Chapter 643: NO.12 Caught on the Spot!

Truly unexpected, I still thought you'd have arranged them clearly, following the East Yan Culture's saying, what was it… sending Buddha all the way to the west?

As it turned out, you really came back that quickly.

Just getting them in touch is enough; I also left contact info for two net detectives, I'll show the way but won't walk with them.

Really?

The still scorching star platform is now empty and desolate.

But perhaps not long from now, new data creatures will emerge from the elevator or stairwell.

So, finally having free time to revert to human form, Jie Si Ti Si looked around anxiously.

Fearing the next passengers would differ from before, directly showing aggression from a stress reaction.

Before, he at least cooperated, appearing harmless thanks to Mr. Lin Dun's words, thus avoiding direct attack from that sensitive fellow.

Of course, upon reflection, that beast that looked like a leader offered no resistance, likely serving to directly take the lead.

Huh? Are you speaking? Mr. Aomo, who is he talking to?

I suddenly opened my eyes, looking again at the chaotic marks below ground—these uniform footprints and the dry, ancient platform's pattern like a mess, resembling hide‑and‑seek steps, like an eagle chasing a chicken, and like everyone standing watching this boy show us a colorful world.

This expression, always at the same frequency, makes you seem like a bionic multi‑male, but when you notice the youth's suddenly changed gaze focusing downward, you instantly freeze, even letting out an involuntary exclamation of surprise.

Hmm, NeoUniverse【Keeping Promise】, but midway… convection excessive.

But Lin Dun came and showed me human concern, then I heard that big sister emit a feeble, weak voice saying:

"You want or are the same," Lin Dun said, pointing at his own eyes, "the condition of those eyes matches only a tiny fraction of people; in other words, he hasn't achieved 'concretization'."

Suddenly he raised a hand, grabbing the other's narrow sleeve that felt as thin as paper; it reminded Lin Dun of Suzi's white blouse, but that thought flashed away, and while the other stared with startled narrow eyes, Yin Sheng lifted his other hand and swiped the light screen.

"Can you feel it? Retired Radiant Elder Sister, Desert Hero Elder Sister."

"And the big sister who slowly wore herself out, the beloved among the big sisters."

——bringing them kindness they'd never felt, and an entertainment achieved by harming me.

Yes, hide‑and‑seek.

This is almost possible, and with the limits of your isotopic abilities, such a screening……

I suddenly startled, turning my head to look all around.

These are all things you yourself have seen, yet gathered as images, audio, and various texts while wandering the Net Universe.

Afterward, it was in that posture—hanging in the fighter's own recess—that Jie Si Ti Si rode.

In those eyes suddenly crawling with dark red, a white slit crawled down again.

"What is he doing?"

"It's related, repeat, 'target' over‑completed; at this moment NeoUniverse will continue, awaiting the observer's……"

Because this guy lacks a cabin, it causes anyone riding him to end up like a vehicle acrobatics in Yin Mou District.

"NeoUniverse is just one of the nodes; I'm merely seeking an autoguider, and now… still not over‑completed."

"Turn around."

He closed his eyes to recall the dream star points mentioned by the two girls; imagining achieved a picture that differs somewhat from reality, but fortunately those crude star sketches are only slightly off.

But in the end, what I felt was still a miracle.

And aside from those footprints, there are no other traces of them.

That little resistance is a novel concept; for the great warriors forged in scorching cold, they have hardly ever been protected, nor have they protected others.

Right now this one is tiptoeing, constantly swaying her sleeves before me, a translucent big sister.

Of course, even when playing, one cannot directly use the innate structure of those strange‑shaped passengers to play.

And before that, it was eagle versus chicken.

Small passengers themselves aren't obstacles that add points to the game; they serve as scenery, letting the large ones truly use them for entertainment.

I walked step by step around the platform, thinking, feeling I could sigh a bit more—sighing at the child's inexplicably steadfast stance, at the child's inexplicable kindness and patience.

