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Even if the chat group selects new transmigrators in the future, those transmigrators will still be affected by this dark force in the dark.

This will make their situation even more dangerous in their respective worlds, especially those that are already dark and difficult, and make them more likely to attract the world's targeting and malice.

"Look what you've done," Yang Yi said, looking at the ball of light, which trembled even more violently.

What's more troublesome is that once a transmigrator dies in a certain world, the dark power contained in their soul, originating from the chat group, will be released and captured by that world.

This has further heightened the world's vigilance and defense mechanisms.

If Yang Yi attempts to travel to these worlds using the existing methods in the chat group.

He will likely immediately feel disgust and rejection from the world itself.

Although with his current power, he can forcibly ignore the rejection of the vast majority of world wills.

But that would make the time travel process unpleasant and would hinder his ability to quietly integrate into the world, observe the rules, and develop followers.

If one chooses to forcefully display power from the beginning, defying the world's rejection to enter.

If not handled properly, it could easily disrupt the rules of those fragile worlds, or even cause them to collapse completely, which is not the outcome Yang Yi wants.

Just then, the switching table provided a solution, and an information flow was directly constructed in Yang Yi's consciousness.

Since the chat group channel is contaminated, let's bypass it.

Using the newly acquired ability—the ability to actively sense and locate other worlds, including those where time travelers exist—we can utilize this new ability.

Yang Yi can replicate his own information. This replicated information is not a simple clone, but a "seed" containing his essential imprint.

This "seed" is sent to the target world.

Subsequently, this information seed can utilize the native matter of the target world to condense into a completely new body.

Alternatively, an easier way is to directly find a body in that world that is already dead and whose soul has left its body, occupy it, and take its place.

The switcher then added a crucial piece of information.

The information from the switcher table has been deeply imprinted on Yang Yi's soul and the essence of information.

Therefore, each copy of the information "seed" he sends out naturally carries the function of a "conversion table".

Although this separate unit has the same comprehensive functions as the main unit, it also has the core EMC conversion and module calling capabilities.

This suggestion suddenly opened Yang Yi's mind, and his vision instantly brightened.

Great! This method is good!

In this way, no matter what level of power the target world is or how peculiar its rules are.

As long as his information seed successfully descends and condenses into a physical body, it's equivalent to having a starting point with a super cheat code.

Thanks to its ability to split into two parts, it can be pushed directly in most ordinary worlds.

This can definitely be considered an alternative form of relaxation.

As for those worlds that have been marked in chat groups but are exceptionally powerful, such as Marvel and DC.

And those high-energy universes that have never been touched by chat groups.

He could simply descend in his true form and use absolute power to explore or conquer.

Combining the two methods ensures both efficiency, security, and entertainment.

Yang Yi's mood immediately improved.

Thousands of worlds waiting to be explored have now opened their doors to him.

Chapter 152 Pacific Rim, Possession of a Divine Idol

Yang Yi slowly opened his eyes.

The surroundings were dimly lit, and the air was filled with a faint, stale sandalwood scent mixed with the smell of dust.

This is a strange place.

The architectural layout in front of me has a familiar feel to it; it is a typical Chinese style.

Moreover, it seemed that he was inside a Taoist temple.

His consciousness quickly reconnected, and the switching desktop system within his body responded.

Become!

He breathed a slight sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

It seems that the idea of ​​transforming one's own information into "seeds" and sending them to the heavens is indeed feasible.

This is just one of countless information clones.

If there are no deviations in the deployment process, this is the Pacific Rim World.

Then, the other clones scattered in different world coordinates must have already successfully arrived.

His mind began to scan his surroundings carefully, and he discovered that this was indeed a Taoist temple.

On the altar directly in front, there is a statue of a deity.

It is not the kind-faced deity commonly found in ordinary temples.

