Shadow looked puzzledly towards the place where the two disappeared.
"Has the electronic storm also lost its mind when it is with humans?"
Shadow asked, "What does this have to do with him? Why would he take the risk of intervening—"
Before he could finish his words, his voice suddenly stopped and his face suddenly distorted.
…These lunatics actually attacked Chuan Shu Bureau during the negotiations!
The data usually stays dormant in the database, and there is no way to detect any specific changes yet. However, they have been suddenly awakened by a series of alarm prompts.
The monitoring procedures that usually went along peacefully with them seemed to have suddenly become seriously disordered, and had even begun to devour the operating data of the Chuanshu Bookstore in a disorderly manner!
The shadow stood up and wanted to send the data back to the database, but it could not find any normal entrance.
"It's easier to sit down and watch." Pu Ying indicated, "We need someone to pass on the message."
Shadow stared at him. "What's going on? I need an explanation!"
The shadow's projection had lost its stability, and its voice unconsciously rose as it looked at the crazy humans in front of it: "What are you doing?! You asked for negotiation! You dishonest liars—"
He didn't get any answers, but it didn't take long for him to get the answer to this question.
These crazy humans, after successfully breaking through the Zerg's defenses, exchanged the Transmigration Bureau for the Transmigration Bureau.
…
The supervisory procedures of Chuanshuju are a set of mechanical procedures that are completely independent of all systems and extremely outdated, rigid, and inflexible.
This program has no emotions or self-will, and will not interact with any information. It only operates rigidly according to the established rules, but it has the highest authority in the bookstore.
One of the rules is, "As long as it has ownership, it is a product, and as long as it is a product, it can be redeemed through the mall."
"You guys are crazy!" Shadow asked anxiously, "Do you know what will happen if you exchange it to the bookstore?"
To exchange the Transmigration Bureau for the Transmigration Bureau, this is an impossible command to complete, and will cause the most serious data conflict—
"I know." Shi Ji said, "This has happened to the system I was implanted with before."
He was remodeled as a clone, and a program implanted in him required him to obey orders. He was also given completely contradictory instructions by Zhan Chen.
This conflict will cause spontaneous chaos in the data internally, and may even lead to continuous deconstruction and collapse.
Shadow was furious: "If you knew, why did you still do this?"
The shadow could no longer maintain its complete form. A crackling sound of electricity began to appear in his voice, and the projection was severely distorted: "If there is a problem with the Transmigration Bookstore, you can't escape! Your world has been in chaos for a long time. Without our maintenance, your world line will completely collapse in a short time..."
Pu Ying interrupted him and asked, "Why is our world in chaos?"
The shadow froze, and the projection shook uncontrollably.
"You treat our world as a plaything and turn the electronic storm into a killing knife."
Pu Ying took off his glasses and said, "Now you tell us that you don't have a solution, so we can only solve this matter in our own way."
Shadow's voice finally revealed an uncontrollable fear: "We will find a way!"
"What you're doing will only exacerbate the conflict between us!"
Shadow assured in a hurry: "We will definitely find a way and give you a satisfactory answer. Please believe us..."
Shi Ji shook his head and said, "We don't believe you."
Shadow froze.
"We only believe in Yu Xian and Zhan Xian."
Shi Ji put down the detonator. His voice was as cold as the first clear day after the snow: "There is one more thing you got wrong."
Shadow couldn't stop trembling: "...what?"
"This detonator is fake. With our current level of technology, the weapons we have produced are simply not capable of destroying the Chuanshu Bureau."
Shi Ji said: "You have been hiding in the database for too long, always immersed in the virtual world created by the Transmigration Bookstore, and have forgotten the rules of the physical world."
Shadow's eyes widened in surprise.
He stared at Shi Ji in disbelief. His shattered and twisted body wanted to pounce on him to question him, but he was unable to move freely due to the chaos in his core data.
Shadow was nailed to the spot, and this time, even without relying on data to run the simulation, he could already sense the intense despair.
The human race had no intention of using the destruction of Chuanshu Bureau as a bargaining chip!
Because they themselves believed this, they revealed their own flaws.
Breaking through the Zerg's defenses to meet the exchange application conditions, detecting the fear signals in their data, and providing the monitoring system with the final evidence for the transfer of ownership of the bookstore.
… They themselves handed over the operation of the bookstore to other people from a logical level.
An attack at the physical level alone would indeed not be able to kill them - but this exchange would cause serious chaos in the operation of the internal programs of the Chuanshu Bureau, and this chaos would really be enough to cause serious damage to their data!
"We won't let you go..."
The shadow's phantom began to disintegrate. He stared at these creatures, his intermittent voice full of hatred: "In the system of Chuanshu Bureau, there are still storage spaces that operate independently and are not affected."
Shadow's voice was like a poisonous curse: "We will move in and hide. When this storm is over, we will come back for revenge—"
His voice suddenly stopped, as if he realized something belatedly and completely froze in place.
…
If there is any place in the bookstore that is not monitored and can avoid being scanned by the monitoring system, it must be the Recycle Bin.
