Probably because the conversation was too absurd, none of the three extraordinary species paid any attention to it. Ren Dengchun and others entered the airship, and entered through the viewing glass curtain wall that Dengchun had broken.
...Wait a minute, Bai Xinyan should have broken it, right?
Is Bai Xinyan still in the game?
Deng Chun didn't notice it for the time being, and the airship felt empty.
Probably because there was a gap, more dust, dust and fog penetrated into the airship. Moreover, the series of changes just now seemed to have affected the internal energy supply. Many areas were in a power outage state, and the field of vision was narrower than when Deng Chun escaped. In addition,
, and nothing else.
Oh, there is also a faint moaning sound.
"Is that the jellyfish?" Yuan Wuwei must have asked Deng Chun.
"It should be." Deng Chun responded simply.
Back on the airship, the nightmare-like moaning had completely lost its pressure and seemed extremely weak - the true God didn't care about it, so don't you want to be weak?
Zhao Xi heaved a sigh of relief: "As long as those magnetized puppets who owe debts don't come to cause trouble at this time, things should be fine."
"Shut up." Frith and Long Qi shouted at the same time.
Zhao Xi felt aggrieved: "You're already in the game, and you're so superstitious."
Deng Chun thought for a while, then softened his cheeks for Zhao Xi: "I heard people say that dream games can be divided into general scenes and special scenes. Currently, the airship is a special scene, similar to a dungeon, and the characters in it are generally specific.
…”
Yuan Wuwei breathed a sigh of relief: "In other words, there is a high probability that there are only jellyfish and the one who 'transfuses' blood for it outside? Who said this?"
"That's Bai Xinyan. I mentioned it before, but I don't know if she is still in the game."
"It's true when I think about it, it turns out that 'spend money' is not an adjective... It turns out that Mo La knew from the beginning that there was the blood of the 'true god' in the dark gold fluid. Tsk, whose face is this all for!"
Without the suppression of extraordinary beings, Zhao Xi's chatty nature is beginning to take shape.
"Instead of asking about 'face', I want to know about 'lizi'." Yuan Wuwei scratched his face with his fingers, looking a little troubled, "How can the blood of a true god be so distinguishable? If it is mapped into the game, it can be identified at a glance.
come out?"
"Didn't you say that Mo La is very familiar with the True God?"
"It's not just Mo La, Connie should have guessed it too... I've been paying attention to her."
Long Qixin continued: "That means your Connie is also very familiar with the real god."
"roll!"
"If you guys are so boring, get out of here!" Fries yelled in a low voice, "I really don't think I can hear you!"
To say that Fries had good intentions, he was afraid that they would get used to being intimidated in the game, turn around and go out, and be crushed to death in reality like those ants.
Especially Zhao Xi.
Unlike Yuan Wuwei, who came from Tianqi Laboratory, he was probably used to playing with extraordinary beings like Mo La.
It's not like Long Qi, who is already a confirmed "Luo man", so he will naturally be protected by that person.
People are afraid of losing their sense of boundaries.
Sometimes, the consequences are more terrifying than the fog maze outside.
Frith didn't know if Zhao Xi had understood it, and he considered sending him a private message. At this time, when he was about to leave the viewing corridor, Long Qi seized the last chance and looked outside:
"They are still talking."
This obviously refers to the three extraordinary species.
Frith frowned when he heard it. Zhao Xi didn't know whether he heard it or not. This person and Yuan Wuwei obviously didn't care.
Yuan Wuwei said "cut": "They had too much to talk about. Just for those few seconds of bright light, it wouldn't be strange to talk for three days and three nights. But I feel that instead of chatting awkwardly there, it would be better
Go and ask 'that person' to write some papers - 'that person' will most likely accept it gladly. Isn't he just doing science popularization in the internal forum?"
After a pause, Yuan Wuwei added: "It would be easier if we just did science popularization."
Thinking of the bright light that exploded across the "border", everyone was speechless for a moment.
In the end, Zhao Xi couldn't help but asked: "What exactly is that strong light?"
Long Qi shook his head: "Don't ask me."
Yuan Wuwei snorted: "I don't know."
Frith shouted again: "Stop talking nonsense."
Deng Chun and Liu Fengming remained silent, the latter was still a little lost in thought.
Next, Long Qi opened a new topic and asked about Liu Fengming: "In other words, we have given the Hundun Order an end. Major Liu, you and that side seem to be at odds with each other. Looking at its current outcome, there are some
What do you think?"
