A few minutes later, Feng Yi's name turned completely red, so red it couldn't get any redder. He realized he was the villain, a malicious PK red name, while the opposing forces were the righteous ones.

This endless battle left Feng Yi mentally exhausted. Although he was in an Alternate Space which allowed him to recover to some extent, the constant changing of scenes consumed much more mental energy than when he was alone.

"Brother Feng Yi."

The sound, like a silver bell, suddenly reached his ears. As he turned to look, he surprisingly found a graceful woman standing not far behind him.

"Huh? Little Fangirl!"

Feng Yi was puzzled. Why did he call her Little Fangirl? This person was... Mengdie? Feng Yi had an impression, but it was only to the extent of knowing the name. No, it seems there were some more memories about her.

Upon hearing Little Fangirl's voice, Mengdie's body gently swayed, nodding slightly as if accepting the name he used for her.

"No matter who you are, let's kill our way out first."

Mengdie's beautiful brows arched, her eyes widened as she looked at Feng Yi's blood-red name above his head. She pointed towards an unknown NPC in the distance, her eyes half-questioning, seemingly seeking his confirmation whether he intended to kill those people.

Feng Yi blankly nodded... although he didn't know why, since the other party was using body language, he instinctively responded with body language as well, "I hope you don't die too miserably."

As he spoke, Mengdie had already moved, her hand seals were made as she transformed endless blue light at the horizon, flashing with colors. In an instant, the people were already taken care of, their bodies lay scattered on the ground. Feng Yi found it unbelievable...

He couldn't clearly see this person's movements, yet he somehow felt a familiarity with her, which perplexed him. Mengdie had no name above her head, nor any color-changing cues like red or white names.

"You seem strong, let's form a team. I'll strategize, you exert strength."

While speaking, Feng Yi invited Mengdie to form a team, and the system popped up with an invitation to team up with her.

Though Mengdie was momentarily stunned, she did not refuse the invitation. She quickly joined the team, and as she joined, her independent consciousness finally synchronized with Fatty Zhang Xiaobo's game mechanism. Her name, which previously did not exist, became the blood-drenched Mengdie.

"It seems everything is progressing smoothly, next..." Through reflection, Mo Ying could clearly discern Fatty Zhang Xiaobo's future direction, and his understanding of the game mechanism. When eliminating the soldiers, which are not even actual soldiers, these system NPCs were shaped as righteous figures to prevent red-name players from wantonly slaughtering. Simply put, Feng Yi and his group belonged to the villain side. At least from the moment Fatty entered this space, the stance had already subtly shifted.

As for the upcoming BOSS battle, the BOSS is not difficult to handle, but as the number of people increases, the BOSS's various stats, including attack, defense, speed, and health all rise accordingly. Typically, a team of about 10 people can take down the BOSS, and a Rank 2 warrior can solo kill it. Reaching the First-Order stage, defeating the BOSS poses no pressure.

However...

Here comes a hundred people right off the bat, the BOSS's four-dimensional attributes will enhance significantly. Though Mo Ying cannot know to what extent, based on Zhang Xiaobo's past battle records, when the BOSS's stats escalate to a scale of 40 people, it's at a level of killing one in a hit. Now there are about 100 people on the field.

"Hmm... this is bad! Players killed by the BOSS cannot be resurrected, at least not in a short time. If killed at this time, Zhang Xiaobo disengaging from the dream would endanger Feng Yi!"

Thinking of this, Mo Ying immediately conveyed to Feng Yi, attempting to awaken him quickly. After trying in vain, Feng Yi seemed merely his youthful stage, lacking the memory neural transmission of the flesh, akin to the association of the memory center, unaware of everything post-adulthood, with most actions being subconscious.

Now, the BOSS has slowly emerged. As the ground rumbled, the massive Justice Guard surged from underground, questioning with its emotionless voice, "Why do humans not abide by the order of this world, wantonly slaughtering the weak."

Faced with the BOSS's righteous questioning, Zhang Xiaobo, as the guild leader, leading the charge, spit harshly, "Don't damn mention justice to me, I'm justice itself."

"You say you are justice?"

"Yes."

"I don't think so."

"I don't need your belief, only my own."

This...this guy is really something, Zhang Xiaobo's answer left Feng Yi speechless.

"A group of vulgar people, you shall ultimately face the justice's sanctions. Today, I shall represent the moon and justice to eliminate you."

Just after saying so, the BOSS immediately unleashed full force, zing zing, clash clash, accompanied by the powerful crash of heavy metal sound effects, swiftly transitioning from dialogue to combat PK state, X5 Overriding.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yi didn't know how many times he cursed inwardly, it was really... merciless. It was the collision of hot and cold weapons, where previous NC had at most automatic rifles and shields merely managing to block, yet this thing came heavily armed, missiles and cannons, not just a blow to annihilate a group.

While thinking this, the forefront had already initiated combat. Flesh and blood couldn't match heavy firepower, and in just a few breaths, Feng Yi realized the improbability of victory.

Yes, the little sister just helped him, so Feng Yi, without hesitation, pulled Mengdie along and turned to flee, though their speed was snail-like.

Fortunately, Feng Yi was in the rear, not immediately bearing the brunt of the firepower, and Mengdie, aligning with his imagination, didn't resist at all and obediently followed, and in an instant, most of the group was dead, only a few survivors trying to maneuver.

Only when Feng Yi loosened his grip did Mengdie start making seals, seemingly wanting to cast something, however, it completely lost its effect at this moment...

Feng Yi watched with interest for a while, and Mengdie also noticed Feng Yi observing her, yet without using any skills, she hurriedly withdrew her hand in a fluster, avoiding his gaze.

Feng Yi continued observing for a few minutes, the first to break the silence was not Mengdie nor him, but the Fatty rushing over again from afar.

"Huh? Damn, what are you two doing here?"

Zhang Xiaobo couldn't comprehend how he saw these two, they were just PK'ing seconds ago.

"Zhang Xiaobo?"

Feng Yi clearly had a deep impression of Zhang Xiaobo.

"If not me, could it be a ghost? What are you two doing here?"

"You recognize me?" Feng Yi pointed at his own nose, he just felt the two in front were a bit familiar but couldn't recall.

"Aren't you Feng Yi? We fought together on Normandy, trained at the Mars base together." With Zhang Xiaobo's slight mental movement, quantum influence instantly made Feng Yi recall everything vividly.

With a flash, the once-hazy Feng Yi instantly woke up!

Yes, Zhang Xiaobo, Mengdie, even Mo Ying, Feng Yi recalled all at once, "Why did I forget what happened back then?"

"Hey, are you okay, saying something incomprehensible."

"Hehe, nothing, this dream should be over."

"Huh? It's over?"

"Yes."

Feng Yi slightly smiled at Zhang Xiaobo and Mengdie, his gaze finally drifting towards the horizon, towards the direction Hans was observing.

"True is not true, false is not false, not born as life, not extinguished as death, no birth no self, no extinction no self, coming without going, going without coming, truth is also false, false is also truth, existence in non-existence, non-existence in existence, illusion without illusion, destruction without destruction — Third Rhythm, break for me!"

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