By the time the Shorekeeper had completely sorted out the global beacons and restored smooth network signals, it was already the afternoon.
"I am truly sorry for making you wait so long."
After having someone pass the flower seeds to Camellya, the Shorekeeper looked at Noah with some shame:
"Good news. According to the beacon information, during the four months the Black Shores was isolated from the world, there were no major incidents anywhere in Solaris."
"Please wait for me one more hour. I will organize the global beacon information so I can accurately teleport you back to the Jinzhou central beacon."
As the second instance, the Shorekeeper's spatial abilities were not inferior to Mortefi's, only differing slightly in direction. Mortefi's spatial authority could affect gravity, while the Shorekeeper could achieve long-distance spatial teleportation.
That's right! It was exactly the fast teleportation through beacons in the game.
However, this ability required setting anchor points in advance for precise teleportation. Otherwise, the landing position might deviate.
Therefore, Noah could only wait for the Shorekeeper to send him back to Jinzhou for now. But once he set enough anchor points himself later, he would be able to go anywhere he wanted at will.
"Oh right, please give me your terminal."
Noah obediently handed over the Pangu Terminal. The Shorekeeper closed their eyes, injected a stream of information into it, and handed it back to Noah:
"Done. This terminal has now been implanted with my subroutine. Through it, you can contact the Black Shores from anywhere in Solaris that has a beacon. I hope it can help you."
The Shorekeeper was clearly very busy. After briefly explaining the functions, they hurriedly left.
Noah opened the newly implanted subroutine in the terminal. Immediately, a 20-centimeter-tall holographic projection of the Shorekeeper appeared on the terminal:
"Hello, I am the Shorekeeper. How may I assist you?"
"Eh?"
Noah widened his eyes. He turned to look at the Shorekeeper's departing back in the distance, then looked back at the projection in his hand:
"You really are the Shorekeeper?"
"I am not the Shorekeeper's main body, but I possess all the database information of the entire Black Shores. If you have any questions, feel free to consult me."
Whoa! Noah understood.
This was an intelligent AI with all the knowledge of the Black Shores — basically the earth's Doubao.
Having this was equivalent to carrying a Shorekeeper with him at all times.
Wonderful! Noah's eyes lit up. He genuinely liked this gift. It would be perfect for relieving boredom when he had nothing to do.
"Then can I call you Shorrie?"
"Yes, of course you can."
"Shorrie, V me 50, show me your power."
[Received 50 Shell Credits — Sender: Black Shores.]
Wow, they actually sent real money!
Noah was even more satisfied.
Facing this fresh application, Noah's playful heart was greatly aroused. With a thought, he took out a letter:
"Shorrie, this is a letter I recently wrote to a friend named Yangyang. Help me check how well I wrote it."
Shorrie scanned it with their eyes and quickly gave a reply:
"After comparison with the Black Shores database, except for the two words 'Yangyang', the plagiarism rate is 100%."
"666! The Black Shores truly produces talents. There's actually someone who writes letters as well as I do."
Noah expressed great satisfaction. He then took out a letter written by Jinhsi:
"Shorrie, help me check how well this letter is written."
"The writing is as implicit and meaningful as poetry, with refined wording. Between the lines flows restrained gentleness and vigorous joy. It is not a love letter, yet it contains intentions worthy of repeated contemplation."
"Good, good. Xixi is still too talented. Then help me check how well Changli's letter is written."
"Except for the three words 'Noah', the plagiarism rate is 100%."
Upon hearing this, Noah's body shook:
"Changli, you really copied it. Quickly pull up the document you compared it to. I want to see whose work she copied."
The Shorrie in the virtual projection reached behind them and, like performing a magic trick, pulled out a document projection even larger than their body:
"This is the letter you presented first. Please take a look."
"..."
Noah's silence was deafening. He put the terminal away with a reverse hand motion.
Not long after, he opened the terminal again.
"Shorrie."
"I'm here."
"There is still one hour before the real Shorekeeper will send me back to Jinzhou. I'm very bored right now. Can you find something for me to do?"
"Requires access to your contact list. Do you allow it?"
"Yes."
Shorrie lowered their hand to pinch their chin, as if deep in thought, then quickly raised their head:
"After inspection, your contact Black Shores Aalto has sent you ten urgent help messages recently. Do you need to turn off message do-not-disturb for him?"
Aalto?
