Chapter 381: Subspace Prison

The strange situation in front of him was something he had never encountered before after he broke through to the fifth-level beast master, tempered the first stage of the spiritual treasure body, and reached the Xuan Yue level in spiritual quality.

When it comes to his own life, Han Ning doesn't care.

He first calibrated the star chart navigation and directed Feilin's flight trajectory to return to the route.

Then his eyes fell back on the giant catfish.

In his eyes, a faint blue light flashed.

Panel identification function, activated!

【Drip~】

[Located in a subspace area, there may be multiple overlaps in space, which increases energy consumption. 】

[Under identification...]

[Estimated time consumption, 3 hours and 59 minutes...]

"4 hours."

Han Ning's heart trembled.

This is the first time the panel has taken such a long time since it evolved many times.

In the past, it took an hour at most, half an hour in most cases, ten minutes, or just a few minutes to identify and analyze a target.

It is enough to see how strange and dangerous the situation in front of you is!

Time passes little by little.

Just when the remaining time of the panel reaches 0.00 seconds.

A harsh warning sound suddenly echoed in Han Ning's mind: [Warning! When the system analyzes the subspace abyss, it triggers the abyss's self-protection mechanism. 】

[The current coordinates have been locked by the Abyss Consciousness]

[The space storm is expected to arrive in 10 seconds. In order to ensure the safety of the host, the system will soon fall into a self-protection hibernation mechanism]

【10......】

"what's the situation?!"

Han Ning looked at the dazzling lines of information passing by on the panel.

Suddenly, he discovered that the huge catfish in the distance had approached him at some point.

【5......】

"Damn it! Feilin, hurry up and escape from here!"

"Easy!!"

Even the system that had always been invincible was experiencing abnormalities. Han Ning had to calm down and command Feilin to quickly escape from this strange place.

However... Feilin's flying speed was far less fast than the catfish's attack speed.

The shadow in front of me is getting bigger and bigger.

Until finally, a huge mouth covering the sky and covered with fangs bit down on Feilin and Han Ning above them.

【0……】

boom!

Consciousness shook violently.

Han Ning's eyes darkened.

Before his consciousness dissipated, he could only vaguely hear, "Help me..." Three weak bytes echoed above his consciousness.

…

"What is your relationship with Li Lu?"

"What?"

"I asked you what is your relationship with Li Lu?!"

In the brightly lit interrogation room, a middle-aged man in uniform stared at the young man in front of him with a serious face.

"Ah? Ah!"

After the young man fell into a daze and experienced a brief silence, his expression quickly changed from shock at the beginning to calmness.

The change of face was so fast that the middle-aged man in uniform almost felt that the young man opposite him seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person.

"I'm her colleague." Han Ning felt the inexplicable memory in his mind and began to answer calmly.

"Tell me specifically what you were doing sixteen hours ago."

"Last night, my colleagues in the project team organized a script killing activity. Halfway through the game, she said she had a stomachache and needed to go to the toilet."

"But after waiting for more than an hour, the limited time for script killing was almost over, and we still didn't see her. Then we realized that something was wrong and quickly called her. When the call was connected, she said there was an emergency. Let’s play first.”

"After confirming that she was fine, we didn't worry too much and then went home."

"How was her mental state last night?"

"It's normal. We were chatting and laughing. I don't see anything unusual."

"What's her personality like? Does she have any special hobbies?"

"She has a very cheerful personality. She is the product manager of our project team. Because the games our team is responsible for are about the urban horror genre, she usually collects some weird horror stories."

"..."

Exactly two and a half hours later, Han Ning took the transcript handed over by the other party, read it carefully, and nodded: "No problem, it is completely consistent with what I said."

"Okay." The man in uniform pointed to the end of the transcript, "Please sign and fingerprint, and then you can leave."

Han Ning stood up, signed and stamped, and after obtaining the other party's confirmation and consent, walked out of the office, walked through the long corridor, and stepped out of the building.

It was midsummer, and although it was approaching dusk, the scorching sunlight still shone slantly on his body, dragging a long shadow on the ground.

