After being a spare tire for four big guys at the same time [Transmigration Book]

Central Star, Ministry of Security.

The Secret Service was in a mess, the lights representing the agents kept going off, the internal agents shuttled back and forth exhaustedly, and the phone kept ringing.

"What's going on?!" The chief of the Secret Service asked in a deep voice, "What went wrong!"

The internal agent in front of him turned pale with fright, and said in a low voice: "We... all the people we sent to the 'Ark' have lost contact, and we are still investigating the reason..."

The chief of the secret service looked gloomy, and walked quickly to the monitoring screen.

……

Inside the Ministry of Security, the existence of the "terminal" has long been known.

They have known for a long time that the conservatives have traded this interstellar - the counterparty of the transaction is a higher-dimensional civilization in this universe, which can easily strip and change the dimension of their plane and obliterate the world they live in.

Conservative conspirators picked an asteroid at the edge of the universe as an "ark", and rich and powerful people continued to migrate there, using it as the starting point of a new world.

And the original galaxy they are in will be reduced to a low-dimensional civilization that can be manipulated by others, losing all autonomy.

Faced with such a desperate situation, the Ministry of Security is divided into two factions.

One faction is dominated by the Special Investigation Section, advocating sticking to the central star without retreating an inch, uniting with Electronic Storm to fight back, and formally declaring war on high-dimensional civilization.

The other faction is the Secret Service.

They secretly separated some agents, sneaked into the asteroid named "Ark" as immigrants, and accepted the transformation of new humans.

The purpose of the Secret Service is to try to occupy that asteroid as a refuge for the entire world, and exile those culprits who traded interstellar into the universe.

...But now, all the agents sent to the "Ark" unexpectedly lost contact at the same time!

"We sent the latent agents, and the last thing we could detect was a ball of light in the main control room of the game."

The internal service agent whispered: "I only know that it was sent out from the inside of the game world...the one that came out at that time should have been No. 93."

"He, like our other agents, used the funds of the alliance to pretend to be a wealthy businessman or heir to a consortium, and entered the game as a 'VIP'."

"The rules of the game do not apply to them, and they can also buy the skill cards they need at any time as a means of saving their lives."

The internal agent frowned: "It stands to reason that even if there is any danger that cannot be handled, it will be sent out instantly..."

What can be sent out is only a ball of light.

……

Or not a "group" of light.

After zooming in on the monitoring screen at that time, it can be seen that what was actually transmitted was even just an extremely inconspicuous spot of light.

The director of the Secret Service was upset: "What does the Ministry of Science say? Is there any speculation?!"

"...Yes." The Home Agent whispered, "The Ministry of Science suspects that this is the 'singularity'."

In the current exploration of the creation of the universe, this is the most likely speculation—the universe was born in an explosion, and the source of the explosion is an infinite density, incalculable space-time curvature, and infinitesimal volume. point.

"They said... It can be understood that this point of light is an infinitely compressed game world."

"This game world swallowed No. 93, became a new connection point, and was sent to the main control room of the game."

The internal agent swallowed dryly: "It was supposed to be a broken point in time and space, which could absorb all matter and energy, but when it was sent out, it reached its limit..."

"What a mess!"

The director of the Secret Service gritted his teeth: "Long story short! I want to know the result!"

Home Agent: "…it exploded."

This explosion destroyed the dimension difference and also destroyed the "Ark".

The low-dimensional game world broke free from the control of the new connection point, expanded in reverse, and swallowed the asteroid.

Everyone on the asteroid was involved in this battle royale game.

……

The Secret Service director stood in front of the monitor.

"People are also disappearing on the central star one after another."

The internal service agent broke into a cold sweat, and quickly read the speculation of the Ministry of Science: "The ordinary world has no effect... This game world should devour people according to dimensions.

"So far, on our monitoring list, anyone who has bought a skill card has been pulled into the game."

The internal service agent said: "This is a real battle royale game. So far, there is no way to exit the game... Director?"

The Secret Service director took two steps back, slamming heavily on the table.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, he was too scared to speak, and grabbed the internal service agent: "Is there a way to strip the skill card immediately! Ask the Science Department, is there a way!"

The Home Agent froze.

He almost couldn't believe what he heard, opened his mouth, and asked in a low voice: "Aren't we... not allowed to buy skill cards?"

"Aren't those human lives?" The voice of the internal agent became lower and lower, "We have seen the surveillance, we know the truth about the skill card, every skill card is a living person..."

He didn't go on, and looked around blankly.

Not only the director of the Secret Service, but many people were frantically flipping over their bodies, and people kept pulling out strange cards and throwing them far away.

The internal agent had just entered the Secret Service not long ago, and his face turned pale when he saw the chaos in front of him.

"It's a trap!" The chief of Secret Service's eyes burst into blood. "It's the trap of that terminal, it's the one that lured us, it's too easy, you can't imagine how easy it is..."

It is too easy to gain power.

The cards are placed in front of them, and people can choose them arbitrarily. As long as you have a card, you will have incredible abilities.

At first, the Secret Service secretly purchased cards in preparation for the occupation of the asteroid in the future.

This is really a very legitimate reason.

They had no choice but to use this method in order to save the world—they wanted to occupy the Noah's Ark, select people who were worthy of survival, and those who could reproduce and continue this civilization, and send them to that asteroid.

They are saviors.

For this purpose, they can secretly fund and shelter those devoid of conscience laboratories, can illegally dispose of donated remains, can use legitimate or improper means to capture electronic storms, and can artificially execute agents who refuse to cooperate.

Those cards can give people power, they are placed in front of them, and they can be reached with one hand.

……

"Electronic storms can strip people's abilities, can't they? Let the Ministry of Science study it immediately!"

