Didn't want later players to pass the trial?
David was stunned by this and subconsciously asked, "What's the evidence?"
"Just a guess."
Li Ang spread his hands and said casually, "But one thing is certain, Solomon deliberately died in this room."
He walked forward, hugged the mage tower with both arms, adopted a horse stance, and exerted force with his arms and waist simultaneously, like Lu Zhishen uprooting the willow tree upside down.
Relying on brute force, he forcibly lifted the mage tower.
"Lend a hand."
Li Ang raised his chin at Ding Zhensi, who quickly stepped forward. The two of them worked together to gently place the cylindrical mage tower on the ground.
After the mage tower was placed down,
everyone saw that the floor tiles beneath the mage tower were missing, exposing a pile of objects that looked like electrical wires,
connected to the groove at the bottom of the mage tower.
"This mage tower was deliberately placed here,"
Li Ang crouched down, inspected the electrical wires in the floor, and said, "The mage tower is connected to the formation inherent in the Holy Mountain Trial in the wall through the wires,
creating a realistic illusion—
Originally, the setting of this glass wall was to stimulate the intruder's fear and create the scene that the intruder least wanted to see.
But now, it has become a realistic illusion with Solomon as the protagonist."
David, who had already changed into new clothes, changed his expression slightly and slowly said, "The strength of that illusion was indeed very strong. I estimate that it selectively exaggerated Solomon's true strength—
Throughout the entire process, he didn't release too many types of spells,
and his behavior pattern also used indifference and contempt to cover up the rigidity of being an illusion, for fear of being seen through too quickly.
Moreover, during the illusion's effect, the entire room was filled with starlight, and there was no way to find a way out—the illusion seemed to be able to distort my sense of distance."
If Li Ang and the others hadn't arrived,
David might have been trapped here for a long time. He didn't have any large-scale attack methods. Without knowing the location of the mage tower,
he couldn't use a large-scale attack to directly sweep the entire room and damage the main body of the mage tower.
If he didn't want to be exhausted to death, he would either use a one-time mission escape ticket to leave, or use the hidden trump card he had prepared in advance.
"Mm."
Hearing David's statement, Li Ang nodded.
Solomon's mage tower, coupled with the illusion device in this room, could trap David, who was not weak, for a long time.
So it was only natural that some brave teams would be trapped to death.
"It's a pity that Hohenheim isn't here, otherwise he should be able to see more things."
Li Ang looked down at the wires with some regret.
Solomon's mage tower, as well as the patterns behind the glass mirror, involved a lot of profound arcane content.
Li Ang, a half-baked arcane enthusiast, naturally couldn't fully understand it,
let alone infer the essence of the Holy Mountain Trial from small clues.
"Where does the energy that maintains all the mechanisms come from..."
Li Ang pondered for a moment and tapped the glass mirror with his knuckles, making a muffled and long sound.
Just like what the players thought before, the most valuable thing about this script mission was not the reward for clearing it,
but the technology tree that naturally bred and developed in the script world.
The Holy Mountain, which was said to contain the power to grant any wish, was undoubtedly the apex of the extraordinary power system in this world.
"The level of technological development in this world is very different from that of Earth,"
Ding Zhensi looked around the room and said, "But to provide energy to so many rooms, it's either through physical cables to transmit energy,
or a more advanced technology, such as remote power supply, which directly transmits energy to each room without the aid of cables."
The Special Affairs Bureau has actually been developing remote power supply technology.
According to the limited information Ding Zhensi knew, the Special Affairs Bureau planned to lay out a remote power supply system in new urban skyscrapers.
Combining human civilization's power generation technology (thermal energy, nuclear energy, wind energy, etc.) with the Otherworld Society's device that converts spiritual energy into electrical energy,
forming a dual-track system,
to supply power to the entire skyscraper, allowing most devices to operate without wires.
In addition, the Special Affairs Bureau has another plan to fully promote spiritual energy cultivation techniques,
and truly allow the general public to possess extraordinary power—the productivity of transcendents is ten or even a hundred times that of ordinary people.
Work that requires ten days of work for large construction machinery, such as building houses, excavating tunnels, and building ships,
may be easily replaced by a simple talisman, a spell, or a incantation,
greatly enhancing productivity.
Hundreds of millions of transcendents, even if they are only the lowest level of transcendents, can produce earth-shattering changes and instantly widen the gap with those countries composed of mortals,
and even not be on the same level, forming a technological barrier like modern people and cavemen.
