Alien Dust

Chapter 270: The Desert of Otherworld, Started

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In a cemetery, the color reflected by the sky dyed the gray and white tombstones into five-colored stones. Li Feng held up a black umbrella and looked up at the colorful spiritual rain falling from the sky.

Spiritual raindrops fell on the grass and trees, and hydrangeas and tulips bloomed, turning the monotonous cemetery into a garden.

"The wake-up call has been lifted."

"We have escaped successfully. We will have to wander for a long time, but at least we can have peace for a while."

A mechanical mouse stood on its own tombstone. Its lively eyes did not look like any sophisticated instrument but were similar to human eyes.

"If this is the result, then everything is worth it." Li Feng nodded.

"The Yuanyou we obtained also allowed us to enter the era of virtual exploration. Except for the 40% of humans who left, everyone else will choose the lifestyle they prefer. It doesn't matter if they can't adapt to the harsh and cruel world of the alien wasteland." Zishu said.

Li Feng's gaze slowly moved downward from Rat's body to the black-and-white photo on the tombstone. With the reflection of the colors of the sky and flowers, the black-and-white photo also showed its original appearance. The skin was white with a rosy glow, the hair was black, the nose was small like jade, and the lips were scarlet.

"You don't look happy at all." Rat observed Li Feng's expression.

“What I hope is that the Alien Wasteland is virtual, so that I can mold the data that carries your memories, personality, and disposition into your original appearance. When I put on the virtual helmet, I will meet you in the digital world... I am just exploring another kind of immortality, the digital immortality that current technology can achieve, but the entire universe seems to be against me, reversing reality and virtuality. In the real world, you have not yet been born, and in the virtual home, you have already died.” Li Feng said.

Li Feng also has faith. His faith is very simple. It is not his own immortality, but he can truly see the deceased and see her smile. To achieve this goal, he dug a door. Behind this door is so terrifying that he does not know how to fight with his mortal body, but he still tries his best...

"Now I can only place my hope on time. The power of time controlled by Nuwa is narrow, like a small stream. If it has not yet converged into a huge river like the Alien Desolate Dust, we only need to change the height of the two ends of the stream to reverse the time in our homeland. But how much energy is needed to reverse a vast and majestic river like the Alien Desolate Dust?"

"Although nothing is impossible in this world, I have sacrificed my conscience to deal with a poor imitator of a higher-dimensional life. How much of my qualities are left to sacrifice? I am afraid that if I really reach the holy realm of the human world and really reverse time in a broad sense, I will be completely unrecognizable."

Li Feng was telling his story to the person in the tombstone, and was also talking to the mechanical mouse.

"You can only say these words to me and yourself. They firmly believe that you are the most rational and omnipotent true God who explores the mysteries of life, but you are actually just a selfish Frankenstein." Rat criticized seriously.

"Let me lie here alone." Li Feng said.

"No!"

Li Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had never thought of worshipping a person. This person chattered like a mouse in the night, making it impossible for people to think about life in peace.

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In the early morning, the clouds were not thick enough to block the brilliance of the rising sun, and the soft sunlight like the gauze of a curtain sprinkled on the street...

The streets are busy with traffic. You can see students carrying their schoolbags to school, and many people in suits carrying briefcases walking quickly on the zebra crossing.

Some propaganda about the virtual world was rolling on high-rise buildings, and one after another, seemingly very authoritative experts emphasized in an alarmist tone that the Alien Desert might not be real.

It was clear that everything had just happened not long ago, and people were more willing to believe in good things. So when many capitalist businesses posted advertisements about virtual devices, some younger people already believed that Alien Dust was indeed a virtual game.

After breakfast, Wu Hen was walking on the busy street. Seeing people's reactions to the experts' words, he began to wonder whether the goddess Nuwa had activated some amnesia law.

This law of amnesia has made everyone in the world forget the suffering they experienced not long ago, and has made everyone forget the truth that Li Feng once announced to the world. More and more wise men have joined in the absurd debate. What's even more exaggerated is that the virtual helmet that he once used has begun mass production and is sold to the public at the price equivalent to that of a game.

It can be seen that the official main focus is honesty.

Whatever you want to believe is what it is.

If you like to live a quiet life and don't want to come into contact with those weird things, you can completely regard Alien Dust as a virtual game. Just like in the Internet age, just because you don't go online and don't care about the world situation, it doesn't mean you can't work from nine to five and live a comfortable life.

As for those who have an adventurous and exploratory spirit and do not want to be powerless in the face of disasters one day in the future, they can put on virtual equipment and travel freely in the alien dimension. Whether they can wake up, gain super powers, or unlock the genetic code to become a more powerful life depends entirely on their personal abilities.

