pjbooks Chapter 391 Server-wide Disconnection! Only I Was Unaffected
Chapter 391 Server-wide Disconnection! Only I Was Unaffected
The Holy Lord smiled again.
This time, the smile was faint.
"Chen Yifan".
"You really think you're from Earth?"
These words hit Chen Yifan's head.
His first reaction was, "Impossible!"
The fact that he traveled through time was his deepest secret.
How could the Holy Lord possibly know?
Chen Yifan suppressed the surging thoughts.
We can't afford to panic now.
Shenhou was also stunned.
He suddenly turned his head, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Chen Yifan and the Holy Lord.
"Not from Earth?"
The keyboard sounds on Bai Zhi's end stopped.
In the communication channel, Rabbit, Smoke Dragon, and all the online guardians fell silent.
The Holy Lord stood behind the crack, a confident smile on his face.
He is waiting.
Wait until they fight amongst themselves.
Wait until they become suspicious.
Wait until the cracks burst open from the inside.
But what he got in return was Shenhou's actions.
Shenhou looked down at the six long sticks on the ground, then at his own hands.
He raised his hand.
The six long sticks on the ground swayed once and then fell silent.
Shenhou's face was frighteningly black.
"Depend on."
He squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.
"It's really gone."
It's not suppression.
It's peeling.
Something is being pulled away from the very root of the soul.
"My inner voice... has also been severed."
The rat's voice rang out, hoarse and terribly hoarse.
"I can't hear you."
"I can't hear anything..."
The command center was in complete chaos.
"Report! 73% of the professionalization system modules are frozen! And the rate is still rising!"
"All skill slots are locked! They're all grayed out!"
"Professional equipment energy gauge reset to zero!"
"Lord Rabbit! The Judgment Council's authority has been lost! We are losing control of the Celestial Dome!"
"The professional dashboards worldwide are simultaneously down!"
"The strange beasts are disappearing on a large scale."
Reports bombarded the channel.
The world has changed.
There was a three-second silence on the Rabbit's side.
When she spoke again, her voice was still cold.
"Everyone, retreat to safety line two."
"Retreat?"
Shenhou looked up, his gaze sweeping over the iron rod on the ground and then over the dark green threads that seemed to be stirring outside the crack.
"I can't even fly a stick now, what am I supposed to use to defend?"
The rabbit paused for half a second.
"Give me your life."
Shen Hou was speechless after hearing those two words.
The anger that had been building up in his chest for so long finally boiled down to a single curse.
"Fine, you're ruthless!"
"However... I can unlock the genetic potential!"
The world engine cannot control what truly belongs to the physical body.
Shenhou stomped his foot hard, his muscles bulging, trying to mobilize the purest physical strength.
But the next moment, the muscles that had just bulged out shrank by a third.
He staggered.
"Holy shit..."
Shenhou looked at his hands, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Different.
His heretical teachings have not disappeared.
The base was removed.
Over the years, his physical body, skills, equipment, and professional system have become intertwined.
Even though the world engine has been disrupted, he can still move, but he is no longer the level 90+ Shen Monkey.
The attribute bonuses are no longer effective!
Chen Yifan did not move.
He remained at the forefront of the stargate security line.
Everyone's panel is grayed out.
Only before his eyes flashed a series of completely different prompts.
[Professional access verification in progress...]
[Professional Template: Abnormal.]
[Talent Module: Abnormal.]
The basic sequence could not be identified...
Forced locking...failed.
The force of stripping away touched his soul and was immediately repelled.
His panel is still there.
The power remains.
The Holy Lord took in all of this, and a playful smile reappeared on her stunningly beautiful and alluring face.
"You saw it?"
That's the difference.
"They are the livestock registered on the farm."
"The World Engine can give you everything, but it can also take it back at any time."
"You think you can fool the farmer with the meager, unorthodox power you've cultivated?"
The Holy Lord looked at Chen Yifan and lowered his voice.
"However, you are different."
"Chen Yifan".
"The world's engine can't hold you back."
