After the mission was released, Han Baiyi was kicked out of the space by 'Brain'.
Han Baiyi was feeling dizzy.
It wasn't because of excitement, but before leaving, 'Brain' helped him open the real GM console, and the large amount of information received in an instant gave him a headache.
However, with this thing, he no longer has to rely on the fake in the sky.
Likewise, the console is limited to use in this world.
Compared with the console that can issue system commands, the self-created laws used by Han Baiyi and Ming in the 300-round battle that consume a lot of energy and rely on magic to create effects can only be regarded as simplified versions.
Because after seizing the GM authority, Han Baiyi does not need to consume spiritual energy to use system commands, and the priority is higher than the [deification] law.
Han Baiyi now is equivalent to upgrading from 'Survival Mode' to 'Creator Mode' in "Minecraft".
But for Han Baiyi, nothing has changed much except for information.
——He is not targeting anyone. Except for the two bug-level characters Night Demon and Tallulah, there are not many people in Arknights who can hold a finger from him.
If that doesn't work, just use two.
However, after receiving this information, Han Baiyi also roughly understood why Ming could not understand the use of the GM panel stored in her mind.
According to the "brain", all consciousnesses that can complete self-independent thinking are essentially human beings who have sunk into the second world. However, most of them are unable to resist the long erosion of time, resulting in multiple psychological deaths and memory emptiness.
Suspended death adapts to this virtual world where time has no end.
‘Ming’ itself should be one of the consciousnesses, but it should have experienced death, or simply the ‘brain’ was taken out of the consciousness of death.
It's just that for some unknown reason, she didn't get any knowledge and information related to the real world from her 'brain', and she didn't even recognize basic text, which led to such a joke.
Han Baiyi always felt that there was something wrong here, and it was most likely due to the "computing and data core being destroyed" that the 'brain' had told him.
——He doesn't think that the 'brain', a system with such a huge amount of calculations and information reserves, which can only be considered to be countless times more powerful than human beings, cannot even teach basic knowledge.
Abnormalities can only mean there is a problem.
But because there were no clues, Han Baiyi had to write it down for the time being and wait for future opportunities.
The main goal now is the mission.
Han Baiyi stood on the ground. He had just recovered from the dizziness caused by the huge amount of information flow. The soil under his feet was slightly soft, but it no longer had the feeling of 'in a snap, the sky fell and the earth fell'.
The sense of loss of control, the limits of senses and power began to return to reality.
Only the plug-in remains the same.
Looking around in a circle, all you can see are ruins of buildings destroyed by the shock wave.
Letting go of mental perception, although there are not many life signals, they all look weak and tired, giving people a looming feeling.
Eighty percent of it was because of his previous mess.
However, most of his people had nothing to do, so Han Baiyi was able to relax a little.
To be honest, even after learning that the consciousness of the inhabitants of this world is also controlled by humans, Han Baiyi does not have too much soft-hearted emotions.
It may be that he has become indifferent to human nature because he feels that he is too powerful, or it may simply be because it has nothing to do with him, but it is an irrefutable fact that he increasingly does not regard human life as his life.
Therefore, even now that he learned that many people died in this chaos, Han Baiyi didn't have many thoughts in his heart.
At most, it’s just one sentence:
oh.
This is not a good thing.
But Han Baiyi only had this idea.
Of course, it is one thing to ignore the loss of life, but it is another thing to apprehend the murderer.
Han Baiyi, who wants to save the world, now lacks a large number of available coolies.
These murderers happen to be suitable candidates.
People always have to take responsibility for what they have done.
The mental thoughts immediately spread slowly like mercury poured on the glass, covering the entire city of Chernobog.
The console functions are fully enabled.
Han Baiyi himself stood quietly in the center of the ruins, and the earth and rocks slowly gathered at his feet like flowing water, forming a throne on a high position with invisible will.
When he saw the highest seat, he sat down naturally.
He looked down at the wasteland beneath his feet indifferently.
...
...
Click.
In an alleyway of ruined buildings three kilometers away, a man with tattered clothes and many holes stepped on gravel under his feet. His Adam's apple slowly moved up and down, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't squeeze out any water.
He stared straight at his hands.
To be precise, he should be staring at several fist-sized holes in the clothes on his arms.
That's where the Origin Stone grows on his body.
Since the Source Stone itself is an ultra-high-energy substance, even after growing out of an infected person, they can still maintain their extremely high-energy state. Therefore, for the vast majority of ordinary infected people, dressing and grooming are very important.
This is a worrying issue.
Unless the material is special, clothing in direct contact with the Source Stone will basically be burned.
Sometimes a brief contact of one or two days may seem fine, but ordinary infected people lack places to exchange resources, so how can they afford to buy clothes?
Therefore, if the infected person's clothes are worn for a long time, there will be holes in the Originium like this.
The man stared blankly at his torn clothes, as if he was afraid of popping the bubble, and carefully used his fingers to poke the white skin that seemed to have grown newly - compared with the dirty, black and hairy skin around him, it was simply
The conflict is disgusting.
However, the man just rubbed his newly grown skin carefully and took a deep breath.
"No more..." His tone was trembling, "Really no more! Even the feeling of being choked by a stone when you inhale is gone! Originium disease! Damn Originium disease! No more.
Oh! Ha, hahahahahahahahaha...haha..."
An uncontrollable smile appeared on the man's face, but tears couldn't stop pouring from his eyes. His head hit the ground, his whole body remained motionless in a bowing posture, his forehead quietly pressed to the ground, and he whispered
Whispering in admiration to the gods.
After a while, he managed to stand up.
"It's incredible...it turns out that that golden light can actually cure Originium disease."
"It's just that it suddenly turned into a normal body..."
The man muttered to himself and rubbed his belly. Although he said so, he suddenly realized something halfway through the sentence.
The voice suddenly paused.
However, the words can be stopped, but the brain does not stop moving, but continuously feeds back information.
'What a weak body.'
This thought came to his mind unconsciously.
Since ancient times, it has been easy to move from frugality to luxury, but it has been difficult to move from luxury to frugality.
For a person who has experienced the powerful power of the infected, and who has all the Source Stones in his body transformed into spiritual ideas by Han Baiyi, and who has drained all the Source Stones, he should feel weak at this time.
"But if you are weak, be weak. Now, you don't have to suffer from illness every day."
As an infected person, a man must endure physical pain with a smile every day.
Whether it is the ability of the Origin Stone to go berserk, gene collapse, rupture of infected organs, or the severe itching and pain caused by the Origin Stone on the body, every one of them is the pain they experience day and night.
The man was a native of Chernobog and had nothing to do with the integration movement. He was just taking advantage of the chaos and hunger to make a fortune with a life that no one could use.
Just now, he killed seven or eight people and got a lot of food from them.
'Hehe. Now, even in the ruins, I can...'
Halfway through his thoughts, the man turned his head and looked behind him.
Half of the backpack straps were entangled with obviously torn lines, floating faintly in the air.
His expression froze.
Where is my bag?
Where did my big bag go?
He was in a daze, thinking that he had escaped the status of an infected person, when a pale white halo of light suddenly appeared in front of him.
The man made a wrong step and stepped into the circle of light.
The whole person suddenly disappeared on the spot.
Similar scenes are being played out all over Chernobog. Before each infected person has time to recover from the shock of their illness, they are suddenly moved.
When they opened their eyes again, they saw a figure sitting on the high pile of ruins, a long distance away, looking at the people under the ruins with an indifferent expression.
The voice was cold and distant, but it ensured that everyone in the audience could hear it no matter how far away they were.