Prison Island

Chapter 172 The Oiran's Trip
Gao Xin finally said goodbye without having a real fight with Wei Lan.

In real life, the noise is too loud, and if you don’t fight to your limit, it won’t be fun, and you still have things to do tomorrow.

As for the virtual world, Gao Xin seemed to be using cheats, and the silver hand created by his subconscious defeated Wei Lan in just one minute.

Wei Lan thought that hackers had invaded the Tangren City server, so naturally he had no intention of competing with them.

Lingsha arranged a suite for Gao Xin to live in the same room with her.

Gao Xin was curious: "The virtual world has been invaded. Is that serious?"

She told Gao Xin: "...Of course, if there is a Nine Cities War or even a National War next time, we will suffer a great loss."

"It's impossible to find out how they got in and how they left."

"This means that the combat data of everyone in Tangren City may have been stolen."

"I'm afraid we won't be able to compete in the virtual world anymore. Otherwise, it would be like giving away the information."

Gao Xin nodded. For a city the size of Tangren City, the personnel list and combat data were all important information.

Although famous strong men are known to everyone, the specific details of their strength are not necessarily public, and some of their trump cards are naturally secret.

Moreover, with such a powerful force like Tangren City, isn't there a hidden force being cultivated in secret?

The server was hacked into like a sieve, which made Tangren City suspect that all the data had been stolen.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Once a major war breaks out, people will know about Tangren City and can make targeted arrangements, which will naturally be an advantage.

"Ahem... Maybe they haven't had time to steal the data yet. Don't be too pessimistic." Gao Xin glanced at Silver Hand who was squatting in the corner.

Although he could control the entire virtual world, he only had a brief taste of it, and he felt a little exhausted after just a short while.

It was just taking over a private room, that was all. Gao Xin thought to himself that if he wanted to directly read the data of the entire virtual world, his mental strength seemed not enough.

I am afraid that I need to have a deeper understanding of the Great Holy Spirit and transform my mental strength to a higher form.

Ling Sha shrugged and said, "For things like this, we have to assume the worst."

"Well, this is not something we should worry about. Go to bed early. We still have to fight the Japanese tomorrow."

Her eyes were shining, as if she was even more impatient than Gao Xin.

Gao Xin told her about his plans for tomorrow, and then they fell asleep together.

Of course, not in the same room.

Gao Xin fell into a deep sleep on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

He vaguely dreamed of snow-capped mountains, lakes, and cabins in the woods.

Silver Hand was fighting fiercely with a blurry person whose face could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, the man's head was blown off and his headless body fell to the ground.

This familiar scene startled Gao Xin suddenly, and he came to his senses, and then the whole scene froze.

Silver Hand immediately looked at him: "Mouse, you're awake."

"I'm awake?" Gao Xin looked around.

This is what Wei Lan’s private virtual room looks like. Of course, it is not as clear as this one. It is very blurry. Even the distant background is bizarre and may disappear and reorganize at any time.

Only the silver hand in front of me is the most profound and stable.

Silverhand said, "This is the first time you've woken up from your dream, Mouse."

"Waking up from a dream?" Gao Xin gradually came back to his senses.

Yes, he is dreaming.

But this time, he had subjective consciousness in the dream, which was a lucid dream.

He had had dreams before, but he only realized them after waking up.

He had forgotten some of the contents of his dreams and needed the silver hand to remind him before he could remember them.

Because only Silver Hand was awake in the dream. After all, he was the embodiment of the subconscious. No matter how Gao Xin slept, his subconscious was awake, otherwise his heartbeat and breathing would stop, right?
"Why did I wake up?" Gao Xin knew that dreams were not ordinary fantasies, but were closely related to the Holy Spirit.

He had wanted to have a lucid dream before, but failed. Why did it work this time?
Silver Hand said, "How should I know? It should be related to your exposure to the virtual world."

"You seem to have encountered a huge body of Holy Spirit information, and your subconscious mind has received a large amount of data."

Gao Xin was shocked: "Holy Spirit Information Body?"

“Is this the virtual scene?”

He once deduced that the light of the Holy Spirit illuminates the world, and all kinds of chaotic information blow across the earth like a meteor shower.

When a person falls asleep, if his consciousness happens to hit one of the pieces of information, he will dream.

After the subconscious mind processes these messy information according to its own understanding, dreams are formed.

"I understand. The Holy Spirit Information Body is like a meteor shower composed of spiritual matter, constantly washing and descending."

"If I only absorb a small piece, that body of information will merge into my soul, and I will just be dreaming and won't wake up."

