Chapter 422 This false world is too small

Late at night, on the outskirts of downtown.

A bloody hand broke out from the hardened ground, and along with it spurted out a sticky black liquid as thick as oil.

Soon, as the mucus spurting turned into overflowing flow, the other slightly intact hand was squeezed out.

Use both hands to push in different directions and push hard to both sides.

Accompanied by a series of teeth-grinding crunching sounds, the hard road surface deformed to an exaggerated angle and bulged high upwards.

Finally, it could no longer maintain its original structure and shattered.

Several disheveled figures crawled out of the cave that had been forcibly dug. One of them was breathing out more than breathing in. He was being supported by a metal pole by a man with only one arm and being carried forward by a large golden-haired dog.

If it’s not Lu Wenwu and the others, then who else could it be?

"Luckily, we didn't go astray. We're near the sewage river, a place we've been before. Maybe we can find the passage left by the charlatan and follow the safe passage back to the safe house he rented before. Forget it, it's still a bit uneasy. There might be surveillance."

Lu Wenwu wiped the dirt off his face and looked around with his tired body.

After determining their location, the group quickly came to the rickety bridge leading to the outside world.

Lu Wenwu fumbled around on the wall for a few times, found a spot, and dug hard inside. With his other hand, he pulled outwards suddenly. The brick and stone wall that was originally used for camouflage suddenly fell off, revealing the locked alloy door inside.

For others, this heavy door is impossible to open normally without computer control, and can only be forced open with cutting devices or explosives.

But for Lu Wenwu, he only needed to exert a little force and the heavy gate would slowly rise up.

The top above made a creaking sound of metal fatigue, and the reverse clip inside was forcibly broken off.

"Enter."

After taking a quick glance, Lu Wenwu waved his hand.

Maomao and Liu Linan immediately rushed in with Wang Banxian, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

After Lu Wenwu entered, he gently released the gate, and it fell and closed again, sealing the inside.

Only after he had done all this did he finally sit down against the wall, next to Wang Banxian, and let out a long sigh.

It's safe for now, I can take a breath.

During the day, these senior time travelers gave him several vivid lessons.

On the Rhythm of the First Attack

Technology Changes Life

The Advantages of Early Development

Without the constant replenishment of the elemental energy of heaven and earth, the strength of the extraordinary people on the mysterious side was suppressed to the extreme, and they were no match for the non-technological side.

If the technologically advanced people had developed hundreds of years earlier, the gap would have widened to a point that would make people feel desperate.

The other side simply sent a group of armed drones that could be mass-produced at any time, and Lu Wenwu and his group were forced to rely on the extremely primitive and simple method of digging the ground to escape.

confrontation?

Who are you fighting against?

There was not even a single living being on the other side, only endless machines and explosives.

This was the first time Lu Wenwu felt so powerless in a battle.

His flesh and blood, which were shattered by the explosion, began to wriggle, breaking away from the blood clots that had solidified on his clothes, trying to grow back together.

However, the lack of sufficient energy supply has put this self-repairing ability, which should have been extremely powerful, into a dilemma of being unable to cook without rice.

His condition was considered good, and these were merely superficial injuries.

Although I am so hungry that I want to eat an elephant, and I feel dizzy and my vision is black, my life is not in danger for the time being.

The spiritual power in Maomao's body dried up again, and his originally shiny fur turned black and curled up, with traces of explosions everywhere.

The nutrient paste and nutrient solution that had been stored in the demon pill space with spiritual power had been used up during the initial stages of fighting and escaping, and now it was also starving.

Liu Linan, who had always been an ordinary person, seemed pale and powerless in a battle of this level.

He just risked his life to drag back the seriously injured Wang Banxian, but in a very short time he lost his remaining flesh and blood arm, leaving only a broken steel soldier prosthesis.

Wang Banxian was the worst off.

In order to interfere with the drone cluster and create an evacuation opportunity for Lu Wenwu and Maomao who were fighting hard, he resolutely used his body to release an electromagnetic shock that was enough to interfere with the fiber optic drones, paralyzing more than half of the attack force for more than ten seconds.