This is where discarded data is stored. As long as they pretend that it has been cleared, the monitoring system will not check it carefully, and they still have a chance to hide.
The data has begun to migrate on its own, and Shadow was the last one to enter the Recycle Bin. However, after entering the Recycle Bin, an extremely strange space that he had never imagined appeared in front of him.
A space of only gray.
There was no sound, no color, no object that would change, only large areas of dark and light gray in this space.
This silence is more terrifying than the eternal loneliness in the universe.
The shadow's data fled out frantically: "Let me go! I regret it, save me—"
"You can re-edit your own world," Pu Ying said, "starting with colors and shapes."
Just like the builder of this bookstore.
They can no longer speculate which civilization the builders belonged to, or perhaps even the ancestors of these data civilizations - these fictional worlds in the Book Bureau were written with tedious and detailed data.
The world in the book is constructed from a huge amount of data, which is enough for these data civilizations to exist in it without being alone.
"We have long forgotten how to build the world!"
Shadow said anxiously: "These records were considered useless and redundant data and have long been cleared!"
There are so many low-dimensional civilizations in this universe, just pick one and use it directly.
As long as you find a way to bypass the logical self-check of the monitoring system, you can do whatever you want and plunder those colorful lives and destinies at will.
Everything is clearly within reach, so who would bother to put in the effort to build a whole new world bit by bit, starting from the first line of data
Shadow struggled with all his might, but to no avail. He was held tightly by the other data in the Recycle Bin, and was slowly swallowed by the gray.
Pu Ying asked: "Have you ever thought that this is why you still feel lonely no matter how many worlds you take away?"
Shadow was stunned.
His projection had also turned gray. He looked at the human in front of him, with only confusion and despair in his gray eyes.
He couldn't understand the dimensions of these physical beings, and he still couldn't figure it out until now - these humans clearly had no ability to destroy the Book Transmigration Bureau, no ability to deprive dimensions, capture and control electronic storms, so why did they inexplicably win this game
The Transmigration Book Bureau devoured the Transmigration Book Bureau, and the data chose to hide in the recycling bin. But they had clearly deduced every step strictly and in line with the best logic after optimization, so why did they still come to this point
"How to build your own world... do you know?"
Shadow whispered, "We don't remember. After we learned how to deprive dimensions and capture worlds, our information storage increased significantly, and we don't remember these things..."
His voice became lower and lower, and was finally dragged in by the other data trapped in the Recycle Bin.
Those data frantically snatched away the last color code he brought in.
…
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Shi Ji blocked the recycling bin, he stood up and looked at the game world in the corner: "I'm going to find Mr. Yu now, can I ask you to take care of the rest?"
The game world was stunned for a moment, and before it could answer, Sheng Yi in the corner had already struggled to get up: "Are you crazy!?"
Although he had no idea what the two men wanted to do, he knew it must be something extremely dangerous. In comparison, the eye of the storm became the safest area.
"Are you really not afraid of death at all?"
Sheng Yi looked at Shi Ji, his tone already begging: "Can you just stay here? They will handle it... Besides, it's been so long, even if you rush over, it will be too late..."
Shi Ji: "Time in the eye of the storm is completely still."
Sheng Yi turned around, his expression suddenly changed.
… Doesn’t this mean that no matter how long they hide here, they will still be at the most dangerous point when they go out
He swallowed hard and opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
In the past, Sheng Yi would rather die than let Shi Ji look down on him. But the blows during this period had crushed his bones, and fear kept growing from the cracks in his bones, crawling all over his body.
He tried hard to catch his breath and raised his head: "You—"
Sheng Yi stood there in a daze.
Shi Ji didn't even look at him. He walked to the front of the game world and taught him the next steps in a gentle voice: "The data of auditors, administrators, and intermediaries are all here. 'Shadow' captured them and wanted to import their core data back to the container so that they can continue to be accomplices."
Half a month ago, the Security Department discovered that Wen Er, who was under strict detention, had disappeared out of thin air. There were no signs of prison escape, and nothing unusual was found in the surveillance footage.
Pu Ying came to find Shi Ji and asked Shi Ji for a detailed topographic map of the eye of the storm.
These data are used to playing around with low-dimensional objects. In their view, matter is nothing more than a bunch of particles that can be squeezed and flattened at will and can be captured, extracted and modified at will.
The shadow was originally fully confident that he could capture a new electronic storm and fill it into the terminal, then revive the three minions and throw them back into the human world.
As for the wrong search results based on the conditions, I also got the new shell that Sheng Tiancheng made for me, only to find some search errors caused by duplication of key information.
"The data from the intermediary needs to be filled back into the recycle bin, otherwise some of the data may still escape."
Pu Ying took over the rest of Shi Ji's words: "Administrator—"
The shadow in the corner trembled.
"On the third day after Wen Er disappeared, we found his discarded body."
Pu Ying said: "In a theoretical sense, he is already dead."
"For fear that the key would be found, the terminal stripped out his core data and tried to hide it - Mr. Yu captured this data and obtained the administrator's authority."
"The crimes he and Zhong San committed must be subject to the final judgment of the Alliance Court."
