Different Dimension Game

Moon, mine field.

Periodic earthquakes cause massive rocks to tumble violently in the pit. These stones may have a mass of tens of thousands of tons. If they overwhelm humans, even the gravity of the moon can crush humans into meat sauce!

Fortunately, the investigation team carried a strange defensive object: a safe house!

This thing is like a large snail shell with a volume of almost 10 square meters in a small house. Humans can control the safe house and move slowly forward.

The safe house has a maximum usage time of 28 hours, after which it will forcibly close and digest all the substances inside.

"I see, I see!"

"There is a huge magma lake in front, and the behemoth is hidden under the lake... The magma fire column is ejected from the island in the middle of the lake!"

"A rough estimate is that the magma is 3,000 degrees Celsius, and our safe house can't withstand this temperature."

The three of them were in the safe house, discussing excitedly and nervously, they were able to come here, they are already heroes of all mankind!

However, the power of human beings is really too small in the face of such natural disasters.

Even if the headquarters has provided them with the greatest support, they can only protect themselves at best.

In the end how to investigate, do nothing.

Li Qingshan smiled bitterly: "I can't get close anymore, we can't let the safe house rush into the magma, right?"

"Our conventional equipment cannot withstand such high temperatures, so we can only throw strange objects into the magma lake for investigation..."

"Okay, just use strange objects to detect, but it doesn't guarantee success."

Jenny took out an exquisite crystal ball, a divination item unique to Gypsies.

The cost of this kind of crystal ball is quite high, and it can be manufactured repeatedly, even if one is lost, it is nothing.

Smith also hesitated for a while, bit his head, and took out a triangular mirror called "Vibrating Gold Prism".

In ancient times, 1 million years ago, a meteorite that fell to the earth contained trace amounts of vibranium.

After being mixed with vibranium, the item will have a strong defensive ability, which can effectively absorb kinetic energy and heat.

This mirror also has the ability to detect and resist the high temperature of magma.

"Actually, I don't think it will work."

Li Qingshan also took out a strange object "Kunlun Lens", which is actually a counterfeit Kunlun mirror made of mithril and other mysterious substances, which also has the ability to detect.

"Let's start, do your best, and obey the destiny."

The three threw the three strange objects into the three areas of the lava lake.

But something not so wonderful happened. After three strange objects were thrown into the magma, they all sank!

Disconnected immediately!

"My crystal ball...is gone."

"It doesn't mean that it disappeared, but it was affected by the supernatural power in the lake and disconnected from my spiritual connection." Jenny said with a pale face.

"Me too." Smith said while holding a screen, "Electromagnetic waves cannot penetrate this magma lake and cannot transmit information."

Li Qingshan sighed, and also found that the Kunlun mirror was missing: "I only saw that the one that spewed magma was probably a nostril-like thing... It sprayed my mirror away."

"The plan failed, a powerful presence that cannot be easily glimpsed by us."

"Whether it's active defense or passive defense, it's hard for us to do anything about it."

The three discussed a few words.

Even the calmest Li Qingshan didn't know what to do.

The manpower is sometimes exhausted, and facing such an existence, it is a bit at a loss.

After a while, after the surface headquarters received the report, a reply came: "Three, our mission this time is not to prevent it from being born, nor to kill it. It is to evaluate its harmfulness."

"As long as you figure this out, you're done."

"It is impossible for us to launch an attack directly without any intelligence and trigger its viciousness."

"Your Excellency Jenny, do you have any inspiration?"

"I don't... now." Jenny said distressedly, "I just saw it at first, it wants to destroy the moon."

"But now there's nothing to see."

"[Game] Still no response?"

"No." The liaison officer on the surface said, "In fact, [Game] has never contacted our human beings in writing... It has never made any demands on human beings. On the contrary, it is the head of the man who digs a tunnel in the well. Say a few words."

"Has the conversation of the head changed?"

"No, it still urges the black-clothed guard to hurry up."

