Chapter 1330: 433. Malignant Myna_2


    Whether theser gun in the holster was effective against holographic projections or not, it provided Cucumber Slice with a sense of safety.


    But as his right hand touched theser gun, the half-figure in the holographic projection suddenly sneered and said:


    “Ha, don’t waste your effort. Even if you attack me with a three-dimensional bomb, it’s useless.”


    Just as Cucumber Slice was about to speak, the half-figure cut him off:


    “Let’s not waste time, old Captain. I am grateful that you took me in when I was overwhelmed with debt and had more expenses than ie, allowing me to earn an extra bit at your ce to help with the household. So, I am here to repay you, and of course, to atone for the harm my betrayal has caused you.”


    Cucumber Slice gripped theser gun firmly and drew it steadily from its holster, saying:


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    “If you really want to thank me, then exin to me what the situation is now.”


    The half-figure spread a ghastly smile on its pale face:


    “I will tell you the answer, I will. Now, please look at the shipputer’s screen to your front right. I need you to input a set of data rted to reality on it and execute the calctionmand.”


    Cucumber Slice was cautious, not likely to act rashly on the other’s few words.


    The half-figure seemed to have anticipated Cucumber Slice’s reaction.


    It said with a smile:


    “Since you don’t want to witness the glorious moment yourself, I’ll have to step in.”


    The control of the ship’sputer fell into the hands of the half-figure, and hundreds of lines of numbers automatically appeared on theputer screen.


    Cucumber Slice nced at it and recognized the origin of the numbers, which were the financial records of his studio over the past three months.


    After entering the numbers, the half-figure also typed in a short text, asking the ship’sputer to predict the financial situation for the next month based on these figures.


    What chilled Cucumber Slice happened.


    The ship’sputer, which should not have reacted to this, now conscientiously provided a prediction.


    “This… this is impossible… This is aputer in the game; we couldn’t possibly use it to calcte real-world math problems… It’s impossible.”


    Cucumber Slice’s eyes trembled slightly, his voice faltering, clearly shocked.


    The half-figureughed and said:


    “This isn’t aputer within the game, my old Captain, this is a realputer. It’s just that you, as yers, were restricted by the game, which is why you couldn’t use it. Do you understand what I mean? You, Strawberry Juice, and all the other yers, are just puppets and ves being manipted by the ‘Starry Sea’ game, yet you bask in the so-called spoils of war and task rewards.”


    Cucumber Slice looked nkly at the predictive result on theputer screen, his mind muddled.


    He heard the half-figure continue:


    “I’ve found a way to break the game’s shackles. Now you, I’ve released some of your game constraints. Your game interface has disappeared, and the restriction that prevented you from solving real-life problems using the ship’sputer is temporarily lifted. You can try using the ship’s artificial intelligence to edit the videos your team recorded, and experience theputing power of the age of interster voyages.”


    Cucumber Slice took a deep breath and nced at the half-figure with a smile, finding it hard to believe what he was saying.


    Somewhat perplexed, Cucumber Slice thought the figure’s attire looked familiar.


    “Your clothes… Howe they closely resemble the uniform of the Dark Divine Cult…”


    Cucumber Slice’s eyes narrowed, scrutinizing the hooded ck robe the figure was wearing.


    There was no mistaking it, definitely not.


    Cucumber Slice had led the team exploring the game’s content for more than a year and had dealt with the Dark Divine Cult no fewer than a hundred times.


    He knew the Dark Priests’ attire well, if not thoroughly.


    The clothes on the half-figure were absolutely those of the Dark Divine Cult!


    In that instant, rm bells rang in Cucumber Slice’s mind.


    The Dark Divine Cult was best at “brainwashing,” “mind control,” and evil techniques for summoning their dark deities.


    Facing such an evil cult, adept at manipting the human mind, Cucumber Slice naturally reacted with extreme caution.


    But recalling how he had fallen asleep in the conference room and oddly logged into the game, Cucumber Slice felt baffled and disoriented, unable to make sense of it all.


    Seeing that Cucumber Slice remained unmoved, and the cautious expression on his face was not fading, the half-figure restrained its smile and instead spoke with a condescending arrogance:


    “Alright. It seems my previous words have hardly moved you. I’ll offer you another opportunity now, Noah Bet.”


