A bizarre and terrifying experience; I messed up the dungeon world.

He grabbed the wrist of the man holding the gun with his left hand.

Fold it outwards.

The sound of bones breaking.

Li Changsheng groaned.

The pistol fell to the ground.

Han Yingying held a dagger to Li Changsheng's neck in her right hand.

The blade was close to the major artery.

"Make them stop," Han Yingying said.

Li Changsheng's forehead was sweating.

He looked at Han Yingying's torn clothes. His gaze lingered on the wound for a second.

"Even if you kill me, you won't get out. My men are everywhere outside the building."

Han Yingying exerted force with her wrist.

The blade is pressed down.

It cut Li Changsheng's skin.

Blood flowed out, staining the white collar red.

"Stop," Li Changsheng said.

The four burning cyborgs stood still.

The flames were still burning at their feet.

It smelled like burnt flesh.

Han Yingying looked into Li Changsheng's eyes.

Where is the core data of Project Advent?

Li Changsheng smiled.

"You think it's just a few lines of code. It's a projection of a higher dimension of the mind."

He pointed to the bald man on the ground with tubes stuck all over his head.

"Players at the transit station. They die in the game. Their mental state collapses in reality. They become vegetative. I collect them, maintain their vital signs with nutrient solutions, and extract neurotransmitters from their brains."

Han Yingying looked at the jars.

Dozens of people.

They are all top players on the leaderboard.

"What are you going to do with these?" Han Yingying asked.

"Break down the barriers of reality," Li Changsheng said. "I've already brought out the weapons and technology from the transit station. The next step is to bring out those indescribable things."

Han Yingying didn't want to hear any of this.

Her goal was to resolve the problem.

"The vice president at the transfer station. How did he die?"

"He has no physical form. He is merely a piece of data attached to the central tower server."

Li Changsheng looked at Han Yingying.

"Your physical condition is too good. As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I can make you the king of the new world."

Han Yingying struck Li Changsheng on the temple with the hilt of her knife.

Li Changsheng rolled his eyes. Then he fainted.

Han Yingying found a plastic cable tie on the workbench.

They tied Li Changsheng's hands tightly behind his back.

Then I went to the computer.

Insert a black USB drive.

A password input box pops up on the screen.

Han Yingying grabbed Li Changsheng's right hand.

Press his thumb onto the fingerprint scanner.

Computer unlocked.

She started copying the data.

The progress bar is moving slowly.

ten percent.

Twenty percent.

Han Yingying looked at the screen.

She recalled Zhou Lang at the transit station.

He said that we need to obtain the core data.

The connection between reality and the game. It's right here.

The progress bar has reached fifty percent.

One of the cyborgs on the ground moved.

The fire beneath his feet went out.

The muscles around the joints were charred.

But he was still crawling towards Han Yingying with his hands.

Han Yingying walked over.

He stepped on the cyborg's head.

The dagger was inserted into the gap between the cervical vertebrae.

Stir it vigorously.

The cyborg stopped moving completely.

The progress bar is at 100%.

Copy complete.

Han Yingying unplugged the USB drive and put it in her pocket.

She took out her phone.

I dialed the police emergency number.

"The third basement level of Rose Apartment in Jiangbei District. Changsheng Biotechnology Company. There are people being illegally detained here."

hang up the phone.

Throw the phone on the ground. Stomp on it and smash it.

She walked to the nutrient chamber.

Looking at the people inside.

They will die if the tubes are pulled.

She had no choice but to hand the place over to the police.

Han Yingying turned and walked towards the exit.

Return along the same route.

Avoid patrolling security guards.

I walked out of the building.

Back in the off-road vehicle.

Start the car.

Two streets were opened up.

The sirens of police cars sounded from behind.

Several police cars rushed toward Changsheng Building.

Han Yingying parked her car by the river.

It's almost dawn.

White mist rose from the river.

She looked at the USB drive in her hand.

This was her bargaining chip for survival.

Transit station.

The 50th floor of the central tower.

The doors of the metal freight elevator slowly slid open to both sides.

Zhou Lang carried the chainsaw and walked at the front.

Liu Wei, carrying a submachine gun, followed on the left.

Old Ma is holding a wooden sword and standing on the right.

Outside was a spacious hall.

A red carpet was laid on the floor.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling.

Thirty-odd people dressed in Black Gold Guild uniforms stood in the hall.

He was holding various weapons.

Energy gun. Beam saber. Heavy shotgun.

A man in a suit was standing at the very front.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," the man in the suit said.

Zhou Lang remained silent.

He pulled the start cord of the chainsaw.

The engine roared.

The saw blade rotates at high speed, emitting a harsh, screeching sound.

He rushed out.

There were no tactics. There was no cover.

Liu Wei shouted from behind.

"Brother Zhou, slow down. My tooth hurts."

He raised his submachine gun and opened fire.

The bullets hit the members of the Black Gold Guild.

They were blocked by the energy shields on their bodies.

Ripples of blue spread out.

Old Ma pulled out three yellow talismans from the sleeve of his Taoist robe.

Throw it into the air.

A wooden sword is pointed.

The talisman paper spontaneously combusted without fire.

It transformed into three fist-sized fireballs and flew towards the crowd.

The man in the suit raised his hand.

A blue light barrier blocked the way.

The fireball struck the light barrier. It went out, leaving only a wisp of black smoke.

Zhou Lang rushed to the light screen.

The chainsaw cuts on the light screen.

Sparks flew everywhere.

A piercing scraping sound echoed through the hall. The light screen flickered a few times. Cracks appeared.

The man in the suit took a step back. He hadn't expected the chainsaw to be able to cut through a high-level shield.

Zhou Lang didn't pause. He gripped the chainsaw handle tightly with his right hand and pressed his index finger firmly against the throttle.

The saw blade rubs against the light curtain at high speed. The crack expands rapidly.

boom.

The light curtain shattered. Blue light spots scattered out.

Zhou Lang stepped forward. The chainsaw cleaved directly at the man in the suit's shoulder.

Two heavily armored guards rushed in from the left and right, raising black alloy shields and blocking the man in the suit.

The chainsaw struck the shield. Sparks flew. The saw blade got stuck in the metal gap.

Zhou Lang decisively released the chainsaw. He drew the shotgun from his waistband with his left hand and pressed the muzzle against the helmet seam of the left mech.

Pull the trigger.

boom.

The impact of the close-range shotgun blast ripped off the mech's helmet. The person inside fell backward. Their neck was broken.

Zhou Lang casually drew the beam saber from the waist of the dead guard. He pressed the switch. A white light blade popped out.

He swung his sword backhand, plunging it into the chest of the right-side mech. The intense heat of the blade melted the armor plates and pierced the heart.

Two high-ranking guards. Died within three seconds.

Zhou Lang stepped over the corpse and walked towards the man in the suit.

Liu Wei fired a submachine gun from behind, suppressing the other Black Gold Guild members in the hall.

"Brother Zhou, leave two for me. My alloy teeth need to draw blood," Liu Wei shouted as he fired his gun.

Old Ma leaned against a pillar, coughed twice, and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. "Fatty, save your bullets. We're out of points to resupply."

The man in the suit looked at Zhou Lang. He had a scar on his left cheek.

"You think you can kill me?" the man in the suit said. His voice echoed in the empty hall. "I am immortal here."

Zhou Lang held a beam saber. He was five meters away from the man in the suit.

"You're just a piece of data," Zhou Lang said. "A system slice."

The man in the suit froze. He stared at Zhou Lang.