Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 315 - 270: My Mute Sister

"Use our equipment, not your own," Wang Rui handed Wu Hen a virtual helmet.

"I have a Virtual Pupil Membrane," Wu Hen said.

"It’s not the same, not the same. If you use the Virtual Pupil Membrane, two issues will arise. First, you will carry your soul’s essence to Otherworldly Dust, which means you can use some abilities bound to your soul. But at the same time, you also have to acquire Yuan You to leave Otherworld..." Wang Rui immediately shook his head as he spoke.

Before Wu Hen could speak, Wang Rui continued, "But if you use this transient version of the virtual helmet, it’s like ideologically controlling a Lost One. Your soul’s essence is actually still here, so you can exit at any time. Also, if the Lost One dies, your soul’s essence won’t be harmed at all. The downside is that you can’t carry any divine skills related to the soul."

Wu Hen touched his forehead.

Was it the world that had forgotten, or had he himself forgotten?

Technology had advanced to this level, so how come he knew nothing about it??

How could he feel so disconnected from this society, as if it wasn’t just a few months, but rather hundreds of years?

After killing the Black Unihorn, Nuwa God End escaped from the Red Port Dark Domain.

However, beyond the Dark Domain lay a vast wasteland. Before reaching a new Otherworld, Nuwa God End would have to embark on a Space Wander lasting nearly a year. The best way for people to explore the outside world in the meantime was through Spirit Awakening.

So over the past few months, virtual equipment had been continuously updated.

Moreover, Wu Hen was well aware that the frontier exploration department, led by Li Feng, was also working on advancing the homeland into the virtual era...

What Wu Hen hadn’t expected was that the era had arrived faster than he imagined, as if overnight the world had evolved into a version he hadn’t yet adapted to.

"I roughly understand now; there are two ways to enter Otherworldly Dust," he said.

"One way is to enter in soul form, possessing powerful abilities, but incapable of returning of your own volition, only able to return to the homeland when called by Nuwa God End upon acquiring Yuan You."

"The other is to enter in an ideological form. Your soul lies quietly in the homeland, a safe and secure choice, with no side effects. You can exit Otherworldly Dust at any time, and death entails no harm. The downside is that you possess no abilities; whatever the Combat Power of the Lost One is, that’s what you get."

The Virtual Iris that Wu Hen was wearing in his pupils was the first type of equipment, for soul entry.

Entering Otherworldly Dust in soul form was actually very risky; a single misstep could lead to annihilation.

Compared to that, using the transient version was indeed much safer and clearly aligned with the virtual era Li Feng wanted to create.

"So we all use the transient version of the virtual helmet, right?" Wu Hen said.

"Yes, I have to remind you that when using the transient version of the virtual helmet, aside from your stronger perception, your other attributes will be very similar to ours. Won’t you feel suppressed, considering the high realm you’ve cultivated to?" Luo Yuying said.

"Heh!" Wu Hen chuckled dryly, confidently saying, "Do you think my achievements aren’t due to my intelligence? Plus, as a Taste Spiritual Awakener, even with a wasteful Lost One, I can quickly advance."

"Impressive!"

"Definitely, Lord Wu Hen has been selected out of billions for his premium genes. Who knows how many girls are dreaming of bearing your children."

"Keep the good stuff within our group; since we’re classmates, I’ll give you all priority," Wu Hen said.

"Ah, stop it, you’re such a tease."

"Always just teasing us for fun. If it came down to the real deal, you’d be the first to back out."

"Yes, yes, sure!"

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For some reason, Wu Hen felt that when Nuwa God End entered Space Wander, the flow of time within the homeland differed from the outside world’s.

Wearing the virtual device to ideologically roam Otherworld, would time also change?

Since he could exit at any time, and his soul wouldn’t be annihilated by death, Wu Hen naturally didn’t mind visiting Otherworld as a transient visitor.

His mentality had changed from the past, when he needed to find Yuan You, search for life, and continuously grow stronger. Wu Hen could try to slow down and quietly observe the true nature of Otherworld. Additionally, this time he was traveling with old classmates, as if they had just graduated and decided to experience a new technological game at an internet cafe, immersing themselves in a world crafted using the highest Unreal Engine technology.

"Otherworldly Dust, activate."

Wu Hen gave himself a sense of hypnosis and couldn’t help thinking sarcastically.

No one knows what the world after death looks like, nor how they existed before being born.

Ancients often spoke of life as a game, which could be understood as seeing through the illusory nature of the world; everyone is but a transient visitor.

Consciousness was enveloped, slowly drifting into slumber.

Wu Hen didn’t know when or where he would awaken, entrusting his current self to the unknown...

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The morning light softly illuminated the aged buildings.

