"Consciousness calibration."

A mechanical woman's voice echoed in Mo Fan's ears, and Mo Fan was sure that it didn't seem to be just in his ears.

Then he shook his head, as if he wanted to throw the sound out of his head, but he found that it was not the sound that he threw out, but a lot of water, thrown off his long hair, and his current appearance became different, not Mo Fan's young body, but a mature woman's body, and he wore very little.

The voice was still there: "Consciousness calibration." ”

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows helplessly, he probably knew what was going on: "Mo Fan, 2884 Planet 2884 Special User, code D-nc96291." Mo Fan stretched his waist, it was cold from head to toe, which made people more sober, he probably knew that the appearance of his body might not be very elegant, but it didn't matter - he couldn't see him, this is a virtual network built by Ansai Company, similar to the fusion of social software and online games that Mo Fan used on Earth, but more comprehensively, this is almost another world.

"Welcome back, this is the lowest level Ansai space, number YHEC-2884, have fun." The woman's voice heard Mo Fan say the number, but she only spoke two words and then disappeared, as if she had never existed.

The so-called consciousness calibration is that Ansai needs to confirm whether users can not distinguish between virtual and reality, which is also the most basic protection, although there are still many people in the Ansai network every year drunk and dreaming of death caused by the death of the outside world, but the Ansai network is still the most popular entertainment method in the entire universe.

Mo Fan is now in a very small space, which probably looks like a bedroom, which is considered the user's private space.

"It seems that the experimental situation outside is not optimistic, old Nick has fainted me again......" Mo Fan stretched his body and stood up, he was able to shake out the water when he just shook his head, which in itself is a manifestation of "imagination" beyond his own "self-control", after the calibration of consciousness, the image of his current consciousness construction will not change according to his wishes.

He casually put on two pieces of clothes from the room and walked out the door.

YHEC-2884 The lowest level of Ansai space connects virtual cities, streets.

A portal that appeared out of thin air was opened, and Mo Fan also walked out of it, this is a very huge city, floating in the air, white is the main tone of the building, and some associated fluorescence allows Mo Fan to know that this is still not a planetary style - 2884 is the number of the planet he is on, but there are many 2884 in the entire universe, and now all users who can connect to the Ansai network on 2884 will arrive here.

A loud whistle sounded from behind Mo Fan: "Little girl." Mo Fan turned around, he was used to this kind of thing.

Looking back, there was no one, and an arm was already on his shoulder.

Mo Fan's side is probably the floor-to-ceiling window of a virtual shopping mall that reflects his helpless expression and his current appearance - Mo Fan's virtual image is a woman, a good-looking woman, maybe it should also be called a girl, this image is very close to the earthlings in Mo Fan's memory, with long black hair reaching the waist, a good face, a pair of big black eyes showing helplessness, staring at himself on the floor-to-ceiling window, his figure is also concave and convex, the clothes on his body are very loose, over the waist, and he is wearing a pair of short pants underneath.

He hadn't been here for half a month, and Mo Fan had forgotten how much trouble his image would cause to him.

"Friend, I don't want to be in trouble." Mo Fan opened his mouth, his current voice was also glutinous, and there was no convincing power at all.

The man who had already leaned close to his body was very thin, with one big eye and one small eye, and saliva was being left in his rotten teeth, and he did not hide his desire for Mo Fan's avatar, his arms were slender and covered with tattoos - Mo Fan never understood why even in the virtual world there were people who would make their image so bad, and the man had a terrible smell - probably the smell of gasoline mixed with some inferior perfume, this smell Mo Fan only knew one place.

Underground market.

Ansai network truly simulates the real world, and the construction rights here are actually handed over to users, so some "illegal" buildings and "can't be put on the bright side" activities are more rampant in Ansai network. For example, underground mecha fighting, this is what Mo Fan has always been interested in, so for this brother who doesn't seem to be able to listen to himself, Mo Fan can only whisper sorry.

"What did you say, little beauty?" The man had more strength in his hands, grabbing Mo Fan's shoulder, and it seemed that he completely regarded Mo Fan as his prey.

