Earth, Base Nazca.
The sudden disappearance of Han Lang and the virtual cabin caused a great shock. Of course, this shock only existed in the upper echelons of the Alliance. No one dared to spread this unfortunate news.
Old Mo was invited to the conference room to watch the surveillance video of Han Lang's disappearance.
"How is it? Did the virtual cabin install a warp engine and take Han Lang away? "Clark asked anxiously.
Old Mo shook his head. "That's impossible. A miniature warp engine does exist, but there's a prerequisite to start it, and that's to open a wormhole.
"I've watched the surveillance video of Han Lang's disappearance repeatedly. There are no signs of an artificial wormhole being activated at all. Besides, it's technically impossible to open a wormhole inside a building. Even the smallest wormhole will attract all the entities around it, resulting in unpredictable consequences."
"To put it simply, if someone opened a wormhole under Base Nazca, the base would've been long gone. The wormhole itself would've collapsed due to absorbing a large amount of matter, so it's definitely not a wormhole warp technology."
"Then what is it?" Taryn asked with a frown.
Old Mo said, "It might be some kind of cross-space warp technology that we don't know about. I've repeatedly watched the virtual cabin disappear and found that the moment it disappeared, there seemed to be some kind of molecular disintegration movement.
"Theoretically speaking, matter is made up of smaller atoms, particles, and molecules. If we can control the disintegration and combination of matter, we can completely disintegrate a planet, transport it through a pipeline to a distant place, and then reassemble it without causing any damage.
"But this is just a theory. As far as I know, no one can master complex molecular movement. Even the prehistoric civilization didn't reach this level of technology."
Everyone was shocked and didn't know what to say.
Old Mo sighed. "If I'd known this, I would've gone with Han Lang. But now, the appointed time has passed. No one knows where Han Lang went or how he did it.
"The only thing we can do is wait and hope that Han Lang has good luck. Also, we can't tell anyone about this. I believe that Han Lang wasn't the only one who disappeared at the same time as him."
.....
Old Mo's guess was right. At the same time, many people disappeared from the Milky Way Galaxy and even the more distant Wild Star Region.
At the same time, the Dark Web fell into a state of absence of higher-ups. Many top-level transactions had come to a halt due to the disappearance of their leaders. Of course, the ordinary transactions on the Dark Web were still running because their leaders were not qualified to participate in the Dark Web Assembly.
When Han Lang found himself in a strange place with the virtual cabin, he was a little surprised because everything was completely different from when he used the virtual cabin in the past. It was not like he had entered the virtual world, but more like someone had put him in the virtual cabin and shipped him here.
There were a few thousand people gathered on the grassy field, and it was believed that this was not all of the participants in the Dark Net Dharma Assembly. After all, the Milky Way was a super-large-scale star sector that spanned 120,000 light years, and its population was innumerable. Even if the Dark Net's top-notch experts were invited, there would still be more than a few thousand people.
As far as Han Lang knew, there were more than a few thousand people in the Forgotten Realm alone. Of course, most people in the Forgotten Realm would not come here.
Everyone stared at each other. Because they had disguised themselves according to the requirements of the invitation, no one recognized each other. Even if they did recognize each other, they might not dare to say it out loud. After all, the identity of the people in the Dark Web was a little shady, and no one wanted it to be made public.
"What the hell? My spatial ring can still be used? Could it be that this virtual world can read spatial stones? "someone cried out in surprise.
"That's impossible. No reader can read spatial data. That's a scientific theorem," another person said.
"Try it yourself if you don't believe me."
Hearing that, everyone touched their spatial rings or other spatial tools.
Then, there was silence. Only the sound of the wind blowing through the grassy field and the people's racing heartbeats could be heard.
"What's going on? Where are we? "
"I'm not sure."
"Can anyone tell me if this is the virtual world or the real world?"
"I'm not sure. Let's wait and see."
About an hour later, the voices of doubt and speculation had reached a peak. Suddenly, a person walked out of the forest around the grassy field. He was wearing a combat suit with a black spider web on it, which was the symbol of the Dark Net.
The appearance of this person made the scene quiet immediately.
"Follow me now," the person said in the Milky Way's common language. This person spoke in the common language of the Milky Way. He looked very young, with messy blonde hair and golden eyebrows. His voice was steady.
"Are you the representative sent by the Dark Net?"
"When can we meet the founder of the Dark Net?"
"Since it's a virtual world, why walk? Can't we just change the virtual environment? "
The representative sent by the Dark Net didn't answer any of these questions. He walked straight ahead, and no matter how noisy the people behind him were, he didn't even look back.
Han Lang thought about it and decided to follow this guy into the forest. But before he left, Han Lang had an extra thought. He put the virtual cabin he was in into the Moon Scar. A few people thought Han Lang's idea was good, and they followed his example and put the virtual cabin away.
"I'm Blue Moonlight. What about you?" one of them approached Han Lang and tried to get close to him.
"Windtalker." Han Lang also said the name he used on the Dark Net.
