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Chapter 254 [Tang, whose birth chart is not auspicious and whose fate is difficult to achieve], ON!

After the torrential rain, the summer heat was even more oppressive than before.

The Chuanning River, which flows through Hailing City, has swelled, turning the riverside walkways and green belts into underwater landscapes.

Even up close, the water is turbulent, with some murky water swirling and rushing downstream.

However, when viewed from a distant building, it resembles a giant mirror, reflecting the entire city within it.

The white clouds drift lazily, and the city stands majestically, as if the two cities are embedded back to back, and it seems that if you jump into the river, you can enter another world.

Not far from the Chuan Ning River, on the fourth floor of an old residential building, Fan Zhihong hid near a "monitoring booth," peering out the window and using binoculars to look at the alleyway ahead.

In the alley, a huge machine was roaring.

It was being towed by a heavy truck and looked like a giant cement mixer, except that its tail end was not a cement outlet, but rather resembled some kind of prism.

A group of people wearing orange radiation protection suits were moving back and forth nearby, operating the huge machine.

Those were "calibrators" of the "Benchmark Reality Committee." To be honest, even though Fan Zhihong and his team belonged to the Special Operations Team, they were unwilling to get close to these people because they were directly under the "Benchmark Reality Committee," or in other words, directly under the boss.

Even Young Master Tang was quite wary of these people.

Because they always wear orange anti-radiation suits, Fan Zhihong and his colleagues often refer to these people as "suit people" in private.

They even secretly discussed whether there were people inside those orange radiation protection suits, and whether they were even human.

One of their teammates had been selected to join the calibrator team, and since then, neither they nor his family had ever seen him again.

Now, under the control of these calibrators, a dazzling beam of light shines from the enormous machine, illuminating a spot at the end of the alley and creating ripples.

It seemed as if this beam of light was constantly vibrating and pulling at something.

No, it really was pulling something. The truck, dragging the huge machine, was running its engine and pulling desperately in the opposite direction. Several other giant semi-trailer trucks were attached to it, their engines roaring, their tires leaving charred tracks on the ground.

Meanwhile, more calibrators were setting up a large number of steel cables and winches, all of which were taut and creaking.

Amidst the ripples, an iron gate seemed to float abruptly in the air, its edges seemingly melting into the air.

It felt like being pulled from an illusion into reality.

This scene is particularly eerie; if you don't look closely, you might notice that the iron gate is floating in mid-air.

If you look closely, you'll find that there seems to be a dark, chaotic area near the iron gate. This paradoxical cognitive illusion creates the illusion that the world is false and discontinuous.

Both my own perception and the entire world have gone wrong.

It seems there are texture errors and clipping issues in this world.

Fan Zhihong felt that he had probably... found it.

Whatever this is, it must be what Tang is looking for.

Fan Zhihong looked down at the map in his hand, which he had marked with many locations.

He received orders from Tang Yiping to search for information about [Touchpoint Interconnection], but unexpectedly, there were no records of [Touchpoint Interconnection] in either world.

This company, Touchpoint Connect, disappeared in both worlds.

In another world, Touchpoint Interconnect left behind countless vending machines, quietly decaying in the streets and alleys.

In this world, Touchpoint Interconnect has left behind countless "monitoring booths," which seem to have become integrated into the city. However, these monitoring booths are more useful here, having long since become part of the entire operating system.

But much more information seems to have been erased.

People just use them so naturally, but no one ever notices their origin.

Fan Zhihong's information was obtained from Lagrange, provided by classmate Tang.

But now he was certain that there was something important in this.

So why do these people want to open the case?

Why did Tang ask me to find it?

But if people have to use such a huge machine to open this door, how is Tang supposed to open it?

Fan Zhihong was a little worried about Tang.

If there's anything good inside, wouldn't these guys just snatch it up first?
That won't do...

What should I do?

Or, how about we blow this machine up?
Fan Zhihong began to consider the steps of the operation: how to find enough explosives, how to get close to the machine, and how to blow it into the air. Although he would be blown to bits himself, it would be worth it if he could help Tang.

Hmm, if that were the case, would Tang be happy?

Throughout the entire process, Fan Zhihong never considered his own life or death, as if it were the most insignificant thing.

He only hoped that he could contribute even a little bit of value.

Now that my existence has become meaningless.

Just as he was about to take action, a steel cable suddenly snapped.

With a snap, the broken steel cable sprang backward, sending a nearby person covered in a sling flying.

The other people in the traps nearby gasped in surprise—Fan Zhihong was shocked. These guys could actually gasp? He thought they were emotionless—then they shouted desperately, trying to control the scene, but then the second and fourth steel cables snapped. The iron gate, which had been mostly visible, seemed to sink back into the water, melting into the air and disappearing. The immense force snapped the steel cables one by one, dragging the huge truck and trailer backward step by step.

Then... space curved.

Fan Zhihong couldn't find a better way to describe it. It was as if the entire world was being pulled out of shape by an immense force, and the whole world was shaped like a funnel, with that door as its center of gravity.

As the door dented, Fan Zhihong had a strange, unsettling feeling.

It's as if they actually live inside a balloon and are fishing with a line that can pierce through the balloon. And just now, someone grabbed their fishing line and pulled them deep into the water.

They were squeezed onto the back of this giant fish.

Fan Zhihong even felt that the whole world had bent into the shape of the back of this giant fish.

The earth arched up like a spine, and there were also spikes protruding like mountains, turning the Chuan Ning River into a pitch-black expanse.

The sky reflected in it disappeared.

Fan Zhihong smelled an overwhelming stench of decay. He was overwhelmed by an indescribable fear, a fear even deeper than megalophobia, to the point that he couldn't even think straight.

"Squeak!" Fan Zhihong suddenly felt a pain in his finger. He looked down and found that Lagrang had bitten his finger and was pointing behind him with its little paws.

Squeak!

run! Run!

run!
Fan Zhihong turned and ran, but to be honest, he didn't know where he could run to.

He had only one thought in his mind.

This world is about to break!
Hahaha, our world is so fragile.

Die, everyone die.

……

Tang Yiping frowned as he looked at the gate in front of him.

He didn't know why, but he always had a bad feeling.

Why? Is it too fast?
"Woo woo woo woo!" Stoka lowered its body and let out a low warning whimper.

Its fur stood on end.

Then it howled at Tang Yiping.

"Was it really too fast?"

Too many anchor points, too strong connections, too rapidly spreading hot topics, and excessive attention to OIFU.

Tang Yiping sighed sadly.

As expected, I'm just not destined to be famous.

he thinks.

"Please remember me, I was once famous!" he said.

clever:"???"

then……

【Working Mask - Tang, the Mediocre Coder】, OFF.

【Working Mask - Tang, whose birth chart indicates a lack of success】, ON!

(End of this chapter)