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The wind rose, clouds surged.

Rather than calling it a tool, the log-cutting sled machine was more fittingly described as a toy, a spectacular plaything for adults.

Under tremendous thrust, the thirty-meter-long, incredibly sharp skids sliced seamlessly through the pine trees at their roots without any impediment.

It was as smooth as cutting butter with a red-hot knife.

Inside the vehicle, one could hardly feel any severe jolts.

Extremely fluid.

And those logs turned into light points were desperately trying to catch up with the log-cutting sled machine sprinting ahead, their mission being to transform into tiny dots and drill into that player's backpack in front.

But they probably never anticipated a day when they couldn't keep up.

The sled's speed was too fast, so much so that it seemed to be outpacing the light points.

The sled had to stop from time to time to ensure those light points could catch up with Chen Yi inside it.

Just over ten minutes.

They were unclear on how many pine trees they had harvested, only aware that the number of logs in their backpacks had far exceeded six figures, which was enough to build an extremely sturdy and safe house.

But that wasn't enough.

Not nearly enough.

As the system announcement indicated, the map was vast enough that even after driving almost at full speed in one direction for over ten minutes, they still hadn't reached the end.

It's worth noting.

Their sled's speed had hit the terrifying mark of a thousand kilometers per hour.

Under such circumstances, even ten minutes represented a considerable distance.

Such an expanse of pine forest, if left to a normal player to harvest, would likely take years of effort, and not even Bald Qiang could finish it before retirement.

Chen Yi, operating the sled, glanced at the map where the edge was starting to appear, and that green dot symbolizing their location was dashing towards the boundary. His eyelids flicked slightly as he slowly released the accelerator and pressed the brake.

The speed of the sled gradually reduced.

Until it smashed into a wall of air that felt like glue, embedding the front of the vehicle into it.

"Hm?"

Chen Yi jumped off the sled, approached the head of the vehicle, and looked up at this glue-like wall of air in front of him.

The edge of the forest held a towering wall of air that stretched high into the clouds, with no end in sight on either side.

On one side of the wall was an endless, dense forest, while on the other was a murky pale yellow viscous substance mixed with white particles.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The scene was bizarre, to say the least, something that simply could not exist in real life. Explore more stories at empire

He picked up a branch from the ground and tried stabbing it into the wall of air.

Without much effort.

The branch easily pierced in, but was quickly enveloped by the viscous matter on the other side of the wall. He tried to pull the branch out and found it required a good deal of strength.

Under the influence of the D-level Skill Calm and Composed, his physical condition maintained a constant doubling of strength.

His strength far exceeded that of ordinary people.

In this situation, the fact that it was so difficult to pull out the branch illustrated the substantial adhesive force of the viscous liquid on the other side of the wall.

It took all his power to yank the branch back out!

Immaculately clean.

The branch that came out was completely clean, without a single drop of the viscous liquid on it, and the wall of air in front of him remained intact, suggesting it had rapidly "healed" the hole pierced by the branch would be an understatement.

To describe it accurately, it was as if the wall of air had never been pierced at all.

It seemed that the wall was composed of individual molecules that shifted aside when the branch was inserted, and recombined when the branch was removed.

There was no concept of a hole or a wound to begin with.

"Is this... the world barrier?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit looked up at the towering wall of air, with the pale yellow viscous substance piling up on the other side of the wall stretching into the sky. Should that stuff fall, not a single player in the forest would make it out alive.

Even with infinite resurrection, one would perish and resurrect endlessly within the endless viscous liquid.

They'd all drown or suffocate in the cycle.

Better to just die outright, clean and swift.

"There's a group of people on Blue Star who firmly believe that Blue Star is a continent, not spherical, and at the edge of Blue Star exists a world barrier. Crossing it poses the risk of falling into the cosmic void."

"What we see before us resembles the world barrier as described by those people."

Tuberculosis Rabbit's eyes held a trace of shock, finding it difficult to calm his heart for a moment.

Both of them more or less guessed what this pale yellow viscous liquid was.

This pale yellow viscous liquid, if expectations were correct, should be the substance used for creating maps.

And this map... probably was crafted using this type of liquid.

The Snow Sea Project Team, they wielded almost creator-like abilities, able to use this viscous liquid to fabricate a forest out of nothingness, endowing it with all sorts of magical rules.

For example, in this forest, one could infinitely resurrect.

Or in this forest, cutting down a pine tree meant the tree would turn into a log and fly into the player's backpack.

Or even generate savages to attack the players.

Creators?

