we... not allowed to buy skill cards?"

"Aren't those human lives?" the internal agent's voice became lower and lower, "We saw the surveillance, we know the truth about the skill cards, every skill card is a living person..."

He didn't say any more and looked around blankly.

Not only the director of the Secret Service, but also many people were flipping over their bodies hurriedly. Some people kept pulling out strange cards and throwing them away.

The internal agent had just joined the Secret Service not long ago, and his face turned pale when he saw the chaos in front of him.

"This is a trap!" Bloodshot eyes burst out from the eyes of the Secret Service Director. "It's the terminal's trap. It lures us. It's so easy. You can't imagine how easy it is..."

It is too easy to gain power.

The cards are placed in front of you, and you can choose them at will. As long as you have the cards, you will have incredible abilities.

At first, the Secret Service secretly purchased the cards in preparation for occupying the asteroid in the future.

This is really a very legitimate reason.

They had to use this method in order to save the world - they wanted to occupy the Noah's Ark, select people who were worthy of living, people who could reproduce and continue this civilization, and send them to the asteroid.

They are the saviors.

To this end, they can secretly fund and protect unscrupulous laboratories, illegally dispose of donated remains, use legal or illegal means to capture electronic storms, and artificially execute agents who are unwilling to cooperate.

Those cards can give people power, just put them in front of you and reach them as soon as you reach out.

…

"Electronic storms can strip people of their abilities, right? Let the Science Department study it immediately!"

The director of the Secret Service said anxiously: "Where is the information about the agent who was sent to capture the electronic storm? If we pull it out, he must have said some useful information before he died!"

He thought the subordinate who was checking the information was too slow, so he pushed him away, entered his identity code, and opened the top-secret database.

Everything here is about dangerous people that the Secret Service had to secretly execute for the sake of "alliance security."

The Secret Service Director's hands were trembling: "His name was Zhan Chen. You should find him quickly. He was an agent. He was nineteen years old when he died. He was sent as an undercover agent in a laboratory that studied electronic storms..."

He searched for information in vain, but it was already too late.

An agent yelled half-heartedly in horror. He didn't even have a chance to struggle before he was completely swallowed up by the weird space fluctuations.

Two people, three people.

The area encompassed by the singularity explosion is a complete dimensional world.

"I can give it back! I'm willing to strip away my abilities!"

The director of the Secret Service hissed: "These cards are all from that game! Others killed them, and they were wasted if they are not used..."

The world swallowed him up.

The internal agent's face was pale, and he could not move even a step because of fear. He sat on the ground trembling.

The video footage that the Secret Service Director was desperately trying to find finally loaded and popped out of the screen.

The person who was forcibly restrained in front of the instrument was an agent who was too young.

The set of instruments he was connected to was a confidential research project of the Secret Service and the Ministry of Science. It could cooperate with the system implanted in the human body to forcibly read people's memories and find useful information.

"What's the use if you continue to resist?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with thinning hair and wearing a white coat. He pushed up his old-fashioned glasses and looked at the agent: "As long as you turn on the instrument, you can know everything."

The young agent smiled slightly: "Really?"

His brows were gentle and serious, and his eyes seemed to have stepped through a long cold night.

"Human beings are very weak," the agent said. "This weakness makes us want to find stronger abilities and use more powerful weapons to protect ourselves."

"It's not a mistake."

The young agent said: "After I die, you can modify me into a mecha and I can fight for mankind."

The director of the Secret Service walked up to him and said, "That's not what I want."

"What we want is Electronic Storm. As long as you tell us the weakness of Electronic Storm, you don't have to catch him with your own hands. We will send people to deal with it."

"You've done a great job and gained Electron Storm's trust, now we just need its weakness."

The director of the Secret Service grabbed his collar and picked him up: "As long as you tell him, we will restore your original memory and let you go home."

The young agent lowered his gaze and smiled helplessly.

The director of the Secret Service's eyes twitched: "Why are you laughing?"

"Don't be afraid." The young agent said, "I'm just tired, just take a rest."

The director of the Secret Service was puzzled by what he heard. He had lost all patience and threw the stubborn agent back hard.

He walked to the instrument and was about to order the system to be turned on to forcibly search the memory, when the life monitoring alarm suddenly sounded harshly.

The Secret Service Director's expression suddenly changed and he turned around suddenly.

...After humans are implanted into the system, if they continue to resist forcefully, the system will strangle their consciousness and completely destroy their brains.

The agent was stalling for time.

He triggered the system's strangulation mechanism before his memory was searched.

The head of the Secret Service's face completely darkened, and he gritted his teeth and walked over quickly.

The young agent lay quietly, his eyes still open, his pupils had dilated, and his eyes fell on the little sunlight that slipped in through the crack of the window.

…

game world.

The infinitely expanding world has swallowed up the entire asteroid, and every edge it extends has been forced into the game.

Some people panicked, some were engulfed in consciousness by anger and fear, furious and cursed, and some were so frightened that they couldn't move on the ground.

Feng Qing's body could not withstand the pressure from one world and had completely disintegrated into particles. The light cyan particles were floating in the air, maintained with the help of Team Doctor Sui's field, and barely gathered into a ball.

In mid-air, the light ball flashed and fell quietly.

Team doctor Sui had already heard Yu Tang explain the general situation. She pursed her lips, walked over quickly, and stretched out her hand to catch the light.

There was a pair of hands faster than him.

Team doctor Sui was stunned for a moment and looked up.

...It's "Feng Qing".

The host controlling Feng Qing's body has changed, and Feng Qing's floating particles have been combined and reshaped back to their original state.

Yu Tang made no mistake in his guess.

Zhan Chen does not remember what happened in this book. Zhan Chen can only enter the game world as a host. At the end of the story, Zhan Chen gets the asteroid.

Zhan Chen will never help others in this world, but he will never let him take risks alone.

A host that can accommodate dimensionality reduction, can win the game without killing anyone, and can arrive at the first moment when Yu Tang needs it.

The only choice that met all the conditions was Feng Qing.

Zhan Chen never showed up because he was always there.

"He's been looking for you." Team doctor Sui said, "He said he was just tired... just take a rest."

Zhan Chen smiled and said warmly, "Thank you."

Team doctor Sui met his gaze, was startled, and said no more.

Zhan Chen still had something urgent to do, so he nodded apologetically to Team Doctor Sui, walked to a sheltered area, and opened Feng Qing's suitcase.

There were originally equipment used for self-defense and fighting, but he put them away one by one, spread them with warm and soft blankets, and added an extraordinarily exquisite miniature lamp in the corner.

Zhan Chen's movements were methodical. He tried it with the back of his hand and moved gently to put the small ball of light in properly.

Next to the soft blanket, Zhan Chen neatly arranged a row of shiny buttons, a small section of springs, a few bubble gums, a little yellow duck, and an old game console that had just been repaired.

The young agent who had mastered all the weaknesses of the electronic storm reached out and touched the quiet little ball of light.

"Go to sleep."

Zhan Chen promised softly: "This time, I won't leave again."