It took a long time for the man with a crew cut to come to his senses. Feeling the pressure all around him, he frowned subconsciously.
"The system in this mission world... hmm, is it the Force? It belongs to the Protoss civilization, and is considered a relatively advanced power system. No wonder it's so suppressed. At least half of my power has been suppressed. I guess I need to be careful." The shadow of a dark red book appeared in front of the man. He tapped his finger, checking out the historical introduction of this world: "The dominant power is the Xia Federation? Its predecessor was the Hua Kingdom four hundred years ago? Haha, another China in a parallel world... Although the situations in these parallel Chinas are very different, the names are generally similar."
Seeing familiar things, he couldn't help but complain a few words, then continued to flip through the pages: "So my current location is Mond County in the Kingdom of Lier, and the mission location is..."
Click.
As the man was flipping through the book, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground was heard.
"Who are you?"
The expression of the man with a crew cut changed, his arms turned slightly red, and extremely high heat was slowly generated.
If an outsider appears at this time and he is not your teammate, it is likely that you have encountered an enemy or a native.
"I'm just like you, an Adventer of the Crimson Book." This woman with long black hair possessed a classical oriental beauty. She directly stated her purpose: "This mission of descending in the flesh has clearly failed. Aside from me, my teammates seemed to have had bad luck and were basically buried alive."
"What? Buried alive?!"
The man retracted the red heat on his arm and frowned. The news was too shocking, making his expression extremely embarrassed.
"It's not just my teammates. Look in the Crimson Book. Have you lost contact with your teammates as well?" The woman with long black hair didn't wait for the crew-cut man to reply, but continued, "We were lucky we didn't land directly underground, otherwise we'd all be dead by now."
It is completely enclosed hundreds of meters underground and normal humans cannot survive there.
"Could it be that other adventers have arrived earlier?"
The man with a crew cut's expression changed and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
The black-haired woman shook her head and whispered, "These side quests are randomly drawn from the Dark Crimson Book. It's impossible for them to arrive early. And if someone else arrives and completes the quest early, we won't be assigned to them."
"Impossible! The mission hasn't even begun, and it's already over?!" The crew-haired man shook his head repeatedly and continued to flip through the Dark Crimson Book. He found that the list of teammates was almost completely wiped out. Then he said in a deep voice, "The Dark Crimson Book has been in operation for thousands of years and has trained countless Adventers. I've never heard of anything like this."
According to the original mission plot, the native of this world, the "Poison Frog" Weidan, used an extremely tragic blood sacrifice to resurrect his daughter who had died many years ago, and communicated with Kofi, the King of the Dead who existed in the Flame World.
But after truly communicating with Kofi, Vidan's soul was swallowed up and replaced by that huge existence, becoming one of Kofi's thousands of projections.
The plot mission they received this time was to prevent Coffey's body from opening the galaxy coordinates and truly invading this world, and to beat back its projection.
But...it was over before it even began.
It seemed that there was an unusual change somewhere in the entire mission.
"The mission plot was originally like this, but now, the Dark Crimson Book has shown that my mission has ended. It has been directly judged as a failure. I will return in three minutes."
The man with a crew cut checked his taskbar and muttered.
"The Crimson Book isn't omniscient. It's a mechanical set of rules, and errors are possible. Even if the chance of such an error is only one in ten thousand, it's clear we stumbled upon it." The tall, black-haired woman stood quietly by, her expression slightly grim. "But for such a mistake, we are the ones who ultimately bear the punishment."
Three teammates died, and two are buried underground, their lives or deaths unknown, and no one knows whether they can survive. The penalty for mission failure is really too severe.
They were almost wiped out before the mission even started. This tragic situation is simply unimaginable.
"Luckily, I'm just forming a temporary team, so the penalty for failure won't be erased." The crew-haired man glanced around, seeing only rubble and ruins. He had no idea what had happened. "Judging from the current situation, either there's an error in the Crimson Book, or... there's a change among these natives that's altered the original world plot."
To those who descended like them, the native humans of this world were just aboriginals. But everything in the aboriginal world should have been recorded in the Crimson Book, so how could such a huge mistake have occurred?
"If it's the former, then I'm unlucky, but if it's the latter..."
The man with a crew cut paused for a few seconds when he said this, but the black-haired woman next to him could understand the heaviness of his words.
The contents recorded in the Dark Crimson Book are not so much the plot of this world as they are the future destiny of this world. All things will proceed according to the destiny recorded in the book.
But if there are variables that change the predetermined fate, then this world will be out of the control of the Dark Crimson Book. However, if there is a mistake in the fate of one world, a chain reaction will occur in the dozens of worlds recorded in the entire Dark Crimson Book.
"A small change, if it alters fate enough, could trigger a large-scale chain reaction, even shaking the very foundations of the world. The Crimson Book, lacking its own consciousness, is likely on the verge of collapse." The black-haired woman took over the conversation, whispering, "And those of us who depend on the Crimson Book will suffer a catastrophic disaster."
"Who on earth is it that escaped the fate of the Dark Crimson Book?" The crew-haired man couldn't help but curse. "NPCs should just be NPCs! Isn't this just going to kill us?"
Of course, he also knew that the natives of the world were not NPCs in computer games, but real lives like himself, and that saying so was purely a derogatory term.
"We don't know much about this world, it's impossible for us to know too much..." The black-haired woman fell into deep thought. "I looked at the notice board in the hall. We just failed this side quest. There's still the real destiny quest next."
Just as the two were talking, the patrolling soldiers noticed the movement here, and immediately several strong lights came over.
"This place has been completely blocked. Where did the invaders come from?!"
A fully armed soldier, without even looking, raised his electric gun and shot directly in the direction of the man with a crew cut.
"These indigenous people..."
The man with a crew cut frowned when he saw the plasma bomb coming at him. He was about to step back to avoid it, but his vision suddenly went dark and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.
"It's time to return."
The black-haired woman saw the man with a crew cut disappear in an instant, her expression a little worried, and then her eyes suddenly went dark.
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