How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

This is where the purpose of accepting surrender comes in.

Although this group of people were basically causing trouble while being watched by the little broken planet, they were still able to steal the access to the containment world.

Even if we don't need a way to get back to the main world, at least we have some clues.

Not a single bit!

Miss Fox: ?

"Really, not at all! Don't test me, bro!"

What the hell!

Miss Fox felt that her silence was deafening.

Is this whole organization just a joke? They've developed to this point, even gaining access to the containment world, yet they still don't have a single clue.

"Yes, the research directions that came in later were different from our original directions."

Is this even possible?

Miss Fox raised an eyebrow; this matter seemed to be more complicated than it appeared.

Tell me about it.

"Well, we old folks mainly wanted to knock down the little broken ball, while the group that came in later wanted to overturn it..."

I get it. My fate is in the hands of heaven, isn't it? Everyone wants to slay that evil dragon and become it themselves.

But that's not the point!

"Okay, I'll get to the point now."

"Because their real goal is to overthrow the existing order, rather than primarily to return to the main world, their subsequent research doesn't have much to do with finding a way to return to the main world."

"So they found a clue to go directly to the little broken ball."

Got it, I want to go straight to the BOSS.

Nodding, Miss Fox casually sent an emoji to indicate surrender, and the person continued.

"suicide."

Miss Fox: ?

## Chapter 1609 Let's Try a Different Approach

what?

suicide?

"Yes, it's suicide. It's the fastest way to see the little broken ball, but it requires transcendence."

...meaning that after suicide, the transcendent unit needs Little Broken Ball to personally record it in the directory of the dead, right?

Miss Fox sent out a few emojis, speechless.

This abstract method is visible, but it's clearly useless.

I knew I couldn't count on these comedians.

"Hey, you can't say that. There's still enough time to confess!"

...So this isn't about overturning the research findings of the group from The Wandering Earth, but rather the findings of you comedians, right?

Forget it, let's just pretend we didn't get any clues.

"Oh, this is just the first version. Actually, we made some new discoveries not long ago."

"..."

Miss Fox felt like she was being pulled, but she had no proof.

"You should be able to check the Death Transmigrators' records, right? If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a recent discovery in there."

They've stopped acting, haven't they?

They even said you guys have changed! You've always been here to be funny, you haven't stopped at all!

"You can't say that. While it was suicide, it wasn't entirely suicide; it was a suicide that everyone believed to be suicide!"

It's quite a tongue twister.

However, Miss Fox understood the situation.

The whole point is simply to find a way to fake death and trick the system into revealing the little broken ball.

This method is not suitable for her, because her suicide attempt would be too fake, and Little Ball would probably just snort in disdain.

"So we need to change our approach."

Miss Fox rubbed her chin habitually, trying to expand on the methods to trick the little ball out based on the existing information.

Simply killing a transcendent-level returning transmigrator is not an option.

Putting aside the question of how much ability it takes to kill a transcendent being, the first thing is that we have no grudge against each other and there's no need for us to suffer.

Celine Kaslana: So how can mothers change their approach?

A seventeen-year-old girl: She probably wants to start with the list of the dead.

Newbie just there to fill a spot: What else can we do? This is the breakthrough point.

Seven-Colored Leopard Jumps on Jade: Is Fulli planning to help that funny guy inside escape from prison?

Newbie who's just there to fill a spot: How could you have such an absurd idea?

Qipu Guiyue: emmmmmm, I think it's impossible.

Qi Pu Gui Yue: Although foxes often inexplicably let others go, when a real fight breaks out, those scumbag foxes can be quite ruthless.

Mourning: Will eliminate any possibility of resurrection within its capabilities.

Kamen Rider Against Entropy: I can't fake my own death, and I can't kill someone, so I guess I'll just have to die for real (and give up).

Newbie (just filling a spot): That's true, but I don't plan to delve deeper into this method.

Newbie just trying to fill a spot: It's highly unlikely you can fool them out of the little broken ball.

Fallen Saint Black Cat: I thought about this for a long time and came up with it?

Celine Kaslana: Obviously so.

Newbie just there to fill a spot: ...I plan to continue from the direction of stealing access to the containment world.

Silver-haired Saiga: Huh?

A seventeen-year-old girl: Thinking about it carefully, this actually makes a lot of sense.

Silver Hair Supreme: How is this reasonable? Isn't the authority to contain the world supposed to be physically cut off once it's taken away?

Newbie just there to make up the numbers: That's because they didn't have the necessary permissions to begin with (shrugs).

Thinking only about this kind of thing is too conservative.

The reason those people wanted to seize authority was simply because they didn't have the necessary permissions.

But she has the authority!

They even have connections!

Newbie just filling in the numbers: @CustomerService

Customer Service: ? You think I'm a connection?

Celine Kaslana: Miss Security Guard, Mom wants you to open the door.

[Customer Service: ...So your change of approach is a backdoor tactic?]

Fallen Saint Black Cat: Going through the back door was probably the initial idea, right?

Seven-Colored Leopard Jumping Jade: Reverted to the original version.jpg

Qi Pu Guiyue: You're making my blood pressure spike!

[Customer Service: I don't have a door here. The easiest way to get here is to use your key.]

Newbie just filling in the numbers: First version, but not entirely the first version

Newbie here to fill a spot: @CustomerService, are you in charge of reviewing those who have returned from time travel?

Customer Service: ? What do you want?

Seven-Colored Leopard Jumps on Jade: I think I understand what Fuli is going to do /Eating melon seeds

Newbie just filling in the numbers: ∠( ? 」∠)＿

Celine Kaslana: Mom wants the security guard to turn a blind eye to what happened next. @CustomerService

【customer service:???】

The customer service representative paused, glanced at the hunt that had just ended, and unusually, decided to think about it.

However, the customer service representative's time to think was quickly over.

Because the management section she was in charge of was constantly sending her violation reminders.

Upon opening it, I discovered that someone had hacked into the area she was authorized to access and allowed two people to join.

Those two troublemakers who were just recently deported.

Waste utilization in all its senses.

"So how did they manage to hack into my privileges?"

The customer service representative wasn't angry; she was just curious how she managed it.

Without using the key, that brat's permissions are much lower than hers. Logically, if he could hack into her permissions, he could go directly to Little Broken Ball. Why bother with all this trouble?

"Because she used blacklists, whitelists, and containment world generation procedures."

A voice came from behind, and the customer service lady knew it was Little Broken Ball.

Similar to that bastard who kept flirting with her, Little Broken Ball is quite concerned about the security of her own front door. She has more than one set of monitoring procedures, and basically has all kinds of high-end gadgets. She will also come over to check and see if there is any disturbance.

This is why customer service representatives can slack off without worry, since the only consequence is being caught; otherwise, slacking off is a bonus.