One month later.
The virtual world is the private domain of each adventurer, a small pure white space of about tens of square meters.
Ripples rippled, and a ball of brilliance emerged out of thin air, spinning and twisting into a whirlpool light gate, from which Yan Xing stepped out in one step.
"Um?"
The touch under his feet was a bit strange, soft and warm, not like the cold ground. Yan Xing looked down and found that he was stepping on a person. The other person was facing down. There was a dark and deep hole in the soft emerald hair, which penetrated directly. The whole head.
what's the situation! ?
Yan Xing frowned. He couldn't feel the breath of life on this person. He had been dead for an unknown period of time, and he must have been cold for a long time.
Who is this person?
Why is the body lying in his small space?
Yan Xing was full of doubts and secretly thought that he had encountered a murder in a secret room. You must know that after each monk enters the virtual world, a small space in super-dimensional time and space will automatically be generated. It is the private domain of the adventurer. In theory, it Absolutely safe, outsiders are not allowed to break in except with the permission of the owner.
Of course, this absolutely violent organization is not within the limits. After all, they have the final say in the entire extra-dimensional space and time.
The adventurer's consciousness can enter and leave the virtual world, anywhere in a safe area outside the copy world, or lock the login location in his or her own small space. Yan Xing logged out of the small space last time, and now that his consciousness has logged in, he naturally appears here. In other words, if a body is found in this secret room, he is the biggest suspect.
His family knew about his own affairs, and Yan Xing knew that he was innocent. This dead man had nothing to do with him. But if he encounters this kind of thing, if he doesn't handle it well, it will inevitably cause a mess. It's really like yellow mud that fell into his crotch, isn't it? Soaring is also flying.
"Is this person related to the special commissioner of the Supreme Council?"
Yan Xing's eyes flashed as he thought of the existence that had forcibly descended into the small space a month ago. The appearance and aura really frightened him. At that time, he was still thinking that it was indeed the handymen who were randomly dispatched. They were all very impressive and frightening.
But what is going to happen now?
Leaving a body here was to give him a warning or threat for leaving without saying goodbye. If this was really the case, it would be too much like a gangster, and it was out of character.
Yan Xing was puzzled, so he could only suppress his thoughts for the time being, move lightly, and step down from the corpse. He looked around and found that in addition to this mysterious corpse, there were also scattered some scattered on the smooth and mirror-like ground. Crystal clear glass fragments, red, blue, purple, white...
Various colors vary. In addition to these visible appearances, there is also a trace of extremely obscure fluctuations lingering on the fragments, which is like "horror", but because it exceeds the limit of perception, it makes the person who sees it, in the mind Its senses were left blank.
"What is this?"
Yan Xing's expression froze. The fragment seemed to distort the surrounding space and time, making it impossible for his perception to reach it. It was like an absolutely smooth surface reflecting all his means of perception.
"Microscopic Vision·Reversal!"
Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, his orifices shrunk and enlarged, a strange light lingered in his eyes, and his visual field of vision collapsed crazily during his breath, breaking away from reality. He looked down from a high dimension to a low dimension, and his sight disappeared into a "blue fragment" middle.
...."This, this is..."
What you see is endless silence, and under the dark background are endless thick cracks. At the edge of some gaps, there are countless broken stars. Stars are extinguished, black holes wither, neutron stars are crushed into a thin piece of paper, and all natural objects are crushed by a powerful unknown force and scattered into nothingness.
Looking past the wreckage of the sun, moon and stars, further away, there is a group of mechanical fleets reflecting the metallic light. Although they have been broken and destroyed, the reflection number of each piece of ship wall debris is zero, indicating that the material engineering of this civilization has reached its peak. It has reached the level of microscopic particles and all light particles are reflected by it, so sensing technologies such as electromagnetic radar will not be able to detect its existence.
Yan Xing's gaze paused for a moment, and then he looked beyond the huge fleet tomb that spread tens of thousands of light years, and his sight went further, to the end of the universe.
At the very edge of the world, a magnificent picture came into view, which shocked Yan Xing deeply and left him speechless for a long time.
An infinitely huge corpse lay across the deep sky, with three heads and six arms, blue skin covered with cracks, and a large black hole in the center of the chest. The three faces had ferocious expressions, as if they could sense her unwillingness and anger before her death. Surrounding an eyelash on the closed eye, there was a square of galaxies spanning hundreds of thousands of light-years rotating around it.
It is a pity that these galaxies that may have hosted many civilizations have also been destroyed, leaving only lifeless star debris.
"What kind of existence is that fragment? It actually contains a piece of reality that spans hundreds of billions of light-years in the universe. What kind of terrifying power is it to destroy it?!"
All Yan Xing saw and heard was endless silence. His high-dimensional vision could span infinite distances, but he could not see the whole picture. Although he did not know whether there were any living things in this vast universe, he could glimpse the leopard, and this The chances are still slim.
His eyes were separated from the ruined universe for a moment, and Yan Xing was still immersed in the shock of the great destruction for a long time. After a long time, he calmed down and looked at another purple fragment with his microscopic high-dimensional vision.
