Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 12: New Game Launch [Complete]

1495: Operator Kaven

Lin Sanjiu walked for half an hour on a snow-white expanse that resembled a vast sheet of paper.

Aside from the mounds of text that made up the game, there were no obstructions on this paper-like land. However, she and Yu Yuan didn't walk quickly. Finding a direction and boundary on this blank expanse was challenging. Even with a Veda by her side, she inadvertently retraced her steps several times. If it weren't for encountering the same texts again, Lin Sanjiu wouldn't have even realized they had lost their way.

They left the cluster of texts from the Mall Warfare far behind. For about ten minutes, they hadn't seen any other text related to the game. It was reasonable to believe they had moved out of the game's domain. However, Lin Sanjiu couldn't be sure where they were heading.

"This is different from what I expected," Yu Yuan said calmly. "In my analysis, you were treated differently in the game... probably to prevent you from discovering its essence. This suggests that there's an independent will behind this game. But we've entered the script's base, and we still haven't found this will."

Lin Sanjiu had considered this too. "Maybe they're somewhere else?" she suggested. "After all, with so many games happening simultaneously in this world, that will can't possibly monitor everything and everyone."

"On a planet of this size, the Veda can."

"Oh."

"However, the will here is clearly not the Veda's. The way they created this world is strange," Yu Yuan said without a hint of confusion. "A game and world built this way are fragile. Without proper maintenance and operation, it's likely to collapse. Why would they use 'text' as a medium?"

One factor that might cause a collapse, Lin Sanjiu herself, was steadily moving forward.

Before setting out, the two had discussed why the texts deep underground could become reality on the surface. After much debate, it was the Veda who convinced Lin Sanjiu.

"It might be some kind of projection feature," Yu Yuan suggested.

"Projection?"

"Yes. The meanings formed by the text are projected into the real world, becoming reality." He pointed to a cluster of text not far away. "We haven't wandered far, which means the mall game's text is right below it. This is a clue, suggesting they project reality directly onto the surface. They are the drafts of reality, like a projector."

Even though he lacked emotion, his analogy made sense to Lin Sanjiu. It meant that there was indeed a car stuck on one of the offices on the sixtieth floor. She paused, a chill running down her spine.

"Wait, if it's directly projected upwards." She looked up at the pure white above, no longer seeing the passage formed by the character 'tube'. "I think I know where the grand prize is!"

"Oh."

She might not know where the next game would be written, but she could at least save the grand prize first. Lin Sanjiu took a few steps forward and called out, "Are you coming?"

"I still don't understand why I should follow you," Yu Yuan replied leisurely. "I can't find a logical connection between your requests and reasons..."

Lin Sanjiu didn't pay him any attention.

She was almost going mad in her mind, making all sorts of demanding requests of Mrs. Manas — at this moment, Lin Sanjiu was the worst kind of boss: 'although I can only provide you with limited Higher Consciousness, you must accomplish every task I set, such as identifying which of the buildings amid this vast expanse of white paper without any references was the one the grand prize was taken from.'