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Chapter 473 - 439: Jigsaw

Chapter 473: Chapter 439: Jigsaw

The black-clad woman stepped slowly, and with each step, the surrounding lights extinguished one by one.

Zhangsun Yao struggled to down a Blue Potion, trying to replenish more Spiritual Power, but she had drunk too much during the intense battle just now, developing a temporary tolerance.

Forced to recover more than two hundred Spiritual Power Value points, the price was uncontrollable trembling of her hand, like Parkinson’s disease. A large amount of her beautiful hair also fell out.

Li Cheng’s expression was rarely serious, his left palm gripping the Floating Engine, his right hand holding the Liangyi Blade across his waist.

Insect Transformation Form + Superlight Speed Elbow Strike are already the pinnacle of physical attribute attacks that Transcendents of this level can deliver. Even a solid mountain peak could be shattered to show you.

But the black-clad woman in front of him moved mysteriously, with unknown abilities. If she had tricks like body virtualization or space warping, the Superlight Speed Elbow Strike, which consumes 300 Spiritual Power Value points at a time, could easily be countered...

The Liangyi Blade quietly cut a ten-centimeter slit at the waist. A little longer, and it could directly switch forms.

"Brother Tree, any clues you can read?" Li Cheng asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." As a core strength in Whale Song, Binary Tree can consume contribution points accumulated usually before each mission to rent some non-bound equipment and items.

At this moment, he took out a CD from the Backpack and inserted it into the VR glasses.

The VR glasses twisted and transformed into a four-eyed night vision device, remotely scanning the black-clad woman.

[Name: H]

[Gender: Female]

[Race: Puzzle]

[Age: 3 years 2 months 7 days]

[Height: 165]

[Weight: 55kg]

[Ability: Reality Manipulation · Matter Control]

Is there a race called "Puzzle" inside the killing field?

No time to think more, Binary Tree directly projected the relevant information in a three-dimensional form in the air, urgently saying: "Be careful, she’s a reality manipulator."

Reality manipulators are a relatively broad concept, usually referring to those with extraordinary talents who can change reality through perception and willpower.

Similar to Innate Spiritual Ability Users, they range from strong to weak and are very easily confused with Superpower Users.

Weaker reality manipulators can at most moderately distort physical laws, such as bending metal spoons with thought or seeing through iron boxes to read a newspaper—like Zhenzi before she died.

Slightly stronger ones can fly, tunnel through earth, pass through solid walls, teleport over long distances, even create objects from thin air—like in the movies "Superpower Uncontrolled" and "Jumper".

Exponentially stronger ones can massively distort reality, making thought into reality to a certain extent—like Alessa in "Silent Hill", who can pull a town into her pocket dimension.

In a way, characters in comedic animations also belong to this level of reality manipulators.

Jump off a high building, and as long as you don’t look down, you won’t fall. Grab your hair, and you can lift yourself up on the spot. Holding a thunder bomb, it only blackens your face, and so on.

And an even stronger level of reality manipulators is virtually indistinguishable from deities. With every word turning into reality, space-time manipulation, breaking through dimensional barriers.

They are seldom featured in script tasks and rarely make appearances, even then merely serving as a backdrop for the tasks.

Such as requiring players to find ways to please Suzumiya Haruhi, SCP-239, and so on.

Of course, judging from the aura of the black-clad woman, she is at least a reality manipulator on the level of Alessa from "Silent Hill", approximately ten times stronger than Zhenzi.

"Puh."

Blood Lion Roar exhaled a mouthful of smoke, the tip of a boot hidden in the cockpit suddenly kicked towards the mecha’s self-destruction button.

Pop!

The self-destruction button that was supposed to be pressed didn’t move in the slightest, as if filled with lead.

The black-clad woman didn’t even look at him, merely waved her hand, and the fifty-ton Infinite Justice Mecha lying on the ground was pushed aside.

"Dear H, sir/madam/non-binary..."

No matter what script boss, trying to talk one’s way through first is never wrong. Li Cheng opened his mouth and said, "It seems we have no irreconcilable conflict here, do we?

