Chapter 126 Wasteland No. 7

Isabel used [Identity Card] to contact Song Shiyi using the old method.

The two met again in the parking alley.

Half an hour later, Song Shiyi appeared at the alley carrying a travel bag.

Seeing Isabel under the streetlight, she trotted over.

"Miss Mary."

Song Shiyi's face beamed with joy: "It's great that you can come."

Today she was wearing a short gray cotton coat, a pair of denim blue high-waisted jeans, and a pair of low-top boots, which made her figure look extra slender.

"Go over now and talk while walking, okay?" Song Shiyi asked.

"Let's talk about the situation first."

Isabel said according to Lu Yao's remote instructions.

"OK."

The other party nodded: "About a month ago, the committee observed and discovered that there is bounded dimensional interference in some areas of this city, and it is already to the extent that it can be imaged."

"Only some players can see the imaging, but it also means that abnormal interference is intensifying. The committee is paying close attention and is constantly testing and tracking..."

In the rental house at the back, Lu Yao looked back at his bed.

The black mud monster and the dry river bed seemed to be images after Jiewei's interference.

In the alley, Song Shiyi continued: "Two weeks ago, the committee formally determined that there are several 'intersection zones' in this city."

"That is, the overlapping area formed by the overlapping of boundary dimensions."

She looked worried: "It has been determined that 17 citizens have entered the intersection for various reasons, and 8 of them are still stranded and missing. In the past two weeks, the committee has been looking for these missing people in various intersections."

"However, due to the shortage of manpower and the constant changes within the intersection, time is getting increasingly tight. If those citizens cannot be brought out as soon as possible, they will never come out."

"According to security regulations and related procedures, operations require at least two people, so I thought of Miss Mary. Manpower is very scarce now, and there are very few people who have the ability and can be contacted... Of course, we will pay accordingly. Don't worry, This time the cross-belt was safe and no fighting was required."

"How many?"

"Eh?"

"Remuneration." Isabel said coldly.

"That... 3,000 yuan volunteer subsidy. I know this is very small, but funding projects and amount regulations require complex processes, and they must be reviewed and approved by higher-level departments. The committee's salary management methods currently follow the document standards of 2003. …”

"Cash required."

Song Shiyi was stunned for a moment: "Really? Do you agree?"

"Um."

Isabel said: "Remuneration is a matter of principle. How much is another question."

"Very good!"

Song Shiyi couldn't help but hold Isabel's hand.

"Then let's set off now. The sooner we find them, the safer they will be."

Song Shiyi quickly led the way.

She had a clear goal, kept walking all the way, and was still making further introductions to Isabel.

"Miss Mary, this 'crossing zone' comes from 'Wasteland No. 7'. Wasteland No. 7 is the name given to the world by the committee. It is the seventh high-dimensional space discovered by the committee. The wasteland is the name of the world." Description of characteristics.”

"It was a world mostly in ruins. The local civilization died out for too long, and our knowledge is quite limited."

"You may think that the committee may have made some mistakes... Why do dimensional interference and overlap still occur in a stable high-dimensional safe zone like the Earth? This should not happen in theory. ”

Song Shiyi asked and answered: "The reason is that Wasteland No. 7 is a world with a higher dimension than the earth. It is now gradually and completely collapsed, and the lower dimensions connected to it have begun to peel off, and it has begun to divide into multiple layers... That is the evolution from high dimension to low dimension.”

"It's like a ball of paper that has been clenched tightly. After losing external force and solidifying, they now begin to separate from each other. The still intact parts float up and merge into the lower dimensions, peeling off fragmented worlds, and the remaining parts sink."

"The main body that floated up had interdimensional interference with our earth above, and then partially overlapped briefly."

"Worlds in higher dimensions almost always remain relatively stationary to each other. The only time they move violently is when they self-destruct and collapse."

Lu Yao silently digested the new information.

He asked through Isabel's mouth: "What monsters are there on the cross?"

Song Shiyi waved her hand: "There is no need to fight in Wasteland No. 7."

This made Lu Yao a little suspicious.

He saw with his own eyes the black mud monster swimming in the stone.

"The only danger in Wasteland Intersection No. 7 is getting lost."

Song Shiyi slowed down and her face became serious.

"The crossbands carry images and signals left by past civilizations. Those fragmented information folded, intersected, and reorganized each other in the chaotic time and space, gradually forming a special existence, the 'wishing spirit'."

"The only thing these guys can do is chatter endlessly in your ears. They are the product of chaos and disorder. What they say is often confusing and difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood."

"The wishing spirit looks like a large ball of glowing black clay and has no direct damage ability."

Song Shiyi paused: "But you must not believe in the 'wishing spirit'."

"If you listen to the wishing spirits and are bewitched and detained by them in various ways, after the cross zone disappears, you will never be able to get out of here."

Isabel asked back: "The wishing spirit only talks in the ear? Does it have other powers?"

"No."

Song Shiyi shook her head: "If you don't believe them, they are useless. Just pay attention to the time and don't stay too long."

"Once you believe them, it's easy to get lost. So you must go in pairs, take care of each other and remind each other, which can also reduce risks."

She suddenly stopped.

A sparrow was flying under the street light in front.

It flew over lightly and landed on Song Shiyi's left shoulder, tilting its head to look at Isabel on the other side.

"The nearest cross belt is there."

Song Shiyi raised his hand and pointed forward.

Through Isabel's eyes, Lu Yao recognized that this was the place where he rode a white horse and raced at night.

There was a highway in front, and a long fork next to it. After nightfall, there were almost no people on the surrounding streets, and even the chirping of insects was sparse.

Song Shiyi seemed to have some kind of positioning ability. She walked into the fork next to it, walked ten steps forward, then turned left, walked five steps, and stopped again.

She walked to a cable junction box and gestured to Isabel: "It's right here, I'll go in first."

After saying that, Song Shiyi bumped into the optical junction box and was instantly submerged in it.

Isabel followed suit.

...

Lu Yao's vision was blank.

He felt bad.

Maybe the eyeballs couldn't transmit information across the cross-band.

As a result, after a few seconds, the vision slowly returned to normal.

Isabel was facing a dark and soft black mud monster, or a wishing spirit.

Its body slowly shrank into a human form, with a height and body shape similar to Isabel, but it had no human facial features and a smooth face.

The wishing spirit said to Isabel enthusiastically: "Beautiful lady, welcome here. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Baroye, and I am very happy to lead you."

It used a strange language.

It was obviously composed entirely of weird and difficult syllables, but Lu Yao could understand it.

"Do you want wealth, knowledge, or power? Or even better beauty? Infinite life? Or countless lovers?"

"Baroye can satisfy you with all these."

"After all, we are the wishing spirits that are dedicated to fulfilling wishes. Fulfilling everyone's wishes is our greatest mission and responsibility..."

Baroye rubbed his hands.

"Beautiful lady, Baroye can see at a glance that you are a person of noble status..."

Pah!

Isabel punched its head and blew it up.