Global Collapse-Chapter 680 - 646: The Disappearing Bengbeng and the 100 Copies_1

Hearing this, Gu Mian also opened his panel.

The group chat had indeed disappeared.

The group chat was a special item tied to Xiao Qiao. Now that the group chat was gone, didn't that mean…

With this thought in mind, Gu Mian checked his friends list again.

He didn't have many friends on his list, only a few. The moment he opened the friends panel, he noticed something strange.

Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao had disappeared from his friends list.

Gu Mian hadn't added 007 or the Fortune-teller as friends. He turned to look at Fatty, who was sweating on the sofa. "Check your friends list. Are the Fortune-teller and 007 still there?"

Fatty immediately opened his friends panel.

He stared at his panel for a while, then his face turned pale. Looking up at Gu Mian, he said, "They're gone. The Fortune-teller and Miss 007 have disappeared from my list."

This meant death.

Gu Mian had once added a player whose nickname was "Lianhua City East Police Station Captain Feng".

He was a police officer in this city.

Because Gu Mian didn't pay much attention to his friends, he only realized today that this officer had long since disappeared from his friends list.

He had no idea on which day the officer had died.

And now, Chu Changge's and the others' names had also disappeared from the friends list.

Fatty's face continued to turn pale. "Did the four of them... die together? Miss 007 was so lively just a moment ago."

"Something's not right," Gu Mian said, staring at his list. "I think they must have inadvertently gathered together and then gotten pulled into a special instance. But 007 was here just now, which means they couldn't have been pulled into the instance very long ago. Could all four of them have died together in such a short period?"

"Yeah," Fatty's mouth fell open. "Even if it's a terrifying special instance, there's no way four people would die the moment they enter... Wait, if the Fortune-teller and Miss 007 were pulled into an instance together, could that instance be the Seventh World we heard about on the radio?"

"I'm afraid that's the case," Gu Mian nodded. "I didn't expect this to happen so soon."

They had learned about the future deaths of 007 and the Fortune-teller from the radio.

They died in the Seventh World.

But he hadn't expected Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao to be involved as well.

Gu Mian remembered that the Fortune-teller had done a reading for Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao not long ago. The results for both were the same: stuck in a Schrödinger's state of death.

Dead, yet not dead.

"I think they haven't died yet, but they will eventually die there," Gu Mian said, furrowing his brow as he reached into his pocket.

Fatty didn't quite understand, but he was very anxious. "Miss Xiao Qiao said that place is full of Evil Ghosts! It's dangerous for Brother Chu and the others to go in."

Just as Fatty was speaking, the sound of frantic footsteps came from the corridor.

The two of them turned their heads to look at the entrance.

A man came running to the door, panting heavily and leaning on the door frame to catch his breath.

The newcomer was wearing a supermarket uniform; he was a male sales clerk about 1.7 meters tall.

Fatty was confused as to why a supermarket sales clerk would come here.

The man leaning against the door frame caught his breath, hurriedly stood up straight, and, to explain his purpose to the two men in the room, shouted, "It's terrible! Everyone's been taken away!"

So, he had come to deliver a message. Could it be that Brother Chu and the others were taken into the special instance at the supermarket? Fatty was stunned.

Then, he heard another flurry of hurried footsteps.

This time it was Mr. Green. His anxious expression was almost identical to that of the sales clerk still leaning against the door frame. He rushed into the room, almost jumping in agitation, and exclaimed, "I just heard that Earth pulled some of your people into the Seventh World!"

By now, Gu Mian had already walked over to the coffee table. Before he could say anything, they were interrupted by a third unexpected visitor.

Liu Ruyan also appeared at the door, a complex look on her face. "I just lost my sensory connection with Chu Changge, Xiao Qiao, and the others."

This was a sign of a Guardian's death.

Gu Mian understood. Earth was indeed targeting Chu Changge and the others, which was why it hadn't thrown him into the Seventh World along with them.

Perhaps Earth was also afraid that something unexpected would happen if he, too, were thrown into the Seventh World.

Mr. Green was hopping anxiously. "The Seventh World can't afford any mistakes! Gu Mian, you must find a way to get them out quickly. You still have that admission ticket, right? Hurry up and get in there to get them out!

"No, you going in might cause even bigger side effects. And that admission ticket might not necessarily allow you to enter the Seventh World... After all, that place is a bit special.

"Damn, Earth is really ruthless! Gu Mian, your friends being pulled into the Seventh World has nothing to do with us. You can't blame us for this…"

It seemed that both Mr. Green and the sales clerk had come to deliver the message primarily out of concern for the safety of the Seventh World.

Evidently, the Seventh World was a very important world.

