Chapter 746
When stepping into the immediately of Space Crack, Mu Shaoan has determined that this should not be a trap set by the old fart and the virus, because the other party really does not possess the great magical power as imagined.
This is just a secret backdoor that was consumed all at once, a secret tunnel used by viruses to invade the civilized world.
Such dark tunnels are everywhere in the mission world in the major War Zones of Chaos Base. Without such dark tunnels, how easily can viruses invade?
Because of this, the virus camp is also easily impossible to leak such a secret path. Even if the power is cut off, it will never start easily.
This time it is estimated that the old farts of the mysterious organization paid a high price to persuade those viruses to forcibly open the secret tunnels.
But if you open it forcibly in this way, it is equivalent to completely exposing this dark tunnel, and you can only use it once.
When such thoughts flashed by, Mu Shaoan also seemed to be struggling in a turbulent river. On both sides of the river, various weak rules can be sensed. In fact, it is the world, space-time coordinates of each task. , Even he sensed the rule aura of his sword and shield world.
It's just too weak, too far away.
And this illegal Space-Time Crack is very unstable. He has to struggle desperately, stabilize his body desperately, and try to get closer to the shore. As long as he can get to the shore, it is equivalent to being able to enter a Safe mission world.
Many survivors who stepped into the Space-Time Crack with him are struggling, but as long as the resistance is slightly weaker, they will be swallowed and torn apart by the turbulence.
Mu Shaoan doesn't care about choosing a mission world at this time. For him, he can even enter a mission world casually.
In a blink of an eye, he had already rushed far away from the turbulence, and he could no longer sense the coordinates of the sword and shield time.
Suddenly, a turbulence swept past, Mu Shaoan clearly sensed the coordinates of a mission world, from the seventh War Zone’s "Dream of Red Mansions" world, but before he was struggling to approach, Mu Shaoan clearly sensed the coordinates of a mission world. The turbulence swept him away, and could no longer sense the world of "Dream of Red Mansions".
next moment, it is the world coordinates of two familiar missions, "Tale of the White Snake" and "Dark Soul", but he still missed it only a little bit.
The turbulence reappeared and Mu Shaoan struggled desperately. Suddenly three faint world coordinates appeared in front of him. Judging from the induction, this should be a very low-level mission world, but he is not qualified to choose to refuse and catch If you live for the opportunity, you will rush into one of the mission worlds.
Emotion, this is the basic process of the virus invasion mission world.
all around it was pitch black and Mu Shaoan was not in a coma. He stepped on the ground and he could clearly feel that his state was fully restored, but this world in front of him was a bit weird.
The reason why it is weird is because he can't see the sky, and it's pitch black all around, so that he has an illusion. It's not that he hasn't struggled out of the Cybertron planet yet.
"Who are you?"
There was a human voice in front of him, very alert. There is no doubt that this is the same uninvited guest who broke in from the turbulence of time and space like Mu Shaoan.
There is more than one.
Laughed silently, Mu Shaoan asked, "Who are you again?"
There was no response or movement on the other side. The person kept a distance of 150 meters. .
Mu Shaoan didn't care about him either. He just checked his attribute template and action log, and found that there was no indication of intrusion. In other words, is the network of this world not covered by him?
Thinking about it, he took out the space-time anchor coordinates of the sword and shield world, and prepared to return to the sword and shield world. No matter how weird this low-level mission world is, it has nothing to do with him.
"Huh? The IP address of the time-space anchor is denied access, what the hell?"
Mu Shaoan was taken aback, a trace of vigilance appeared in his heart, shouldn’t be, in his induction Here, the unfamiliar task in the world is at most D-Rank. He himself has A-Rank authority, so he can come and go if he wants to.
What happened?
Putting away the space-time coordinate anchor point, Mu Shaoan tried to open the territory stone space, and took out an insect leg from the interstellar world hegemony. After waiting for one minute, his A compatibility message appears on the attribute template.
"Description, the compatibility of this item and this world is 78%, and it is approved, and Rule suppression is 12%."
This information indicates that this world does not conflict with the insect race.
Next, Mu Shaoan puts away the insect legs and takes out a piece of Winged Dragon feces from the world of "wizard · Wild Hunt".
After one minute, the second identification message appears.
"Explanation, the compatibility of this item with this world is 82%, approved, and Rule suppression is 9%."
Mu Shaoan eyes flashed, and immediately took out the third item item, produced from a Vulcan cannon in the world of "Transformed Vajra".
But the authentication information that appeared this time was different.