The statue of the deity was clad in golden armor and looked majestic. It had vertical eyes on its forehead, ears that reached its shoulders, a golden bow slung across its waist, and a three-pointed, double-edged spear in its hand.

It is the image of Yang Jian, the True Lord of the Pure Source Dao and the True Lord of Erlang Manifestation.

Yang Yi's heart stirred slightly, and the information seed descended, landing precisely at this spot.

Perhaps this is some kind of inexplicable fate that draws us together.

Since the information clone needs to use the matter of this world to form a physical body after it descends.

Therefore, the statue in front of us is the most suitable choice.

With his mind made up, Yang Yi's information essence silently merged into the statue in front of him.

The next moment, the scene inside the Taoist temple began to change.

Apart from the statue that was corrupted by information, everything else—the wooden beams and pillars, the stone floor, the offerings on the altar, and even the walls—was silently decomposing and disappearing.

It was as if it had been erased by an invisible eraser.

The material is rapidly converted into EMC values ​​by the conversion table, and all of it is used for the reshaping and transformation of the statue's body.

Fortunately, the Taoist temple was empty at that moment.

If there were worshippers or Taoist priests here, they would probably be terrified, thinking that it was a divine manifestation or some incomprehensible supernatural phenomenon.

The visible materials inside the Taoist temple were quickly depleted.

Immediately afterwards, the land beneath the Taoist temple began to disappear layer by layer.

The transformation process only slowly stopped when the soil layer ten meters underground was completely absorbed.

The stone statue on the altar is now different.

The things that constitute its essence have become the basic particles that conform to the rules of "Minecraft".

An initial body, containing the essence of Yang Yi's information, was thus completed.

Yang Yi stepped down from the empty desk, his footsteps landing on the remaining ground.

He looked around and saw that the Taoist temple was now just an empty shell, with nothing inside.

He then entered the side room and found that it seemed to have been carefully maintained not long ago.

Who is maintaining this Taoist temple that has no Taoist priests?

Just as he was pondering this, a sharp, piercing air raid siren shattered the city's tranquility.

Immediately afterwards, a broadcast came from afar.

Hearing the voice on the radio, he instantly understood.

In the Pacific Rim world, coastal cities are plagued by the sea monster known as the "Kaiju".

To prepare for potential attacks, regular air defense and evacuation drills are a regular occurrence.

Today happens to be the day of the exercise.

No wonder there was no one in the Taoist temple; I thought it was a dilapidated one.

Yang Yi's gaze swept across the corner and he spotted a neatly folded dark blue uniform, which looked like it had been left behind by a staff member.

With a thought, his imposing golden armor vanished instantly, replaced by ordinary casual clothes.

After filling the land with blocks, he pushed open the gate of the Taoist temple and walked out onto the street.

The streets were deserted; not a single person could be seen.

The shop shutters were closed, the cars were parked neatly on the roadside, and the whole city seemed to be asleep.

It appears that all citizens have taken refuge in the underground fortifications as required by the exercise.

Yang Yi's gaze fell on the bus stop sign by the roadside.

The traditional Chinese characters for "Hong Kong" came into view.

It really is here.

Hong Kong, this bustling international metropolis, always seems to be particularly "popular" in monster movies, serving as one of the classic battle scenes.

He recalled that in the first Pacific Rim movie, Hong Kong suffered multiple monster attacks and heavy losses.

It's no wonder that the city needs to conduct drills so frequently, ingraining defense and evacuation into the instincts of its citizens.

Just then, a figure wearing a police patrol vest appeared on the street corner.

The policeman paused for a moment when he saw Yang Yi standing alone on the street, then quickly stepped forward and urged him to enter the shelter in a hurried but polite tone.

Yang Yi did not explain, but obediently followed the police into an inconspicuous underground entrance nearby.

The passageway extended downwards, and the air became somewhat stuffy.

He looked around.

These underground fortifications were found to be quite sturdy, with thick walls.

It seems much more reliable than the impression given by the movie footage.