Earth, Nazcar Base.
The sudden disappearance of Han Lang and the virtual warehouse caused a great shock. Of course, this kind of shock only existed in the upper echelons of the alliance, and no one dared to spread this unfortunate news to the outside world.
Lao Mo was invited to the conference room to watch the surveillance video of Han Lang's disappearance.
"How is it? Is the jump engine installed in the virtual warehouse and took Han Lang away?" Clark asked anxiously.
Lao Mo shook his head and said: "Impossible, the miniature jump engine does exist, but there is a prerequisite for starting this kind of jump engine, and that is to open a wormhole."
"I have repeatedly watched the surveillance video of Han Lang's disappearance. There is no sign of artificial wormholes opening at all. Besides, it is technically not allowed to open wormholes inside buildings. Even the smallest wormholes will destroy the surrounding area. All entities are attracted to it, causing unforeseen major consequences."
"To put it simply, if someone opened a wormhole underground in the Nazca base, the Nazca base would no longer exist, and the wormhole itself would collapse due to the inhalation of a large amount of matter, so it must not be a wormhole jump technology."
"What is that?" Tallinn asked with a frown.
Old Mo said: "It may be some kind of cross-space movement technology that we don't know. I have repeatedly observed the disappearance of the virtual warehouse, and found that at the moment it disappeared, it seemed that some kind of molecular disintegration movement had occurred."
"Theoretically speaking, matter is composed of smaller atoms, particles, and molecules. If the decomposition and combination of matter can be controlled, it is completely possible to decompose a planet and transport it to a distant place through a pipeline. Then recombine, and No damage will be done."
"But it's just a theory. As far as I know, no one can master complex molecular movements. Even prehistoric civilizations have not reached such a technological level."
Everyone was surprised and didn't know what to say.
Old Mo sighed and said, "If I had known this, I would have gone with Han Lang, but now, the stipulated time has passed, and no one knows where Han Lang went. And in what way."
"The only thing we can do is wait and hope that Han Lang will have good luck, and this matter must not be disclosed to the outside world. I believe that he is not the only one who disappeared at the same time as Han Lang."
...
Lao Mo guessed right. At the same time, many people disappeared from the Milky Way and even the wilderness star fields farther away.
At the same time, the darknet has fallen into a state of absence of high-level, many top transactions have stagnated due to the disappearance of the leader, of course, those ordinary transactions on the darknet. Since the leader is not yet eligible to participate in the dark net ceremony, it is still running.
Han Lang was a little surprised when he found himself in a strange place with the virtual warehouse, because everything was completely different from when he used the virtual warehouse in the past. In the virtual cabin, shipped here.
Thousands of people gathered on this grassland, and I believe this is not all that is involved in participating in the dark net ceremony. After all, the Milky Way is a super-large star field spanning 120,000 light-years, with an incalculable population. Even if only the top experts in the dark net are invited, it is impossible to only have a few thousand people.
As far as Han Lang knew, there were more than a few thousand people in the Forgotten Realm alone. Of course, most of the people in the Forgotten Realm would not come here.
Everyone stared at them with big eyes. Since they were disguised according to the requirements of the invitation letter, no one at the scene recognized anyone. Even if they did recognize them, they might not dare to say it out. It's so shady that no one wants to be made public.
"Damn it, my space ring can still be used? Could it be that this virtual world can read the space stone?" A person exclaimed.
"Impossible, any reader can't read cross-space data, this is a scientific theorem." Another person said.
"If you don't believe me, try it yourself?"
Hearing this, everyone touched their own space rings, or other kinds of space tools.
Afterwards, the scene was silent, only the sound of the wind blowing the grass, and the sound of people's heartbeat accelerating.
"What's going on here? Where the hell are we?"
"I don't know."
"Can anyone tell me if this is the virtual world or the real world?"
"I don't know, just wait and see."
About an hour later, the voices of doubt and speculation also reached their peak at this time. Suddenly, a person walked out from the forest around the grassland, wearing a battle suit with black spider webs painted on it, and that was exactly the interstellar darkness. Web logo.
The appearance of this person immediately made the scene quiet.
"Now you come with me." The man said in the common language of the galaxy. He looked very young, with a mess of blond hair, blond eyebrows, and a steady voice.
"Are you a representative sent by the dark net?"
"When will we meet the Dark Web founder?"
"Since it's a virtual world, why do you have to walk? Wouldn't it be good to change the virtual scene?"
For these questions, the representative sent by the dark net did not answer, and walked straight ahead, despite the buzzing behind him, he did not even turn his head.
Han Lang thought about it for a while and decided to go into the jungle with this guy, but before leaving, Han Lang put his own virtual cabin into the scar of the moon. Several people thought that Han Lang's idea was good. He also followed his example and put away the virtual warehouse.
"My name is Youlan Yueguang, what about you?" One of them approached Han Lang, trying to get close to him and said.