The universe, time and space are almost the same, equally dead and dilapidated. The only difference is that the fallen creatures are different in shape and have different emphasis on the civilization system. The sight spans the boundless area, but there is still no living thing seen.
Yan Xing was already mentally prepared for this. He withdrew his sight and once again observed hundreds of glass fragments of different colors. All he could see was silence, destruction, and the endless breath of death.
"What a terrifying existence..."
Yan Xing frowned and sat cross-legged next to the mysterious corpse, murmuring in a low voice. The thoughts in his heart were extremely complicated. What he saw in a short period of time challenged his cognition.
"etc!"
Suddenly, Yan Xing's eyes lit up, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He stood up and hung in the air, flying back and forth in the small space. The child hole was like two scanners, picking up the shapes of all the glass fragments on the ground from various angles. Remember.
The fragments of glass with unknown origins all contain a vast, dead universe and space, possessing terrifying power. They are cut off from the realm of consciousness and other means of perception, and their appearance can only be observed through sight.
….In addition, its mass is extremely large, distorting the surrounding space and time. It seems to be scattered on the ground, but it is actually suspended on an independent time node. Otherwise, the small space cannot carry them at all.
Therefore, Yan Xing cannot touch the fragments and can only use his memory to create a three-dimensional model in his mind, and then piece it together to verify his guess.
Thirty thousand and one fragments.
Yan Xing's expression was solemn and serious as never before, and he did not miss any tiny fragment. After a moment, deep in his mind, the three-dimensional model of all the fragments had been created.
"Reorganize!"
As soon as I thought about it, three-dimensional "fragments" were flying in my mind. No matter the size of the fragments, as long as they were originally a whole, the cracks at the cracks would be consistent with each other, but they would be equivalent to a relatively complex three-dimensional image. There are only more than 30,000 puzzle pieces, which is a piece of cake for Yan Xing.
"Sure enough, it's her——"
Yan Xing's expression was confused. In the depths of his mind, there stood a huge humanoid existence, which was exactly the same as the figure he had glimpsed in the whirlpool passage. The memory of that time emerged.
"The Mohu figure in the whirlpool channel does not seem to be human. His whole body is condensed from silver light spots. He has three heads and no facial features. His face is a dark background, dotted with pieces of constantly rotating super galaxy vortexes. ...』
The only difference from the three-dimensional modeling is that on the faces of her three heads, there is a darker hole on the originally dark face, which is penetrated by something unknown, and even the material in that area is completely evaporated, so There are also no fragments, that is, the area where the head extends from the cavity to the surrounding area, where the cracks are the most dense, resulting in very tiny glass fragments. The number of fragments to reassemble three heads alone is as high as 20,000.
It seemed that her body was just shattered by the empty aftermath of destruction, and the universe carried by each fragment also died.
"Perish together? No!"
Yan Xing glanced at the mysterious corpse beside him, and as soon as an idea came to his mind, he immediately shook his head in denial.
Although the specific strength of the two could not be determined, from the fluctuations of their escaping auras and their external performance, it was absolutely certain that the two sides were not in the same dimension. At least, this complete corpse was something he could touch.
In other words, there used to be a third party in this small space.
"Who could it be? What was the purpose of what you did?"
Yan Xing frowned and pondered. This third party hiding in the dark was probably the real murderer of the secret room murder. It couldn't possibly be to put the blame on him, right?
Thinking of this, Yan Xing shook his head and laughed. It was not that he was underestimating himself. Although he was very special, he was currently very weak and could not be compared with those three-headed beings. After all, he was a supreme being that could accommodate tens of thousands of universes within his body.
As for the mysterious corpse...
Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and he carefully observed the dead body lying on the ground again. He could clearly see the material particles. This was an entity, not a body of consciousness.
Being able to enter extra-dimensional time and space as a material entity shows that this person's strength has at least reached the eighth level. He is a powerful immortal and an ancestor who is respected by thousands of people among many forces. But now he died strangely. here.
... Yan Xing didn't recognize the standard robe, so he didn't realize that the body lying on the ground was the real special commissioner.
Suddenly, Yan Xing seemed to see a huge whirlpool, pulling him into it and unable to extricate himself.
"A fire broke out at the city gate, affecting Chiyu. Am I innocently affected?"
Yan Xing looked depressed. After analyzing the information he collected, he learned that everything he saw now was probably not aimed at him. It was just at the right time that when the special commissioner came to see him, he was killed by a terrorist entity. The corpse fragments fell from the whirlpool passage, and then they were laid out in the small space.
"Hmph, now that I've been involved, I can't sit back and wait for death. No matter who you are, I'm not easy to deal with. Even if it means death, I will bite a piece of flesh from you!"
Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a fierce light. After thinking for a moment, he looked at the dead bodies and debris on the ground, and a look of excitement appeared on his face.
"This place belongs to my private domain. If you come in uninvited, everything you have will belong to me."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing floated up into the air, connected his mind to the "Red Moon Bracelet", and casually glanced at the balance of contribution points on the panel, which was a total of 900 million points.