Liu Fengming responded calmly: "There is no sworn enemy, and the Hundun Order will not collapse for a while. We just need to change our inner core and continue. I just want to see what happened in the green zone and blue zone in the past."
How many people can still stay?"
Long Qi turned his head again: "Then you can ask Director Deng... You are also patrolling on behalf of the sky, how much do you think you can keep?"
Deng Chun shook his head: "I never thought about it."
From yesterday to now, he has experienced so many things. He once thought that he had nothing to do with Lake City, and then it was often related to his own life and death. He had no time to think about it.
But now that the situation has changed drastically, when Long Qi mentioned it like this, it was inevitable that he would have some fluctuations in his heart.
Unknowingly, he seemed to have really become the Deng family, the most special one in the Hundun Order - hooked up with "that person" and possessed the blessing.
Isn't this completely consistent with his original idea?
But, but, that rotten jellyfish old father, as well as people like Ban Cheng, Luo Cheng, and even Hu Cheng, have completely disrupted the situation.
If this matter is not resolved, we will not know what will happen next.
In fact, what if you know the situation?
The Hundun Order has already affected many forces on both sides of the ocean. How can it be as simple as the situation he had imagined before, which was limited to the Lake City area?
Now, Deng Chun just wants to end it quickly.
When the dust settles, he will have the opportunity to consider his own future and destiny - and only then will he know what position he has been placed in.
Don't blame them for chatting here, the journey was indeed smooth. Without the blessing of the true god, the few authority gates were completely unable to stop the heavily armed Dark Blue Walker.
Entering the floor where Deng Yunwei was located, the sound of moaning became clear again.
So what if it is clear? There is basically no obstacle in the middle.
This time, Deng Chun did not get the "authorization" again. However, under the operation of several Deep Blue Walkers, the explosion-proof door in the rescue room that isolated the outside world collapsed within a few seconds. The alarm sounded several times, but there was no sound.
Everyone rushed in, but soon they were all suffocated.
No matter how strong you are, when three dark gold heads are hanging in the air and staring at you with particularly vivid expressions, you will be confused for a while.
Deng Chun should have been hit the hardest, but he also had a sense of stability like "the second boot landed":
"Twenty, twenty-two, twenty-three..."
Deng Wei, Deng Lian, and Deng Zhou, these three older half-brothers who organized a gathering of brothers and nephews last night, are all here.
It seems that the three of them have all completed the dark gold fluid injection transformation and become the plug-in brain computer of the rotten flesh jellyfish old father.
But seeing Deng Chun and his party break in, they did not attack or make a sound, they just stared at them, some with angry expressions, such as Deng Wei... the same as before.
Some are just out of curiosity, it's Deng Lian.
The other person who showed a cheerful smile was Deng Zhou.
If conditions permit, maybe you will come up and say hello?
Long Qi asked in a low voice: "Abort it?"
Interim commander Freese did not respond.
Yuan Wuwei poked his head out from behind Zhao Xi, looked at it curiously, and asked: "So this is the fate that your father has preset for you? This is a dream, what will happen in reality? And those who provide blood and meat?"
Deng Chun was confused and found it difficult to respond.
Frith signaled Yuan Wuwei to stop asking. If he continued asking, he would probably lead to a very embarrassing question:
It's easy to talk about anything in the game, but when it comes to reality, it's far away in Bancheng, under the nose of the true God, the Pope.
Although at present, the true god has also "fallen into a dream" and seems to have trapped some power characteristics. The situation is complicated and subtle, and there seems to be room for discussion. But at Deng Chun's level, it is better not to easily bind the contacts between those big figures.
The deal is better.
Especially don't give too good expectations.
The rescue room was silent for a while, with only the increasingly clear moans lingering in the ears. Three dark gold heads decorated with translucent thin tubes floated up and down.
It felt like these three people wanted to communicate with the "intruder", but even if they opened and closed their lips, they did not make any meaningful sound, as if there was an invisible sound-absorbing wall between them.
Frith thought for a while and asked Deng Chun: "Was it like this before?"
"Brother Twenty, the one in the middle, can communicate." What Deng Chun had to say was basically out of his head, so that he could relieve some of the pressure in the cranial cavity.
"Perhaps there is something wrong in some link. After all, there is no true god to support you now. Also... your state is also different."
