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She wanted to escape the meeting, but there was no way; the seamstress had forcibly brought her there by binding her with gold thread.
Sai Fei'er remained silent throughout, and dared not meet Qiong's gaze.
But now the defenses have been breached.
The mouse that had her completely fooled and made her question the meaning of cat life was actually Qiong!
As the saying goes, I tear off my umbrella after I get caught in the rain. Those who have been pranked by Qiong in Jerry form will tacitly keep the secret, because I can't be the only one who gets pranked.
At this moment, Qiong was not in the mood to play with the cats.
Onpharos and the simulated universe are ultimately different; it's not that the Imperial Scepter is significantly more powerful than the simulated universe in terms of computing power.
Instead, Qiong is very free in the simulated universe, and the Black Tower never targets him, even if he plays around.
Not only does it have firewalls, but its nature is also vastly different from that of the simulated universe.
Even ignoring the difference in computing power, the difference between simulating a universe and simulating a planet with the same computing power is enormous.
It would be difficult for Qiong to do it alone.
but.
No problem, just open it up a bit.
Auto-battle, activated!
The next instant, Jerry's cunning eyes suddenly became clear.
The familiar room and the sleeping Tom were gone. He was stealing milk with an extended straw when he suddenly found himself in a strange place.
Surrounded by strangers, all eyes were on it, causing Jerry to instinctively swallow and shrink back in fear.
However, it quickly calmed down; this sudden change... it felt familiar!
Jerry, do me a favor, grab that human in the purple dress and get her through that door.
A familiar voice echoed in his mind. Jerry looked around and found the human in purple clothes that his new master had mentioned, and the door.
Jerry stared at the black holes between the blue data blocks.
Is this a door?
Jerry tilted his head, his little face full of doubt.
[It's special effects!]
is it?
A look of doubt appeared in Jerry's eyes.
It circled the black crack twice with some skepticism, tentatively poking the edge with its little paws, but didn't sense any danger.
She nodded vigorously, puffing out her small chest.
Leave it to me!
It leaped up and grabbed the hem of the black tower's skirt. Caught off guard by the black tower's startled cry, it shuffled inside, its legs trembling.
"Hey!"
Caught off guard, Black Tower was pulled off balance by a tremendous force.
She was like Tom being dragged away by Jerry's tail.
Duang!
Duang!
Like being stuffed into a slightly smaller drum washing machine, the black tower was banged around several times by the blue data blocks on both sides, making a dull and comical impact sound.
Each impact was accompanied by a short, startled cry from her.
March 7th turned her head away, unable to bear looking at him.
"..."
As Krystal looked at Black Tower's disheveled state, the anger she had accumulated gradually subsided, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up slightly for a moment.
After undergoing a series of tooth-grinding physical collision tests, the great Lady Black Tower was finally dragged and pulled into the black rift by Jerry's unreasonable brute force.
"Damn you, Qiong!"
In the Golden Courtyard, only the roar of the Black Tower echoed.
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Volume 1: Chapter 928 Prototype, the First
The data blocks, shimmering with a faint light, resembled floating islands, while countless light lines, like circuit boards, flowed and intertwined in the void, forming a magnificent and abstract data space.
A brown mouse is struggling to move forward.
Jerry draped the gorgeous purple skirt over his small shoulders like a rope, leaned forward at almost a 45-degree angle to the ground, and kicked his short legs very fast.
Each step seemed to require all its strength; it clenched its teeth and closed its eyes.
It was completely unaware of the firewall it had just breached.
However, they sensed that they were being hindered by obstacles.
[Jerry, don't stop! That was just a speed bump, it only hurt a little. There's nothing ahead, let's go!]
Qiong's voice rang in Jerry's mind at just the right moment, her tone casual as if she were talking about something trivial.
Oh, it's just a speed bump.
That's fine.
Jerry felt relieved and continued to pull the black tower forward, each step like a college student carrying 50 pounds of weight struggling to run the last stretch of a 1000-meter race.
Qiong wasn't idle either; she was cheering Jerry on.
【Lulalulalele? Lulalululele?】
[Bravely move forward! Prizes await those who advance!]
Bad news: the resonance enhancement from the Diva Badge doesn't seem to work for Jerry.
Good news, Qiong's goal of cheering her on has been achieved.
【prize?】
Jerry caught the key words and stopped in his tracks.
[Absolutely, something that will make Tom's mouth water.]