In the morning, "Han Ning" received a notification that at four o'clock this morning, a homeless man found an unknown female body in a trash can near "Canghai Building".

The police confirmed that the deceased was his colleague, Li Lu.

"This is the Abyss? It seems to be a completely real world. My mental power has been suppressed to the limit. I can't communicate with Yinyi, Egg Pancake and the others at all..."

Han Ning frowned, observing the surrounding environment while recalling the inexplicable extra memories in his mind.

This seems to be another time travel, or is it a time traveling to a different plane?

But compared to before, his accumulation in the Amethyst World has not disappeared, but has been suppressed by a strange force, and there is no way to release the suppression for the time being.

"Yinyi, Egg Pancake, Little Fat Silkworm, Feilin, Huaimiao?" He tried to contact the little ones with his weak mental power.

Spiritual information is like a stone sinking into the ocean, with no feedback.

"Panel, panel?"

No matter how he called, the panel only said:

[Ding~ System energy is exhausted, please add a certain amount of energy and restart the system. 】

"Okay, for now, we can only take one step at a time."

Seeing that the soul beasts and the panel had no reaction, Han Ning sighed. The many experiences in the Amethyst World have gradually cultivated a big heart in him.

Now he is no longer a Wuxia Amon. When encountering such a strange situation, he will no longer be surprised.

He quickly examined the current situation.

This body in this world looks at least 90% similar to him. He is a software engineer who works from nine to ten.

Currently, he works in a well-known game company in Ludao City, Tangges Federation, as the main developer of the "Wedding Clothes" game project team.

After living a dull and routine life for more than 20 years, Han Ning's predecessor found that this world is not as calm as it seems.

He often saw netizens on the Internet who were very envious of a profession called "warrior", but when he actually searched for relevant information about warriors, he got some fragmentary and ambiguous answers.

Gradually, the predecessor also understood that warriors are a mysterious profession that is outside the lives of ordinary people, similar to "special forces".

The official seems to be deliberately hiding relevant information.

Not only that, on the forums and local social forums that the predecessor often surfed, netizens occasionally shared some of their bizarre experiences, but soon the relevant posts would be quickly deleted.

Today, Li Lu's unexplained death has cast a shadow on the hearts of everyone in the project team.

Some people say that she died of love murder.

Some people say that she likes to tinker with the mystical knowledge she read on the Internet on weekdays, and she may have died in some evil rituals.

Some people also say that she had the idea of ​​committing suicide because of too much work pressure.

The predecessor did not comment on these, and his relationship with Li Lu was limited to work communication.

All speculations can only wait for the results of the police investigation to be announced.

The police station where the record was taken is very close to Haicang Building.

Han Ning crossed the zebra crossing in front of the police station, thinking of the script killing he participated in last night, his eyes turned, and subconsciously looked at Haicang Building not far away.

The weather in August changes at any time.

The sky, which was clear just now, is now covered with leaden clouds, and the dark sky seems to be collapsing.

The towering Haicang Building stands under the gloomy sky, and the air is filled with a sense of oppression.

Han Ning narrowed his eyes, and in a trance, he seemed to see a black figure flashing through the shadows of the street corner.

When he blinked again, there was nothing.

Whoosh~

The wind started.

Rumble.

The thunderous sound resounded through the sky.

He retracted his sight and hurried to the bus stop.

The apartment where he lived was about 10 stops away from the police station.

When the bus arrived near his residence, a series of bean-sized raindrops poured down.

With a clatter, Han Ning stepped on the puddles of water on the ground, crossed his palms, symbolically covering his head, and strode towards home.

The dense rain completely blocked the view in front of him, and everything around him seemed to be in a gray world.

So much so that he didn't notice what was under his feet while running.

He only felt that he kicked something soft, and his body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

What is it?

He stabilized his body and looked down.

A pair of pale hands without any blood slowly climbed up his ankles.

These skinny hands were like piercing ice, with a cold chill that penetrated into the bone marrow, tightly grasping his feet, and slowly climbing up along his ankles.

"!"

The icy feeling spread along his thighs and gradually spread to his chest.

A head full of blood and rolling eyes pressed tightly in front of him, making a sinister and piercing cry.

