Lu Ban placed his hand on the hard shell, and at the same time, the flesh and blood gradually dissolved.

He discovered that this material had an extremely dense structure, and the repulsive force between molecules almost disappeared, causing it to form an absolutely sealed structure. With such a material, let alone steel plates, you can even drill through the earth.

It is really difficult to destroy this layer of shell from the outside by physical means.

However, Lu Ban is not an ordinary person.

On the shell, illusory words appear.

[Material from a foreign land, the fruit of Octopusmane science and technology. Don't bite it with your teeth, or you'll knock your front teeth off.]

[Don't have bold ideas, this thing is far beyond your imagination]

[Unfortunately, it cannot defend against mental attacks]

[It is very good as a mirror, it can reflect your handsome appearance]

Above these words, a silver pen [Last Words] appeared in Lu Ban’s right hand.

After flipping through the instructions for a while, Lu Ban began to write on them.

[In order to prevent people inside from being unable to get out, the developer left a backdoor]

Then he came behind the "egg".

The wriggling flesh passed through an area there and found a subtle entrance.

This entrance cannot allow things to pass through physically, but it can be used to mentally interfere with the people inside.

Lu Ban filled that area with some flesh and blood, and then closed his eyes.

…

…

Meanwhile, in Urukluk's mental labyrinth, his mind was dormant.

Located in the deepest part of the maze, no one can reach here.

Urukluk saw that the old man with gray hair was advancing in the maze. He had a strong spirit and had broken through several traps set by Urukluk.

Bang——

There was another loud bang, and Plato was locked in an iron house.

The house is made of heavy steel on all sides and has no windows, making it look indestructible.

Plato looked at a tentacle on the ground and realized that this was another trap.

"The defense in the field of consciousness is excellent. This person is not from our world..."

As Plato spoke, countless illusory symbols appeared in his eyes.

"It's a pity that he doesn't understand the meaning of my name."

Splitting consciousness is indeed a good way to block pollution. The cost is just giving up part of your sanity and replacing it with other types of mental attacks. This method can indeed protect the core consciousness from being invaded.

But what Plato saw was not a false real world, but a real ideal world.

In an ideal world, the appearances of all things are stripped away, leaving only the essence.

For example, the tentacle in his hand was actually disguised as the consciousness of Uruk-Krug, which lured Plato into the trap. This was the [False Uruk-Krug].

But in the ideal world, the appearance is stripped away, and the [false Urukluk] is still Urukluk.

In other words, any clone of Urukluk is equivalent to his original body.

If Uruk-e-Luk knew Plato's ability, he would probably have to use other things to replace himself, or even prevent any information related to himself from appearing at all.

But now, it's too late.

Plato exerted force on his hands, pinching the wriggling tentacle.

Deep in the maze, Urukluk suddenly felt a piercing pain.

The touch was like a substance, piercing his body, which made the octopus man feel incredible.

"He was actually able to hurt me through something related to me?"

At the same time, the octopus man, who had been through many battles and seen all kinds of storms, also reacted.

He immediately split his own consciousness and completely abandoned the part that was eroded by Plato.

[You split your soul, Sanity -1]

The system prompt text flashed by in the field of vision.

Urukluk didn't care about so many things at this time and immediately took decisive action.

In Plato's hand, the tentacle immediately withered and turned into powder.

"Did you find it?"

He realized that his opponent was indeed very experienced and could identify the problem in an instant.

Scanning the surroundings, Plato quickly found a path.

He took a step forward easily.

In reality, Plato is still trapped in the maze of his mind, but in the ideal world, there is no obstacle in front of him, because the maze of the mind itself is a false appearance and it does not exist.

Therefore, Plato only needed one step to walk out of the fence and into the intricate walls.

"The next thing is..."

Just as Plato was about to look for a breakthrough, he suddenly saw a figure falling from the sky.

"Um?"

He was about to attack, but found that this was a human being, and someone he had seen before.

"You are...Mr. Lu Ban?"

Plato recognized the other person.

But at the same time, new doubts arose.

Because Lu Ban was wearing a neat suit at this time, he had a golden pocket watch in his hand and a pair of rabbit-like ears on his head.

"Hello, Mr. Plato, I'm Lu Ban."

Lu Ban said seriously.

Soon, he noticed his ears from Plato's eyes.

"This? I think since we have entered the consciousness space, we should dress in a way that suits the scene."

As Lu Ban spoke, he grabbed his rabbit ears with his hands and lifted them up.

The ear left his head.

"Look, it's fake."

"?"

Although Plato did not understand, he was greatly shocked.

"To put it simply, Mr. Plato, this guy is an enemy from another world. He polluted the rainwater and turned humans into those weird zombies. He also has weapons of mass destruction. We must get rid of him quickly."

Lu Ban briefly explained the whole story.

Plato glanced at Lu Ban, wanting to confirm through the ideal world whether what Lu Ban said was true, but before his eyes moved over, Lu Ban stopped him.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Plato, I suggest you not use your abilities to see me, it's for your own good."

After hearing Lu Ban's words, Plato quickly thought of the millions of incarnations that almost made him lose his sanity. Being a smart man, he immediately connected them with Lu Ban.

The illusory symbols in Plato's eyes disappeared.

"Very good, we need to take care of him now."

Lu Ban said with a smile.

"He has divided his mind into several parts. I can use the ideal world to find his main consciousness."

Plato said that for some reason, this young man exuded an invisible sense of oppression, which made Plato feel as heavy as a mountain.

“Good idea.”

Lu Ban clapped his hands, but then spoke again.

"But I have another idea."

He raised his hand, indicating the intricate maze and high walls.

"This is his spiritual space, right?"

Hearing Lu Ban's words, Plato nodded hesitantly.

"Then why don't we just blow up everything here, and that will solve most of the problems?"

"?"

Plato looked at Lu Ban, not knowing for a moment who was the dangerous visitor from another world.