It was also because of this electromagnetic shock that a large number of prosthetics in his body stopped working, and he himself was regarded as the primary target of attack by a group of unaffected drones in the distance and was subjected to a wave of concentrated fire.

His body was almost cut in half by the dense machine gun fire, and his spleen, kidneys, liver, stomach, and intestines, which had been implanted with prosthetics, were left with no visible damage.

Bulletproof fibers and subcutaneous implanted armor were as fragile as white paper in this barrage-level metal storm. Even the top-grade military-grade reinforced spine and artificial bone plates made of special alloys were broken!

Now Wang Banxian's lower body is completely paralyzed and his nerve connections are broken.

The area below the chest was a mess of blood and flesh, with biological tissue fluid trickling out. Countless tubes were exposed at the edge of the wound, and occasionally one or two sparks flashed.

Through the wounds that penetrated the body, one could see tiny black fluids like swarms of ants constantly wriggling on the blood vessels and muscle fibers, forcibly connecting the broken parts.

This is the highest grade nano-repair potion, with only a little bit of "effectiveness" left.

Faced with this level of injury, even the healing potion that costs more than a ticket to the upper city seems to be a drop in the bucket.

Fortunately, the machine gun and shrapnel did not penetrate the microreactor.

The powerful energy can also force the enhanced heart and accessory heart to pump, causing the artificial lungs to continuously compress and deliver oxygen to the brain to barely keep it alive.

Liu Linan used his prosthetic limb to touch Wang Banxian's heart and felt it for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened a medicine compartment on the opponent's left chest and manually pushed the last tube of adrenaline into the opponent's main heart.

As the last resort in desperate situations, the effect of adrenaline is immediate.

The blood pumping speed increased, the oxygen intake rate doubled, and Wang Banxian's vital signs, which had been deteriorating, were recovering at an incredible rate.

The life health radar detects the arrival of vital signs indicators, and the thinking assistance chip reawakens the brain that has fallen into hibernation.

Wang Banxian slowly opened his eyes, grimaced in pain, and immediately opened the pain editor.

With the light lit by Liu Linan's hand, his electronic prosthetic eye turned slightly, and he saw Lu Wenwu, whose face was covered in blood and whose body was as thin as a bloody man, Maomao, who looked tired, and Liu Linan, whose face was full of concern.

"Looks like we've escaped." He forced a smile. "Fifth brother, in my condition, can I still be saved?"

Lu Wenwu was startled, but he also forced a smile: "Based on our current medical conditions, it's difficult. But don't panic, your fifth brother and I have another solution."

"What?" Wang Banxian was surprised.

Lu Wenwu said quietly, "I'm going to write down a few names and numbers for you now. You must remember them well. When you see the Black and White Impermanence who come to pick you up later, tell them these."

"Don't worry, Di Ting is my old customer. The current top administrator, Meng Po, is my direct superior. I'll handle the underworld. When the time comes, tell me your name. That way, you won't suffer any more on the Yellow Springs Road. No matter if it's the Black and White Impermanence, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Impermanence, or the Yin Soldiers and Generals, they'll all give me some face."

"Don't worry once you get to Fengdu City. The normal queues and procedures to see King Qin Guang will take a long time. I'll see if I can get through quickly and then go out and find some connections for you. I'll talk to King Yama and I think he can get you a backdoor, allowing you to skip all the formalities and start your new life as a ghost straight away."

"Then I'll introduce you to a few reliable ghost messengers for one-on-one tutoring. With your ability, it shouldn't be difficult to study for a while and pass the exam to become a civil servant in the underworld. Then you can go to the Beiyin Mountain Administration and get a minor job there. You can live a peaceful and comfortable life for hundreds of years. How wonderful it would be."

Liu Linan: “.”

Although I didn't quite understand what this meant.

But if I'm not mistaken, this should be talking about what happens after death, right?

Does this mean that charlatans are completely hopeless?

Wang Banxian: “.”

Brother, you are really my dear brother!

Although I am very grateful that you have tried your best to help me smooth out the relationship in the underworld, and even give some face to the Ten Kings of Hell.