A young girl walked through the courtyard bathed in morning light, a warm smile on her face.

She placed the fragrant breakfast she bought on the table, opened the door, and drew back the curtains.

"Brother, wake up."

"Why did you play virtual games all night long?"

"Time for breakfast, you can play after you’ve eaten!"

"Log off now!"

Wu Hen, groggy, took off the virtual helmet and looked at the girl before him with a somewhat bewildered confusion.

"Yu Yu?" Wu Hen looked at his sister, feeling increasingly bewildered.

"Hmph, don’t think I don’t know what that box that arrived yesterday is. Even if you’re interested in this cutting-edge technology, don’t get so addicted!" Yu Yu scolded.

After a moment of confusion, Wu Hen’s thoughts began to clear, and he looked up and down at Yu Yu, who was still in her school uniform, then quickly glanced at the calendar.

The date written on the calendar was the very day Li Feng declared the world to be virtual.

What’s happening??

Wasn’t I supposed to be entering Otherworldly Dust?

Why did I wake up in the past?

It can’t be a dream, can it? My consciousness is very clear!

"Little Yi!"

Wu Hen called out for the other half of his soul, but there was no response.

"What’s ’Little Yi’? Is it some equipment you acquired in the virtual world, something powerful?" Yu Yu asked, puzzled.

Wu Hen did not answer Yu Yu’s question but placed the virtual helmet aside and then got up to walk outside the house.

This is Li City.

It’s the old buildings of the Old City, and the time also seems to be the same morning when I first woke up after entering Otherworldly Dust.

From a timing perspective, the alarm should be ringing throughout the world, and Li Feng should be announcing that truth to the world.

But there had been no alarm, and Li Feng had not appeared.

"Brother, what’s wrong with you, why do you look so lost?" Yu Yu followed him out, asking with some anxiety.

"Has time reversed, or is it something else?" Wu Hen wasn’t frightened by this sudden regression; instead, he began to analytically discern.

"What time reversal? I heard that this virtual device is still imperfect. Some experimenters have plunged into a virtual abyss and can’t be awakened, becoming vegetative. Brother, you’re not having the same situation, are you? Tell me what happened to you inside?" Yu Yu asked seriously.

"That’s a long story. If I were to put it in writing, it would probably take about eight hundred thousand words," Wu Hen replied, then activated his Spiritual Vision to survey the world.

Nothing unusual; the world seemed to have returned to its earliest stage.

"Brother, time in the virtual world isn’t the same as in our real world, like in ’Inception.’ From last night, when you put on the virtual helmet until now, it’s only been one night, but you might have experienced a very long time inside. Go wash your face, clear your head. Mom and Dad will be very angry if they knew you entered Otherworldly Dust without their permission, almost lost your mind." Yu Yu said.

"It doesn’t seem like time has reversed… if it had, Li Feng would have declared this world virtual," Wu Hen said, looking at the sky, where the giant holographic projection never appeared.

Admittedly, the massive virtual projection, along with Li Feng’s world-shaking speech, was more preposterous, and yet the calm world seemed more real. However, Wu Hen, having experienced countless scenarios, had developed the habit of staying calm and analytical in the face of any bizarre situation.

"Brother, listen to yourself. How could the world possibly be virtual? It’s the game you’re playing that has you addicted and lost. Many authorities opposed Li Feng’s research into the virtual world, fearing it would cause people to confuse reality with the virtual. Look at you, just one night into it, and you’re already like this. It would be better if you didn’t touch it anymore. You’ve seen ’Sword Art Online’ and ’Inception,’ right? The Otherworld can trap your mind!" Yu Yu said somewhat angrily.

Wu Hen wasn’t listening to what she said, his focus was solely on meticulously observing the world he woke up in.

He wasn’t trying to discern reality from illusion; he was even a bit curious as to how he had awakened here.

"Brother!"

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Snap out of it! No matter how bizarre, absurd, or lengthy the experience you’ve had, it’s all just a virtual experience designed by Li Feng and his team!"

"It’s a terrifying piece of virtual technology. Many Frontiers globally have experienced symptoms like yours after trying it, and they are called Lost Ones, lost in the virtual world!"

Yu Yu grabbed Wu Hen’s arm, preventing him from walking around in such a daze.

When Wu Hen heard this, he slowly turned his head to look at the familiar and dear face, his gaze no longer filled with confusion or doubt.

He cracked a smile and said to Yu Yu, "Even though I’m happy to see you, the world you’re talking about feels more like a daydream I had during a nap."

"Brother, you must go to the hospital and have your mental health checked!"

Wu Hen reached out, his large hand resting on Yu Yu’s small head, and then solemnly said, "No matter who created this place, they’ve done a pretty poor job of it."

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