Han Li's heart tightened. An overwhelming sense of fear came from nowhere and suddenly broke down his psychological defenses.
He stretched out his hand towards the other person in a panic, as if he wanted to grab something urgently, but before his fingertips touched the other person's collar, the young man standing in front of him suddenly seemed to have all his strength drained away, and fell to the ground.
Han Li stood there in a daze, his pale fingertips frozen in mid-air, as if time had frozen and his breathing had stopped.
The people around were already stunned by the rapidly changing situation. At this moment, they didn't know what to do and just stood there stupidly.
It was as if everything was stagnant in this closed space, and one could almost hear the sound of air flowing in the silent study.
At this moment, the young man lying on the ground suddenly moved, slowly stood up, looked around in shock and confusion, with a blank expression: "Where is this..."
Han Li stared at Meng Mingxuan, who had a strange expression in front of him, and the emotion on his face slowly cooled down, as if the surging waves on the sea suddenly returned to silence. The loss of composure just now was deeply hidden in his eyes, sinking into the bottomless abyss. His fingers that were suspended in the air tightened, and then he restrainedly put them back to his side.
He didn't even look at Meng Mingxuan who was lying on the ground.
The soul he loved had left the body in front of him, and the man now was nothing more than an empty shell to him.
Han Li gestured to Lin Ziyu and said indifferently:
"Take him away."
Lin Ziyu had not yet recovered from the shock just now. He was stunned for a long while before he realized the content of Han Li's order. The people behind him slowly approached Meng Mingxuan who was lying on the ground. After all, they had just seen this seemingly frail young man knock down their four brothers to the ground in less than ten seconds. However, what was beyond their expectations was that although the opponent struggled and shouted in panic when he was surrounded and approached, and even punched and kicked, he did not have any of his previous power and skills. Even though they did not dare to use too much force out of awe and fear of Han Li's attitude, Meng Mingxuan was easily taken out of the study by them.
After the commotion, the study became quiet again.
Lin Ziyu's gaze swept over Han Zhuang, Bian Xianjing and Han Zizhuo, the three people who were silent as a cicada. They had already become like frost-bitten eggplants, huddled in the corner in fear and cowering, afraid that other people's attention would fall on them. They no longer had the arrogant and domineering attitude they had before. Looking at these people, Lin Ziyu couldn't help but flash a trace of contempt in his eyes.
He took a step forward and spoke cautiously:
"Um...Brother Han, how are you going to deal with these three?"
Han Li glanced coldly at the three people not far away, and then withdrew his gaze indifferently, as if they were just insignificant ants on the road, not even worthy of his attention. He said: "Submit the evidence in our hands to the relevant departments and let them deal with their cases first. Murder, kidnapping, commercial fraud, so many charges, enough to make them spend the rest of the year in prison."
Lin Ziyu lowered his eyes to hide the shock in his eyes.
He knew how long Han Li had been planning for today's revenge. To be honest, he did not agree with Han Li killing these three people personally. Although these people deserved to die, it was not worth getting his hands dirty for them. It would be easy to leave traces when dealing with the bodies to cover up the tracks or even killing them to silence them. It would be too easy to leave handles, which would leave the entire organization vulnerable to attack. However, although he advised Han Li several times, both openly and secretly, Han Li would not listen.
His hatred was so intense and deep that he would not let it go until he saw the blood of his enemy.
But... what Lin Ziyu didn't expect was.
There really is someone who can pull him back from the brink of extremes and even encourage him to solve the problem in the most rational way.
It's simply a miracle.
Lin Ziyu nodded in agreement and winked at the people behind him. Several subordinates in black suits pulled down Han Zhuang, who had already lost all hope and had a gloomy face, as well as Bian Xianjing and Han Zizhuo, who were lying on the ground crying. Then, in order to organize the evidence in hand and deal with the subsequent matters, Lin Ziyu followed those people out after getting Han Li's permission.
The luxurious study was empty.
Only Han Li was left standing alone in the middle of the room.
His back was straight, his face was silent, and in his pale hands he held the black handle of a staff, like a king holding his scepter.
"one."
As soon as the emotionless mechanical sound fell, Shen Kong felt a black screen in front of his eyes.