Chen Yifan flexed his fingers, and his knuckles cracked softly.
The body's internal energy is still circulating.
"So you've been rambling on for so long just to praise me?"
The Holy Lord chuckled, his malice undisguised.
"No."
"I want them to know what you really are."
"An outcast who doesn't belong here."
"Then I really have to thank you."
Chen Yifan's "thank you" was very sincere.
Just now, he glanced at the panel.
The cooling rules that were originally constrained by the World Engine have disappeared.
But Chen Yifan could sense that the mental burden had not disappeared.
Even heavier.
But that's enough!
Shenhou, unable to lift the several hundred-pound long stick, simply bent down, picked up the one that was most comfortable in his hand, and dragged it forward with one hand.
The stick scraped across the ground, sending sparks flying.
"Stop trying to sow discord."
"Even if this kid isn't a registered resident of Earth, he's still more like a human being than you!"
Chen Yifan glanced back at him.
That monkey has a foul mouth.
But when it matters, they stand firm.
"Lord Shenhou, what you're saying sounds like an insult to me."
"Don't be picky."
Shenhou grinned, but his eyes were frighteningly deep.
"I'm praising you."
Bai Zhi was so anxious that her voice cracked.
"Can't you two even read the room?"
"The world engine is removing all permissions!"
"The bottom-level defenses are reduced to mere physical structure; the stargate crack is about to widen!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the dark green thread outside the crack probed in again.
This time, there were hundreds of them.
They slipped in through the gaps in the blockade, their target clear: the dragon on the ground.
Chenlong's body convulsed.
He tried to get up, but without the professional bonus, his polluted and eroded body felt terribly heavy.
"Let me go."
He growled, his voice filled with humiliation.
Shenhou stepped on his back.
"Shut up, you bastard."
"Now you're even more useless than me."
Chenlong gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
"It wants to use my body to open a second door here!"
The intermittent sound of smoke came from the old passage.
There were sounds of metal clashing and heavy breathing coming from over there.
"Monkey, hold off Dragon."
"Chen Yifan, don't let those lines touch him."
Chen Yifan turned around, feeling the still surging power within his body.
"Old Wang, you really know how to assign tasks."
There was a half-second silence on the communication line.
Yanlong's voice lowered.
Call me Yanlong.
Chen Yifan didn't respond to that.
He stomped his foot, his whole body breaking through the air, instantly rushing towards the edge of the crack.
The dark green threads moved at extremely high speed, converging on Chenlong from all directions.
Chen Yifan raised his hand, his gaze locking onto the target.
"Stealing everything."
There was no cooling.
There is no pre-animation.
The moment the thought crossed his mind, the purple-gold ring on his right middle finger was already burning hot.
hum!
An invisible suction force erupted.
The dozen or so silk threads at the front all stopped at once.
The dark green runes on their surface were forcibly pulled away by a brute force, turning into specks of light that flew towards Chen Yifan's palm.
The silk thread was drained of its strength and instantly went limp.
A few snapping sounds.
They struck the boardwalk, corroding a black pit in the ground.
"efficient!"
Bai Zhi's voice was hoarse, yet filled with barely suppressed elation.
"Chen Yifan can directly disassemble their traction structure!"
Shenhou perked up and roared while dragging his stick.
"Good lad, keep tearing it down!"
"Skin them all!"
Chen Yifan did not reply.
The second batch of silk threads has bypassed the front and is now flanking from both sides.
Several officers in black armor from the Ministry of Punishments drew their alloy swords and charged forward.
"For the Dragon Kingdom!"
The moment the blade touched the thread, the special alloy blade quickly turned black and softened.
One of the men in black armor was slow to retreat, and his forearm was grazed. His entire arm instantly lost sensation, the flesh died, and it drooped limply.
"Back off!"
Chen Yifan said in a low voice.
The external path's inner palace suddenly unfolded.
The immense purple-gold spiritual power materialized, forming a semi-circular barrier behind him to block the silk threads flanking from both sides.
Countless threads crashed against the barrier, producing a harsh scraping sound.
