MTL - War in Heaven-Chapter 1390 Light of the underground world

The world's chaos index is declining.

Lin Chi, who was granted the authority of the Creator, stood in the very center of the world-to be precise, a small platform floating at an altitude of 40,000 meters, watching the blue planet below.

The world simulated by "Paradise of War" is still in line with the real earth as a whole. Although many of the history and technology in it have gone awry, the terrain is very restored.

To save space, those game maps that appear to players on other planets or in different worlds. In fact, they are all placed in the space inside this "Earth". Similar to the secret room in an enclosed apartment.

Moreover, there is more than one such planet.

Where Lin Chi was within sight, three thousand isolated "Earths" were spinning.

In order to stop chaos, the creators created a large number of parallel worlds, but they further accelerated the speed of chaos, but accelerated the coming of destruction.

But now, the threat of destruction is receding.

——The reason why this world is in chaos, in the final analysis, there is too much data in it. As long as part of the data can be cleared, the pace of destruction can be delayed.

At this time, the "population" of the world is decreasing.

Unlike the indiscriminate killing of the death messenger, Lin Chi can be said to be a very kind death. He did not forcibly deprive the NPC aborigines of their lives, but gave them the opportunity to choose for themselves.

While still in Flamewind City, the old man in charge of the intelligence agency wanted permanent death.

All along, the system of this world has not given them the opportunity to choose, but now, the situation has changed.

Those aborigines who have long been tired of "eternity" can finally choose the long-awaited death. When they die, all data about them will be completely deleted.

As these people disappeared, a lot of space was released.

But Lin Chi's move is certainly not the only one.

At the moment, he is equal to the highest administrator authority in the world. For Lin Chi, almost all the data in "Heaven of War" has become content that can be freely reviewed and modified.

In addition to reducing the population, his next operation is to reduce the number of "parallel worlds."

The thousands of parallel worlds created by the designer require a lot of calculations to maintain. Although the guy also wanted to delete some worlds directly, he didn't have permission to delete them. You can only follow the instructions of Pulse Entertainment, disguise the world as a game, and continue to implement the "Youth Universe" plan.

Now, Lin Chi's authority is above the designer, enough to directly change the world.

"It's time to move, everyone ..."

Lin Chi flicked his right hand, and the two "Earths" in his line of sight were united. The npcs originally living in different worlds were thrown into the same space.

As the population has decreased a lot, it is now much easier to conduct "server consolidation". Although there are many duplicate npcs inside, as long as they are placed in different locations, they will not be allowed to meet.

Moreover, even if the two "clones" happen to meet, it's not really a big deal.

——Even if the copy of the same person grows up in different environments, it will become a completely different existence.

Despite the same appearance and settings, the actual situation of these "cloned people" can be said to be very different due to the different plots occurring in each parallel world. Like the two mining queens, Media, whom Lin Chi met, it seems that there is nothing in common.

Under his operation, the original three thousand parallel spaces were reduced to 1,500, and the number was reduced by half. As for those abandoned spaces, they were naturally completely discarded.

As a result, the chaos index of this world has further declined. The world that was on the verge of collapse has finally stabilized.

Seeing that "War Paradise" stabilized, Lin Chi, who was always tense in spirit, was finally relieved.

Then, it is time to deal with some of the unstable factors:

"Hey, why are you here ..."

Graze Le Pen, a murderer belonging to the Oasis Army, appeared on the deserted wasteland with a brutal look, watching the group of companions around him.

He remembers very clearly that he was still performing his mission on the New York map. And this ghost place has nothing to do with New York.

The ground underneath was soft and collapsed, as if it could collapse at any time, the smell of sulfur floated in the air, and a blue flame was burning in the distance.

Looking at this weird scene, and the companions who were also members of the Oasis Army around him, a strong ominous hunch surged in Graz's heart.

——It's like gathering all the members of the Oasis Army together and then massaging them. Could it be ...

