“Eoubs is a behemoth nurtured by power and chaos. It has no humanity, no distinction between good and evil, and no flesh and blood.” Lu Jin seemed a little drunk and chuckled as he said, “No matter what you do, this thing will only grow blindly.”

He remained seated on the ground, looking as if he were reading some kind of literary work.

“You can only destroy a part of it no matter how hard you try, but that damage is meaningless,” he said. “It’s like a balloon, constantly inflating and expanding, until finally—”

"With a bang, everyone died."

Without even an introduction, after Lu Jin finished his outburst, he discussed the plan with them, added details, and explained the precautions for spatial jumping.

"You may see a lot of things, but... don't worry about them too much, just treat them as fake. The stability of this forbidden item is not very good. If it weren't for the higher-ups issuing an urgent document, it might have been frozen for more than ten years before it could be used."

He sat up straight, and Pandora then noticed a large cabinet of liquor in the corner, clearly mixed and packed in bulk, with psychedelic colors burning under the lights; who knows, drinking it might make you fly.

"There's nothing else to say. I'll just keep an eye on the threshold. If the fluctuations are too big, you two can either fly back at your own expense or just die in America. Who knows?"

The space jump device was located on the second floor—a giant... no, just a regular sightseeing elevator.

It's said that once you step inside and have the external controllers input your destination, you don't need to do anything; just patiently wait for the elevator doors to reopen. This thing temporarily loses its observation perspective once activated and is constantly growing and changing. In short, whether you're successfully transported to the designated point depends on your own reporting.

In other words, it's actually quite suitable for dumping corpses. If the higher-ups ever get too addicted and want to try it out, then consumables and cheap items will flow in and out of this place like water, and there will be a variety of them. If they find something they don't need, they can just take it in and dump it in any trench. How convenient!

When 252 and Pandora arrived, it was dark outside the glass dome. The sky was completely overcast and hung low, with a few red lights faintly visible illuminating the low clouds, as if some strange creature was about to emerge from this desolate place.

Lu Jin opened the permissions and sent some control code into the chip, saying it was for survival. The elevator was about 30 square meters, comparable to a separate bedroom, and even had a soft chair and a wine cabinet. There was an electronic screen directly opposite for entertainment.

The transmission process would take a while. 252 felt nauseous looking at the line of red words "For all mankind" on the screen, so he turned it off, and the wall immediately went dark.

The sightseeing elevator was like a closed box, surrounded by darkness, as if it were struggling to move through the body of a colossal creature, stopping from time to time, but with no idea what was outside.

Pandora stood in a corner of the elevator, leaning against the wall, studying the new gun and the function list in the chip. Her eyes were lowered, and the light from the coating shone on her, making her look exceptionally serene.

The sightseeing elevator continued to rise, having moved at least twenty floors. Eoubs's rooftop didn't have that many floors. Suddenly, the lights flickered, and her hand quickly reached for the trigger, scanning her surroundings.

The previously off display screen began to flicker incessantly, indicating that the transmission was in a "jump channel," far from its destination. 252 stood in front of her, tapping on the glass cover, but the screen continued to flicker erratically; the elevator remained stopped mid-journey, unresponsive.

This lasted for about ten seconds.

Just then, the light and shadow flickered again, and the two of them felt something pass through their bodies at the same time. It was as if the whole world blurred for a moment. The darkness that served as a shield faded away like fog, the glass dome gradually became transparent, and the elevator started going up again.

At this moment, they could clearly see the situation outside—a hellish scene of utter despair.

Outside was a street scene modeled after Jerusalem, featuring European-style architectural features and atmosphere, but the lighting was deliberately brightened, and most of the ground was destroyed—252 searched his mind for a few seconds and knew that the scene below was meant to express the theme of massacre.

But in this "carnage performance," most of the events involve men and women interacting with deformed monsters—

She was too disgusted to describe it any further.

The elevator's loudspeaker suddenly turned on, and a mechanical voice spoke in a light tone, saying, "...You are passing through Wave Layer 2, which is the forbidden entertainment venue. Three cosmic years have passed since the last riot in the Control Zone, with more than 15.32 million deaths. During those three years, humanity's leaders declared, 'Sorry, the signal is a bit weak.'"

"They are currently inside the protective enclosure along with the residents of the entire controlled area. Tourists are encouraged to enjoy the view—"

Pandora looked around with a chill running down her spine. The street was meticulously constructed, and she saw rotten bones, old-fashioned guns crushed to pieces, and a few toy cars.

Besides, terrifying creatures that only appear in nightmares can be seen everywhere, manipulating people. The scenes are extremely bizarre and far more terrifying than Jerusalem, like a hell where everything is collapsing.

They wear all sorts of restrictive clothing—some are naked, clearly forced to pretend to be fleeing refugees, but they only have a few rusty melee weapons in their hands. They will engage in a charade of fighting the monsters, but the purpose of the fight is only to be defeated and then reproduce.

Bloodshed and desire boiled rampantly on this fake battlefield.

The elevator stopped again, and across the glass enclosure was a bedroom without a door, the interior of which was clearly visible.

252 glanced at it and wanted to smash the screen. At that moment, the volume limit of the player was suddenly lifted, and they could clearly hear groans, screams and pleas amplified several times. Someone was dying, being choked and in a state of severe suffocation, but with a dazed look on their face.

Pandora heard someone shouting, a voice like a nightmare: "Hang in there, someone will save us—"

She felt as if her heart had been struck a heavy blow; her body swayed, and she almost lost her balance. Then she heard a woman crying loudly, and someone uttering extremely vulgar words, pretending to struggle, but to no avail.

A variety of vulgar and obscene lines were uttered one after another. What role were these people playing? They were the human resistance fighters. One of them was a couple, and there was also a child who sat blankly in the center. He was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He pretended that nothing was wrong and greeted the people around him affectionately, saying, "Hello, don't give up." He said that someone would definitely come to save them.

They screamed as the monster tormented them, crying out that a "hero" would come to save them, promising to do so as long as they lived.

There was another person who burst out laughing.

Pandora couldn't hold it in and vomited.