Although Gu Mian didn't know why Mr. Green and the others cared so much about the Seventh World, this wasn't the time for inquiries. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Gu Mian had already taken out the instance admission ticket from his pocket.

By writing the name of an instance on it, he could immediately enter that instance.

At this time, Mr. Green had moved to Gu Mian's side. He looked down at the instance admission ticket on the table and said, "The Seventh World isn't open for instances; this might not work."

Gu Mian ignored the short man beside him.

He picked up a pen and carefully wrote "Twilight Gods World" on the admission ticket.

He thought the four people in the Seventh World must also be looking forward to seeing him.

But nothing happened.

Gu Mian didn't enter any instance. He was still sitting on the living room couch, and the hopeful looks on Fatty's and Mr. Green's faces dimmed.

"Can't get in? Is it because I filled in the instance name incorrectly, or because Chu Changge and the others aren't actually in an instance?" Gu Mian wondered, watching as the four characters on the admission ticket gradually vanished, leaving the instance name field blank once more.

He looked at Mr. Green. "Can Earth pull players into worlds that don't allow instances, just on a whim?"

"No," Mr. Green shook his head vigorously. "In theory, instances are the key connection between players and Low-Dimensional Worlds. Without entering an instance, players cannot enter Low-Dimensional Worlds. Some areas in our world don't offer instances either, and players can't be pulled into those unopened areas."

But the Seventh World clearly doesn't allow instances, yet Chu Changge and the others were forcibly pulled into it.

"Does Earth have the authority to create instances? Can it create instances in your Low-Dimensional Worlds?" Gu Mian continued to ask.

"Yes. Some instances are created by our Low-Dimensional World, and those are quite difficult. Others are created by Earth; those instances are relatively simple, making it easier for players to acquire resources."

At this point, something seemed to occur to Mr. Green. He slapped his thigh. "Earth must have created a new instance in the Seventh World! The treaty states that Earth cannot create instances in the Seventh World. It has violated our agreement! It will face tremendous punishment!"

Did Earth really risk such a great punishment just to create an instance and pull Chu Changge and the others into the Seventh World?

Gu Mian frowned. "I guess Earth must have given that newly created instance a very tricky name, like 'Hjrjkleklk'."

Earth didn't want him to enter the Seventh World, so naturally, it would give the instance a very tricky name.

"Can you find out the name of that instance?" Gu Mian asked.

Mr. Green shook his head in distress. "We have a record of all instances created normally, but we don't know the names of those created abnormally."

This was getting difficult.

Gu Mian couldn't just wildly guess on the admission ticket; if he accidentally guessed another instance's name and was pulled into it, that would be disastrous.

"Are there any NPCs in the Seventh World that can be contacted?" Gu Mian asked. He didn't hold much hope for NPCs in the Seventh World. Xiao Qiao had said that her world had no living people, so there were probably no living NPCs either.

As expected, Mr. Green shook his head. "No, but legend says there's a very high-level NPC in that world. I've only heard rumors; there's no way to make contact."

Fatty's face was flushed red with frustration. "What do we do? We don't know the instance's name, and we can't contact any NPCs. We can't just leave it to fate!"

"No," Gu Mian shook his head. "I still have one more way to enter the Seventh World."

Mr. Green had once said that there was a train in a certain instance that connected all worlds.

He could use that train to enter the Seventh World.

The train was located in the 'Wacky Great Train Escape' instance, the very one Gu Mian had wrecked.

"Has that train of yours been fixed?" Gu Mian asked, looking at Mr. Green.

Mr. Green also immediately thought of this, and his expression soured. "It's fixed, but we've been worried about potential accidents, so it hasn't been reopened yet."

That was a very important train. The NPCs were also afraid that Gu Mian might pull another stunt, so it hadn't been reopened.

"Tell them to open it immediately!" Gu Mian demanded.

"Alright, alright!" Mr. Green said, pulling out a walkie-talkie-like device from somewhere. "The train conductor is already traumatized by him. Be gentle this time, don't scare the poor guy…"

As he spoke, he pressed a few buttons on the walkie-talkie and then put the receiver to his ear, waiting.

A few seconds later, the call seemed to connect. He turned, gesticulating wildly with his free hand, animatedly telling the person on the other end to open the train instance and to ensure the train conductor was mentally prepared.

The call ended quickly; Mr. Green had settled the matter in about twenty-odd seconds.

He turned back excitedly. "Done! Go quickly!"

But when he turned around, Gu Mian was already gone, leaving only a dumbstruck Fatty on the couch.

Mr. Green was also taken aback. "He went in that quickly?"

"No," Fatty said, looking at the unused instance admission ticket on the table. "He didn't go into that instance."

He... had simply disappeared.