After a bloody storm, this one-sided massacre finally came to an end.
The deck was still as clean as white without any trace of blood, as if nothing had happened.
"Not bad, not bad. Except for the fact that the fire made too much noise," Jian Yi leaned on the fence, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
"It's just a transaction, there's nothing to say." Naog's voice sounded, "What is the method of dimensionality you mentioned...? How can I return to my original world?"
Jian Yan yawned, signaled Ban Xia to avoid it, then took out the glasses cloth from his pocket and wiped the blood-stained lenses.
"To put it simply, there is a very simple method..." He took off his crystal monocle, "Attach your consciousness to an object in the high-dimensional world, and then let me take it back...
Since the white mist of your body is a materialization of consciousness, there is a high probability that your soul will follow me back to the high-dimensional world, just like you can't use my ticket, but you can check it in with my luggage."
"High probability..."
Naog did not dwell on simple magical metaphors, but asked: "What if it failed?"
"Tsk, if you fail, you'll fail. Can't you just go on to become the king of this world?" Jian Yan said, spreading his hands, "The people in Alves have no idea what's going on here. Isn't it okay if you just run away?"
Guaranteed profit without losing money.”
"How can I trust you?" Naog asked cautiously, "I mean if...if this is a scam..."
"Please, if I wanted to mess with you, I would have just taken the sealed artifact away right then!" Jian Yan complained, "I helped you like this based on the socialist idea of win-win cooperation and the fearless spirit of helping gods.
You actually still doubt my purpose?"
He then read without expression: "Ah, it's so sad."
After a moment of silence, the sea snake possessed by Naog nodded slightly and agreed: "Happy cooperation."
"Young man, what's going on?"
Simply following the sound, an old fisherman was standing on the fishing boat, looking up: "This boat is on fire!"
"Uncle, could you please give us a lift?" Jian Yi and Ban Xia stood beside the boat: "We don't have a lifeboat."
"Well..." The uncle was silent for a while, "Okay, come up here. It's not safe to stay up there. There is a fuel tank!"
"Thank you, uncle..."
The two got on the boat and slowly moved towards the shore.
"Hey, you guys, why are you so cool?"
"Something happened while cooking in the kitchen," Jian Yi responded in a decent manner.
"What's going on?"
"certainly."
When the boat docked, Jian Yi and Banxia slowly walked ashore.
He smiled at the old man and said, "Nothing happened."
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[Completed the side mission: Uncover No. 12’s special ability. 】
[The main mission has been completed: it is confirmed that the player has escaped from life-threatening danger, has entered the safe area, and the mission has been confirmed to be completed. 】
[All tasks have been completed, please exit the script. If the player is still in the script, he will be forcibly teleported after 180s. ]
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[Player: Jian Zizai]
[Mode: Team Exploration (Restricted)]
[Exploration degree: 100%]
[Congratulations on your evaluation: The ultimate strategy]
[Current level: 21]
[Congratulations on winning the MVP of this game]
[Game reward: An opportunity to draw equipment or skills (only the MVP of this game can receive it)]
"Ouch..." Jian Yan stood in the dark settlement space and stretched.
All the equipment is now in the settlement stage, and even he has no way to determine whether Naog can really enter the main world of "Disorder" through the Eye of Blasphemy.
Of course, at this stage, the cooperation with Naog can only be said to be a no-loss deal. After all, the script has been completed. Whether to use Naog or not... it all depends on whether his guess is correct.
"It's time again for the much-loved part of collecting equipment..." Jian Yi stretched, "Let me see what good things I can get this time..."
Of course, according to the law of conservation of luck, it may not be a good equipment this time.
Human character has always been limited. You can't expect to meet love and be chosen as the heir by a superhero while winning the lottery, right?
Obviously, this is a balanced world.
At least it's balanced for some people.
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As night falls, the street lights flicker, people come and go in the subway station, and the streets are busy with traffic.
City B, located northeast of City X, is one of the most prosperous cities in the country and is also the location of Providence's headquarters.
It is well connected in all directions and has a strategic location...but the only drawback is...the air quality is worrying.
Although it was already time to get off work, the company building in Providence was still brightly lit.
"Team leader, an abnormality has been detected on the server."
"Huh? The server is down? My display is normal."
"No, no, no, the server is running normally," the employee in black said quickly, "But I detected a parameter that was not part of the script and was taken out of the script!"
"What do you mean?" The man called "Team Leader" reacted for a moment, and then said: "Are you saying that there are equipment or skills that cannot be brought out of the script?"
"Very possible."
"This bug...can't be fixed?"
"I reported it to you because it couldn't be repaired."
The man pondered for a moment and then returned to his work station.
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"What do you think?"
There was only a solitary lamp burning in the huge room, illuminating the faces of the visitors.
He looks very young, but the edges and corners of his face show that he has been weathered, like a soldier who has been on the battlefield, with a faint murderous aura.
"How else can I watch it? Just sit and watch."
The owner of the room sat on the armchair in front of the square table, staring at the computer screen: "It doesn't matter."
"He may still be alive," the man stared at the owner of the room who seemed to be indifferent to everything, "Turing, are you..."
"Maybe, but what can I do?" Turing shrugged and still had no reaction. "Everything is going on in an orderly manner now. My suggestion is... don't disrupt the entire plan just for a guess."
"Can……"
"Don't worry about it, Frank." Turing took out a small mirror and looked at his young face and flowing blond hair. "Even if he is still the same as before, even if he is still a bug... so what?"
That time has passed."
He lit a cigar, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then threw the lighter to Frank at the door: "It's over, hahaha... we... have finally become the remnants of the old era..."
"In such a brand-new era, there is no room for me."
