Chapter 134 - 110: Hand It Over! (Part 2)

"Alright, No. 444, from now on, you’re a hostage of Ark."

The next moment, a sinister voice echoed in the man’s ear.

"Discussing plans to assassinate me right in front of me, this matter won’t be let off so easily..."

Lin Lan patted the other’s shoulder, forcing a villainous smile: "The Empire must pay the appropriate price, don’t you agree?"

No. 444 shivered, even as a soul spirit, when facing ordinary enemies, he had several measures to handle crises, but under Lord Roland’s gaze, he felt like...

Indescribable, incomprehensible, even the Eternal Soul Spirits of the Abyss fell silent forever in that shadow.

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape, like insects by the shore gazing up at a towering tsunami, at this moment, it was observing this place through that skin...

— Why haven’t I had a mental breakdown yet?

Or is it... I’ve already gone insane...

"Alright, alright, step aside quickly, you’re taking forever just to send a message."

Lin Lan paid no attention to the other’s expression, merely pointed casually to the corner of the room: "Stand there quietly, no tricks!"

The man stood there, mouth agape, before numbly moving to the furthest corner of the Dream Space.

The next second, Lin Lan unhesitatingly placed his hand on the surface of the mechanical artifact.

It must be said, the style of this thing was increasingly familiar...

[Identifying item for you!]

[Item: Fourth Generation Super Dream Experience Game Console· Dream-Submerging Holy Artifact]

[Quality: Blue]

[Function: Uses the computational power of controlled smart machinery to create a stable Dream Space, accommodating the player’s consciousness]

[Function 2: Players can control various types of smart machinery characters in the Dream Space]

[Description: Want to personally experience thrilling and exciting extraterrestrial adventures? Want to earn your first fortune in the activities beyond territories? Then try this classic best-selling flagship model produced by Celestial Principle Entertainment Company!]

[Dozens of multifunctional smart machinery for you to glide smoothly in control, and hundreds of dreamscape skins to provide you with the most pleasurable gaming experience!]

[Description 2: Incor—ect... returning from the dream is not■■■■■]

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[Current controllable character: Brass Scavenger]

[Quality: Blue]

[Description: A beginner’s entry-level basic smart machinery construct, unremarkable and without strengths, but winning in durability, stability, and reliability. You won’t feel bad even if it breaks, use it to practice first!]

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As expected, it really is a product of the Celestial Principle civilization...

Ever since the Black Emperor descended into madness, the New and Old Empires have been closely linked with the Celestial Principle civilization of the Ancient Century.

But...

Lin Lan’s expression turned peculiar as he stared at the item description on the system panel, unsure how to voice his confusion.

What kind of ghost is a game console?

So, all this fuss, the empire’s elité is a bunch of shut-in gamers hiding in their rooms?

Lin Lan glanced at the imperial soldier obediently staying in the corner.

What cold-blooded, tearless warriors, with stories fancifully told, even if the game character I control is dismembered, I wouldn’t let out a peep!

"By the way..."

The next moment, Lin Lan seemed to realize something, observing No. 444’s soul spirit body, he inquired, "Where’s your original body?"

"Destroyed the moment I entered the dream."

No. 444 responded dejectedly: "The Night Owl Hunter has no weaknesses outside the dream."

Lin Lan immediately felt a solemn respect.

This guy has spent decades in this cramped, narrow, and simple space?

Lin Lan’s lips twitched, silently withdrawing any notion of contempt, good heavens, these imperial tough guys are all ruthless...

He returned his focus to the game console itself, unable to help but feel a moment of reflection.

Indeed, the powerful civilization portrayed by the Celestial Principle Century is exceedingly exaggerated...

The projects’ leftovers from a company initiative like ’Space Ladder’ are enough to revive the newborn Ark Kingdom, and a game console meant for ordinary people’s entertainment has transformed into the core might of the future Empire...

Soon, Lin Lan understood why the game console had no built-in screen, because the real world outside the dream is the most perfect gaming screen!

The grey-haired boy rubbed his hands, placing them on the specially designed keyboard.

