Chapter 674: Compound Technique for Possessing Players

“Alright, two questions. So, will you answer? At worst, I’ll answer two questions for you later as well. I promise it will be fair.”

“I hope you don’t lie to me.”

I closed my eyes as if brewing something, then opened them again.

“I am not a Transcendent Witch, but my mentor is. Now, it’s my turn to ask a question.”

“Fine, ask.”

“Why did you become the tutor for my cheap younger brother?”

I asked.

After all, these Players do not belong to the Main World, although the body characters they control do.

However, I cannot obtain information about what they intend to do through the Earth Vein Appraisal Spell.

Unless they hold an offline meeting, but Players don't need to; they have game accounts, friend panels, and even team panels.

Communication through these methods leaves no trace on the Main World's Earth Vein.

Moreover... I also couldn't obtain the content of the "meeting" that Fu Xinglan and the others mentioned using the Earth Vein Appraisal Spell.

It was a pity that as part of the Witch Academy "faction," they didn't know too much information.

“Would you believe me if I said it was a coincidence?”

“Don’t test my patience.”

I stood up and said sternly, as if I was dissatisfied with her answer and her attitude toward speaking.

But what shocked the other party even more at this moment was that the account link in her perspective began to become unstable!

However, this shock did not last long, as it was a "foreseen" behavior.

This was undoubtedly the doing of the hand the other party had stretched out, although... she was also not entirely sure how the other party managed to do it.

“Just making a joke to lighten the atmosphere. Why act like it’s a zero-sum game? Otherwise, you would lose the answers to two questions all at once. Don’t you think that’s not worth it?”

“The answer to this question must have already been obtained by you Players through other channels. It is not a secret. I don't know why you are asking me again, perhaps you want to confirm it again, is that it?”

I questioned with a firm tone, which was also a response that this was not a loss for me, as neither side gained an advantage.

Of course, I said this to also verify if the Players truly had contact with and disclosed information to other Transcendent Academies.

Through the information sharing of the Great Seed of Knowledge, even though not every Teaching Assistant who possessed the Great Seed of Knowledge would place all information in the Tree of Knowledge, as long as one of them did, I would know.

A while ago, a batch of high-ranking members of their family died without warning.

The method of death was consistent with the Player's forced log-off.

Something must have happened on the Player's side.

“Oh, look at you. What kind of talk is that? Look, counting that question just now, that's one question, so now we are even, aren't we.”

“You wouldn’t think I have a good temper, would you? Did you answer my question!”

“Whether I answer or not is not the point; the fact that you have an answer in your heart is the key. If you really want an answer, didn't you answer my question just now quite perfunctorily as well?”

“You!”

“Then it’s my turn to ask the question. Or do you want to end this game and finish me off?”

At this moment, the Player seemed to have insight into my "weakness," feeling secure and unafraid, as if "I'm going to kill her" was just an empty threat, and I wouldn't actually dare to do it.

This Player's behavior truly made me laugh out of exasperation.

“Perhaps you should also know that I have been in contact with the Truth Protection Association. In another Small World, they disclosed a lot of information to me, and my methods are also beyond your imagination...”

I continued to shake her Destiny thread while chatting with her about meaningless topics.

The main thing was that I needed a more aggressive method for a simple test.

As for the questions I asked her, it didn't matter whether she answered or not.

Even if she told the truth, I would still suspect her of misleading me.

After all... it was too bizarre for a Player to just happen to become a tutor and gain access to this place.

If this was not a coincidence... then the entanglement was deep, such as how they found out, what they wanted to do, why they did it, and so on.

And this was also why I told the Security Bureau personnel to seriously deal with the couple regarding their connection to the Descending Sect.

Actually... I still leaned towards the two of them being a sheer coincidence, but investigating was just a matter of doing it on the side.

If I truly suspected them, using the Earth Vein Appraisal Spell on them would be enough.

“You! What did you do!”

At this moment, the Player finally panicked, because my aggressive actions had already made her feel the instability of her account.

Coupled with some of my more aggressive methods, she might also be guessing that I was trying out some kind of technique.

But it didn't matter, because I already had a clue at this moment!

Of course, the reason I wasted so much time was mainly to familiarize myself with the function of Destiny.

Although this short amount of time was certainly not enough for research, and even with the Time Sense, it was still a bit stretched, I still gained quite a bit.

