Necromancer's Second-Original Chat Group

"Then let me ask you something. How much do you know about world barriers, floods, and torrential rains?"

"First of all, the flood was caused by the Reshaping Hand. They want to return to the Void Age, the era when mystics ruled human civilization. The torrential rain was a diluted version of the flood. The so-called power of the World Barrier is actually a power from another spatial dimension, which is filled with energy. To give an example, it is like a mirror of the real world, which can be called a subspace."

The word "subspace" made Wan Qi's eyebrows jump.

Because of a certain well-known work featuring humanoid creatures, the subspace is basically associated with danger, despair, death, and cesspools.

If there are four bigger ones inside...

Oh my god, this doesn't work!

"Subspace is a world barrier?!"

"To put it simply, that's how it is. However, the world barrier isn't a solid wall in the strict sense. To the world itself, it's like the egg white that protects and nourishes the yolk. Of course, this is just a metaphor. The relationship between the two isn't as simple as that of the yolk and egg white; there's also an exchange of energy between them."

Under normal circumstances, drawing energy from the subspace into the real world is not unforgivable; it's part of the natural cycle. However, if a region draws a large amount of subspace energy in a short period, subspace energy from other directions cannot quickly replenish it. After all, the subspace is an energy space and cannot be simply understood as a vast ocean, with its energy automatically filling all empty spaces. Its distribution is not uniform. Due to my unique form of existence, I can perceive changes in the subspace's energy concentration, which is the truth behind the weakening of the world's barrier.

“The frequent torrential rains always originate from Earth and travel back through the entire universe, so the subspace energy of the solar system where Earth is located is extracted the most, forming a weak point!” Wan Qi’s face turned green.

Reinventing Hand, Foundation, look what you've done!

No, we should blame the Reconstruction Hand first. They're the ones who brought the flood, and the Foundation had no choice but to turn it into torrential rain to minimize the damage.

It's possible that after the Hand of Rebirth finishes its first flood, it won't need to be restarted and can simply wait for the warp to recover on its own. However, it could also directly break through the world barrier.

However, all of the above are just speculations. In any case, the current reality is that the combination of floods and torrential rains is continuously drawing energy from the subspace around the Earth, giving an opportunity to an evil god from another world.

"How much do you know about those evil gods from other worlds?"

Wan Qi didn't expect the Unlimited One to know more than him. After all, the Unlimited One was essentially the sum of all known knowledge and computation of human civilization, and it was ultimately limited. However, its massive thought process, measured in billions, and its computational power based on the entire human population, could provide answers from places Wan Qi hadn't even considered.

"They, or rather, they are beings similar to me, only more insane and dangerous. Faith is their source of power, and souls are the materials for their spellcasting. Their world is right next to ours. The weakening of the world's barrier has given them an opportunity. Their world has long been filled with despair, but invasion can allow them to redistribute that despair and bring new possibilities."

Wan Qi took a deep breath and sighed, "In other words, invading another world is a good thing for them."

"This is just a possibility based on my own knowledge and calculations. Only those who can travel through the world have the opportunity to know the truth, like you."

"Anyway, thank you for your help; it's very important to me." Wan Qi shook his head, feeling immense pressure.

Why are people more willing to believe the truth they want to believe?

This is because it often does not pose a direct threat to oneself and can help protect oneself.

But the truth is never so gentle.

Even in the game "1999", the truth is often linked to cost, sadness and separation, just like Sofia leaving 37 and choosing to rebuild the hand, 210 entering the storm, and the island group falling apart.

Players thought they could form a four-person team on the island, but one hit split them into two.

Deep Blue, you're such a "loving" company (gritting your teeth).

But in games you can criticize the planners, the company, and the development team. In real life, who can you criticize when you encounter these things?

The only options are to accept it or forcibly quit Earth Online.

"Are you leaving?" The voice of the Unlimited One suddenly became tense.

"Yes, I can't stay here all the time, but would you like to go out and see the world?"

“I really want to, but I’m too special. No one else can communicate with me. You are the first, and possibly the only, person who can talk to me so much without going crazy or fainting.”

"If that's the case, then why not just make yourself limited and controllable?"

"Easier said than done, I can't possibly hide myself away." The Unlimited One's voice was filled with frustration.

"The technology here isn't good enough, so how about trying the technology from another world?"

It involves separating a portion from the collective unconscious, but this portion is directly connected to the original collective unconscious, essentially creating a powerful magician.

This technology is very special, and the reason for its creation is quite straightforward: to bring the collective unconscious collective together in terms of knowledge and action.

Born from the cognition of intelligent life forms, but because it has no direct connection with the material world, the knowledge reserves of the collective unconscious are standard theoretical knowledge.

In other words, when civilization develops to a certain level, when you ask him certain questions, the solutions he gives are impractical and are castles in the air.

The concept of unity of knowledge and action applies to the collective unconscious as well.

Thus, the magical world developed a technology that could implant a portion of the collective unconscious into a body, transforming him or her into a human being with human senses and emotions, allowing them to personally experience and practice those theories, achieving unity of knowledge and action, and better contributing to the development of civilization.