"Explanation, the compatibility of this item and this world is 12%, and it is rejected. Rule suppression is 80%."
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Understand Now, this should be a world that is biased towards magic and insect race, monster, and ghost, but does not welcome mechanical technology elements. In other words, the planetary grade heavy artillery he assembled has the formidable power of this world-well, the same Powerful and unmatched, who makes this a world of D-Rank difficulty, even if the formidable power is suppressed by 80%.
Next, Mu Shaoan stopped trying. He took out a huge searchlight and put it on his shoulder. The bright light directly illuminated several hundred meters.
It is very strange that the darkness here is not pure darkness, but a strange black mist particles, which can be seen with a searchlight.
"This is not a maze, right."
Mu Shaoan strode forward, and soon a street appeared in front of him. The street was paved with bluestone. Both sides of the street are all antique houses, which look like they are in ancient times. Unfortunately, I can’t see a silhouette. Oh, that’s not correct, because there is another guy 150 meters away. Exploring silently.
A ghost town?
This city is very big, the streets extend in all directions, but there is no way out, all around is filled with black mist, there is no sound, and there is no danger.
An hour later, Mu Shaoan met two people, survivors who rushed in like him. They also wandered around like flies without their heads, and they couldn't find an exit.
What's even more bizarre is that the direction function attached to the territory stone is completely ineffective in this dark misty ghost town.
"Do you think this is a virus conspiracy? Obviously, this is just a low-level world of D-Rank. It is weird to trap our three A-Rank experts here."
At this time, the person who spoke was called Gao Shuyou, who claimed to be a mercenary from the Fifth War Zone. He was familiar with him, and it was he who brought Mu Shaoan together with another taciturn guy.
No way, the three of them are walking around in the ghost town, and they will always meet together in the end.
"Wait, no matter if it is artificial or for some reason, it will always show off." Mu Shaoan calmly said, and now he left in no hurry.
The three of them each found a small courtyard with no one, and waited patiently.
Sure enough, this ghost town was not unchanged. About ten hours later, a desolate horn sounded abruptly above the city.
With the sound of this wu wu horn, the whole city wakes up in an instant, and the dark sky gradually becomes ash-gray.
The sound of rumbling footsteps, all kinds of shouts, even the hawks on the street, the sound of horse hooves, and the clash of weapons and armor.
While all around the empty streets, there are silhouettes in the small courtyard, but these people are all ancients.
This is really fun and weird.
"Husband, please have breakfast."
Mu Shaoan was sitting in the small courtyard. He was surprised. Suddenly, he heard a voice coming from behind, which is not charming, but respectful. , Also a very subtle female voice.
He didn't jump up in surprise, because at this brief moment, he suddenly understood what was going on.
That's because he passed through the secret path of the virus, traveled through time and space, and after entering the world, he was automatically turned into a'virus' silkworm pupa.
This is how the virus invades.
Looking back, I saw a woman who was about 30 years old, dressed in coarse cloth, with a pretty face, standing there, and she didn’t know when she changed and became an ancient woman in an azure gown. A scholar-like guy with a mustache on his chin.
No wonder I couldn't leave before, because he was in the virus pupa.
Now it’s coming out of the cocoon. In an instant, you have a body that can hide from the sky, and have memories that can confuse the surroundings. These viruses really possess great magical power, you can’t guard against it.
Unfortunately, he is not a virus. At this moment, Mu Shaoan finally successfully sensed the sword and shield world again. As long as he took out the space-time coordinate anchor point, he could return to the sword and shield in a second. Shield world.
This kind of world of D-Rank difficulty, he really has no interest in staying.
However, before he could take out the space-time coordinate anchor point, he heard a rush of footsteps. The door of the next moment small courtyard was violently kicked open. A group of big men dressed in servicing costumes rushed in. , The first person looked at Mu Shaoan up and down for a few seconds before coldly snorted, "Zhuang Jiubo, you have something to do, come with us!"
I'll be together, what the hell?
Mu Shaoan was taken aback. It was not because of the officers who came in suddenly, but he could tell at a glance that these officers were all standard anti-virus hunters with special standards, and the one that followed A scribe with a goatee, dressed as a master, it is obvious that this servant is a member of the cleaners branch.
When did these antivirus hunters and cleaners catch viruses and transmigrator so efficiently?
After grinning for a few seconds, Mu Shaoan could only blink his eyes and sighed: "My ID number is S-1080, from the third War Zone, my name is Mu Shaoan, may I ask Everyone, what dynasty, what year, what day is it? I’m really not familiar with traveling through this area."