Mo Fan smiled and said, "It's nothing. His smile is so charming, at least this avatar is perfect, Mo Fan has always been proud of this, this is another attribute in him that is different from mecha fanatics - otaku.

The man was also stunned, completely fascinated by Mo Fan's smile, but Mo Fan had already made a move, he first used the hand that was not held down, the hand close to the man clenched his fist and slammed it up, the man's face fist body straightened his head and leaned back, the hand holding Mo Fan's shoulder relaxed, Mo Fan's other fist had already beckoned to the man's stomach, this punch made the man's whole body curl forward again, like a prawn arched over, Mo Fan's hand did not stop, twisted the man's arm back- Just about to hold Mo Fan's arm in his arms, and then fold it hard, the man screamed like a pig, but there were not many people on the street - this is the Ansai space of the Planet Lawless, and there are not many people who can enter here.

"Sometimes I feel like it's a kind of situation in my hometown, called ghost suits - but sometimes ghost suits have the benefits of ghost suits, don't they?"

"You, what are you going to do?" The man's voice was trembling, because in Ansai Space, everyone's senses were 100% restored, so the pain he felt now was also directly reflected to the brain through the neural network.

"Do you know of any fun places nearby?" Mo Fan tried his best to make himself smile kindly.

Then the man had no choice but to take him underground, and kept muttering: "Girls are really terrible nowadays." ”

Mo Fan only has a black line on his face, although as an otaku he is very proud of his virtual character setting, but it seems that everyone here doesn't seem to know that he can choose a girl-

It seemed to be a site for underground transportation, and Mo Fan found that sometimes some things were common not only on Earth, but also in the whole universe, such as numbers, such as the appearance of some infrastructure.

They were walking the stairs.

"Do you feel that symbol is weird?" Mo Fan said suddenly.

On the handrail of the staircase at hand there was a series of strange symbols that were continuous, but Mo Fan couldn't understand them at all.

"Oh, that thing, it's the secret code of the underworld here." Mo Fan had already let go of the man, and the man rubbed his arm as he explained: "I will probably say that there is something interesting in the underground world today, or some people will use this thing as a code to deliver news - but it's too random, anyone can change it, I don't think this is a good way to pass on the message."

Mo Fan frowned, put his hand on the metal armrest, and wiped it, but there was no change, it was not information that could be modified.

"It's weird." The man shrank his arm a little frightened, and then hurriedly walked down: "Dear Miss, we are going to be late." ”

Mo Fan also hurriedly followed.

At the same time, at another entrance to the Underworld.

A woman with blue-black hair was bored looking at the code words on the armrest, tall, beautiful, this is perhaps the best summary of this woman - she was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a smart combat uniform, she could read part of it, and there was a levitating, half-human-tall circular robot beside her scanning the text on it.

"Hey, hey, Zero, did you say I'm here for a holiday, why do I have to read instructions in this kind of Ansai space that seems to be a wild place?" The girl was full of complaints, and the machine around her circled her, but it didn't say much, or its "body movements" had already expressed everything it had to say.

"You're saying I'm on vacation because I have a mission? No kidding. The woman said this, but the whole person was already helplessly lying on the back of the robot, and the outer shell of the robot also changed accordingly, slightly larger, making the woman more comfortable lying on the ground, and her face was flattened because of lying on the robot: "When can I be carefree and don't need to think about any tasks to play——"

The robot didn't pay much attention to the woman's mood, but projected the text content it decoded in front of the woman's eyes, and at the same time carried the woman deeper underground.

"Is the connector down there...... The latter part seems to be an advertisement for today's underground mecha fighting tournament - no matter, the joint just knows the content of the mission, you can go, Zero, I'll take a vacation - although these amateur so-called mecha fights make people feel a little uninteresting. The woman's mouth pursed, her "vacation" was going to come to such a wild and lawless planet, it was outrageous......

The robot "Zero" spun around a few times to express his dissatisfaction, why did he push the work to himself?

The closer you get to the ground, the louder you go, the louder you go, the louder you go, the louder you go.

"It's boring, but every time I hear this kind of voice, it makes people's blood boil unconsciously, isn't it?" The woman patted the robot, and the robot swayed and continued to carry its owner forward.