131: Chapter 131 Unscientific! That person wasn't wearing a spacesuit!

In Wang Wei's temporary laboratory, the atmosphere was as boisterous as a bustling market.

"High-magic world! It's definitely a high-magic world!"

"I bet fifty cents the other side has mages riding giant dragons! I've wanted a dragon as a mount for ages!"

"Don't be stupid, didn't you see the purple rift? That's clearly a sign of the Void Realm or the Abyss! The other side must have winged archdemons! Or maybe succubus sisters!"

"Is there a possibility it's Magical Girls?"

Players crowded in front of the holographic projection, pointing and shouting excitedly at the purple rift flickering on the far side of the moon.

Everyone was discussing the exploration strategy for the new map with great enthusiasm, as if they were planning their own backyard.

In their eyes, behind that rift lay not unknown dangers, but massive amounts of experience points, glittering equipment, and resources waiting to be 'liberated.'

The word 'fear' never existed in the dictionary of the fourth calamity.

There was only 'what does this mob drop' and 'how much can that ore sell for.'

Li Qiang had already begun calculating.

Stroking his chin, he laid out tasks in the team channel with a serious expression.

"Listen up, brothers! As soon as the new map opens, our 'Demolition Office' will be the first to charge in! Remember our slogan: Where we pass, not a blade of grass remains!"

"We need to figure out the price system over there. See if glass beads are worth more, or if Erguotou is. We'll strive to establish our cross-realm trade monopoly within three days!"

"And you, Wang Wei! Hurry up and design a portable restraint device for kidnapping... uh, I mean, for friendly communication! In case we run into some princess or Saintess, it'll be easier to invite them back as guests, right?"

The surrounding players burst into a fit of knowing laughter.

Only Wang Wei did not participate in the revelry.

He stood as if nailed to the spot, his eyes fixed on the constantly scrolling stream of data, his expression more solemn than ever.

"It's not right... something's wrong..."

He muttered to himself, his hands striking the virtual keyboard in a blur of afterimages.

"Spectral analysis... failed."

"Energy composition... unable to resolve."

"Space curvature model... does not match any known warp technology!"

The warp of the "Reapers" was a crude tearing of space, like using brute force to smash open a door.

The teleportation of the "Celestial Realm" was precise energy guidance, like riding an elevator.

But this thing before him...

Wang Wei's mind raced.

It didn't look like a door, nor did it look like a passage.

It was more like... a painting.

Like someone had used their finger to gently poke the other side of a canvas, leaving a bulging, distorted mark.

This kind of power exceeded his range of understanding.

"Old Wang, what are you muttering about again?"

Li Qiang walked over and slapped him on the shoulder carelessly.

"Stop studying it! Whatever it is, when the door opens, I'll be the first to charge in with my Gundam and give them a 'spawn kill'!"

"This isn't a door."

Wang Wei snapped his head up, a madness mixed with obsession and fear in his eyes.

"It has no entrance! It's a... 'result' pushed open from the inside! It's the consequence of some kind of power acting upon space itself!"

Just then.

"Beep— Beep— Beep—"

A piercing alarm suddenly resounded throughout the entire platform.

On the main screen in front of Wang Wei, the data stream representing the rift turned a blinding red, like a flood breaking through a dam!

"High-energy reaction! Ultra-high energy reaction!"

Wang Wei's voice was trembling.

"It... it's coming out!"

All the laughing players instantly fell silent.

They all turned in unison to look at the holographic projection.

They saw the purple rift hovering on the far side of the moon suddenly expand outward for a moment, like a breath.

Then, an extremely tiny black dot was "spat" out from the center of the rift.

"Is it a probe?"

"Too small, doesn't look like a spaceship."

"Could it be a humanoid mecha?"

The players' eyes widened.

Wang Wei zoomed the image to its limit.

On the holographic projection, the outline of that black dot became clearer and clearer.

It was indeed a "person."

A person wearing ancient robes with long black hair fluttering...

He wasn't wearing any spacesuit, nor did he have any life-support devices.

He just stood there quietly in the cold, silent vacuum of the Universe.

Beneath his feet, he stepped upon a... long sword emitting a faint green glow.

...

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

On the orbital platform, there was a deathly silence.

All the players were like they had been hit by a freezing spell, staring unblinkingly at the inconceivable image on the screen.

Their faces all bore the same expression.

Blankness, daze, and extreme confusion after having their worldview repeatedly crushed into the ground.

A person not wearing a spacesuit.

In space.

Stepping on a glowing sword.

This scene had already exceeded their meager imaginations.

This was more absurd than seeing Godzilla DJing in space.

"Am I... having hallucinations from lack of oxygen?" one player muttered, subconsciously touching the greasy "Photosynthetic Coating" on his body.

"A bug... this must be a new texture bug!" another Mechanist player tried to explain everything with science, "Or maybe it's some holographic special effect made by the Dog Planner?"