You sealed the first batch of Transcendents in various parts of the Secret Realm, without killing them indiscriminately. Doesn’t this just prove there’s room for cooperation between the two sides?

Let’s put it this way, our group from the Worldly Society has all sorts of skills,

whether you want to prolong life, cosmetic surgery, buy a house, or go on blind dates, we can meet all your needs. Including leaving the Secret Realm and enjoying life in the vibrant world—I know people in the Special Affairs Bureau, who excel at luring script bosses.’

Perhaps feeling that empty words had no persuasiveness, Li Cheng flipped his palm and took a stack of photographs from the Three-dimensional Warehouse, displaying them to the black-clad woman.

Only to see a bizarre wooden figure with a human face, holding a baseball bat, standing in the stadium.

"Look, this is tung tung tung tung sahur from the AI Shan Hai Jing world, currently serving as the chief baseball player, participating in the tenth Extraterrestrial Friendly Exchange Games organized by the Special Affairs Bureau."

Li Cheng took another photo, depicting a twin-tailed girl holding a green onion,

"This is Hatsune Miku, she has had a 15-year-long music creation career with thousands of artistic works, recognized for her impeccable talent and artistry, with fans all over the world. She is currently a first-class national singer and serves as a professor at China Music College, and her recently released single ’Eight Directions Cabbage’ has topped the charts."

The third photo, of an octopus-headed Ancient God exuding an evil aura squatting on a reef,

"This is an even heavier figure, you know Cthulhu, right? It is now the tourism ambassador for the Nansha Islands, with the slogan ’R’lyeh, the ancient underwater city, soaked in millennia of history, breathtaking sceneries, more Maldives than Phuket Island.’"

Li Cheng was talking nonsense, and the already determined-to-die Zhangsun Yao and Blood Lion Roar were listening, stunned and almost lost composure.

Dude, where did you get these photos from?

Binary Tree could discern some signs, closely examining the photos which still showed AI synthesis traces, presumably at the moment the black-clad woman appeared,

Pifu remotely controlled the AI image generation software and photo printer inside the space items for urgent printing of this stack of images.

Perhaps Li Cheng’s bluffing was too exaggerated, the black-clad woman surprisingly stopped in her tracks.

She paused for a few seconds, scanning everyone present, her eyebrows bearing a trace of concern, she slowly said, "Be careful, she is a reality manipulator."

Reality Manipulators are quite a broad concept, usually referring to those with exceptional talents who can change reality through perception and will.

Similar to Innate Spiritual Ability Users, they range from strong to weak and very easily confused with Superpower Users.

Weaker reality manipulators can at most distort the laws of physics to a certain extent, such as bending a metal spoon with thought or seeing through an iron box to read a newspaper—like Zhenzi before she died.

Slightly stronger ones can fly, tunnel through earth, pass through solid walls, teleport over long distances, even create objects from nothing—like those in movies like "Superpower Uncontrolled" and "Jumper".

Stronger ones can massively distort reality, bringing their imaginations to life to a certain extent—like Alessa in "Silent Hill", who could pull a town into her pocket dimension.

In a way, characters in comedy animations are also this level of reality manipulators.

They could jump from a high building and wouldn’t fall if they didn’t look down. Grabbing their hair, they can lift themselves up on the spot. A bomb explosion can only blacken their face and so forth.

And a reality manipulator one level stronger is basically no different from a deity. They can easily make words come true, control time and space, and break through dimensional barriers.

They rarely appear in script tasks, and when they do, it’s only as background elements for the tasks.

For example, players are tasked to find ways to please Suzumiya Haruhi, or someone like SCP-239.

Of course, from the aura of the black-clad woman, she’s at least a reality manipulator on the level of "Silent Hill"’s Alessa, about ten times stronger than Zhenzi or Witch Carrie.

"Bah."

Blood Lion Roar spat out a cloud of smoke, and the tip of the boot hidden in the cockpit suddenly kicked towards the mecha’s self-destruction button.

