Awakening in Reality
"They're awake! Some people in their group are starting to wake up!"
The experts in the hall erupted in an uproar, and the atmosphere instantly became abuzz with excitement!
Seeing the obvious fluctuations in the curves displayed on the instruments, the experts who had spent a whole day waiting here because of the "abnormal timeout" felt a sense of relief.
A large number of internal communications within the room became active, and responsible personnel also rushed over quickly.
Especially seeing the slight, unconscious movements in the muscles of the people inside the cabin, based on the previous one or two experiences, this should be a sign that they are about to "go offline" and wake up!
Sure enough, a dozen seconds later, as the cover on the hull automatically popped open, the first person slowly opened his eyes.
—With a somewhat sluggish response.
"Xiao Tang, you're awake. How are you feeling? Are you still conscious?"
I noticed the other person's unusual reaction—blinking repeatedly and seeming somewhat sluggish.
The doctor in the white coat next to him was also slightly taken aback. He then asked Tang Yuyang how he felt and picked up a small flashlight, probably to check the pupil's light reflex.
"Oh, no need. I'm just a little dazed; I haven't fully come to my senses yet."
He answered in a muffled voice, and with the help of the people around him, he removed some connecting pieces from his head to his body one by one. Once he had regained his "freedom", Tang Yuyang shook his head vigorously.
In just over ten seconds, with the help of his own breathing, although some discomfort remained, he basically regained consciousness.
"What happened inside? You were unconscious for a whole day this time, which is completely different from the previous two times when you were only unconscious for a few hours."
Judging from Tang Yuyang's current speech and expression, he seemed to have returned to normal. An elderly expert next to him, who still had a communication device around his neck, couldn't wait to ask a question.
"Well, that's a long story. To be honest, I'm still a little dizzy right now—"
After thinking carefully for several seconds, Tang Yuyang finally raised one finger, still looking somewhat dazed.
"But to put it simply, you just said we were unconscious for a day, but based on my personal perception and even my memory, I think I probably spent a month inside this time."
"You mean, your perception of time has been reduced to a ratio of 1:30?"
The old man's face twitched, showing a hint of surprise.
"My God—thirty times the information density, that Main God —no, wait, how can your brains handle this?"
"Don't even mention it, a whole bunch of impressions are popping into my head, I'm still a little dizzy—for more detailed, theoretical stuff, we'll need experienced seniors like you to review it. I only have an ordinary university degree, I don't really understand this."
He smiled sheepishly, noticing that the indicator lights on the sleep pods of his companions were gradually changing from blue, representing sleep, to green, indicating wakefulness. Tang Yuyang was about to say something when he suddenly paused, startled!
Then his expression quickly changed.
"No! That's not right. We can discuss those later. I have some important information about the inside that I need to report immediately!"
He had clearly discerned some crucial element from the vast amount of information in his mind.
"This situation is quite unusual! It seems the rules of the Main God have changed! Also, we need to investigate a special individual immediately!"
"Quick! We need to hurry! I don't know his real name! I only know that he's called Chen Jingqiu in the Mission World, but I can still roughly remember what he looks like!"
Seeing his drastic change in expression, the people around him also reacted with remarkable alertness.
"Understood! Someone, quickly arrange for the human portrait simulation team! Prepare to begin the access process immediately!"
What a huge dream!
In a large estate outside Dussel, someone is waking up from their bed.
After confirming that he was alright, the medical staff who had been maintaining constant medical monitoring around him finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After a brief rest and waking up, and after putting on the loose-fitting long coat brought by the servant, the light blond-haired, blue-eyed man, who was at most in his early thirties or forties, picked up the red wine on the tray and walked to the window.
Looking at the flocks of grey and white birds flying over the lake not far away, he drank the wine in his glass in one gulp!
Then, with a loud bang, the glass was smashed to pieces on the floor!
The butler, dressed in a tuxedo, subtly waved his hand, and a servant silently bowed and entered to clean up the scattered shards, lest they further disturb the masters' mood.
"Once those bodyguards wake up, make sure they come to see me immediately, especially Sandit!"
The white man, who was using the alias "Oliver" in the Mission World, was clearly in a very unpleasant mood at this moment.
"Using the same anonymous account as last time, transfer another sum of money, totaling seventy-eight million."
"Also, if possible, try to find some experts to continue investigating the flow of funds in this account. I need more specific user information, not just some regional bank information!"
Raising prices on the spot is not a big problem for these traditional wealthy people.
After all, they may not have much else, but they certainly don't lack money.
But when even the "pay more" approach eventually stops working and is completely excluded, such a development is very unpleasant.
Unfortunately, in the previous Mission World, Oliver encountered very few people he could bribe, and even fewer users of the same skin color as him.
This rendered many of the proposed solutions useless wishful thinking.
"Foolish fools—you will regret your disrespect."
Casually tossing a crisp fruit into his mouth, letting the red juice burst open, a hint of malice flashed in the eyes of this wealthy and powerful man.
The jaw muscles, especially those used for biting, were pulling and tugging violently—as if they were forcefully chewing on someone's flesh.
It was as if I was gradually sensing his emotions.
Several striped snakes, each nearly as thick as an adult's arm, slithered silently through the shade of the trees and eventually gathered in front of the window. They arched their bodies but did not attack; instead, they hissed at the figure.
For some reason, those amber eyes held the same chilling intent as the person staring back at them from the window!
Seeing this, the male and female butlers exchanged a subtle glance and then silently took a few steps back.
Only the tall, bony housekeeper pressed the signal device on her lapel.
In less than a minute, a tall man wearing thick protective clothing, carrying a metal container, walked from a distance outside to a spot near the window, lifted the camouflage cover on the ground, opened one of the adjustable restraint frames, large enough to hold several people, and poured the still wriggling "thing" from the container into it!
Those were large numbers of live snakes, at most two or three fingers wide!
A hissing sound rang out from the frame, and the snakes, their bodies adorned with dark brown or yellowish stripes, seemed to receive a silent command. They swiftly turned, their bodies slithering across the frame, and suddenly sprang up from the rough outer wall, plunging inside.
In those pairs of amber vertical pupils, there was not a trace of impurity, only a pure, unadulterated appetite for what they called their "kind."
As snake blood splattered, dark red stains quickly appeared on the metal walls!
A severed piece of carcass, torn apart by the struggle between two "giant mouths," still writhed wildly as if alive, before being dragged into the shadows by a new predator.
The hissing and sizzling of scales blended together, and a thick, fishy stench gradually filled the air.
The owner of the manor, a newly initiated "wild Druid Apprentice," simply watched the scene calmly from beginning to end.
As he watched, a slight smile even appeared on his lips.