Chapter 959: Game Equipment and Inactive Trump Cards
“Hey~ Clearly, I came to the Expanding Realm to relax with Sister Bai, yet we ended up with this.”
“Isn’t this part of your plan, Xiao Han?” Sister Bai seemed unfazed.
After all, Xiao Han had already spent several days with her, and she had fully accepted that Xiao Han belonged to the type that couldn’t stop.
“Being here with you feels somewhat like being in a tourist attraction, why are you feeling annoyed, Xiao Han?”
“Uh…”
“Does Xiao Han think of your Sister Bai as a burden, a girlfriend who needs to spend regular time maintaining the relationship?”
“Hey? No! I never said that!! It’s not like that!!!”
“Feelings are mutual; they don’t need extra time to maintain, nor are they weak. Emotions are the seasoning between our lives; a mundane life shared with love is the ultimate destination between us.”
“Uh… I fell into silence, even my temporarily hosted clones were stalled for a moment.”
What Sister Bai said… was far too correct!
The so-called passionate love is just one party expressing themselves to the other.
Who wants to constantly test their emotions?
“…Can Sister Bai come up with these thoughts because of the ordinary topic?”
“Maybe… it could have some influence, but what I want to say to you, Xiao Han, is that our feelings don’t need too many words. Save those unnecessary apologies; you can do more things.”
After Sister Bai finished speaking, she didn’t wait for me to say anything and pulled me into her embrace.
Feeling Sister Bai’s softness and that warm, pure, and sincere heartbeat resonating within… perhaps, as Sister Bai said, emotions need not be voiced much?
Ordinary is the simplicity of life; warmth is the resonance in our hearts.
“Hehe… so nice… I can already feel Sister Bai’s intentions.” I raised my face, buried in her chest, and said to Sister Bai, “Though you say there’s no need for words, the body is still quite honest~”
As I said this, I reached my hand behind me. The hand that had originally been holding my waist had now slid down to my bottom, and I grabbed that hand, even so, Sister Bai didn’t retract her strength.
“Ah~ Actually, Xiao Han’s figure is just too good… mmm…”
Seeing that Sister Bai’s hand still didn’t move, I also retracted mine and pressed my finger against Sister Bai’s lips.
“Hey~ You clearly said that apologies aren’t necessary, right?”
“Ah, it seems to be, huh…”
“So… tonight, I want…”
“Is that so? Then I have to satisfy Xiao Cheng~” Sister Bai lowered her head, observing my somewhat unsatisfied expression, and I gently kissed her forehead.
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Game World.
I looked at the game pod that Dawn brought me, which occupied quite a large space and was big enough for one person to lie down in.
“Catastrophe Witch, this is the game pod I prepared for you. Previously, due to some reasons regarding game accounts and information verification, these issues have basically been resolved. If you’re interested, perhaps you can give it a try…!”
Dawn was quite humble while explaining this device to me.
Before he brought this to me, I hadn’t actually considered personally experiencing this world’s “special product.”
According to Dawn, I could use this to pass some time.
After all, when that fire engulfed the entire city of Egger, protecting it and transforming it, there were now people daring to cause trouble here.
To prevent any mishaps, they sent me these.
Dawn is now the official president of the Real Protection Association branch.
As for the other branches of the Real Protection Association, including those at the headquarters… according to Dawn, due to territorial allocations, they basically don’t follow the headquarters’ orders much.
After all, which Real Protection Association in each city isn’t growing independently?
It’s mainly just a titular arrangement, and the so-called Monroe leader doesn’t mind. He said he only spreads ideas and hopes that people recognize the truth, to oppose the lies woven by the terminal headquarters for everyone—even if it costs their lives!
If one Monroe falls, another will rise to bear the mantle of this spiritual leader.
Anyone who resists with that spirit can call themselves part of the Real Protection Association.
Whether resisting in reality or in the game, it’s all for the same cause.
So, the players of the Real Protection Association can be somewhat annoying in the game, as creating chaos in the game truly harms those people’s interests.
However, the Real Protection Association also often acts like those helium high-end players pretending to be wealthy, so their reputation remains quite volatile.
“If Catastrophe Witch finds the game pod inconvenient, there’s also a more convenient head-mounted game device. I can get you connected right away.”
“Hmm, you busy yourself; I’ll take a look first.” I waved, allowing Dawn to set up.
The game equipment in their world also needs to be connected to energy.
But it’s not the type of connection I understood, like wires and cables, but rather a direct connection to special ports on buildings.
Sure enough, those structures in the game world are also the supporting infrastructure of the All Worlds Terminal in this world.
It’s somewhat similar to the root network of the All-Union Internet, except the root network’s carrier is the roots, which have stronger autonomy and resistance to interference.
Everything in the game world is built on Extraordinary Pixels.
Whether the infinitely refinable Extraordinary Pixels or the material pixels that use matter as a carrier, they all reflect the power and order of the All Worlds Terminal.
Even I couldn’t help but be impressed.
After all, if we compare the All Worlds Terminal to a spellbook, then creating a spell field from the spellbook and restructuring the spell order is something that only a saint above the extraordinary can wield.
Could it be that the power of this game world has reached the extraordinary sanctity?
Or maybe it’s as gifted as someone like me?
I didn’t feel much frustration about this since I was facing the genius of a world, the power of a society, the foundation of a civilization.
What truly made me uneasy was the extraordinary part.
Would those 12 members of the Supreme Council be extraordinary beings?
Even if their paths of advancement aren’t aligned with my understanding, there is one universal scale—life level.
If they were geniuses who could steer extraordinary power using mere mortals, that would be equally tricky.