Jenny sighed and said: "Or let me go out and try? Hiding in the safe house will not be inspired."

Li Qingshan was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I'll go with you."

"Smith, you contact the headquarters in the safe house and receive us."

"it is good."

The two tried their best to get out of the snail shell.

The dark red magma spewed out under the billowing black smoke, the rumbling sound of ground vibrations pressed down on the surrounding layers, and the burning red rocks were pushed high into the sky and galloped down, leaving behind in the mid-air of the smoke screen. Thousands of red scratches.

Facing the hell-like magma scene, the two of them invariably felt a sense of awe.

At the same time, a lot of questions popped up in my mind: Is there an end at the macro level? Is there an end at the micro level? What is the nature of time? What is the starting point of everything? Where will it go? The world is real Existence or Consciousness Existence? Countless maddening questions, one after another burst out from the bottom of my mind.

"I have hallucinations." Li Qingshan swallowed, "Is it the effect of it?"

"Me too..." Jenny said, "but this hallucination is not the same as a normal mental attack. It may be a distorted phenomenon derived from its sleep, not an active attack on the two of us."

"If so, it might have intelligence?"

Demon God, possessing wisdom...

Not uncommon.

But this kind of demon **** who can ask abstract questions is really rare.

"I need to take off the aerospace helmet and communicate with it in person." Jenny's face flushed again, and the turbulent inspiration appeared again, and she felt the great opportunity in life!

Once... an opportunity to be promoted to a historical-level fortune-teller!

"But there is no air here. After a few seconds, you will be at risk of suffocation." Li Qingshan hesitated, "and you will face its existence directly."

Jenny smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, you can help me put on the helmet in time and throw it in the safe house... I won't provoke it. Don't worry."

Li Qingshan acquiesced and agreed.

...

Jenny carefully prepared, she closed her eyes in a complicated mood and entered into meditation.

Then, the air in the spacesuit was slowly let dry, and the helmet was removed.

In a vacuum environment, as long as the human beings do not hold their breath and let the gas in the lungs be quickly expelled, the oxygen concentration in the blood drops rapidly, and they may remain awake for 10-15 seconds.

If you hold your breath, it will cause the lungs to rupture and bleed, and there is a high probability of direct death.

Therefore, she only has 10 seconds of communication time.

She "saw" an indescribable terrifying existence!

With pupils as huge as mountains, and scales with black light and restrained light, every breath will cause an earthquake on the moon. It's changing, and it's hard to describe what that change is, as if the soul had been forcibly detached from its shell.

This terrifying existence saw her at the same time!

Those huge eyes stared at him!

Then, this terrifying existence uttered a silent mockery.

The dazed Jenny's scalp is numb, where is the stiffness.

It is self-evident to face the pressure brought by the devil.

She asked at a loss: "That... can you not destroy the moon?"

so stupid! Jenny, what are you talking about? !

Jenny kept scolding herself, but her mind stopped thinking, and this is all she can say now.

The terrifying existence did not speak, and grinned again, making a silent mockery.

The shaking of the moon intensified again.

Jenny felt that the other party was constantly laughing at her as an ant, and seemed to acquiesce that the moon would not be destroyed, and the blue light spots floating around gave her a very familiar feeling.

"Why does it feel a little bit like that blu-ray in gaming camp?"

In the end, "Terrorist Existence" got a little impatient, took a breath, and blew her spirit back abruptly.

Jenny was in a coma.

After the countdown ended, Li Qingshan put on her helmet as quickly as possible and took her back to the safe house.

"She's...well, she just passed out."

...

...

Jenny's coma brought the investigation to a standstill.

The survey team on the moon was anxious, as was the surface headquarters.

The reasons for the coma are really numerous, and the support on the moon is even more difficult.

...

But at the moment, the old gentleman in black clothes, No. 1, is very leisurely.

There is a small house near Qingtian Hospital. The old man is playing Go with Pan Hao.

Two stinky chess baskets, chess opponents will meet good talents, and they are very happy to play, and they even have to fight two games every day.

