Chapter 126 Wasteland No. 7

 Isabel used the [Identity Card] to contact Song Shiyi using the old method.

 The two met again in the parking alley.

 Half an hour later, Song Shiyi appeared at the alley carrying a travel bag.

 Seeing Isabel under the streetlight, she trotted over.

 “Miss Mary.”

Song Shiyi’s face beamed with joy: “It’s great that you can come.”

 She was wearing a short gray cotton coat today, a pair of denim blue high-waisted jeans, and a pair of low-cut boots, which made her figure look extra slender.

“Is it okay to go over now and talk while walking?” Song Shiyi asked.

 “Let’s talk about the situation first.”

 Isabel said according to Lu Yao's remote instructions.

"OK."

The other party nodded: "About a month ago, the committee observed and discovered that there is bounded dimensional interference in local areas of this city, and it is already to the extent that it can be imaged."

"Only some players can see the imaging, but it also means that abnormal interference is intensifying. The committee is paying close attention and is constantly testing and tracking..."

In the rental house at the back, Lu Yao looked back at his bed.

The black mud monster and the dry river bed seem to be images after the interference of the boundary dimension.

In the alley, Song Shiyi continued: “Two weeks ago, the committee formally determined that there are several ‘intersection zones’ in this city.”

 “That is, the overlapping area formed by the overlapping of boundary dimensions.”

She looked worried: "It has been determined that 17 citizens have entered the intersection for various reasons, and 8 of them are still stranded and missing. In the past two weeks, the committee has been looking for these missing people in various intersections."

“However, due to the shortage of manpower and the continuous changes within the intersection zone, time is getting increasingly tight. If those citizens cannot be brought out as soon as possible, they will never come out.”

"According to security regulations and related procedures, operations require at least two people, so I thought of Miss Mary. Manpower is very scarce now, and there are very few people who have the ability and can be contacted... Of course, we will pay accordingly. Don't worry, this The secondary crossbelt is safe and requires no fighting.”

"How many?"

"Eh?"

 “Remuneration.” Isabel said coldly.

"That...3,000 yuan volunteer subsidy. I know it's very small, but funding projects and amount regulations require complex processes, and they also need to be reviewed and approved by superior departments. The current committee salary management methods still use the document standards of 2003... "

 “Want cash.”

Song Shiyi was stunned for a moment: "Really? Do you agree?"

"Um."

Isabel said: "Remuneration is a matter of principle. How much is another question."

"Very good!"

Song Shiyi couldn't help but hold Isabel's hand.

"Then let's set off now. The sooner we find them, the safer they will be."

 Song Shi should lead the way quickly.

She had a clear goal, kept walking all the way, and was still making further introductions to Isabel.

"Miss Mary, this 'crossing zone' comes from 'Wasteland No. 7'. Wasteland No. 7 is the name given to the world by the committee. It is the seventh high-dimensional space discovered by the committee. The wasteland is the name of the world." Description of characteristics.”

“It was a world mostly in ruins. The local civilization died out for too long, and our knowledge is quite limited.”

"You may think that there may be something wrong with the committee... Why do dimensional interference and overlap still occur in a stable high-dimensional safe zone like the Earth? This should not happen in theory. "

Song Shiyi asked and answered herself: "The reason is that Wasteland No. 7 is a world with a higher dimension than the earth. It is now gradually and completely collapsed, and the lower dimensions connected to it have begun to peel off, and it has begun to divide into multiple layers... Also It’s the evolution from high dimension to low dimension.”

“Like a ball of paper that has been clenched tightly. After losing external force and solidifying, they now begin to separate from each other. The still intact part floats up and merges into the lower dimensions, peeling off fragmented worlds, and the remaining parts sink.”

“The floating body has interdimensional interference with our earth above, and then partially overlaps briefly.”

“Worlds in higher dimensions almost always remain relatively stationary relative to each other. The only time they move violently is when they self-destruct and collapse.”

Lu Yao silently digested the new information.

 He ​​asked through Isabel's mouth: "What are the monsters on the cross?"

 Song Shiyi waved his hand: "There is no need to fight in Wasteland No. 7."

This made Lu Yao a little suspicious.

 He saw with his own eyes the appearance of the black mud monster swimming in the rocks.

“The only danger in Wasteland Crossing Zone No. 7 is getting lost.”

Song Shiyi slowed down and his face became serious.

“The cross zone carries the images and signals left by past civilizations. Those broken messages are folded, intersected and reorganized in the chaotic time and space, gradually forming a special existence ‘wishing spirit’.”

“The only thing these guys can do is chatter endlessly in your ears. They are the product of chaos and disorder, and what they say is often confusing and difficult to distinguish between true and false.”

“The wishing spirit looks like a large ball of shiny black clay and has no direct damage ability.”

Song Shiyi paused: "But you must not believe in the 'wishing spirit'."

“If you listen to the wishing spirits and are bewitched and detained by them in various ways, after the cross zone disappears, you will never be able to get out of here.”

Isabel asked back: "The wishing spirit only talks in the ear? Does it have other powers?"

"No."

Song Shiyi shook his head: "If you don't believe in them, they are useless. Just pay attention to the time and don't stay too long."

“Once you listen to them, you will easily get lost. Therefore, you must walk in pairs to look after and remind each other to reduce risks.”

She suddenly stopped.

 A sparrow flutters under the streetlight ahead.

It flew over lightly and landed on Song Shiyi's left shoulder. She tilted her head and looked at Isabel on the other side.

 “The nearest intersection is right there.”

 Song Shiyi raised his hand and pointed forward.

Through Isabel’s eyes, Lu Yao recognized that this was the place where he rode a white horse at night.

 There is a highway in front of us, and a long branch road next to it. After dark, there were almost no people on the surrounding streets, and even the chirping of insects was sparse.

Song Shiyi seems to have some kind of positioning ability. She walked into the side road, walked ten steps forward, then turned left, walked another five steps, and stopped again.

She walked to an optical cable junction box and motioned to Isabel: "It's right here. I'll go in first."

 After saying that, Song Shiyi bumped into the delivery box against the light, and he was immediately submerged into it.

Isabel followed suit.

 …

Lu Yao’s vision went blank.

 He felt bad.

 Perhaps the eyeballs are unable to transmit information across the intersection.

 After a few seconds, his vision slowly returned to normal.

Isabel faced a dark and soft black mud monster, or in other words, a wishing spirit.

　　Its body slowly shrank into a human shape, its height and shape were similar to Isabel's, but it had no human facial features and a smooth face.

The wishing spirit said warmly to Isabel: "Beautiful lady, welcome here. Please allow me to introduce you. My name is Baroye. I am very happy to lead you."

 It uses a wonderful language.

Obviously it is composed entirely of weird and awkward syllables, but Lu Yao can understand it.

“Do you want wealth, knowledge, or power? Or even better beauty? An endless lifespan? Or countless lovers?”

 “These baroye can satisfy you.”

“After all, we are wishing spirits specially designed to fulfill wishes. Fulfilling everyone’s wishes is our greatest mission and responsibility…”

Barroye rubbed his hands.

“Beautiful lady, Baroye can tell at a glance that you are a person of noble status...”

Snapped!

Isabelle punched it in the head.

 (End of this chapter)