My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank

Chapter 2716 - 906: Touching Anything with Your Hand First Is Extremely Dangerous

He sighed, picked up the Nine-tailed Whip beside him, and walked forward, pouring the scalding tea onto the naked body of the bound female elf. As the aroma of the tea dispersed and the other trembled, he raised the whip and said softly:

"It’s okay, humble I will soon take you back to those wonderful times, where pain is pleasure. Look, all the things you taught me, I never dared nor wished to forget. Come, let me help you recall those bygone days."

"Snap"

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"The third interference will begin in three minutes. Sir Murphy, I have just spoken with Lord Norman in Cardman City, who acts as the locator. He has confirmed to us that Cardman City has moved away from the subspace boundary and is re-entering the Star Realm.

The heretics’ guidance and push towards the city have become ineffective. Next, we only need to continue interfering with it, letting it drift towards the calculated mapping coordinates."

Cement Sister’s voice sounded in Murphy’s ear, making the slightly fatigued Handsome Murphy nod.

At this moment, he was still hovering in front of the subspace rift, but the Beta Program energy, which was glowing brightly stimulated by the Omega Program, had now condensed into a thorn-like white halo covering Murphy’s body, making him look uniquely like a vampire emerging from the light.

This was the thirty-fifth minute since the start of the operation to close the subspace rift and rescue Cardman City. Murphy’s right hand, used to carry the Omega Program into the other side of the subspace rift, had become scorching hot.

The heat accumulation was formed from the repeated collisions and annihilation of subspace chaos energy and the Omega Program.

From initially feeling nothing to now sensing the pain on his fingers, Murphy had undergone a wave of "stress testing," enabling him to estimate that his current endurance time in the subspace chaos environment should be around an hour.

This is quite an astonishing time.

Old Su Head, after losing the artificial divinity created by the creator, might not have been able to endure the corruption and erosion of the subspace as long as Murphy. After all, this has nothing to do with strength; it’s just that the chaos origin’s double interference and mutation on the mental and physiological levels of flesh and blood creatures is extremely overpowered.

"Monica, report on the subspace rift situation!"

Murphy asked, and a few seconds later, the amnesiac sentinel responded in a solemn tone:

"The magic of the Omega Program is indescribable in words. With it as the core of suppressive power, the purification efficiency of the Beta Program has been boosted to 300% of its original design specifications. Currently, the area of ​​the subspace rift in the material world has shrunk by two-thirds.

Hold on, Lord Administrator.

At the current pace, we need about twenty more minutes to completely close this rift. How are you feeling? Have you heard hallucinations or seen illusions floating in front of you? If you experience anything like that, please inform me immediately."

"The spirit is fine, just a bit tired. Maintaining the Omega Program in an active state for such a long time is more draining than I imagined, but other than that, no issues, just hand pain..."

Murphy said with a wry smile:

"It feels like touching scorching charcoal with my fingers..."

"!!!"

This answer stunned those around him, especially Little Sheron, who couldn’t help but shiver at the thought of touching charcoal with fingers. For a vampire who loathes flames, this nearly equates to torture.

Why could Sir Murphy speak of such terrifying things so lightly?

Wow, is this what the world of the strong is like?

Uh, the reality might not be as cool as Little Sheron thought, and Murphy’s indifference to this pain wasn’t due to strong willpower but purely because he was used to being tormented by the Omega Program.

Initially, every time this thing was activated, the pain would cause his whole body to tremble, but now he could maintain it for half an hour without a change in expression. Compared to the muscle-piercing pain when the Omega Program enveloped the body, merely touching charcoal, tch, is nothing worth mentioning.

"Well... I actually wanted to remind you about it earlier."

Monica’s somewhat embarrassed voice came through Murphy’s earpiece, and she said softly:

"If your right hand is very painful, you could actually switch to your left hand to continue guiding the Omega Program. This process doesn’t require you to always maintain such a dashing posture. After all, no one is taking pictures or recording videos of you.

When necessary, you can use your legs or wings.

The energy radiation of the Beta Program is already stable; it now just needs a coordinate to guide the energy..."

"Why didn’t you say something so important earlier!"

Usually very camera-conscious, Murphy’s eyebrows twitched as he berated, quickly withdrawing his scalding right hand upon inserting his left hand into the rift.

His slender fingers and pale palm looked as though they had undergone a sunburning punishment, turning grayish-white and still emitting high-temperature ashes. Fortunately, Murphy’s regeneration capability was greatly enhanced after reaching the silver rank, allowing his thoroughly battered hand to return to normal after a few minutes.

The blunder made the scene awkward, but a few minutes later, Murphy actively broke the silence, asking:

"Monica, the thing you’ve mentioned before, that’s been providing positioning guidance for the Beta Program in subspace, operating for a thousand years and still in effect—where is it? Since the rift is about to be closed, perhaps we should find a way to take that thing out."