"Wind whisperer." Han Lang also said the name he used on the dark web.
"By the way, do you know the inside story, that's why you closed the virtual warehouse." The man named Youlan Yueguang asked curiously.
Han Lang didn't look at him more, because it was useless, everyone came here after changing their faces.
Take Han Lang at the moment, he looks more like a white man with Britannia blood, in his thirties, but in fact Han Lang is a young man of Chinese blood, there is a big gap, this guy named Youlan Yueguang must be the same Same.
Han Lang shook his head and said, "I don't know what's going on. I just thought that since the space tool can be used, and the structure of the virtual warehouse interests me very much, so I put it away and prepare to dismantle it when I have time. Study it. "
"Oh." Youlan Yueguang suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."
At the same time, there was a popping sound from the jungle, as if someone wanted to laugh, but forcibly held back and blocked his mouth.
Youlan Yueguang was taken aback suddenly, and wanted to enter the jungle to check. Han Lang grabbed him.
"Don't look at it, there are other people in the woods besides us."
"who are they?"
"Maybe it's someone from the dark net. This place is full of evil spirits. We'd better be cautious."
Youlan Yueguang felt that Han Lang's words made sense. Nodding his head, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said curiously to Han Lang: "You look like a friend of mine in real life, your voice is similar, and he is as cautious as you, can I ask what your real name is? In which star region? Maybe we still recognize it."
Han Lang said lightly: "I think it's better to forget it. The people who come here are all from the dark net. No one wants others to know who they are. What's more, even the founder of the dark net asked us to change our appearance. , apparently, even he doesn't want us to know each other."
Youlan Yueguang was stunned again, "It's too similar, it's so similar, you are not only as cautious as my friend, but also as smart as him, okay, I'll listen to you, and I won't mention the real things anymore, but we Is it okay to make friends here?"
Han Lang nodded, "Yes."
...
When Han Lang and the others were far away, a few young men wearing combat uniforms with darknet marks came out of the jungle. freckle.
It was she who couldn't hold back in the woods just now, and almost laughed out loud.
She came to the place where Han Lang's virtual warehouse was parked, wrote down Han Lang's number, and said to the people next to him, "This guy named Windtalker is so funny. The reason why he took away the molecular warehouse was because he wanted to take it apart and study it. I thought he had seen through the truth."
A young man next to him curled his lips and said: "In any case, he got bonus points, and some guys imitated the wind talker and got bonus points. They are lucky, and Molecule Cang stays here. Think about it." It will be difficult to bring it back."
The girl with some freckles on her face was quite mischievous. She rolled her eyes and said, "Tell me, Windtalker is really full of curiosity and dismantles his own molecular warehouse, right? That would be interesting."
The boy next to him obviously had no sense of humor, and said in a deep voice, "In that case, he will be deducted points until he can't go back. It's not funny at all."
"Boring!" said the freckled girl, who didn't like the seriousness of her companion, shaking her arms.
...
It was still hot at noon when we first came here, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye. The temperature dropped below zero, and the surrounding mosquitoes were buzzing, and the noisy people were disturbed.
The team of thousands of people was still walking in the jungle without any haste, and finally someone in the team couldn't hold back anymore.
A man in his fifties with a rosy nose rushed up angrily, found the young representative sent by the dark net, and grabbed him by the shoulders.
"What the hell is going on? Why are we running around like headless flies in the woods? Where is the venue? Where is the founder of the dark web?"
The young representative turned around and looked at the man with rosacea, his golden eyebrows slightly raised, and said in a low voice, "Don't touch me."
"What's wrong with touching you? You're not a bitch!"
The young darknet representative raised his golden eyebrows even higher.
"I said the second time, don't touch me."
The man with the rosacea nose was furious, and said loudly: "What are you dragging? This is a virtual world! Even if you are the subordinate of the founder of the dark net, what's the big deal? Why do you still want to mess with me? At worst, I don't want to participate in this shit dark net Fa conference! Send me back!"
Puff~
As soon as the words fell, the young representative of the dark web turned into an eagle's claw, directly piercing into the heart of the man with rosacea, and blood spattered.
Alienation system, Han Lang knew the superpowers of this system. During the expedition to the No. 43 ruins, the brothers Lacey and Riley were the strong fighters of the alienation system.
"What can be presented in the virtual world? There is a kind of... a kind of..."
The man with the rosacea nose vomited blood and cursed angrily.
He thought he was immortal, because no one in the virtual world can die.
But soon, he noticed something strange, his eyes were fixed on his broken heart, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't say a word anymore.
The man fell to the ground, dead.
A group of eager insects crawled over, crawled to the wound of the man with rosacea, and licked the blood.
The young man who represented the dark net glanced around the crowd and said coldly: "First, this is not a virtual world. You were sent here by polymer technology. This is a real world."
"Second, once you die, your home star will also be erased from the Milky Way, so please proceed with caution."
"Third, in this world, I won't say everything a third time."
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