But if possible, I still want to live in the world of the living.

"So, there's really no chance for me to save him?"

Wang Banxian was amused by Lu Wenwu's serious and dry humor, and his expression looked a little strange.

“.”

The smile on Lu Wenwu's face faded, and he fell silent in an instant.

If it were any other time, he would have many ways to save Wang Banxian.

The power of holy light, the law of dreams, the extraction of life energy from other living beings, spiritual food with healing properties, and even half-baked laws of life.

Either way, it can quickly bring seriously injured people back from the brink of death to a state of being alive and kicking.

But now, he is just a body cultivator whose physical condition is almost exhausted.

Even though he possessed physical strength that rivaled that of the Tech Corps, he was unable to save his dying teammates.

"The main mission hasn't been settled yet?" Lu Wenwu asked in a depressed mood.

Wang Banxian smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Our guess may have hit the nail on the head, but without evidence, it's all just empty talk. The system won't recognize our guesses, and there's no settlement option."

The safety passage fell silent for a moment, so quiet that it was a little scary.

The breath of death permeated the place, and the invisible strong low pressure almost made it hard for people to breathe.

After a long silence, Lu Wenwu suddenly whispered, "Banxian, is your talent still useful?"

"Yes, how?" Wang Banxian nodded.

He could clearly feel that his body was getting better, his mental state was getting better and better, and the injury seemed to be moving away from him.

This is not a good phenomenon.

This means a last gasp of life, the brain is making its final all-in to say goodbye to the world in the best condition.

He doesn't have much time left.

"I have an idea that I need to verify. Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Lu Wenwu threw down a sentence without any context, dragged his weak body to his feet, and rushed out of the safety passage at an extremely fast speed.

He is running, running wildly.

However, the direction was not the downtown area which was likely to be fully monitored, but outside the city.

That endless plain with desolate countryside.

Lu Wenwu just kept running in the same direction.

Suddenly, without any warning, he stepped on empty air, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in the void by some force.

Unable to move forward, unable to move up, unable to move left, unable to move right.

The only way forward is to step back onto the ground you last stepped on.

Lu Wenwu suddenly laughed.

He gazed into the distance, at the desolate wilderness before him, at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and shook his head with a smile.

It's just a sticker.

He had already reached the border of the "world", but he had only run less than three kilometers and could not even see what the end of the sewage river looked like.

This world is unexpectedly small.

There is nothing wrong with making your own egg-filled pancakes.

There is nothing wrong with my cooking method.

There is no problem with the ingredients.

It has always been this world that has the problem.

The expressiveness of the law is still within the "ability to understand" of this false world, and can reproduce the power of the dream law intact.

However, the spiritual food egg-filled pancake at the [Skills Nearly at the Tao] level has already exceeded the cognition of this world. It is something that it cannot understand or simulate at all.

"There's something special about this world."

Floating in the void at the border of the world, Lu Wenwu murmured.

“The reality built in the illusion is like the real world built in the virtual world like Sword Art Online.

"Digitally compiled souls, digital ghosts that suddenly appear without warning, so this is what it's all about. It's like a futuristic sci-fi online game in a fantasy work."

"Reality built on illusion is also reality. 1s and 0s construct this binary world. What the eyes of true vision see is indeed the appearance of reality, but who could have imagined that the world itself is built on illusion?"

"So, the direction I anticipated was probably wrong. Perhaps the shackles are actually this world itself."

"The current information and clues are not enough. I still need to conduct a few final verifications. I need more information."

"Information from this world, information from the real world!"

Lu Wenwu's body, which was on the verge of limit, burst out with a speed even faster than before. Almost in an instant, he was back to the safe passage and in front of the dying Wang Banxian.

He knelt on one knee, leaned forward, and asked firmly: "Banxian, look at the place where I am dead now."

Wang Banxian's eyes suddenly widened, and a surprising look burst out from his originally lifeless eyes.

He almost used up the last bit of strength in his body and hoarsely roared out a name:

"Eternal Divine Capital!"

"Good! Very good!"

Lu Wenwu felt relieved and laughed out loud.

(End of this chapter)