Chapter 105 Welcome to the Narrow Path of Fate


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Chapter 105 Welcome to the Narrow Path of Fate

Star God, calling my name, wanting me to come in?

"Where did this news come from?" I asked in confusion. Could it be that the pioneers transmitted the wrong message?

Or maybe she finally felt that simulating the universe was too difficult and was ready to get me involved in the practice?

Of course, I don't necessarily want to question this conclusion, but saying this always makes me feel like a national-level official who I only see in the news suddenly asks to see me.

And at the level of Star God, it has to be mythical.

While thinking, Heita replied, "We can read the terminal log of the pioneer test simulation universe. The result currently displayed is only one sentence - let General Jingyuan come in."

The statement with a name and a surname sounds more terrifying, but fortunately, the dimension has not been broken yet, so let's say "Let the fake Jing Yuan come over."

...But what if this is the underlying meaning? I thought a little uneasily, and then looked at Screw-Gum who obviously had something to say.

"This is the feedback we received from both systems at 0:37:11." Without paying special attention to the time, ScrewGum can accurately report the data, "And the probability of terminal logs being tampered with is 12.69% - this is not a low number."

But no matter whether the final result comes through communication or tampering, it is ultimately related to me.

I guess this is why Black Tower and the others asked me to come here as much as possible.

"But if this result was tampered with, does that mean someone wanted to trick him into a simulated universe?" "Yan Qing", who recalled the Lord of Silent Hill, asked seriously.

As he said this, he blinked at me again, as if asking: Are you sure that guy really won't come to cause trouble?

I nodded to him heavily as a sure confirmation.

After all, those past memories are not in vain. Even though the world changes with each reincarnation, the basic rules and theories will not change.

"There are only a few people who can break through our defense network and invade the simulated universe." Black Tower said in a matter-of-fact tone.

In response, Ruan Mei calmly added, "Only for humans."

Black Tower snorted coldly and asked ScrewGum bluntly, "Of the 12.69%, what percentage is human?"

After that, she waved her hand again, "Forget it, I don't care about this."

"I don't know if that guy has mentioned to you that she entered the simulated universe as Akivelli, both to attract the Star God and as a form of protection, but now she has been exposed." She looked at me with one hand on her waist and said casually, "If you need an identity, I can import the data now. If not, the simulated universe is still running and you can enter at any time."

"Let's start now." I stood on the blue circle, looked at "Yan Qing" below and said solemnly, "The safety of reality is in your hands."

When I stepped into the simulated universe, inexplicable and strange colors filled my vision. When I came to my senses again, everything around me was silent.

Doesn’t the simulated universe also have regions? I stepped into the void and saw a blurry green icon in the distance, like in a game.

As the only visible color guide, I moved closer to the icon, as if I had really passed through several levels of areas, and the void around me changed several times.

It's as if the simulated area has collapsed completely, but in reality there are still gaps between them.

The green became clearer and clearer, and finally when the scene changed again, it was clear enough to see the contents: 1P

The pioneer with the icon above his head was lying on the ground, his body repeatedly disintegrating and reconstructing, but he could still greet me cheerfully when he saw me, "General, this way!"

As she spoke, her figure became transparent and then solidified again. At first glance, it looked like a slowly flashing LED light.

I don't know if Xing had no intention of getting up, or if she simply couldn't get up at this moment. To be on the safe side, I half-knelt on the ground and looked at her, without rashly touching her. "What's the situation now?"

"Well, probably dying and coming back to life?" She sat up neatly with her legs crossed, blinked at her illusory body again, and looked up again in confusion, "General, were you like this at the time?"

I didn't answer her question, but continued to ask, "Are you feeling any discomfort? Like pain, or loss of consciousness?"

Even at this time, she still had the energy to complain, "These are two completely different reactions, right?"

Then she shook her head again and responded, "None."

I looked at her intently, and just as I was about to stand up, my wrist was suddenly grabbed and brought closer.

"Could it be that you..." The pioneer's usually lively golden eyes were filled with majesty and scrutiny that had never existed before, followed by coldness and compassion, and finally curiosity and smile.

But no matter how things change, that feeling of oppression never fades away.

"I got you."

At that moment, I immediately broke free from her restraints and took two steps back, looking at "Star" and laughing, and the entire universe was laughing, "Aha! Does this sound more familiar?"

After laughing, He used the pioneer’s body, or data, to say loudly, “This moment is when all the stars gather together.”

As these words came out, the icon above its head suddenly disappeared, and the void around it was painted with color again.