"Special effect? What kind of effect could fool Great Boss Wang Wei's gravitational wave detector?"

After a brief silence, the world channel instantly exploded.

Countless screenshots and short videos were being shared frantically.

[Holy crap! A living person was found in space! And they're not wearing a suit!]

[Is the art style of this game about to change? Jumping straight from interstellar sci-fi to Xuanhuan cultivation?]

[What cultivation! That's clearly Sword Flight! It's Xianxia! Do you even Xianxia! Is my wife's limited edition Flying Sword skin finally coming out?]

[Am I the only one who thinks he's really handsome? That melancholy gaze, that flowing long hair... Mom, I think I'm in love!]

Li Qiang was also stunned.

He scratched his head, feeling like his brain wasn't quite enough to process this.

He turned to look at Wang Wei, only to find that this science maniac was currently clutching his head and letting out groans of agony.

"It's unscientific... this doesn't follow the laws of physics... how is he maintaining vital signs in a vacuum? What's the propulsion principle of that sword under his feet? An anti-gravity engine? Particle jet? Or... is that thing not even a physical object?"

Wang Wei's worldview was undergoing a magnitude twelve earthquake.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiaowan's point of focus was always so peculiar.

She pointed at the ancient green long sword on the screen, her eyes flashing entirely with money symbols.

"That sword... is it a limited edition flying mount? It looks even cooler than my Phoenix mount! Is it for sale in the mall? How much? I'll buy it all!"

Chaos.

Extreme chaos.

The players' worldviews were being forcibly warped in an unprecedented and unreasonable manner.

They could understand magic, accept demons, and even trade blows with aliens.

Because those things, while bizarre, were still ultimately within the framework of a "game."

They had health bars, skills, and damage values.

But this person before them...

He was like a ghost that didn't belong to this world, shattering all rules and perceptions.

At the same time.

On the far side of the moon.

Ye Guyun's brow furrowed slightly.

He hovered in the Void Realm, the azure nether sword beneath his feet emitting a soft sword light that shielded him from the surrounding cosmic radiation and lethal low temperatures.

His name was Ye Guyun, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect in the Canglan Realm, ordered by his Sect to patrol this desolate Star Domain marked as a "Spiritless Land."

According to the Sect's ancient records, this place had been the Seal of an ancient Devil Head hundreds of thousands of years ago. Later, the Devil Head was slain by a Heavenly Venerable, and the Spiritual Veins of this realm shattered along with it, completely turning it into a waste planet where cultivation was impossible.

The reason for periodic patrols was merely to prevent Extraterrestrial Demons from using the weak points in space here as a springboard to invade the Canglan Realm.

But today, as soon as he passed through a weak node of the "Tianyuan Grand Array," he felt a wave of energy that made him extremely uncomfortable.

It was a kind of... mixed, chaotic energy filled with "Mortal Turbid Qi."

He raised his eyes to look at that azure planet.

"Spiritual Qi is so sparse here, it's almost non-existent. Yet there are still living beings surviving?"

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

What surprised him even more was that from that waste planet, there actually extended a massive, ugly "vine" constructed entirely of common iron.

That "vine" pierced straight through the firmament, extending all the way to this patch of the Void Realm where he stood.

And at the tip of that "vine," a platform was built, also made of common iron—simple and crude.

"Mortals, daring to reach for the Void Realm?"

A flash of undisguised contempt and disgust appeared in Ye Guyun's eyes.

In his view, Mortals should live, multiply, grow old, and die on the ground.

The sky was the Domain of Cultivators like them.

This act of building a Tower of Babel with common iron was itself a transgression, a profanation of the Heavenly Dao.

"Such a Heaven-Defying object should not exist in this world."

He gave a cold snort, having already sentenced this "Tower of Babel" to death in his heart.

His Divine Sense swept toward that steel platform like an invisible tide.

Then, he "saw" something even more interesting.

On the platform, a group of "ants" of various shapes were gathered.

They wore multi-colored iron shells, emitted weak energy fluctuations, and were jumping around and making a racket.

"These are the beings of this realm? Truly... noisy."

Ye Guyun's brow furrowed even deeper.

He felt his peace had been defiled by the clamor of these ants.

He decided that before destroying that iron tower, he would first make these noisy insects fall silent.

He slowly raised his hand, a wisp of light blue Spiritual Qi gathering at his fingertips.

This wisp of Spiritual Qi was less than a drop in the ocean for his Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivation.

But it was more than enough to clean up a group of Mortals.

And all of this was seen clearly by the players on the orbital platform.

"Look! He's making a move!"

"He raised his hand! Is he about to use a skill?"

"Everyone pay attention! Get ready to pull the mob! Tanks to the front! Healers, keep the health up!"

Li Qiang instantly entered combat mode. He shouted while quickly checking his equipment, as if facing a dungeon boss waiting to be taken down.

He didn't realize at all that a slaughter, a dimensional strike from a different civilization system, was about to begin.