Galactic Dark Net

Chapter 194: Terror world

Earth, Nascar base.

The sudden disappearance of Han Lang and the virtual warehouse caused great shock. Of course, this kind of vibration only existed in several people at the top of the league. No one dared to spread this unfortunate news.

Lao Mo was invited to the conference room to watch the surveillance video of Han Lang’s disappearance.

"How? Is the virtual warehouse loaded with a transition engine and took Han Lang away?" Clark asked anxiously.

Old Mo shook his head and said: "Impossible, the micro-jump engine does exist, but there is a prerequisite to start this transition engine, that is to open a wormhole."

"I have repeatedly watched the surveillance video when Han Lang disappeared. There is no indication that the artificial wormhole is open. Besides, opening the wormhole inside the building is technically not allowed. Even the smallest wormhole will surround it. All entities are attracted, causing unforeseen major consequences."

“In short, if someone opens a wormhole underground at the Nazca base, the Nascar base will not exist anymore, and the wormhole itself will collapse because it inhales a lot of material, so it is definitely not a wormhole transition technology.”

"What exactly is that?" Tallinn asked.

Lao Modao: "It may be some kind of cross-space mobile technology that we don't know. I repeatedly observed the disappearance of the virtual warehouse and found that at the moment of its disappearance, it seems that a certain molecular disintegration movement occurred."

"In theory, matter is made up of tiny atoms, particles, molecules. If you can control the decomposition and combination of matter, you can completely decompose a planet, transport it to a distant place through a pipe, and then recombine it. Will not cause any damage."

"But this is just a theory. As far as I know, no one can master complex molecular movements, even prehistoric civilizations have not reached such a level of technology."

Everyone is very surprised, I don't know what to say.

Lao Mo sighed with a sigh: "I knew this, I went with Han Lang, but now, the time has passed, and no one knows where Han Lang went, and how it passed."

"The only thing we can do is wait. I hope that Han Lang has good luck, and this thing must not be said. I believe that it is not just him who disappears at the same time as Han Lang."

Old Mo did not guess wrong. At the same time, many people disappeared from the Milky Way and even the distant wilderness.

At the same time, the dark network is in a state of high-level lack, many top-level transactions, because of the disappearance of the leader, stagnation, of course, those ordinary online transactions, because the leader is not eligible to participate in the Dark Net Law, still running .

When Han Lang found himself and the virtual warehouse together in a strange place, he was a little surprised because everything was completely different from when he used the virtual warehouse in the past. It was not like he entered the virtual world, it was more like someone put himself in the In the virtual cabin, it is shipped here.

Thousands of people gathered on this grassland. I believe this is not the whole participation in the Dark Net Law. After all, the Milky Way is a very large star field spanning 120,000 light years. The population is countless, even if only the darkest network is invited. The top masters are not likely to be only a few thousand people.

According to Han Lang, there are more than a few thousand people who are forgotten. Of course, the vast majority of people who have forgotten will not come here.

Everyone looked at the big eyes and looked at them. Because they were dressed up according to the requirements of the invitation letter, no one knows who the scene is. Even if they really recognize it, they may not dare to say it. After all, the identity of the people in the dark network is There is no point in seeing it, no one wants to be made public.

"Hell, my space ring is still usable? Can this virtual world read the space stone?" One screamed.

"Impossible, no reader can read cross-space data, this is the scientific theorem." Another person said.

"Do you believe in yourself?"

Hearing this, everyone touched their space ring, or other kinds of space tools.

Afterwards, the scene was silent, only the sound of the wind blowing grass and the sound of people's heartbeats were heard.

"What is going on here? Where are we?"

"I don't know."

“Can anyone tell me if this is a virtual world or a real world?”

"I don't know, wait and see."

After about an hour, the voice of doubt and guessing reached its peak at this time. Suddenly, a person walked out of the forest around the grass, wearing a battle suit with a black spider web, and that was the interstellar darkness. The logo of the net.

The appearance of this person suddenly calmed down the scene.

"Now let me go with me." The man said in the general language of the Milky Way. He looked very young, had a messy blond hair, and his eyebrows were golden, and his voice was steady.

"Are you a representative from Darknet?"

“When can we see the founder of Darknet?”

"Since it is a virtual world, why do you want to walk? Isn't it a good idea to convert a virtual scene?"

For these problems, the representatives sent by the dark network will not answer, and they will walk straight ahead, letting the people behind them speak loudly, but he will not even return.

Han Lang thought for a moment and decided to enter the jungle with this guy. But before leaving, Han Lang had a more eye-opening, and he took the virtual warehouse of his ride into the mark of the moon. Several people thought that Han Lang had a good idea. I also learned how he looked and put the virtual warehouse up.

"My name is the blue moonlight, what about you?" One of them approached Han Lang and tried to talk to him.

"Windtalker." Han Lang also said the name he used in the dark network.

