Different Dimension Game

The old man's expression was a little distorted, and when he was dying, he seemed to have regained some consciousness, and was talking strange nonsense there.

"Oh, what it is, I don't know right now..."

"It doesn't have to be completely bad, it's just that people are broken."

"It turns out that my mother looks like this, I have long forgotten. She died very early, because of illness. Alas, I remember burying her with my own hands."

"What does my father look like..."

The neighbor twitched a few times, like a prawn struggling with exhaustion after getting out of the water.

When a man is about to die, his words are good, and when a bird is about to die, his song is mourning. Wang Hao stood beside him, listening carefully, ready to cover his ears at any time.

The old man began to recall his hurried life. No matter who he was talking to, even a low-collared child, he was still talking nonsense.

What are my parents' names, I have long forgotten.

Do you have any children? In the long life, the child does not seem to matter, he has no children.

My dear, it's long gone.

He spent most of the time in a daze, completely unaware of what he was doing.

Is it possible to live for a longer time?

Or, life itself is meaning.

When life will eventually disappear, what should you think about and do? If there are only a few minutes left in life, should you repent, regret, or some other choice...

The sudden appearance of this question made him feel at a loss.

This is something that humans naturally need to think about, but in the past, as an immortal, he never thought about it.

He tried to recall some beautiful things, but he seemed to have completely forgotten all the good things. He even forgot his own name.

This made the old man feel a little sad, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Inexplicably, he began to repent of his evil deeds.

"How should I get out of here?"

A child's voice came from his ear, calm, soothing, but full of energy.

"Where is this place, can you tell me?"

The old neighbor tried his best to take a look at the voice, and finally the darkness in all directions began to occupy his field of vision.

is no longer visible.

He was completely powerless, allowing the roots of blood ginseng to grow from his facial features, and said with all his strength: "I don't know... I have been in a daze outside, but here I am still a little awake! Why, I don't know... "

He seemed to think of something again: "There's a compass in the house... You can go to the east and try..."

"There... weird... less."

East! Precious clues!

Why should you help him?

The old man didn't know it himself, so if he helped, he would help, for no reason.

never mind…

The child asked again, "Why am I here? What is the purpose of grandma?"

The old man said with difficulty: "My child... has never experienced aging, it is special..."

"It's not very smart now... It's still growing..."

Wang Hao felt that he had heard a big secret, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"The well in the north of the village...you can steal its power...just a little bit of fur..."

"I can't tell you too much, Guwazi... Otherwise, you will die."

When the old man said this, his body kept twitching, as if he was dying: "...go to the east...go to the place where the sun rises...it might be a little better."

"Maybe you can succeed...but it still won't let you go..."

"Mother...Mother!"

Wang Hao wanted to ask something else, but found that the old man's breath was getting more and more sluggish. At the end, he started to speak incoherently, foaming at the mouth and starting to call "Mother" and "Mother".

A mother who doesn't know how long she's lived, whether it's human or something weird, shouts that she's been dead for hundreds of years. This scene seems very real but also heart-wrenching.

No matter how bad people are, when they are dying, they always call their mothers.

The most sober time in a person's life is only when he is breastfeeding, and the other is when he is dying before death. During the long period of time, he was fascinated by the outside world. On the surface, he seemed to understand, but in fact, he was always confused and didn't know what he wanted.

Wang Hao lowered his head, sighed slightly, looked at the letter left by the black-clothed guard Li Xianfeng, and then looked at the old man.

"The last question, how do I get back to my senses?"

The old man's pupils dilated, and he muttered: "...that grass, plus blood!"

After saying this, his body has lost his soul.

After the neighbor's old man died, the growth rate of blood ginseng was obviously more than one grade faster. In just a few minutes, the blood from the whole body was drained and it was drawn into a mummified corpse.

A person's blood and essence have grown ginseng to a length of 10 centimeters, the thickness of a thumb, and it is estimated that it may weigh less than half a catty.

This ginseng is not aggressive, it is equivalent to a strange plant type.

If it spreads out, it will inevitably cause a **** storm in the world.

"A treasure that can make people live longer, a treasure that can live forever..."

"Don't say so much, I don't like this."

Wang Hao originally wanted to say something rude to relieve his psychological pressure, but now, he doesn't know what to say anymore.

The topic of life, old age, sickness and death is too heavy to be used as a joke.

Finally, he sighed and entered the neighbor's room again to conduct a careful search. I found a quaint compass, which is as delicate as a compass, and I don't know where it came from.

There are two circles on the plate, the inner circle reads "Zi Chou Yin Mao Chen Si Wu has not Shen You Xu Hai", and the outer circle reads "Jia Bing Ding Wu Ji Geng Xin Ren Gui", and the pointer points exactly in the direction of Wu.

"Are the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches..."

As long as you know that "noon" is the south direction, all other directions can be calculated.

In the kitchen, I found a bag of withered and yellow plants like dog's tail grass. I couldn't tell what this bag of plants was.

There is no sense of smell in the game, and there is no way to figure out whether it can be eaten or not.

"Could it be a plant that increases san's value? Plus blood? Try it out, there's still a scorpion's blood anyway."

As for the other items, they are all tattered household utensils, and the old neighbor is so poor that he cannot be poor.

"Are you going to the east..."

After thinking about it for a while, he still decided to believe what his neighbors said and hid at home and waited for his grandmother to return. It was not his style.

The big deal, let's start the fourth reincarnation again.

Then go to the east!

So, on the fifth and sixth day, the silly brother was called, and the two spent their time in constant preparation...

First, he worked hard to release the blood of "Biao Zi".

Sure enough, these dog's tail grass-like plants began to grow wildly after encountering the blood of life. After a while, they formed strange plants like wheat, and the grains on them were very large like corn kernels.