"But if it is a large piece, so large that I can be contained inside it, then I will wake up in it, just like waking up immersed in the huge 'real material universe'."

Gao Xin suddenly realized that the virtual world created by Xiao Ran was also a piece of holy spirit material.

In other words, all metaphysical, non-physical spiritual things in this universe are part of the Great Holy Spirit.

He exists in a higher dimension, and these are all higher-dimensional matter.

"Where are Dad and Aunt Yao?" Gao Xin found only Silver Hand and a blurry headless man.

Why are Gao Jiaoji and Yao Junyan not there?

Silverhand gave an extremely simple answer: "It's so late, they are asleep."

Gao Xin was stunned: "Ah? They still want to sleep?"

Silver Hand rolled his eyes: "They can not sleep, but their schedule is too regular..."

Gao Xin shrugged and said, yes, Dad and Aunt Yao have their own complete life memories and personalities.

They will follow their own 'pre-life' routines, regardless of whether they need sleep or not.

Fortunately, he still had the Silver Hand, otherwise if his subconscious mind had also fallen asleep... his organs would have stopped functioning... and he would have stopped breathing in his sleep.

Poor Yinshou, his father and Aunt Yao would go on strike at certain times, so he was the only one who had to be on duty day and night.

No, now there's another one.

"Who is this person?" Gao Xin pointed at the blurry headless man.

Silver Hand said, "Wei Lan, your mental energy filled the entire virtual scene at that time, and your subconscious mind absorbed both the person and the scene."

After saying this, Gao Xin looked at the headless man again, and the man suddenly grew a head, and gradually it became clear that it was Wei Lan's appearance.

But when he became so clear, the surrounding scene suddenly became blurred.

With a bang, Gao Xin's head buzzed and he woke up from the bed.

He scratched his head and looked up. It was already daybreak...

Gao Xin got off the bed: "Silver Hand, what's going on?"

Silverhand poked his head out from under the bed: "It seems that your mental strength can't sustain such a huge illusion. If you add another imaginary partner, you will be even more unable to bear it."

"Fortunately, Wei Lan was the only one in the scene, otherwise you wouldn't be able to construct even a blurry silhouette."

Gao Xin actually knew the reason. His conversation with Silver Hand was essentially a reflection and exploration of his own.

'Fantasy Wei Lan', like Silver Hand, has no real memory of his original self. This is a fifth personality he constructed based on his own understanding and data from virtual games.

Gao Xin already has one Silver Hand, so it would be difficult for him to support a second one of this kind of customized subconscious personality.

If he hadn't received the virtual data, he wouldn't even be able to reconstruct the remains. Unless he also had all of Wei Lan's life memories, but this was impossible, even if he experienced a near-death experience again, because Wei Lan wasn't dead yet...

"Connecting to the fragments of the Holy Spirit information body does not enhance my mental strength. On the contrary, it is a burden."

“Although I have virtual data of that scene, it is only recorded in my subconscious mind and cannot be perfectly presented.”

"When it is presented, it is only broken and blurry."

"It's like I have unlimited storage capacity but not enough graphics card configuration."

Gao Xin thought, although mental energy can be used unlimitedly in theory, its configuration is another matter.

If you want to improve your configuration, you must continue to sublimate yourself and strengthen your understanding and perception of the dimension of the Great Holy Spirit.

"Want the ultimate near-death experience..."

"Alas, if a person is killed, he will really die."

Gao Xin sighed and said that it was a near-death experience, but in fact it was real death.

All physiological characteristics conform to human's understanding of death, and then the body loses its restraints and the soul returns to the Great Holy Spirit.

The key is that his body needs to be repaired and he needs to awaken his consciousness before he can come back.

Otherwise, no matter how hard he tries to come back, he won't be able to.

If one link is missing here, he will be gone.

"Dong dong dong."

Zero kill is knocking on the door.

"Taisui, are you up yet?"

Gao Xin calmed himself down and let the matter go. The most important thing now was to rescue Luo Yan.

He cleaned up and opened the door: "Let's go and grab the Oiran!"

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The Arcade Street is particularly busy today and is packed with people.

Gao Xin temporarily achieved zero kills and reunited with Lan Feng and others.

He took back his magic sword, carried a box on his back, and stood among the crowd.

There was half a ton of Dragon Elephant anesthetic in the box. According to Wei Lan's description, if the dosage was large enough, even a dragon-level creature could be paralyzed.

Even with half a ton, the Quasi-Elephant King would fall down, and Luo Yi is proof of this.

However, it is difficult to get an elephant-level creature to take so much anesthetic.