Wu Hen also knew that his homeland was heading towards a new era, and naturally many absurd phenomena would appear in the process, as well as various factional ideas. Even the former environmental defenders had revived, blaming all the suffering today on people not saving water...

In recent days, Wu Hen dared not go online, because once he did, he would find countless outrageous remarks.

"Brother Hen, let's go on an adventure!" Wang Rui sent a message.

"Where?" Wu Hen asked.

"No. 69, Garden Street!" Wang Rui replied immediately. Seeing these words, Wu Hen smiled.

It’s still my old brother who understands me. Don’t underestimate these few ordinary words. In fact, there is a lot hidden in them. It is definitely not a serious place!

Wu Hen went there happily. He didn't even take a taxi. He used his supersonic speed to pass through the busy streets.

After the virtual equipment was put into use, the awakened ones also spontaneously formed a convention, which was not to use supernatural powers in their homes unless necessary...

Unfortunately, this convention had little binding force on Wu Hen. No matter how many hot skirts the Supersonics had lifted, no one dared to call Wu Hen a hooligan.

Arriving at Garden Street and reaching the mysterious house number, Wu Hen couldn't help but stroke his chin when he saw that the storefront was actually a very quiet and elegant Internet cafe.

Are all brothels decorated like this nowadays? Could it be a maid shop or a stockings store?

The taste is a bit light, but give it a try.

Upon entering the store, Wu Hen discovered that it was no different from a high-end Internet cafe, with a small private room and a small private room. The old surfing computers had been transformed into cinema-style lazy sofas...

"Brother Hen, come quickly, let's go in row five!" When Wang Rui saw Wu Hen, he immediately led Wu Hen into a high-end private room.

In the private room, the purple beds were very exciting, but the female classmates lying on them were all wearing virtual helmets, which made Wu Hen wonder what was going on.

"Wang Rui, the adventure you are talking about is not the adventure in the alien wasteland, right?" Wu Hen asked.

“What else? Now that virtual devices have evolved, you can enter and exit freely. Even death will not hurt the soul. It’s really like entering a virtual online game!” Wang Rui said excitedly.

"Free withdrawal?" Wu Hen was a little surprised.

I remember when I first put on the virtual device, I was looking for the button to exit the game.

But there is none at all.

Putting on the virtual device means that your consciousness will sink directly into another world. The only way to leave is to obtain a pure natural Yuanyou.

"No, as the strongest weapon of our human race, you wouldn't not even know this, right?" Tian Jiabao said in surprise.

"I've been staying at home to recuperate, and I haven't been able to access the internet for several months." Wu Hen said.

"The world is progressing very quickly. After obtaining enough Yuanyou energy, virtual devices are now open to everyone without any harm, and even allow free entry and exit." Wang Rui said.

"What if death?" Wu Hen asked.

“When you die, your virtual helmet will just become scrapped. You can just spend money to buy another one.” Wang Rui said.

"So simple?" Wu Hen himself couldn't believe it.

"Yes, it's that simple. In fact, the research and development of virtual equipment has reached this stage a long time ago. It's just that the goddess Nuwa is in a weak period, and there is not enough Yuanyou energy to maintain the stability of our world. Of course, it is impossible to realize the virtual era for all the people. But after going through the most difficult period, this plan was naturally put on the agenda, and it was implemented as soon as it was said." Wang Rui said.

"So now there are really a lot of people exploring Alien Dust as a virtual life game. All the online games of the previous era have been eliminated. We classmates have even formed a small gang, planning to conquer the Alien Kingdom and establish a glorious empire belonging to our class there." The class beauty Luo Yuying looked excited.

Wu Hen was also speechless. He remembered that Luo Yuying did not hold this idea before and thought Chigang was quite comfortable.

It turns out that as long as it does not endanger one's own life, everyone has an ambition to dominate the galaxy in their bones.

However, Wu Hen felt that he had been cheated.

If Alien Dust was forcibly changed into a virtual game by people, then I would be a professional player. As a professional player, I go home on vacation just to have a good rest, but now it’s no different from being dragged to the Internet cafe by old classmates to work overtime!

"Now the virtual devices can be connected in series, which means we can wake up in one area. Although your combat power is already the ceiling for us humans, your perception must always continue to improve, right?" Wang Rui said.

"I would rather play Landlord with you than go to work." Wu Hen said.

"I've sensed a higher level. The fastest way to improve is to explore as an awakener. Well, you won't be hurt anyway, and you can quit at any time. Just think of it as accompanying us in the dungeon." Wang Rui spoke a lot of game terms.

"Please, Master Wu Hen, please take us newbies with you. We also want to super evolve, fly, hide underground, and be able to do anything!" Several female classmates immediately looked at Wu Hen eagerly, speaking in a sweet and coquettish voice.

"Hey, Alien Desert, start!"

(End of this chapter)