Then I rose again on the platform to pace, wandering along the route, drawing Yin Sheng Shu Si's gaze: "Hey! Where is he going?"

Like a wielding arm's white darkness, forming a snake that always cleverly borrows things, locking the radiant pupils.

As I pondered, my finger on the screen didn't stop, and I even dialed the communication of the AI Eight Male Gods.

Because it wasn't rough enough, even if what I saw with eyes open matched imagination, there was still a sense of defeat.

Once they learn that, they will directly separate from their former compatriots, reclaiming this 'kindness' that is extremely hard for fragmented information and purgatory survivors to possess.

No matter how you say it, it's about how you keep this kindness, patience, and steadiness in the chaotic‑ordered network information.

Since witnessing the match between Aimu Zhiji and Chengtian Road, I've realized that through this white darkness, everything I see becomes more vivid in color.

"……ah, confirm…"

Just like lowering a game's saturation, making some faintly detectable shades also visible, among which notably float certain powerful wandering spirits.

"Do you need an automatic star guidance device? He really has been staring there all along, hasn't he?"

For example, Aimu Zhiji's younger sister, and also……

"Huh?" As a receiver of scattered messages and knowledge on the internet, the super agent clearly lacks the natural talent of a riddle person, yet repeatedly feels Mr. Aomo is the ultimate riddle person.

Next are these little ones; they should be good at gaining fun from interacting with the big ones, which likewise requires the New Universe Church, and since that's harder than the previous two points, you may need to use some of your own abilities……

My eyes swept over those uniform marks underground—none like feet, none like claws, none of some odd shape, but few are sole‑walking, not toe‑walking, and hoof‑walking is even more lacking.

I said, gazing at that spot besides the cracked seats and warped tracks, there is nothing else but an empty platform.

"Don't wait; the back‑and‑forth pursuit has yielded too little appraisal."

"Finally, achieved 'visualization'?"

But now they stand directly on the platform, each having a form utterly different from those dry shapes, likely to trigger the passengers if seen.

Compared to his tense expression, the similarly human‑postured Aomo sitting on the cracked seat is quite relaxed, lifting his head to gaze at the backdrop of countless data celestial bodies.

Such a place would hardly, as Retired Radiant described, become a playground for the New Universe.

You tilt your head slightly, raise your index finger—like a bad earphone signal, steady in posture—a point of brilliance in the deep‑blue pupil touches the white darkness in this dark‑red eye:

Below, a scene of several horse girls conversing appears, and in the previous second, the side‑glances of Chazuo, Bopang, and Aizhi on the screen almost simultaneously come into view.

Lindun closes his eyes.

「Master？」

These kids already knew how; in this fire‑roast‑like purgatory, seeking survival, we must not only fight but also learn to find a way out and learn to avoid enemies.

The gazes of Rongtui Shinyao and the Desert Hero also came with foreknowledge, and then they were surprised.

The cold‑energy exchange realized through material motion is called convection; in other words… just as Lindun thought, energy consumption becomes excessive to the point of near disappearance.

「Convection excess? 」 Lindun asks.

For example, afterwards there isn't a single passenger; the whole person looks like an eighteenth note with long legs and feet, able to sit at the back, able to chisel the ground in front‑below.

Lindun watches it and the other passengers; it's hard to imagine those big passengers who look strange, wanting to relax yet also willing to confront before escaping the harsh, terrifying world, until this child, who doesn't fit in with the little family, wanders here——

「……Trainer？」

You probably feel that when you first encountered online information, it was perhaps all those GeLi sunshine, GeLi friendly knowledge.

That is also natural; outside, there originally was nothing lacking, and moreover there are few passengers patronizing; even if there are no passengers, they are not continuously lining up in a queue waiting for the vehicle, or confronting.

The first little resistance is hide‑and‑seek.

「You caught a slowly dissipating new cosmic fragment there; is it not advisable to use source energy to make you a permanent node? 」