RPAGF Chapter 643: Letter from Outside the Tank & Survival Guide
Chapter 643: Letter from Outside the Tank & Survival Guide
Get it? We're her chosen "professional firefighters," charged with rescuing this universe's nearly finished worldline!
As for the system—it was the gift package she'd given us as beginners! The ultimate hack-and-slash weapon! Think about it, when countless modern worldlines had collapsed like shattered tofu, and the Three Pure Ones were frantically frantic and helpless, didn't the system appear "just in time"?
It's because of our old comrade Qi Mo! He did something big to get the 'hack' into your hands!
He gave up all the benefits offered by the Recorder, embraced the system, and plunged headfirst into the Recorder's "millions of vats" (large soul petri dishes?). He pinpointed you (or us?) among countless "Su Mo Hui" and then gave this thing to the Queen Mother of the West! This is how you (and I) repeatedly pulled the Earth back from the brink of destruction.
Core Truth 4 (Pay attention!): Signs of the End——
You, should you have noticed something's amiss recently? In the first reincarnation, the eternal night descended early, and those four strangely painted foreign gods suddenly appeared... All of this means one thing—
The clock of time is about to stop. The hour hand has stopped, the minute hand is slowing down, and finally, that fatal second hand... is on the verge of stopping!
You and I, both chosen by the Recorder as "saviors." Or perhaps... "professional scapegoats?" "suckers"? After all... if it weren't for her, we'd both be dead in the real world long ago, why would we have to endure these 81 trials and tribulations of reincarnation?
But... you and I both know this. Back then, on the battlefield, when he was only a second away from dying, he never forgot those nine blood-stained characters: "Serve the People" and "Defend the Country." They were already etched into his bones and melted into his soul!
So, don't complain and don't be confused.
You've already jumped out once. If you can't jump out the second time... then don't jump again! Just grab a weapon and smash the tank! Got it?
PS: Oh, and by the way! I was strolling around the gray layer of the universe close to the real world (don't ask how I got there, it's a bug), and I happened to run into the three ancestors, Suiren, Wu Zetian, and Qin Shihuang, who had just left their reincarnations to rest. They asked me to give you a message:
"The torch has been passed, and destiny will protect you. It's time to show those rubbish hiding in the shadows (especially those tentacle monsters of Cthulhu!) what the power of humanity is!"
(The original words were more violent, I translated them a little more civilly)
PS: Before you start that "Battle of Gods of All Worlds" instance on your system, I'll be squatting on the edge of this high-risk gray layer, guarding the last bit of your "fire." (That glass of red wine beside you is actually from Qi Mo's memory fragments, from 82... Ugh, fresh! Drink it with confidence!)
Hope you can overcome all obstacles and everything will go well (don’t die!)
Please take care of yourself and stay safe (come back alive!)
Unfair seed: Fennel
November 31, 2326 (System BUG Limited Edition, just watch it)
Su Mohui read through the letter word by word, her eyes fixed on the familiar signature at the end – “Hui”. This was her habit when she used to sign emails to friends, just to save time.
Suddenly, she felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and then suddenly released, and it kept beating wildly!
boom--!
Those sealed fragments of memory that were supposed to be unlocked when she successfully passed the large-scale script-killing game of traveling through time to save the world, now rushed into her newly turned-on brain like a flood!
She remembered—
Yes...she should have died a long time ago.
In that damned real-world international maritime rescue operation, I was locked onto by an enemy drone's missile... Unless I jumped into the sea and fed the sharks, I was doomed...
But... why? Why had the recorder chosen her? And their entire group?
"Ugh—!"
Pain! Severe pain! It felt like countless red-hot needles were piercing her brain at once! Her newly awakened brain couldn't handle the onslaught of information, and her self-protection mechanisms instantly went on high alert.
Two lines of hot, physiological tears mixed with blood flowed out of her eye sockets without any warning, slashing across her cheeks, leaving two glaring bloodstains.
In this severe pain and confusion, she suddenly felt a gaze -
A gaze filled with complex emotions, as if piercing countless dimensional barriers, projected towards him! In that gaze... was there reluctance? Guilt? And a hint of... observation?
"Who?!" Su Mohui ignored the shrill screaming alarm in her head and raised her head suddenly. The judgment pen instantly appeared in her hand -
She didn't care and squeezed out all the Netherworld power she could use in her body. She dipped the Judgment Pen into the scalding blood and tears, mixed with quantum ink drops, and with a determination to die together, she followed her intuition and slashed fiercely across the cold void of the Netherworld!
A dark track suddenly appeared, and the end pointed to a clear coordinate.
A glimmer of light flashed by, and a vague coordinate was forcibly outlined by her: the real world, China, central Henan!
Damn! I can’t get through! The anchor is so unstable!
In a flash, Su Mohui made a crazy decision!
A sneer, almost insane, hinted at certain death, spread across her lips. The life-prediction pen spun deftly in her hand, its tip radiating a brilliant, watery light.
This time, she did not choose the real world, but set her sights on the highest dimension she could currently reach—the core barrier of the Netherworld Kingdom of all universes and dimensions, and forcibly tore a hole in it!
It is second only to the cosmic dimension where Heaven and the recorder are located, and is only three dimensions away, so it is within reach.
"Click... click..."
At the same time, fine cracks, like glass about to break, instantly covered Su Mohui's body!
Her fingertips unconsciously touched the old scar on her collarbone, which had long since healed but now ached slightly. Her voice was hoarse, filled with anger of betrayal and a subtle hint of grievance, as she harshly questioned the person behind the light door:
"How many traps have you buried in your crappy code?!"
Behind the light gate, reflected by the water, the shadow of a woman in plush pajamas, clutching her iconic large pink water cup, slowly emerged. It was the Recorder.
The recorder saw Su Mohui's appearance at the moment - her face was covered in blood and tears, her body was covered in cracks, but her eyes were frighteningly bright... and she just sighed softly.
She didn't say anything, a hint of helplessness flashing across her eyes. The next second, she slowly pulled out a pack of napkins from her pajamas pocket, pulled out one, and carefully wiped the mixture of blood and tears from Su Mohui's face, as if she were polishing precious porcelain: "You... hate me very much, right?"