Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Those carriages are very big. If combined with some... some knowledge that Wang Qi himself has forgotten, it is just like a "small pickup truck".

Although Wang Qi doesn't know what a "pickup truck" is now.

Four high guardrails surround the four sides. Inside the carriage, many human-like characters... I don't know if they are real people or characters from the illusion are crowded inside. Probably because there are limited carriages, everyone is standing. The core is a group of children, and the young and middle-aged are divided in the middle. The old people are standing carefully against the carriage.

Perhaps because standing for a long time makes these people a little painful, their faces are not very good. But the feeling of fear suppressed all complaints.

Wang Qi glanced into the carriage, and then looked at the other side. His landing point was exactly on the wooden board that separated the carriage and the driver.

Each carriage has three drivers, who seem to take turns driving. The middle-aged driver in the lead is even more cultivated. He glanced at Wang Qi, his eyes still showing some surprise: "I didn't feel the balance of the car change... Are you a level 4 ranger?"

--If it's a level 5 ranger, then he will be able to run faster than the carriage. Only a level 4 ranger needs to use force like this.

Wang Qi didn't know what a "level 4 ranger" was, so he could only smile mysteriously: "Probably."

The driver bowed and looked respectful: "May I ask why you want to get on our car, senior?"

Wang Qi didn't know why he had to get on. He just wanted to see the changes in this illusion so that he could judge his situation. It seems that this group of people may be going to escape. What if the so-called "demon tide" is a form of illusion attack?

However, he couldn't say that this was "convenient for the development of the plot", so he had to find a random reason: "Save some energy. The destination is still far away!"

The middle-aged driver nodded, then stood up and knocked on the gong hanging in front of him. Then, he used two small black and white flags to signal. Soon, there was a reply from the front.

The middle-aged driver nodded and said, "Senior, you can go back with us. However, you must keep practicing the light body technique on the car. If you destroy the balance of the car, we who are left behind will have to fight you even if we can't beat you."

As if he was afraid that he would be angry, the driver added, "These are all rules, senior, you should know."

Wang Qi nodded without commenting.

He began to think about his situation.

Obviously, he was sent here by "some force". However, the memory of that force was destroyed by himself.

In addition, there is also the memory of his own skills.

How to say it, he does remember his own skills and the string theory soul method. But he feels that the soul method he remembers now is only "a part" of his entire skills.

In addition, there are memories of coming here, memories of exploring the outer shell of the spacecraft, and memories of passing through the layer of Qi...

"Is there a problem with the layer of Qi? Is it an illusion?"

"In addition, I remember that I came here with a mission, so why should I delete so many memories? Many of these memories are very critical. I can't even remember the goal of my mission..."

"Unless, I originally had other means to remember these things... For example, these memories are not stored in my brain and soul, but in other things. Then, I can use another way to let those memories participate in my thinking."

"There is no memory of this aspect, but... was it deleted? It is the special nature of the body..."

Wang Qi thought of this and suddenly stopped thinking in this direction, then cut off this idea and transferred his thoughts elsewhere.

He knew that the reason why he destroyed this part of the memory was because these memories were very important to him. If the other party's memory reading ability is strong enough, then "his" greatest capital will be threatened.

Therefore, he can't think about this "capital" thing.

You must not use your existing abilities to infer your "capital".

Otherwise, there will definitely be problems.

However, he really didn't understand what kind of illusion this was.

It actually used such a flawed illusion!

According to the practice of "human race", "horse" and "horizon" appearing in the illusion, this should be an illusion constructed by the recipient's cognition. The caster may not be able to see the illusion, which is formed based on the recipient's thinking.

However... this kind of illusion usually appears "the recipient thinks it is very reasonable".

If Wang Qi came by himself, whether it was the crisis of the intelligent machine or something else, he could make up his mind.

At least it is much more reasonable than this inexplicable "magic tide" background.

At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Wang Qi raised his head and was shocked again.

I saw some yellow lines suddenly appear on the road.

These lines are perpendicular to the ground, and their structure is completely incomprehensible. In Wang Qi's perception, they seemed to have no "cross-sectional area" at all, just a one-dimensional line. These lines went straight from the ground to the sky.