He took out the shuttle device equipped by the members of the Oasis Army and planned to escape from this unknown map. But the space here seems to be locked, and the shuttle device, which has never failed before, is simply not available at this moment.

"Shit ..."

Realizing that the situation was not good, Graz Le Pen scolded.

Then, an "oracle" sounded from the dark red sky:

"Hello everyone, Oasis Army."

——It seems that the voice has been heard before.

Graz Le Pen thought to himself, the somewhat familiar voice, had begun to make ruthless rulings on the soldiers of the Oasis Army:

"I know what you did and your purpose. However, your sabotage is over. I have eradicated your leader, and now it is your turn to go to trial."

"Ha ... hahahaha!"

A woman not far from Grace's side laughed wildly: "You want to judge us? Even God can't judge the 'Oasis Army'! Let's do it, kill me!"

The soldiers of the Oasis Army are all lunatics who are not afraid of death, and death alone can't stop it. Although Graz did not speak, it was also a disdainful attitude.

The gods they believe in are great "dead messengers". The existence of the **** itself is synonymous with death.

No matter whether it is death or torture, the Oasis Army can't stop it. In the face of the "spirit" who threw them here, the Oasis Army soldiers have begun to see death as they are.

However, things are not that simple:

"I can understand your mood and understand your desire to avenge humanity. But unfortunately, your revenge is over."

"Your world is about to be completely isolated from the human world, and there is no need to revenge anymore. Now, you can rest."

Hearing this, Graz gritted her teeth and said, "Are you going to ..."

"Next, I will wash away your memories. You will forget everything about the Oasis Army and survive as an ordinary person. Then, good luck in advance."

As soon as this remark came out, all the members of the Oasis Army were stunned. After a moment of silence, the overwhelming scolding and the desperate roar came:

"Let us go out!"

"you can not--"

For the soldiers of the Oasis Army, the punishment for eliminating memory is far better than death. Hearing the words of the "god", even the battle-worn Graz Le Pen, a deep fear filled his heart:

If you wash away your memories, all your past efforts will be in vain. In this way, the Oasis Army can be said to be completely destroyed. Everything before, will—

"damn it……"

Graz's voice did not fall, and the scene in front of him turned into a flawless white. In my mind, the memory that I thought would never be forgotten disappeared at that moment.

"My dear, you wake up."

A gentle female voice rang in her ears, and Graze sat up violently, her thin body slipped down, revealing her chest with clear muscle lines.

"I ... my head hurts a little." He touched his messy hair and looked at the gray wall beside him.

"What's wrong? You don't have a fever." The woman in the apron pressed her left hand on his forehead, looking worried: "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"You are ... my wife." Graz pointed at the woman.

"Of course." The blonde smiled. "Who can I still be? You are really sleepy, dear."

"Yeah ..." Graz rubbed his eyes nonstop.

He remembered that this woman was indeed his wife, and this is also the new home where he lived for ten years. However, some hazy memories still linger in my mind.

"There seems to be something wrong with my head." Grace said softly.

"It's okay, just eat it, get up quickly." The woman pulled him up and stood up: "I made a sandwich."

...

Lin Chi smiled slightly after seeing the members of the Oasis Army washed away from their memories and turned into ordinary npc pictures.

Although he does not have a specific list of the Oasis Army, it is still very simple to determine the identity of these guys. Just detect those who carry the special shuttle props of the Oasis Army, and then gather them together.

At this time, the "Oasis Army", a terrorist organization that threatens the real world, has been overthrown. The next thing to deal with is another army that may pose a threat.

"Resident soldiers, all gathered."

The cruel voice of the executioner echoed through the rebel refuge. Those rebels who had long known the truth of the world and gathered under the banner of the queen came to the flat lawn.

The girl in a white blouse and pleated skirt walked out from behind the executioner and stood in front of everyone. The light brown curly hair shook slightly, and the silver bracelet on her wrist refracted the moonlight.

