I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 824: The Rescue Journey of Ernst Chladni
“No wonder this game is named after Nibelung.

"The Ring of the Nibelung."

The corresponding knowledge slowly emerged in his mind. It was the final chapter of the Norse mythology and Germanic heroic legends:

(Alberich, the Mist Demon, forged the Ring of the Nibelung using magic gold stolen from the bottom of the Rhine.
That is the power to rule the world.

But all who get the ring will also suffer the disaster brought by the ring.)
"That being said,

The power bestowed by those emblems is, more often than not, just overdrawing the future."

He omitted the word "game" and then shared the meaning of the second half of the sentence with the iceberg girl beside him.

At the same time, he also saw the content emerging in the appraisal vision:
【Identification:
From the emblem of Shub-Niggurath,

The goddess of darkness and fertility, the supreme mother goddess, the black goat of the forest who gave birth to countless offspring.

One of the sources of abyss pollution,

Grants the third ability of the mark: "Proliferation"

【prompt:
1. The Abyss Emblem cannot be destroyed by normal means by beings from lower dimensions.

2. It can only be carried through the "container" of the "banquet" or "God Game". 】

So, go find a container.

[Note: You can become the winner of this God game by controlling the majority of containers]

"Tsk, God?
Or the dirt of the abyss?"

Seeing this line of text, Su Wen just leaned calmly in front of the computer and tapped the desktop:
"and so,
Can you transcend time?"

But in any case, he has determined his necessary action plan for the next step in this game:
"We don't necessarily have to participate in the opening massacre yet."

He said slowly to Jiang Menghan,
"At least,
We need to find clues to the so-called emblem and container."

And hearing him say this,
The beautiful iceberg girl, who was already wearing a pure black coat, gently pulled the brim of her hat, hiding her face under the brim.
Then he answered in a very cold voice:

"There is a breath of abyssal pollution mixed with extraordinary spiritual energy.
These motorcycle gangs are obviously not ordinary thugs. There may be more complicated forces behind them.
Should we knock out one or two people and interrogate them, and simultaneously expand the known information?"

Hearing her indifferent yet direct approach, Su Wen rarely refused.

But he did not choose to execute it immediately. He just smiled meaningfully and said:

"No hurry,
I have a better way.”

As the leading biker thug began to count down, the tension around him reached its peak.

The two people hiding aside quickly exchanged glances and decided to avoid the conflict at hand and look for an opportunity to conduct a deeper investigation.

In an instant,

Accompanied by two unnoticed figures crossing the extremely complex self-built walls of the slum.

At this moment, in a broken container in the slums, countless sundries filled this shelter that could not even be called a 'home'.

A shivering woman in ragged clothes was hiding in a dark corner somewhere.

And right next to her, there was a thin little girl.

She was also very scared, so she just sobbed and held her mother's hand:
"mother,
Today, we won’t be chosen today.”

"It's fine."

Her mother whispered soothingly amidst her fear.

But the next second,
The door of the narrow container where they were was kicked open in an instant.
As the sound of heavy rain poured in, an old man with a hunched back and a lantern in his hand walked in, and behind him, there were even two dark-skinned, slightly muscular men.

The old man saw them huddled in the corner of the container and coughed a few times:

'Cough, cough, cough'

But he paid no attention to their fears.

Just as if it was a normal greeting, he said an extremely horrifying verdict:

“The debt collectors from Black Wave have arrived.

It's time for your family to pay the rent for this gathering place.

It's that child, don't hide!
I think she is quite good.”

Hearing the old man say this, the trembling woman still blocked her daughter behind her and said tremblingly:

“Elder,
The child's father is dead, and our family doesn't even have money for a burial.
Can you,
Can you please not look for us?"

"No." The old man instantly changed his expression to an extremely cold and even ferocious one:

“Since the child’s father is dead, you and she might as well go and accompany him.

Hahaha,
"Kanu, take action!"

In an instant,

Following behind him, two men in their thirties with obvious Southeast Asian features squeezed into the container.

even,

As they shuttled back and forth, they paid no attention to the family's only remaining "property": a few pots and pans that had probably been used for more than a decade and had already faded.

They smashed them all to the ground and turned them into pieces.

Seeing this scene,
The little girl couldn't help but burst into tears:
"mother,
I don't want to die! "

"Don't be afraid, Mom will protect you.
Mom will definitely do it."

The frail woman held her in one hand and comforted her softly.

And at the moment when a man came over, she suddenly stabbed a knife out from the shadow with her other hand.

The not-so-sharp blade scratched the man closest to them, leaving a deep bloody mark.

But that's it.

That was the only way she could fight back.

The dark-skinned man who was trying to grab the girl felt the blood flowing down his cheek, and his eyes turned red:
“You dare to resist!
Damn thing! "

Accompanied by the man's roar like a wild beast.

His huge fist actually smashed directly towards the woman's head, as if he wanted to kill her directly in his rage after being injured.

But the next second, he did not hear the sound of the woman's head slamming against the container.

But on the contrary,
A very crisp 'click' sound was heard.

In an instant, his wrist bent backwards at a 90-degree angle relative to his arm in some incomprehensible way.

at the same time,

The three people who broke into the house saw two figures suddenly appear behind them.

They were two people wearing pure black coats and their faces could not be seen clearly.

But then the man in black who was farther away from them gently raised a very white finger:

"Rubbish."

The two men who were about to commit atrocities felt their vision shifted.

They couldn't breathe at all!
[Extraordinary Characteristics: Artemis - Mirror - Spatial Angle Shift]

They actually died suddenly with their heads bent in an extremely strange way!

The ripples belonging to the space disappeared quietly.

And at this moment, the old man who was originally grinning arrogantly finally felt the same fear as the woman and child huddled in the corner.

He wanted to beg for mercy.

But the next second, Su Wen grabbed his neck with one hand.

Then, the old man's hunched body was smashed onto the shelf beside him like a torn sack.

Amidst the loud bang,
The handsome scholar who appeared quietly said in an elegant and unhurried voice:

"do you know?
Ernst Chladni, the father of acoustics, once wrote in his book
The following passage is described in the book "Discovery of the Theory of Sound":

He observed that the frequency of the circular plate's vibration mode could be increased with each additional node line and increase in plate diameter or contact.

That is the vibration mode on the surface of the circular plate of the Chladni figure, but the energy between the oscillations will cancel each other out.

Therefore,
Raindrops falling from the sky,

That is the prototype of countless Chladni plates. They cancel out the ripples of sound, and also cancel out the sound of you using your whole body to hurt other people's containers.

This accompaniment of the rainstorm is really a perfect opening ceremony.
It'll leave you garbage to die where no one's paying attention.

Even if
In the midst of all the noise I just made.”

(End of this chapter)