Boom!

What was supposed to press down on the self-destruct button remained motionless, as if filled with lead.

The black-clad woman didn’t even look at him, just waved her hand, and the more than fifty-ton Infinite Justice Mecha lying on the ground was pushed aside.

"Honorable H sir/madam/non-binary..."

No matter what script boss it is, it never hurts to attempt verbal negotiations. Li Cheng said, "It seems we don’t have irreconcilable conflicts, do we?

You sealed the first batch of Transcendents throughout the Secret Realm, without randomly killing them. Doesn’t this prove that there is room for cooperation between both parties?

Let’s say, we people of the Worldly Society, have a wide variety of skills,

No matter what you want, whether it’s prolonging life, plastic surgery and beauty, buying a house, or matchmaking, we can meet your needs. Including leaving the Secret Realm and enjoying life in the vibrant world—I’ve got connections at the Special Affairs Bureau, they’re really good at coaxing script bosses."

Perhaps she found empty words unconvincing, Li Cheng turned his hand, taking out a stack of photos from the Three-dimensional Warehouse to show the black-clad woman.

There was a bizarre wooden man with a human face holding a baseball bat, standing in a sports stadium.

"Look, this is a tung tung tung tung tung sahur from the Alien Classic of Mountain and Seas world, serving as chief baseball player in the tenth Extraterrestrial Friendly Exchange Games organized by the Special Affairs Bureau."

Li Cheng presented another photo, showing a twin-tailed girl holding a green onion,

"This is Hatsune Miku. She has a 5-year-long career in music creation, with countless works, recognized for her talent and artistry, her fans are all over the world. She’s currently a first-class national singer and is a professor at China Music College with a new single ’Eight Directions Cabbage’, which topped the world hot charts."

The third photo revealed a haunted octopus-headed Ancient God squatting on a rock, exuding an evil aura.

"This one is even more heavyweight, you know Cthulhu, right? It’s said to be the culmination of a millennium of history, unparalleled scenery, more Maldives than Phuket Island."’

Li Cheng was speaking nonsense, and the already determined-to-die Tombstone and Blood Lion Roar listened in astonishment, barely holding back.

Not you, dude, where did you get these photos?

Binary Tree, however, seemed to decipher something, looking noticeably at the photos that still showed AI synthesis evidence, probably at the moment when the black-clad woman appeared,

Pifu remotely controlled the AI image generating software and photo printer within the space of the item acquiring an emergency stack of images.

Maybe because Li Cheng’s bluffing was too exaggerated, the black-clad woman actually stopped in her tracks.

She paused for a few seconds, scanning everyone present, her eyes carrying a hint of worry, and slowly said, "It seems you have more room for negotiation than the sly Horse-headed Man S, the incommunicable Meat Mountain L and Gray Green Giant A, and the hostile Suit-wearing Baby E."

Sadly...

"A, L, S, E, and I, are all part of Cthulhu. At least a part of Ta."

The black-clad woman’s eyes darkened for a moment.

Without any extra movement, the street lamps, traffic lights, cars, and light signs on the street were gradually crushed and shredded along an invisible arrow.

Li Cheng promptly thrust out a gale, pushing his teammates away, while he clutched at the Gray Rain and jumped back, narrowly avoiding the invisible threat.

His brain caught on to something quickly, and he said sharply, "Pifu, you take everyone and go first, I’ll cover the rear."

"Hmm? Are you sure?" Li Cheng was surprised at the words, subtly hinted, "I still have a last-ditch move, it might work effectively."

"Sure-footed."

In the player group, there are rarely overly resistant individuals, so since Sister Tombstone said so, Li Cheng grabbed one unconscious person in each hand,

Crushing what had become a ruined commercial pedestrian street, they drove towards the passage ahead.

"...Now, it’s just you and me left."

White Horse Tombstone turned back, looking at the black-clad woman standing a hundred meters away, resolutely thrust the coffin into the ground, and punched open the iron chain tied to the surface of the coffin.

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