My Players Are So Fierce

Cement Sister whispered:

“In matters like this, we can’t gamble on probabilities.

And if we start from your guesses, then it’s not hard to understand the reason for the existence of ‘Real Different World.’ Perhaps there’s a possibility that the Observer wants to help us?

By using a controlled group soul transfer method to send a group of pioneers into the otherworld, allowing them to get accustomed to and learn the techniques of manipulating spiritual energy, and to understand and resist the enemies we will face in the future.

This way, when our world faces the same threats, these pioneers will become precious ‘Resistance Seeds.’

The knowledge, skills, and powers they learn in the otherworld can all be used to protect our world!

It sounds a bit unbelievable, but if the threat of subspace truly exists, then my speculation may hold some truth.”

“In other words, everything the players currently experience in Transylvania might one day play out in our world?”

Lord Qin’s brows furrowed even deeper.

The conversation between him and Cement Sister revealed a future that was unsettling.

Most importantly, they had no evidence to prove their conjectures were correct.

Without evidence, how is this different from some third-rate writer’s drunkenly written, conspiracy-laden, lengthy trashy literature?

“It seems we need to uncover more truths about subspace in the game.”

Lord Qin tapped his fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair, and after a moment, he said to Cement Sister:

“Can you try to reach that ‘Observer’ again?

If possible, I’d like to speak with him directly.”

“I can try, but he might not respond.”

Cement Sister rubbed her temples and said:

“That seems to be quite a free outsider.

I even suspect that his true form might be within the horizons of Transylvania, observing everything he has created in a game of life manner and finding amusement in it.

Alright, I’ll give it a try.”

After finishing, Cement Sister closed her eyes and sent a message into the “crack” that existed within her consciousness.

However, Murphy was currently still in Shadow Valley.

Without the search program of the Creators’ Land, he couldn’t hear Cement Sister’s call.

Recently, with the urgent battles, he had no time to enjoy alone time with Triss in the Creators’ Land either.

But the fortunate part was, although Murphy wasn’t there, Triss, the assistant curator, was there borrowing various lab facilities, attempting to make more breakthroughs in the field of alchemy.

Thus, when Cement Sister’s “communication request” rang at the control station, it immediately alerted Triss,

The Blood Vulture Duke came to the control station, and looking at the unique communication signal marked as “Otherworld Blue Star” by Murphy, she used her assistant curator permissions to pull up the monitoring information regarding the source.

Soon, Triss understood Cement Sister’s unique identity and the reason for Murphy’s interest in her.

“Is this the second Pantless Demon?”

Triss blinked, and while sending a quantum communication message to Murphy, she connected to the communication signal labeled by the management system as a “special stowaway player.”

“Shhh”

A semi-transparent light screen unfolded in front of Triss, showing her Qinhua sitting in a wheelchair through Cement Sister’s eyes, with Loyal Brother standing beside him.

She immediately recognized these two guys.

“Can I talk to them, little Mo Fei?”

Triss reported the situation in the quantum communication, asking casually.

Murphy replied:

“I’m on my way there, should arrive in about ten minutes.

I guess they’ll ask you about subspace stuff, you can give them a science briefing.

Oh, and remember, your alias is ‘Observer,’ don’t blow your cover.

Remember to change your voice.”

“Got it, the mystery of Third Contact, right?

I’ve seen similar movies on the Transia Tavern APP, I understand.”

Triss sat on the mechanical chair.

After preparing for a moment, she connected the special communication.

“There’s a response!”

Leaning on the hospital bed and constantly calling over, Cement Sister suddenly revitalized.

She turned to Lord Qin and said:

“She said she will temporarily use my body to complete an ‘consciousness projection,’ and she’s just standing in for the official Observer on duty, which seems to mean the Observer is not an individual but a group.”

“Hmm, let her come through.”

Lord Qin nodded, gesturing to the already excited and trembling Loyal Brother.

Soon, all the cameras and recording devices in the ward were turned on.

This was necessary.

This is currently the first confirmed “Third Contact” on Blue Star, and it must be taken seriously.