Chapter 126 Wasteland No. 7

Isabel used her [ID card] to contact Song Shiyi using the old method.

The two met again in the parking alley.

Half an hour later, Song Shiyi appeared at the entrance of the alley in a hurry, carrying a travel bag.

Seeing Isabel under the street light, she trotted over.

"Miss Mary."

Song Shiyi's face was filled with joy: "It's great that you can come."

Today she was wearing a short grey cotton coat, a pair of high-waisted denim blue jeans, and a pair of low-top boots, making her figure look particularly slender.

"Can we go over there now and talk while walking?" Song Shiyi asked.

"Let me tell you the situation first."

Isabel said according to Lu Yao's remote instructions.

"OK."

The other party nodded: "About a month ago, the committee observed and discovered that there was a boundary-dimensional interference phenomenon in some areas of this city, and it has already reached the level where imaging can be achieved."

"Only some players can see the image, but it also means that the abnormal interference is intensifying. The committee is paying close attention and constantly conducting tests and tracking..."

In the rental house at the back, Lu Yao looked back at his bed.

The black mud monster and the dry riverbed seem to be the images left by the interference of the boundary dimension.

In the alley, Song Shiyi continued: "Two weeks ago, the committee officially determined that there are several 'cross zones' in the city."

"That is the overlapping area formed by the overlapping of boundary dimensions."

She looked worried. "We have confirmed that 17 citizens have entered the cross-zone for various reasons, and 8 of them are still stranded and missing. In the past two weeks, the committee has been searching for these missing people in various cross-zones."

"However, due to the shortage of manpower and the constant changes within the cross-belt, time is running out. If we can't get those citizens out as soon as possible, they will never get out."

"According to safety regulations and relevant procedures, the operation requires at least two people, so I thought of Miss Mary. Manpower is very scarce now, and there are very few people who are capable and can be contacted... Of course, we will pay the corresponding compensation. Don't worry, this cross belt is safe and does not require fighting."

"How many?"

"Huh?"

"Reward," Isabel said coldly.

"That... 3,000 RMB volunteer subsidy. I know that's not much, but the funding and amount determination require a complicated process, and must be reviewed and approved by higher authorities. The current committee salary management method has been using the 2003 document standards..."

"Cash."

Song Shiyi was stunned for a moment: "Really? Do you agree?"

"Um."

Isabel said: "Remuneration is a matter of principle. How much is another question."

"Very good!"

Song Shiyi couldn't help but hold Isabel's hand.

"Then let's go now. The sooner we find them, the safer they will be."

Song Shiyi walked quickly in front and led the way.

She had a clear goal in mind and kept walking, while she was still introducing Isabel further.

"Ms. Mary, this time the 'cross belt' comes from 'Wasteland No. 7'. Wasteland No. 7 is the name given to this world by the committee. It is the seventh higher dimension space observed and discovered by the committee, and wasteland is a description of its characteristics."

"It is a world that is mostly in ruins. The local civilization disappeared too long ago, and what we know about it is quite limited."

"You might think that the committee has made some mistakes again... Why is there interference and overlap in the dimension in a stable high-dimensional safety zone like the Earth? This should not happen in theory."

Song Shiyi answered her own question: "The reason is that Wasteland No. 7 is a world with a higher dimension than the Earth. It is now gradually and completely collapsing, and the lower dimensions connected to it are beginning to peel off, and it itself is also beginning to split into multiple layers... That is, the evolution of the higher dimension to the lower dimension."

"It's like a ball of tightly clenched paper. After losing the external force that solidified it, they now begin to separate from each other. The intact part floats up and merges into the lower dimension, peeling off fragmented worlds, and the rest sinks."

"The floating part had a dimension interference with our Earth above, and then there was a brief local overlap."

"The worlds of higher dimensions almost always remain relatively still. The only time they move violently is when they self-destruct and collapse."

Lu Yao silently digested the new information.

He asked through Isabel: "What monsters are there in the cross belt?"

Song Shiyi waved her hand: "There is no need to fight in Wasteland No. 7."

This made Lu Yao a little suspicious.

He saw with his own eyes the black mud monster swimming in the stone pestle.

"The only danger in Wasteland Crossing 7 is getting lost."

Song Shiyi slowed down her pace and her expression turned serious.

"The cross-bands contain images and signals left by past civilizations. Those fragmented information fold, cross, and reorganize in the chaotic time and space, gradually generating a special existence called the 'Wishing Spirit'."

"The only thing these guys can do is chatter in your ears. They are the product of chaos and disorder, and what they say is often mixed up and it is difficult to distinguish true from false."

"The Wishing Spirit looks like a large mass of glowing black clay, and has no direct ability to cause harm."

Song Shiyi paused: "But you must not believe in the 'wishing spirit'."

"If you listen to the wishing spirits and are bewitched and detained by them in various ways, once the cross belt disappears, you will never be able to leave here."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Isabel asked back: "The Wishing Spirit just speaks in your ear? Does it have other abilities?"

"No."

Song Shiyi shook her head: "If you don't believe them, they are useless. Just be careful about the time and don't stay too long."

"Once you listen to them, it's easy to get lost. So you have to go in pairs, look after each other and remind each other, which can also reduce the risk."

She suddenly stopped.

A sparrow was flying under the streetlight ahead.

It flew over lightly and landed on Song Shiyi's left shoulder, tilting its head to look at Isabel on the other side.

"The nearest cross belt is right there."

Song Shiyi raised her hand and pointed forward.

Through Isabel's eyes, Lu Yao recognized that this was the place where he rode his white horse and raced at night.

There was a highway in front of us, and a long side road next to it. After dark, there were almost no people on the surrounding streets, and even the chirping of insects was sparse.

Song Shiyi seemed to have some kind of positioning ability. She walked into the side road, walked forward ten steps, then turned left, walked another five steps, and stopped again.

She walked to a fiber optic cable junction box and motioned to Isabel, "Right here. I'll go in first."

After saying that, Song Shiyi ran towards the light box and was instantly immersed in it.

Isabel followed suit.

…

Lu Yao's vision went blank.

He felt something was wrong.

Perhaps the eyeballs are unable to transmit messages across the cross-band.

After a few seconds, his vision slowly returned to normal.

Isabel was faced with a dark and soft black mud monster, or rather, a wishing spirit.

Its body slowly shrank into a human form, with a height and build similar to Isabel, but without human facial features and a smooth face.

The Wishing Spirit said to Isabel warmly, "Beautiful lady, welcome here. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Baroye and I am very happy to lead the way for you."

It uses a wonderful language.

It was obviously composed entirely of weird and difficult syllables, but Lu Yao could understand it.

"Do you want wealth, knowledge, or power? Or even better beauty? Infinite life? Or countless lovers?"

"These Baroys can satisfy you."

"After all, we are wishing spirits that are used to fulfill wishes. Fulfilling everyone's wishes is our greatest mission and responsibility..."

Baroye rubbed his hands.

"My beautiful lady, Baroye can tell at a glance that you are a person of noble status..."

Bang! Isabel punched it in the head and it exploded.

(End of this chapter)