    Cucumber Slice, with the gaming nickname Fresh Cucumber Slice, was actually named Noah Bet in reality.


    Hearing the other person utter his real name, Cucumber Slice’s right hand holding the gun tightened, the skin and the metal of the gun scraping against each other with a clicking sound.


    “What are you going to do?” Cucumber Slice asked coldly.


    The half-figure raised its right arm, palm facing Cucumber Slice.


    His palm held a self-spinning ck vortex, filled with the utmost darkness and silence of death.


    “Follow me, let’s go somewhere else to continue our chat. Heh heh heh…”


    In the midst of a sinister low chuckle, thick ck mist spewed out from the half-bodied figure’s palm and surged towards the cucumber slice.


    The cucumber slice raised his hand to shoot, continuously pulling the trigger, sending thumb-wide redser beams directly at the enemy’s forehead.


    Theser beams pierced through the half-bodied figure’s skull and hit the observation window behind the holographic image in the cockpit, failing to cause any damage to the half-bodied figure.


    The cucumber slice steadily retreated backward while turning the gun’s muzzle towards the switch of the holographic image, pulling the trigger once more.


    Theser beams crackled and hissed as they shot out, blowing up the switch of the holographic image with a circle of warm, sparking mes.


    The holographic image flickered a few times and then vanished without a trace, yet the pale-faced half-bodied figure still hovered mid-air.


    A weight sunk in the cucumber slice’s heart, and without any hesitation, he turned and ran towards the battleship’s cabin door.


    Behind him, the half-bodied figureughed wildly, manipting the ck mist like a cat chasing a mouse, pursuing the cucumber slice.


    The cucumber slice ran while blindly firing back.


    But theser beams werepletely useless against the ck mist!


    An idea shed through the cucumber slice’s mind!


    If the weapons of science didn’t work, then it was time to try magic!


    The cucumber slice didn’t hesitate to reach for his ck Hole Magic Academy badge, trying to sense the “Magic Leap” magic scroll stored within it.


    “Damn, it’s not working!”


    The cucumber slice gripped the badge tightly, trying to focus his attention on it, repeatedly recalling the guide to using magical items he had learned when he joined the academy.


    No matter how he sensed, felt, or called out, the Magic Academy badge had no reaction.


    Why could theser gun be used, but not the academy badge?!


    Why?


    Weren’t both these things game items?


    The cucumber slice’s mind was in chaos as he hastened his steps even more.


    Just as his hand touched the mechanical switch of the cabin door, the thick ck mist caught up, biting at his back like the gaping maw of the abyss.


    “Swoosh!”


    The omnipresent milky-white bright light suddenly illuminated, instantly sweeping away all the darkness surrounding it!


    And the source of that light was the academy badge tightly clenched in the cucumber slice’s hand.


    “Ah ah ah!”


    Anguished screams echoed from the depths of the cockpit as the half-bodied figure struggled and howled in the intense milky-white light, enduring an unbearable torment.


    “What is this?! Where is this lighting from?!”


    The half-bodied figure’s body scattered ck mist all over, rapidly dissolving, vanishing like snow melting in spring, never to return.


    The milky-white light burst forth, a bright but not scorching radiance filling the ship, sweeping every corner in full scope, finally encircling the half-bodied figure.


    As the light enveloped the half-bodied figurepletely, the piercing scream rapidly diminished until thest echoes lingered, disappearing along with the ck mist.


    The cucumber slice’s eyes were wide, his body rigid, standing frozen in ce, too afraid to even breathe.


    Only when the milky-white light receded back into the badge, leaving only sparkling white specks on its surface, did the cucumber slicee back to his senses.


    “Holy… shit…”


    Game yers aren’t cultured; a single expletive suffices for all.


    The cucumber slice stared dumbfounded at the badge in his hand, unsure what to do.


    The half-bodied figure had been eradicated by the milky-white light, but he was still inside the ship, not offline and back to reality.


    Looking around, no interactive game interface buttons appeared.


    “Did I just hit some kind of nasty bug?”


    The cucumber slice frowned deeply, lost in thought.


    As he hesitated over whether or not to seek help from the United Bureau Security Escort in space, the milky-white light shed again.


    A figure emerged out of nowhere with a clear outline, well-proportioned, and roughly the same height as an ordinary human, quietly floating in front of the cucumber slice.