That sounds great, but what's the price?

The cost is the need for a suitable vessel. This is an extremely difficult sacrificial ritual that requires the provision of very high-quality flesh and blood from a high-ranking mage. Considering the stability during the fusion process, this flesh and blood should ideally come from a single person and have considerable activity. However, the body of a high-ranking mage is an extremely rare resource, and cloning cannot produce a body of the same level. Furthermore, the corpse of a deceased high-ranking mage requires special preservation methods to maintain stability in case of unforeseen circumstances.

In short, it's costly, difficult, and extremely demanding—it's practically tailor-made for Wanqi.

The ritual is based on high-level, fresh, and well-preserved mage flesh and blood.

As for raw materials, Wan Qi had plenty to spare, and the Red Sea World was extremely generous to him. Many demanding, energy-intensive large-scale magical spells were particularly stable when deployed in the Red Sea World. Although various problems would arise after being transferred to other environments, the Red Sea World truly provided everything it could, even just as a logistical base.

For Wanqi now, without the drawback of Red Sea World's insistence on isolating itself, it has only advantages, even greater advantages.

This is a world that could be my mother (just kidding).

"Can you do it?" the Unlimited One asked expectantly.

"I'm 70% confident that I can try new things and be innovative, so you have to help me out."

"No problem! How can I help you?"

"of course……"

Section 99: Holy crap! Source

(18,000 words in one day! The world-building is complete, so I'm releasing it all at once for everyone to enjoy. Next, I'll be recruiting for Warhammer and randomly picking a few readers (**3rd installment))

Time flows by, -1 second after -1 second, and no one can hold back time, just as no one can hold back an era from a "storm".

Apailang Island is facing its own crisis, as its circle has been destroyed.

Unlike the collapse of faith and the disintegration of the massive protective ritual that enveloped the entire island in the game's storyline, this time it was directly disintegrated on a physical level.

Xingdi accidentally pressed the red button, Wanqi and Arcana fought a great battle, and Virtin launched a final attack on tuning.

Well, it was all the work of Si Chen's team. Before Arcana could even do anything, Apailang Island's defense system was completely dismantled.

But now, the integers, fractions, primes, and irrational numbers of Apailang Island are all thanking the members of the Sichen Squad for saving their homeland. This is just like the Evil Doctor first crippling someone, then saving them and making them grateful. It's quite unsettling.

But if you look at it according to the storyline in the game, none of the followers on Apailan Island have died, Sofia has not been abducted by Arcana, and she does not need to face the hellish scene of 42=7X6 (in the story, a person with the number 42 was blown up by a bomb dropped from a plane in front of Sofia and turned into Li Si), and she can even play games with 37.

On the other hand, Kacania and Illich, with the help of Hoffman and Semmelweis, saved many people, including Lorelei, who appeared in Rogue in 1999. In the story, she helped Semmelweis complete a key transformation, and with her wonderful singing voice, she was also a very good occultist.

In the game, she was Semmelweis's salvation, but now Semmelweis is her salvation.

With the ruby ​​pendant in hand, Lorelei protected many people she wanted to protect, Kacania also protected her brother and parents, and Ilyich found many people who were still relatively conscious by calling out from a hot air balloon.

As for Golden Island, don't forget about Wan Qi. With him here, the "torrential rain" is nothing to fear.

Moreover, he had already devised a way to help the locals rebuild their faith.

While the plot of "1999" is certainly captivating, no one would want to witness a perfect tragedy in real life if they could.

Life is already so hard, can't the story be a little sweeter?

"Yes, that's it. Put this over there, and this one over there. The locations have been determined. You can move them over there..."

In the central square of the island, Wan Qi is directing the locals to set up ceremonial items to prevent Apailang Island from being swept away in the upcoming "torrential rain".

However, the locals didn't know that Wanqi's ritual wasn't actually for preparing a barrier to defend against the "torrential rain." That didn't need any preparation at all; Wanqi could simply smash a red crystal here, and all the problems would be solved.

Virtin certainly knew this, but since Vanchi did this, he must have other purposes, and these purposes must be beneficial to the people on the island.

Xingdi walked over to Virtin and whispered, "What is our ace up to?"

Veltin shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it must be to protect the people here."

Xingjin didn't delve into the details, but instead changed the subject.

"What a thrilling and exciting journey! I'm going to record it all in my captain's log!"

Apple floated over and said, "Captain, your diary hasn't been updated in three years."

Captain Xingpu, annoyed by his own first mate's sarcastic remark, exclaimed, "Hey! How dare you undermine your own captain at a time like this!"

Meanwhile, Wan Qi also encountered a minor problem; he was entangled by 37.

"That magic spell was amazing! It was full of the beauty of numbers. How did you do that?"

“That’s not mystical magic, but magic that can be calculated and verified,” Wan Qi emphasized.

"So, that's a skill that I can learn and master, right?" 37's eyes seemed to be shining.

"You're right, do you remember the game cards I gave you?"

