Constructing-Style Wizard

"What the hell is this?"

Cucumber Pian stared at the weird avatar and muttered.

The team member next to him asked in confusion:

"What's wrong Captain?"

Cucumber Pian glanced at the friend application window in front of him and closed it without agreeing to the other party's application:

"It's okay, let's do business first."

Cucumber Pian took over the control of the spacecraft and jumped to a nearby space station.

After parking the ship, all team members went offline and met in the real studio to discuss the design of the video strategy.

In the past few years, cucumber slices have dominated this kind of thing many, many times, and it has long been the case.

But whether it was the half-hour video that had too much impact, or the weird friend request that made people feel a little nervous, Cucumber Pian was in a very bad state as host today.

A figure wearing a black hood always flashed before his eyes uncontrollably.

The other party's pale face and cold and numb eyes lingered in Huagua Pian's mind, reappearing over and over again like a ghost.

The team members noticed that something was wrong with the cucumber slices and thought it was caused by the half-hour video. No one paid much attention to it and didn't know how to comfort the captain for a while.

After more than an hour, the discussion ended. The team members performed their duties, sat in front of the computer, and started working.

After everyone left the conference room, Cucumber Pian closed his eyes tightly, his face was tense, and his fingertips kept pinching between his eyebrows.

He felt flustered and depressed, as if he were in a deep abyss at the bottom of the ocean, surrounded by dark water.

"Am I going to die suddenly?"

Cucumber Slice's heart trembled.

He had experienced this sudden death before when he stayed up late working for 48 hours straight.

The heartbeat changes uncontrollably, sometimes as loud as a drum, sometimes as thin as a strand.

The strength is leaving the cucumber slices, and the feeling of weakness coming out of strength is coming like a tide.

His breathing seemed to come and go, he felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't even lift his eyelids.

With a snap, the right hand holding his eyebrows fell weakly on the armrest of the chair. Cucumber Pian tilted his head and passed out.

The team members outside the conference room were immersed in their work and did not notice anything strange about the captain.

…

…

"Huh?!!"

Cucumber Pian suddenly opened his eyes and saw the familiar scene inside the spaceship.

He widened his eyes in disbelief and looked around:

"Why am I online?! Didn't I fall asleep on the chair in the conference room?!"

In the cockpit of the starship, Cucumber Pian had a look of disbelief on his face.

He kept pulling at his head with both hands, trying to remove his gaming helmet from reality.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't use the touch of his hands to find the helmet that was supposed to be on his head.

This made his heart rise and fall violently like a wave.

Just when he was confused, the sound of "didi-didi" came again.

"what sound?"

Cucumber Pian paused and listened.

It took a full two seconds for Cucumber Pian, who was still in shock, to realize that this was the notification sound from the friend system.

It was only then that Cucumber Pian realized that he could no longer see the game interface.

During a normal game, there should be a translucent gear icon in the lower right corner of his field of vision that can be clicked on with his mind.

That is the ghost button that expands the game operation interface.

But now, the icon is gone.

Cucumber Slice raised his hand and poked the place where the icon should have been suspended with his finger, but it didn't cause any change.

He silently said "Open the game interface" in his mind, but there was still no response.

"What the hell..."

Cucumber Pian pursed her lips tightly, walked a few steps to another seat, and shook the team member on the chair vigorously.

This team member was offline, and his game character stayed on the seat of the spacecraft's cab. His eyes were empty and there was no expression on his face, just like an empty shell without a soul.

Cucumber Slice holds the opponent's shoulders and shakes them with his hands, pats the opponent's face with his palms, and presses the opponent's philtrum with his fingers.

After half a minute, Cucumber Pian sighed heavily at his unresponsive teammates:

"Hey...what exactly is going on..."

"Didi didi..."

The notification sound from the friend system came again.

Cucumber Pian was alert, tensed his body, and slowly looked at the control panel of the cockpit.

He heard clearly.

This sound is indeed the notification sound of the friend system, but it is uploaded from the control panel.

Cucumber Pian's heartbeat quickened as he moved towards the control panel step by step, his eyes fixed on the white flat screen.

"bass--"

A soft sound.

Without Cucumber Pian controlling the flat screen, the screen automatically converted into a holographic image, changing from a two-dimensional image to a three-dimensional image.

A pale white figure wearing a black hood suddenly floated above the control panel.

Cucumber Pian paused and hid behind the chair next to him.

