After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

Beijing, underground conference room of the Special Affairs Department.

The incandescent light was blinding, and although there were fewer than ten people sitting around the long table, the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.

Chen Feng sat in the main seat, his fingertips tapping on the latest list that had just been submitted, his face ashen.

"According to the latest statistics, 21 new token holders have been added in three days."

Of these, twelve are within the system: three are local public security officers, four are grassroots staff officers from military regions, and two are researchers from scientific research institutes.

The other three are our own field agents from the Special Investigations Division.

The meeting room fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

Everyone understood the subtext.

This is not random diffusion, it is precise targeting.

What does it mean that the other party was able to bypass all security screenings and quietly deliver the token to their insiders?

This means that if the other party wants to take action, they won't even have a chance to defend themselves.

"Song Xian, take out your token." Chen Feng looked at the young man sitting on his left.

Song Xian stood up straight, his posture upright, with the Special Investigations Department's field badge still on his cuff.

He was a retired special forces soldier who transferred to the Special Investigations Department. He had excellent mental fortitude and was one of the people who received the token internally this time.

He took the peach wood plaque out of his pocket and placed it in the middle of the table.

Professor Zhang Bingwen immediately put on gloves, picked up the token and examined it over and over. His assistant pushed the instruments over, scanning them one by one: a spectrum analyzer, an X-ray machine, and a material composition analyzer.

Half an hour later, Zhang Bingwen took off his glasses and shook his head.

"The result is exactly the same as the previous one."

Ordinary wild peach wood, with a tree age of no more than thirty years, contains no crystals, no interlayers, and no electronic components.

The physical structure is completely normal; not even a trace of abnormal energy residue can be detected.

"It's no different from those ten-yuan peace charms sold on the street."

Zhao Jianguo frowned and slammed his hand on the table: "Impossible!"

A piece of broken wood can send someone to another world? Old Zhang, is your equipment malfunctioning?

"Old Zhao, I'm using the country's most advanced equipment," Zhang Bingwen said with a wry smile.

"If we can't measure it, we just can't measure it. Either this thing doesn't react with any energy we know of, or..."

Its operating logic is outside the framework of our current science.

Chen Feng raised his hand and pressed down, stopping the two from arguing.

"Let's put the token itself aside for now. Old Zhang, tell everyone about the combat strength assessment report we've compiled so far."

Zhang Bingwen nodded and turned on the projector.

A set of data popped up on the screen, which was Wang Hu's test record.

"Based on the only current sample, Wang Hu, a third-rate martial artist, he has initially condensed his internal energy."

With a peak punching power of 327 kg, a grip strength of 120 kg, a reaction speed 40% faster than the average person, and resistance to impact and recovery ability far exceeding those of ordinary professional athletes.

According to his description, this is just the beginning.

"According to the Nine Provinces combat power system he explained, from bottom to top there are also Acquired, Innate, and Grandmaster, and there is also the legendary Land Celestial Realm."

"The day after tomorrow, I will be able to crack the stone and smash through a half-meter-thick stone wall with a single punch."

A direct hit from a regular rifle bullet might not be enough to kill it; its overall combat capability is roughly equivalent to the close-quarters combat output of a light main battle tank.

"As for the Innate Realm, according to Wang Hu, they can walk on air and one palm strike can flatten half a courtyard. Their close-range destructive power is comparable to a short-range tactical missile."

"He had never seen a Grandmaster or a Celestial Being. He only heard from the indigenous people that they were legendary figures who could cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split with a wave of their hand."

After Zhang Bingwen finished speaking, the conference room fell silent.

Zhao Jianguo's face was ashen, and his fingers clenched so tightly they cracked.

He was a soldier, and he knew best what this kind of personal force meant.

If a master of innate skill were to infiltrate an important base and assassinate a key figure, it would be almost impossible to defend against.

Walking on air, their movements unpredictable, conventional security measures are as flimsy as paper in front of them.

"Could it be that kid is just bragging?" Zhao Jianguo said in a deep voice.

"He's just a beginner, how would he know what innate talent is? He's probably just listening to the nonsense the indigenous people are spouting."

"It's better to believe it exists."

Chen Feng slowly spoke, "Even if it's a 50/50 split, the destructive power of a master of the Innate Realm is terrifying enough. We can't gamble with national security on probability."

He looked around and his gaze fell on Song Xian and several other official holders.

"I called you here to assign you tasks."

The group immediately sat up straight.

"First, confirm the essence of the Kyushu world."

Is it a holographic mental network, a collective illusion, or a real otherworld?