[Stir-fried river shrimp, eight-treasure duck, sea cucumber with shrimp roe, braised pork belly with clover, stir-fried eel, rock sugar turtle, hairy crab in soy sauce, braised river eel, crab roe and shrimp...]
Qiong launched into a crosstalk routine, rattling off a string of mouth-watering dish names.
Jerry's eyes widened suddenly, and began to change like a slot machine. Every time Qiong named a dish, the corresponding fragrant food image would flash through Jerry's eyes.
Its saliva was completely out of control, like a dam bursting.
He licked his lips, but the tears still wouldn't stop flowing.
"Suck it!"
Jerry swallowed the last mouthful of saliva, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his entire demeanor changed instantly.
From being exhausted to the point of collapse, with a hunched back and faltering steps, to resembling a warrior stepping onto the battlefield.
It tightened the hem of its skirt on its shoulders, closed its eyes, and charged forward with all its might, ignoring everything else.
"Hey! Qiong! You bastard!"
After being dragged around until he was completely disoriented, Black Tower finally couldn't take it anymore. Unaware of the automatic battle settings and information, Black Tower thought that Jerry was Qiong at this moment.
"Wait a minute!"
"Wait a minute!"
Black Tower felt as if he were being tossed around by a modified road roller.
With her buttocks on the ground, her slender waist was subjected to tremendous pulling force, as if it were trying to fold her up from the waist.
The unprecedentedly embarrassing posture filled the noble Black Tower lady with shame and indignation, her teeth grinding together in a loud clenching sound.
But the little mouse ignored the roars behind it, like a donkey caught on a carrot, only focused on the delicious food.
then.
As expected, but something unexpected happened.
The surrounding data world is like the scenery outside a high-speed train, rushing backwards at breakneck speed.
The Black Tower saw the firewall, which required special permissions to access, being forcefully breached by the little mouse.
The protocol she needed a long time to crack seemed like fragile glass to Jerry.
As a genius, Black Tower could see that the strength of the firewall had not changed at all from beginning to end.
But the mouse ignored logic and shoved it aside.
It's not a technical method like that of hackers or geniuses to penetrate firewalls.
That's a difference in art style.
The firewall was marked with clear silhouette holes shaped like mice, as if they had been stamped with an eraser.
Black Tower once wanted to study Jerry, but even though she called him "Daddy" several times in a sweet and cloying voice to get Qiong to cooperate with her, what was the result?
All analytical instruments indicated that this was a normal mouse.
Black Tower was so angry that he almost shoved the analysis report into his mouth and chewed it!
That's a load of rubbish!
Ultimately, she could only come to a frustrating conclusion:
This thing is most likely an entity outside the circle of knowledge, or even an extremely absurd singularity of knowledge that cannot be analyzed with the existing knowledge in the universe.
Black Tower's感慨 (feelings/reflections) happened in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, she realized a serious problem.
Jerry can do it, but she can't!
After breaking through the firewall, the little mouse showed no sign of stopping or giving up, and continued to pull her forward with all its might.
Possible
"Stop! You're going to crash... Ugh!"
The abrupt end of the words turned the Black Tower's shock into a profound sense of awe.
She had thought she valued Jerry highly, but now she realized she had underestimated this brown mouse.
The art style of Black Tower seems to have been assimilated by Jerry.
After hitting the silhouette hole, which was only the size of a mouse, it should have slammed into the protective wall and been countered by the system, but the expected scene did not happen.
Imagine a beautiful young woman with a slender figure being squeezed and crammed into a tiny mouse-shaped mold, like clay.
Thus, the new Black Tower was born.
Following Nata, Vita, Basin Tower, Pop Tower, and Pipi Tower, a long black tower created by the Great Black Tower himself has appeared.
Her body was stretched and twisted, turning into a thin noodle, the cross-section of which was the shape of the mouse silhouette that Jerry had just bumped into.
At the end of the long purple noodles, only two wide-open, absurd, and incredible violet eyes remained.
Qiong lamented on a spiritual level.
He was afraid that taking control of the body halfway through might cause an accident; otherwise, he would have immediately taken out a camera and taken a 360-degree picture of the scene, sending the high-definition image to Ruan Mei and Luo Sigumu as soon as possible.
Hopefully, the art style won't revert to its previous state too quickly after this is over. Qiong plans to ask Jerry to help take photos.
Darkness filled with the aura of destruction, firewalls with flowing light, and even the narrow passage of fate.
Jerry dragged the noodle, whose cross-sectional shape kept changing depending on what shape it was smashed into, and raced through the layers of data space, sparks flying everywhere.