402.Chapter 400 399 These Little Geniuses Who Specialize in Death Just Don’t

Chapter 400 399.These professional death-defying little geniuses are just different ah-[Monthly votes plus 610]

Today’s Little Vikrama was still free but she didn’t go to the smuggler’s woodland to jack the little jackals as usual, nor did she take the new players to brush the copies, she secretly and eagerly picked up what she had ordered a couple of days ago from Tris’s alchemy hut, and then slipped to the perimeter of Scarlet Fortress, which was “under construction”, as if she were a thief! The Scarlet Fortress is undergoing a “major construction” project.

She didn’t even stop at the Silver Moon’s Pride’s stronghold in the camp outside the city, but continued to flap her wings and fly in the afternoon sunlight. She flew as far as the woods beyond the survivors’ camp and the current Kardman People’s Army barracks.

It was here that Khakitoni Too and Mud to Luda Oil had suffered the attacks of the witch hunters, it was here that Brother Woo Meow’s transmutation ceremony had been completed, and it was here that Murphy’s agreement with Old Fennec had likewise been reached.

Although this small forest is inconspicuous, but it can be said that it in Transylvania and the players of the “new history” occupies a fairly important position, but after the witch hunters have become a part of Transylvania, this forest will be completely quiet.

At this moment, in the depths of the forest, seeing Little Vikrama flapping his wings and flying over, the new member of the Silver Moon Corps, Moe Haha, who had been waiting here for a long time, finally revealed a smile.

She waved to Little Vikramana like an underground party meeting, and the latter approached her and handed her the tool in her hand again.

Seeing Moe Haha stretching her body and touching out her own arithmetic pearl, even the always fearless Little Vikrama showed a rare hint of hesitation and nervousness.

She whispered:

“You really want to dismantle it? Aren’t you afraid that this thing will explode? I’ve heard that the production method of the arithmetic pearl is classified even among the halflings, so it’s possible that those clever dwarves have filled it with something strange.”

“Wouldn’t you just stay away?”

Moe Haha, who had put on a pair of alchemist’s gloves for himself, said with an unconcerned wave of his hand:

“I’ve studied this little thing, and even though it should be true that a bomb was placed inside, the space left for the bomb is too small for such a large volume and to house those complicated psychic energy devices.

At most, it can only destroy the instrument itself, not affecting the dismantler.

And even if it did explode, it would only hurt me, but the best part is that it would only take three days for me to be revived, this mechanism is really great! I can finally try a lot of things here that I normally wouldn’t dare to do.

Seriously, I’m still curious, you guys have been using this thing for almost three months now, hasn’t anyone thought of taking it apart to see what’s inside?”

She tied her hair back, revealing a competence that was very different from her usual slow, slow stance, and wondered again:

“It stands to reason that the players’ curiosity and mobility shouldn’t be this bad.”

“There were people who thought about taking it apart, Badger and Cheche from the student party almost did it, but they were warned by the arithmetic treasure pearl just as they found the tools.”

Little Reed Name levitated next to her and watched as Moe Haha secured that treasure bead to the stump and picked up another tweezer-like psychic energy probe, and she answered honestly:
“This thing has a protection mechanism, it won’t allow onlookers to just take it apart.”

“It’s just a warning, it’s not like it’s going to jump up and hit me, much less break my head.”

Moeha scoffed at that.

The young physicist rubbed the bridge of her nose as she said:
“If we were afraid to continue just because we were given a verbal warning, then humanity as a race would have become extinct a long time ago, curiosity and the desire to explore are what we need to build a civilization.”

“Uh, I get the feeling you’re driving . But I have no proof.”

Little Vikrama spat out:

“Say ow in advance, I’m just getting the tools for you, I’m not responsible for anything that happens afterward, and if your arithmetic jewel is broken by you, then you’ll pay for the re-purchase.”

“An la an la, I know the risks, now be quiet, cutie, by the way stay away and just watch me operate.”

Moeha waved her hand, signaling Little Vikrama to stay away a little further.

She was not afraid that this thing would have an accident and get herself killed.