"Brother, is this what we eat?" Even the silly younger brother was shocked. The tortilla he usually eats is actually this kind of blood-sucking plant!

"I don't know either. Unless it's a last resort, don't eat indiscriminately."

Wang Hao was also a little shocked. He carefully collected the corn kernels.

It won't work, I don't know for the time being, but it's always right to keep it anyway.

He peeled off the skin of Biaozi and made two very simple cloaks.

After putting on this cloak, it is actually majestic, like a little leopard.

I don't know whether Biaozi's meat can be eaten or not; but its skin should carry a certain degree of supernatural power...

As for the blood of the neighbor's old man, it has been drained by the blood ginseng. With humanitarianism, Wang Hao and his younger brother dug a hole and buried this guy. No matter how much evil he did during his lifetime, death is the most fair thing, and when he dies, there is nothing left.

"I'm really crazy, burying people in the game... Forget it, it's a famous enemy."

He also used the firewood here to grill more than 30 catties of Biaozi meat.

Anyway, as long as you press a button and wait for a while, it will be completed, and it doesn't take too much thought.

After completing this series of preparations, it was the afternoon of the sixth day, and carefully reviewed all the props at hand.

"Biaozi meat, leather cloak, mysterious compass, plants that can restore sanity, clues to missing children, clues to black clothes guards, a small mirror, a sharp kitchen knife, and a blood ginseng, and some water, two immortals Beans, that's about it."

Adding up more than 20 pounds of packages, it almost reached the upper limit that a ten-year-old child could bear.

And the silly younger brother's dry and thin physique is actually quite strong, and he also carries a luggage of more than 20 kilograms.

About to leave this house, the silly brother is afraid, and has a sixth sense of relief.

"I don't wear paper figures. Maybe it's my grandma's eyeliner, but it's harmful to wear them."

Wang Hao couldn't help laughing at himself: "Hey, look at how considerate I am, the game is almost over, and I'm still thinking about these things..."

Maybe it's because the sense of substitution is too deep.

On the morning of the seventh day, Wang Hao had no cornbread in his hand.

The younger brother still has one in his hand, so there is no need to fight for it.

Lao Wang ate a fairy bean at a low san value!

The fairy bean also has the function of a tortilla, and the effect is even better. Just a small one makes the character enter the state of [satiety].

[You've eaten so much, you feel more satisfied than ever! 】

The characters in the game are very satisfied, and Wang Hao is also very satisfied. Bringing an extra fairy bean is a bit of a waste, but it's nothing. It brings a happy ending to the story.

The third reincarnation brought him an unimaginable sense of achievement!

In a desperate situation, you have to find a way to survive, can you not feel excited and satisfied?

"It's time to go! Brother, let's go! Take advantage of the early hours to walk a little longer."

"okay!"

He looked back at the "home" that gave him a thrill, the "home" that he stayed for less than seven days (21 days in three reincarnations).

It was as if he had personally experienced this absurd life, and his heart was filled with thousands of emotions.

Turning his head, he took a second look at it.

This time is not easy.

However, the world view of this white fog world only reveals the tip of the iceberg!

More mysteries are hidden in the deep villages. I don't know when the real mystery will be solved.

"Hehe" smiled twice and looked at his pale hands. They didn't have any muscles. They weren't as powerful as Kong Wu, but they didn't keep shaking like before.

The heartbeat is slow and the breathing is rhythmic.

He turned his head again and smiled at his silly younger brother: "Let's go, let's go, why don't you ask me this time? We won't come back, and we won't go to see grandma."

"Yeah!" Silly younger brother picked up his backpack and shouted happily, "Let's go! Let's go!"

Wang Hao led the way, and his younger brother followed behind.

In the state of high san value, the white fog becomes lighter, and the visual field is very good.

The path is still the same path,

The moss is still the moss,

Take up the backpack,

take a step,

Towards the east.

At the end of the mountain and the sea,

A shooting star in stride,

Don't look back for a moment.

The occasional breeze brought the two of them to talk in a low voice.

"Brother, are we going to die?"

"No, no, you can't die with me here."

"How did we get here?"

"I don't know either, as long as I can escape."

"Who is grandma?"

"I don't even know."

"Will you always take me with you?"

"Of course, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I'm very strong... Haha." Old Wang boasted to himself.

The scene gradually dimmed, which is a sign that the game deadline is about to be reached.

Before ending the game, the two found a small unoccupied house to rest.

The rest of the fairy beans could not be taken out, Wang Hao said to his younger brother who was already nervous: "Don't worry. The world is very big, the scenery is beautiful, there are many opportunities, and life is short, and now it's just a short setback. That's all. Well, I'll give you a small present."

"If you survive, join Heiyiwei. With this experience, you shouldn't be too naive."

The silly brother in the game took a fairy bean in a daze.

A touch of emerald green color seems to contain unimaginable majestic vitality.

He liked this gift so much, he grinned slyly, and gave a strong "um".

The scene seemed to freeze at this moment, and the seventh day ended.

A line of information popped up on the screen: [Congratulations, the main quest has been completed: Survive for seven days. 】

[Task completion: 220%]

(Five-star difficulty, "Xanadu" script, customs clearance!)

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(PS: Two in one!)

(This large chapter is finally over, and I am finally relieved. It adds up to about 50,000 or 60,000 words. I feel that it works well!)

(Actually, this copy is not too long. God knows how tired I am writing... Because this copy has to connect the previous clues, it is the first time to try this type of writing.)

(The book will definitely not collapse, because there is no fight at all, the protagonist does not cultivate, and will not cultivate in the future!)

(Playing games is simply playing games, for happiness, not to become stronger!)