Global Games: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

"Wow, they're really going to the Peace Hotel?"

Mo Lan followed Jiu Tsuji Jiu and got into a black minivan with the license plate "Rong A00001", watching the vehicle drive into the bustling city center.

Kuzuji Kuzu was flipping through the documents she had taken out of the leather bag when she heard this, and she looked up at him:

"Otherwise what? Where did you think I was going to take you? Northern Myanmar? I'm not that bad."

"Or...would you like to come over to my place for a visit?"

Mo Lan quickly raised her hand: "No, I think it's unnecessary."

At this moment, the vehicle slowly came to a stop, and Kyuuji Kyuu stopped teasing the other person, opened the car door, and took the umbrella handed to her by the driver.

As is well known, London is nicknamed "Little Rongdu" because its weather is as unpredictable as the reverse side of a USB flash drive.

"Thanks."

Mo Lan followed her out, pushed up her sunglasses, looked up from under the umbrella, and gazed up at the Peace Hotel, which had just been rebuilt this year.

"It's really spectacular...much more impressive than before."

Come to think of it, I've made something of myself.

If others saw that the director of the Special Affairs Bureau of City 001, Kyuji Kyu, was personally holding an umbrella for himself, wouldn't they think he was a gigolo who lived off a woman?

hey-hey....

Mo Lan followed Jiu Tsuji into the Peace Hotel.

The other party has already booked a private room.

Mo Lan sat down without any hesitation, first pouring herself a bowl of hot water to rinse the tableware, which is a good habit.

"Hello, what kind of drinks would you like? We have top-quality wines from major wineries around the world."

The waiter, dressed in formal attire, brought over the meal while asking questions in a soft voice.

"Thank you, Oson Castle." Kuzuji Kuzu said, glancing at Mo Lan, and added:

"Get some more milk."

"no problem."

The waiter bowed and left, only to bump into the restaurant's newly appointed manager at the door, nervously adjusting his tie.

Seeing him come out, the manager hurriedly asked, "What kind of wine did the director order?"

"It's Ou Song, the manager."

"Ouson? Thank goodness. Go to my office and bring me that bottle I treasure. Then tell the kitchen staff to be serious today! Show them your true skills!"

"Yes, manager."

At this moment, Mo Lan, who was in the private room, looked completely bewildered: "Didn't we order alcohol? What's the milk for?"

Without even looking up, Kyuuji Kyuu said in the most ordinary tone:

"Children shouldn't drink alcohol; they should drink more milk to grow taller."

Mo Lan: "...!"

He leaned back, pulled down his sunglasses, and retorted, "I'll be 17 after my birthday this year, and 18 next year."

Regardless of this life, he was already an adult in his previous life.

"Really? Then remember to call me for your birthday." Kyuuji Kyu replied casually, picking up the menu.

"Is there anything you'd like to add?"

Cola chicken wings.

Upon hearing this, Kyuuji Kyuu looked up and glanced at Mo Lan.

The latter said in a serious tone:

I like sweet things.

Upon hearing this, Kyuuji smiled slightly, seemingly helpless, and then closed the menu: "Okay, cola chicken wings."

"The almond tofu here is very good, would you like to try some?"

"I have no objection."

After adding the dishes, Kyuji Kyu took a document from the brown paper bag next to her and handed it to Mo Lan:

"This is a recent investigative report on the Red Moon Society. You can look at it, but you must guarantee that it will not be leaked."

Mo Lan took the document and became serious: "Don't worry, Director, I will keep my mouth shut. If I leak even a single word, I will never be rich in this lifetime."

Kuzuji Kuzu: "That would be best."

Soon, the waiter brought out all the dishes that had been ordered in advance, as well as the newly added cola chicken wings and almond tofu.

Mo Lan picked up a piece of almond tofu, her eyes lit up, and she commented, "This dessert is quite good."

He raised the report in his hand, "So, the Red Moon Society did all this just to resurrect that legendary progenitor?"

Kutsuji Ku nodded.

In this report, the Special Affairs Bureau found that:

The reason why Chen Zhizhi of the Red Moon Society went to great lengths to kill Li Jing, create a subspace, and feed her fingers was to create an anchor point connecting reality for the progenitor blood god of another world.

"I have a question."

Mo Lan looked at Kyuuji Kyuu: "Are the dungeon worlds that we players experience in the game of destiny real?"

Jiujiujiu immediately answered: "Yes."

But then he changed the subject: "Or rather, they once existed."

Faced with Mo Lan's questioning gaze, Kyuuji Kyuu explained:

Are you familiar with the concept of an infinite multiverse?

Mo Lan nodded.

Kuji Kuji continued, "The dungeon worlds in the Game of Destiny are all historical records of civilizations that once existed in other universes."

"Take the instance you and A-Qiu experienced, for example. We know that the code name for that world is 'The Progenitor.'"

"The civilization of the 'Progenitor World' has perished, but their history has been fully recorded in the game of fate."

"And in the game of fate, there are countless other civilizations like this."

Mo Lan's expression gradually turned serious: "So, if one day we also perish, history will also be recorded in the game of fate?"

Kuji Kuji nodded.

"It is precisely because the history of the 'Primordial World' was fully recorded in the Game of Fate that the Red Moon Society has set its sights on its power."

"They must have made some kind of deal with the Progenitor Blood God during a previous dungeon quest and obtained the secret method to summon the Progenitor's Finger in reality."

"The process generally involves finding a weak point in the world, usually a place that has been invaded by the game of fate, and then creating a subspace there, performing secret techniques, and cultivating the finger."

"After that, they need to find a suitable physical vessel, and that vessel will eat the finger, becoming the anchor point between the progenitor and reality."

"Once the first anchor point is established, the power of the Progenitor can then intervene in reality. By repeatedly performing this process, the 'Progenitor World' and reality can gradually overlap."

"Ultimately, the Progenitor Blood God will truly descend into reality and fulfill the Red Moon Society's ambitions and goals."

After hearing all this, Mo Lan rubbed her forehead helplessly:

"Stop talking, you're already crying from fright..."

He took out a section of finger from his spatial storage, which was kept in a glass jar: "This is the finger that was inside Li Jing's body. Do you need to retrieve it?"

Kuji Kuji picked up the glass jar, looked at it for a while, and then handed it back to Mo Lan:

"Didn't you notice? This finger has already identified you. It can't leave your side for more than ten meters, or it will go straight back to the subspace."

"what?"

Mo Lan hadn't noticed.

So he conducted an experiment.

He placed his fingers on the table and retreated to a corner of the private room.

Just over 10 meters away, the ancestral finger in the glass jar vanished from its spot.

Mo Lan reached into her pocket and, with an incredulous look, pulled out the withered, ugly finger.

"Subspace folding?"

Kuji Kuji was not surprised by this: "In fact, the Red Moon Society had already completed several experiments there before I arrived in Taiping Prefecture."

"Although I killed four of their officers, I only got one finger."

"The Special Affairs Bureau only needs one finger for research. Since this one has already been chosen for you, let's keep it."

Mo Lan could only sigh, throw her finger back into her spatial storage, and then eat a large piece of almond tofu.

Life is unpredictable; the large intestine contains the small intestine.