And the LCD screen in the small room is playing the scene that the three of the investigation team saw.

"It's great, people in this era can go to the sky at any time, and they are ready to land on the moon in two days." Pan Hao took a sip of Tie Guanyin, "The speed of technological development is really fast. What other super mines are there, tsk tsk."

Another chess piece, break!

Facing the chess piece, Old Man No. 1 found that his dragon was a little nervous and frowned: "Hey, it's not that a rocket will be produced in two or three days. These aerospace equipment are all backed up."

"Otherwise, if the space station fails, wouldn't it be impossible to rescue the astronauts there?"

"It's also... see what you mean, not anxious at all?" Pan Hao asked.

"I'm in a hurry, but what's the use of being in a hurry? It's better to play chess leisurely here... The game between the demons usually takes a long time, just like playing chess. Unless, the game is in a hurry. , I can't be in a hurry, so I will end in person. Mr. Pan thinks, what about my hand? "

The stinky chess basket, the old man No. 1, played what he thought was a "smart move", and couldn't help laughing proudly.

Pan Hao took a closer look and found that he couldn't understand this move at all, so he could only say: "The form is bad, I'm a little anxious now, but I want to end the game myself. Is good."

"I can only ask for foreign aid. The Go prodigy next door, Xiao Ke, said that you think you are a good player, and it stinks. In fact, as long as I do this, your dragon will be broken!"

Old Man No. 1 was startled, annoyed by the stench of the "excellent hand".

Suddenly, he came to his mind and said: "You have foreign aid, and I also have foreign aid. Xiaoke, the Go prodigy next door, has actually been turned against by me. He said that your move just now was also a bad hand, and it was a small mistake. "

The two of you are intriguing and fighting each other, not to mention, the battle is quite fierce.

In the end, it was Pan Hao who had the upper hand and won one more shot.

"Win the next city, fight again in the afternoon, go home and take a nap."

After defeating this powerful opponent, Pan Hao couldn't be happier. He picked up his crutches and walked away like a flying stick. He couldn't tell that he was an old man in his seventies.

Only the one-hundred-year-old No. 1 man was left there, wonderingly reviewing the game.

He even used the means of computer AI, and finally found that he was playing bad hands again and again, and he could only sigh: "This chess game is really not good enough for young people."

Pan Hao's voice came from outside the window, "I'll take that yin-your-mouth fragrance of yours, and I'll give you a reply in the afternoon!"

"Don't force it." Old Man No. 1 said.

"My old Pan is also an experienced person, don't worry." Pan Hao's reply came from outside the window.

"Dream incense", a special kind of incense.

As the name suggests, its purpose is "to dream"!

Pan Hao is the only human being who can contact the "Saint" and has been entrusted with it.

Whether "Saint" and [Game] are the same individual is still unknown so far.

According to the current clues, the "Saint" may be a higher-level [giant millstone]!

Even, the [giant millstone] has a logical ability that is in line with human thinking.

This is... pretty scary!

Among the known demon gods, none of them can fully understand "human beings" and understand human society.

They can only "simulate" the way humans think.

But no matter how you simulate it, you don't really understand it.

Just like how high the computing power of a computer is, it is impossible to simulate the wisdom of human beings. There are some essential gaps between the two sides. No matter how good a computer is at Go, it cannot feel the fun and rules of Go.

However, this "giant millstone" seems to be a little different.

He seems to fully understand human society and is able to communicate with humans unimpeded.

Wise devil!

The appearance of this unknown phenomenon made the black-clothed guard feel a little nervous, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, there is too little information about the [giant millstone], and even Laplace's Demon refuses to reveal any information.

Now [Game] is suspected to be in the game with [Delusion], and the moon in the sky has a disaster again. On the human side, all the methods can only be tried again. By the way, you can test the reaction of the [giant millstone] to humans.

Thinking of this, the old man No. 1 sighed slightly and waited for the investigation on the moon.

This thing goes round after round, it's really endless.

