Chapter 1419: 469. Feeling Tampered_2
“Winter Melon and Kelp have been following me for more than a year, and I’ve come to understand their personalities and way of speaking quite well. They play the roles of comic and straight man with each other, often bantering back and forth, and just like that, the topic of conversation gets twisted. In the past, if Winter Melon asked me a question but I didn’t want to answer, Kelp would surely chime in from the side. But now…”
Cucumber Slice’s voice gradually tapered off. The bleak scenes in his mind left him at a loss for words.
Noland Lee thought for a moment and simply asked the other party to pull up the chat system, so he could read through the chat logs himself.
After arriving at the crystal ground outside, Cucumber Slice didn’t want the 12 players in his team to know the content of his conversations with Winter Melon and Kelp, so he had always been using a chat group to communicate.
There were no deletions or edits in his chat history with Winter Melon and Kelp.
Reviewing the recent chat logs through Cucumber Slice’s chat system, Noland Lee immediately formed some speculations.
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Those who have experienced death and rebirth know that after being resurrected over and over, one’s spirit inevitably becomes exhausted.
But looking at Winter Melon and Kelp, they were still bantering in the chat group as if they were always in a lively and optimistic state.
This kind of spirited conversation is only possible between two individuals whose spirits are high, which contradicts the current situations of Winter Melon and Kelp.
Noland Lee continued scrolling through the chat logs and noticed that Winter Melon had asked Cucumber Slice about insider information several times.
Just as Cucumber Slice described, before getting GM’s authorization, Cucumber Slice chose to keep silent or to casually come up with some evasive reply.
Winter Melon kept asking to no avail, but he never gave up.
At the same time, whenever he asked a question, Kelp, who was supposed to help with the conversation, chose silence, as if waiting for Cucumber Slice to give a direct answer.
This indicated that there might be some issues with Winter Melon and Kelp.
To be cautious, Noland Lee diverted part of his consciousness to sense the figures outside the ritual array.
He accurately located the Assassin Angel’s avatar guarding the array through the soul connection with the Assassin Angel.
“I have some situations here…”
Noland Lee relayed the anomalies with Winter Melon and Kelp to the Assassin Angel, the Command Plane’s Core, and Senati.
The three extraordinary beings, after a brief consultation, decided to abandon the rescue of Winter Melon and Kelp, and immediately erase their bodies to stamp out elements of instability.
As for Cucumber Slice…
It would depend on his own luck.
If he’s lucky, he could make it back to the “reality” planetosphere without any mutations during the escape.
If not, then Noland Lee could only apologize.
Of course, he would do his best since Cucumber Slice was in such a predicament for helping him.
After waiting quietly near Cucumber Slice for a while, two white flashes of light appeared in the distant starry sky, rapidly approaching.
The two white flashes moved along the silvery threads linking the planetospheres and were visibly closing in on Cucumber Slice, clearly headed for him.
Cucumber Slice posted a message in the group to inquire and received an affirmative response, and then he said:
“Big guy, it’s confirmed, the two approaching lights are Winter Melon and Kelp… how do we leave this place?”
“Shh, don’t speak just yet,” Noland Lee signaled for Cucumber Slice to stay quiet.
Cucumber Slice clamped his mouth shut, turning mute, his gaze intently fixed on the approaching white flashes.
At this moment, Noland Lee noted a shortcoming in consciousness traversal.
He was incapable of using his consciousness to launch an attack or trigger the Passive Deconstruction in Winter Melon and Kelp, leaving him to rely purely on observation to identify them.
The white flashes grew closer and detached from the silvery thread near Cucumber Slice, hovering in front of him.
The White Light dissipated, revealing two figures brimming with enthusiasm.
“Boss, we’re here!”
“Hurry, hurry, when can we get out? I’m so sick of this place!”
Winter Melon and Kelp hurried Cucumber Slice in the chat group with voice messages.
Cucumber Slice looked weary, clearly more haggard than Winter Melon and Kelp.
Compared to Winter Melon and Kelp’s high spirits, Cucumber Slice’s demeanor was normal.
If by now Cucumber Slice hadn’t realized that something was off, it would indeed be a waste of his experiences over the years.
He squeezed out a grim smile on his weary face and said:
“Just a little longer, just wait a bit longer.”
Cucumber Slice diverted the topic as he had done before. The three of them engaged in awkward conversation under the starry sky, with Winter Melon and Kelp pretending to be lively in a vain attempt to set the mood.
Noland Lee silently observed from the side.
As time ticked away, a barely perceptible malice began to mix with the jocular expressions on the faces of Winter Melon and Kelp.
Even without Noland Lee’s reminder, Cucumber Slice felt that there was something wrong with Winter Melon and Kelp’s smiles.
“Big guy, what should we do…” Cucumber Slice maintained a calm exchange with Winter Melon and Kelp outwardly, but inside he was panicking.
While Noland Lee helped Cucumber Slice handle the two, he figured out a way to Passively Deconstruct them, and now he had just finished preparing.
“Keep them steady, don’t let them see any flaws,” Noland Lee instructed Cucumber Slice internally while receiving the “Player Control” sent from Command.
The players’ true selves were not the Soul Constructs acting as game characters but the Souls carrying the Game System.
Obtaining the “Player Control” meant that he now had control over a player’s Game System and Soul.