Gao Xin didn't expect to really use it to defeat the Elephant class, but at least it was a means of group attack, which could be used to deal with the large Yakuza forces and the Tiger class like Yamaguchi Mio.

For Tiger grade, only a small portion of the dose is needed to produce miraculous effects.

"Why are you all watching the show outside? Why aren't you all going in?" Gao Xin watched the Japanese people's ghostly performance in the crowd for a long time. The scene was weird and creepy.

Gao Shu was watching with great interest: "Don't worry, just treat it as a clown show."

Lan Feng smiled: "Don't you want to see the oiran? The oiran will be on stage soon..."

As he spoke, Salah next to him also briefly introduced the process.

It turned out that they were waiting for the current courtesan to enter. At that time, the courtesan candidates would also be there, like green leaves setting off the flowers.

The procession leads to the main square, where guests enter to enjoy the performances of the contestants one by one, and use indulgences to place bets and rewards. The one with the highest reward becomes the new oiran, and then the new oiran is paraded through the streets again...

Gao Xin nodded and waited patiently.

"The Oiran is out!"

Finally, after watching a bunch of shows and warm-up performances on the street.

A mighty Black Hand group arrived first, led by a man with a stern aura and a powerful voice. Gao Xin could see a huge biological field that was comparable to the Blue Peak, also with a radius of ten meters.

"Is this Suzuki Masamoto?" Gao Xin asked.

Lan Feng nodded solemnly without saying anything.

Since they were guests, there was a special area used as a viewing platform.

As for the others, they were asked by the Black Hand Group to move aside to clear a path in the middle of the main road.

This is the Black Hand Group of the Yakuza headquarters. The weakest ones are real wolves. Moreover, each of them is wearing armor and holding sharp weapons. They are not ordinary wolves.

They stood on both sides of the road, forming a human wall.

I saw a team coming from the end of the street in the direction of the Silver Tower.

Directly in front of them was the oiran's guard of honor, with male servants on both sides holding lanterns with the oiran's name written on them: "Chizuru."

The courtesan Chizuru was dressed extremely grandly and gorgeously, with her hair piled high and delicate makeup, which soon caused exclamations from the onlookers at the front of the crowd.

As the team got closer, Gao Xin also saw the appearance of the courtesan...I have to say, she was indeed beautiful.

Although she was wearing very exaggerated and heavy makeup, you could still tell that she was naturally beautiful, and she had a melancholy and noble temperament.

She has a pure face and charming makeup. This contradictory and unique feeling is presented on her at the same time. Wherever she goes, she attracts everyone's attention.

"She is so beautiful." Gao Shu exclaimed.

Lan Feng said in a serious tone: "How else could she be elected as the oiran for several years? As expected, she is still the oiran this year."

Gao Shu blinked: "That's not necessarily true. There may be more beautiful ones behind."

Lan Feng shook his head: "The Oiran Chizuru is the sister of Yamaguchi Mio... and also the woman of Fujiwara Tomohiro. Fujiwara Tomohiro will not let her fall from the position of Oiran."

"Ah?" Gao Xin knew about Yamaguchi Mio's sister, but he didn't know that this courtesan was also Fujiwara Tomohisa's woman...

"He actually accepted his woman as an oiran?"

Lan Feng shrugged: "What's the big deal? Oiran is special. Unless you are chosen by an Oiran, you can only watch from afar and not touch her."

"We often spend countless amounts of money, but in the end we just have a drink and a chat."

"So far, the only person who has had sex with her is Fujiwara Tomohisa."

"The other guests, the ones who can really play if they have money, are the 'new creations' in the back."

"That's what we call an oiran candidate."

Hearing this, Gao Xin immediately looked over.

The courtesan Chizuru was seen walking in a unique pace, extremely slowly, and the team was advancing slowly, as if a turtle was crawling.

Following the oiran were two girls in red, called bald girls. They were the oiran's personal maids, holding the oiran's personal belongings, which were all gorgeous decorations and clothing.

Next to the oiran was the male servant who was lending her shoulder, and she put one hand on him.

Following at the end are the new girls. These young girls are equivalent to the oiran's apprentices and are also candidates for this election.

Some have skin as white as jade and as delicate as fat, making people want to touch it.

Some of them have voluptuous and hot bodies, graceful and charming, which have attracted countless people to talk about them.

Some have a pure temperament, are gentle and shy, and are heartbreaking to watch.

Gao Xin was dazzled by the sight. Each one of them was beautiful, with a unique temperament and each had her own merits.

He was a little confused: "Fuck, which one is Luo Yan?"

"I can't tell the difference!"

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ps: Sorry.

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