Chapter 245

A few hours later, when Frank was a bit bored, Wong held a pile of materials and sat opposite Frank with a heavy face.

Looking at Wong like this, Frank had a bad premonition in his heart. "Johnson... something happened..."

Wong nodded, and then hurried to comfort. "Don't worry too much, he is still alive. Let's talk about the problems of that world first."

Frank took a deep breath, adjusted his state of mind, and at the same time looked at his template. The level 21 evaluation gave him not small confidence.

After the holy light belonging to Frank appeared, all past experiences became the nourishment for his strength growth. In the state of deep meditation with this double "experience" bonus for so long, Frank had directly risen to level 21.

"I just asked the Supreme Sorcerer for advice and obtained some information about that world. First of all, we cannot descend into that world for the time being, because the time flow rate of that world is too different from ours." Wong said.

"How big is it?"

"Now that world has passed 300 years." Wong continued. "Now the accelerating river of time is slowing down, but in a short time, we still cannot enter the planet."

"So... is there any solution?" Frank maintained his composure.

"We can enter the side of that world, a super-large Strange Tale collection called the Backrooms." Wong said and placed the original information of the Backrooms in front of Frank.

The Backrooms is the definition of the people who entered the Backrooms of that world themselves, a space that exists relative to the "Frontrooms" of the real world.

Because of the merged Strange Tales, derived emotions, and mixed powers, every level of the Backrooms has special rules.

Generally speaking, the higher the level, the greater the danger to humans, because as the level increases, the distance from the Frontrooms increases, and the changes in rules become greater and more unstable.

"Johnson, is he here now?" Frank flipped through the materials placed in front of him.

"It should be." Wong said and took out a video. "This is decrypted from the information scattered outside that world."

In the video, Johnson was carried on the back by a man who had turned into a lizard. It looked like he was in a coma. Beside them was an old, thin, small man. The three of them left the display area of the video together.

"When to set off?" Frank was burning with anxiety. From the video, it could be seen that Johnson's state was very bad. In this state, he had to hold on for a full 250 years. This difficulty was unimaginable.

"We are preparing." Wong said and took out another person's photo. "In addition, we have two commissions. The first one, if possible, bring him back."

"Who is he?"

"Curtis Curt Connors, a former military doctor, university biology professor, citizen of Earth civilization.

Investigation shows that he disappeared not long ago, and there are traces left by the Secret Prayer Church at the scene. After checking his laboratory, special lizard regeneration cells were found. According to the intelligent identification program and divination results, that lizard man might be him."

Wong took out various materials of Connors and placed them in front of Frank.

"Okay, I will pay attention. What is the other commission?" Frank looked at it roughly, put the materials away, and asked.

"Establish contact with the civilization of that planet. The Backrooms is a place very suitable for military training, and it is also a place that can involve Dormammu's power. We need to unite everyone who can be united to resist Dormammu, who will definitely appear in the future." Wong continued.

"In addition, after you enter, we will attempt to analyze the fluctuations generated by your opposing projection to parse the rules of that place. After the parsing degree comes up, we will send a team to enter that place. After all, not everyone has your strength and cannot survive under the premise of strong rule changes."

"You don't need to say more, I understand. When to set off?!" Frank repeated urgently.

"Half an hour later." Wong looked at the time. "We will prepare some things for you that can help you survive and find the target."

While speaking, Wong took out a ring and placed it on the table. The appearance of the ring was very similar to the suspension ring of the Masters of the Mystic Arts, but a gem was embedded in the center of this ring, and there was something like a pointer inside.

"Before entering that world, Mr. Johnson borrowed a magic item. We have imported the fluctuations of that magic item, and also imported the aura of Johnson and Connors. You can use this pointer to attempt to find them."

Wong gently tapped the gem with his finger. The gem flashed three times rapidly, and then a floating yellow question mark appeared.

"Every time you input energy, it will emit a ripple within a radius of ten kilometers around it to detect whether there are matching auras and fluctuations. The question mark represents no result."

"In addition, in this ring, we have pre-set a semi-stable mirror space. Under the premise of relatively stable surrounding environment, it can be opened to store or take out non-living items."

"Remember, do not attempt to open it when the space is fluctuating severely, as that will damage the items stored in the space and even cause the destruction of the mirror space."

"Now there are sufficient weapons, food, magic materials, emergency drugs, conventional drugs, and their instruction manuals stored in the space."

"Also, three simple spells are attached to this: Language Proficiency, Race Identification, Adaptive Carapace."

"I don't need to explain the first two, the third one is that magic can form a carapace on your body. This carapace will change adaptively according to the surrounding environment, which can help you survive in various strange environments."

"...... I don't know how to use it, is it fool-proof operation?"

The things are good things, and the magic is also very practical, but there is one problem: Frank doesn't know how to use magic at all.

"No, there is still a little difficulty in operation, so, in the next half an hour, I will teach you the simplest way to control it." Wong said with great confidence.

"No problem, seize the time."

Half an hour later, Frank barely understood how to use these three spells. However, he could only mechanically activate the magic patterns now, without any flexibility at all.

This is already good enough. Half an hour, not enough to learn a formula of advanced mathematics, let alone learn three kinds of magic. If it weren't for Frank being able to draw inferences from one instance, this time would be even longer.

After the preliminary preparations were completed, Wong brought Frank to a level 1 laboratory of the Mage Tower.

"Tower Spirit, establish a corresponding projection for Mr. Frank." Wong ordered.

A light wave scanned Frank's body from top to bottom. A moment later, Frank's phantom walked out of his body and stood in the middle of the open space.

