Who told him to make the cards!

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"hiss……"

It really hurts a bit.

Chen Zhi was experiencing both pain and pleasure at this moment.

Meanwhile, the staff at the site management center, who were responsible for monitoring real-time changes in site intensity, were dumbfounded.

In a certain area of the screen, green coils marked with numbers and representing energy fluctuations converged towards the center in waves, at one point increasing the intensity of the concentration point to twenty times the normal intensity. The alarm lights in the management center turned red, but a second later, the intensity quickly dropped back to normal.

This cycle repeats dozens of times, causing the alarm light to switch between red and green.

The broadcast was stuck in the speaker like a cassette tape:

"police!"

"..."

Stop calling the police.

I'm going to call the police!

The staff at the management center were all completely baffled.

"Is the problem with the field or with the equipment?"

"Or is there something wrong with us?"

"..."

Someone called the safety officer next to the site to inquire.

"No problem?"

The safety officer said he had been keeping a close eye on things and, apart from the boy being incredibly strong and able to move around freely in the meteorite field, even carrying his girlfriend to change positions, there was nothing else unusual.

"Our system shows that the card master named Chen Zhi is located at the exact same position as the center of the ripples. Are you sure he's alright?"

"I'm very sure."

The safety officer answered, holding up his binoculars.

This guy was still spinning around in front of him.

"It's weird."

The staff were confused.

They are professionals.

Even the most professional person has never encountered this situation before.

"what happened?"

A middle-aged man walked in.

The staff immediately bowed and greeted him.

"Mr. Jiang."

"You've come at the perfect time."

"Please help us figure out what's going on!"

The alarm continued to sound in fits and starts, making the man referred to as Mr. Jiang frown.

He was woken up by this noise.

But when he saw the energy ripples constantly gathering and dispersing on the screen, his brows involuntarily relaxed, and then he was stunned.

"Energy tides?"

"...What 'tide'?"

Mr. Jiang did not answer. He walked to the control panel, inserted his ID card, and used higher privileges to access the monitoring of the meteorite field.

This surveillance footage is normally unavailable. The reason is the same: the venue is not like a typical public place; it may involve the cardholder's personal secrets. The Ring Star Guild protects the client's privacy to the greatest extent possible.

But the current situation is clearly not within the normal range.

The alarm was almost smoking from the heat.

He pulled up the surveillance footage, which wasn't a violation of the rules.

After staring at the young man on the screen for a while, Mr. Jiang suddenly smiled.

Can the field effect be enhanced through energy tides?

"This young man is interesting."

"..."

What does "somewhat meaningful" mean?

"Would you like to report a malfunction, Mr. Jiang?" the staff member asked cautiously. "Won't this cause a fatality?"

"No need, he won't die."

Mr. Jiang shook his head and said, "Let's turn off the alarm for now. Once he comes out, the area will naturally return to normal."

One employee realized, "So that's what he was up to."

"Isn't this against the rules?"

Mr. Jiang glanced at him: "Which rule says guests are not allowed to use cards in the venue?"

"Article 3 of the third clause states that if the cards used by a guest have a significant impact on the meteorite field, the company has the right to..."

"Cough." Another employee quickly tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to shut up.

Mr. Jiang asked again, "Is there?"

Realizing what was happening, the employee immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Reporting to Mr. Jiang, no!"

"Alright, go do what you're supposed to do."

Mr. Jiang turned and left, saying, "Don't forget to turn the alarm back on later."

"Yes."

……

The sky gradually changed color.

The midday sun set in the west and was blocked by the mountain peaks, making the entire meteorite scenic area a bit dimmer.

"It's getting late, time to head down the mountain."

The tourists started walking back to the foot of the mountain to find accommodation.

Inside the meteorite crater, Lilith had withdrawn three hours earlier, but Chen Zhi was still "meditating" inside.

Like an old monk in deep meditation, he remained completely still.

If it weren't for the fact that the life support chart on the safety officer's side showed everything was normal, Lilith would have thought that Chen Zhi had crashed and killed himself.

In fact, Chen Zhi was catching up on the sleep he missed last night.

Since there's no time limit on the venue, I'll stay as long as I can.

Little by little, it adds up.

After the second fold, the meteorite field's tempering efficiency on the mental pages dropped significantly again, indicating that the resistance was already very high. However, the twenty times field pressure at the peak of the tide still had a decent effect. So, Chen Zhi and the other pages staggered a bit, and then he actively manipulated the little man to exert force, managing to fold it again.

He was in so much pain that he was covered in sweat and completely exhausted.

It wasn't until I woke up from a nap and spent a few hours recovering that I realized even the peak field pressure was no longer effective. I yawned, got up, walked outside, and took off my protective suit.

This thing gets hot after wearing it for a while.

The safety officer gave him a thumbs up.

“I’ve worked here for over ten years, and you’re the first person who can stay in the field from noon until dark.”

If it were someone else, the thin pages would probably have collapsed several times over.

Chen Zhi smiled and said, "Luck."

"Just be modest."

The safety officer put away the alarm and smiled as he helped Chen Zhi and Lilith into the car.

On the way, Lilith whispered to Chen Zhi, "Tell me quietly, Uncle Chen, how many times did it break this time?"

Chen Zhi answered in a very low voice, "Three times."

Lilith was slightly surprised: "Then you didn't get a 10% discount?"

Chen Zhi shushed him, saying, "Keep it down, keep it down."

The ferry vehicle followed the railway tracks, was self-driving, had no driver, and had no idea who the two were avoiding.