The dizzy feeling of the world spinning, accompanied by a tearing pain, came like a tidal wave, cutting the nerves inch by inch like a file.
It seemed as if the endless darkness and pain were compressed into just a few seconds, and yet seemed to be stretched to the end of eternity, to the end of time.
When he came back to his senses, he found himself standing in a pure white space without any other colors. The vast space without edges stretched endlessly into the distance. The almost dazzling white color made Chen Kong squint his eyes slightly. It took him a long time to finally adapt to the scorching and monotonous paleness here.
Shen Kong looked down at his hands.
His fingers were long and strong, with dense old scars all over the palms and backs of his hands. Some were so light that no traces could be seen, while others were still hideous and deep. His fingertips were rough, and his knuckles had thick calluses from long-term gun holding. His bone texture was so familiar, like a handy weapon.
This is his original body.
He was even still wearing the same clothes he had worn before he arrived.
Shen Kong was not too surprised, he raised his eyebrows and let his hands hang at his sides.
At this moment, he heard a voice suddenly ring out, echoing in this vast space. The voice was neither male nor female, and the specific gender could not be heard, nor was it known where it came from: "Welcome Correction Officer 0893, we have detected that you have applied to the studio, and the studio has responded to you. Do you want to receive the information transmission?"
——He hadn’t expected this.
It turned out that the correctional assistant had actually submitted his questions to the headquarters, and they actually agreed to respond.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said:
"take over."
His voice seemed to travel far away the moment it came out, echoing in the empty and pale space, scaring even Shen Kong himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Kong felt a familiar pain in his head, as if an ice pick was driven straight into the depths of his brain, causing a wave of intense pain. Then, a large amount of information instantly flooded into his mind. The huge flow of information that was difficult to process in time made him dizzy. He staggered subconsciously, but quickly steadied himself and slowly recovered from such a complex ocean.
Shen Kong digested and understood the information that was stuffed into his mind, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.
His guess was correct to some extent.
But it is not entirely realistic.
Just as introduced at the beginning, the Correcting Three Views Studio is a high-dimensional studio that spans multiple dimensions.
But it is not the only one. In addition to it, there are many other studios belonging to the same entertainment company, such as role-playing studios, scum-abuse studios, etc. They put trained experiencers into a small world formed by novels as the basis and medium, and perform various tasks to experience various lives to satisfy the curiosity of residents in higher planes, and then evaluate and reward them according to the scores.
However, gradually, the novel plane, which was originally obediently under the control of the higher plane, developed on its own.
Everything that has not been mentioned in the original text is improving itself at a rapid speed, eventually forming a complete worldview, and beginning to exclude the entry of residents from higher planes. The studio is unable to figure out what happened to the small world staff without direct intervention, and can only select characters from the sub-plane that is also the world of the novel to enter it, and use this as a medium for detection.
And Chen Kong was the one chosen.
Like Han Li, he is also a character in the book.
It's just that they belong to different novels.
The same settings in their respective worlds are derived from the higher-level planes, while the completely different species, terrains and landscapes are the products of self-improvement and development of their respective planes.
At this moment, a huge screen suddenly lit up in the boundless white before his eyes, extending infinitely into the distance. The screen was filled with densely packed small screens, each showing a completely different scene. There were many words flashing across the screen at a rapid speed, dazzling the eyes. Shen Kong only had time to catch a few pieces of information that passed by his eyes:
Bai**ing: "??? It's a big holiday, I'll cry for you, believe it or not? But I firmly believe that my brother Kong will be sweet in the sequel."
Su**juan: "No, my Li Zi is too miserable. It's been twenty years. She's going to cry. Brother Kong, please come back soon."
You**Mo: "Ah ...
Several cameras floating in the air slowly appeared around him, each aimed at Shen Kong who was standing there.
It seems... like a live broadcast.
Chen Kong searched the information that was forced into his mind. It turned out that in order to make this trip of selecting sub-plane characters to enter the sub-plane profitable for the company, the entire mission process was broadcast live with paid footage that did not involve the privacy of the characters, just like... some kind of reality show.
At this moment, the emotionless mechanical voice spoke:
"Points assessment begins."
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