[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-a-player-beyond-dimensions":3,"chapter-a-player-beyond-dimensions-a-player-beyond-dimensions-chapter-127":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","A Player Beyond Dimensions",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2255093,4399,"Chapter 127","a-player-beyond-dimensions-chapter-127",127,"\u003Cp>Deng Ken dreamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, since his transmigration, he had hardly dreamed at all—even his journey to Asgard’s Hall of Heroes was not a dream, but his soul leaving his body to enter a realm beyond reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now he was dreaming, and not from the god’s-eye view of a dimensional space; he entered this grand dream through first-person perspective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long heavenly staircase appeared before Deng Ken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the stairs of the Hall of Heroes, this heavenly staircase seemed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Feiyang, are you okay?” Qianqian lifted her head from his arms, gently stroking his cheek as she asked with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Fu Yan’s first time doing someone a favor; he didn’t understand the depths of it, but he didn’t mind—he didn’t need to hoard too much money, and it was better to give more to those who treated him well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After watching the Special Task Force vanish from sight, Fang Jiren and Fang Lusheng turned and walked toward the county town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandpa, who destroyed something in the Fang family?” Fang Luqing walked into the living room carrying a tray with two bowls of wonton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did the audience fully snap back to reality, recalling the explosive divine melody they had just heard, each face filled with lingering delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Tony was a reasonable man, Lin Xuan simply laid out his purpose bluntly—he didn’t want to beat around the bush; he came here to “step on” people, and if he truly wanted to be an artist, he would go straight to his own YN.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He urgently mobilized his brain cells, thoughts racing rapidly—each idea arose only to be rejected, each new thought instantly replaced by another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, the moment he heard Meng Lu say that the tattoo on her back might one day overshadow her, he already felt the matter was serious and began to get a headache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this, the old man awkwardly explained, “Hehe, all good news!”—perhaps trying to comfort Lin Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the boss finished shouting, Chen Guangjun’s voice came from beside him—there was a tremor in it, clearly indicating the speaker was now tense, even fearful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I’ve already taken three pills. Besides, eating too many Jade Dew Pills isn’t good for the body.” Dingdong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately, Tang Jin had been spending all his time with Liang Xiaoying, afraid his love index with Chen Bingwen would drop further; this afternoon, he hurried to Fuhai University of Science and Technology to find her—but this time, when he entered the campus gate, the security guard didn’t ask for his student ID.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the spaceship, far off, they saw a pitch-black planet. Around it, black currents constantly radiated, filling anyone who looked with revulsion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two arrived at Ye Hongling’s office, where two middle-aged men in their forties were engaged in heated discussion. Ye Hongling introduced the three to each other—the two were City Bureau criminal investigation experts Wu Song and Jiang Fengshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old man with white hair slammed his cane hard, tears clouding his eyes as they streamed down his wrinkled cheeks, accompanied by a mocking sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan was sound, but as the saying goes, heaven’s weather is unpredictable. Gela Han himself had no confidence—if he failed, not only would he fail to devour this Qin army unit, but the Qin forces might escape. The thought of “escape” struck him suddenly—he burst into loud laughter, his face radiant with delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Qing could even hear his own breathing; his body trembled uncontrollably with tension, his mind replaying the eerie knocking sound—who could possibly be knocking at this hour? His cousin? No, not him—would someone stay up late at night just to scare him for fun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he following the other? How could he suddenly vanish? Could it be…? Lanlan glanced at Cui Huimin beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for how He Laosan had carried her up onto the wall and then jumped down to the ground, Mu Zhen truly didn’t understand—she only knew he leaped lightly, and suddenly she was flying with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lanlan and Feng Mo saw these slackers, some chewing betel nut, and frowned. Without saying a word, these were the new batch of controllers. The previous Thunderbird squad’s controllers were already fully staffed; most of these people were operators from Sentinel and Tsunami.\u003C\u002Fp>",710,"2026-06-19T13:13:01.402Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","500b6792963b3f50e02f239b45eca665ba0e65a3a59b8ef84ab520b37a1932f7","a-player-beyond-dimensions-chapter-128","a-player-beyond-dimensions-chapter-126",195,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-player-beyond-dimensions-cover.jpg"]