The next second, the space they were in suddenly twisted violently.
In the machine room that was running in full swing, glaring red error alerts appeared on all the screens.
The high-frequency flashing screen and the sharp alarm sound instantly grabbed my mind, as if a chilling icicle had pierced my temple. The illusion of the entire orphanage began to be compressed and pulled.
On the third floor of the orphanage, the players who were playing hide-and-seek with the ghost of the director suddenly became nervous: "What's going on! What happened again?!"
"They succeeded upstairs!"
Sui Zhengfan stopped and held his gun in his hand: "The shackles of the game world have been untied, we must act quickly!"
He tried to flip the safety, heard a crisp click, and gripped the gun with his hand.
—Before this, players were forced to play the role of children in an orphanage. Any behavior that did not conform to the setting was not allowed, let alone shooting with a gun.
Yu Tang and Zhan Chen succeeded in taking over upstairs, but something unexpected happened in the computer room that controlled the orphanage, and the restrictions on the players were initially lifted!
Amid the violent vibrations of the space, knocking sounds came along the wall at regular intervals of length. It was an old-fashioned secret code that had long been eliminated.
"'Auditor' was dragged into the game by the electronic storm. 'Administrator' was just captured and got the key to unlock the terminal."
Sui Zhengfan counted the knocking sounds intently: "Our task is to solve the problem of the middleman."
High-dimensional space can indeed arbitrarily modify low-dimensional space, and can even obliterate low-dimensional space, but low-dimensional space also has a last resort.
…destroy all lower dimensions.
In the same space, when all the lower dimensions are destroyed, the highest dimension will fall down.
Sui Zhengfan understood what Yu Tang and Zhan Chen really wanted to do.
It is too difficult to go to the "Book Transmigration Bureau" that almost only exists in legends. Apart from the electronic storm, only data that ignores dimensions can be freely transferred, but as long as it is data, it will be held hostage by the terminal.
The character was received in this book at the terminal. Once all the lower dimensions completely collapsed, the coward who hid in the higher dimensions and only dared to use interests and fear to manipulate the minions to reap the world would no longer be able to hide.
If you can't get up, then pull it down.
Electronic Storm wants to correct mistakes and redefine the rules of this world.
Yu Tang wants to force the terminal to fall completely into this world.
"We must get rid of the director of the Secret Service here." Sui Zhengfan said, "In this way, the orphanage will be completely out of control - be careful!"
He pulled Dai Lei over with his hand, and the out-of-control data storm brushed past Dai Lei's shoulder, turning everything it swept into a gray data stream.
The ghost of the dean seemed to have sensed the danger. He stopped chasing the player and turned around to try to escape to the lower level.
"No, the electric current has no effect on him!"
Chai Ning's forehead was covered with sweat. "He is a portrait, a ghost of the orphanage. Physical attacks can't hurt him!"
This is the rule that restricts the orphanage. The orphanage is controlled by the director and is a puppet realm that is completely manipulated by the director. There is no way to completely kill the director.
The director's portrait can always be hung in every corner of the orphanage.
"Try to stop him and think of ways along the way." Sui Zhengfan's eyes darkened, "Light up the road a little and find a way to meet up with the other group first."
Chai Ning pressed the power box, and crackling red electricity sparked along the line, forcibly lighting up the lights along the way and illuminating the windowless corridor.
Because No. 19 and No. 45 had hunted here before, there were countless book spaces scattered around the third floor.
After separating from Yu Tang, the players also split into two teams. Team doctor Sui took Song Sihang and Meng Nanke to look for the scattered original works. Noticing changes in the environment, they also began to move towards them.
The identities of the hunter and the prey have been reversed. They have to avoid the turbulent data wandering around and try to get rid of the director of the orphanage.
"Don't just shoot!"
Chai Ning looked towards Dai Lei and shook his palms which were burned by the electric current with his hands: "Mr. Sui uses a gun because he doesn't have an offensive ability. What exactly is your ability? Why don't you use it now!"
