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Chapter 382 Wahahaha, I'm going to absorb this world! ...Huh? (3K votes requested)
The members of the Benchmark Reality Committee frowned again.

As expected, this operation encountered obstacles once again.

On the large screen, amidst the striped image, screams, shouts, and roars mingled together, causing the entire image to shake and distort beyond recognition.

"We're under attack!"

"It's a tree root!"

"So many tree roots... Ah!"

"It's sucking my blood... Cut it off, cut it off... Help..."

"boom!"

To be honest, those who were attacked this time were really in a terrible situation.

Faced with the terrifying, sprawling tree roots, they were almost powerless to resist and were easily slaughtered.

However... being on this side of the screen, I didn't feel that much psychological pressure.

Because they knew exactly what was being attacked this time.

There was none of the eerie and unknown oppressive feeling from before.

“Tree roots, bloodsucking…it’s him.” Boss Tang even smiled, a rare occurrence. “Since he’s here, the one using the cane earlier might not necessarily be him…”

When Tang Yiping came to this world last time, many people had their blood sucked. Afterwards, Boss Tang read a detailed report and found that blood sucking was one of the many powers that Tang Yiping had demonstrated.

Having some known information is ultimately reassuring.

Seeing this familiar fighting style, everyone even had the feeling that "he has finally been forced to use all his moves."

His skill pool was finally empty, and all his skills were finally off cooldown.

It's like two sides meeting on a narrow path in a game; once they've exhausted all their moves, it's bad news.

"We can give up on this team..." Boss Tang ruthlessly shifted the focus: "What's the situation on the other two teams now?"

"The other two routes are progressing smoothly and have not encountered any obstacles."

The screen immediately switched to two other channels.

These two groups were advancing cautiously when Boss Tang suddenly realized he couldn't wait any longer.

"Tell them to speed things up, push forward quickly! I need to see the final experimental results as soon as possible!"

"Yes! They have been ordered to advance rapidly."

On screen, both teams abandoned their previous cautious approach and began to advance rapidly.

A few minutes later, the image suddenly became clear, and the interference fringes disappeared.

They have left the critical zone and connected to the signal from the other world, transmitting information through the link established by the other world.

In an instant, the picture changed from the original black and white television of the 1980s to a high-definition live broadcast.

"Report! Teams 47 and 211 have passed the critical zone and arrived at their target locations!" Even the person reporting the news sounded overjoyed.

The scene then shifts to a bustling city street, with many people standing on the roadside, looking on in bewilderment at the strange convoy that has suddenly appeared.

Although these people were wearing strange hazmat suits, the black uniforms of the special operations team members accompanying them, as well as the few police officers in black and green striped uniforms who followed along, made the people nearby puzzled but not overly panicked.

Most people left in a hurry, but a few nosy people came over and even took out their phones to take pictures.

They didn't chase away the onlookers, but went about their own business, which made the onlookers who were filming even more curious.

The filming became even more blatant.

In the command center, Boss Tang squinted at the large screen.

Looking at those foolish and reckless people, completely unaware of the impending disaster.

“These ignorant and foolish people…” someone murmured as they watched the scene. “Why can they occupy such a wonderful world and do nothing? Why should we cherish every resource and not dare to turn on the lights at night…”

Young Master Tang curled his lip in disdain from the corner.

"Soon, all the resources, all the talents, and all the negative entropy of that world will be ours," said Boss Tang.

"Finally... finally."

"Long live the boss!"

"Ouch! Ouch!"

In the command center, everyone got excited and cheered wildly.

Boss Tang waved his hand, signaling everyone not to get so excited.

"It's not time to celebrate yet; we have one last step."

"Ignite the [Negative Entropy Source] immediately, start the calibration vehicle, and begin harvesting!" Boss Tang commanded.

After saying that, Mr. Tang felt completely refreshed.

He leaned back for a few seconds to rest, then straightened up and looked at the big screen.

He was eagerly anticipating the outcome.

After losing four teams, two teams finally reached the target, and the final step was to activate the device called the "calibration vehicle".

If this step also succeeds, the experiment will be truly complete.

On the screen, the image switched to the rear of a calibration vehicle, where a calibrator opened the protective cover and forcefully closed the switch.

Then a buzzing sound came, and a huge "chimney" rose from the top of the "calibration vehicle".

The tiny grains of sand placed in the enormous container suddenly lit up, like a small, burning sun.

This is the [Origin of Negative Entropy], the core power source of this massive "calibration vehicle." The burning [Origin of Negative Entropy] releases a surge of power, causing invisible mist to be emitted from the "chimney" on the roof, slowly dissipating.

The special operations team members and the "black and green stripes" around them had already put on their gas masks in an orderly manner and were waiting quietly.