Of course, the plan is just a plan. It's not as simple as imagined to fully promote spiritual energy cultivation techniques. It affects the whole body and requires too many things to consider.
Social humanities, internal contradictions, industrial upgrading and elimination, education, medical care, and changes in family relationships caused by the longevity of the whole people...
The content that needs to be calculated, deduced, investigated, and inspected can be called astronomical figures,
and a little carelessness will trigger pain and even collapse,
so it must be done with caution.
At the same time, the universality of spiritual energy cultivation techniques must also be considered,
as well as the problem of if the spiritual energy recedes again in the future and transcendents shrink again—if spiritual energy cultivation techniques are promoted now,
there is a great possibility of encountering technological decline and discontinuity if spiritual energy shrinks at that time.
Ding Zhensi didn't understand so many twists and turns, but since Li Ang mentioned the energy supply system of the entire Holy Mountain, he was still quite interested.
He immediately turned on the sensor of the Kui Niu mecha and consumed the mecha's power to scan the room.
It would be great if he could find the energy supply system.
While observing the external structure of the mage tower, Li Ang casually asked his companions, "By the way, if a highly efficient energy supply system is found in the script world, how much are various organizations in the real world willing to pay to acquire it?"
"Are you talking about the energy system built on the basis of the divine mutated octopus in the Lost World before?"
Ding Zhensi thought for a while and said, "They should spare no expense.
Efficient energy is the cornerstone of modern industry.
Our Special Affairs Bureau's equipment research department has previously studied that the specific energy of the mutated octopus's body solution as a divine creature is far higher than that of batteries and petroleum,
and it is highly compatible with modern industry. Taking a bottle and diluting it slightly can be used directly for power generation. It's simply black technology.
During the Gate Contention War,
some players directly took a few bottles of mutated octopus blood after realizing that they were unable to continue competing, returned to the real world, and sold them to European heavy industry groups. I heard the price was very high.
If it's a complete system, it's priceless—after all, the nuclear fusion reactor technology in the real world is still a long way from full practical promotion,
any organization hopes to have more options to deal with the possible war after the opening of the Gate."
Li Ang pondered for a moment, "Is that so..."
"Why are you asking this,"
Ding Zhensi smiled and said, "Could it be that you have technology in this area, Brother Li?"
After losing to Li Risheng in the arena stage of the Gate Contention War, Ding Zhensi looked through the Special Affairs Bureau's internal files on Li Risheng,
knowing Li Risheng's personality characteristics, power system, and that Li Risheng was the owner of the Immaculate Forge shop in the game square, specializing in biological modification technology.
To some extent, he knew Li Risheng's identity quite well.
"Yes,"
Li Ang extended plant fibers on his palm, inspected Solomon's corpse, and said casually, "I have a perpetual motion machine technology in my hand and want to sell it."
"What?! A perpetual motion machine?"
Ding Zhensi subconsciously wanted to complain, but he held back the words when they reached his lips.
The other two also looked over. Liu Wunai's eyes were full of calmness, while David narrowed his eyes and listened attentively.
"Yes, this is my latest unique invention,"
Li Ang explained casually, "I found that as long as you lock two wage slaves together, you can form a perpetual motion machine that continuously produces a large amount of clean energy."
Ding Zhensi was stunned when he heard this, "Uh? What do you mean?"
"What he means is,"
Liu Wunai calmly explained from the side, "Wage slaves are all superior people. When two superior people are locked together, they will form a perpetual motion cycle."
?
There's such an operation.
The corner of Ding Zhensi's mouth twitched, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
"By the way, I'm not implying that the working environment of modern large companies is like locking wage slaves in cages."
Li Ang said casually, "I was also a wage slave before becoming a player. I'm thirty-seven years old this year, a construction team leader. Because I'm poor, I can only use Huabei to celebrate my daughter's birthday.
I deeply know how difficult it is for wage slaves.
But now I'm a player and have a small industry in the game square.
I plan to create a lending app to provide low-interest game currency loans specifically to players who are so poor that they can't make ends meet.
No interest within thirty days, and only 190 daily interest for 100,000 after thirty days.
If you really can't pay it back, you can mortgage your whole body to my Immaculate Forge shop. Body organs can also be sold for some money—a normal person won't die if they lose an arm, a leg, or a kidney, don't you think?
