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After the task was released, Han Baiyi was kicked out of the space by the 'brain'.

Han Baiyi's mind was dizzy.

Not because of excitement, but before leaving, 'Brain' also helped him open the True GM console, and the large amount of information received in an instant made him a little headache.

However, with this thing, he doesn't have to continue to rely on that fake in the sky.

Again, the console is limited to use in this world only.

Compared to the console that can issue system commands, the kind of self-created law that Han Baiyi and Ming used before during the 300 rounds of the battle that consumed a lot of energy and relied on techniques to complete the creation of effects can only be regarded as a simplified version.

Because after seizing the GM permission, Han Baiyi used the system instructions, which did not need to consume spiritual power, and the priority was higher than that of the law.

The current Han Baiyi is equivalent to upgrading from 'survival mode' to 'creator mode' in "Minecraft".

However, for Han Baiyi, except for information, everything has not changed much.

- He's not targeting anyone, except for the two bug-level characters of Daredevil and Tallulah, there are few of these seats in the Ark tomorrow who can carry a finger on his fingers.

If not, just two.

It's just that after receiving this information, Han Baiyi also roughly understood why 'Ming' couldn't understand the use of the GM panel stored in her brain.

According to the 'brain', all consciousness that can complete self-independent thinking is essentially a human being immersed in the second world, but most of them are unable to resist the erosion of a long time, resulting in multiple psychological deaths and memory emptying, and adapting to the virtual world with no end to time by faking death.

'Ming' itself should also be one of the consciousnesses, but it should have already experienced death, or simply the 'brain' was brought out of the consciousness of death.

It's just that for some unknown reason, she didn't get knowledge and information related to the real world from the 'brain', and she didn't even recognize the basic words, so that she made such a joke.

Han Baiyi always felt that there was something wrong with this, and it was most likely due to the fact that the 'brain' had told him that "the computing and data core were destroyed".

- He didn't think that the 'brain', a system with such a huge amount of computing and information reserves, which could only be countless times stronger than human beings, would not be able to teach even the basics.

Abnormalities can only indicate that there is a problem.

But because there were no clues, Han Baiyi had to write it down for the time being and wait for future opportunities.

Now the main goal is the mission.

Han Baiyi stood on the ground, the huge amount of information flow impact made him just recover from his dizziness, the soil under his feet was slightly soft, but he had lost the previous sense of 'the sky collapsed in a snap of his fingers', and the limits of his senses and strength began to return to reality.

Only the plug-in remains.

Circling around, all you see are ruined buildings that have been destroyed by the shockwave.

Let go of the mental perception, although the life signals are not few, they all look relatively weak and tired, giving people a looming feeling.

Eighty percent is because of his previous mess.

However, most of his own people have nothing to do, and Han Baiyi can be regarded as a little relieved.

To be honest, even after learning that the inhabitants of this world are also controlled by humans, Han Baiyi doesn't have too many soft-hearted emotions.

It may be because he feels that he is too powerful and indifferent to human nature, or it may be simply because it is not his business, but he is becoming less and less concerned about human life, which is indeed an irrefutable fact.

Therefore, even now that he learned that many people had died in this chaos, Han Baiyi didn't have too many thoughts in his heart.

At most, it's just one sentence:

Oh.

That's not a good thing.

But Han Baiyi himself only had this idea.

Of course, it is one thing to ignore the death of life, and it is another thing to apprehend the murderer.

Han Baiyi, who wants to save the world, now lacks a large number of available coolies.

These murderers happen to be the right people.

People have to take responsibility for what they have done.

Immediately, the spiritual thoughts spread out like mercury poured on glass, covering the entire city of Chernobrog.

The console is fully functional.

Han Baiyi himself stood quietly in the middle of the ruins, the earth and stones slowly gathered under his feet like flowing water, forging the throne above the high position in the invisible will.

When he saw the highest seat, he sat down as a matter of course.

His gaze looked down indifferently at the wasteland beneath his feet.

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Click.

Three kilometers away, between the alleys of ruined buildings, a man in tattered clothes with many gaps stepped on the gravel under his feet, his Adam's apple slowly moving up and down, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't squeeze out water.

His eyes were staring straight at his hands.

To be precise, it should be a few fist-sized holes in the clothes on his arm.

There, is where the source stones grow on his body.

Since the source stones themselves are ultra-high-energy substances, they can still maintain their extremely high-energy state even after they are grown from the infected, so for the vast majority of ordinary infected people, dressing up is a cause for concern.

Unless the material is special, clothing that comes into direct contact with the source stone will basically be burned.

Sometimes a day or two of brief contact seems fine, but how can ordinary infected people be able to afford to buy clothes in a place where they lack exchange resources?

Therefore, if the clothes of the infected person are worn for a long time, they will leave a source stone tear like this one by one.

The man stared blankly at his torn clothes, as if he was afraid of bursting the foam, and carefully poked his fingers at the white skin that seemed to have grown new—it was disgusting compared to the dirty, dark-haired skin around him.

However, the man carefully rubbed his newly grown skin, and inhaled deeply in his mouth.

"......No," his tone trembled, "no, really!" I don't even feel like I'm choking on a stone when I inhale! Source Stone Disease! Damn the Source Stone Disease! Gone! Ha, hahahaha, woo... Haha..."

The man's face grinned uncontrollably, but tears poured uncontrollably from his eyes, his head hit the ground one by one, his whole body remained motionless in a posture of worship, his forehead was quietly pressed to the ground, and he whispered in admiration to the gods.

It took a while for him to barely stand up.

"It's incredible...... It turned out that the golden light could actually cure the source stone disease. ”

"It's just, suddenly a normal physical ......"

The man rubbed his stomach to himself, and although he said this, he suddenly realized something when he said it.

The voice paused suddenly.

However, the words can be stopped, but the brain does not stop moving, but constantly feeds back information.

'What a weak body. ’

This thought unconsciously occurred in his heart.

Since ancient times, it has been easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

I want a person who has experienced the powerful power of the infected, and the source stones all over his body have been forcibly transformed into spiritual opportunities by Han Baiyi, and all the source stones have been emptied, he should feel his weakness at this time.

"But weak is weak, and now, I finally don't have to be tortured by illness every day."

As an infected person, a man's daily life is one of smiling and enduring physical pain.

Whether it is the source stone can go berserk, the gene collapses, the infected organ rupture, or the intense itching and pain that the source stone can bring on the surface of the body, each one is the pain they taste day and night.

The man is a native of Chernobog, and has nothing to do with the integration movement, but just takes advantage of the chaos and hunger to fight for this rotten life that no one can use.

Just now, he killed seven or eight people and got a lot of food from them.

'Hey, hey. Now, even in the ruins, I can ......'

The man halfthought and turned his head to look behind him.

The half-cut strap of the backpack was entangled with lines that were obviously torn, and it floated in the air.

His face froze.

What about my bag?

Where did my big bag go?

He was stunned, and he just thought that he had gotten rid of the identity of the infected, and a pale white circle of light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man made a mistake and stepped into the aperture.

The whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

Similar images are playing out throughout Chernobrog, where infected people are suddenly displaced before they can recover from the shock of the disease.

When they opened their eyes again, they saw a figure sitting on a high pile of ruins, a short distance, looking at the people under the ruins with an indifferent expression.

The voice is cold and hard, with a bit of alienation, but it can ensure that everyone in the audience can hear it, no matter how far away it is.

"Good Afternoon ......"

"Redeemed trash."