Chapter 126 Wasteland No. 7

Isabel used the [ID card] to contact Song Shiyi in the old way.

The two met again in the parking alley.

Half an hour later, Song Shiyi hurriedly appeared at the alley with a travel bag on her back.

Seeing Isabel under the streetlight, she trotted over.

"Miss Mary."

Song Shiyi's face was full of joy: "It's great that you can come."

She is wearing a short gray cotton jacket today, with a pair of denim blue high-waisted jeans underneath, and a pair of low-cut boots, making her look extraordinarily slender.

"Now go, talk while walking, is that 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 found that there are bounded dimension interference phenomena in some areas of the city, and it is already capable of imaging."

"Only some players can see the imaging, but it also represents the intensification of anomalous interference. The committee pays close attention and continues to make tests and traces..."

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

The black mud monster and the dry riverbed seem to be the images after Jiewei's intervention.

In the alley, Song Shiyi continued: "Two weeks ago, the committee officially confirmed that there are several 'crossing belts' 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 searching for these missing persons in each intersection."

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

"According to the safety regulations and related procedures, at least two people are needed for the operation, so I thought of Ms. Mary. Now the manpower is very scarce, and there are very few who are capable and can be contacted...Of course, we will pay the corresponding compensation. Please rest assured, this The secondary crossbelt is safe and requires no combat."

"How many?"

"Eh?"

"Remuneration." Isabel said coldly.

"That... 3,000 yuan volunteer subsidy. I know it's very little, but funding projects and amount regulations require complicated procedures, and they need to be reviewed and approved by higher authorities. At present, the committee's salary management method has been using the document standard in 2003... "

"Cash required."

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

"Ok."

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

"Great!"

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

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

Song Shiyi walked quickly to lead the way.

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

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

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

"You may think that something has gone wrong with the committee again...why in a stable high-dimensional safe zone like the earth, there is still interference and overlapping of the boundary dimensions. This should not happen in theory. "

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

"It's like a ball of paper that has been tightly gripped. After losing the external force and solidifying, they are now beginning to separate from each other, and a complete part floats up and merges into the lower dimension, peeling off fragmented worlds, and the rest sinks."

"The part of the main body that floats up has a boundary-dimensional interference with our earth above, and then there is a partial short-term overlap."

"The high-dimensional worlds almost always remain relatively still relative to each other. The only moment when 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 in the cross belt?"

Song Shiyi waved her hand: "No. 7 Wasteland doesn't need to fight."

This made Lu Yao a little suspicious.

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

"The only danger in the No. 7 wasteland intersection is getting lost."

Song Shiyi slowed down and her face became serious.

"The cross belt contains images and signals left by past civilizations. Those fragmented information are folded, intersected and recombined in the chaotic time and space, gradually forming a special existence "wish spirit".

"The only thing these guys can do is blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"The wishing spirit looks like a large group of glowing black clay, with no direct damage ability."

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

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

Isabel asked back: "The wishing spirit just speaks in the ear? Does it have other abilities?"

"No."

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

"Once you listen to them, it is easy to get lost. Therefore, you must go together in two, take care of and remind each other, and you can also reduce the risk."

She stopped suddenly.

A sparrow is flying under the streetlight ahead.

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

"The nearest crossbelt is there."

Song Shiyi raised her finger forward.

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

The expressway is ahead, and there is a long side road next to it. After nightfall, there are almost no people on the surrounding streets, and even the chirping of insects is rare.

Song Shiyi seems to have a certain positioning ability. She walked into the side road, walked ten steps forward, then turned left, walked another five steps, and stopped again.

She walked to a fiber optic cable transfer box and motioned to Isabel: "It's here, I'll go in first."

After finishing speaking, Song Shiyi bumped into the light delivery box, and fell into it all at once.

Isabel also followed up.

Lu Yao's vision was blank.

He felt bad.

Maybe the eyeballs can't send messages across the intersection.

As a result, within a few seconds, the sight slowly returned to normal.

Isabel faced a dark and soft black mud monster, or in other words, a wishing spirit.

Its body slowly shrank into a human shape, its height and shape were similar to Isabel's, but it didn't have human facial features, and its face was smooth.

The wishing spirit said enthusiastically to Isabel: "Beautiful lady, welcome to come here. Please allow me to introduce, my name is Baroyer, and I am very happy to lead the way for you."

It uses a wonderful language.

It is obviously composed of weird and awkward syllables, but Lu Yao can understand it.

"Do you want wealth, knowledge, or power? Or a further beauty? An inexhaustible lifespan? Or an inexhaustible lover?"

"These baloyers can satisfy you."

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

Baloyer rubbed his hands together.

"Beautiful lady, Baroyer can tell at a glance that you are a noble and noble person..."

Snapped!

Isabel punched its head off.

(end of this chapter)