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

"No. I'll cut the main cable of the reactor. You won't get anything." Zhou Lang aimed the chainsaw at the thickest black cable.

The masked man stared at Zhou Lang. The electronic eyes behind the mask flashed red.

He is assessing the risks.

"Deal." The masked man raised his left wrist and made a few movements on the bracelet.

Ding.

Liu Wei's bracelet rang. The screen lit up.

"Brother Zhou, the 100,000 points have arrived. The wanted poster has been removed. Our names are no longer on the black market's bounty list." Liu Wei grinned as he looked at the screen.

Zhou Lang put away the chainsaw.

"Let's go." He turned and walked towards the elevator.

Lao Ma and Liu Wei followed behind.

The masked man stood beside the reactor, watching their backs.

"Zhou Lang. The Divine Realm Guild will remember you," the masked man said.

Zhou Lang didn't turn around. He stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the basement level.

The door closed. The elevator began to descend.

"Brother Zhou, are we just going to let him go like this?" Liu Wei toyed with the submachine gun in his hand. "100,000 points is a lot, but this kid is too arrogant."

"He's not alone." Zhou Lang looked at the elevator doors. "His defensive barrier is very strong. Fighting him head-on will take time. The people from the Divine Realm could arrive at any moment. Taking the money and leaving is the best option."

Zhou Lang needs points. 100,000 points are enough for them to buy a top-tier set of equipment.

In this game, survival is the only objective.

The real world.

Jiangbei District. Riverside road.

Han Yingying sat in the black modified SUV, looking at the USB drive in her hand.

Daylight broke. The morning sun pierced through the white mist on the river and shone on the car window.

She plugged the USB drive into the laptop in the passenger seat.

Enter the fingerprint password obtained from Li Changsheng. Open the file.

The screen displayed a dense array of code and experimental data.

She couldn't understand the complex biological equations. But she noticed a phrase that was repeatedly highlighted: mental anchor.

The document details how to extract the spiritual energy of high-level players at the transfer station to construct a stable energy channel in the real world.

Li Changsheng wasn't lying. They really did want to bring the items from the game out.

Carbon-based bio-armor is just the first step. The real target is those unspeakable monsters.

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

She needs to give this to Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang was the only one who knew how to handle this situation. He was more intelligent than her.

She picked up the holographic helmet from the back seat and put it on.

Adjust your breathing. Close your eyes. Start the connection process.

[Scanning the mind body.]

[Vital signs are stable.]

Connection established. Logging into the relay station.

Transit station.

Entrance to the black market.

Zhou Lang and his two companions climbed out of the sewage drain and pushed open the metal manhole cover above their heads.

The Black Gold Guild's encirclement has been lifted.

With the vice president dead, the arrest warrant was lifted. The guild descended into chaos as members fought for power. No one cared about these few independent players anymore.

The black market returned to its usual chaos.

The sounds of hawking, fighting, and the roar of machinery mingled together.

Zhou Lang walked to the container with the cross hanging on it and pushed open the door.

The old man was still stitching someone up at the clinic. This time, it was an unfortunate soul whose stomach had been cut open.

Zhou Lang walked to the chair next to him and sat down. He placed the chainsaw at his feet.

The old man looked up at him. "You're back alive. You're pretty tough."

"Buy intelligence," Zhou Lang said.

"Speak." The old man cut the sutures. He collected fifty points from the patient.

"What's the background of the Divine Realm Guild?" Zhou Lang asked.

The old man went to the sink to wash his hands. He then dried them with a towel.

"God's Domain. The most mysterious guild in the transit station. Ranked third. But no one can fathom their strength." The old man tossed a towel onto the table. "They don't fight over territory. They don't steal resources. They only recruit players with high mental strength. The guild leader's codename is 'Prophet.' No one has ever seen his true face."

Zhou Lang remembered the masked man.

Perhaps the masked man is a core member of the divine realm. Or perhaps he is even the prophet himself.

The clinic door was pushed open.

Han Yingying walked in.

She was still wearing that black special fiber combat uniform. A short knife hung at her waist.

Liu Wei saw her. He jumped up from his chair, grinned, revealing his gleaming silver alloy front teeth.

"Hey girl, you're finally back. I've missed you so much." Liu Wei leaned closer.

Han Yingying ignored Liu Wei. She walked straight to Zhou Lang.

"I got it," Han Yingying said.

She extended her right hand. Palm up.

A virtual data cube floated in her palm, emitting a blue light.

This is a concrete projection of real-world data in the transit station.

Zhou Lang reached out and took the data cube. The cube then integrated into his bracelet.

"Have the people from Changsheng Bio been caught?" Zhou Lang asked.

"The police are gone. Li Changsheng can't escape." Han Yingying leaned against the wall, looking at Zhou Lang. "But I looked at the data. The Descent Plan has more than one rendezvous point. Li Changsheng is just an executor."

Zhou Lang tapped the bracelet and quickly browsed the data inside the Rubik's Cube.

He looked at the records about mental anchors. His finger slid across the screen.

He knew. This was just the beginning. The Black Gold Guild was just the tip of the iceberg.

The system broadcast suddenly blared throughout the entire transfer station.

The sound was deafening. It made the metal of the shipping container vibrate and hum.

[Server-wide announcement.]

The core reactor on the 51st floor of the central tower has suffered irreversible damage.

[The system has detected a high-dimensional energy leak. A crack has appeared in the reality barrier.]

[Dungeon difficulty has been forcibly increased.]

Survival mode enabled. Safe zone removed.

Zhou Lang frowned. He turned off the bracelet screen.

The reactor was damaged.

The masked man didn't buy it. He blew it up.

The masked man never intended to make a deal. He spent 100,000 points to buy Zhou Lang's departure, all so he could personally detonate the reactor.

Then they'll pin the blame for breaking down the barriers of reality on them.

"Brother Zhou, what does this broadcast mean? Has the safe zone been canceled?" Liu Wei panicked. He picked up his submachine gun and looked around.

Old Ma did some calculations with his fingers. His face turned even paler than before. "A very ominous sign. The secrets of heaven are in chaos."

Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed from the street outside the clinic.

Gunshots. Explosions. Screams from the crowd. All erupted in an instant.

Zhou Lang picked up the chainsaw at his feet, walked to the door, and kicked open the iron gate.

The sky above the black market. What was once a simulated, dark gray dome has now turned a glaring blood red.

The streets were in complete chaos.

A group of monsters covered in black scales were crawling out of the shadows from all directions.

They have white bone blades on their hands. Their eyes are pure red and have no pupils.

Extremely fast. Pounces on players in the road. Bites. Slices.

Blood splattered on the rusty metal wall.

Han Yingying walked to Zhou Lang's side, looking at the monsters. She gripped the hilt of her knife.

"It's exactly the same as what I encountered in real life," Han Yingying said.

The Advent Plan has been reversed.

A monster from reality. They entered the transfer station.

Zhou Lang pulled the start rope of the chainsaw. The engine roared deafeningly.