Because I figured out the Player's "Architectural Model"!

Although I hadn't figured out the technique represented by the Destiny thread, and even with the cooperation of the Mimetic Soul, it was impossible to understand it in such a short time, I knew what it represented.

The Destiny thread represented a medium, which transmitted the information of the Player's "operational actions."

Of course, it was not only a medium, but also an anchor!

It anchored another thing.

I didn't know its name.

If I had to describe it, it was a "power network."

Its existence was more advanced than my Myriad Connection Main Network Tree.

After all, the power network of the Myriad Connection Main Network Tree transmitted Earth Energy, and the medium was a tangible plant root network.

This power network did not have a tangible carrier, or rather, these "networks" themselves were a kind of "action at a distance" transmission formed by relying on Destiny as an anchor.

There were only two understandable transmission effects: the starting point, which might be the "Myriad Worlds Terminal" in that world, and the ending point, which was the character the Player controlled.

There might be a more complex structure involved, after all... since the power Players wielded was different, and the manifestation was different, there must be a power classification.

However... this power was more like a fixed usage pattern of a custom-made mode.

The pixel-constructed weapons were the attack modes they used, somewhat similar to the class system and skill tree in the game I constructed.

But... this also made me think of the modes where the Dream State gained reality information and synchronized with the real environment after Dream State depth merged with reality.

As long as the information of the "operational action" was modified, it was equivalent to the other party playing a game while I controlled the other party's mouse and keyboard.

And the Mimetic Soul inside the Player's body was a more convenient way to take over the behavioral control of the character.

Once this was recognized, all that remained was how to obtain the means to "modify information."

But as someone who once relied on Spirit Vision in the Dream State to discover information pathways and used runes to generalize the Primordial Rune, achieving the means to modify information, thereby mastering the Dream Rewrite Spell.

Now, with the pathway of Destiny being so blatant, I had even less reason not to find the Primordial Rune to modify the information transmitted through this pathway.

I was only modifying the information, not the Destiny thread itself.

No matter how powerful the technique they mastered for dominating Destiny, the information ultimately needed to be expressed through the Destiny thread.

Therefore, modifying the information at the terminal became a possibility.

I have now roughly figured out the Player's "structure."

But now there was another problem: I couldn't let her destroy the account in a zero-sum attempt.

After all, the Myriad Worlds Terminal was in their world.

Although I didn't know if this Player was qualified to access that thing, perhaps a single report from the other party could cancel the account?

I couldn't ignore this possibility.

“My patience has been completely exhausted by you. You seem to value your own worth too highly and are still thinking of bargaining with me. Who gave you the confidence? I wonder, if I destroy this account for you, will you still be qualified to descend into this world again?”

I gripped her neck.

At this moment, I was trying to simulate the effect of a Player's missing five senses by controlling the Mimetic Soul.

As a Body Cultivator, no one understood the body's senses better than I did.

The Mimetic Soul, as the medium for the character's body to dominate the body, naturally had a way to influence the Five Senses Enhancement.

After all, the body was the foundation of the Body Cultivator's perception, and for those who were not Body Cultivators, or even ordinary people, it was the "entirety" of perception.

And while I was attempting to simulate the five senses, the process of researching the Primordial Rune that could modify the "information transmitted through Destiny as a medium" also began.

It was not I who started it, but my avatar.

For thinking and figuring out the unknown, the avatar might not be helpful, and might even be distracting and draining energy, but for attempting a pseudo-exhaustive behavior that was guided by a mature idea, required no extra thought, and only needed continuous attempts and experimentation, the assistance provided by the avatar was simply too great!

So, not long after, my avatar gave me many potentially successful test Primordial Runes.

And I also attempted them during the period of dominating the Player's body, to see which Primordial Rune could achieve the degree of modifying information.

And after only a few attempts, I succeeded.

I successfully modified the information of the Player's "operational action."

The success was so expected that it didn't even bring me a sense of achievement.

And at this moment, this Player was only annoyed at the uncontrollable game perspective.

This was because the other party was truly too unpredictable!

Fickle, doing whatever came to mind, being called a witch was absolutely the right name...

But wanting her to just give up this account was definitely not an option either!

The Game Qualification for this batch of exploration and development of this world was limited in quantity, and each account only had one life.

If they died, everything was gone.

Perhaps only Players who had truly reached a dead end would sadly cancel their accounts, but she wanted to accompany this account to the very end.

