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Chapter 418 - 386 Group Chat_2

Chapter 418: Chapter 386 Group Chat_2

Frame by frame slow motion revealed more information.

Before the explosion, the surface of the "Bright Flame Tumor" displayed a clear "sweep" motion with its eyes.

Not only scanning the street environment, but the pupils hidden within the all-black eyeballs contracted and expanded tens of thousands of times in less than a second.

With another wave of the Side of Truth’s hand, the image switched from a three-dimensional projection to Spiritual Sense mode.

The eyeballs of the Bright Flame Tumor emitted a massive amount of Spiritual Energy, sweeping over the entire slum, reaching the super-giant pipeline dome above the slum, and then spreading along the pipelines.

The King of Trapped Beasts (a burly muscle-bound man draped in beast skin) frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

"Very simple, this tumor is not only a bomb but also a locator."

The Side of Truth calmly said, "The Spiritual Energy signals emitted before the tumor’s Self-Destruction will spread along the pipelines.

Just like radar positioning, it can provide the location of the slum to the tumor’s imposer, which is the Otherworldly players."

The King of Trapped Beasts raised an eyebrow, "Eh? Are there really Otherworldly players in the killing field?"

There are many instances where Earth players go to the Script World to carry out missions and end up being killed and robbed of their qualifications by the natives. Otherworldly players are not surprising.

However, it’s quite bizarre that Otherworldly players can log into the killing field entity.

Just like the Loch Ness Monster, the rumors are rampant, yet no solid and reliable evidence has ever existed.

Now, the news from the Side of Truth’s mouth confirmed this.

"Two months ago, Hornheim and I captured a Level 10 Otherworldly player approximately thirty billion kilometers away from the slum, who came from the Holy Britannia Empire of parallel Earth’s 1980s.

In his worldview, there is also a killing field game, and the arrival of the killing field has just been four months. The global number of players totals no more than three thousand."

The Side of Truth calmly said, "Later on, I captured a total of six players from various worlds; some even belonged to non-human alien races. They mostly hovered between Level 5 and Level 20."

"According to these Transcendents, the killing field game on their planets has fewer players in terms of both quantity and quality compared to Earth.

Of course, this only applies to the current stage."

The news was overwhelmingly shocking; Li Cheng silently observed the people behind the elliptical long table.

The representatives from European Heavy Industry, Prometheus Laboratory, Special Affairs Bureau, with national backgrounds, had calm expressions, clearly already privy to insider information.

The King of Trapped Beasts also realized and complained to the Side of Truth, "Oh man, Old Side, you’re not being decent. Such important news and you didn’t disclose it to me."

The top players were the survivors from the turbulent and chaotic Eat Chicken Tournament four years ago when the killing field had just arrived.

Luck, intelligence, strength, and perseverance were indispensable. Also, because only they made it to the end, they were quite familiar with each other.

The Side of Truth’s voice remained steady, "I posted it in the group chat on WeChat, tagged everyone."

"Huh?"

The King of Trapped Beasts hurriedly took out his phone, opened the twenty-member small group called "Survivors Tea Group," and indeed found the chat record. He hadn’t even looked at it carefully at the time and replied with a simple acknowledgment.

"Oh, then it’s fine."

The King of Trapped Beasts put down the phone nonchalantly as if nothing had happened.

Sitting next to the King of Trapped Beasts, Zhongtian Beiji occasionally caught a glimpse of the dragon emoji sent by someone in the group chat.

Using all his might, he stifled his expression.

Internally, he criticized frantically,

Why on earth are these Level 38, Level 40 Demigods and True Gods still using WeChat?

Are you telling me that, despite being a wealthy young second-generation millionaire with hundreds of billions in assets, who struggled through hardships to reach the position of Director of the Southeast Asia Department of the GOC Security Affairs Department, I still don’t qualify to join a group flooded with silly emoji?

This dealt a severe blow to my worldview.

Zhongtian Beiji’s pupil trembled greatly and his Daoist heart shattered.