Wang Qi subconsciously used his spiritual sense to perceive.

Then he found out... this thing was at least tens of thousands of kilometers long...

"What the hell is this?"

Wang Qi was confused.

However, those "people" who fled seemed to know that such a thing would happen. The coachmen looked at all this with serious faces. They got out of the car and gathered together to discuss.

"There are also abnormal phenomena here." The elderly coachman in the lead was worried: "This is not a good sign. This world has lost order. The demonic tide is approaching."

——The demonic tide is approaching...

Wang Qi stared blankly at the thing in front of him, which was probably made of the same material as soil.

Will the Demonic Tide behave like this?

Is there something wrong with this setting?

Isn’t there something wrong with this style of painting?

A coachman said: "There is a stranger, why not let him come..."

The head of the old coachman looked gloomy: "You want to entrust the lives of a village to an outsider?"

Wang Qi sighed and said, "If you want me to explore the way, it's not impossible..."

Those coachmen knew that Wang Qi was at least a "fourth-level ranger", so they also knew that he could hear this exchange.

The old coachman snorted coldly: "I know what you people who are running around in the world think. Bah, do you think this product of the demonic tide is so easy to contact? What will you do if you are assimilated by this demonic tide?"

Wang Qi looked around: "Speaking of which, this barrier isn't very wide, right? Go around it?"

These coachmen can be considered to have some cultivation. During the Qi training period, no matter what, he is stronger than the cattle.

The surrounding mountains are very gentle. A few cartmen carried the cart around this weird area. Wouldn't it be over?

The old coachman was shocked: "Could it be that your brain has been affected by the demonic tide? There is no road here, how can the car go, and how can the horse go? This is not in the suburbs of the city!"

Wang Qi fell into deep thought.

——I'm really starting to doubt the IQ of this illusion creator.

What the hell is this?

Why is there such an illusion attack?

Even a country bumpkin would feel disobedient when seeing this, right?

How can there be any truth in "Only people can walk, but cars and horses cannot"?

Everyone deliberated for a moment. Finally, an old man was elected and went to explore that inexplicable area.

The old man approached the inexplicable area cautiously. Those "lines" seem to have texture. It took some effort for the old man to walk in.

However, the next second, the old man let out a scream.

"ah!"

Wang Qi watched helplessly as he sank into the ground.

"It's...this kind of setting..."

For some reason, he didn't find it strange anymore.

The old man's screams continued to come from the ground, full of energy. Wang Qi finally stuck his head out curiously and took a look.

In the bottomless void, an old man was suspended, dancing and screaming, swirling in the air.

"It's really...this kind of setting..."

Wang Qi slapped himself on the forehead.

——Brother, whether you want to play "Full Time High*" or "Sword God*" or "Ready Player One" with me... please clear the bugs, okay?

Are you a French potato expert?

"Well, at least the situation is much better than before. At least...now...I know that this illusion is not used to trap people or kill people. Unless it is to laugh the enemy to death..."

If you really want to trap the enemy for a long time, just find some illusions that are not so easy to detect and waste the enemy's time. At least it can delay the enemy's use of physical means to break the illusion.

Instead of using something like this...that looks stupid at first glance...

Wang Qi thought so.

He was increasingly confused about what this spaceship was trying to do.

It can't be that the ultimate game nerd wants to play a game of "although this is a game, it is not a joke" with the civilizations of the entire universe...

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Wang Qi chewed a small branch. He was now certain that this tree and the tree outside were the same plant.

It's that familiar mediocre taste.

While he was analyzing, he also followed the three-eyed alien closer to the settlement in this world.

At the same time, he also saw the legendary Iron Detective - probably.

That is actually a machine that is completely inconsistent with the mainstream style of painting in this world. Unlike those guards who resemble fighter planes, the Iron Catcher is more like a spider. Their body is a small metal box with a ring of legs around it.

This mechanical monster composed of a transmission belt, a hydraulic press and a method is quite rough in shape, almost like an American comic-style monster that has broken into a landscape painting.

When the three-eyed aliens saw these monsters, they trembled and sped up.

Wang Qi ate the blood he had collected previously.