The Holy Lord did not continue to confront him directly.
More power is flowing toward the fragile base.
"Chen Yifan".
His voice came from behind the crack.
"You can protect one point."
"Can you protect the entire sky?"
On the screen, the countdown is still ticking.
【167:54:08】
【167:54:07】
A new notification pops up.
[Harvesting pre-positioning in progress...]
[The Sky Defense System has been downgraded...]
Bai Zhi took a deep breath.
"broken."
"The Sky Cannon... its access has been lost too!"
Sky Dome Main Cannon.
The last strategic deterrent of the Dragon Kingdom.
Now it's just a pile of scrap metal.
Shenhou suddenly turned around.
"Does that mean we're all alone now?"
Bai Zhi answered with difficulty.
To be more precise, the remaining group consists of people without skills.
Shenhou looked down at the wriggling silk threads on the ground, then weighed the heavy long stick in his hand.
He suddenly grinned, revealing a ruthless, bandit-like expression.
"That's enough."
His arm muscles bulged, veins popped, and he swung the long stick, smashing it hard against a silk thread at his feet.
boom!
The long stick was thrown high into the air, making Shenhou's tiger's mouth go numb.
The thread was dented, broken in half, yet it was still twisting wildly.
Shenhou spat.
"Damn it, it used to be so easy to build a house with just one stick, now even a vine is so difficult to grow."
The rat caught up from behind, holding an old-fashioned short gun.
Shenhou glared at him.
"What are you doing with that thing? A fire poker?"
The rat raised its gun, aimed at a silk thread, and calmly fired three shots in quick succession.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The gunshots were muffled.
When a specially designed bullet hits its target, it ejects a miniature anchor, firmly pinning the thread to the floor.
The mouse was panting heavily, its forehead covered in cold sweat.
"Old equipment from the censorship area."
"Purely physical structure."
Shenhou's eyes lit up.
"You fucking hid something this good?"
"You didn't ask either."
"Why are you saying that at a time like this?"
Chen Yifan maintained his mental barrier while listening to the two arguing behind him, which gave him a headache.
"Gentlemen, when you're arguing, could you perhaps casually smash a couple more cigarettes?"
Shenhou swung the stick, broke off half of it with great effort, and roared at Chen Yifan.
"If you're so good, then you do it!"
Chen Yifan raised his hand.
A flash of light appeared in his palm.
Among the swarm of threads attacking head-on, another large number of traction runes were forcibly stolen.
The dozen or so threads immediately went limp.
He turned around briefly and replied casually.
"I'm on now."
Shenhou was so choked that he almost couldn't catch his breath.
After struggling for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.
"OK."
"You're awesome."
"You're the best!"
After the crack appeared, the Holy Lord seemed to lose patience.
He raised his hand.
From the depths of the crevice came three muffled roars.
Three enormous shadows loomed close to the crack.
Their limb ends mutated into contaminated fleshy barbs covered with barbs and pustules, forcing their way in.
Bai Zhi's voice changed tone.
"Advanced distortion projection!"
"Three in total!"
"No, there's more to come!"
Just then, Mao Tu's voice reconnected to the channel.
"All members of the adjudication committee, listen to my command."
"Sky Dome enters a state of no-class defense."
"Armed personnel take over the defense zone, prioritizing the protection of the old blockade base!"
A vehement voice of opposition immediately rang out.
"Rabbit, have you gone mad?"
"We're just ordinary people who are a bit stronger now!"
"Continuing to fight will only result in total annihilation!"
"We should evacuate immediately!"
Shenhou, who was already holding back his anger, exploded on the public channel.
"Screw you!"
"The stargate is right under your feet, where the hell do you think you're going?"
"Should we move it to your ancestral graveyard?"
That seat is still up for debate.
Chen Yifan suddenly raised his hand.
The invisible power that steals from all things locks the other party's communication permissions.
Click.
The impassioned voice abruptly stopped.
The entire channel fell silent.
Bai Zhi's projection was stunned.