When the time comes, I'll run some ads in the game square, and it will definitely be profitable."
...
Ding Zhensi opened his mouth, wanting to complain about opening a lending service in the game square, aren't you afraid that people will run away?
But he immediately thought of Li Ang shooting Yao to death in the Lost World, and the scene where he seriously asked the Guardian Village to eat shit just now.
He has both force and no bottom line, doesn't follow martial ethics, and is also good at extremely terrifying biological modification technology.
Damn it,
this guy might actually succeed in running a small loan business.
Ding Zhensi scratched his head, thinking it was better to forget it,
and continued to scan the entire room with the sensor.
It's a pity that Ishida Inamori, the male high school student who was forced to death by loan sharks and encountered Li Ang in the Tsukuba Middle School script mission a long time ago, wasn't here, otherwise he would definitely be able to continue complaining.
Li Ang, who was observing Solomon's corpse, sighed with some regret because there was no one to respond to his joke,
and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
In fact, after the Gate Contention War ended,
he also thought about cultivating a new mutated octopus as a special unit of the Zerg,
which could both produce a continuous stream of clean energy,
and the mutated octopus's own powerful attributes were enough to make it a new generation of mothership-level unit.
For this reason, he also deliberately left some of the mutated octopus's body tissue.
Unfortunately, whether it was Li Ang or the Zerg brainworm, the life forms cloned and created based on the mutated octopus's body tissue,
did not have the strange characteristics of the mutated octopus—probably lacking the most critical thing,
which is the mutation source that caused the octopus to mutate in the Lost World comics.
Without the mutation source, it's just an ordinary octopus.
Just as everyone was silently searching the room,
Li Ang and David's walkie-talkies sounded at the same time, and Hohenheim's voice came from them, "This is Hohenheim, is anyone there?"
"Yes."
Li Ang pressed the button, "I've already met up with David, Ding Zhensi, and Miss Liu. I don't know Anboli's location for the time being.
Where are you now?"
"I just escaped from a room,"
Hohenheim's voice said with a wry smile, "This room is quite... strange.
They're all small games."
Li Ang raised an eyebrow, "Small games?"
"Yes, similar to those in an arcade. There are many devices inside that require competing in punching strength, shooting basketballs, single-player billiards (requiring a one-shot clear), and a large instrument similar to a dance machine."
Hohenheim said quickly, "Not fatal, but very troublesome. You must be fully focused and clear all the challenges in one go. A little distraction won't work.
Otherwise, you'll be kicked back to the starting point and have to start over."
Hohenheim's tone was slightly embarrassed. It sounded like he didn't want to talk too much about this.
Before possessing extraordinary power, he was actually a bit clumsy and had poor hand-eye coordination.
This time, he relied on magical skills to cheat and pass the challenge of that room.
Li Ang and Hohenheim quickly exchanged information. Since the walkie-talkie host carried by Hohenheim could locate the positions of other walkie-talkies, he took the initiative to move,
approaching Li Ang and the others.
According to the walkie-talkie's positioning function, Hohenheim was diagonally below the room where Li Ang and the others were, and could pass by the pattern markings left by David along the way.
Therefore, twenty minutes later, Hohenheim hurried over and joined the others.
After they met up, everyone knew why Hohenheim was unwilling to elaborate on his experience in that room.
At this moment, he had several colorful stickers like those given away in arcades on his forehead, and his trench coat was also covered with colorful paint.
He looked like an American teenager with dreadlocks.
Swish.
Hohenheim flicked the colorful stickers on his forehead above his hair, and in the astonished and amused gazes of David and the others, he explained with some embarrassment, "That room doesn't have any fatal elements, but if you don't pass all the levels at once,
it will stick a piece of paper on your forehead and spray colorful paint on your body,
and you can't get rid of it."
In order to demonstrate the operating mechanism of these things to others, Hohenheim casually unbuttoned the top button of his coat and pulled the collar to the side,
As a result, the paint on the collar quickly dissipated and reappeared on the vest below the coat.
"Forget it, it doesn't affect the action too much, so let's just leave it like this."
Hohenheim sighed and didn't care too much. The players in the first echelon are generally extreme pragmatists. This little trouble can't distract the players. "What step have you reached in the strategy?"
"We are studying the body of this mage."
Li Ang patted the mage tower, "Come over and take a look."