As she said, the necessary desire to explore (death-defying) was a foundational trait to become a researcher, but there was no need to involve others in her own experiments.

She took a deep breath and brought the tweezer-like psychic energy probe closer to the arithmetic treasure pearl in front of her.

Looking at the fine arcs of electricity that erupted in front of her eyes from the clash of psychic energy triggered by the proximity of the two things, the desire to explore in Moe Haha’s eyes grew a little stronger.

Ever since she entered the game, she had been very, very curious about this arithmetic pearl, she desperately wanted to know how this thing worked, as a practitioner, she couldn’t stand the fact that she had to follow the player interface and mission system set up by the “development team” and do things in a step-by-step manner.

She couldn’t allow herself to wander around blindfolded in a world she was interested in. She prefers to explore areas where no one has gone before, or even noticed.

For example.
Uncovering the “truths” of the world that have always been there, but have been hidden.

“Splat.”

When the Spiritual Energy Probe touched the main crystal of the Arithmetic Treasure Pearl, a strong vibration caused Moe Haha’s wrist to ache, and a piercing alert popped up on the Treasure Pearl’s interface in front of her eyes:
[Warning! User is conducting a high-risk disassembly operation! Please stop all actions immediately and wait for the Computational Treasure Pearl to self-check! Warning! Please do not disassemble the Computing Pearl if you do not have a fair knowledge of steam engineering!
Warning!

Self-destruct process initiated.

Facing the warning, Moe Haha expressionlessly chose to continue.

Her hands were very steady.

Both hands operated the two psychic energy tweezers to snap very precisely into the gray treasure bead panel’s connection with the hemispherical crystal, where there was near non-existent space that could be manipulated, but it did have tiny holes reserved for operation.

The countdown to self-destruction on the player interface had already entered 20, and the small reed name next to him covered his eyes and didn’t dare to look at it anymore.

But Moeha’s eyes narrowed.

Her fingers moved quickly, allowing the two probes to travel along the crystal connection, and soon, she found the snap that connected the crystal to the panel.

“The classic mechanical snap-wedge construction, truly the least creative and most secure way to put it together.”

She spat out in a small voice, then gritted her teeth and stuck her hands hard in different directions into the clasp then pulled hard along the outward direction, and with a click, the whole crystal jumped out of the gray panel, and was again clasped in her hands by Moeha’s quick eyes.

The countdown to 7 of the self-destruct process with the interface appeared strong spiritual interference and terminated, not only that, along with the entire pearl because of this precise “violent disassembly” and into a state of shutdown.

Without the assistance of the computing pearl, Moe Ha’s character interface immediately disappeared, allowing her to re-enter the “primitive” state that only the first 16 players had experienced.

She now had to use her own senses to confirm her level, skills, and map orientation, as if the game had returned to its cleanest state after removing all the plug-ins.

“So this is how it feels? It really isn’t any different from being in reality,”

Moeha reached up and touched the bridge of her nose as she looked at the crystal that had dimmed in her hand and said:
“The existence of this thing is nominally an aid, but in reality it’s just a cunning layer of camouflaged design to increase the ‘sense of gameplay’ and ‘immersion’. They set up a ‘boundary’ for the player out of thin air, but that colorful warning of destruction is itself a major failing.

Without it, I’m closer to the real state of ‘crossing over’.

I was absolutely correct in my judgment!

Someone fictionalized an entire game based on a real world!

Ah, what a cunning strategy.”

“What are you talking about?”

Little Vikrama hid far away, and only after realizing that Mooha had already disassembled the arithmetic treasure pearl and that the thing hadn’t exploded did she put her heart down and flew over to circle around Mooha, asking:

“So, can you research anything by dismantling this thing?”

“Of course I can’t research anything, this dismantling is the entirety of today’s experiment.”

Moe Ha threw the irregularly shaped crystal in her hand in a serious manner, and took the gray panel with an uncomplicated internal structure that was filled with a sense of simplicity in her hand to examine it carefully, and she said:

“I’ve only been here for less than a week, and I’m still in the early stages of testing and observing the rules of physics, so I don’t have the time or energy to learn about psionic energy and steam engineering, right? I took it apart just to confirm certain things, and to confirm how this thing works.

