What was an immersive livestream?
The Wise Overseer watched as Angor and Kael entered the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
As Angor's figure disappeared, the floating galaxy around them began to change. At this moment, everyone suddenly felt a sense of sinking. It was as if they were standing on soft cotton candy, or in a warm swamp. Their bodies were surrounded by sweetness and warmth, and they kept sinking, sinking, sinking …
It wasn't a bad feeling. In fact, it was a comfortable feeling that calmed them down a little.
"He can change his emotions without being aware of it. This is like a hallucination," the Wise Lord muttered. The Wise Sovereign thought to himself. Although he didn't sense any intense emotional changes on the surface, and even the Dark Count didn't sense anything, as an old monster who had been bored for ten thousand years, he was rather confident in his control of his emotions.
He couldn't tell if the illusion affected his emotions, but he was sure that Angor did something.
It felt like a hallucination, but there was no trace of it. The Wise Lord had been wondering about this strange illusion for a long time. Now that he was experiencing it himself, he still couldn't figure out what was wrong with Angor's illusion, or where it came from.
As the Wise Lord pondered, the power of the illusion had completely surrounded them. It was soft and comfortable. They didn't feel suffocating at all.
However, they felt a little weightless.
When the feeling of weightlessness disappeared, they began to fall from the sky, which wasn't too high.
In the end, they landed in a pile of rubble. Two people were standing in the center of the rubble. One was Angor, who was lazily leaning against a doorframe, while the other was Kael, who was looking at them with a hand over his mouth.
"This is … the inside of the Stairs of Hanging Prison?" Wa Yi looked around in surprise.
"Yes." Black Earl also looked around. He had been here before, so he was quite familiar with the place. "This is the first room we entered."
"How did we get here? Is this an illusion? "Wa Yi took a step back in shock.
Suddenly, he felt someone bump into him from behind. When he turned around, he saw … the Wise Sovereign!
Wa Yi jumped in fright and retreated a few steps, finally hiding behind the Black Earl. Trembling, he said: "Why, why is the Wise Ruler here? H-did he destroy the barrier? "
Black Earl looked at the Wise Lord and shook his head. "No, he didn't. It's an illusion. "
"Illusion simulation?" Vay was surprised, "So this Sovereign of Wisdom is fake?"
Without waiting for the Dark Earl to reply, the Wise Sovereign beamed merrily at him. "I'm not a fake. It's just that someone used illusions to draw us closer. But this kind of distance only looks closer. In reality, we are still very far apart. "
"Then why can I touch you?" Wa Yi still didn't understand.
Just as Wa Yi finished his question, he was attracted by Dorcas's exclamation, "This, is this made of dense stone?"
Wa Yi turned his head and saw that Dorcas had already run to a corner of the ruins and was picking up a milky white brick.
The bricks under his feet were all similar, but they were all mostly shattered. Only the brick in Dorcas's hands was still completely intact.
"I've handled Dense Stone many times, this is definitely Dense Stone!"
Dorcas looked at Angor and asked, "Is that a Dense Stone, Kim?"
The sage wanted to say that this was an illusion. How could the other party answer him when they were separated by an alternate dimension? If you want to ask, do it through the Spirit Bond.
However, Angor heard Dorcas's exclamation and lazily turned around. "Don't worry about it. These are all my illusions. You can't take them out anyway."
"Don't worry, I'll take them out when I come in!" Dorcas looked at Angor happily. "Oh right, I saw them first, so they belong to me!"
Dorcas was completely fascinated by the benefits in front of him. He didn't even think about the strangeness of this illusion.
The others all looked at Angor in shock.
How did he do that? They were clearly outside. How did they follow Angor into the Stairs of Hanging Prison? If this was an illusion, how did Angor do it?
It wasn't just the apprentices who were surprised. Both the Wise Lord and Black Earl were terrified.
If this was an illusion, it meant that Angor had taken them directly into the Stairs of Hanging Prison!
The Wise Lord crouched down and picked up a handful of white, porcelain-like dust from the ground.
Judging from the broken floor tiles around, the dust was probably left behind by a broken stone.
