As if the power was cut off in an instant, all sounds disappeared in an instant.
Mo Yi knew that this was the effect of the simulation body he brought into the game.
As long as it is not blocked by the game's defense mechanism, it will start to replicate and evolve rapidly the moment it is connected to the game, and it will not stop until it completely occupies the main body of the game.
There is a blackness as deep as a swamp, and all the light, shadow, sound, and color are absorbed by it like a sponge, only the cold dead silence surrounds, overflows the chest cavity and facial features, penetrates into the body from every pore on the skin, and slowly occupies the body Mo Yi's senses and mind.
He blinked his eyes in vain in the darkness, and groped his arms from bottom to top with his fingers, looking for the faint bulge under the smooth and flat skin.
The sharp and sweet pain attacked him from under the skin, causing his nerves that were almost paralyzed by the darkness to slightly tighten.
That is the metal strip that Mo Yi buried under the skin, and the code of the simulation body was engraved on it. With the touch of his fingers, it moved slightly under the skin——
It wasn't just the spirit body that was brought into the game, his body followed suit.
At this moment, the darkness around him was stirred up like a chaotic lake, everything seemed to be vibrating silently and violently, and a faint electric flicker entered the darkness, as if the tiny interference of the radio was disturbed. As if projected onto a huge screen, everything around him seemed to be suppressed by huge unstable factors.
Immediately afterwards, as if some kind of force broke through the invisible barrier, white flashes tore through the pitch-black background.
The dense and deep darkness was instantly stirred up, as if the huge curtain had been cut by a sharp blade into countless thin and long gaps, and the ragged fragments of the fabric hung down in the dazzling paleness.
At the junction of black and white, Mo Yi could see countless codes surging crazily.
Such a sight reminded him of wounds, blood rushing out of the broken skin tissue, the pale and rolled flesh was like a horrible creature left after the catastrophe, quietly crouching on the body.
The simulated body that has already been set is copied in geometric multiples, devouring every trace of free data surging in the darkness according to the established trajectory, and everything happens in silence and silence, like a grand pantomime , the two forces competed for the sky, but in the end one side retreated in embarrassment.
Huge white wounds tore through the pitch-black swamp, and sharp scratches spread everywhere in sight.
Mo Yi stared at the strange scene in front of him with bated breath, it seemed to have some kind of irresistible attraction, like a black hole attracted his eyes, his attention, and his whole mind.
The trembling code shone with fluorescent blue light, just like when he saw it for the first time, leaping in the sky, flowing out from the broken gap...
And then—gloom, fall.
The more aggressive codes are frantically copied at a speed that is difficult for the naked eye to capture, encroaching and devouring every inch of space, turning everything they encounter into their own nourishment and turning them into a part of themselves. Mo Yi's eyes follow him The code poured deeper into the darkness.
There, he saw a hard, dark core.
Quietly curled up in the depths of the darkness, wrapped in a thick black, silt-like jelly-like substance, the snow-white lightning, like a sharp blade, tore through the outer hard shell, cutting towards the inner core.
… Before he even had time to use his backup plan, his first one was a success.
This is really...
It was so easy.
An uncontrollable panic surged in Mo Yi's heart, sweeping through every cell in his body like a wave, and sounding the alarm in his brain, he had no time to think, let alone think deeply, subconsciously touched Towards the upper part of his arm—there is the program's emergency brake code buried there.
Flesh was torn, and the blood and the small black metal strips were absorbed by the surging substances around him.
As if time had been suspended, the forward white edge stopped instantly a few inches away from the black core.
Trembling, Mo Yi let out a long breath, only to belatedly realize that the clothes on his back were completely soaked. He stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his arm, and dark red blood overflowed from his fingers.
At this moment, the jelly that wrapped the pitch-black inner core suddenly rolled over.
Black meets white.
As if the switch was turned on again, the pale color spread instantly, and the devouring that had stopped before started again, and extended toward the depths of darkness at a faster speed.
Mo Yi felt his heartbeat stop for an instant.
In the silent dead silence, the slight sound of "click" was very clear.
The jet-black inner core wrapped in jelly had turned strangely pale, the outer shell dried up and cracked, and then burst open suddenly as if it couldn't bear any more pressure!
Everything around him began to shake and tremble violently, the white swallowed up the last bit of black, and the entire vast space turned into a lifeless pale, a glowing pale white halo replaced the dark and The hard inner black quietly floated in the previous position.
Logically speaking, Mo Yi succeeded.
The simulation body implanted with the overlay program successfully replaced the intelligent program of the game, and even took control of the entire game space.
Game lost.
But Mo Yi's heart sank slowly, wordless panic and uneasiness surged wantonly in his heart, as if dry cotton blocked his throat, the suffocation made his eyes black and his hands and feet were cold.
The shattered outer shell of the pitch-black core floated silently in the pale space, and the huge impact of the burst caused them to scatter throughout the entire space.
A corroded, almost unrecognizable metal fragment floated past Mo Yi's eyes.
Mo Yi stretched out his hand, his stiff fingers trembling slightly in mid-air, he gathered the metal piece into his palm, the corroded and distorted shapeless pattern on it looked so familiar, as if it was a sharp The sharp weapon was firmly nailed into the brain, and the almost crazy pain spread, which almost made him unable to continue thinking.
He had seen this pattern in the laboratory.
I also saw it on the instruments that were sent to my study.
Mo Yi turned the thin metal sheet to the back, and there were several extremely illegible words written on the mottled and old surface:
It was put into use on August 14, 20xx.
This date is...
today.