Chapter 476: Transmigration
"Everyone, time is short. We must open the coordinates of this spatial layer immediately," Donald said, a hint of urgency in his tone.
"That's only because you woke up the latest..." A few people who had just discovered the new world and were eager to explore it couldn't help but grumble inwardly, forced to suppress their curiosity and return to help.
"Interesting..." A faint voice echoed.
"Son, were you just speaking?" Although the voice was extremely faint, Donald still heard it. His first thought was of his son, who was closest to him; he assumed it was the child's exclamation.
"No, I didn't say anything," Donald's son responded softly.
He was naturally timid and easily scared, and hearing his father's paranoia made him feel a little frightened himself.
"That's odd, I seemed to faintly hear a voice just now. Was it my imagination? Never mind, it might just be a side effect of becoming a Void Worm. The main task is more important."
...
"Gate to another world, open!" Under Donald's direction, everyone followed the method used in previous experiments, attempting to open an entrance to another spatial layer from within the Void Worm.
"It's a bit like the gate to the Tianxuan Continent, but it seems considerably cruder," Bai Mo murmured, having seized the opportunity to sneak inside the Void Worm. He attempted to use his vast divine sense to analyze the complex runes.
Originally, he would have had to expend great effort to track down the Void Worm, which had transformed and was hiding in subspace—a Void Worm concealed in such a place was as troublesome as a god hiding in a divine kingdom.
But, coincidentally, a few clever individuals had "luckily" stumbled into the Soul Realm plane of the Nine Netherworlds, allowing Bai Mo to easily invade the worm's interior through the passage they had created.
Of course, this was also due to their lack of experience with traversal; instead of closing the entrance and exit in a very short time, they left the main gate wide open to research the so-called "otherworldly environment," leading to the consequence of "inviting a wolf into the house."
After the runes gradually took shape, they began to flash madly, as if high on drugs, causing everything around them to tremble slightly. The green light mass enveloped in the very center pulsed rhythmically like a heart.
"Thump!"
"Thump-thump!"
"Thump-thump-thump-thump...!"
The light mass's pulsation frequency continuously increased, from a slow-motion-like contraction-expansion at the beginning, to eventually catching up with the frenzied flashing of the runes.
"Bang!"
Quite naturally, the "heart" quickly succumbed to the high-frequency pressure, bursting open like a rotten tomato and transforming into streams of light.
After absorbing these streams, the surrounding runes flashed even more intensely, as if twice as high on drugs, until the entire structure could no longer hold out and exploded, following in the green light mass's wake.
After this duet of explosive artistry, a black opening appeared before everyone.
"This is the passage to another world?" Even though they had known the truth beforehand, many still felt an instinctive fear upon seeing the profound, dark opening.
"Should we give the Void Worm a name? How about 'City of Transmigrators'?" A cheerful voice chuckled.
He had joined this plan purely because he was attracted by the words "transmigration." He had decided to join only after learning that by participating in the experimental project and becoming part of the Void Worm, he would have the chance to traverse different spatial layers.
"City of Transmigrators is too low-class. I think 'Main God Corporation' would be much better. After all, each of us is a Void Worm, a part of this 'Main God' that can travel anywhere."
"Give us a few hundred years, and who knows, we might really build a massive Main God Space."
...
Generally speaking, normal high-level superhumans wouldn't participate in a seemingly utterly insane plan like the Void Worm project. Therefore, such a chuunibyo-esque discussion didn't seem out of place.
"This is the spatial layer corresponding to the coordinates in my hand," Donald interjected, promptly stopping a certain small group's self-indulgent chatter.
"May I be so bold as to ask how you obtained these coordinates? Frankly, I cannot accept the explanation of a 'divine revelation,'" a hoarse voice spoke.
The speaker was a desperate man, who had offended many powerful figures on Earth. He knew that if he tried to join the Moon colonization project, he would certainly fail the identity registration step, and being discovered afterward would be a fate worse than death.
At the same time, he was extremely unwilling to remain in the Land of White. That's why he accepted Donald's recruitment, becoming an peripheral member of this insane project, gambling on a slim chance.
There were quite a few others like him who had nowhere left to turn. The Land of White's clearing of Earth had completely deprived them of a place to live.
"I've already told you, it truly was a divine revelation I received in a dream."
"He also prophesied that once this passage is opened, that person will inevitably choose to leave," Donald said mysteriously.
"..." Receiving the same empty answer every time they asked this question left these people feeling utterly helpless. They could only approach the matter with a "treating a dead horse as if it were alive" mentality.
In the end, they were all gamblers with nowhere left to run.
"It's him? No wonder he could orchestrate all of this..." Bai Mo suddenly realized after hearing Donald's words.
"You're the mysterious person who was speaking next to me just now!" Hearing the same voice again, Donald drew everyone's attention to a patch of void behind him.
"Mm." Bai Mo had no intention of denying it, and openly revealed his presence. "Aren't you forging this gate for me?"
"For you? You're... that person!"
One person initially wanted to say Bai Mo's name, but then realized that in their mind, it had subtly and unconsciously been replaced with the pronoun "that person."
Over the years, the accumulated prestige and might of the Land of White had become too overwhelming. Countless bloody facts had ingrained the concept of forbidden names deep into everyone's bones.
No one wanted their conversations with others to be eavesdropped on by some unseen existence. Over time, substituting nouns became a conditioned reflex.
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"How could he possibly enter directly?! This is the worm's interior!" Upon seeing Bai Mo, the most stunned individuals were undoubtedly the researchers involved in the Void Worm's structural design.
Bai Mo did not reply.
They frantically racked their brains, desperately searching for where something had gone wrong. In their design, there were multiple layers of distorted space providing protection, making it supposedly impossible to break in from the outside of the Void Worm.
Silence, only silence remained.
After an unknown period, someone finally discovered a terrifying implication..
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