As a player, can you be normal?

Chapter 807 The Long-Awaited Race Advancement

It took Sister Hei a few minutes to calm down.

Faced with the requests made by Li Nuo and Xiao Wu, she didn't know what to do.

"Regarding Atkinson, I need to investigate and then report to my superiors."

"You know this is deceiving yourself."

It was the timid Piek who spoke, pointing out the most crucial issue: "Nobody knows who else can be trusted by Bayer Kinworth."

The existence of the Healing Church was likely known to the higher-ups at Bayerkinworth long ago, and Miaham also came from Bayerkinworth, so the answer is obvious.

Bayer Kinworth College is the root of all evil.

“I have only one request,” Li Nuo stated. “No matter what happens in the future, I need you all to live well as witnesses, so please refrain from saying anything more.”

“What do you mean?” Lennie asked.

“I can connect everything for you. But before that, I need to invite a guest in.” Li Nuo said, standing up and walking to Sister Hei’s table, pressing the bell to summon the fishman guards.

After the door opens.

The merman guard stood at the door, picking his nose and staring into the room with a look of utter idiocy: "What?!"

Adam became alert; the fish-man was emanating an intensity they had never encountered before, far exceeding the intensity of the world.

Its strength is not much different from that of Miaham now, and it is still far from the peak of the Succubus King, but it is enough to crush everyone in the room.

“Sister Black,” Li Nuo asked, “I remember you said that this fish-man guard is a ‘shark alien’ left behind by Miss Bulma, and I heard that he has some kind of ‘cosmic emperor gene’. Although he has some mental issues, if something happens in the prison, he will eat up the troublemakers along with us.”

“Yes,” Blackie replied.

"Why haven't Xiao Wu and I seen any creatures similar to it during our travels across the continent?" Li Nuo paused. "Where did it come from?"

As he recounted the truth of the world to the dead player, his mind was also working in sync. Even though the mask wasn't on his face and he couldn't see the murloc data, the answer had already surfaced.

The fishman remained standing at the doorway, motionless.

Adam, who was sitting in the chair, grabbed Li Nuo's wrist and said, "Be careful."

"Understood." Li Nuo said with a smile, "This fishman brother won't hurt us, because the time hasn't come yet, right? An observer from the Dragon Ball world, or rather, what else should I call you?"

The fish-man remained silent, but its pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

Li Nuo said, "Miaham seems to know something. That great demon is hiding something. You can't completely trust a demon's words and actions... But eyes don't lie. What was that micro-expression you were making just now?"

The fishman went inside and silently closed the door.

Xiao Wu bent down, ready to fight at any moment. She didn't know what Li Nuo had discovered, but she had to help her companion.

Even Adam was like that.

Only the trio in the courtroom were isolated outside, and they didn't understand what had happened.

This fish-man was an experimental product of the upper echelons, a collaborative experimental project of the Bulma Trading Company. Because it was almost brainless and only had brute force, after a while, no one took the fish-man seriously. After all, there are many strange and wonderful things in the world.

But the fishman's current behavior proves Li Nuo's guess.

It walked up to Li Nuo, and their eyes met for a long time.

Li Nuo stood up and sat down at the trial table with Xiao Wu, while the fishman sat in the "prisoner" chair they had just been in.

"What do you want to ask?" the merman asked blankly.

"You mean, you want me to tell you what I know?" Li Nuo said, "The black technology in this world is very advanced, even having capsules to contain ancient gods, but dreams still exist everywhere. Ancient gods can't be mass-produced, right? The Bulma Trading Company is on another continent, and the surface of the Sumeru Continent is extremely closed, but it still interacts with the Trading Company. Miaham has been causing trouble here for a hundred years, spanning two continents. Neither the Bulma Trading Company nor the world's government organizations, and oh right, nor the believers in theology, have dealt with her."

He picked up Sister Hei's teacup, took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then continued speaking.

"Don't tell me it's because that great demon Miaham can change things. My friend created a Steam game where the electronic faith generated by the succubus easily made Miaham nervous. This means that because of the other worldview brought by Bulma, the great demon Miaham's divine power is insufficient to shake the 'truth and falsehood'. I fully believe that you can kill her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have hidden herself away."

