Chapter 920: Genius from Other Worlds?
All Worlds Terminal Headquarters.
The world-level emergency task alert led by the Supreme Council has not ceased.
However, the monitors displaying the player perspective have fallen silent.
Busy game architects are hurriedly conducting various debugging processes, finally confirming that the advanced team that had contact with the “Catastrophe Witch” has been completely annihilated.
They didn’t even gather any useful beliefs, nor did they react to what had happened, before all losing the player vision.
They can only replay the footage over and over and slow it down to see how the opponent moved.
Ultimately, this Catastrophe Witch is stronger than the last time they encountered her!
Of course, some game architects suspect that this might not be the same “Catastrophe Witch” they met, after all, the appearance is different, but others counter that this Catastrophe Witch has a unique transformation technique that allows her to change her appearance.
Regardless, they need to organize all this information and report it to the Supreme Council.
As for how those 12 big shots decide, that’s beyond their concern.
“Restart it; there’s an account message lost over here. Can you check what it means?”
“Isn’t it quite normal for something to get lost? Didn’t that team seem to choose self-destruction?”
“Self-destruction? But the self-destruct procedure was interrupted before it could be executed, are you sure?”
“Then it must be the Catastrophe Witch’s unique means of cutting off the network.”
With just a few sentences, a complex process has been summarized.
And just when they thought that was the end of it, another piece of news came in.
“An explosion incident occurred in the villa area where the players were settled in advance; someone has already urged for the complaint account-player to be bound and closed.”
“What does this have to do with our department?”
“Uh… the player bound to that account who was affected by the explosion is the player involved in this incident, and now this account is missing, and the person is dead…”
“What?!”
Hearing this, the game architects present were dumbfounded.
A game account and a game player both gone?!
After a few seconds of simple silence, the game architect in charge of the incident immediately realized the seriousness of the problem!
“How did that player die? The defense power in the villa area can’t be that weak.”
Loose! How many died, who did it? The Real Protection Association or something else…
None… it was an unknown explosion; only his villa exploded,
And a fire broke out nearby, it wasn’t those resistance forces; the cause of the explosion has not been determined yet, possibly due to the storage of dangerous explosive materials…
After all, players interact with the core forces of this world; even if the headquarters doesn’t allow dangerous items, privately, such things are prevalent.
Basically, they belong to the type that if you don’t report, there’s no investigation—if they really pursue it, many will fall.
“Dangerous explosive materials? What was he hiding in that villa, or did he use that contraband for stimulation and take infinite pressure bombs as cups?”
“This… is really unclear. Right now, we only have basic information coming in; the fire might not even be extinguished.”
But no matter what this person said, the game architect no longer had the mood to listen.
As first-line game architects in contact with the world beyond, they are seldom blinded by inherent perceptions.
So at this moment, he preferred to believe that everything leading to this was due to that Catastrophe Witch!
The witch’s means have that kind of powerful and unknowable magic.
Even the wizards they interacted with possess strange and dangerous sorcery.
So this issue is truly too severe!
He must report this possibility to the high council and make those adults pay attention.
The Catastrophe Witch now likely has methods targeting the players behind the characters!
And this method would physically eliminate them!
It’s impossible to defend against it.
“You! Be sure to thoroughly investigate this matter! No speculations or misjudgments allowed; everything must be reported according to reality in full and quickly!”
After reaching this task, the other game architects looked a bit surprised at their superior, while some already guessed what had happened.
“Immediately apply to revoke other advance team supreme commands and return orders; do not have any form of contact with that Catastrophe Witch.”
“What about the city where Iger is located? If it falls…”
“Then let those guys fight among themselves! We are too busy to care about such a high-profile Catastrophe Witch; leave it to the supreme council to decide; that’s not our business.”
…
At this moment, after a brief conversation with the “temporary president of the Real Protection Association,” I have more or less understood the situation now.
They have made a significant move, having thoroughly independent this “city on the land of Iraq” after much groundwork.
And this citywide riot is merely a symbol of this independence; the city has long been infiltrated by the Real Protection Association.
What’s important is that they want to take this opportunity to completely eliminate some dissenting voices.
However… even so, I still have many unanswered questions.
If that’s the case, then what does the true protection association have to achieve independence?
They cannot even resist those who retreat first.
Do they rely on miracles?!
Or have they bet everything on me?
So if I “lose,” wouldn’t they lose everything?
Many questions seem to have no clear answers.
And this vice president with many troubles cannot provide a satisfying answer.
After all, the real vice president is dead; he is merely temporary, so he doesn’t know much.
But regardless of anything, their invitation for cooperation is sincere.
As for the specifics of the collaboration, it requires a clear agreement, but initially,
The cooperation is already clear; I provide a sufficiently powerful combat strength to ensure the independence of the city, and they are responsible for the city’s operations after independence.
After all, no matter how powerful I am, it’s impossible for one person to run a massive urban ecosystem.
Although there are still many loopholes in this, like… why should I ensure a city’s independence, why should I help you, and so on, but there is one thing I value.
The Real Protection Association wants to overthrow this old world and establish a new order.
Wanting to destroy the life of a world is simple, but getting all the lives of a world to heed your calls is difficult.
I know what the positioning of this game world is.
To repair the Main World’s expanding realm with “materials.”
The game world has harvested too many soul materials through their special methods, which are crucial for the Main World for life propagation.
Then there’s the societal format, civilization development, etc.
When the expanding realm was repaired at first, it seemed a bit rough, forcing an entire small world to experience wilderness survival.
However, this game world is a medium-sized world transitioning towards a large-scale world; if they continue like this, they will end up waiting for their own wilderness survival.
