Chapter 49

The cub's journey of "sub-universe teleportation" finally concluded after the little one had taken three naps.

When the tiny cub woke up on the surface of a desolate city, he felt bewildered by the ruined and decayed scenery surrounding him.

The bewildered little one first raised his small fist to rub his eyes, then turned his head in a daze to look at the system: "...Tongtong, have we arrived at a new amusement park?"

System 001 remained silent for two seconds before replying: [Yes, we have arrived.]

However, compared to the previous secondary planes, the danger level of this particular secondary plane was evidently much higher—this was a special plane where humanoid life forms had undergone "zombification" due to a peculiar virus.

Because experimental evidence had proven that the special virus in this plane posed a threat to the vast majority of races in the secondary universe, and at the same time, the plane contained no precious resources worth protecting, it had been sealed off by the Dark Universe Corporation ever since its discovery, and its existence had never been made public to the outside world.

System 001 had not expected that Saint Hilberg would actually teleport its cub host into this exact plane.

At this moment, while the cub was rubbing his eyes and gazing at the desolate ruins, System 001 was trying to contact Saint Hilberg through the system's exclusive channel.

Yet when System 001 attempted to send an inquiry to Saint Hilberg, it discovered that the instant messaging channel between them had turned into an asynchronous interaction channel.

The messages it currently sent to Saint Hilberg could only be transmitted through a window resembling a "message board," and this "message board" provided no notifications whatsoever; it could not even know when Saint Hilberg would receive its message, or whether it had been received at all.

This situation plunged System 001 into a brief silence, but it quickly understood that this was because the danger targeting the cub had not yet been completely lifted. Saint Hilberg was most likely directly confronting the omniscient brains of the two largest hostile corporations of the Dark Universe Corporation, which was why it had deliberately cut off the instant-messaging channel and replaced it with this asynchronous interaction channel.

Realizing this, System 001 stopped trying to establish further contact with Saint Hilberg and decisively shifted all its perceptual capabilities toward detecting the dangers of this plane.

Within this perilous plane, it had to ensure the safety of the cub—even though its cub host actually possessed mysterious abilities that it did not fully understand, as the cub's system, it could not simply dump everything onto the cub to shoulder alone.

...

Meanwhile, inside the virtual broadcast sphere of the main universe's variety show "Meta-Super 2," compared to before, the audience's spirit bodies showed a much lower interest in discussion. The audience churn data was still reasonably acceptable, but the emotional fluctuation values, which measured the entertainment value of the variety show, were continuing to trend downward.

Not to mention the audience members, even the green-skinned Maka-Maka had fallen into a somewhat low-spirited state ever since the cub's feed had vanished. It wasn't for any other reason than the fact that the cub's existence genuinely filled the variety show with marvelous suspense.

Just like the previous Plane Number 12768 and Plane Number 25838, who could have imagined that a candidate for the King of Soldiers could conquer planes in the form of a cub?

For the variety show "Meta-Super Battle Royale of Supreme Soldiers," the traditional skill of the contestants was fighting—all contestants completed their level promotions through combat, and the audience's spirit bodies tuned in to watch bloody battles.

Of course, among them, there would also be sufficiently powerful contestants who could become leaders among the participants, thereby guiding the rest through various crises during the elimination stage... But compared to the cub's miraculous performances, all of this seemed far from eye-catching enough.

Although the grieving green-skinned Maka-Maka was trying hard to stir up the audience's emotions, deep inside his heart he was howling in agony—Great Saint Hilberg, hurry up and switch the cub's live broadcast feed back! If this keeps up, our variety show is going to top the "Most Boring Variety Show Rankings"!

Just as Maka-Maka was howling inwardly, the giant screen on the main stage suddenly flashed, and a new feed abruptly appeared out of nowhere. Before Maka-Maka could even react, he heard a rapid succession of audience entry notification chimes go crazy in his earpiece.

When he looked closely at the content on the screen, a sharp shriek burst out from Maka-Maka's throat:

"Su—You!"

"Dear audience friends, after a lengthy 3 cosmic hours of maintenance, our cosmic optical network signal has finally been repaired! We can finally see our cute little cub, Su-You, once again!"

"Let's thank our hardworking staff—and let's also welcome our lovely little child, Su-You!"

At the same time, the audience spirit bodies beneath the main stage were also growing excited. Naturally, alongside their excitement, they could not help but cast a speechless, silent stare at the host on the main stage.

[Heh, this green-skinned Zerg is truly a dedicated host... Even at a time like this, he hasn't forgotten his lies.]

[Aha, "cosmic signal transmission failure," looks like he's sticking to that excuse to the bitter end.]

The audience spirit bodies beneath the main stage finally regained their urge to吐槽 and chat. Many audience lords successively returned from their custom-made private viewing seats to the public viewing seats, mingling and gossiping with other audience spirit bodies.

The audience emotion observation curve, which had seemed like a flat line just a short while ago, finally began to climb all the way upward, and the program "Meta-Super 2" successfully rescued itself from the crisis of landing on the "Universe's Most Boring Variety Show Ranking" at this very moment.

Of course, if one were to name the most excited among all the audience spirit bodies, it would undoubtedly be the diodes inside Subspace Number 001—during these 3 cosmic hours, the variety show's directors had forcibly switched the live broadcast of Subspace Number 001 into Su-You's solo-cam edited clips.

Relying solely on these solo-cam edited clips of Su-You, they had kept these diodes hard-captivated for 3 cosmic hours. Although these diodes were still intensely furious, the moment their anger flared, they would look up and see their adorable baby Yoyou...

[Damn it, those crafty variety show producers!]

This was the diodes' unanimous evaluation of the production team, yet they were equally unable to bring themselves to leave the subspace, even if it contained only recorded footage.

But now, everything was different!

Their baby Yoyou was back!!

[Ahhhhhh! Mommy's baby!]

[Wuwuwuwu, baby, baby, Daddy's baby, the signal is finally back!]

[Trash production team, I'm begging you, please don't cut off the baby's signal ever again, okay?]

[Cute baby, wuwu, has the baby arrived at a new plane too? But where is this place? Why does it look like he's not in the same plane as the other candidates who are currently fighting?]

[Plane Information: ***?]

[Why are the plane information and race information both mosaics? Why do I seem to smell the scent of conspiracy and danger...]

The diodes watched everything unfolding before them with tension—amidst the desolate city ruins, the cub had just cautiously poked his head out from an abandoned building.

It was evident that their baby Yoyou had no idea where he had ended up either. The little fellow was looking around in puzzlement, his large, cyan-green eyes filled with curiosity.

Every viewer of the variety show knew that this world was clearly extremely dangerous, but what was its danger?

Just as everyone was wondering, the little fellow's ears twitched. He turned his head to look toward a certain corner of the ruins, and then... and then he spotted another cub about his size, but with a visibly withered and partially decomposed body.

The two "cubs" stared at each other in blank dismay the moment their eyes met, and then it was Su-You who took the initiative to test the waters of "friendship." He tilted his head and tentatively waved his hand toward the direction of the zombie cub.

"Hi... Hello?"

While Su-You was tentatively waving, back in the distant main universe, the audience spirit bodies who saw the zombie erupted into collective shrieks—Ahhhhhh!

Don't say hello, baby, run!