He used the back of a half-human-high chair as a cover to protect himself, and his eyes were fixed on the half-length figure in the holographic projection.

"Who are you?" Cucumber Pian asked in a deep voice.

"No need to ask knowingly, my old captain."

The bust lifts its hood, revealing its face.

His pale face illuminated the cab, causing a chill to rise up in the cab. A slight chill penetrated all around, and Cucumber Piece couldn't help but shiver slightly.

"Why am I online for no reason? Where is my game interface?"

Cucumber Slice struggled to stay calm.

As he asked, he quietly moved his right hand hidden behind the back of the chair to reach for the gun bag hanging on the side of his thigh.

Regardless of whether the laser pistol in the gun bag can be effective against holographic projections, it can bring a certain sense of security to the cucumber slices.

But when he put the laser pistol on his right hand, the bust in the holographic projection suddenly sneered and said:

"Oh, don't waste your efforts. Even if you attack me with a three-dimensional bomb, it will be useless."

Seeing that Cucumber Slice was about to speak, the bust interrupted him first:

"Let's hurry up, old captain. I'm very grateful that you accepted me when I was in debt and couldn't make ends meet, so that I could make extra money with you to support my family. So, I'm here to repay the favor now, of course. It is also to make up for the harm my betrayal caused to you."

Cucumber Pian held the laser pistol tightly, pulled it out steadily from the holster and said:

"If you really want to thank me, explain to me what's going on now."

The bust grinned a sinister smile on its pale face:

"I will tell you the answer, I will. Now, please look at the spacecraft computer screen in front of you. I want you to enter a set of reality-related data on it and execute the calculation commands."

Cucumber Pian is very cautious and will not act rashly just because of a few words from the other party.

The bust's reaction to the cucumber slices seemed predictable.

It said with a smile:

"Since you don't want to witness the great moment with your own hands, then I can only do it for you."

The control of the spacecraft computer fell into the hands of the bust, and hundreds of lines of numbers appeared on the computer screen.

Cucumber Pian glanced at it and identified the origin of the number. It was exactly the income and expenditure of his studio in the past three months.

After the numbers were entered, the bust entered another short paragraph, asking the spacecraft computer to predict next month's income and expenditure based on these data.

A situation appeared that made the cucumber slices feel cold.

The ship's computer, which was not supposed to react to this, now consciously gave predictions.

"This... this is impossible... This is a computer in a game. It is simply impossible for us to use it to calculate real-life mathematical problems... This is impossible."

Cucumber Pian's eyes trembled slightly, his voice was erratic, and he was obviously shocked.

The bust smiled and said:

"This is not a computer in the game, my old captain, this is a real computer. It's just that you, as players, are restricted by the game, so you can't use it. Do you understand what I mean? You, Strawberry Juice, are you still All other players are just a bunch of puppets and slaves manipulated by the game "Star Ocean", while you are still complacent about the so-called loot and mission rewards."

Cucumber Pian looked at the prediction results on the computer screen blankly, feeling like his mind was in a blur.

But I heard the bust continue to say:

"I found a way to break the shackles of the game. Now you, I have lifted part of the shackles of the game. Your game interface has disappeared, and the restrictions that prevent you from using the ship computer to solve real-life problems have also been temporarily disabled. You can try to On the spacecraft computer, use the spacecraft’s artificial intelligence to edit the videos shot by your team, and experience how huge the computing power in the interstellar age of navigation is.”

Cucumber Pian took a deep breath and glanced at the smiling bust. The image of the other person made it difficult to believe what he said.

Somehow, Cucumber Pian felt that the other party's dress looked familiar.

"The clothes you are wearing... are similar to the uniforms of the Dark God Cult..."

Cucumber Pian's eyes narrowed, and he looked repeatedly at the other party's hooded black robe.

I will never admit my mistake. I will never admit my mistake.

Cucumber Pian has been leading the team to explore the content of the game for more than a year, and has interacted with the Dark God Cult no less than a hundred times.

Not only does he know everything about the Dark Priest's costumes, he is already familiar with them.

The clothes on the bust are definitely the clothes of the Dark God Cult!

At this moment, Cucumber Pian's alarm bells started ringing.

What the Dark God Cult is best at is "brainwashing", "mental manipulation", and the sorcery of praying for the coming of the dark gods.

Faced with such an evil cult that was so good at controlling people's hearts, Cucumber Pian instinctively responded with extreme vigilance.