The wise man carefully rubbed the dust, feeling its delicate and smooth texture. This feeling was indeed the same as the feeling of a broken dense stone.
"Did you create this with an illusion too?" The Wise Lord looked at Angor.
Taking ten thousand steps back, he could roughly understand the overall nature of the illusion. However, to be able to perfectly recreate such exquisite details … Are you telling me that this is an illusion?
"Yes." "Hey, Red, can you please stop ransacking the place?" Angor looked at the other side of the room.
"And you. What are you doing? Put down the dust on your hands." Angor looked at Wail, who was following the Wise Lord's example and picking up dust from the ground.
Dorcas and Wail stopped and obediently put down the items in their hands.
Angor's expression softened a little when all the items in their hands were put down.
"This is a livestream, you know? It's not for you to dig for treasures. It's for you to see. " Angor scolded, "Every time you touch those things, it costs me a lot of computing power. Especially the Wise Lord and the dust on your hands."
"Do you know how much computing power they cost me? Of course you don't! "
"If that's the case, I might as well just stand here and serve you! How am I supposed to keep doing this? "
The Wise Lord put down the dust on his hands. "We can feel the real sensation of these things when we touch them. Did you use your computing power to do this?"
Angor nodded. "Yes. I'm doing a live broadcast. By live broadcast, I mean that you can see everything that I'm sensing in the video. What I see is what you see, and what I see is what you see. "
"It's not as simple as me setting up an illusion in advance. Creating an illusion in real time and simulating everything you touch will consume computing power. "
There were no variables in the illusion of a drama box. Even if it was an experiential drama box that required you to make your own choices, it might seem like the choice of the experiencer was a variable, but in reality, there was no variable at all. Once the box was made, there would already be a self-consistent logic chain. Any choice would be in this logic chain.
Angor's immersive livestream, on the other hand, was full of variables.
The reason was simple. It was Angor's first time entering the broken Stairs of Hanging Prison. The unknown was an uncontrollable variable.
As for the other people who entered the holographic live broadcast, anything they touched would also be fed back to the computing center for integration and real-time feedback. This was also a variable. He couldn't control what they were going to touch, and he couldn't decide what they were going to touch.
Such a large number of variables would definitely increase his computing power.
After Angor explained the general situation, everyone finally understood why Angor was so listless before. It was because of his increased computing power.
Even so, they were still impressed by Angor's powerful control over illusions and his creative ideas.
Black Earl wasn't sure if Sunders could do something like this, but he was certain that no ordinary illusionist could do it. Even those flat livestreams couldn't do it, let alone this kind of illusion.
Black Earl: How many times has Angor surprised us? Or … shocked us.
Maybe this is what a genius looks like.
While Black Earl was lamenting in his mind, the others had different thoughts as well. There was no doubt that Wai was already wearing an idol filter, and now the filter was several times thicker. Kael, on the other hand, was in awe and admiration, and he still hadn't recovered from his shock.
Even the Wise Overseer was surprised by Angor's trick. However, he wasn't thinking about how strange Angor's trick was. Instead, he was wondering who Angor really was.
Moving illusions and immersive illusions. These two types of illusions were extremely difficult. He had heard of the former, but today was the first time he had seen the latter, so he knew how terrifying the difficulty was.
Could the current Noah Family really support such a powerful foundation?
Again, the Wise Overseer was doubtful about Angor's identity. The probability of Angor being a member of the Noah Clan kept decreasing.
Dorcas, on the other hand, was the calmest of them all. He knew how difficult the illusions were, but he was already used to Angor's stun grenades. Back in Princess' Town, he already experienced Rabbit Chacha's twelve constellations, and he was already shocked beyond words.
If Angor's illusions could even create intelligent creatures like Rabbit Chacha, this immersive livestream shouldn't be much of a problem. Although Angor denied that Rabbit Chacha was intelligent, Dorcas still believed that Rabbit Chacha was quite intelligent. Even if it wasn't, Dorcas believed that creating Rabbit Chacha's twelve constellations was much more difficult than this immersive livestream.
It was because of this that Dorcas appeared so calm.
