My Players Are So Fierce

Holy crap, the aliens really showed themselves.

This mundane and boring Earth seemed to have suddenly become overwhelmingly exciting.

What will happen next?

Will the Warrior of Light from the M78 Nebula start choosing hosts to prepare for a cosmic invasion?

Hmm, at this moment, Loyal Brother regretted watching too many unreliable anime works, causing his imagination to run wildly out of control.

Until the rumble of a helicopter interrupted his thoughts, the slightly plump intelligence officer looked up and saw the black flying vehicle landing on the platform behind the villa.

He threw away his cigarette butt and hurriedly ran over to greet the old superior.

A few minutes later, Lord Qin, pushed by Loyal Brother, entered Cement Sister’s ward.

Lord Qin was not alone; Mengha, who had been woken up in the middle of the night and crossed half a country, and a group of professionals from other fields as well arrived.

They were all researchers.

Their mission was simple yet important.

To figure out from Cement Sister the operational principles of the game helmet and find a way to replicate and improve the destroyed prototype.

But all of this had to wait until Old Qin and Cement Sister finished their conversation.

In this conversation, Loyal Brother, who was responsible for the “operations team,” served as the recorder, which made him unable to stop his wild associations.

He knew he was definitely going to hear a lot of thrilling things soon.

“You see this too, General, I don’t have much time left, so let’s get straight to the point.”

Leaning on the hospital bed, Cement Sister put on her frameless glasses again.

Though thin, she once again possessed that scholarly elder sister aura.

She looked at Lord Qin sitting in a wheelchair and said:

“I know what you’re curious about.

After I activated my prototype, I indeed had a direct conversation with extraterrestrial guests.

To be precise, that failed experiment made my spirit leave our current dimension for a few seconds, entering another area I cannot describe.

According to what that ‘Observer’ said, a marvelous ‘waypoint’ was marked in my consciousness.

It, or he, can communicate with me across time and space through this waypoint, but only once or twice.

It’s very difficult for me to actively summon him, but this connection really exists.”

Loyal Brother was writing furiously while Lord Qin, in the wheelchair, pondered for a moment and said:

“Did ‘he’ ever tell you what the essence of the ‘Real Different World’ game is?”

“He didn’t say, but I can probably guess.”

Cement Sister rubbed her forehead and said:

“That world truly exists!

It may not exist in our time-space or universe, but it has formed some kind of wonderful connection with our world.

The Observer is the third party mediating, like a bridge connecting the two worlds.

And the chosen ‘players’ are the direct manifestation of this connection.

Currently, I have no conclusion on why this connection exists, but ‘he’ once warned me that when using that faulty prototype, without any protective measures, I sent out a voice in a place called ‘subspace.’

That voice might have exposed the coordinates of our world, he said, even though the distance between the two worlds is difficult to cross even for divine spirits, it’s hard to say whether my actions will bring trouble to our world.

He also maliciously mocked that I am about to become the destroyer of the world.

This might have been a joke, but…

I think we should be prepared for it.”

“Subspace?”

Lord Qin frowned.

He said:

“Is it that ‘subspace’ mentioned in the game?

In our game progress, there is a cult organization that worships the shadow of subspace, in the recently concluded battle at Blackflame Mountain Pass, those heretics caused us terrible trouble.

It’s known that they possess extremely advanced genetic technology, capable of mass-producing biological weapons.

Moreover, the destructive nature of subspace energy on the material world is very powerful, but the problem is that even in the game, the mechanism of subspace power is quite esoteric.

It cannot be decoded with current technology.

The most important thing is, there is no such thing as Psychic Skills in our world!”

“Ahem, Lord Qin, let me remind you.”

Loyal Brother, who was taking notes beside him, whispered:

“According to the Goat Man mentor Julia in Transylvania, who teaches new psychic skills to players, the original source of psychic power is precisely subspace, and she occasionally talks about topics from the previous Era.

According to her, in the mysterious last Era, that world also lacked psychic power!

This statement is supported by Lady Nifytelli.

Mummy Girl, when teaching Shaman players elemental power, constantly emphasizes that elemental power is the true magic of that world, and psychic power is just a wicked trick used by subspace to tempt beings.

So…”

He glanced at Cement Sister, who was listening with great interest, and said:

“If subspace is truly introduced into our world, then something like ‘psychic power’ might also appear here.”

“Hmm, this speculation has some merit.”

Old Qin frowned, he looked at Cement Sister and said:

“But the ‘Observer’ hasn’t confirmed that our world has already been noticed by the mysterious subspace, right?”

“Based on my experience, if there is the potential for such a change, then the hidden danger erupting eventually becomes a high-probability event.

Murphy’s Law, I think you must have heard of it.”