Contribution points are virtual currencies issued. The Nine Tribes Alliance guarantees this monetary system behind the scenes, so it is the only currency that can be equated with hard currency such as spirit stones.
900 million contribution points, Yan Xing's slight estimate, and comparison of prices, this is equivalent to an ordinary person suddenly receiving 900 million RMB in the early 21st century in China.
This is a windfall, one of the rewards that perfectly ends the nightmare trial. It may not be the most valuable among all rewards, but it is the most flexible item and can be used in most scenarios.
It is no lie to say that money can make the world go round.
"Space expansion!"
boom--
As Yan Xing's thoughts moved, a thunder suddenly sounded in the small pure white space, roaring everywhere. With Yan Xing as the center, the edge of the space began to expand crazily outward.
Ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet, ten thousand feet...
It wasn't until the side length of the small cube space extended to 100,000 feet (333.3 kilometers) that the space expansion stopped. The small space that was originally a little depressing has become very wide and huge.
Contribution points: -100000000.
Yan Xing glanced at it and was unmoved. It was only a small amount of 100 million, and then he raised his hand and pointed to the ground.
"Conscious material simulation, mountains, rivers, vegetation, and creatures appear!"
Rumble——
The earth appears out of thin air, covering a small space. Earth veins rise, rivers emerge, and plains and canyons are created one after another. The continental plate is at the center of the space, and the terrain and altitude decrease in steps.
The sacred mountain in the center is extremely majestic, standing 99,999 feet tall. Standing on the top of the mountain, Yan Xing can reach out and touch the top of the space.
Those fragments carrying the dead universe, as well as the mysterious corpses, are buried at the bottom of the sacred mountain, waiting for the day when Yan Xing has the ability to take them out of extradimensional time and space, and let his body turn them into materials for evolution.
Imagine that there are tens of thousands of vast universes, all of which are ownerless things. How many resources are contained in them?
….To describe it as endless is not an exaggeration at all.
Yan Xing's heart trembled, his eyes were faintly red, and his fierce look was revealed. He had already regarded all the glass fragments as belongings in his bag. Anyone who dared to reach out to snatch them would have his whole family killed, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.
Contribution points: -100000000.
"The sun, moon and stars, the universe and the sea of stars, the projection of the material world, appear!"
Yan Xing pointed to the void again, thunder loomed, and the next moment, the sun rose and the moon set, and the bright stars hung in the night, dazzling.
These sun, moon and stars are not false influences. They are high-dimensional space and time that directly reflect the starry sky of the material world. The star trajectories are exactly the same.
The originally monotonous and empty small space has undergone earth-shaking changes after a large number of contribution points were poured into it, and it is almost indistinguishable from the real small world.
"These 300 million contribution points are well spent."
Yan Xing stood on the top of the central sacred mountain, wearing hunting robes. Looking around, he had a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers. These great rivers and mountains were all bought by him.
All of this was basically done to cover up the fragmented universe and the dead bodies. Yan Xing planned to hollow out the inside of the mountain to create his secret practice place, and arrange some things along the way to completely eliminate the possibility of the secret being leaked.
"strangeness."
"A special commissioner disappeared inexplicably. It has been a month. Why is there no response?"
Yan Xing looked puzzled. He had actually been mentally prepared and even decided to leave the virtual world and return to the physical body at any time when the crisis became irreversible.
But after wasting so much time, what was supposed to come should have come long ago. The delay in responding showed that his situation was not as bad as he imagined.
"Could it be that the so-called special commissioner is just an insignificant little guy? No one cares whether he is dead or alive?"
Yan Xing had no choice but to think so.
The fact is indeed true. The virtual world is so huge and vast, it is almost a replica of the infinite continent. The number of monks active in it every moment is simply uncountable. It is truly infinite.
Most matters are handled by a large number of central intelligence brains. Only in special circumstances will "intelligent creature specialists" be dispatched. Each intelligence brain is equipped with several specialists, who take turns to be on duty. Their behavior is relatively independent and there is no need to report their whereabouts. Responsible for.
Perhaps decades later, the disappearance of a special commissioner will cause some people to panic, but their first reaction must be that this person has perished in the material world. It is difficult to think of the disappearance of a special commissioner in their home virtual world. , the powerful commissioner will be killed silently.
It can only be said that the creature with three heads is too terrifying.
By the time Zhi Nao reported the anomaly and linked the incident to Yan Xing, it would have been an unknown number of years. Things were changing with each passing day, and all traces of it would have been lost in the years.
"It doesn't matter. At least it's safe now. It's best if nothing happens. I can run away if something happens."
A smile flashed in Yan Xing's eyes. If he can't be beaten, he will run away. If he can't be beaten, he will beat him to death. This is the evolutionary truth written in the doctrine.
With a wave of his hand, a door of light opened in front of him. Yan Xing stepped in and disappeared on the top of the snow-capped sacred mountain.
He was going to take a good look at this colorful virtual world.
