Starting from the pirates, the brain hole exploded

[Alert, invaded by unknown information program, communication medium has been closed]

[Menu bar is closed]

[Status bar is closed]

[Friends bar has been closed]

…………

The system's warnings sounded in his mind one after another, and Luo An's bad premonitions were confirmed one by one. After a few attempts, he found to his surprise... that almost all game-related content had completely disappeared. .

In other words... Not only was Luo An unable to view the game menu at this moment, he was also unable to even force quit the game.

This is a very scary thing.

"It seems that you have discovered..."

As if noticing the change in Luo An's face, Falma's indifferent voice came again: "All the protective measures that the high-dimensional planes have placed on you have been isolated by me. Now you have lost your position. Characteristics of surface projection, I wonder if this low-dimensional game can still make you feel happy..."

"Of course not, the gaming experience is extremely poor..."

At this point, Luo An unexpectedly calmed down. Having regained his salty nature, he glanced at Falma sideways in an extremely lazy tone and said, "However, I say, Your Excellency, the Great Elder... What do you want to do with all this talk?"

"Everything has two sides, and the so-called virus is no exception."

Falma said calmly: "As a high-dimensional visitor, you instinctively arouse the rejection of the group and even the entire plane. At the same time, you are also highly researchable. The Ala Zerg have reached the top of the evolutionary chain in this world. , if you want to touch higher dimensions, you have to try to contact some high-dimensional creatures."

"And at this time, you brought yourself to me."

Boom, the door to the central control room slowly closed. Falma looked at Luo An quietly and said expressionlessly: "What a blessing."

"Then come..."

I don’t know if it was out of hunting mentality, but Luo An laughed instead: "I happen to be very good all the time, and I just wanted to learn how to fight the phone bug, um... By the way, you guys are not throwing tentacles at each other, right? ?”

"It's boring."

Falma ignored Luo An's teasing. After uttering two words coldly, countless slender white threads suddenly sprouted from the tentacles, flying and circling, and tied Luo An tightly in an instant. Reality.

"These seem to be optical fiber bodies used as transmission media..."

Luo An noticed that after binding himself, these silver-white optical fibers began to gradually penetrate into his body. The other end of the optical fibers was still connected to Falma's tentacles. Vaguely, with the racial talent he obtained, he I can feel that a large amount of information flow is gathering overseas in my consciousness.

Is it a thought attack?

Luo Anxin probably had a guess about Falma's operation.

At this time, the gathered information flow also began to assume an intrusive posture, advancing on multiple fronts, and unscrupulously sweeping through Luo An's sea of ​​consciousness.

Obviously, if a civil war really breaks out among a group of phone bugs that have almost no selfishness, they, who are physically weak, will definitely use the mutual destruction of each other's consciousness as an attack method. The winner can get a lot of information feedback, while the loser will Will lose consciousness and become a vegetative state.

"such a pity……"

Luo An didn't care about the flow of information rushing around in his consciousness. He looked up at Falma and sighed with emotion: "You said you were so fat, so you could just crawl over and crush me to death." Come on, why do you have to commit suicide like this..."

"Death is imminent and you don't know it yet."

Falma's eyes were slightly sarcastic, and she said coldly: "Do so-called high-dimensional creatures have to assume such a disgusting and arrogant posture..."

"It's all in vain if I tell you. You'll know later..."

Luo An was speechless and held his forehead. Although this action was more appropriately described as "folding the tentacles inward" at the moment, his brows soon relaxed again and he shrugged slightly, "Well, it seems that there is no need to wait. It seems that it has already started. Already..."

"Ok?"

Falma glanced at him, slightly confused, but soon it seemed to notice something, its expression suddenly changed, its thinking frequency suddenly turned on, and it desperately pulled back the silver-white optical fibers wrapped around Luo An's body.

however.

"That's too late."

Luo An looked at it as if it were mentally retarded, with a gloating smile on his face: "Your information flow has been inserted too deeply... At this point, it's not that simple to separate completely..."

Chi Chi!

As Luo An's words fell, the countless consciousness fibers extending from Falma's tentacles completely separated from Luo An's body at this moment and shrank back.

It's just that... unlike when they came, almost every one of the information flows retreating back now is entangled with a silver-white light beam that is many times thicker. As these silver-white optical fibers are withdrawn, the light beam coming from Luo The huge beam of light emitted from An's sea of ​​consciousness also shot into Falma's body like a carriage pulled by countless horses.

In an instant, Falma felt his mind go into chaos. Under the impact of this huge flow of information, it thought that it had been baptized by thousands of years, as if it was just an ant that accidentally crawled into the driveway. The torrent of steel roared and rolled over him.

It has seen all the vicissitudes of this world through the ages, and has seen all the changes in cold and heat between land and sea. Even vaguely, it can feel that this world is inseparable from a man named Oda...

But no matter what, this is just a single plane of existence, and the historical process is only linear after all, completely unable to compete with the countless world data contained in the magnificent information flow flowing into the mind at this moment.

There are rivers and lakes that contain the love between children, where there is a creature called a hero who always likes to go into the inn and call the waiter for wine; there is a super-powerful plane where superheroes are rampant, and the villains here always die from talking too much; there are everyone Everyone likes to fly around in the world of cultivation. With a single embroidered mouth, the flying sword of the immortal can directly take the head of a person thousands of miles away...

Farma's huge, ancient body began to tremble.

There are too many worlds it cannot understand.From martial arts to fairy tales, from fantasy to supernatural... there are countless types of worlds it has never seen before, manifested in various incredible forms...

Comics, games, movies, TV dramas, novels, jokes, and even Luo An's random thoughts in his spare time as a full-time writer. These complex and grand information are mixed together, and the moment they burst out, it is almost instantaneous. Let Falma's sea of ​​consciousness completely collapse.

"How's it going? Do you feel good?"

Luo An looked at Falma's painful convulsions and smiled wickedly: "Not to mention anything else, I don't know how much royalties it cost just to cheat me. Now the game inventory may not be bottomed out even if I pull it down for 10 minutes... ..." At this point, he paused, showing a hint of displeasure, "Damn it, I really want to tear apart V Club completely with my bare hands."

"Dark Souls, The Witcher, Assassin's Creed, GTA, Far Cry, Biochemical, Europa Universalis, Ark Evolved..." Looking up at Falma, Luo An continued to narrate with a smile as if he was watching a movie, "Just these games The huge flow of information contained in it and the complete world view derived from it will make you lose your resistance..."

"If that's not enough, would you like to know more about Azeroth?"

"Do you want to know more about Riot Universe?"

"Learn about?"

"Calle Tokyo...oh, you don't need to understand this when you are older, I will take it back myself."

"No... no..." Falma finally raised its head, its eyes were as red as blood, and it let out a roar of shock and anger, "Get out of my mind!"

But obviously, this roaring like a dying struggle had no effect. It was more like a flashback. Just a few seconds later, Falma's mental endurance reached the limit.In the sunken eye sockets, the ancient light of spiritual wisdom gradually dissipated, and finally fell into silence.

The next moment, the huge body finally screamed and fell to the ground.

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