Dai Lei fired another shot: "My special ability is to shoot, what can I do!"
When the members assigned by the Security Department took the initiative to accept transformation in order to complete the mission, his mutated superpower was the most useless one.
His domain is the "shooting range" and his special ability is "being able to shoot the bullet into the bull's eye with pinpoint accuracy."
"I can hit the bull's eye accurately without any superpowers!" Dai Lei was extremely worried, "It's not as good as those who can infuse their spiritual energy into any object and turn it into a bullet..."
Chai Ning turned sideways, narrowly avoiding a stream of turbulent data: "…"
"When the superpower mutation came, I felt that I had participated in the previous devil training camp for nothing!"
Dai Lei was upset when he talked about this: "The 800-meter range is useless except for wasting energy! The restrictions of this thing are simply fatal. I must have a gun, and the target must have a bull's eye drawn on it..."
Sui Zhengfan suddenly paused and looked at him.
Dai Lei was startled and stopped himself: "What's wrong?"
Sui Zhengfan asked: "As long as there is a bull's eye, you will definitely hit it?"
"Yeah... kind of." Dai Lei hesitated, "It can turn corners, and it can handle obstacles."
If it weren't for the weird rule restriction that "the target must have a bull's eye", his ability would not be considered weak. For agents who are often responsible for covert operations, it could even be an extremely useful ability.
But if you really have time to sneak in and easily draw a bull's eye on the target, why would you bother shooting at him
"There's a bull's eye." Sui Zhengfan said.
Dai Lei was stunned.
Sui Zhengfan took a deep look at the turbulent data that turned into a storm.
… Electronic Storm wanted to avenge the director of the Secret Service Bureau, so he asked Zhan Chen to draw a dark circle under the director's eyes and put two crosses on his portrait.
At that time, he lent the pen to Zhan Chen, and looking at the boy curled up on the sofa, he still thought that the electronic storm was a sign of childishness and innocence.
Zhan Chen didn't know how to play pranks. His life was cleared and then filled again. The early action agent training of the Security Department was harsh and terrifying. This training mode was brought to the special operations team by Sui Zhengfan and became a famous devil training.
The two neat crosses formed a bull's eye on the portrait.
…
"Expand your territory." Sui Zhengfan threw his gun to Dai Lei, "Shoot."
Dai Lei was stunned: "But—"
He met Sui Zhengfan's gaze and swallowed his questioning words unconsciously.
… Although he initially thought the couple were just ordinary civilians, as the dangers they encountered increased, Dai Lei began to have a vague premonition.
He didn't dare to say anything more. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, expanded his domain, and grasped the specially modified military electromagnetic shotgun.
The moment the trigger was pulled, the ghost, who they could not hit no matter how hard they tried, suddenly let out a shrill scream.
All over the orphanage, on every portrait of the director, tiny holes that slowly burned appeared at the same time.
Unlike ordinary firearms, shotguns mainly attack in an area. The electromagnetic waves that replace deer bullets will not really penetrate a single point, but will hit the target in a dispersed manner, greatly increasing the effective area of the attack.
The entire painting was ignited by the high heat caused by the electromagnetic waves. The holes quickly spread and connected, and the charred edges were licked by new gray flames in an instant.
The ghost was suspended in mid-air, twisting and convulsing violently, with holes on its body that were exactly the same as those in the portrait.
Burnt debris kept falling from him, and was then swept into the increasingly fierce hurricane by the turbulent data flow.
Team doctor Sui led the family to the other end of the corridor to meet up with them. Her eyes fell on the twisted and burning gray flame. She stopped cautiously and gestured to her husband from a distance.
The Director of the Secret Service is frantically patching up his body.
Everything in the orphanage was gray, even the flames ignited by electromagnetic waves—flames that had lost their color would quickly go out. They would quickly lose heat and, like the two crosses drawn by the red pen, would become different shades of gray.
If it weren't for this, the Director of the Secret Service might have been completely killed by the shot just now.
