novelraw Chapter 842 314: Storage Card Cage, All NPCs Are
Chapter 842 314: Storage Card Cage, All NPCs Are
They are the real warriors.
He is not.
Yang Hailong fell into the collapsing world, his body beginning to digitalize along with the tide, merging into the data stream.
At this moment, he felt it more clearly.
Looking inside the world, it seemed that in an instant, all the NPCs turned their gaze to him.
He was too familiar with that look.
Yang Hailong felt as if another consciousness had emerged within his own.
He laughed.
"I knew it, I knew it, you damn thing, how could you not prepare thoroughly.
It turns out that all the NPCs have been infiltrated by you, so with the right method, you can leave with any one of them.
Nuriya was arranged by you too, right? Unfortunately, you went too far, Nuriya just wanted to disappear completely.
You turned me into an NPC too, but what's the point?
The moment I entered, I didn't plan on leaving alive.
My family will be martyrs' relatives in the future, and you? No one will even remember your name.
Die with me, trash."
Yang Hailong laughed, looking at those familiar-eyed NPCs as they together were swept into the torrent, collapsing with the Miracle World.
The interface has already been unplugged by Wen Yan and taken away.
At this moment, all the arrangements here are completely useless.
The only part of the electronic entity taken away has also been imprisoned in the storage cell and can do nothing anymore.
The resplendent data stream swirled here, like a galaxy, continually collapsing towards its center, eventually dissipating completely, until everything thoroughly disappeared.
Meanwhile, Wen Yan had already walked out of the Void according to the way home, carrying the body of the female warrior, returning to the game room he came from.
He glanced back at the screen, where an error alert popped up.
On the desktop, the game's icon has vanished.
He pressed the alarm bell here, waiting next door, and soon, people from the Scorching Sun Department arrived.
After inspection, the server was empty, not simply file corruption, but all files related to the Miracle World have disappeared into thin air, as if they never existed.
Wen Yan handed over the only body he brought out to the Scorching Sun Department, and the rest was no longer his concern.
He also personally handed the data entry device to the General Director, his involvement anymore was unnecessary.
Only the device with its battery removed, and another holding a dog's head, he kept for himself.
Wen Yan talked to the General Director about what happened; Yang Hailong will not be coming back, he jumped into the Miracle World and vanished with it.
The soul of the third brave was brought back, but prolonged out-of-body soul time poses a big problem; whether it can recover remains uncertain.
The General Director saw Wen Yan's mood was not great and patted his shoulder.
"You have to believe, the person I personally selected is certainly a resilient warrior, believe in his judgment."
"I know, he technically became an NPC over there, with no flesh, no soul, even that bit of consciousness didn't truly belong to him..."
Knowing is one thing, but his heart still feels regret.
"Make sure to pass on the words he left to his family."
The General Director sighed, the task he dislikes most is this one, always wishing there were no martyrs in the Scorching Sun Department.
But alas, it's merely a beautiful wish, the most he can do is reduce sacrifices.
"We've already contacted Zhang Qihui's side, preliminary results have begun to emerge, if you have time, you can go take a look." The General Director glanced at Wen Yan's waist: "As for this fellow..."
"General Director, did you forget? I'm an employee at the Funeral Home, I'll personally see him off."
"And the other one, the dog you mentioned."
"That dog's head is no longer an NPC, it was lucky enough to be enlightened by the Scorching Sun, leaving behind its NPC or wild part."
"There's clarity in your mind, that's enough."
What Wen Yan brought out were a pure body, a soul, an enlightened dog's head, and the imprisoned creator in the storage cell.
The first three, given the creator's position, couldn't be tampered with.
The only one that could have been tampered with, Yang Hailong, along with the entire Miracle World, has altogether vanished.
The electronic person's last trace of life is in the device at Wen Yan's waist.
Wen Yan routinely stayed here a day for observation.
The second day, before dawn, when ghosts are active, Wen Yan walked out of the Scorching Sun Headquarters, requesting Feng Wei to lead the way.
He first took the device to the Styx River for a wash, and when clean, appeared at the long-familiar entrance of the Virtue City Funeral House.
The director carried buns, drinking soy milk, briskly preparing to start a new working day.
Just after taking a bite of steaming chive bun, he raised his head and saw Wen Yan standing at the gate.
The director's step halted, the bun in his hand instantly lost its appeal.
The director immediately looked around, fully alert.
After looking for over ten seconds and confirming nothing seemed wrong, he slightly relaxed.
He truly doesn't want to believe in superstition, but it's hard not to.
Ever since Wen Yan arrived, the Funeral Home has been unsettled, each time involving major matters.
Even the Big Executor came!
But since Wen Yan started slacking off, it got peaceful, even mischievous clients needing to use bathrooms at night hardly appeared.
Seeing Wen Yan suddenly appear, the director's heart skipped a beat.
Looking at the bun in his hand, he lost appetite, hurriedly put it away, and quickly approached Wen Yan.
"Wen Yan, why back to work again, you're so badly injured, only rested for a few days.
You can't do this, if you act like this, how will others take time off in the future?
You shouldn't overburden others, if you do, people might secretly call you a work thief.
Go home and rest, there will be a bonus this month, and you'll get your share!"
Wen Yan was speechless, seeing the director slightly nervous, he thought, well, given the director's age, he better say what he likes to hear.
"Director, I'm here to start a Luxury Furnace, sending off someone difficult to count as a person, not for work!"