Immediately after, Frank felt a mysterious connection established between himself and the phantom.

"If an accident occurs, you can warn through the phantom. The warning method is to write the Earth civilization public distress abbreviation SOS, and we will immediately attempt to rescue." Wong said on the side.

Frank nodded to indicate he understood.

"That's fine, then we are going to start." Wong looked at various readings on the side. They had successfully locked onto that world. "Tower Spirit, open the portal."

The energy in the energy pool was quickly extracted, and then under the control of the Tower Spirit, it flowed through the magic patterns, successfully establishing resonance with the magic net. Soon, a light yellow portal appeared in front of Frank.

"The portal has been opened, estimated duration, fifteen seconds."

After the portal started, it was twisting bit by bit, but every time it twisted to a certain degree, the Tower Spirit would correct it.

"Set off!" Frank said to himself, and then rushed into the portal.

May everything go well.

Wong watched silently until the portal closed.

After time and space changed, Frank found that he appeared in a place similar to a hotel lobby.

The surrounding environment style was very old, and all kinds of items had the style of the last century of Earth civilization.

Is this the Backrooms?

Frank observed the surroundings and didn't find any danger for the time being, so he activated the suspension ring in his hand.

After a fluctuation, the suspension ring displayed a yellow question mark, indicating that no matching fluctuation was found.

Spell: Adaptive Carapace.

A layer of transparent, somewhat gelatinous colloid appeared on Frank's body. These colloids quickly analyzed the surrounding environment.

During the waiting period, Frank suddenly saw a face that flashed by on the golden wallpaper around the lobby, and the whole person became nervous.

The safety of the holy silver dual pistols had been opened, and he could fire at any time.

Soon, the colloid on Frank's body completed the analysis of the surrounding environment and entered Frank's skin. However, it didn't produce any too significant effect.

The environment of this place seemed to be very similar to Earth, and no extra adaptability was needed.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Frank found that the abnormality seemed to have disappeared, so he moved slowly. After walking around the corner, he saw a flag tied to a pillar, with the words 【Home Hotel】 written on it.

Home Hotel? Is this a hotel?

Just as Frank was thinking, he heard a slight conversation.

"Have you heard? It seems that another wanderer has discovered a new entity."

"What entity? Where?"

"They said it was seen at Level 1, an entity with an appearance similar to a cloak, aggressive, seems to have been looking for something, so I heard that as long as you don't block the way, you won't be attacked, but as long as you block the way, even if there is enough space for both sides to pass at the same time, the entity will attack immediately."

"Sounds dangerous."

"Yeah... new entities are getting more and more... I want to go home..."

Frank looked in the direction the sound came from. Behind the counter ten meters away, two people were writing something while chatting.

Both were wearing light-colored jackets with the same mark sewn on them, the same as the one on the Home Hotel flag.

Spell: Race Identification.

Frank rubbed his finger on the ring, and the information fed back by the spell quickly entered his brain: 99% human, 1% unknown.

"Hello, excuse me, are you the staff here?" Frank took the initiative to ask.

Disturbed by the sudden voice, the people behind the counter subconsciously reached into their pockets, seemingly wanting to take out weapons.

This action made Frank frown. It seems that this place is very unsafe, otherwise they wouldn't have developed such a habit.

After seeing Frank, who was deliberately keeping his distance, the two breathed a sigh of relief. "No, we are just members of the Home Hotel. Are you a new wanderer?"

"Wanderer? What do you mean?" Frank asked back.

The two looked at each other in surprise. "Haven't you been in contact with members of other organizations?"

"I came here for the first time, and you are the first people I have seen." Frank continued to reply.

"Uh... does the 'here' in your words refer to Level 5, or the Backrooms?" The man continued to ask.

"I don't understand very well..." Although Frank knew some basic information about the Backrooms, the information from Wong's side was all very old and fragmented.

"Then it seems you cut into here directly from the Frontrooms. Was it a sudden change in time and space?" The man continued.

Frank nodded.

"Really, you are lucky. You cut into this level with relatively low danger." The man smiled and said. "How is it outside now?"

Frank remained silent. He didn't know how to answer? He couldn't just use Earth's situation, telling them that Earth civilization had been established and was fighting with forces in the universe?

"Don't be too guarded, you can look at this first."

The man threw a booklet toward Frank, and it fell one meter in front of him with a 'clatter'.

Frank picked up the booklet: Backrooms Survival Manual, produced by M. E. G.

This booklet contains a lot of basic knowledge, from the explanation of some terms to common items, and then to common levels and organizations.

According to what is described above, Frank should be a wanderer who just cut into the Backrooms from the Frontrooms in the eyes of others.

Frontrooms refers to the normal world, Backrooms refers to the world Frank is in now, Level refers to the layer of space he is in, for example, this is Level 5 now.

Cut into refers to entering one level from another, which can be understood similarly to entering.

Wanderer refers to people who enter the Backrooms, because everyone has left home and can never return to their home, just like a tramp, so they have this name.

M. E. G and Home Hotel are organization names. These organizations are all composed of some wanderers who huddle together for warmth. Each organization has its own philosophy.

Some want to continue exploring the Backrooms, some want to become the official organization of the Backrooms, and some may simply want to stay with people they trust to huddle together for survival.

M. E. G, according to the introduction in the booklet, is a relatively large and friendly organization that can provide some help to newcomers, and they have a very complete database, which contains files obtained from exploring various levels.

Home Hotel is an organization that mainly operates at Level 5, which can be compared to normal hotel operation personnel, spontaneously providing some services for wanderers.