The smoke was faint, like distorted air in summer; it would swirl briefly before disappearing completely.

On the "calibration vehicle," the central chimney rises continuously, and then several extension pipes extend horizontally, making the "mist" spread faster and faster.

In fact, this so-called "origin of negative entropy" is the "dust of primordial stillness." At this moment, it is stimulated and becomes a powerful energy source, driving the entire "calibration vehicle" to operate.

At the same time, their forgetting property is also activated.

The area shrouded in "mist" can be considered to be enveloped by the power of the [Mother Tree of Primordial Dust]. Of course, it is hard to say how much stronger this artificially generated power, generated by a single [Primordial Dust], is compared to the original.

However, it has proven highly effective in the experiments conducted by the Benchmark Reality Committee and in previous operations.

These physical connections, such as steel cables and pipes, between the operatives and the "calibration vehicle" are not only to prevent them from losing their way or going astray in the critical zone, but more importantly, to establish a physical link between them and the "calibration vehicle," anchoring them to the vehicle and preventing them from being "forgotten" or "erased."

These "mist" are actually just a part of the product after the combustion of the [Negative Entropy Source]. More energy has been pumped into the [Master Fragment] in the "calibration vehicle," providing it with powerful energy so that it can perform indiscriminate [extraction].

The synergy between the [Origin of Negative Entropy] ([Dust of Primordial Silence]) and the [Master Fragment] involves forgetting, extracting, and erasing...

This is an unsolvable loop.

"Success..." In the command center, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The [Origin of Negative Entropy] is the thing with the highest energy density they have ever seen. It also possesses powerful and magical abilities, such as the effects of [forgetting] and [erasing], which have erased countless existences and are invincible.

This power is almost at the level of laws; it is absolute.

Wherever the mist passes, it becomes a land of oblivion.

Enveloped in the "fog," the calibrators are invincible; this time, no one can stop them.

If it cannot be perceived, remembered, or known, how can it be stopped?
A "calibration vehicle" is like a "fog tower." When the entire city of Hailing is covered by "fog," it means the entire city will be harvested, extracted, and erased.

Now, the death knell has tolled.

Soon, the fog enveloped several curious passersby who were taking photos with their phones.

Then, with a "buzz," the "calibration vehicle" began to vibrate, indicating that the [master fragment] was attempting to extract it.

"Bring over the data from the statistics panel," said Mr. Tang.

"Yes!"

A complex statistics panel immediately appeared on the large screen.

Negative entropy, talent, vitality, lifespan... and so on, all the indices are currently 0.

Soon, different data will appear here.

Mr. Tang's gaze passed through the camera and fell on those busybodies.

Curiosity killed the cat, and you'll be among the first to be exploited.

However... the statistics panel remained completely unchanged.

Those people were still filming, but they took a few steps back.

Ok?
what happened?

Why didn't it harvest automatically?
Moreover... they are currently enveloped in mist, they shouldn't still be conscious, this is the mist of the [Origin of Negative Entropy]!
Why are they still filming?
They shouldn't be able to see anything, or even have completely lost their senses!

This isn't right.

its not right!
"Beep beep beep beep beep—" Several error messages rang out in succession.

Other data remained unchanged, and the negative entropy indicator did not increase. Instead, several "extraction error, target is strongly anchored" prompts popped up one after another.

However, an inconspicuous "error" data in the corner had five extra digits.

What happened? How could this be?
This is completely different from what happened during the experiment!

This is completely different from before.

Mr. Tang's heart skipped a beat.

But now is not the time to be disappointed.

"Try harvesting manually," Boss Tang ordered.

A calibrator immediately took something that looked like a vacuum cleaner and walked towards the group of people who were still filming.

Before they even reached those people, another uninvited guest appeared.

"What on earth are you doing?" A young man riding an electric scooter, wearing some kind of vest, rushed into the fog and stopped in astonishment. "What are you spraying? Is this some kind of new smog-removing vehicle?"

As he spoke, he looked down and saw a vacuum cleaner hose pressed against his stomach.

He looked up at the calibrator, then exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap, could it be another virus? My mask, where's my mask?"

The young man hurriedly pulled out his mask, got off the bus, and stood in front of several people.

"Quickly, give me a good suck, suck all the viruses away!" he said, raising his hand and turning around as if afraid he wouldn't suck them all out.

"A few more, please. Are you done sucking? Are you done sucking?"

It wasn't inhaled properly.

In the command center, everyone was bewildered as they watched the "Extraction error, target is forcibly anchored" message pop up again.

This is wrong, this is completely wrong, this is absolutely wrong, this is absolutely wrong!

Why is it?
What exactly is it that anchors these people?

(End of this chapter)