“This is my orphanage…”
The ghost's voice was hoarse and out of tune. It was trying its best to fill the hole left by the burn. Its almost disappeared body was filled with new grey marks.
"Zhong San and Wen Er were plotted against by the electronic storm, and Sui Si was trapped in this world and couldn't go back, because the electronic storm caught their weaknesses and they fell into the trap."
The ghost's voice was like gravel squeezing out sand and dust, with a harsh noise: "But I have no weaknesses. I gave up everything a long time ago."
"I gave up everything, so I have to give up everything. I won't die."
The ghost twisted and deformed in the air. It completely lost the appearance of the director of the Secret Service and became chaotic and hideous: "I have no way to deal with you, you—"
Its voice suddenly stopped, and its gaze was fixed in fear on something not far away.
Sui Zhengfan turned around.
Most of the floor they were on was swallowed up by the data storm. Not far behind everyone, Yu Tang sat on a wall that had most of its surface destroyed, and casually pushed aside a mass of gray chaos.
The ghost did not send out the electronic storm. He stared behind Yu Tang and trembled uncontrollably.
His hollow pupils stared at Zhan Chen, who had changed back into the attire of the store manager.
"I recognize you, Chief." Zhan Chen said, "I should have recognized you a long time ago."
When the Director of the Secret Service was swallowed into the lowest dimension by that space and turned into a portrait, he heard a sharp noise similar to the chirping of insects.
"If the Security Department doesn't trust the Special Operations Team, we should send Chief Sui to go undercover and investigate the positions of the Special Operations Team and the Sharp Knife Team."
Zhan Chen asked him, "Why wouldn't they find someone to go undercover in the conservative faction and try to become their trusted confidant?"
He should have been suspicious.
If it was just a reckless mecha, with a reckless mecha operator who didn't obey orders, it wouldn't be worthy for Sui Zhengfan to personally go deep into the insect swarm to rescue it, even at the cost of an arm.
Sui Zhengfan had been a special forces soldier until he fell into an electronic storm and came back to the game world. He didn't know what happened afterwards, and didn't know that the director of the Secret Service Bureau fell into the trap of the conservatives because he couldn't control his greed and was handed over as a "sample" to trade with the Zerg.
"Your other identity has turned into a bug. You used the ability card to allow part of yourself to escape. You returned to the Secret Service and continued to be the director of the Secret Service."
"Your intelligence is top secret. Even Pu Ying has no right to retrieve it. Everything you do is an absolute secret."
"Just like no one except you knows who the previous chief of the Special Investigation Division was."
Zhan Chen said: "Except for Section Chief Sui, no one else knows that the director of the Secret Service Bureau who specializes in dealing with conservatives actually has another identity."
This identity was even quite complete—he had his own alias, a home, a son, and he also used his position to intercept a top-notch talented observer.
If all the plot lines had not been changed, that top young observer would have been made into the best wingman AI, and the protagonist of the book would have become the strongest mecha pilot, receiving the admiration and worship of all and having anything he wanted.
“This is your first book.”
A pale white light intertwined in Yu Tang's palm: "You wrote a son for yourself and named him Sheng Yi - you really want to know what a colorful world looks like."
After making the deal with the terminal, the Secret Service director regretted it.
He was trapped in a world of gray. No matter how powerful he was or how much fate he could control, as soon as he closed his eyes, all he could see was endless gray of varying shades.
He racked his brains and used his identity as an intermediary to secretly add a bunch of books.
"Sheng Yi doesn't have a mother at all, and you are not his real father—he is the first completely created empty shell."
Yu Tang said: "When he becomes the strongest mecha pilot, you will turn him over and escape in yourself."
"That's why you're so scared every time you meet Senior Zhan."
"You're not just afraid of a resurrected agent - you have a deep-seated fear of the mall manager. He has scared you crazy, and you'd rather die than see him."
Yu Tang looked at the gray mist and said, "I was once in charge of Shi Ji's role. When he tried to kill me and let me be swallowed by the AI fusion, you were exchanged for seventy-three times by the mall."