However, Dorcas's comparison didn't make sense. To some extent, creating Rabbit Chacha was more difficult than creating an immersive illusion. However, the two couldn't be compared at all. Rabbit Chacha was an alchemy product created with the Mad Hatter's Crown. Angor's immersive livestream, on the other hand, was an application of an illusion.
The two were completely different in nature, so there was no point in comparing them.
Dorcas was an amateur after all. He only saw the surface, so it was normal for him to have such an understanding. However, Dorcas's calmness made the others feel like they were ignorant.
With Dorcas as a comparison, the others didn't dare to show their surprise. Instead, they forced themselves to stay calm.
"So you need computing power? Then you can just block us from touching anything and just watch the scenery," Dorcas suggested.
Angor asked back, "If I can do it better, why do I have to do it this way?"
Dorcas didn't know what to say. "I'm just trying to lighten your burden."
Angor wasn't someone who didn't appreciate the kindness. He first thanked Dorcas and then said, "I can handle it for now."
Angor wasn't a stubborn person. He looked listless just now because he had just exited the supercomputer mode. He thought the immersive livestream would consume a lot of computing power, and he needed to enter the supercomputer mode to support it.
However, he still underestimated the nightmare power. Not only was it extremely stable, but it was also self-consistent in terms of illusion logic.
More importantly, Angor had more than one Nightmare Domain. The dream wasteland was also one of his Nightmare Domains. He could use the dream wasteland's power to simulate the texture and touch of objects.
As long as something existed in the dream wasteland, it wouldn't cost Angor a lot of computing power to simulate it in the real world.
However, if he wanted to simulate something that didn't exist in the dream wasteland, he would need to use a certain amount of computing power.
In other words, Angor could still support the immersive livestream without using the supercomputer mode.
As for why he asked the others to touch as little as possible so as not to add pressure to him, it was just a habit of hiding his true strength.
Besides, by setting the rules in advance, he could prevent some people from being too greedy. One moment, they would touch something and find a treasure, then start complaining. The next moment, they would touch something and find another treasure, then start complaining about it.
That would be too embarrassing.
Therefore, he didn't want them to know that he could keep the livestream running perfectly without using too much effort.
"Although this kind of livestream is indeed very immersive, won't it scare the wood spirits?" At this moment, Dorcas asked a question that everyone was very concerned about.
The sage only allowed two of them to enter the wasteland. Now that there were so many of them, even if they were just illusions, they should be able to scare the wood spirit, right?
Angor looked at everyone's doubtful looks. "I already spent a lot of computing power to synchronize everything to you. I even synchronized your illusions into it. Am I crazy? "
Everyone finally realized that their bodies were still outside the wasteland.
The illusions they were seeing now were created by the illusion nodes Angor left outside. How could the illusions affect what was happening inside?
After realizing this point, everyone was a little surprised.
The illusions were so real that they felt as if they were really inside the Stairs of Hanging Prison together with Angor. That was why they didn't notice the nature of the illusions.
This also proved that Angor's illusions were quite advanced.
In Count Black's opinion, Angor's illusions were even more unique than Sunders'.
"Since it's not a two-way illusion, I can understand why you can see us. But why can't he see us? "Dorcas pointed at Kael.
"I pulled him into the illusion. Otherwise, he'll think I'm crazy if I keep talking to you and tell you not to touch anything. "
Angor didn't forget that Kael was the one who started all this. Angor didn't use the Spirit Bond because he didn't want Kael and Wai to be exposed. Now that everyone was inside the illusion, Angor didn't mind dragging Kael into it.
Besides, compared to Kael and Wai, Angor was the one who would be exposed the most.
The sage didn't look at Angor with suspicion, but the faint smile on his lips seemed to be saying, "Keep pretending. Keep pretending."
Angor really did plan to keep pretending.
He believed the sage already knew that he wasn't Noah's descendant. However, as long as Angor didn't say anything, the sage wouldn't be so sure.
As long as the wood spirit didn't react to Sunders' aura, Angor would keep up the act.
If the wood spirit really recognized Sunders' aura, then Angor wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
(End of Chapter)
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