The director of the secret service said urgently: "What about the information of the agent sent to capture the electronic storm? Call it out, he must have given some useful information before he died!"

He thought the subordinate who checked the information was too slow, so he pushed him away, entered his ID code, and opened the top-secret database.

All the content here are dangerous people who the Secret Service had to secretly execute for the "safety of the alliance".

The secret service director's hands trembled: "His name is - his name is Zhan Chen, you should also look for him quickly. He is a secret agent. He was 19 years old when he died. He was sent to work as an undercover agent in the laboratory that studies electronic storms..."

He searched for information in vain, but it was too late.

An agent yelled in horror, and without even a chance to struggle, he was completely swallowed by the strange spatial fluctuations.

Two people, three people.

The range covered by the explosion of the singularity is a complete dimensional world.

"I can return it! I am willing to strip away my abilities!"

The director of the Secret Service hissed: "These cards all came out of that game! Others killed them, and they are wasted if they are not used..."

The world swallowed him up.

The internal service agent was pale, unable to take a step due to fear, and sat on the ground trembling.

The director of the Secret Service desperately wanted to search for the data video, and finally loaded and jumped out of the screen.

The one who was forcibly bound in front of the instrument was an overly young agent.

The set of instruments he was connected to was a secret research project of the Secret Service and the Ministry of Science. It could cooperate with the system implanted in the human body to forcibly read people's memories and find useful information from them.

"What's the use of you stubbornly resisting?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with thinning hair and wearing a white coat. He pushed his old-fashioned glasses and looked at the agent: "As long as you turn on the instrument, you can know everything."

The young agent smiled slightly: "Really?"

His brows are warm and deep, and those eyes seem to have passed through the long cold night.

"Human beings are weak." The agent said, "This kind of weakness makes us want to find stronger abilities and use more powerful weapons to protect ourselves."

"It's not wrong."

The young agent said: "After I die, you can transform me into a mecha, and I can fight for humans."

The Secret Service director came up to him: "That's not what I want."

"What we want is Electronic Storm. As long as you tell us about the weakness of Electronic Storm, you don't have to catch him yourself. We will send someone to deal with it."

"You've done a good job, you've gained Electron Storm's trust, now we only need its weakness."

The chief of Secret Service grabbed his collar and picked him up: "As long as you say it, we will restore your original memory and let you go home."

The young agent lowered his gaze and smiled helplessly.

The secret service chief's eyes twitched: "What are you laughing at?"

"Don't be afraid," said the young agent, "I'm just tired, just take a rest."

The chief of Secret Service was baffled, he had lost all patience, and threw the stubborn agent back heavily.

He walked up to the instrument, and was about to order the system to be turned on to search the memory forcibly, when the life monitoring alarm suddenly sounded piercingly.

The chief of Secret Service's expression changed suddenly, and he turned around abruptly.

…After human beings are implanted into the system, if they continue to forcibly resist, the system will strangle their consciousness and completely destroy the brain.

That agent was playing for time.

Before he was searched for memory, he triggered the system's strangle mechanism.

The head of the Secret Service's complexion completely sank, gritted his teeth and walked quickly.

The young agent lay quietly, his eyes still open, the pupils had dilated, and his unfocused eyes fell on the little sunlight that slipped in through the window.

……

game world.

The infinitely expanding world devoured the entire asteroid, and the edge of the extension did not fall, forcing everyone who bought skill cards into the game.

Some people panicked, some were overwhelmed by anger and fear, and yelled furiously, some were so frightened that they fell limp on the ground and could not move.

Feng Qing's body couldn't bear the pressure from a world, and it had completely collapsed into particles. The light blue particles were floating in the air, and with the help of team doctor Sui's domain, they barely gathered into a ball.

In mid-air, the ball of light flashed and fell quietly.

Team doctor Sui had already heard Yu Tang explain the general situation, she pursed her lips, walked over quickly, and stretched out her hand to catch the light.

There is a pair of hands faster than him.

Team doctor Sui froze for a moment, then looked up.

...is "Feng Qing".

The host controlling Feng Qing's body has changed, and Feng Qing's floating particles have been combined by someone, and reshaped back to its original state.

Yu Tang did not guess wrong.

Zhanchen can't remember what happened in this book, Zhanchen can only enter the game world as a host, and at the end of this story, Zhanchen got an asteroid.

Zhan Chen will never help evildoers in this world, but he will never let him take risks alone.

A host that can accommodate dimensionality reduction, can win the game without killing people, and can arrive at the first time Yu Tang needs it at any time.

The only choice that meets all the conditions is Feng Qing.

Zhan Chen has never been able to show up because he is always there.

"He's been looking for you." Team doctor Sui said, "He said he was just tired... just take a rest."

Zhan Chen smiled and said warmly, "Thank you."

Team doctor Sui met his gaze, was stunned for a while, and didn't speak any more.

Zhan Chen still had something urgent to do, so he nodded apologetically to Team Doctor Sui, walked to a shelter from the wind, and opened Feng Qing's suitcase.

There were originally equipment used for self-defense and fighting, but he put them away one by one, spread a warm and soft blanket, and added an extraordinarily delicate miniature desk lamp in the corner.

Zhan Chen's movements were methodical, he tried it with the back of his hand, moved lightly, and put the small ball of light into it well.

On the edge of the soft blanket, Zhan Chen neatly stacked a row of shiny buttons, a short piece of spring, a few pieces of bubble gum, and put a little yellow duck and an old game console that was just repaired.

The young agent who had mastered all the weaknesses of the electronic storm stretched out his hand and touched the quiet little light ball.

"Go to sleep."

Zhan Chen promised softly: "This time, I won't leave again."