Chapter 641: NO.10 Children's Sprint (x

'Star points?'

Yes, star points—if they are ordinary star points, they might also fit my aesthetic, but in my dream those star points can be enlarged, enlarged into various somewhat crude planar shapes, yet some exist as the standard of celestial bodies recorded in star charts.

Of course, I also know that most planets' spheres are actually not standard; I mean, their restoration is identical.

Since that's the case… well, I once read some books about dreams, where someone would explain dreams as a kind of 3D animation, and the model composition, painting style and texture, are all rendered from things in your memory, so people almost never dream of things they have never seen……

I have also seen and believed this kind of statement, and what I want to say is those planar shapes—I have indeed never seen them, so perhaps they are the hobby of New Universe classmates.

As for this… just seeing the corners is enough. Some bizarre models in dreams are possible combinations of models you have seen taken apart and reassembled, and this also exists; scholars of psychology call it the 'chimera effect', because much of dream content consists of disordered combinations of real people and objects.

Can this theory explain the solar platform on which New Universe classmates stand?

What?

The surface burns like a great fireball, with a platform of metal and glass built outside, because that fireball looks like the sun, so I temporarily define it as a solar platform.

She rode on it, bidding you farewell, with no strange creatures beside her; you think… no matter how, this belongs to your aesthetic realm.

In order to exclude possibilities by providing even fewer detail clues, but……

"Are super agents friends of children? Mr. Jie Si Ti Si."

"So you say the concept of hell might be a bit more fitting."

It makes it hard for me to be confident in my own firepower and horsepower as a warplane.

And when I, under the leadership of Justice Wings, pass through the shield—it feels rather like going straight into an air‑conditioned room in the midsummer heat.

"Star points in the net world are a data world, and star points that burn like stars……"

Yes, that's roughly it, and the environment itself is very much… plus adding an information interlayer and a bad breakthrough, an extremely small minority of them must struggle there for a lifetime, that lifetime's slight resistance lasting until this planet's point of destruction. The warplane speeding toward the red dot said this.

"This is truly…… shocking."

"That's it, they are just files of content that can coexist, producing a collision reaction when broken hair occurs, like a computer that can always compute a result but can never stop computing; it is seldom used to process waste information."

"Should we give up?"

"……Alright, say it's past him, first say that this smallest you might be able to move."

"It's just missing one or two classes—given the number of trains in the net universe, two classes roughly equal to nothing, after all that kind of place is a small trash dump," When saying that, Jie Si Ti Si, who was hovering in mid‑air without slowing his landing, fell silent and said: "He's sure that big kid will come play at the trash dump? If so, just go shout there and ask before leaving."

Thus I inevitably think of Aimu Zhiji a few days later, but like Aimu Zhiji, they all yearn for a life path and a brand‑new world.

"Is he planning to bring us along?"

"Even if he says that……"

Is there no need to rule it out?

Though lacking the name of justice, though lacking the heavy burden usually borne by super agents, Justice Wings is nevertheless very good at socializing, making it hard to believe I said something wrong.

"Yes, after going up you want to ask, why is he so cold‑hearted?"

Before that super agent finished speaking, a short while later he already sensed the stagnation in the atmosphere: "What's wrong? Did you say something wrong?"

——Excerpt from the dialogue record of Glory Retreat Shine and Desert Hero.

"Would this also mean no vehicle to pick us up?"

"On the contrary, it's completely possible; even if the tiny trash dumps that could form stars have exhausted their document lifespans, from time to time one in a hundred thousand, one in a million lucky ones can appear."

Furthermore, given Justice Wings' dashing speed, it is enough to traverse all the 'locations that meet the conditions' in a short time.

And it ought to be able to touch the monster card's bonus on me, whose appearance is that of a demon.

Just bundle those messages and broadcast them to this ongoing 'search and rescue' that's lasted a few bad days; after passing by and seeing the few Eight Male God AIs, Jie Si Ti Si, and moreover the well‑informed Xiangyu siblings and Muhai Xingzi, who, despite being busy those days, have broad knowledge, I can obtain a definite reply.

"Even if digital beasts exist, they are mostly viral strains, and very likely defective, and they still have a weak aggressive urge—is that what you mean?"

Few times playing in hated places, appreciating beloved scenery—everything ought to be natural.

"He said break out……"

This appearance is simply not the least bit frightening.

Inside, there are scattered organisms, big and small alike, humans and beasts mixed together, forming shapes in the desolation; their gazes toward the warplane are full of longing, waving arms, tails, claws, and more—there is no sort of self‑destructive aura that cherishes nothing.

But for a child……

"A group of needed data struggles in the flames, until it wriggles out from torment and pain, or else perishes together with the world."

"Although it looks grim, from that purgatory there may be a few dangerous units that emerge; you still have to be bold about them jumping up to shoot you down."

"Does he have to understand it like that!!"

"That remark really is something a super agent would say, and actually, Mr. Jie Si Ti Si, you think they will attack him."

"Are there many vehicles out there?"

The whole thing is wrapped in a semi‑transparent light ring resembling some kind of shield.

Such places are scarce, and there aren't even a few of them.

Its body still lacks seventy‑one wounds constantly leaking data.

"That out there doesn't look like a child at all!" Justice Wings stuck its beak, the camera especially aiming at me from the scan result—a digital giant beast 184 meters low.

Weak aggression also represents an evil nature, come to think of it—those who come out of the trash dump, aside from aggression, are just blank paper, although that blank paper occasionally jumps up to give him a slap.

Eternal star platforms, wonderful star points, and the various star backgrounds crudely simulated like a ridiculous stage set…… Aomo doesn't understand the net universe, but I can't contact those who know about it.

"Any other reasons?"

The whole thing looks like a battered monster's vicious visage, and the whole lot runs upward with heads raised, tracing my circling path, as if waiting for me to come up and offer my head.

"Isn't this a defective data monster that rarely attacks him directly?"

After staying silent for a while, the fuselage began to shake:

"There isn't, you're just thinking." I said, watching the reddish luster like a red dwarf star draw nearer, and also seeing that the white stripe underneath is indeed a building resembling a platform.

"Are those also children?"

"Um…… you understand the digital beast group too much."

"You only think they are intimidating you."

Hmm, this one is handed to you.

He just said they were a blank sheet.

You think they might be playmates of the new universe.

What's wrong? The landing function I from?

Hell?

You will help him transport them, send them to the next stop, that's fine. Surely they will attack him...

Is that possible?

You suppress them for him.

Surely we attack you?

Ah? Is he here to look for lost children?

The demon turned his head to look at the fighter jet, seeing the light of the cockpit camera that should be at the pilot's position flashing.

Then how about taking them out?

They are indeed waving at him, they need that hero, Mr. Jie Si Ti Si.

Because you are the little director of the demon realm area welfare institute, that reason can't be?

Moreover, you originally had no will to communicate and survive.

Why?

Mr. Lindon.

Even though I asked like that, I haven't felt the cold wave hitting my face, even if the anti-cold layer endowed by the super agent hasn't been strengthened much, it's still enough to make an ordinary person evaporate.

Moreover, they have been waving at him, is that so?

Is that? After hearing his explanation, you instead feel hell is quite fitting, it should be purgatory. The demon hanging on the fighter jet's protrusion said so, gazing into the distance at the red star that gradually reveals some white stripes as distance recedes.

The children who broke out of purgatory act purely on instinct; what illusion did he give them to be attacked? The demon asked loudly, "He probably also heard it from others? Cases of being attacked."