Pu Ying said: "We need to bring the backup data back and fill it into their bodies..."
The game world suddenly asked: "Will the senior be in danger?"
Pu Ying stopped and looked at Shi Ji, but did not answer immediately.
… They couldn’t answer that question.
The key point lies in "Yu Tang" himself.
In the same dimension, Yu Tangs from different timelines should never meet each other—the Yu Tang of today should not meet the Yu Tang of tomorrow, and the Yu Tang who is still alive should not meet the Yu Tang who has died. This is the most stringent and unchangeable rule stipulated by the time dimension.
Time is the most special dimension, and it can only flow forward forever.
If there were no dimensional difference, the "auditor" in the higher dimension would have long ceased to be his true self, and the two Zhong San would not have any chance to meet.
Once existences that should not meet overlap, space will collapse, and no one can predict what consequences this collapse will bring.
The bookstore will strictly prevent this kind of situation from happening, but the existence of the electronic storm makes it possible for this kind of situation to occur.
In the original timeline, Zhan Chen once gave Electronic Storm a spring.
But this time, Zhan Chen's spring was still in his hand and he didn't have time to send it out.
Similarly, this time, as an employee of the bookstore, Yu Tang took on the role of Yu Tang and recovered the particles belonging to Yu Tang - but this was not the first time that the electron storm recovered Yu Tang's particles.
In a timeline where nothing has changed in time, the seventeen-year-old Yu Tang enters this book as Sui Si's assistant. Later, he fake marries Sui Si and becomes Sui Si's tool to calm public opinion.
In the eighth year of this book, Yu Tang was invited to be a guest at the hotel where Sui Si and Ke Ming were having their wedding. On the rooftop of the hotel, he saw a beautiful aurora that was like a dream.
In an uncorrected timeline, Yu Tang has become part of the Electronic Storm.
Sleeping in the aurora is Yu Tang, who has long been dead.
"If Mr. Yu falls into the electronic storm on the rooftop once again, it will cause the collapse of this world."
"This is very dangerous, but only a collapse of this intensity can blow up the puddle of time and give us a chance to escape."
Shi Ji said: "I need to rush over to prevent an uncontrollable situation from occurring—"
Game World interrupted him: "You are lying."
Shi Ji's voice paused and he raised his eyes.
He did not get angry about the accusation, but just stopped what he was saying and looked quietly at the electronic storm in front of him.
"I can taste your emotions."
The game world said: "There is no taste of hope... You are very angry and regretful."
These humans are different from the humans that the game world has seen before. They still look calm enough, but the emotions hidden in their bodies are already intense enough.
These regrets, worries and anxieties that are so strong that they make you breathless can emerge with just a slight shake.
"Why do you regret?" the game world asked, "Is there no hope for this world?"
Shi Ji was silent for two seconds before he shook his head slightly and said, "We didn't intend to regain hope this way."
He is already the commander-in-chief of the interstellar system, and Pu Ying is the person in charge of this investigation.
Luo Ran had already recovered. He learned how to drive a mecha in a week and led the way for them in the electronic storm, allowing the fleet to pass through the risky outer area of the electronic storm and successfully reach the eye of the storm.
Feng Qing's data should be hidden in a terminal or some corner of the shopping mall. As long as it is found, Feng Qing can come back.
The mistakes of this world have been corrected, and the lives and destinies that were taken away have been returned.
…
"But we are not prepared to regain hope this way."
Shi Ji said: "Everything has a price, but the price should not be an electronic storm."
His eyes were still calm and gentle, his shoulders were tense and calm, but his voice was slightly hoarse: "The price should not be paid by Mr. Yu."
The game world looked at Shi Ji for a long while, his dark red eyes flickered, and he raised a hand.
He seemed to grasp something in the void, pressed it slightly, and pulled it back, and a door suddenly materialized in his hand.
"Time stands still in the eye of the storm, but once you get out, it starts flowing again."
Game World said: "I only know one office in the special forces team."
The game world raised its hand, compared it with the size of Shi Ji's wingman, and re-adjusted its own door: "You need to move faster."
A bright light suddenly flashed in Shi Ji's eyes.
He didn't have time to say a word. He hurriedly thanked the game world, turned to his wingman, and pressed the joystick.
… There is no situation to deal with.
This was the most willful thing Shi Ji had done since he became an observer.
He did not have time to ask the instructor and the captain for instructions, nor was there any need to make further arrangements - the world's ability to self-correct was incredibly strong, and countless souls were supporting this nearly submerged world, restoring this world that had been maliciously tampered with by souls back to its original state.
This world will finally be put back in place.
He just had to get there as quickly as possible and use every possible means he could think of to protect their friends from the inevitable world collapse.
The game world watched the wingman fly away and was about to close the door, but was stopped by Pu Ying's arm.
"Sorry, I correct what I said before. Zhong San can be handed over to you for full disposal."
Pu Ying handed the disk with the remaining data to the game world, wearing glasses on one hand: "I have a friend who drives a mecha outside, with red hair, very recognizable - can you please modify the size of the door again?"