"You...you muted the communications for the tribunal seats?"
Chen Yifan stared at the fleshy thorns that kept squeezing into the crack, his tone calm.
"Quarrel."
Shenhou paused for half a second, then burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Beautiful!"
"I've wanted to do this for a long time!"
There was a pause on the Rabbit's side.
"Chen Yifan's unauthorized interference with the Adjudication Council's communications is a serious violation."
"Holding people accountable afterward."
Chen Yifan casually snapped a thread that had been used in the sneak attack.
"OK."
"Keep accounts."
Bai Zhi subconsciously replied.
"How can you dare to owe anyone a debt?"
"Having too much debt means you have nothing to worry about."
Before he finished speaking, the crack in the star gate widened suddenly under the impact of the fleshy spikes.
The thickest fleshy spike broke through the blockade, accompanied by a piercing sound, and stabbed straight at the array base where Bai Zhi's remote projection was located.
It aims to destroy the offline operation core.
"Array base!"
Bai Zhi screamed.
Shenhou is too far away to come back in time.
The rat's gun was also out of special bullets.
Chen Yifan moved.
The ground beneath his feet groaned as he slid dozens of meters to the side, leaving only a blur.
But the flesh splinters too quickly.
By the time he arrived, the tip had already pierced the last energy shield.
There wasn't enough time to disassemble it.
Chen Yifan's eyes hardened, and he stretched out his right hand to grab the rapidly thrusting fleshy spike.
laugh!
The stench of burning flesh exploded out.
A sharp pain shot through my arm.
Chen Yifan clenched his five fingers, and his knuckles turned white.
The physical power after breaking through the genetic lock is fully unleashed.
"Give!"
"I!"
"Go back!"
"Come!"
With a roar, he forcefully pulled the fleshy spike, which was powerful enough to pierce the armor of a warship, away from the base of the formation.
At the same time, his charred left hand pressed directly onto the surface of the fleshy splinter.
Steal everything!
This time, the target is deeper.
The ring was burning hot.
In Chen Yifan's vision, a phantom line connecting the fleshy spikes and the enormous shadow behind the crack was instantly locked onto.
Spatial anchor point of the distorted projection.
The fleshy thorn struggled violently.
The enormous shadow outside the crack roared angrily.
The next moment, Chen Yifan used brute force to rip the illusory anchor point from the void.
The fleshy spike lost its support and broke off at the base, crashing onto the boardwalk and convulsing violently.
Chen Yifan lifted his foot and stomped down hard.
The purple-gold spiritual power pressed down.
boom!
The meat thorns were fried into a puddle of mud.
The battlefield was briefly quiet.
Shenhou, holding his stick, looked at Chen Yifan's hand, which was still emitting black smoke, and couldn't help but shout.
"White Tech Officer, are you still alive?"
Bai Zhi's projection flickered a few times before she came to her senses.
There was still lingering fear in his voice.
"The base of the formation... has been saved."
She paused for a moment.
"Chen Yifan, your hand..."
Chen Yifan lowered his head.
The flesh on my palm was charred black, and the contamination was still seeping in.
But the golden pagoda inside his body turned slightly.
An even more domineering force flowed through.
The moment those polluting forces entered, they were crushed and purified.
A few wisps of black smoke emerged from the wound.
New granulation tissue began to grow.
"fine."
Seeing this, the Holy Lord's smile finally faded.
"Your body is in more trouble than when I last saw you."
Chen Yifan looked up and smiled at the crack.
"Thank you for the compliment."
"Pay next time."
The Holy Lord raised his finger, no longer confronting Chen Yifan head-on.
More polluting threads began to disperse, drilling into old lines and nodes at the bottom of the sky.
Bai Zhi immediately lost her voice.
"not good!"
"It's bypassing us and directly contaminating the old containment layer control nodes!"
Just when everyone was at a loss, Yanlong's voice once again forcefully entered the channel.
clear.
Resolute.
"Delay for twenty minutes."
Shenhou almost thought he had misheard and immediately started cursing.