Therefore, the integration of this world must be smooth and orderly.
“I approve of the initial cooperation; I can use my strength as the pillar for you to establish a foothold.” I made my promise.
After all, my goal was never about any city; if in the end, the Real Protection Association becomes my obstacle, I can just kick them aside.
Partnerships on a profit level, even betrayal is common; there’s no need to discuss trust and those false ties.
“You all can leave; I will uphold my promise to maintain this city, but those petty affairs need to be dealt with by you; I need to be quiet here.” I dismissed them.
“Alright, alright!” The vice president named Dawn quickly nodded.
Just now, he received news that the advance teams originally heading to Iger’s city have terminated actions for some special reasons and directly retreated, which means they won’t encounter those players again for the time being.
Although they believed in the strength of the Catastrophe Witch, facing so many players, if they made a mistake, they could be beheaded or worse.
This is the method the advance team likes the most; swiftly taking down leaders through covert operations to suppress riots; this trick has proven effective even in chaotic regions.
This is the most brutal way of domination in the game world, associating life with a game; as long as people aren’t starved, no one rebels, coupled with lethal measures to kill the leaders, everyone else is just a mob!
Games, buildings, housing, etc., have all been disconnected through special means to prevent communication between neighbors, so much so that a person can’t even say their neighbor’s name, and sometimes, they might not even know their gender.
The only friends are those in-game buddies, and under the arrangement of the All Worlds Terminal, they are almost separated by vast distances.
Unable to unite, no gatherings, no leading figure… there will always be those who compromise for the lowest form of subsistence, continuously lowering the flames of resistance.
But the Real Protection Association can raise the independence of a city; how much have they sacrificed, perhaps they have tried many methods before ultimately forming this association with a spiritual leader.
After advising them to leave, what they should focus on next is how to soothe those people. Although this certainly does not represent everyone in the city, it absolutely signifies the group whose interests have been violated.
In the future, the Real Protection Association will paint the ordinary people ruthlessly killed by the advance teams as seeds of hatred and spread it everywhere.
At this moment, I distanced myself from the crowd, standing on top of a building; perhaps only by standing tall, feeling the night wind, can one have the temperament to guard a city.
Of course, that was just a joke.
The reason I left the crowd to stand at the highest point of visibility is that I sensed a murderous intent directed at me.
Subtle yet palpable, it felt distant yet accompanied by a sense of being watched.
This has always been captured by my heart sense instinctively.
And this was merely my clone; if it were my main body, I could directly lock onto where the opponent was.
I looked around; the night of this world was filled with an abundance of light seemingly without cost, yet this world was not powered by technological civilization.
Instead, it was built on a different civilization constructed from extraordinary pixels.
From infrastructure to daily life aspects, I could feel the foundational material level of this world being influenced by the power of Extraordinary Knowledge.
I pulled a basic unit of the building down, a pixel.
This pixel exists as real as matter; it is very different from the kind of extraordinary pixels that make up players and their weapons.
This means that the concept of extraordinary pixels can directly create “something from nothing” extraordinary pixels and can also create material pixels based on substances.
However, this material pixel cannot disappear into thin air; if shattered, it only becomes finer pixel blocks.
Even if I crush it into fine sand with my bare hands, I can still feel the roughness of the blocks.
I have to say I am quite intrigued by this pixel block; what if I continue to subdivide it?
Perhaps I can explore perspective material pixels through earth veins in the future…
Just as I was pondering this method of exploring material pixels, a silent arrow shot through the night sky.
So fast that there was no time for any spell to counter it.
Before I realized it, it pierced straight through my chest.
And with my body slowing it down, I grasped the arrow that had pierced through my body.
It was inscribed with densely packed runes; no wonder it could shield my clone’s perception; these runes formed something I found somewhat familiar.
Elf magic and protective blessings.
I treated this clone of mine with one hand and then looked in the direction from which the arrow had come.
A mere fatal wound felt like a light toss to a clone.
However, this opponent… I was sure they were definitely not someone from the game world!
This reminded me of what Sheryl had said, those geniuses that came from this world.
Those who can participate in this event are certainly all werewolves below the extraordinary level.
And those who can cross worlds to reach here below the extraordinary level either rely on powerful forces or have strong backgrounds; at the very least, they bear the—
Werewolves of the entire world.
The earth vein pivot lock eliminates ordinary people; those who can meet in another world, who isn’t a genius?
I gazed at the figure in the dark; although my clone lacked spiritual vision, the expanded extraordinary knowledge shared real-time information about this area.
After marking the anomaly, there was no need to fight, as I had already locked onto the opponent.
But the opponent clearly had no idea about this.
“You’re the first person to injure me since I came to this world; you’re not from here, are you? Acting so sneaky…” I mocked directly, using the language of the game world, but the other party showed no reaction.
“Can’t understand or haven’t learned the language of this world? Coming to this world without even learning the language, and you dare to call yourself a genius?” I grasped the arrow the opponent shot and shattered the elf magic above it.
Then countless finer and more brilliant forces of extraordinary knowledge surrounded it.
The next moment, this arrow shot forth at supersonic speed yet made no sonic boom!
Bang! Bang!
A low sound of the arrow piercing through flesh and blood came through.
“I say… you must be an elf, right? Why are your methods so lowly the same as those of inferior demons?”
My disdainful voice accurately reached the opponent’s ears.
Just a simple sentence surprisingly irritated the other party completely.
“You are the inferior demon! Your whole family are inferior demons! You damned witch… you’re simply as disgusting as those demons!”