A flame-like orange-yellow beam of light suddenly pierced through the darkness, and spiraling ribbons of light patterns lingered around it like a stairway to heaven.

The nebula dust below obscures the entrance, and countless meteorite fragments flow and turn quietly in orbit around it.

Then, the colors of the stars flooded into the illuminated background, every galaxy, every planet...

“He” returned to his true form and saluted ostentatiously with his overlapping red mask, “Welcome to — the narrow space of fate.”

A golden thread of light appeared under his feet, guiding the way forward, and Aha had arrived at his destination in the blink of an eye.

"Why can't the Star God keep his feet on the ground?" Aha easily pierced through my thoughts and spoke them out with great emotion, "Oh, what an interesting idea."

Then, He answered again, "But I am just a bunch of masks, I don't have any feet."

The pitiful tone did not seem out of place at all when it came to the inhuman Aha.

"Maybe this is joy!" Ahab pointed out my inner thoughts again, floating in front of me in an instant, sobbing, "Oh, dear, I am so sad. Is your definition of joy so narrow?"

This is certainly not a definition, but the player... I immediately stopped my thoughts, but a sentence suddenly popped up in my mind: Insight into the joy of life.

"That's right, that's it. It seems I didn't find the wrong person." All the eye holes of his mask looked at me, and I couldn't help laughing in my heart despite the creepy feeling.

There's nothing funny about this. The brain clearly recognizes this, but the feeling of pleasure still continues to overflow.

The dark blue arrow cut through the stars, and after falling, it brought with it waves of inertia and finally stopped in front of Aha.

Is this a threat? I stared at the arrows on the ground that turned into points of light and disappeared, thinking silently.

Unexpectedly, Aha moved directly behind me. I don’t know which mask he used to press heavily against my back. He said to the sky as if he was playing a gun-wielding villain in a TV show, “Hahahaha, crazy! I knew that all the hunters are crazy!”

This is a threat. I thought so as I looked at the empty space of my destiny.

Ahanuo behind me took out a mask. Although it could move on its own, he used a spring to push the mask in front of me.

The red mask swayed under the action of the spring, and the curved eyebrows looked more like a mockery, "Ah, it seems that the one you believe in is not willing to come forward to save you."

"I have no faith, so what you say is of no use." I closed my eyes and tried not to look at the mask that was protruding from my face.

...Just bring someone to divert Aha's attention. I am just an ordinary person and do not deserve His attention.

As if I heard this prayer, I saw the familiar figure who had glanced at me before - the pharmacist.

He was still sitting in that familiar posture, his gentle face full of holiness and compassion, green vines full of vitality entwined between His arms, and then He extended an invitation to me.

"That won't do!" Ah Ha yelled.

Dolls, gift boxes, playing cards... all the small things turned into hands, imprisoning me beside Him. "This person was brought by Aha."

The next second, I felt the scene in front of my eyes blur, and when I looked again, I saw the arrow sinking into the ground, leaving only a piece of tail feather that could vaguely allow people to distinguish what had just happened.

——After giving the warning, the patrol officer shot a second arrow.

It was not known whether Lan was successfully led into the game by Aha, or was chasing the pharmacist all the way, but in the end, Lan arrived at this venue.

The dark blue armor reflected flowing patterns among the stars. The fluttering long hair and the longbow in his hand moved and was still, bringing with them endless coldness and murderousness.

I looked up at Him, and when I saw the wheel marks behind him, I inexplicably thought of a sentence: The Emperor's Bow dazzled seven wheelchairs at the speed of light.

"Hahaha, interesting idea. Has He ever heard you say this before?" Ah Ha imitated the sound of clapping in praise. "Or should I help you relay it?"

......That's not necessary.

Aha sighed regretfully, "Okay, okay, after all, Aha is the most considerate."

"But this kind of behavior that breaks the rules of the game..." Ah Ha tightened his grip on me a little more, and then laughed as Lan paused, "It's really interesting!"

"After all, who made it our rule that there are no rules?"

After saying that, He pushed those small gifts, controlled the force and threw me out, at such a fast speed that I felt like I had turned into a meteorite falling from the universe into the atmosphere.

It was not until my back hit something hard and I successfully braked and fell to the ground that the burning sensation that almost suffocated me gradually faded away.

It is estimated that it should have flown for more than twenty seconds. With such kinetic energy, he was still alive. He should be thankful that he was just a conscious being at this time.

Wait, what exactly did I hit? After it was blocked abruptly, there wasn't even a sound of it breaking?

I really wanted to look back, but the simulated universe was also real enough, so with my current body, I was unable to get up.

......This can’t be a collision with a star god, right?

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