"Save me... Save me... Please save me..."

"Li Lu, I didn't kill you, you got the wrong person!" Han Ning looked calm, staring at Li Lu's pale face with blood all over it.

"Save me..."

"I said, I didn't kill you..."

Just when Li Lu's incomplete face was about to touch Han Ning's cheek.

"Looking for death!"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his weak mental power turned into a sharp sword, shooting out with lightning.

Swish!

Invisible waves spread.

Almost at the same time.

A dazzling blood light suddenly burst out from his chest.

The pale face was like butter meeting a hot knife, with a painful wail, and turned into white smoke and disappeared.

The sky was still dark and gloomy, with a raging wind, and it looked like a quiet before a heavy rain.

"Huh? What is this?"

Han Ning looked at the direction where the phantom disappeared, and he clearly remembered that nearly one-third of the shadow was broken by the blood light that burst out from the chest.

He blinked his eyes and subconsciously touched the chest that had just burst into blood.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt dazed.

A thick blood mist slowly emerged in front of him. Many illusory figures rose and fell in the blood mist. The sun, moon and stars flashed with strange light, and the mountains and rivers twisted and turned.

A bloody inscription book emerged from the blood mist, with four big characters engraved on it: Sequence·Beast Tamer.

[Sequence 9: Culinary Scientist]

[Feature·Cooking]: Touching the corpse of a dead beast can generate a series of corresponding cooking menus. Eating the dishes on the menu can improve a certain attribute of the contracted beast.

[Characteristics·Contract]: Release mental power, sign a contract with the target creature, and make the other party a contracted beast under your command. When the sanity is low, the emotions will be affected by the emotions of the contracted soul beast. (Maximum limit 1)

[Promotion conditions]: 300ml of your own blood, culinary expert secret medicine.

[Promotion ceremony]: When the target creature takes blood, drink the culinary expert secret medicine.

[Cooking expert secret medicine formula]: Cooking expert characteristic X1, 100g of blood-benefiting grass, 50g of ox blood, 20g of cold water stone...

Pour the above materials into a container and cook on high heat for 30 minutes.

As Han Ning finished reading the last line, the light red text turned into a red amber-like object, floating in front of him.

Gently touching the blood light, a memory that did not belong to him suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Interesting, the inheritance of the beastmaster in this world?"

"Is this the characteristic of a culinary scholar?"

Han Ning lowered his head and looked at the blood-red jade Pixiu in his palm, muttering to himself. He still remembered that this Pixiu was given to him by his (predecessor's) grandfather before he died.

"This is not a place to stay for a long time, let's leave first..."

Feeling the memory in his mind, he quickly came to his senses, put the red amber in his pocket, and continued to rush towards home.

After running a few steps, the long-accumulated rainstorm finally poured down.

Back to the rented apartment, his whole body was already soaked. Han Ning took off all his clothes and pants, ran to the bathroom, turned on the water heater, and took a hot shower.

Coming out of the bathroom, he walked to the door, took the takeaway that he had ordered in advance, put the takeaway on the computer desk, turned on the computer, searched for news about local events, and ate the takeaway absent-mindedly.

Dongdong~

The communication software icon in the lower right corner of the screen moved.

Call out window.

It turned out to be a message from Liu Yiran, a colleague in the project team.

Liu Yiran: "You went back? What did they ask you?"

Han Ning completely replaced his previous self, without any sense of disobedience, and replied:

"I replied, and asked about some things we did in the script-killing store yesterday, and the details of Li Lu's usual work."

Liu Yiran: "I just got home not long ago... I think this matter is a bit strange. Do you remember that twenty days ago, Li Lu asked us to add a strange pattern on the clothes of the paper man in the game?"

Han Ning: "Remember, didn't you say it was a clue to guide players to complete the puzzle task? Is there anything unusual?"

He remembered that it was a few twisted lines intertwined together, and the overall color was light gray, like a pattern of a quietly burning flame.

Except that it looked a little twisted and weird, there was nothing unusual.

After all, there are a lot of stranger and more incomprehensible symbols on the Internet.

However, that was before, and Han Ning doesn't think so now.