Black Book

Chapter 159 Black Technology
"Thank you."

Nodding politely, Zhu Haomiao paced forward with a strange look on his face, feeling more and more like he was playing a real-life online game.

Did the organizing committee deliberately create this sense of separation between reality and fantasy to prevent people from getting lost?

Guessing in his mind, Zhu Haomiao glanced at the staff who were maintaining a professional smile and nodded imperceptibly.

It only hesitated for a moment before he "recognized" himself. It seems that even for an ordinary extraordinary person, it is not difficult to see through "psychological invisibility" at this distance.

But if the distance is tens or even hundreds of meters, it might not be so easy for this person to find himself...

With thoughts running through his mind, Zhu Haomiao soon arrived at the Zhonghua gathering point and saw a familiar figure.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

Hearing a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Wang Hua turned around, looked at the boy who greeted him in confusion, and frowned in confusion.

After two full seconds, his tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Junior Brother Zhu?!! What are you... Eh? That's not right..."

Looking around and pondering carefully, Wang Hua was surprised to find that the eyes were still the same eyes, and the nose was still the same nose, but when put together, he suddenly became face-blind!
I don’t recognize you!

"Haha, I used some secret methods to conceal my breath."

Zhu Haomiao said something perfunctorily and then went straight to the point.

"By the way, Senior Brother Wang, how is the battle going? Am I not too late?"

Seeing the boy's eager excitement, Wang Hua reacted and looked him up and down with complicated eyes.

How can this be called a secret method of concealing one's breath?
This is clearly an interference and distortion of the cognitive level, and is a high-end operation at a mythical level!
Wang Hua got a glimpse of the situation from the subtle phenomena. He licked his teeth and did not dare to ask more questions. He just went with the flow.

"You came just in time. Our front line has been a bit tight these days."

As he spoke, he took Zhu Haomiao's hand and walked straight towards a special passage.

"Come on, I'll take you to the command center."

With a hint of curiosity, Zhu Haomiao followed Wang Hua all the way down, passed through layer after layer of extraordinary barriers, and finally arrived at a sci-fi hall that was completely inconsistent with the 19th century.

The huge display screen covered most of the dome, showing a detailed map of the peninsula and a variety of densely packed icon data.

In a trance, Zhu Haomiao felt like he had come to an aerospace launch center, or the command room of a battleship in a science fiction movie!
In the center of the hall, an even more lifelike three-dimensional projection occupied a large space. Surrounding the projection were tall and mighty figures, who were discussing something with each other from time to time.

At this moment, Zhu Haomiao suddenly noticed that there were little people fighting each other in the three-dimensional projection, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Brother Wang, is that a real-time projection of the battlefield?!"

"Well, the organizing committee has included the entire battlefield in the monitoring range to ensure that no exciting moments will be missed."

"........."

What kind of magical technology is this?!

In an instant, Zhu Haomiao realized that the level of technology in reality was probably much higher than that of the same period in his previous life.

Even if the laws are not universal, even if a fantasy realm has only one technology that is actually usable, there are tens of thousands of "black technologies"!
Not to mention the [real things] with all kinds of weird functions!

While the young man was shocked and sighing, Wang Hua quietly patted his vest and whispered.

"Junior Brother Zhu, Senior Brother Feng is stuck in China due to some matters. I, a little gold, feel a little embarrassed to be here. Please help me hold the stage."

"what?!"

Looking at the figures surrounding the three-dimensional holographic real-time projection and scanning the purple-gold hegemony badges on their chests, Zhu Haomiao blinked in confusion.

I am also a golden little Karami!

How can I help you hold the stage?
But before he could figure it out, Wang Hua pulled him in forcefully and walked straight to the center. "Wang Hua, who is this?"

A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked at Wang Hua and Zhu Haomiao beside him with curiosity in his eyes.

Beside him, a tall and beautiful woman glanced at the golden [Dragon Emblem] on the chests of the two men and snorted in annoyance.

"This is the combat command center. Don't bring anyone in here! What if a spy sneaks in?!"

The woman's voice was neither loud nor soft. The other hegemonic-level transcendents around noticed this scene and looked at each other with interest, obviously with an expression of wanting to watch the fun and not mind making trouble.

"hehe."

On the other side, Wang Hua grinned, ignored the woman's sarcasm, took Zhu Haomiao's hand and introduced him.

"Junior Brother Zhu, let me introduce you to Comrade Cui Zhenyu from North Korea."

"Comrade Cui Zhenyu, this is our top seed in the Chinese region - Zhu Haomiao."

Upon hearing this, Cui Zhenyu's friendly smile froze slightly. After a brief moment of surprise, he stretched out his hand with a serious and solemn expression.

"Nice to meet you, Comrade Zhu Haomiao."

"Hello."

Zhu Haomiao shook hands with Cui Zhenyu politely, and noticed that the eyes of everyone around him looked at him differently.

Awe, fear, dread, surprise...

It's like... looking at some monster.

Am I some kind of Voldemort?
Can’t even mention the name?!

With a strange frown on his face, Zhu Haomiao inexplicably recalled the scene when Feng Zhaobai introduced himself to Judy Bores last time.

She also took the initiative to shake hands with me with a serious expression...

But before the boy could figure it out, Wang Hua introduced him to the tall and beautiful woman next to him.

"Junior Brother Zhu, this is Miss Li Zhenxi from South Korea."

"Hello."

Similarly, Li Zhenxi extended his hand solemnly and seriously, no longer showing the arrogance and hostility from before, and even with a barely detectable hint of humility and nervousness.

"Hello."

As usual, he shook her hand politely and Zhu Haomiao blinked suspiciously.

A hegemonic extraordinary person from South Korea appeared in the command center in the north?
Is this reasonable?

Looking at the proud Wang Hua, Zhu Haomiao suppressed his doubts and maintained a harmless shy smile.

"Come, Junior Brother Zhu, I'll tell you about the situation on the front line."

As he spoke, Wang Hua waved his hand, and the three-dimensional holographic projection in front of him suddenly rose up, jumping from the specific battlefield to the God's perspective in space.

Immediately, translucent red and blue blocks emerged near the 38th parallel, forming a jagged situational awareness map.

"Red is our side, blue is the enemy. Each color block represents a strategic point of varying sizes. Capturing a strategic point can earn you a large amount of war contribution at one time, while defending a strategic point can earn you continuous war contribution every day."

"The remaining contestants will be ranked according to their war contribution, and will be 'admitted' from the highest to the lowest level and promoted to the next stage."

After briefly introducing the rules of the competition, Wang Hua changed the subject.

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