Record every detail: geography, local products, culture, history—the more detailed, the better.

"Second, infiltrate the local sects and forces to understand their complete cultivation system, combat power levels, and troop distribution."

If given the opportunity, try to climb to the top and gain access to core secrets.

"Third, secretly contact other players, screen reliable people, and gradually build our own intelligence network."

Note that you must absolutely not reveal your official identity, and even more importantly, you must not attract the attention of those behind the scenes.

Fourth, focus on the spirit stone and item exchange functions. Try to figure out the principles, limits, and side effects of the exchange.

If resources could be converted into real-world assets in bulk, their value would be immeasurable.

The four instructions are well-organized and have clear objectives.

"Understood!" they all replied in unison.

"Be careful, everyone."

Chen Feng's tone softened a bit, "Safety first. If we really encounter danger, saving our lives is the most important thing; the mission is secondary."

We still don't know their intentions. Your going in is tantamount to infiltrating enemy territory.

After the meeting, Zhang Bingwen immediately took the lead in setting up five specially made observation rooms in the underground laboratory.

The room was completely shielded, with lead plates and demagnetizing layers embedded in the walls, and various monitoring devices were piled up to the brim.

EEG, ECG, MRI, bioelectric sensors—all the instruments that could be connected were connected, and even the composition of the breath gas was analyzed in real time.

At 10 p.m., Song Xian and the other four official testers changed into their pajamas and lay down on the bed.

The token was placed next to the pillow, with a high-precision magnetic field detector set up next to it, monitoring it 24 hours a day.

"Relax, just sleep normally," Zhang Bingwen said through the walkie-talkie from outside the glass wall.

"Speak up immediately if you feel anything unusual."

"clear."

All five were professionally trained and had extremely strong mental fortitude. Not long after lying down, their breathing gradually stabilized, and they fell asleep one after another.

On the monitoring screen, the brain waves gradually decreased from beta waves during wakefulness to alpha waves, and then entered delta waves during deep sleep, just like normal sleep.

"No abnormalities at the moment," the researcher reported quietly.

Zhang Bingwen frowned, staring intently at the screen.

Just then, the waveform of one of the EEG devices suddenly jumped.

Immediately afterwards, the waveforms of the five instruments seemed to be paused, and the originally fluctuating delta waves were instantly flattened.

Only extremely weak basic fluctuations remain, which is almost indistinguishable from brain death.

"What happened?!" Zhang Bingwen rushed over immediately. "Is the equipment broken?"

"No! The equipment is working perfectly!" The researcher's hands were shaking.

"It's...it's that their cerebral cortex activity has disappeared."

"What do you mean by 'disappeared'?" Zhao Jianguo leaned closer, looking incredulous.

"The person was lying there perfectly fine, how could they suddenly disappear?"

"It means exactly what it says." Zhang Bingwen's face turned pale.

"The brain regions responsible for consciousness, thinking, and dream activities are completely devoid of fluctuations."

However, their brainstem function was normal, and their heart rate, respiration, and blood pressure were all stable; their bodily functions were perfectly fine.

"It's as if... their consciousness simply vanished from their brains."

These words sent chills down everyone's spines.

Consciousness has disappeared, but the body is still alive.

Is this what people commonly refer to as...out-of-body experience?

"Look at the token!" another researcher suddenly shouted.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the screen of the magnetic field detector.

A strange fluctuation suddenly appeared on the screen, which was originally a straight line.

With an extremely high frequency and extremely strong penetrating power, the lead plate shielding in the room was completely ineffective. It penetrated all matter directly as if there were no obstacles at all.

It is neither an electromagnetic wave nor a gravitational wave, and it does not fall within any known physical domain.

The instrument could barely capture a trace; let alone analyze it, it couldn't even determine its true nature.

Zhang Bingwen stared at the strange waveform, his lips trembling.

He had dedicated his entire life to physics, and for the first time, he felt that his understanding had been completely shattered.

"A completely new form of energy..." he murmured to himself, "This is... spiritual energy? Or rather, magic?"

No one answered him.

Inside the glass wall, five people lay quietly, breathing steadily, as if they were sleeping soundly.

But everyone knows that their "souls" are no longer in this room.

They really did travel to a world called Kyushu.

Chen Feng stood at the very back, his hands behind his back, his fingertips slightly clenched.

The severity of the situation has far exceeded initial estimates.

It can manipulate souls, create other worlds, and transfer matter across dimensions...

This power is almost divine.

Who exactly is the other party?

What exactly is he trying to achieve by doing all this?