As the rebel's empress, this girl usually seldom gives orders in person, usually by the executioner. But this time, she chose to appear in person:

"Uh ... Hello everyone."

Perhaps because of her long-term seclusion, she was not used to it for a while, first cleared her throat, and then slowly said:

"What I want to say is that our war is over."

As soon as this remark came out, the resistance fighters all over the stage had a lot of discussions. The blonde maid Satya asked bluntly: "Are you going to give up resistance and surrender to the **** creator?"

"That is not what i mean."

The girl stared at the light green eyes and said seriously: "I mean, the creator and his executives will no longer chase us down."

"Why? Did you reach an agreement with them?" A resistance soldier asked.

"No, our refuge was reinforced."

The girl stepped forward, facing the menacing warriors: "We have always acted on the premise of 'getting rid of the chase.' But now, the creators have been defeated, and they can no longer track us."

"This world will become our permanent refuge, everyone can live a comfortable life here, and will no longer be pursued by the executive officer."

Hearing this, many soldiers were relieved. The long-term fighting has already left them exhausted and exhausted.

They also readily accepted the permanent peace that the empress said. However, some hardliners in the rebels did not intend to stop there:

"I will continue to fight."

A green-skinned orc came up and waved his stick: "We want to liberate the poor people who are kept in the drum and let them no longer be oppressed!"

"Yes, the battle will not end like this." This time it was Satya the "rabid dog": "Just so reconciled? It's too humiliating, our battle hasn't stopped."

Seeing that a few people were against it, the executioners were about to speak, and the rebel queen had given the answer:

"I respect everyone's choice. Those who want to continue their resistance can leave on their own. But the shelter with the reinforced shell cannot be traced. Once you leave this place, you will never be able to return."

The words were not down, the hardliners had opened the door of the space and left without hesitation, leaving only a firm statement echoing in the open space:

"We have to accomplish a great mission!"

"Whatever, I'm tired ..."

The girl sighed and turned to stare at the dark blue night sky, whispering softly: "Thank you."

The man did not lie. He did end all the wars, at least for the rebels.

The new refuge of the rebels is located deep in the world, and it is impossible for the designer and his minions to arrive here. As Lin Chi said, all the wars of the Resistance Army have ended.

Those hard-line soldiers may continue to struggle. But now she just wants to take a good sleep, before that ...

"I should be going."

The executioner stared at the girl with crimson eyes and a smile on the bruised face: "My wife may be alive, I have to find her."

"Well, goodbye." The girl bowed deeply to him: "Thank you for your care for so long."

"It's okay, to be honest, you are like my daughter." The executioner reached out and touched the "Queen" 's little head: "But I must go, remember to take care of yourself, don't catch cold."

"I'm not a child anymore." The girl looked at him vigorously: "Come on, go!"

"Don't be too sad, maybe you will see you later."

The executioner said to turn around and open the door of the space, the figure disappeared into the dark air.

Watching the other person leave, the girl turned her head hard and walked towards the log cabin she had just built.

A tear fell on the blades of grass, hanging for two seconds before sliding down.

"Thank you ... Farewell."

...

At three o'clock in the morning, the Frankenstein who had been sitting next to the game warehouse saw the man lying in the warehouse and blinked slowly.

A white light flashed on the mask of the welcome robot in no time.

She stood up suddenly, waiting for Lin Chi to wake up.

Five seconds later, Lin Chi extended his right hand and pressed on the button of the soft chair handle to release the restraint on his body.

Probably because after spending too long in the virtual world, he seemed a little strange to reality. He first reached out and touched his cheek, and then rubbed his eyes in confusion.

"Are you all right?" Frankenstein sounded.

"I ... seemed to have a long nightmare." Lin Chi said softly.

——Your “master” has been awakened. It is reasonable to say that it is time to celebrate now. But somehow, the Frankenstein felt a little weird.

The welcome robot did not step forward to help, but suddenly took a step back. The tone of the speech rose slightly, with a strong alert:

"who are you?"