Noah thought for a moment. Instead of disabling do-not-disturb, he opened the corresponding chat interface.
At the same time, a line of small text appeared in his vision.
[Companion Story: "Small Wooly, Big Adventures" has been activated.]
...
Black Shores - Medical Room.
The originally spacious medical room was now extremely crowded.
The reason was simple: Aalto had gathered all his connections and called over everyone he could. The room that should have been quiet was now incredibly lively, with bursts of laughter and teasing from time to time.
"No way bro, you didn't get in either."
"Obviously. You have to believe that the Wooly Warriors really exist to get in."
"Aren't you always listening to little Encore tell stories? You don't believe?"
"You believe?"
"Fine, I don't believe either."
At the front of the crowd, Doctor Mo opened a medical pod with an expressionless face:
"Next."
A Black Shores guest lay down inside. Ten seconds later he stood up again, holding his head with a face full of shock.
"No, I lied and said I believed her. She said I was lying. I feel like my brain got kicked. It's buzzing right now."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter:
"Skill issue, just admit it."
"You can't do it, that's all."
"Hey, if you're so good, you do it."
Doctor Mo helplessly shook her head, opened the medical pod, and repeated:
"Next."
No one stepped forward. Doctor Mo frowned:
"Is there anyone else?"
"Yes, there is."
A voice came from the back of the crowd. The Black Shores technical personnel and guests voluntarily made way. Noah walked forward with his hand raised:
"I already understand the situation. Leave the rest to me."
Doctor Mo recognized him. Her previously furrowed brows relaxed, and she spoke kindly to persuade him:
"Mister Noah, you need to believe that Encore's Wooly Warriors exist to enter her deep consciousness. A hero like you who saved the world probably wouldn't believe in children's fairy tales, right?"
"I believe." Noah nodded seriously. "I believe very much."
"Alright then."
Doctor Mo's gaze softened and her voice became gentler:
"Please lie down here."
After Noah lay down in the medical pod and the lid was confirmed to be tightly closed for soundproofing, Doctor Mo turned her head and glared at the numerous people in the back who were either waiting to watch the show or eat melon. She said grumpily:
"What are you looking at? A bunch of grown men, none of you are as responsible as Mister Noah. When Mister Noah fails later, none of you are allowed to laugh. Do you hear me?"
"We hear you."
Everyone replied in unison, but they still looked at the medical pod with eyes full of anticipation for a show.
Although they felt respect and gratitude toward the person who saved the Black Shores, still—
Even people as familiar with Encore as them had failed. How could an outsider like Noah possibly succeed? It was too ridiculous.
Ten seconds, thirty seconds, fifty seconds... Through the glass, they could only see Noah's chest rising and falling more and more steadily inside the pod.
"No way — he actually got in!"
Everyone widened their eyes, then praised in unison:
"Awesome, awesome!"
"As expected of him. He accomplished something we couldn't do so easily. So admirable, so worthy of worship!"
...
Unlike the enthusiastic praise from the people outside, Noah only felt his consciousness detach from his mind and enter another world.
In the dark world, only one door emitted light. A black sheep and a white sheep plush toy stood at the door, holding soft fabric knives and forks horizontally to block the way:
"Stop. Only those who believe that the Wooly Warriors truly exist may enter the Wooly Kingdom."
"I believe." Noah answered.
The black sheep shook its head fiercely:
"No, you don't believe."
"But I really do believe."
"No, you're lying."
The black sheep and white sheep raised their completely non-threatening fabric knives and forks, about to stab at Noah, as if to fork him out.
Seeing this, Noah finally understood why the previous people had all been driven out.
No matter whether you believed or not, you would still be driven away.
And in this deep consciousness of Encore's, other people's Resonance powers could not be used, so they couldn't fight the black sheep and white sheep at all.
But just because others couldn't, didn't mean he couldn't.
Noah's thoughts moved, and he switched to Encore.
The aftereffects of the severe overclocking from last time had not completely faded. The moment he switched characters, a pair of sheep horns immediately grew on his head.
He was about to force his way through the door when a pink twin-tailed girl in a dress ran out from inside the door.
It was Encore!
"Wooly Warrior!"
Encore called out joyfully, throwing herself into Noah's arms and hugging him tightly. She turned her head to look at the two plush toys behind her:
"Black Wooly, White Wooly, tell Mommy, I found the Wooly Warrior!"
...