I refuse to believe that those 12 don’t have powers they enjoy controlling; otherwise, how could they sit in the seats of the Supreme Council?
But after careful contemplation, I suspect that the 12 are most likely not extraordinary.
Because their instance fields and pixel orders are at the same dimensional stage as mine!
“Indeed, this world is filled with countless geniuses…” I couldn’t help but sigh. If they’re likely not extraordinary, there’s only one possibility: they once had geniuses among them.
Also, as I understood from what Dawn said, the game world has seen very little change, and there haven’t been any new prompts in games—at least not during Dawn’s lifetime.
So… I suspect that genius is likely a thing of the past in history.
Now, the headquarters of the Infinite Group’s All Worlds Terminal is likely just a guardian of inherited traditions.
Dawn also revealed some vague rumors without much evidence; the Supreme Council has lost the ability to maintain the All Worlds Terminal nearby, relying solely on the All Worlds Terminal for self-repair.
However, I’m somewhat skeptical of this rumor. If that’s the case, then how rotten has the Supreme Council become?
I won’t imagine my enemies as being in such a pathetic state.
“Alright, if there’s nothing else, you can leave. If something comes up, contact me directly, great god of knowledge. The city where Egger is located is just the beginning; even if you become the president of the association, don’t let your guard down,” I said.
“Yes! Oh, by the way… there’s one more thing I want to inform you about.” Dawn quickly spoke up after nodding.
“What is it? I tried to open the pod’s door,” I asked.
“It’s like this… with the frequent movements of our branch, now that I’ve taken over as president of the association, I… I received a message!”
“Just say it, what message?” I asked.
“Well, we’ve received a message from the real president of the Real Protection Association, Monroe.”
Again?
Hmm, as far as I know, the last time was when they were preparing to summon you, I wasn’t even the vice president then, so I didn’t know much. This is also the first time I received it.
What’s the message?
Monroe… hmm! No, it’s Monroe wanting to meet you, Catastrophe Witch.
He wants to meet me? I raised my eyebrows, somewhat surprised.
Previously, that Betraying Witch, Xuel, said she had a way to bring me to this game world.
Could it be that this president is that Betraying Witch’s… spokesperson?
Could it be possible?
It is possible… After all, anyone can be swayed.
But that’s just speculation.
Did he mention why he wants to meet me? When and where? I continued asking.
He didn’t say; there wasn’t a specific time or place—it seemed just a sudden thought or expectation. Maybe after the first meeting, he will appear, considering Monroe’s capabilities, his survival until now is a strong proof of his power.
“Is that so? No wonder you waited until the end to bring this up. Fine, let’s treat it as if nothing happened, so you can get on with your tasks.” I casually dismissed Dawn.
Dawn left quite seriously.
However, from a distance, my clone got another task: to explore this game world, locate the All Worlds Terminal headquarters, and seek out Monroe’s whereabouts.
After sending Dawn off, I placed all my focus on the game pod.
This is still my first time playing, using the clone to replace the player, and it was ultimately still too restricted.
This game pod made me feel as I did when I first used the Primordial Dream World—though utterly different, they seemed to achieve a similar effect.
I wouldn’t die.
I lay back in the game pod, which was designed very ergonomically and was adjustable.
After all, such things as game pods are purchased by the wealthy, and the service is naturally top-notch. Only ordinary people have to use head-mounted game devices.
Once the game pod door was closed, it would directly start when it detected a player inside.
However, I didn’t wait for the game to boot up; instead, I began observing these devices.
Dawn and the others might not have noticed, but I couldn’t afford to ignore it. I’m just a clone, not true life.
How is this game connected?
What does it connect to?
The brain? Consciousness? Soul material? Or just sensory perception?
From what I understand, players can’t face danger when they encounter me, so players definitely can’t descend as soul material.
Thus, as the game started, I quickly figured out its operational principle.
This game connects to the essence of life!
That is to say, the so-called soul material, and it synchronizes the five senses based on the essence of life…
As I delved deeper into my understanding, my expression grew darker.
Because… such a design fully entrusts life within the game to this device!
While it might not pose a danger to life, if the device has the capability for extra manipulation, then such circumstances could arise.
It could support a player’s essence of life!
It could even interfere with players being unable to leave the game!
These things were never mentioned by Dawn; most likely, even they were unaware of this hidden detail.
This made me immediately think of the association’s banned accounts. If an account is banned, players would be unable to log in, and if the account were banned, wouldn’t that create another form of altered consciousness?
Just a moment of thought helped me realize; this is probably the inactive trump card!
Once activated, that method would become a sharp blade against the headquarters!
If games are dangerous, who would still play them?
It would shake the foundations of the game’s society!
Mainly, the association hasn’t yet been capable of threatening the All Worlds Terminal headquarters to that extent.
“What a deviously designed scheme…” I couldn’t help but lament, but I also actively connected to the game.
Not to mention that I’m not just a clone; even if I had methods, I could break the connection since this tactic is only highly effective against ordinary people.
Nonetheless, I took precautions, setting my connecting clone consciousness and the synchronized five senses to be additional simulated clone signals.
After all, I might be a Little Witch reversing the account from a player’s character perspective!
Even though I’m just a clone now, handling the game device is still quite simple.
At this moment, I felt a bit of anticipation because I was about to enter another world!
One could say the game world is a peculiar existence, a classic example of buy one get many!
It’s no wonder it’s evolving into a large-scale world from a medium-sized world; if all these worlds are “digested,” they might reach the level of a large world cluster threshold, right?
But thinking about these is pointless; these worlds dominated by the game world also cannot become forces to overthrow it.