No, perhaps even creators lack such capabilities.

"..."

Chen Yi remained silent, not speaking a word, glanced at the skid blade that had lodged into the wall, boarded the sled, revved up the engine to its maximum, and began to reverse.

The resistance wasn't that great either.

After a few seconds of strain, the skid blade that had embedded into the wall began to pull out, dragged by the sled.

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"Let's go."

Chen Yi looked at the Tuberculosis Rabbit still standing in front of the air wall, "With our current strength, all we can do is watch. Whatever the purpose of the Snow Sea Project Team is, there will come a day when the truth will be revealed."

"And what we need to do is to stay alive, and to make ourselves stronger."

The Snow Sea Project Team is human.

This much everyone knows.

To describe them as human may not be entirely accurate; it should be said they are intelligent life forms. The very name of the team makes this quite clear, not to mention that the Snow Sea Project Team actually recruits customer service representatives.

That made it even more obvious.

He had actually vaguely guessed what the aim of the Snow Sea Project Team might be, but he had never said it out loud; after all, it was just a guess and he wasn't sure. Moreover, even if he guessed correctly, it wouldn't really mean much.

Simply by following the rules of the past three months, and the tenth rule of the June regulations, it isn't hard to guess.

...

Nearly twenty minutes later, Chen Yi and his companion had made a clearing by driving the snowmobile back and forth in the direction they had come from.

The cleared space behind them looked extremely neat.

No fallen trees, no branches or leaves. Any tree cut down by a player would turn into a log, transform into a stream of light, and fly into the player's backpack, leaving no trace on the ground; in fact, it looked quite clean.

The group didn't stop.

They just kept going in this continuous loop.

Since they had already entered this map, the current focus should be on the map task, that is, building a house. To build a house, naturally, they needed to gather wood.

...

"I'm a happy lumberjack."

Li Yide hummed a lively tune, casually pulling up a few mushrooms from under a tree root, wiping them on his sleeve, and tossing them into his mouth to refuel himself for the work ahead.

This map's mission wasn't bad at all.

He liked it.

Especially the fact that you could resurrect infinitely, which was really strange, though limited to this map, but that feeling of being able to revive was still very odd.

You should know, the word 'death' has always been taboo for humans.

Once you cross that line, it means many rules can be broken.

Before long.

After refueling, Li Yide patted his belly, took a deep satisfying breath, reveling in the sensation of his vehicle's fuel increasing, then burst into laughter and took off with his chainsaw towards the distance.

But just then—

He suddenly heard a piercing sonic boom ahead of him, and before he could react, he saw a white light rapidly filling his pupils until it magnified!

'You have been killed by another player, and will revive in the same spot after an hour.'

Consciousness had already slipped into darkness.

And in that darkness, a prompt sounded by his ear.

"Is this what death feels like?"

Li Yide looked around, seeing only pitch black where he couldn't even see his hand in front of his face, and without the solid feeling of standing on the ground, he felt as if he was floating in the air.

He reached out to touch his body, there was a clear sense of touch.

But everything around him was empty.

He could speak and there was sound, but there was no echo, nor any response.

He floated like a willow fluff in the deepest darkness of the universe. His personal panel was not displayed, the title above his head was gone too, there was nothing.

Isolation, desolation.

Here, it was perfectly embodied.

He couldn't feel the passage of time, even the thoughts in his mind were unconsciously slowing down.

Here, it was as if everything had stopped.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

Li Yide suddenly found the darkness he had become accustomed to gradually fading, till light filled the space around him. He closed his eyes tightly and held his hand in front of him to avoid being invaded by the blinding sunlight.

After a while, he came around, supporting himself on a tree root, standing on the spot, feeling slightly week in the knees as he felt his body up and down.

Completely unharmed without any injury.

Props undamaged.

The logs that had dropped out of his backpack were neatly arranged to one side, unclaimed by anyone.

The feeling of standing on solid ground had come back to him.

He had truly been revived.

Li Yide, who stood still for a few minutes after revival, then had a flicker of fear in his eyes and shot off in the direction he had come from.

Players could revive, that was true.

But the feeling of death was not pleasant.

No pain.

But in that hour of darkness, he even felt like he had forgotten the existence of his own body. At the beginning, he wondered if his props would be damaged, whether the resources he had worked hard to obtain would be taken away.

He pondered many problems.

But as time went by, he found his thoughts gradually stagnating.

He forgot the existence of his body, forgot to think, and even forgot his own existence.

When he revived again.

It even felt like a lifetime had passed.

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