But when he thought about logging into the game strangely after falling asleep in the conference room, Cucumber Pian felt in a daze for no reason and was puzzled.

Seeing that the cucumber slices were unmoved, and the caution on the other person's face only increased, the bust suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said in a scornful and arrogant manner:

"Okay. It seems that what I said just now is difficult to impress you. I will give you another chance now, Huang Zhongming."

Cucumber Pian, the game nickname is refreshing Cucumber Pian, but his real name in reality is Huang Zhongming.

Hearing the other party call out his real name, Cucumber Pian's right hand gripped the handle of the gun a little tighter, and his skin rubbed closely against the metal gun shell, making a clicking sound.

"What do you want to do?" Cucumber Pian asked coldly.

The bust raises its right arm, palm pointed at the cucumber slice.

There is a spiraling black vortex in its palm, filled with extremely gloomy darkness and deathly silence.

"Come with me, let's continue chatting in another place. Jie Jie Jie..."

Amidst the sinister laughter, thick black mist spurted out from the palm of the bust and rushed toward the cucumber slices.

Cucumber Pian raised his hand to shoot, pulling the trigger continuously, and the red laser beams as wide as his thumb went straight into the enemy's head.

The laser beam penetrated the bust's head and landed on the cockpit observation window behind the holographic image, without causing any damage to the bust.

Cucumber Slice retreated steadily, while turning the muzzle of the gun, pointing at the switch of the holographic image, and pulled the trigger again.

The laser beam burst out, igniting the switch of the holographic image, and exploded into a ball of hot sparks.

The holographic image flickered a few times and disappeared without a trace, but the pale half-length figure still hovered in mid-air.

Cucumber Pian's heart sank, and without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the ship's hatch.

Behind him, the bust laughed wildly, manipulating the black mist to chase the cucumber slices like a cat and a mouse.

Cucumber Slice blindly shot behind him as he ran.

But the laser beam is useless against the black fog!

Cucumber slices had a flash of inspiration!

Since the weapons on the technology side don't work, let's try using magic!

Without hesitation, Cucumber Pian reached out to touch the badge of the Black Hole Magic Academy, trying to sense the "Magic Leap" magic scroll stored in it.

"Oops, that doesn't work!"

Cucumber Pian held the badge tightly and tried to focus on it, recalling over and over again the instructions for using magic items that he had learned when he joined the academy, step by step.

But no matter how he sensed, sensed, or called, the Magic Academy's badge didn't respond.

Why can laser pistols be used but not academy badges? !

Why?

Aren’t these two things props in the game?

Cucumber Pian was in a state of confusion, and his steps were getting faster and faster.

Just when he reached out to touch the mechanical switch of the hatch, the thick black mist caught up and bit into his back like a giant mouth of the abyss.

"bass!"

The ubiquitous milky white bright light suddenly lit up, sweeping away all the dark things around him in an instant!

The source of this light was the academy badge tightly held in Cucumber Slice's hand.

"Ahhh!"

Painful screams and screams came from deep in the cab. The half-length figure was struggling and roaring in the strong milky light, looking like he was experiencing unbearable torture.

"What is this?! Where do these lights come from!!"

The bust was covered in black mist, and its figure quickly melted away, like melting snow in spring, gone forever.

Milky white light flashed, bright but not hot light filling the spacecraft, sweeping across every corner, and finally encircling the bust.

When the light completely enveloped the bust, the shrill scream quickly became low, and finally the lingering sound disappeared along with the black mist.

Cucumber Pian's eyes were widened, his body was stiff, he was frozen in place like a sculpture, and he didn't dare to express his anger.

It wasn't until the milky white light rolled back and retracted the badge, leaving only shining white star dots on the surface of the badge, that Cucumber Pian came back to his senses.

"Fuck... trough..."

Gamers are uneducated and can travel the world with just one word.

Cucumber Pian stared blankly at the badge in his hand, not knowing what to do.

The bust was wiped out by the milky white light, but he was still in the spaceship and did not log off and return to reality.

Looking around the field of vision, there are still no interactive game interface buttons.

"Am I stuck with some vicious bug?"

Cucumber Pian frowned and thought endlessly.

Just when he was hesitating whether to ask for help from the Security Guards of the Unification Bureau in space, the milky white light flashed again.

A figure with clear outlines, a well-proportioned body, and a height similar to that of a normal human appeared out of thin air, floating quietly in front of the cucumber slices. (End of chapter)