"Say, do you know something behind the scenes, and that's why you put the virtual cabin away?" the person called Blue Moonlight asked curiously.
Han Lang didn't look at him too much, because it was useless to look at him. Everyone had disguised themselves to come here.
Take Han Lang for example. He looked more like a Caucasian with Britannia blood. He was in his thirties, but in reality, Han Lang was a young man of Huaxia blood. There was a big difference. This guy called Blue Moonlight must be the same.
Han Lang shook his head and said, "I don't know anything behind the scenes. I just feel that since space tools can be used, and the virtual cabin's structure is very interesting to me, so I put it away. I'm going to take it apart and study it when I have time."
"Oh." Blue Moonlight suddenly understood. "So that's how it is."
At the same time, a snicker came from the forest. It was as if someone wanted to laugh but was forcibly holding it back and covering their mouth.
Blue Moonlight was stunned. He wanted to enter the forest to check, but Han Lang grabbed him.
"There's no need to look. There are other people in the forest besides us."
"Who are they?"
"Maybe they're from the Dark Net. There's evil everywhere in this place. It's better for us to be cautious."
Blue Moonlight felt that Han Lang's words made sense and nodded. Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he said to Han Lang curiously, "You look like a friend of mine in real life. Your voice is similar, and he's as cautious as you are. Can I ask what your real name is? Which Sector do you live in? We might even know each other. "
Han Lang said calmly, "I think we should forget about it. The people who come here are all from the Dark Net. No one wants others to know who they are. More importantly, even the founder of the Dark Net wants us to disguise ourselves. Clearly, even he doesn't want us to know him."
Blue Moonlight was stunned again. "Too similar, too similar. Not only are you as cautious as my friend, but you're also as smart as him. Alright, I'll listen to you and not bring up the real thing again. But we can at least make friends here, right?"
Han Lang nodded. "Sure."
.....
After Han Lang and the others walked away, a few young people wearing combat suits with the Dark Net's logo walked out of the forest. One of them was a girl. She was neither pretty nor ugly. She had a few playful freckles on her face.
She was the one who couldn't hold back her laughter in the forest just now.
She came to the place where Han Lang's virtual cabin was parked, noted down Han Lang's serial number, and said to the person next to her, "This guy called Wind Whisperer is really funny. The reason he took away the molecular cabin was to dismantle it and study it. I thought he saw through the truth."
A young man next to him curled his lips and said, "No matter what, he got bonus points. There are also some guys who learned from WindTalker and also got bonus points. They're lucky that the molecular chamber is left here. It'll be hard to get it back."
The girl with some freckles on her face was quite mischievous. She rolled her eyes and said, "Do you think Wind Whisperer will really dismantle his molecular cabin out of curiosity? That'll be interesting. "
The boy next to her obviously didn't have a sense of humor. He said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, his points will be deducted until he can't go back. It's not interesting at all."
"Boring!" The girl with freckles on her face didn't like her friend's seriousness. She swung her arms and said.
.....
It was still hot noon when they first arrived, but it was midnight in the blink of an eye. The temperature dropped below zero, and the mosquitoes around them were buzzing. It was annoying.
The team of a few thousand people was still walking in the forest. They were not in a hurry. Finally, someone in the team started to get impatient.
A man in his fifties with a brandy nose rushed up angrily. He found the young representative from the Dark Net and grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Tell me, what's going on? Why are we running around in the forest like headless flies? Where's the venue? Where's the founder of the Dark Net? "
The young representative turned around and looked at the brandy nose man. He raised his golden eyebrows slightly and said in a low voice, "Don't touch me."
"What's wrong with touching you? You're not a girl! "
The young representative raised his golden eyebrows even higher.
"I'll say it again. Don't touch me."
The brandy nose man was enraged. He shouted, "What are you being so arrogant for? This is the virtual world! So what if you're a subordinate of the founder of the Dark Net? What do you want to do to me? At most, I won't participate in this stupid Dark Net assembly! Send me back! "
Pfft!
As soon as he finished speaking, the young representative's hand turned into an eagle's claw and pierced the brandy nose man's heart. Blood splattered.
Han Lang knew about the superpower of the Alienation Series. During the expedition to the 43rd Ruins, the brothers Russel and Riley were Wargods of the Alienation Series.
"What kind of superpower is there in the virtual world? You have guts … You have guts … "
The brandy nose man spat out blood as he cursed.
He thought he was immortal because no one would die in the virtual world.
But very quickly, he noticed a trace of strangeness. His eyes stared straight at his broken heart. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't shout a single word.
He fell to the ground, dead.
A group of eager bugs crawled over to the brandy nose man's wound and licked the blood.
The young representative of the Dark Net scanned the crowd and said coldly, "First, this is not the virtual world. You were sent here by macromolecular technology. This is the real world."
"Second, if you die, your home planet will be erased from the Milky Way. So, please be careful."
"Third, in this world, I won't say anything for the third time."
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