"How many?"
"Twenty minutes?"
"Old Wang, are you still asleep?"
"Look at the state we're in now, do you think we can last twenty minutes?"
A loud metallic clanging sound came from the direction of the smoke dragon.
And breathing so heavy it feels like it's tearing your lungs apart.
"My true self... is on the way."
Chen Yifan's fingers suddenly stopped.
The real body?
Is Wang Qingyun going to come to Tianqiong in person?
The rabbit immediately stopped it.
"Smoke Dragon, your physical condition simply doesn't allow you to force your way into the heavens!"
Yanlong offered no explanation.
"Bai Zhi, open the old J-07 elevator track for me."
Bai Zhi's fingers tapped rapidly.
"The old elevator track for J-07 has been abandoned for seventeen years!"
"Three sections of the outer track have broken off!"
Yanlong asked, "Can we open it?"
"able……"
Bai Zhi gritted her teeth.
"But if the track breaks, you'll be thrown directly into the outer-level turbulence!"
Yanlong only replied with two words.
"Open the door."
A fierce glint flashed in Bai Zhi's eyes.
"yes!"
"J-07 old lifting track, start preheating!"
"Estimated arrival time at the bottom of the celestial dome: 19 minutes and 40 seconds!"
Shenhou looked at the silk threads crawling all over the ground, almost submerging the plank road, and then turned to look at the only person on the battlefield who could still make a complete move.
Chen Yifan.
"Hey kid, did you hear me?"
"Hold on for twenty minutes."
Chen Yifan shook off the remaining black blood on his hands and glanced at his companions behind him, who were almost incapacitated.
Don't just look at me.
"You all move too."
Shenhou dragged the fire poker, his face completely bare.
"I've lost my skills."
Chen Yifan raised his hand.
A small ball of dark green runic light gathered in his palm.
All of them were the spoils he had just stolen.
"Then let's use theirs."
Shenhou was taken aback.
The next second, Chen Yifan pointed a finger from a distance.
A dark green traction rune was precisely imprinted on Shenhou's long staff.
hum!
The surface of the long stick was shiny with dark green veins.
A force originating from the same source as the polluted threads flowed through the stick.
Shenhou instinctively swung his stick.
boom!
A dark green stick swept past.
The thread that was hit no longer broke, but collapsed from the inside, exploding into dust.
Shenhou was full of energy.
He felt the power coming from the stick, his eyes widening.
Holy crap!
"You can do that?"
Chen Yifan did not stop.
Several more stolen runes flew toward Zi Shu's short spear and the weapons of several black-armored soldiers from the nearby Department of Punishments.
Use it sparingly.
"Temporary cheat, no replacement after expiration."
The rat picked up a rune and inserted it into the magazine of its pistol.
They fired again.
Instead of bullets, a dark green beam of light shot out from the muzzle.
boom!
The beam of light traced an arc, attracting three threads from different directions and pinning them together.
The rat rarely offered a compliment.
"It works well."
Upon seeing this, Shenhou burst into laughter.
He raised his enchanted staff high and roared at all the warriors who were in despair.
"Brothers, did you fucking hear that?"
"My career is gone!"
"The cheat code is here!"
The black-armored officers of the Ministry of Punishments, who had been feeling suffocated by the pressure, all raised their heads.
Their eyes lit up again.
"I can try connecting these runic energy models to the offline array!"
Bai Zhi also grasped at this straw.
"Chen Yifan, keep demolishing!"
Chen Yifan looked at the Holy Lord behind the crack.
The Holy Lord was also watching him.
Their gazes met through the crumbling barrier.
No one backed down.
The countdown on the screen jumped to 19 minutes and 58 seconds.
The old lift rail has been installed...
[J-07 privileges activated...]
Just when everyone thought that powerful reinforcements were about to arrive, a sharper alarm suddenly sounded from the bottom of the sky.
Highest level unknown intrusion alert.
Bai Zhi's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"etc!"
"On the old elevator rails...it wasn't just the smoke dragon that showed signs of life!"