"When you say that you know what the insider is, you only put the virtual warehouse up." Asked the blue moonlight, this person curiously asked.

Han Lang did not look at him a few times, because it was useless to read, everyone is easy to change and later came here.

Take Han Lang at the moment, it is more like a white man with British blood, 30 years old, but in fact Han Lang is a young man of Chinese descent, the gap is quite big, this guy called the blue moonlight, presumably same.

Han Lang shook his head and said: "I don't know what the insider is. I just think that since the space tool can be used, and this virtual warehouse structure makes me very interested, I just put it away, and when I am ready to take it, I will take it apart and study it. ”

"Oh." The blue moonlight suddenly realized: "It turned out to be like this."

At the same time, there was a voice in the jungle, as if someone wanted to laugh, but forcibly held back and blocked his mouth.

The blue moonlight slammed and I wanted to enter the jungle to see him. Han Lang grabbed him.

"Don't look at it, except for us, there are other people in the woods."

"Who are they?"

"Maybe it's a dark net. This place is full of evil everywhere. We are still cautious."

The blue moonlight felt that Han Lang’s words were very reasonable. He nodded and seemed to suddenly think of something. Curiously said to Han Lang: “You are like a friend in my reality, sound like, and he is as cautious as you are. Can you ask what is called in your reality? Which star area you live in? Maybe we still know it."

Han Lang said faintly: "I think it's okay. The people who come here are all mixed nets. No one wants others to know who they are. More importantly, even the founders of the dark network ask us to change our appearance. Obviously, even he does not want us to know."

The blue moonlight is a glimpse. "It’s too much like it. It’s too much like you. You are not only as cautious as my friend, but also as smart as him. Ok, I listen to you, never mention the real thing, but we Is it always possible to make a friend here?"

Han Lang nodded, "Yes."

When the people went to Hanlang, they went far away. In the jungle, they came out a few young people wearing battle suits with dark nets. Among them, there was a girl. It’s not too ugly to look good, and there are a few playful faces on the face. freckle.

Just now she didn't hold back in the woods and almost laughed.

She came to the place where Han Lang’s virtual warehouse was parked, wrote down the number of Han Lang, and said to the person next to him: “This guy named Windtalker is really funny. The reason why he took the molecular warehouse is actually to open up and study. I thought he was aware of the truth."

Next to a teenager, he snorted: "In any case, he got extra points. There are some guys who learn the style of the windtalker. They also get extra points. They are lucky. The molecular warehouse stays here, think again. If you take it back, it will be hard."

The girl with some freckles on her face was quite naughty. Her eyes turned and said: "You said, the windtalker shouldn't really be curious and take down his molecular compartment? That's fun."

The boy next to him obviously has no humorous cells. Shen Sheng said: "In that case, he will be deducted and deducted until he can't go back. It is not interesting at all."

"Nothing!" The girl with freckles on her face didn't like the seriousness of her companion.

When I first came here, it was still hot at noon. In the blink of an eye, it was midnight. The temperature dropped below zero, and the surrounding mosquitoes screamed and the noisy people were upset.

The team of thousands of people is still walking in the jungle, not too slow, and finally someone in the team can't hold back.

A man who looked like a 50-year-old man with a rosace nose rushed up and found the young representative from the dark net, pulling his shoulder.

"What are you going to do? Why are we turning around in the woods like a flies without heads? Where is the venue? Where is the founder of the Darknet?"

The young representative turned and looked at the man with the rosace nose. The golden eyebrows rose slightly and the voice was low: "No one is allowed to touch me."

"What happened to you? You are not a girl!"

The young dark net representative, the golden eyebrows raised higher.

"I said the second time, I don't want to touch me."

The man with rosacea is furious and screams: "What is it? Here is the virtual world! Even if you are the founder of the Darknet, what's the big deal? I still want to make it impossible for me? Big deal, I don't participate in the dark net of this shit. The Fa Conference! Send me back!"

Hey~

The voice just fell, I saw that the young representative of the dark net changed his hand like an eagle claw, and directly put it into the heart of the rosaceous man, blood splashing.

The Department of Alienation, Han Lang knows the super power of this department. When the forty-three relics were on the expedition, the Lacey and Riley brothers were the aliens of the Alienation.

"What can be in the virtual world? There is a kind of kind"

The rosacea man vomited blood in his mouth and roared.

He thought he was not dead because no one in the virtual world would die.

But soon, he noticed a strange look, his eyes staring straight at his broken heart, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't even say a word.

The man fell to the ground and died.

A group of eager worms climbed over and climbed to the wounds of the rosacea man, licking the blood.

On behalf of the dark network, the young man’s eyes swept through the crowd and said coldly: “First, this is not a virtual world. You are sent here by polymer technology. This is a real world.”

"Second, once you die, your mother star will be erased from the galaxy, so please be careful."

"Third, in this world, I will not say the third time in everything."

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