Dim yellow lights illuminated a huge underground space like a maze.

The temperature here is very cold, and above the head is a concrete-painted imitation wooden beam structure. The crisscrossing "wooden beams" look like a maze.

Thick red-painted pillars support this space, while the walls are made up of structures that look like pharmacy drawers.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear a buzzing sound coming from the "drawer".

When you touch the drawer with your hand, you can see the fluorescence light up and display text or pictures.

"Backup of records of Xihe County, Lucheng County, Yinzhou in April of the first year of Huangquan."

"Backup of records of Yangcheng County, Yunyang County, Jinzhou in May of the first year of Huangquan."

"In January of the second year of Huangquan, Xiangzhou..."

If you look carefully, you can even see densely packed photos of people arranged together to form a matrix. This is all the household registration and population information collected by the Huangquan base in various places in Kyushu.

At this moment.

Deep in the labyrinth of countless "pharmacy drawers", in a room with a closed alloy door.

Jiang Chao is sitting in front of a very retro-looking computer.

A big picture tube monitor and a white retro keyboard.

But Jiang Chao's operation mode is extremely dreamy. Thick and dense cables hang down from a high place, entangled together like a big tree and rooted behind it, turning into a cable seat.

Jiang Chao leaned on the "seat" and raised his hair to connect it to the cable.

His eyes were fixed on the screen of the CRT monitor, but he was actually in a semi-fugue state.

Jiang Chao didn't speak, but information was flowing in the virtual world.

"Make the light brighter. This dim light is so dark that your eyes are almost blind."

Wang Shu: "This is the only thing this light bulb has."

Jiang Chao: "Why not make it brighter?"

Wangshu: "This is Huangquan."

The implication is that if it's too bright, it won't look like the underworld.

Jiang Chao: "Isn't this the computer room? And whoever said hell must be very yellow."

Wang Shu: "This is Huangquan's computer room."

Recently, Jiang Chao was not at the Great Sun Palace but at the Huangquan Base. To activate the main engines of Da Siming and Shao Siming, and to start reincarnation, he still flew over on the Shang Yang Bird.

What is next to him at this moment is the true appearance of Huangquan Base, the seventh-floor Da Siming Server Management Center.

No matter how beautiful the virtual world is, it is like a paradise in Paradise.

However, the Huangquan Base in reality looks like this.

"Zizzsssssssssssssssss!"

"Didi drip drip drip!"

Several mechanical arms combined with vines from high up extended down, passed through the picture tube monitor in front of Jiang Chao, and penetrated deep into the darkness.

There, something that looked like a shrine was revealed.

That is the real host at this level.

There is a pedestal on top of the altar, but it is empty at the moment.

After the last few modules were connected to the Shentai host, Jiang Chao plugged the cable behind his head and looked at the host from both the real and virtual levels, and then finally started to authorize.

"Da Siming Server Management Center system is started."

The light on the altar lit up layer by layer, and then passed along the line to the picture tube monitor in front of Jiang Chao.

Later.

A blurry virtual image of Da Siming appeared on the screen.

He looks like an old man, with a long beard and a majestic look, holding the power of life and death in his hands.

However, it is completely different in the virtual world. The mythical god Da Shiming seems to have really traveled through time.

"Boom!"

Jiang Chao looked up high and saw that the gate to heaven in the virtual world was wide open.

Rolling black clouds poured out from the gate, followed by storms, and the world seemed to be immersed in the gloomy atmosphere of death.

An old man walked out of it in a car, his body appearing and disappearing, changing constantly.

Among the black clouds, the voice of Da Siming came.

"Everyone comes to Kyushu, why is he so long-lived?"

It means that the power of life and death among all the living beings in the Nine Provinces is under the control of Da Siming.

Finally, the God of Command walked down from the Nine Heavens and entered the host machine.

Jiang Chao blinked his eyes, and everything in the virtual world disappeared, leaving only the blurry image on the picture tube host.

Jiang Chao tried typing: "Search keyword, Monk Kong Hui."

Then he saw the vague Da Siming also responded with words, densely packed with pages after pages, but Jiang Chao noticed the situation.

"The soul has entered reincarnation and is undergoing the preparation process for reincarnation."

Jiang Chao immediately asked: "Why are you so anxious? The construction of the Shao Siming Server Management Center has just been completed, and he jumped in?"

Moon God heard the call and appeared behind Jiang Chao: "Others are working very hard."

Jiang Chao unplugged the cord from the back of his head, walked out along the maze-like corridor outside, and then entered an elevator.

"The elevator goes down."

After turning the handle, the wooden hollow elevator began to descend.

Jiang Chao looked at the elevator and said, "Why hasn't the elevator been upgraded for so long?"

Wang Shu's portrait suddenly appeared in the mural outside. The painted eyes moved and glanced at Jiang Chao: "Don't you think this original version is very interesting?"

Jiang Chao said: "Didn't the original version have iron railings one by one and climb down with bare hands?"

Wang Shu: "That's not an elevator."

Jiang Chao thought of the computer just now: "Like that retro CRT monitor you made?"

Wang Shu was very happy that Jiang Chao finally mentioned her design: "It feels very interesting, right?"

It looks like it only leads to the next floor, but the elevator actually goes much deeper and it takes a while to arrive.

Before the elevator door opened, various sounds came from the eighth floor of Huangquan Base.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Dong dong dong, sizzling sizzling."

It sounded like an electric drill was sounding, and something was digging into the wall. As soon as the door was opened, it was discovered that various large monsters were developing and decorating the entire eighth floor.

Densely dense vine demons crisscross the area, and various precision instruments are installed and combined.

Jiang Chao passed through it and entered the deepest gate.

Here, he saw a special big red machine.

Just like Da Siming's host is a sacred platform, Young Siming is also a sacred platform.

However, Da Siming's host computer was connected to a CRT monitor, and the machine Shao Siming was connected to seemed familiar to Jiang Chao.

"Isn't this a slot machine?"

"No, this is Shao Siming."

Wang Shu asked Jiang Chao: "Do you want to start reincarnation?"

Jiang Chao looked at Nakong Hui for a while: "Didn't you decide it long ago?"

After speaking, Jiang Chao turned on the machine without any further hesitation.

Then Jiang Chao saw Kong Hui's appearance appear in the machine, and countless pictures appeared in front of him, which were countless options and places for reincarnation.

Kong Hui stretched out her hand and started to choose, and then she saw the countless options spinning faster and faster.

On the eighth floor of the Huangquan Base, Jiang Chao watched as the bright frame on the main unit started to rotate along with it, accompanied by the passionate sound of the turntable spinning.

"..."

Jiang Chao was absolutely sure that this thing was a slot machine.

Jiang Chao: "You still say no."

Wang Shu: "Didn't you ask for it? When reincarnated, everyone is random."

Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil. In the previous life, the good ones ended up in wormwood or sealed with ghosts and gods, and the evil ones would also be sent to hell to be punished.

When entering the step of reincarnation, everything in the previous life can be said to have come to an end temporarily.
To be continued...