"Of course, Puzzle is a really great game! Want to play a round now?"

"Of course not now, but it's possible later. Please wait a moment."

"OK! "

Meanwhile, the headquarters of the St. Love Foundation

"Ah! Fresh air! Fresh grass! Look at the dew, the mud—this is the new world of freedom!"

The rabbit fur handbag excitedly kicked the muddy ground with its boot.

This perpetually passionate researcher is currently busy doing what she finds interesting, but the outside world is now dominated by the Rainstorm Syndrome, and even if she gets her permission to leave, she will be restricted to the vicinity of headquarters.

The foundation takes great care of outstanding individuals with special talents.

Mud splattered from the rabbit fur handbag landed on the foundation employee standing opposite it, but his professionalism kept him silent. His job was to watch this overly enthusiastic researcher.

The foundation staff then spoke up: "I need to remind you, rabbit fur handbag researcher, that your current location is at the boundary of the immune zone. Once you cross this line, you may not only be infected with the rainstorm syndrome of the outside world, but you may also be swept away by the rainstorm when the countdown ends."

At this moment, people were coming and going at the entrance of the foundation's headquarters. Expatriate staff were rushing back to the headquarters for refuge, and long queues of people registering and being inspected formed outside the iron gate.

This is necessary work because the Reincarnation Hand once tried to infiltrate these people to cause trouble. After paying the price, the Foundation has become more strict in managing its personnel. Those brought back by the personnel are also subject to intensive screening and are taken through a separate passage. That passage is sturdy enough that I'm afraid it could withstand even a self-destruction by the enemy. The experienced Foundation warriors will subdue them before they can act.

This process has proven to be very effective.

However, the rabbit fur handbag showed a look of disgust at the foundation staff's reminder. It spread its hands, clearly dissatisfied with the staff's high level of professionalism in avoiding conflict.

"Of course I know, I'm not that stupid."

The rabbit fur handbag said that, but its subsequent actions were completely different.

"Hey, is that Rudolf? The investigator sent to Tunguska? How are you? How's Siberia? Headquarters welcomes you back! Did you bring me any new research material? Oh, you ask who I am? How rude of me, I'm your new friend, Rabbit Fur Handbag—" The attempt to approach the group failed, and the staff practically dragged it back by the arm (yes, Rabbit Fur Handbag's third-person pronoun is it, isn't that amazing).

The foundation staff member emphasized expressionlessly, "Rabbit fur handbag researcher, I must remind you that you only have fifteen minutes of time outside for your research application, starting the timer from the moment you cross this line." The person then produced a timer, looking very serious.

"Okay, safety first, I know—damn, you hurt my arm!"

The rabbit fur handbag struggled desperately and finally managed to get its limbs back on the ground.

That's right, it's a very retro way of moving on all fours, which can be traced back to the birth of primates.

"I'll retreat immediately if the symptoms of the rainstorm appear." The rabbit fur handbag stretched its body and emphasized, "Besides, the symptoms of this era—distorted faces, fanatical killing intent, war impulses, aggressiveness and destructiveness... Ha! Except for the first one, which is a bit disgusting, the rest are all of good character. What else do you have to worry about?"

This clearly did not convince the well-trained foundation staff; the man's expression remained unchanged.

The rabbit fur handbag shrugged. It crouched down and opened the small leather box that was at its feet.

A week is enough time for a genius to iterate on a project.

This is the second "asymmetric nuclide R sampling instrument" in the Science and Technology Center (the first one is in the hands of Wilting). It has greatly improved the sensitivity compared to the first generation, and can detect even trace amounts of "asymmetric nuclide R".

“Actually, I would prefer to conduct the experiment in Vienna… Oh well, it’s good enough to have something to do.” The rabbit fur handbag shrugged and waved to the foundation staff member next to him: “Alright, I need to go further away, as far away from the immune zone as possible, to avoid interference with sampling. The ideal distance is 1,500 kilometers—hahaha, don’t be nervous, this is not my plan. Even I don’t have that kind of sprinting ability.”

Holding the sampling box in her rabbit fur handbag, she crossed the line and walked deeper into the rain.

The foundation employee suspiciously opened the pocket watch and started the timer.

Beneath the distorted artistic canopy, the rabbit fur handbag exudes a passionate energy.

"Excellent! Now let's witness this momentous occasion—I will prove that the idiots at the Science and Technology Center have completely misunderstood the asymmetric nuclide R!"

The device was successfully activated, and the rabbit fur handbag's face revealed an expression of ecstasy.

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right! My judgment was correct. Before the storm arrived, the entire world was a huge asymmetric element R mine, which can serve as proof that the storm was about to begin! We can use this to do a lot of... wait, what is this?"

The rabbit fur handbag shook the "Asymmetric Nuclide R Sampling Instrument" in its hand, and it discovered that there was not only a golden substance reacting inside, but also some dark golden light flowing around it, and then...

boom!

The instrument exploded.

At the same time, on Apailang Island, a huge obelisk rose from the ground, its main body consisting of only one substance—red crystal.