Switching back to my perspective.

After mastering this modification Primordial Rune, these scattered techniques for usurping the Player's power were gathered and organized into a fixed procedure by me.

These techniques constituted a Compound Technique for "Player Possession."

And after the possession was complete, I only needed to maintain the existence of two things.

One was that the Destiny thread must not be broken, which was the most crucial thing, because it was the pathway for me to control the Player.

The second was that the power network must not be broken; otherwise, a character without the Player's game combat power would be useless and unable to integrate into the Player group.

The only constraint now was the account factor.

I didn't know if the other party had the ability to directly destroy the account, but judging by those Players taking their own lives, they should have it.

So, I needed to make the other party misunderstand one thing, and that was... that they were already dead, and the account was gone.

Although the account actually still existed, it was best that they didn't know.

Perhaps... even so, it shouldn't be a problem.

As long as I cast a wide net, there would always be some people who, due to entrenched thinking, would directly quit the game and be too lazy to destroy the account.

As for whether I was afraid that the so-called Game Architects of their world would precisely locate these accounts... I didn't think they would necessarily be able to keep up.

Otherwise... the Truth Protection Association wouldn't exist, nor would they allow the people of this anti-social organization to cause trouble in the "game world."

In any case, all of this came down to a "gamble."

If I lost the gamble, I had no losses.

If I won the gamble, then I gained a Player character!

But now was not the time to be happy.

I still needed to confirm some information, such as... whether the Players could descend again, how many accounts they could hold, and whether the previous account had to be canceled if they wanted to hold another one, and so on.

Many questions, but these questions were all just attempts to probe the issue of account cancellation.

After all, this was the only area where my current technique was constrained by others.

At this moment, I acted as if I had vented completely, setting the female Player down.

I paused my "possession action" on her, but what she didn't know was that if I wanted to, I could possess her again at any time, and... she had no chance to resist.

This was as simple as directly yanking her Destiny thread to force a log-off.

“Have you experienced my methods? As long as you can't defeat me and can't escape my grasp, you are nothing more than a fragile Player to me. I can pull your network cable at any time.”

I threw her onto the ground, as if I thought she was unworthy to converse with me on the sofa.

“Hehe... reconnected? In the end, you still didn't kill me. You still want to obtain information and intelligence from me.”

“You are the most stubborn Player I have ever met.”

I continued to coldly snort.

In any case, my goal was achieved, so I didn't mind playing with her.

After all, any intelligence gained during this period was a profit for me.

“It's an honor but I have also witnessed the Calamity Witch's methods. Pulling the network cable... that's truly a fitting description. But this kind of torture is meaningless to me. Those flashy methods, and your control over my body to twitch, are all meaningless actions, alright?”

“Whether it's meaningful or not is not for you to say. Since you understand why I let you go, there's no need for us to dwell on unnecessary things. I am very interested in your game account and the game model of your world. I wonder if you are interested in an exchange?”

“I still prefer the arrogant... Ah!”

Before she could finish her words, my fist directly smashed into her nose bridge!

The strike was so fast that she couldn't react.

By the time she shielded the pain synchronization, the sudden, shared pain that was transmitted instantly had already made her writhe on the ground uncomfortably.

Even though the pain was shielded, the Phantom Pain was already recorded by her main body.

Coupled with her broken nose bridge at this moment, a large amount of nosebleed also flowed out.

“That's right, I care about the information you know. Precisely because you held this weakness of mine, you were so reckless. But...”

At this point, I paused my words, then stepped forward, grabbed her collar, and lifted her up.

“In my continuous testing, I found that your attachment to this account far exceeds my imagination!”

“I might not be able to do anything to you, but I still have other most basic means of extracting a confession. You can turn off your perception, fine. I won't kill you; I'll just torture you until this account is half-dead and crippled. Let's see who gives up first.”

“Encountering you was a coincidence, but it doesn't mean I can't catch other Players. I have many opportunities. Why waste time on you? Doing this is just a little more troublesome, that's all. Therefore, your value has now depreciated.”

“Your only value left is how much time and effort it will take for me to catch the next Player. Exceed that limit, and you have no value.”

At this moment, my tone shifted from the previous passivity, and my words carried a hint of sharpness.

And the Player also felt at this moment that she seemed to have pushed things too far, and... she vaguely felt that this was probably truly the other party's "bottom line."