If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

Lin Nian walked out of the dark tunnel, stepped on the cold and hard rails with a little force, and easily jumped onto the platform. Lin Nian raised his golden eyes and looked at the desolate subway platform illuminated by cold light.

The architectural style of the last century is everywhere. From the promotional posters to the obsolescence of the facilities, there is a sense of historical abandonment. The rolled-up newspapers on the ground were scraped past him. The title of "my country's First Crop Genetic Operation Technology" On the paper, "January 30, 1992" is clearly printed in the publication date column next to the main title.

This newspaper is from eighteen years ago.

The Nibelungs have their own set of rules. Even Lin Nian, who has been trained by Yelena, can hardly explain how this strange place was formed. It was not created by dragons out of thin air. There are no dragons. Human beings have the power to create a world out of thin air. Although the scope of this world is limited, this is the power of "god".

Rather than creating it out of thin air, the formation of the Nibelungen is more like intercepting the images of a past period of time, banishing this past time to exist independently outside the long river of time, like digging a separate puddle next to the river. Anyone who strays into the Nibelungen is like a fish jumping from the main stream into a puddle. If the creator of the Nibelungs does not take the initiative to water this puddle regularly, then the water in the puddle will dry up before long and return to the long river in a similar way to evaporation, no more and no less. .

The Nibelungs created by weak dragons will be relatively simple, mostly endless repetitions of the same monotonous scene. For example, the Nibelungs created by Shao Nanyin in the Chicago port are a maze of endless containers that look like That's what it is, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is as crude as pulling out a large flat land and repeatedly stacking the same materials when modeling the game.

The structure of the Nibelungen where Lin Nian is now is quite complicated. It moved the entire subway structure of Bei'an and used it as a blueprint to create a specious new subway transportation. The complexity is comparable to that of Baidi City - -As the proud work of the King of Bronze and Fire, the complexity of the Nibelung of White Emperor City is unparalleled. That is to say, His Highness Norton did not want to use it as a maze to trap Lin Nian and Lu Mingfei at that time. The Dragon King, whose head was burned with hatred, only thought of revenge, and the White Emperor City of Nibelungen was eventually reduced to a battlefield of fighting.

Lin Nian squatted in front of the waiting line on the platform and gently wiped the dust on the ground. They were the footprints left by a predecessor. They were very shallow and were almost invisible due to the wind blowing from the tunnel. However, he still followed the steps. The size of the footprints and the length of the steps roughly constructed the figure of an adult man in his mind. After comparing it in the memory bank, he found that the owner of the footprints was Lu Mingfei.

He glanced around the platform and squatted in front of a puddle of brown marks. It was dried blood. It looked very new and was not much. The injured person should have been treated to stop the bleeding quickly. He did not see more blood elsewhere. There were a lot of blood stains, so even if he was injured, it wouldn't be a big deal.

He squatted in front of the blood stains and slowly observed other details left by the people in front of him on the platform. Finally, he stood up and asked, "The group of people led by Li Hueyue should have entered the Nibelungen first. Why are they not seen here?" Traces left behind?”

"The entrance to the Nibelungen is unified, but the end point and starting point are random. Otherwise, the game producer's expected algorithm will be broken." Yelena sat on the waiting chair not far away with her arms raised. He crossed his legs and looked up at the fluorescent lamp, "Have you ever played a horror game? Like a horror game, no matter how scary your plots and levels are, once the multiplayer mod is patched, dozens or hundreds of people will flock in at once. Abandoned hospitals or dilapidated facilities will look happy, which is not in line with the original intention of horror games. If I were a game producer, I would definitely find ways to break up the large army of these players so that they all have a more complete gaming experience. .”

"It seems I'm lucky." Lin Nian nodded to express his understanding. His random point happened to be the same as Lu Mingfei's, which meant that as long as he moved fast enough, he could catch up with Lu Mingfei in front of him.

"But it looks like the path is in some trouble. I don't know if it's going to be a wolf or not." The blonde girl glanced sideways at the blood on the ground, then looked at the surrounding platform, with a strange smile on her face. .

"There's nothing wrong with him." Lin Nian wasn't too worried about Lu Mingfei's safety. He was able to fight his way through the group of artificial Deadpools without falling behind. The other party's blood refining technology had been mastered to the point where he had nothing to teach him, and He guessed pretty much. Lu Mingfei was a genius in this area, and his decision to teach him the bloody notebook was the right one.

Just when Lin Nian was thinking this, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance. He looked up and saw a figure staggering out of the corridor deep in the platform, covered in blood. Ming Fei's body was covered with shocking wounds, his skin was torn apart, and half of his face was cut open to reveal his gums, "Lin Nian—save—"

Deeper in the corridor, there was a hissing sound approaching quickly, accompanied by intensive friction sounds. A black shadow flew out from behind Lu Mingfei. The upper body of a human and the lower body of a python, the body in the air was almost It curved like lightning and bit into Lu Mingfei's head with its bloody mouth that opened to the size of a human mouth.

Lin Nian disappeared from the spot.

"Tear."

