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Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead-Chapter 389 - 214: The Perspective of the Temporary Administrator (Part 2)
The burly man and the fat man, who used to fight each other with brass knuckles over a horn, are now wearing engineering mechas, expanding the fruit and vegetable growing center.
What surprised him most was that in He Yun’s central research lab, he unexpectedly saw the boxer Poisonous Snake, who had provided him with his initial strength value, now wearing a white coat, transmitting the latest research data for He Yun.
In this continually advancing world, it seems everyone has their own future.
Of course, not every local in the underground shelter can be saved.
For example, under the advertisement billboard of the livestock farm not far away, a fat man who looks very similar to Pete is holding a bottle of wine, pouring it into his mouth while constantly kissing the full-bodied model in a cow cosplay outfit on the billboard.
Wu Chang followed He Yun into her office, and as He Yun operated on the central server, Wu Chang saw the core of the Technology Mysticism Ceremony change from only He Yun and He Yi to three.
He was the third core of the underground shelter.
"Player has obtained recognition from the Plane Controller of Desolate Realm—9876, making Desolate Realm—9876 the player’s private plane. The player has management authority within this plane, and targets not permitted by the player cannot enter this plane."
"As a controller, the player is anchored with Desolate Realm—9876, opening a fixed channel to enter this plane."
"The player can open a plane entrance from anywhere, allowing only themselves to enter, without spending any Rotten Silver Coins to enter their private plane."
"As Desolate Realm—9876 is at an intermediate layer, regardless of whether the player exists in this plane, the time flow rate between the plane and reality is fixed at 1:1."
"The player can enjoy the item output from the private plane, and every 15 days, the player can take one plane-produced or modified item out of the private plane. The item taken out will be considered normal income and can be used in other sub-plane instances."
"The player gains a portion of temporary management authority over the Desolate Realm, allowing the player to observe sections of the Desolate Realm region from the perspective of a temporary administrator."
Boom!
With the final prompt appearing, a loud noise came to Wu Chang’s ear, and his viewpoint rapidly elevated while everything around him shrank quickly in his eyes.
His consciousness ascended, with his gaze overlooking from the central lab, to the energy mine, and then to the entire 88th underground shelter.
In his view, the entire underground shelter became a map, but this was far from over. The underground shelter continued to shrink in his eyes, and his consciousness continued to ascend, passing through the underground thousands of meters deep to reach the surface directly.
He saw the severely polluted, desolate surface and many slightly deformed surface people roaming over the deathly gray surface, shuttling in the abandoned cities.
Next, the surface kept shrinking from a huge plane to a curved surface until, in his eyes, it became a starkly white star.
Subsequently, a brilliant light emerged from the pitch-black universe, and his gaze arrived at a vast space with a pale red plane.
He looked upward not at the planet where Desolate Realm—9876 was located but at a huge barrier.
He was very familiar with the aura of this barrier, belonging to the plane barrier of the Desolate Realm.
Looking downward, there was also a barrier, which was more solid. His consciousness couldn’t penetrate this barrier to see what was on the other side.
He also recognized the aura of this barrier, belonging to the Abyss Second Layer, which was the barrier of the Realm of Reason.
Seeing the two barriers, he understood that the faint red plane space he saw was the intermediate layer wedged among the Abyss.
Upon realizing all this, he saw himself surrounded by a layer of Golden Light, which was like a pillar clamped between the two barriers.
The Golden Light around him, or rather him at that moment, represented the Pillar of the Present World of the underground shelter.
This Golden Light could appear or hide according to his will, which was his authority as a Plane Manager, representing his ability to hide the existence of the underground shelter from those with temporary management authority.
He hid himself but wasn’t hindered in observing other Pillars of the Present World.
His consciousness extended further, quickly seeing another twenty Pillars of the Present World in the intermediate layer region.
That number made him frown uncontrollably.
From Gu Feng, who originally guarded the underground shelter, it was clear that guardians only had a small portion of authority and couldn’t make an entire plane their private domain like him.
Judging by Gu Feng’s situation, other Pillars of Reality shouldn’t be able to conceal their existence.
Yet, originally there were thirty-six Pillars of the Present World. Including the underground shelter now, there were only twenty-one left.
So little time had passed since the strategic sabotage in the power dynamics space of the Four Major Organizations, yet fifteen Pillars of the Present World had already been destroyed. Destroying a Pillar of Reality involved finding the method to destroy it, having the power to overcome the locals, and solving the guardians from the four major forces.
Despite so many challenges, maintaining such efficiency was a clear indicator that the forces plotting to sabotage the Pillars of the Present World had long ago targeted them.
But why are they doing this?
Wu Chang continued to extend his consciousness, seeing at the edges of the intermediate layer four or five planes breaking through the plane barriers of the Desolate Realm, with some areas already entering the intermediate layer while approaching the Realm of Reason.
These planes are attempting to ascend.
His consciousness scanned across these planes, and when passing one of them, he stopped.