So far, though, it doesn’t seem to be working purely mechanically.

All of the mysteries are encapsulated within this unique crystal, and if one cannot harness psychic energy, then one will never be able to decipher its secrets.”

Not disappointed, Moeha simply held the dimmed crystal in her hand in front of her eyes and examined it carefully, and through the light that entered the dull crystal at dusk, she could barely make out the presence of some indescribable black specks in it.

It was like the “impurities” in jade.

But she was certain that what turned this crystal stone into a miracle were these “spots” in the stone.

Unfortunately, this was a secret that only Spiritualists knew. “Go!”

Moeha contentedly threw the arithmetic treasure bead that she had taken apart into her psychic energy bag, she put away the tool that Little Vikrama had ordered for a heavy amount of money, and beckoned to her “little friend”, saying:

“Go to the Adventurer’s Guild and buy me another one, don’t worry, I’ll pay for it.”

“Swish.”

Just as the two of them were about to leave, a scarlet door suddenly opened in front of their eyes, causing Little Vikrama and Moe Haha to freeze in place, and then they saw the calm-faced Lord Murphy and Big Miss Phineas step out of it.

“Is this the place?”

Murphy asked as he turned around, and Firmis’ bloodshot pupils dotted with blood-colored points of light stared at the moe haha in front of her as she confirmed:

“Yes, it’s here. The Operational Pearl, codename 641, has just been sabotaged, and before it shut down it sent coordinates to a superior node in my possession, the remains of which are in this lady’s possession.”

Without the Operational Treasure Pearl’s translation, Moe Haha could no longer understand the conversation between Lord Murphy and Missy.

But Little Vikrama understood it.

The little dwarf was chilled by the content of the conversation between the two mainline NPCs, and she hurriedly explained:
“It’s not our fault, it’s just that that precious pearl was dropped on .”

“Are you sure you want to deceive me? My warrior, for the sake of our current very good personal relationship, I beg you not to do this.

Back off!

This matter has nothing to do with you.”

Murphy glanced at the little reed name.

The unique light in his eyes caused Little Vikrama to bite her lip and eventually stop explaining, being able to make Murphy-sama take the initiative to appear here proved that Moe Haha’s behavior just now had probably violated certain “taboos”.

However, she didn’t back away, very righteous and didn’t leave Moeha alone in this dangerous situation.

Murphy shook his head and gave a look to Phineas, and Missy immediately cast a spell to forcibly teleport her and herself back to the Blood Wyvern Corridor amidst little Vikrama’s screams.

Thus only Murphy and Moe Haha were left in the woodland.

The physicist sensed something big was wrong.

She realizes that her quest for “the truth” may have been rushed.

Come to think of it, if the arithmetic pearl is a “limiting device” used by the “aliens” to deceive the players, then her own behavior just now is the same as in a room full of sleeping people suddenly opened their eyes of their own accord.

“We are not the aliens you think we are.”

Just as Moeha was thinking, Murphy suddenly spoke.

That mouthful of Mandarin, even with a slight accent, scared Moeha so much that his hairs stood on end and he took several steps back, trembling as he raised his hands and interlaced them in front of his body.

She felt that she had really encountered a “paranormal event” this time.

And more likely, this “third type of contact” in their own unguarded situation to the conversation this step, as a physicist, she than anyone else know the danger.

“You guys. What the hell are you guys?”

She asked, holding back the fear in her heart.

Murphy was acting like a “puppet on a string”, as if there was another mysterious consciousness hidden under the vampire’s handsome body, making the mainline NPC’s movements look very stiff and revealing a sense of incongruity.

That mysterious “it” said through Murphy’s eyes to the frightened Moe Ha in front of him:
“We are observers, it is our duty to observe and collect and record information, we will not intervene in your world, but we know that you won’t let your guard down just because of this promise, so you can continue to test and continue to dig, and we won’t end the process.

