Enforcer Manual
Chapter 873 - 842: Let This World Feel Pain_2

Chapter 873: Chapter 842: Let This World Feel Pain_2

Perhaps after that, Lu Xiang’s thought folder might have gained some content or lost some important files; these were the inevitable risks of exploring the "Sea of Souls."

"Death is just the perspective we use to view this world, but it doesn’t necessarily have to be us who die."

"What are you trying to say?"

Lu Xiang was somewhat confused.

"If we assume this is a hallucination space constructed by illusions, does that mean that whatever destruction occurs here won’t reflect in the real world?"

While speaking, Lu Xiang saw the blade in her hand had been damaged by Spiritual Energy, turning into drifting dust.

At the same time, she felt a strong wind brushing against her face.

She could sense an unprecedented storm was about to come.

The roaring came from directly above their heads.

The biological laboratory of Kolo Film Industry was located underground, and the storm was fierce enough to lift the building above their heads, allowing the outside light to shine in.

But at that moment, above their heads wasn’t the sun but dark clouds and a sky torn apart by the storm.

Lu Xiang understood Song Lan’s idea.

A storm of Spiritual Energy.

If he had used his powers in the real Fourth Zone, he would have become the United Government’s number one terrorist that very night, bringing about not only the destruction of the city but also countless deaths.

However, now, there were no pedestrians above them, and the parts destroyed by the Spiritual Energy storm revealed their original appearance.

A world adorned with faint blue light.

When the illusions were dispelled, even the ground beneath their feet disappeared, leaving only patches of black cubes that hardly qualified as roads and looked more like randomly stacked blocks.

In less than a minute, they had left the "Fourth Zone" and entered a deeper layer of data space.

Lu Xiang suddenly felt dazed.

She thought of RT6’s assessment of Song Lan.

Destroying a city seemed almost effortless for Song Lan, as if he had rehearsed it many times.

"The experiment succeeded."

Song Lan stepped on one of the black "blocks." He bent down, touched the material beneath his feet, and ripples appeared on the surface of the "block." It then seemed as if it had been endowed with consciousness, suddenly jumping up and hitting Song Lan’s arm, before "whooshing" off into the distance.

At the "block’s" call, the ground beneath his feet followed suit, beginning a massive migration, making the ground beneath Song Lan increasingly problematic. In less than half a minute, a deep pit had formed under his feet.

"Indeed, whatever destruction you cause in this world will not reflect into the real world."

RT6, who fell into the pit with him, spoke up, "But this will make the ’Sea of Souls’ dislike you, congratulations, you must now be the most detested entity in its program."

Even RT6 hadn’t expected Song Lan to do this.

Making the entire illusory world "die" was the new answer Song Lan obtained based on the theory of the deceased researcher, but it also weakened the firewall of the "Sea of Souls" to some extent, allowing her to communicate directly with the two of them.

"I’ve created a temporary foothold for you; you’d better stay right here, don’t go anywhere else."

RT6 said.

With Song Lan, the "annoyance," there, they would never find the location of the "Sea of Souls" program.

"You have scared it, it only wants to stay away from you now."

Although RT6 thought it sounded strange to say this, Song Lan now seemed like someone who had enabled a digging cheat in "My World," with the ground disappearing wherever he went, until it kicked him out of the "Sea of Souls."

For the "Sea of Souls," Song Lan was still a stubborn, variant virus.

The kind that even the server’s owner couldn’t kick out.

And in such times, she needed to step in and solve the problem.

The panicked program urgently needed the comfort of a big sister to stabilize its fearful heart temporarily.

Lu Xiang glanced at the ground beneath Song Lan’s feet, which was empty except for a floating barrier dragging him along to prevent him from falling off the map. Coupled with Song Lan’s innocent expression, all of this was quite comical.

"Then you stay here. I’ll go help her."

As the illusion dissipated, Lu Xiang gradually recalled the plan they had formulated.

RT6 couldn’t come here, all she could do was guide them closer to the program of the "Sea of Souls".

According to her, an artificial intelligence was now controlling the "Sea of Souls".

Song Lan’s recent actions had already cost him the possibility of peaceful negotiations, putting all the pressure on her at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Song Lan reflexively stretched out his hand, assuming a conciliatory pose.

He changed his words when they reached his lips, "Old Lu, I’ll leave the rest to you."

Thanks to Song Lan’s "intimidation", locating the artificial intelligence had become much simpler. Guided by RT6, what welcomed Lu Xiang in the depths of this digital world was a palace constructed of faint light, its pale blue luminance dimmed significantly, flickering before her.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Lu Xiang could almost sense a fine flow of emotions from the cold data.

Just as RT6 had said, the "Sea of Souls" was now in a state of panic.

For a long time, no Consciousness Entity had invaded this place, and now a Spiritual Energy storm had been triggered within the world it had constructed.

As a top graduate of Morning Star, Lu Xiang had studied much about negotiation, but no book had ever described how to negotiate with artificial intelligence.

First, she needed to figure out a way to say a few good words for that Dumb Bird.

Just thinking about this gave her a headache.

Was the Dumb Bird really without bad intentions?

Had it triggered a Spiritual Energy storm out of goodwill?

Not to mention convincing the startled artificial intelligence, convincing herself seemed somewhat difficult as well.

But regardless, Lu Xiang proceeded into the dimly lit palace. Apparently affected by the Spiritual Energy storm, parts of the palace had suffered different degrees of Destruction, and just before Lu Xiang could greet the artificial intelligence, an unexpected figure appeared in her view.

She saw Qi He.

At this moment, Qi He was no longer in a suit and tie.

His hair was disheveled, his upper body bare, presenting a rather indecent appearance.

If this image of him were to leak, the Ragus Foundation might consider replacing their representative.

After all, the foundation’s representative was essentially their public image.

"Long time no see, Director Lu."

Qi He seemed unconcerned, greeting Lu Xiang proactively.

"Could you put on some clothes first?"

Lu Xiang couldn’t help but remind him.

The sight of Qi He now, and his behavior of being alone in the palace, made it seem as though he harbored some unspeakable proclivities.

"Oh, you mean this."

Qi He casually bent down and picked up a piece of torn cloth from the ground; this was his suit, or more accurately, the remains of his suit.

He was always a man who cared about his appearance, but a sudden storm had struck him not long ago, causing his jacket to be sacrificed in the assault.

"Don’t misunderstand, I don’t have an exhibitionist streak, I was actually dressed."

"Pop—"

Everything went black before Lu Xiang’s eyes, her left hand covering them. This interruption made her forget most of the negotiation content she had prepared along the way.

She saw the program mentioned by RT6.

It was a dazzling blue orb, which, upon Lu Xiang’s arrival in the palace, had immediately sought refuge on Qi He, which was also the main reason she couldn’t help but notice Qi He’s current state.

She had no choice but to change her question, "How are you here?"

"I’ve always wanted to see this place."

Qi He said, "It isn’t exactly easy, plus there are corresponding risks involved."

For instance, temporarily abandoning the body, and not even knowing if it’s possible for consciousness to return.

But risks often correspond to opportunities.

"Because, there are many answers to questions here."