Seeing his actions, a faint hint of pride flashed in No. 444’s eyes.

Humph, the obscure ancient civilization texts surrounding the Holy Artifact are an insurmountable barrier... and just to achieve mental synchronization with the Night Owl, I’ve gone through decades of effort and adaptation...

Even if the Ark Lord could control my soul, there’s no way he could control...

The next second, ’Night Owl’ moved.

No. 444’s eyes widened.

The cold mechanical hunter drew twin blades from its cloak, the flowing precise motions swept up the snow on the ground, taking a step forward, casting chilling blade lights onto the open space.

That slash seemed to cut through the oncoming cold wind!

Lucia and Ed had their eyes glued to the sight.

"Wow!" Lucia’s big eyes sparkled with light.

"Calm down! The Night Owl Hunter right now is not an enemy of Ark!"

Ed quickly stopped the Sun Warriors who had drawn their weapons in shocked reflex, lifting his head, his eyes equally alight with fervor.

"It’s quite convenient to control..."

Lin Lan maneuvered simply, preparing to try new actions.

"No... no! Lord Roland... please immediately stop your actions!"

At that moment, No. 444 was trembling all over, unable to imagine the terrifying negative impact that the ’Night Owl’s’ loss of control could have throughout the Empire!

This had transcended beyond personal peril, fast becoming the most severe, terrifying leak of the Empire’s secrets in history!

Even faced with boundless fear, this imperial man still mustered all his strength to issue a faint protest.

No. 444 gritted his teeth: "Your actions... are a provocation to the Empire’s entire military..."

"Oh?" Lin Lan turned his head, a slightly amused expression: "Then what should I do?"

"Return it... you must return the Night Owl..."

"You mean, you want me to return the weapon to you, so you can follow the upper echelons’ orders to find a chance to assassinate me?"

Lin Lan interrupted his murmuring, staring directly into his eyes: "At this point, are you kidding me?"

No. 444 fell silent, seemingly losing all strength.

Lin Lan smirked.

Night Owl?

There’s no Night Owl here, I just see an abandoned game machine.

Bring it on!

Lin Lan ignored the imperial soldier, who was ashen-faced, turning back to continue exploring the game console’s functionalities. He carefully focused on the ’screen’ area, those ancient civilization texts not yet deciphered by the Empire, concentrating his awareness.

The text began to change.

’Would you like to change the initial dreamscape setting?’

Lin Lan reached out, pressing one button among the complex fan-shaped keyboard.

The next second, the cramped absolute initial space transformed into a blooming sea of flowers, a gentle breeze brushing across No. 444’s face, a sensation long missed, real senses he hadn’t felt for many years!

The man’s eyes opened wide, dazedly standing there. At that moment, No. 444 felt like a rookie right out of boot camp.

No. 444 instinctively bent down, gingerly trying to touch the tender flower bud.

"A bit flashy... change it up..."

The grey-haired boy murmured, tapping on the buttons, and the dreamscape instantly transitioned into a peaceful, serene midnight cabin, moonlight like water, the fireplace flickering with a warm glow.

’Would you like to switch the initial furniture?’

A moment later, in No. 444’s numb gaze, Lin Lan selected the most comfortable sofa, then focused on the platform used by No. 444 to communicate with the Empire’s upper echelon, a feature naturally inherent:

— Party Chat Channel.

Truly reasonable with a touch of absurdity.

The player’s initial ID: No. 444.

’Little tip: You only have one free name change opportunity, a further name change requires points!’

Lin Lan considered for a moment, then casually changed the ID to Seagull.

Exactly the Foreigner’s starting point after traversing.

Seagull: 「ヽ(￣▽￣)ﾉ」

Lin Lan even deliberately added an emoji, hoping to ease the nerves of those old imperial men on the other side.

Seagull: 「Why isn’t anyone responding to messages yet?」

Seagull: 「Hey? Hey? Blood Vulture? Frost Falcon? Raven?」

Seagull: 「There? Please respond?」

Blood Vulture: 「Enough!!!」