Chapter 1274: 410. Game Pollution_2
No wonder those six Senior Dark Priests were so urgently inspecting the Drone Mother Ship; it turns out it was to deal with the situation above…
After carefully reading the content in the journal, Noland Lee quietly abandoned his plan to destroy the dock now.
He wanted to use that shuttle to locate the main camp of the Dark Divine Cult.
Only by acting in this manner could he deploy the Spell Marks, wrapped by the “Veil of Different Worlds,” into the enemy’s lair.
From now on, whatever schemes the Dark Divine Cult plotted, they could never escape Noland Lee’s sight.
Similarly, Noland Lee also planned to deploy Spell Marks to the Angel Enterprises Alliance and the Metal Creation Group, to smooth his path for future endeavors.
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At that thought, Noland Lee quietly stood in the corridor, waiting for the shuttle to arrive.
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In a blink, 20 hours passed in meditation.
A significant magnetic field disturbance emerged on the surface.
A shuttle with a droplet appearance arrived at this location through quantum leap.
Prepared Dark Priests opened the docks’ entrance, allowing the shuttle to enter and steadily stop.
Something with a strange shape floated down from the shuttle.
It was a skull sealed in an inverted U-shaped water tank, devoid of scalp, with metallic Soft Tubes connecting it to the base of the water tank.
The water tank achieved levitation through the anti-gravity module on the base, and used micro turbines for propulsion.
This was a clone of a Special Dark Priest, not the person himself.
As quantum leaps significantly consume the lifespan of passengers, humans capable of using clones for actions generally do not leap using their real bodies but send their clones instead.
Through mind synchronization with the clone, the original, located many light-years away, could perceive the surroundings of the clone almost without delay.
This was the black technology within the Dark Divine Cult.
The Special Dark Priest exchanged brief communications with the Dark Priests inside the dock, walked around, and checked the system backend logs.
After completing routine work, the Special Dark Priest floated back to the ship and piloted the shuttle away.
Noland Lee acted swiftly, placing hundreds of Spell Marks on the shuttle.
The quantum leap engine of the shuttle activated, and the Magic Vision provided by the Spell Marks burst into multicolored lights, which were the visual effects of the quantum leap channel.
“Shooo—”
The shuttle turned into a phantom and rushed into the tunnel-like quantum leap channel.
After going through a leap lasting more than a minute, the shuttle arrived at a galaxy far, far away from Noland Lee.
The cosmic background of this galaxy was dark red, and the celestial bodies floating in the starry sky were black circular silhouettes, looking extraordinarily eerie.
A massive black space station hovered next to a gigantic gaseous planet.
The shuttle slowly drove into the space station and docked in the dock.
Noland Lee sensed his surroundings.
Even though his Spell Marks were many light-years away from him, he experienced no sensation of delay.
He outright released tens of thousands of Spell Marks protected by the “Veil of Different Worlds,” encompassing the entire space station within his perceptual range.
“Is this… Is this the prison built by the Dark Divine Cult in space?”
Noland Lee frowned, staring strangely at the Magic Vision in his mind.
He saw many cells sealed by heavy sluice gates.
The creatures being tortured by figures in black robes in the cells were diverse, not only beautiful human females but also bizarre-looking humanoid cosmic creatures.
“Where did the Dark Divine Cult find so many different kinds of creatures? This place is like a museum of cosmic creatures…”
While Noland Lee listened to the wails coming from the cells, he toured the entire space station.
“Ah~~ Ah~~~”
“Cough cough cough cough—”
“Kill me, just kill me—”
“I can’t take it anymore—spare me—”
With the help of “Universal Communication Technique,” Noland Lee clearly heard the content of the wails.
A somewhat familiar voice floated out from a cell around the corner, shaking Noland Lee!
“Ah!!~~~~”
“How could it hurt so much? I set the Pain Coefficient to 10%, didn’t I? Turn it off, hurry and turn off the Pain Coefficient!”
Wasn’t this the voice of someone who regularly drank bitter gourd juice?