"So, back to the truth, nobody did anything about Miaham. The fragmentation of the political system, the oddities of the Continental Trade, it's like the 'flawed worldview' that the paper dolls on the screen experienced when I was playing games."

Li Nuo did not reveal the most important thing.

It was the Cairo aliens of the "Redemption Corridor" who told him that the whole world was a large experimental site, but it was only after Li Nuo deduced everything that had just happened that he had the information updated in the Corridor Working Group.

"I'm thinking about something. The first, second, and third eras are real, so some things from them have been preserved by later generations. The world in the painting is a tool for space travel, which is useful. Dreams are a virtual brainwave world, which is useful. If you connect these two things together, virtual games or the television entertainment industry could also be a large-scale experimental field."

The fish-man remained silent.

Li Nuo had no choice but to continue speaking.

"Assuming what I said above is true, then there should be something buried in this world as the 'host'. The safest place, of course, is the hidden First Era."

"Today is January 2, 1888. Three days later, on January 5, Fenrir caused an irreversible risk, leading the world into the Fourth Age. That risk was probably because he entered the world of the First Age and saw your 'mainframe' there."

“You are things of Bulma’s world, explorers above this world.”

Li Nuo licked his lips.

"The whole world is an enormous dream."

boom--!
The fishman suddenly pounced, swept the table aside, grabbed Li Nuo's head, and shoved him into the wall.

Xiao Wu quickly drew Lenny's saw knife, placing the serrated blade against the fishman's shoulder.

"Let him go."

"Xiao Wu, it's alright."

Li Nuo was pinned against the wall, a wild smile playing on his lips. The fishman moved, which meant he was right.

“I used to be a dream hunter. I know that to end a dream, you need to kill the root cause of the dream. It could be a person or a strange thing, but the same thing is that as long as you cut off the trajectory of its fate with a knife and crush the core of the nightmare, you can make the dream come to an abrupt end.”

The fishman's eyes remained completely devoid of emotion.

"The core of this world's nightmare is not Miaham, nor history, but you. This is a dream that is impossible to hunt down. If I want to end this world's nightmare, how about you make a deal?"

Faced with Li Nuo's suggestion, the fishman loosened his grip on Li Nuo's head a little.

"Do you want me to explain it more clearly...? The whole world should be divided into three levels: the present world, which is like the world now; the future, the fourth era that started on January 5, 1888 (where Zoro is); and the high-dimensional observers, which are the scientists in the Dragon Ball world related to Bulma."

The fishman's pupils emitted a blue light.

"Yes."

It opened its enormous mouth, which was covered in fangs, and made a sound.

"How do you know so many hidden details?"

It refers to the idea that the world is a giant dream, information that was actually found by the Cairo aliens' working group.

"It's possible that I'm also a higher-dimensional being."

As soon as Li Nuo finished speaking, the fishman released his grip and threw him to the ground.

Xiao Wu quickly stepped in front of Li Nuo to block him, and Adam also grabbed his weapon. The two of them stood behind Li Nuo, facing the fishman directly. But the fishman turned around, brushed past the bewildered Blackie and the others, sat back down in the prisoner's chair, and then took out a box of capsules from his pocket, conjuring up a cigar.

Snapped.

Call ~
The cigar was lit, and he took a puff; the smoke condensed into a sentence in the air.

"The world within a painting is a great invention. Each painting is a parallel universe, and history is full of possibilities. However, on January 5, 1888, it will inevitably be destroyed."

The smoke dissipated, reforming into new characters.

“We have been observing for a long time, trying to find a way to make the world continue. Otherwise, everything in this sandbox will vanish. Miaham, this woman, we cannot capture. Even if we have thought of many ways, the best outcome is that she will take the world down with her life. The Fourth Age will definitely come, and all life in this world will come to an end.”

The smoke dissipates, and the words are reassembled.

"Unfortunately, we are isolated by a firewall-like barrier. Only a few people can enter this world, and those people can only observe it like I do, without being able to correct it."

The firewall-like structure is actually the World Tree.

Only beings with weak abilities can cross the World Tree to enter this place.

