Another World (2)

"Hm!" Mu Fan's eyes lit up. The fatigue from before was gone, and he stepped forward to grab the fatty's arm. "Where is it?"

The fatty shrank back and looked at Mu Fan, who was steaming. He quickly pointed to the side and said, "Stop! Don't touch me. You are covered in sweat! Go to the changing area and wash up first and change your clothes."

"All right." Mu Fan looked down at himself. He was indeed a little careless. He scratched his head helplessly, grinned, and went to wash up.

When Mu Fan came out later, he saw Fatty sitting on the carpet, playing with his Skylink. There were two dark boxes beside him. One of them was open, and the other was not.

"Look, the one that didn't open is yours. I, Fat Bro, I am watching the video of the latest kung fu master. You have to learn from experienced." Fat Bro saw Mu Fan come out and stared at the Sky Vision screen. He pointed at the unopened box and babbled.

"Is this the photon processor?" Mu Fan walked over and picked up the box, turning it over.

"Stupid, press that black pressure circle," reminded the fatty when he saw that Mu Fan had not opened the box for a long time.

"Oh, thank you." Mu Fan grinned again and pressed the button. The box gradually split open and automatically spread out in all directions. Inside was an exquisite helmet.

"This is the latest photon processor that can be bought on the Loga Star. I can only get a new one when I have the chance to go to the administrative planet. Come and sit beside me. I'll teach you how to do it."

Mu Fan's thumb gently rubbed the ring on his ring finger. He sat beside the fatty and stared at the operation of the fatty's hand.

Fatty pointed to the side of the helmet and said, "This blue button is a switch. You can put it on directly after it is activated. There is a brainwave coordinator in it that can automatically connect to the interstellar network. Of course, it can only be done in a place with a network cover. If you go to an uninhabited planet, it will probably be hopeless."

Then he pointed to a small area on the back of the helmet and said, "This is the A.I. Chip identification area. If you want to repair it in the future, it will be done from here. Don't remove this. This is from where the professionals dismantle it. The photon processor uses compressed energy technology. It can be used for about a month every time it is fully charged. There is nothing else left to explain."

"Put it on first. When you go in, I will notify you to register an account. Then you will add me. My digital ID is LB004LJX077852319. The name is—is—Lemon Balloon!! How is it? Isn't it very refreshing and has a lot of connotations? Haha, haha!" When the fatty mentioned his nickname, his tone faltered, and then he laughed at Mu Fan as if he was cheering for himself.

"…" Mu Fan looked speechlessly at the fatty who sat in front of him.

"Okay, have you memorized the number? If you haven't, I'll say it again. LB…" the fatty skipped over his emotions and said to Mu Fan.

"LB004LJX077852319. The name is Lemon Balloon. I'll remember it." Mu Fan directly interrupted the fatty.

"Very clever. Come on, let's go in quickly. I'll teach you the basics first." The fatty patted Mu Fan's shoulder excitedly. He thought that he should go in and educate him first. He would not have a chance in the future.

"Well, let's go in then." Mu Fan looked at Fatty while holding the helmet.

"Okay," Fatty agreed and put down the Skylink. He picked up his A.I. helmet and put it on.

When Mu Fan saw Fatty put on the helmet, his right hand suddenly grabbed the back of the helmet quickly, and his ring finger pressed on the chip that Fatty had just pointed out.

A magical scene happened. When his fingers pressed on the helmet, the ring on Mu Fan's ring finger seemed to melt, turning into a small stream of silver-white liquid metal that flowed around the helmet. Then, he found a gap in the chip area and went in.

In the blink of an eye, the silver liquid disappeared completely.

Mu Fan held the helmet carefully with both hands. His heart surged, and his hands trembled. He turned to look at Fatty, who was beside him. Mu Fan clenched his teeth, put on the helmet, and felt for the blue button. humm!! And activated!

…

The world went dark instantly. It was a feeling he had never experienced before. Mu Fan felt his consciousness leave his body and rise into the deep black sky. He could see his own image from a third-person perspective. Then, his consciousness suddenly returned to his body, driven by an inexplicable force.

He lowered his head and clenched his fists. In the virtual world of his consciousness, he could only see himself. It was dark all around him. This novel feeling made Mu Fan curious.

His right hand shot out like the wind and then withdrew. Mu Fan looked at his fist strangely. His body felt like it was his, but his slow reaction made him frown. His real reaction speed was several times faster than what he saw now. He was not used to it.

"Ding, welcome, dear player. Welcome to PO Battle Network. Please choose to log in to your account. If you have not registered, please choose your account and register."

When Mu Fan lowered his head and pinched his character's arm, he suddenly heard the system notification. He looked up and saw a floating robot with blue light flowing in the darkness ahead. Then two light screen options appeared on both sides of his front: "Account login" and "Registration account".

"Ding, welcome, dear player. Welcome to the PO Battle Network. Please choose your login account. If you have not registered… Please choose…"

The robot repeated the sentence again, but this time it stopped abruptly before it could finish. Then came a long electronic buzz. The robot in front of him was gone, and so was the light screen.

Silence fell again. Mu Fan was dumbfounded. What was going on?

"Hello?" "Is anyone there?" He could not help but ask around. As expected, there was no answer.

"How do I get out?" Mu Fan looked down at his body and felt a little worried.

"Ding, system reactivation successful… Zi… Welcome, dear player. Welcome to the PO Battle Network."

When he heard the voice again, Mu Fan's heart skipped a beat. Wait, why was it different from the electronic voice just now? Something was wrong!

"…Since you did not answer in three seconds, the system has tacitly registered the following account."

What, such harsh conditions? No, that voice—that voice—why was it so familiar?

"Black egg!" Mu Fan suddenly looked up.

A silverish-white spherical figure appeared in the darkness in front of them. It was about the size of a fist. It spun and floated in front of Mu Fan.

"Hello, Mu Fan." Two curved eyebrows appeared on the silver ball, and a familiar smiley face faced Mu Fan.

"Black egg, it's really you." Mu Fan couldn't help reaching out to touch the ball floating in front of him. The slightly cold touch felt unreal, as if he was in the real world.

"Mu fan, this processor has been optimized by my previous vector liquid metal. In the tens of seconds you waited in the system, I had already connected a part of the data to cross-border optimization of some client software. Now, this processor's simulation level can be directly boosted from 70% to 85% + 1% by psychokinesis."

"Well, you can help me set it up." Mu Fan was completely ignorant of technology and did not understand the terminology at all. He handed the whole thing to Blackie with just one sentence.

" Command accepted." A laser ripple emerged from the black indicator, then the ball turned red and silver again.

"Mu fan, I am now officially in the interstellar network. For a period of time, I will improve myself here. If I am needed in the future, I can enter the physical body anytime to cooperate."

Mu Fan only understood the first half of the sentence. He did not have any concept of the second half of the sentence. He did not know what it meant to have a physical body and fight together.

"I don't know much about this area. You can just set the plan," said Mu Fan concisely.

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