Noland Lee’s eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost!
A spell mark was thrown by him, followed immediately by a “Mind View”.
As Magic Vision unfolded, Noland Lee was astounded to see the game character who often drank bitter gourd juice!
The guy was raving madly, ranting about “crappy game,” “trash system,” and “I want to complain”.
Noland Lee pressed his hand to his forehead, his mind filled with question marks.
Isn’t this… a mistake?
Wasn’t the frequent bitter gourd juice drinker confined by the Golden Dragon in the Sky on the Scorpion missile battleship and then annihilated along with the ship by the Magic Snake?
Normally, he should’ve respawned in a space station near Lisom.
So why did he appear here???
Noland Lee felt as though he were experiencing a weird illusion of the universe, as though he had encountered an unsolved mystery of the cosmos.
What followed was even more bizarre.
The frequent bitter gourd juice drinker actually revealed the game’s secrets to the Dark Divine Cult!
And those two Black Robe figures, as if they understood the language of the bitter gourd juice drinker, accepted his answer and then stopped the execution.
The language of the player’s native world had been deciphered by the Dark Divine Cult!
This was the first thought in Noland Lee’s mind!
Whether through magic or conventional unknown language research methods, the Dark Divine Cult had mastered the language of the player’s native world!
Noland Lee became grim instantly.
Another chilling scene played out immediately.
Frequent bitter gourd juice drinker was forcibly fed a black bug, and he muttered in horror:
“What kind of bug is this, how did it get inside the game interface…”
Noland Lee was slightly dazed for two seconds, then suddenly realized that the Dark Divine Cult had extended their evil claws to the game itself.
“This is unbelievable. Is the Dark Divine Cult corrupting the game? How are they achieving all this?”
Noland Lee was filled with astonishment.
An unexpected yet logical line of System Text appeared in Noland Lee’s mind.
[You have triggered an urgent task from the “Starry Sea” game.]
[Task Name: Clear the “Black Bug” virus]
[Task Details:]
[With the help of the Dark Book, the Dark Divine Cult has decoded part of the source code of the “Starry Sea” game.]
[When a player deletes an existing character, the Dark Divine Cult can capture the character deleted by the player using a mysterious ceremony.]
[When the player logs into the game again, they will appear inside the body of the character that was supposed to be deleted, rather than logging into a new character.]
[Through this method, the Dark Divine Cult illegally imprisons players, forcing them to take on the hidden occupation of ‘Junior Dark Priest,’ intending to corrupt this game.]
[Before the game’s source code is perfected, you must prevent the Dark Divine Cult’s corrupt activities as much as possible.]
[For this, the “Starry Sea” game has activated the “report function” for you. Players you report as illegal will be banned by the game.]
[Task Reward: After the source code is repaired, you will receive a mysterious gift from the Order Plane’s Core.] noveldrama
[Task Punishment: None.]
The game’s source code had been corrupted…
Noland Lee knew what this meant.
If the situation was not controlled, the game rules of the “Starry Sea” might be manipulated by the Dark Divine Cult.
For instance, by issuing tasks to players, the Dark Divine Cult could incite internal strife among players, or even drive players to commit killings.
What are players?
Isn’t it just a bunch of creatures who are willing to do anything after seeing a benefit?
For them, so-called killings, as long as they are viewed through a “reward obtainable” cognitive filter, would seem justifiable.
To prevent a catastrophe, Noland Lee had to do something.
But… how to stop the corrupt activities of the Dark Divine Cult?
Besides witnessing the frequent bitter gourd juice drinker being forcibly initiated as ‘Junior Dark Priest’ in front of him, Noland Lee had no idea how many players had faced the same fate.
Not to mention specifically finding these players and reporting them to the “Starry Sea” game.
“Hiss… let me think. After game maintenance, players will log back on. By then, there will surely be a multitude of players flocking to Lisom-13.”
Noland Lee pondered, his gaze flickering:
“Perhaps, I can use the task distribution to uncover those players contaminated by the Dark Divine Cult…”