The smoke dissipates, and the words are reassembled.

"I am called 'Life Probe Demon Unit 1,' and I am a medium. The person who is telling you these things is in another universe. We cannot tell you our purpose, but we do not wish for the end of civilization. We want to see the development patterns of the multiverse. However, there is a problem with the foundation of this world because we have replicated a larger world within a painting. Therefore, the world you are in now is actually a large-scale dream that is constantly repeating, starting from the current Third Era and ending on January 5, 1888."

"We don't want to know who you are."

"But from this painting, we see something unexpected, which may be you travelers from another world."

"And you, with your inexplicable energy fluctuations, with the veins of countless worlds flowing through you, is why I appeared in this painting, just to see what special travelers can do."

"Before we begin negotiations, answer one question: how exactly did you discover us?"

Li Nuo stared calmly at the other person.

"Idiot, I found nothing. I've been talking nonsense all along, but you guys have just told the truth."

The room was quiet.

Suddenly, Xiao Wu and Adam burst out laughing.

Neither Blackie nor the beings behind the fishman understood why they were laughing, because they didn't know that Li Nuo had gotten to where he was by deception and trickery; the "Residual Blood" had returned.

Li Nuo let out a long breath: "Alright, I don't care about the rest. I'll help you solve the problem. As long as you kill Miaham and prevent the disappearance of the Third Era, the world can continue, you can continue to observe the multiverse, and this world can escape the dream and enjoy peace and joy."

The merman took a deep drag on his cigar and exhaled the smoke: "What kind of contract do you want to sign with us?"

"Forget about contracts, I hate those things. They're like those boring office worker scumbags." Li Nuo said, "I'll do the work, but I can't guarantee the results. As for the reward you give me... well, you can decide what it is based on your capabilities."

“We will contact you once you reach the ‘host’ of the First Era.” The merman’s last wisps of smoke formed these words, then it slowly lowered its head and made an “OK” gesture, signifying a pleasant cooperation.

At this moment, the trio of Black Sisters were completely bewildered.

Sister Hei said, "Our lives are all dreams, all predetermined scripts..."

Li Nuo said, "It won't be like that for long. Didn't you entrust me with saving the world? I promised you."

Blackie paused for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry... thank you."

She shouldn't have doubted Li Nuo.

……

world Tree.

Management Roundtable.

The demon god and the Valkyrie remained silent. They had just fought, and the round table was a mess. The immortal war demon was cleaning up the debris.

In fact, the administrators are more concerned with the scenarios outside the World Tree. Although those scenarios haven't started yet, their trump cards are already there.

Only the other side of "death" is paying attention to the progress of scripts below level 99.

He looked at Judge Hugh Farrell.

The judge shrugged: "Hey... why are you looking at me like that?"

“You’ve messed with someone even more bizarre than Karl,” the old man said with a grin. “I’d like to see how you plan to deal with that kid.”

A crescent-shaped smile appeared on the judge's mask: "I love peace."

The demon god spread his five fingers: "Don't insult peace."

boom--!
A burst of light struck the judge, instantly turning his body to ashes. He then reformed in mid-air, covering his mouth and laughing.

"Hahahaha! Galdella, you think you can fight me?"

"I just want to hit you."

The war demon blocked their way.

"You two, stop fighting!"

Chaos erupted again inside the round table.

……

The perspective returns to the script.

1887 12 Month 3 Day.

Li Nuo and Xiao Wu returned to this timeline. Because they helped Death complete a hidden mission, according to the contract, the player who died would give them half of the [World's Treasure].

It's actually just a reagent.

Gene Activation Reagent

[Quality: Epic]

[Effect: Permanent enhancement injection, a gene-enhancing agent that targets the "race"]

[Brief Description: The ultimate creation of the Bulma Trading Company after their research on the ancient gods... To date, everyone who has been injected with it has died.]

[Usage Requirements: Special racial bonuses, curse resistance ≥ 50%, constitution ≥ 420, severe personality flaws, multi-soul construct]

Without hesitation, Li Nuo injected the reagent into her arm.

Race code activated

[The race's "Silver Staff" begins to upgrade]

……

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