But what you just did was inappropriate, Ms. Lin, who is currently residing on the Bund!”

“!!!”

The fear in Moeha’s heart was heightened by “Murphy” calling out her real address and last name, and then she heard “Murphy” say to her:

“This is not a threat that you have identified in your mind at this point in time, my actions today are simply to lay out a bottom line for you! I expect you and your friends to honor that line while exploring the so-called ‘truths’ that interest you!
That is, all your explorations must not come at the expense of destroying the ‘gaming experience’ of others.

To put it simply, you can die on your own, but not at the expense of others who don’t know what’s going on.

You are free to dismantle our ‘hidden devices’, but if anyone else follows your example and causes the current situation in Transylvania to take a new turn, then we will blame you!
Beyond that, however, you will have no inhibitions here, and we will not be overly emotional about your unique ‘sample’ because of it.

This is the first warning!
Ms. Lin, there will not be a second.”

As Murphy’s body began to tremble, seemingly signaling that the mysterious consciousness was “pulling away”, Moeha realized that this conversation with the “man behind the curtain” was coming to an end, and she grasped the time to overcome her fear and shouted:

“Here. Is Transylvania real or not?”

“Good question.”

The mysterious “watcher” maneuvering Murphy’s body turned back to Moe Haha with a subtle smile as he replied:
“You guess? Besides, since you’ve already ventured into the real and unreal, why don’t you consider another, more alarming possibility. Are you really that certain to confirm that your side is ‘real’?”

“???”

As Moe Haha stared in disbelief, Murphy-sama, who had been possessed by the ‘filth’, returned to his usual gentle and handsome demeanor in the next second.

He looked around in confusion, seemingly unable to understand why he was here.

Upon seeing the terrified Moeha, Murphy said with great concern:
“My warrior, what is wrong with you? I seem to have just been alerted by the destruction of your arithmetic jewel, which has never happened before. I must confirm if you are in danger?

Your face really looks bad, like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Well, I really did see a ghost just now.”

Moe Haha nodded vigorously, then she obediently handed Murphy the arithmetic treasure pearl she had unwrapped and said:
“I’m sorry, my lord, I disassembled it out of reckless personal curiosity, I will take responsibility for this and promise not to teach the method of disassembling it to others.”

“You actually relied on yourself to disassemble the Operational Pearl without triggering the self-destruct program? That’s amazing skill!”

Instead of getting angry, Murphy exclaimed with satisfaction:
“This is something that almost no one other than a halfling craftsman can do, you relied on yourself to realize a not-so-small miracle, it seems that you are really talented in this area.

Moreover, Miriam told me that the act of being able to smoothly remove the crystal of the arithmetic pearl without harming it is by no means something that just anyone can do.

It seems that you are also extremely talented in the field of psychic energy. So, do you need me to write a letter of introduction for you to join Phemis’s little psionic organization? Perhaps you can work with her to study and decipher the secrets that lie deep within these halfling crystals.”

Speaking here, Murphy observed the state of the pale-faced Moe Haha, and after confirming that the little player was frightened by his “exquisite acting skills”, he said in a gentler tone:

“Please understand, my warrior, the Arithmetic Pearl has an important mission in the reconstruction of Transylvania, yet we are unable to produce it ourselves which worries me greatly.

If you can assist Phimis and little Sherron in producing the exclusive treasure bead that belongs to Transylvania, I will not begrudge you a generous reward.”

“Ding.”

The beep of the Arithmetic Treasure Bead rang out, representing a precious hidden quest being triggered, but the Mooha Haha at this moment was completely out of the mood to think about that.

Her mind was now filled with the last words that the mysterious observer had said to her just now.

Could she confirm that the world she was in must be “real”?
No!
She couldn’t be sure.

Because this is no longer a mere physical problem, it is an insoluble philosophical problem!

If anyone else had said that to her, she would have been scoffed at by Moeha, but when it came from the mouth of an “alien”, she had to seriously consider the possibility of horror.

Blanch!
Another report to write for herself.

(End of chapter)