With a crisp sound, the neck of the snake-shaped Deadpool in the air was instantly disconnected, and his head fell to the platform, rolled over and fell into the tunnel. What cut through it was Lin Nian's palm. His right palm was in the shape of a knife. The sharp pale scales on the palm edge of the face are lined up with sharp scales, like an upright blade growing out of the palm blade. It is nothing like tearing open a ham sausage when tearing open the snake-shaped Deadpool's neck. the difference.

At the same time, a sharp explosion sounded, and dim sparks bounced out from Lin Nian's neck. White dragon scales spread from his neck and wrapped tightly around his entire throat, like a fashionable winter protector. Neck item.

From the corner of his eye, Lin Nian saw Lu Mingfei staring at him with a shocked expression on his face, and then both he and the decapitated snake-like Deadpool disappeared into a puff of black smoke.

The loud laughter of the blond girl sitting on the seat not far behind me rang in my ears. The guy was lying on the chair and rolling forward and backward with laughter. His bare feet were tumbling in the air, holding his belly with one hand and pointing with the other. Lin Nian laughed without hesitation and burst into tears.

With the harsh and joyful laughter, just like waking up from a dream, the picture in front of Lin Nian began to phase shift, and the sensory contradictions gradually disappeared.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at his right hand on his neck. The sharp palm blade was pressing against the dragon scales on his neck, sparks bursting out. He didn't know when he was actually cutting his own head, but he didn't. success.

Lin Nian put down his palm and shook it. The scales wriggled back under the skin. He touched his neck and felt a little sore, as if he had received a knife - so he had indeed given himself a knife just now. Hands that cut off the neck.

It took him less than a few seconds to figure out what was going on.

Either the rules of the Nibelungs or the effect of a certain spirit caused him to have visual and sensory errors. In this wrong visual sense, he saw an illusion that did not exist, and he acted on this illusion. , in reality it is self-mutilation, he cuts off the head of the illusion, but in reality he cuts off his own head.

"Do you want to eat dry food?" Lin Nian turned to look at the blond girl and asked.

"Throwing the blame, right?" The blond girl sat cross-legged on a chair, grabbing her feet and looking playfully at Lin Nian, who had a sore neck, "Don't scream for fun!"

In fact, Lin Nian had nothing wrong with throwing the blame. As two souls in one body, the blond girl was basically another independent will existing in his brain. During the transition of trust in recent years, the two of them had reached the point where they acquiesced that as long as Lin Nian When she loses consciousness or gets into trouble, the blonde girl can directly gain control of the body and begin to take over the operation.

In other words, using the setting of the popular Japanese anime "Naruto Shippuden", illusions are useless to jinchuriki. Even if it is a heaven-defying illusion like "Tsukiyomi", jinchuriki can pass it. Awakened by a tailed beast with two souls in one body. The blond girl is the tailed beast, but now it seems that she only eats for free and does not work. Even her own Jinchuuriki is killing himself, and she can still watch jokes carelessly.

Lin Nian just stared at her and didn't bother to talk to her anymore. It was obvious that the blond girl knew that this kind of trick would not cause Lin Nian to suffer a big loss, let alone such a small trick. Before the illusion disappeared, the bloody Lu Mingfei stood behind him and stared at the uncut neck scales. His expression was quite wonderful. I am afraid that the other party did not expect that the result after the plan was successful would be like this. .

During the previous four Jingguan attacks, the blond girl did not interfere in the whole process, which meant that she sincerely believed that it was a bit of a loss. Lin Nian had better gain some experience in advance, so as not to miss the opportunity to turn defeat into victory when special circumstances arise in the future.

But regarding Lin Nian's dissatisfaction, the blond girl was still cheerful - thinking that waking herself up was what she should do, so she had no scruples about this abnormal illusion. Isn't this a sign of absolute trust in the blond girl?

What should we do if our children are unwary of this dangerous society because they trust themselves too much? Oh, what a headache!

The dragon scales on Lin Nian's neck gradually penetrated under the skin. These scales have become passive biological armor. When he instinctively realizes that danger is coming, they will come out from under the skin, basically eliminating the possibility of super long-distance sniping. Possibly - this is after talking to Ange before about the threat that modern weapons still pose to super hybrids. Lin Nian gradually developed and fumbled the skills, but he could only turn off the violent blood and use the blood refining technology. He can do this technique when used passively.

In fact, even without this layer of dragon scales, nothing would happen if Lin Nian slashed his neck with the knife. At most, he cut half of the leather and flesh, and finally the knife got stuck in the neck bone - he chopped the snake-shaped Deadpool. With such force, this knife could only hit the bone at most. If it were an alchemy sword, the situation might not be certain.

So did Lu Mingfei suffer from this method? Judging from the amount of blood on the ground, did he stab himself?

Lin Nian was still thinking about something. In the shadow beside him that was not illuminated by the fluorescent lamp, a black smoke-like substance floated out from the ground, rose up and condensed into a human-like black shadow.

The appearance of the black shadow attracted Lin Nian's attention. This time he did not take action rashly, but just looked at what was carved out of the mold of an old employee who was suspected to have wandered off to the "Conan" set.