Yuan Wuwei glanced at Deng Chun. The latter was tightly covered by a mask and cloak, and its edges blended with the dust and gray mist that filled the room. In terms of monsters and strangeness, it was more powerful than the three dark gold hangings in the room.
The head is not much inferior.
Fries looked around the room, looked at several hanging dark gold heads one by one, and finally gave a clear instruction: "Don't worry about these for now, go to the sterile tent to collect that one..."
After hesitating for a moment, he added: "Maybe it's just a nightmare?"
This is too much to say.
But knowing this, Deng Chun still felt a little relieved. Perhaps what he was looking forward to was the words like this and the reality they could anchor.
He breathed evenly and walked forward slowly.
In the sterile room, the moans intensified, and the man inside seemed to know who the most critical intruder was:
"Twenty-seven, twenty-seven..."
This is the call of the old father, and it is most likely a curse.
Deng Chun didn't stop. He directly opened the sterile curtain. Affected by his movements, the curtain and cloak fluttered around him, still connected with the dust, sand and gray fog, covering almost half of the rescue room in terms of senses.
In the environment where the cloak and the gray fog adhered to each other, inside the sterile tent, the ugly and strange jellyfish image was completely exposed.
Deng Chun vaguely heard Yuan Wuwei utter another dirty word.
His mood is relatively stable, ten times better than the first time he came here.
In front of him was still the mass of rotten flesh, and the almost completely transparent outer layer that resembled a jellyfish.
Without the restraint of the sterile tent, the more than ten curled up translucent thin tube tentacles relaxed and floated in the air. They wanted to stab Deng Chun, but they couldn't penetrate the barrier of the cloak and mask.
.
Some of them also targeted the dark blue walkers behind them, but they also failed to gain any benefit. They were also caught by the fire of the pattern and shrank back twitchingly.
After repeated attempts without success, the rotten flesh jellyfish showed unprecedented weakness.
Maybe it has never been powerful. In the final analysis, it is just a tool created by the really strong people for specific links.
Maybe if it stays in that specific link for a long time, it will complete its transformation and escape the fate of being a chicken, dog, and tool... But now, it has no chance!
After thinking about this, Deng Chun suddenly paused again.
Is there really no chance?
Can dreams and reality really interfere with the correspondence?
No matter what, at the moment, in the time and space environment he is in, the cloak around him is windless and automatic, forming a deep and dark curtain, slowly falling, and it feels like it is imprisoning and swallowing the jellyfish.
On the operating table, the jellyfish's convulsions became more violent, as if it had a strong emotional reaction. The arrangement of the facial features could not be seen clearly in the jellyfish-like shell, but the rotten flesh inside was being kneaded and pieced together, and finally formed a barely familiar picture.
of old faces:
Deng Yunwei.
He only had a head, which was not even as good as the hanging sons. There was almost no skull, only the brain structure soaked in the dark gold fluid, and a few facial muscles that were barely hanging.
He...it seemed to still want to communicate, and its almost hollow mouth was spitting out bubbles and noises.
But in the end, nothing was said.
The curtain dropped completely, hiding the ugliness on the operating table.
It was also at this moment that behind him, there were three consecutive crashes that were almost mixed together - the three suspended dark gold heads lost their only power and fell to the floor.
Deng Chun did not turn around to confirm, he was a little confused.
On the one hand, it was due to the agitated but still chaotic emotions; on the other hand, it was the huge flow of information passing through every corner of his brain, body and even spirit.
This side is covered with rotten flesh jellyfish, and on Baifengjun's side, it seems that there are many strips pulled by invisible forces, exposing more and deeper details. At this moment, the veins mapped inside the curtain cloak are somewhat
Suddenly it became a lot more specific.
These are all presented through the transmission of information flow.
Deng Chun can probably guess what the current situation is - under someone's not-so-neutral position, Hundun (the commissioned version) is analyzing and devouring Hundun (the seizing body version). To figure out the so-called
The foundation and route on which the 'seize the home' plan relies.
This is a long process - "long" is not a word to describe it. After all, one end of them is in Bancheng and the other end is in Hucheng.
It's a distance of two thousand kilometers.
But why is the corresponding exchange of energy information so smooth and natural?
Some things cannot be thought about in detail. If you have to think about them carefully, there will always be some absurd fragments that break common sense.
Deng Chun also had to find some reasons:
Oh, this is the "logical world" constructed by the one.
This is the "peripheral experience area" that buffers the cave and the fog maze.