Rubbed his eyebrows.

When you are old, you get a headache if you don't get enough rest.

Or take a nap and fight Pan Hao again in the afternoon?

...

...

Pan Hao returned home, took a shower and changed his clothes, and lit the incense of the dream in the room dedicated to the saint.

The original cracked statue of the saint was naturally repaired.

"A lot has really happened. According to your dream, little girl Fengling is already the director of Qingtian Hospital, and she lives very well here."

"The power of that terrifying devil is also being consumed by us."

A series of broken thoughts.

"Just take a nap here."

Pan Hao brought a reclining chair and leaned on it.

A faint incense lingered in the room, a smell of incense burning in a temple, making his eyes sleepy and his eyelids drooping.

But his mood couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

I don't know if it can be done.

I opened my eyes and glanced at my phone.

"At half past twelve in the afternoon, it was just nap time.

"Sleep and sleep."

Pan Hao squinted his eyes and fell asleep groggyly.

...

In another blink of an eye, I found myself returning to the "Xanadu Village", which was surrounded by clouds and clouds, with an extremely deep memory, but the surrounding scene was vaguely vague.

He was squatting in the pit with a child.

Pan Hao looked at his hands, but could not see the lines on his palms.

"Yin Mengxiang... Is this a dream?"

Just then, the child on the other side woke up.

"Hey, isn't this Xanadu Village?" the child said in surprise.

Pan Hao is a little confused whether this child is the incarnation of a "sage", or whether he came up with his own dreams.

He stumbled and said, "Yes, yes, why are you back?"

"Pan Hao, long time no see! You have a good life. Are you in your seventies this year? How are you?"

"Very good, I see that you are in good spirits."

Wang Hao felt very strange, because he clearly remembered that he was taking a nap.

He faintly heard Pan Hao calling him, so he dreamed of this scene.

I couldn't help looking left and right, looking at the surrounding scenes, it was indeed the former Xanadu Village...

"Clear dreams?"

He was even a little excited!

He hasn't had a lucid dream since high school.

In fact... he has the magical ability to manipulate lucid dreams.

"Since I see you again, I'll teach you how to manipulate dreams." Wang Hao said with a smile: "Learn this method, and you will be omnipotent in dreams."

...

Pan Hao bit his head.

He saw a dark golden streamer in his eyes.

This streamer is as hot as the sun!

...

"You need an action called a trigger to confirm if this is a dream."

"This trigger must be something you can't do in reality. To give a simple example, I now think that I am..."

...

Pan Hao's whole body trembled, seeing the streamer in the other's eyes, it swelled more and more.

In the next instant, the opponent's body began to expand without limit!

In just a few seconds, it swelled to the size of a mountain.

This crazy expansion is still going on, and in the blink of an eye, it is already at the level of a planet!

Wang Hao broke through the world of Xanadu Village and came to the abyss of ether.

Poor Pan Hao turned into a little ant under his feet, shrinking in the pit and shivering.

"what is this?!!"

He was sweating profusely, and he knew that he was having a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

...

Wang Hao looked down at his palm, and the huge golden light surrounded his body, as hot as the sun. The lines on his palms are like the depth of the Mariana Trench. He believes that his current strength can easily suppress Sun Monkey like the Tathagata Buddha.

As for the suppression of [false and false], it's also easy, let's not talk about it?

Not really, just get bigger.

In the next instant, he changed back.

I can't, even with Lao Pan, killing them together~www.readwn.com~ In a dream, I can't kill an acquaintance.

...

"Understood? As long as I pull this trigger, I will be invincible. Qingming Dream, isn't that how you play?"

Wang Hao didn't know why he told the NPC in his dream about this.

Anyway, that's what I said.

As for the trigger of Qingming dream, what is it?

The answer is simple -

Ultraman!

When Wang Hao was a sophomore, he was an Ultraman fan and wanted to become an Ultraman all the time, but he could only think about it in his dreams.

The term for this kind of middle-aged disease, even to the NPC, can't be said!

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