When the ghost heard these words, it trembled even more uncontrollably. It did not bother to repair its damaged body and turned around and fled towards the stairs in a panic.
Sui Zhengfan ordered sternly: "Shoot!"
Dai Lei pulled the trigger again and again, and more and more tiny holes appeared on the ghost's body. It struggled desperately in the intense pain, rolling around and trying to fill in the gray marks.
"You can't kill me... I won't die!"
The ghost screamed for mercy: "Let me cooperate with you! Gray fire can't kill me, please stop shooting, I am willing to cooperate with you..."
"Can red fire kill you?" Yu Tang asked.
The ghost shuddered violently.
It seemed to be aware of some kind of threat and refused to make any sound. It repaired its body while hiding in the darkness.
Yu Tang said to Song Sihang: "Let me lend you something."
Song Sihang was stunned: "What is it? Let me look for it—"
Just as he responded, he suddenly felt a slight itch on his hand, as if something had scratched the tip of his thumb, and a particularly eye-catching red spot was peeled off from the thumb of his right hand.
"I recognize you." Yu Tang said, "You saved Luo Ran, thank you very much."
Song Sihang hadn't realized what was happening yet. He watched the paint being peeled off his hand and nodded in a daze.
… Luo Ran was the target of his previous mission.
In the last mission, they followed Pu Ying to the main research institute to investigate a data theft case. They found a birthmark imitated with paint on Luo Ran's body and accidentally touched it a little.
The quality of the dye was very good. His thumb turned red for a while, and then at some point it suddenly turned into a standard flesh color.
"This is the best quality paint in the Chuanshuju Mall. Of course, it will take about a hundred years for it to fade."
Yu Tang said, "I want to give it a try."
The ghost was almost nailed to the spot, staring at the bright, glaring red in horror.
The ash had already attached to its eyes. It had not seen colors other than gray for a long time. The red had not even attached to the flames, but it was so hot that it curled up completely.
"Please forgive me..."
It begged for mercy with difficulty: "I know I was wrong, I am willing to cooperate with you, I regret it, I have regretted it a long time ago."
The ghost was like a ball of dust, murmuring in a hoarse voice: "I am the lowest dimension. If you destroy me, your dimension will also collapse and become the same as me..."
"No." Zhan Chen said, "I have reached a contract with you before, and you were in my domain at that time."
The ghost shuddered violently.
… He remembered his promise.
He had been exchanged seventy-three times at that time, and watched himself being annihilated and reassembled seventy-three times. He didn't care about anything and made the promise without thinking.
He told Zhan Chen that if he dared to attack Electronic Storm again, Zhan Chen would do whatever he wanted with him.
—For the person in charge of the mall, this promise means the formal exchange of ownership.
This time, when Zhan Chen wants to redeem it again, the mall will not automatically return it.
"I didn't realize it at the time, but it turned out to be another identity of yours - but fortunately, the realm doesn't recognize names, they only recognize promises."
Zhan Chen said: "Now, I will collect the price."
The space around him shook slightly, and an invisible domain spread out instantly.
The flames turned into a scorching red, and the ghost let out a shrill and piercing roar. His body twisted and deformed in the flames, and then gradually turned into pieces of gray-white embers.
Every portrait on the wall was burned. The orphanage no longer belonged to anyone and was completely and thoroughly stripped away in the recycling bin.
The window reappeared on the wall, and the blue-purple edges of the sunset clouds were tinged with red. The afterglow of the setting sun fell in, and the graffiti became bright and vivid, and the bright colors caught my eyes.
The outgoing mall manager completed his last task.
The director of the Secret Service fell into his worst nightmare—he couldn't even die, completely lost his freedom, and forever became an inescapable part of these gray things.
The director of the Secret Service took the place of the orphanage and blended into that gray world.
"I did."
Zhan Chen: "Sheng Cheng, you might go crazy if you see me again."