Li Cheng, sitting nearby, was rather indifferent.

The world has always been a massive improvisation team,

even elite officials from the United States’ White House use civilian chat software Signal. When the National Security Assistant pulled the wrong person, he included a press editor into the chat group. Vice President, Secretary of State, Secretary of Defense, discussing top-secret military operations, still sent emojis.

"So, after Yakai Quan went missing, he was captured by Otherworldly players. He was allowed to return to the slum and detonate a bomb to provide position."

The Zero-day Vulnerability dressed in a hoodie and wearing a rabbit mask raised a hand, emitting a mechanical electronic sound, "I have three questions.

1. Why could the bomb bypass the slum’s restrictions causing damage?

2. If it was really Otherworldly players, why didn’t they control Yakai Quan to follow him into the teleportation phone booth?

3. If I remember correctly, the super-sized pipeline above the slum is over ten thousand kilometers long, winding and twisting, even with your level of top-tier Spiritual Ability User, it would be hard to make the Spiritual Power Detection Skill work, right?"

The spatial expanse of the killing field entity is vast, measured only with units like "ten thousand kilometers." There are also vast layers of rock, restricted zones, and deadly areas that cannot be traversed.

Four years have passed, and players have only explored a small area. Approximately the size of Jupiter.

The Side of Truth glanced at the Zero-day Vulnerability and said calmly, "The reason is simple: first, the tumor bomb was made using Spiritual Energy as the fuel and Security Guards as the raw material.

The slum only prohibits players from harming each other and does not forbid Security Guards from harming players."

Huh? Is there such a setup?

Li Cheng raised an eyebrow, indeed it seemed that the slum and its surrounding area completely lacked the presence of Security Guards.

"Second, through tests conducted by myself and Hornheim, Otherworldly players can use the phone booth, but their teleportation position differs from Earth players after inputting the same coordinates. The reason is unknown.

In other words, although Otherworldly players know the coordinates of the slum’s phone booth, they cannot teleport here.

Simultaneously, Otherworldly players cannot use ’Spiritual Control on Yakai Quan to make him take the Magic Gemstone to the slum and open a Space Gate’ to directly arrive at the slum—

The distance is too far, and no teleportation gate can be established."

The Side of Truth said, "As for the third point, simply using Spiritual Energy signals cannot penetrate tens of thousands of kilometers of rock layers, concrete, and mutated plants.

However, the Otherworldly Transcendent who set the bomb was quite clever, embedding a frequency that can twist gene coding within the Spiritual Energy signal.

Any native creatures of the killing field, as long as they are large vertebrates, would be parasitically induced to spontaneously nurture and grow similar tumors over time. Eventually causing explosions.

The detection range of a single Spiritual Bomb is limited, but through this unlimited spreading, it will eventually transmit back to the bomb setter.

Then, he can reverse-engineer the gene encoding patterns within the tumor, sketching a path leading to the slum.

Just like reverse engineering the climate environment of decades past through tree rings.

The whole method is quite ingenious."

The Side of Truth’s tone was filled with appreciation and admiration; however, the words carried different implications to others.

Whale Song’s Vice Guildmaster Zero-day Vulnerability abruptly stood up and spoke urgently, "Is it still possible to erase the Spiritual Energy wave from the bomb?"

To set such a sophisticated bomb requires at least Level 35 or higher.

If the Otherworldly player manages to pinpoint the slum position and follows the trail, finding the hidden rooms occupied by various guilds, then counterattacks Earth... the consequences would be unimaginable.

European colonists faced with Indian aboriginals, lifted the butcher’s knife and murdered millions, purchasing scalps at marked prices.

Anyone with a normal intellect would not have any unrealistic fantasies about the moral standards of aliens.

"I have already erased it."

The Side of Truth anticipated the reaction of Zero-day Vulnerability long before, and calmly stated, "But I can say for certain, Yakai Quan’s death is only the beginning.

Sooner or later, we will have large-scale contact with Otherworldly civilizations. The only difference is whether it is Active or Passive."