"Compared to Xiao Hei, I feel more like an anti-spiral. I look stupid." The blond girl in the distance complained casually about the inappropriate analogy in Lin Nian's mind.

"Are you a monster?" Black Shadow asked in confusion as soon as he opened his mouth.

It's really more like the anti-spiral tribe. You can see the wall behind it when you open your mouth.

Lin Nian frowned, not because he thought the black shadow was weird, but because he was a little unhappy that the example the blond girl randomly found was more appropriate than his own. It was obvious that the other party had read his memory of the drama, so why did he use it to suppress him? One end?

"Are you really a mixed race?" Heiying looked at Lin Nian in front of him, and carefully looked up and down this guy who looked like he came out of an idol drama, "Sure enough, anyone who can be a companion with a monster is a monster. .”

"What memories of mine did you show him?" Lin Nian asked, looking at the blond girl on the other side of the seat.

"It's the scene of you and Lu Mingfei having sex with each other in the kendo gym. If you want to watch it, I can play the recording for you, the director's cut." The blond girl waved her hand.

"Did you eat too much?"

"That's what you say, no excuses."

"Who are you talking to?" The black shadow also looked in the direction Lin Nian was looking. From its perspective, there was nothing there.

This is very strange. As the releaser of the word spirit, Heiying is very aware of the effect of his word spirit. According to the extraction and reading of the temporary memory of the recipient, he fabricates hallucinations and affects the senses. In other words, the picture Heiying sees now is the same as So in the scene Lin Nian saw, whatever Lin Nian could see, what the shadows could see - but now Lin Nian was actually talking to a place where even the shadows couldn't see anyone?

Lin Nian ignored the dark shadow and walked slowly to the blond girl on the seat. The blond girl was sitting cross-legged and grabbing her feet, swaying from side to side like a roly-poly, looking up at the boy in front of her with a smile, waiting for him to speak.

"Can you find anyone?"

"Of course I can find it. If that idiot dares to dig out your memory, he will definitely be dead." The blonde girl hummed, "Did you see the vending machine over there?"

Lin Nian turned his head and glanced at the vending machine in the corner of the platform. It should be the first batch of vending machines that China purchased from Japan. It contained period-style Arctic soda and various snacks. However, it had not been repaired for a long time in the Nibelungen. The vending machine had accumulated dust, and the snacks in it were all lying on the shelf.

Heiying noticed that after Lin Nian was muttering to himself in front of the empty chair, he suddenly glanced in the direction of the vending machine. There was a moment of "panic" on his face that was difficult to make subtle expressions. But he recovered in an instant and immediately took two steps forward and said calmly, "Is the man named Lu Mingfei your companion before? I know where he went."

Lin Nian raised his hand to signal him to stop talking, and walked straight to the vending machine. In the darkness and silence, he stood in front of the vending machine, looked back at the blond girl on the seat, and raised his hand to aim. The vending machine glass is slightly above.

The blond girl gave a thumbs up and gestured downward. Lin Nian moved his right hand down a short distance and then looked at her. Only to find that the other person was still pointing downward again, so he simply bent over and lowered his hand lower. The blond girl gestured "OK".

"Wait, I think we can talk again-" The black shadow suddenly reached out and wanted to say something.

Lin Nian punched the glass of the vending machine with his right hand, penetrated the shelves inside and the shattered Arctic soda, and penetrated directly into the hole in the wall behind. He stretched out his hand, grabbed something, and pulled it hard! Along with a large amount of glass shards, broken shelf fragments, snacks, and soda beads, a huddled young man in a suit and tie was pulled out from inside and thrown to the ground!

The young man lying on the ground looked like a Japanese. He had a narrow face and slightly protruding nose and chin. He was completely confused and had no idea how Lin Nian found him.

In the severe pain, there was only one consciousness in his chaotic brain, and that was to beg for mercy. As the releaser of the word spirit, he had almost no fighting power after his true body was found. He could only kneel down and beg for mercy against this kind of monster.

He half-climbed up and immediately wanted to kneel down, but as soon as he took the kneeling position and wanted to raise his head, the stripe code on his neck was stepped on by a foot.

The young man had seen many women's feet during his years as a criminal. Judging from the touch and temperature on his neck, it must be a woman's bare foot that stepped on him. Judging from the amazing softness and the perfect size of 35 From the looks of it, this alluring foot should belong to a petite girl. But now there is no trace of charm in his heart, only the fear of explosion.

Lin Nian on the platform was obviously a man, and he was still wearing size 45 sneakers. How could it be that the foot that stepped on him was a girl's?

He wanted to look up, but the force on his neck made his forehead hit the ground with a "thud" and he could not move. He tried his best to take a look at who was standing in front of him, but the force on his neck made him hit the ground with a thud and unable to move. However, the force of it made his eyes black with pain, and a girl's haha ​​sound was vaguely heard in his ears, "Idiot, haven't you heard that a girl's boudoir is not allowed to be peeped at will? Quietly let him It’s okay if you pass the test, but you have to take a sneak peek!”

Damn it.

There was only one thought in his mind, and the next thing he heard was the sound of his neck breaking.