What Mu Xing needs to do next is to try to familiarize himself with the use of mental power.

Strengthen the training of three ways to use mental power.

The mental detection distance is too short, and it needs to be continuously expanded and the accuracy of mental detection needs to be improved.

Telekinetic control is a process of practice makes perfect. From telekinetic attack to controlling objects, it takes a lot of time to practice, and it is impossible to achieve it in one fell swoop.

Mental attack is the easiest ability to improve. There is no other reason. There is a master of mental control like Shen Yin by his side.

Using Shen Yin as an opponent for attack and defense training can quickly improve his mental attack ability.

In addition to mental power, the next is the golden shooter talent.

Before mastering more effective means of attack, firearms are still his very important way of attack.

The M4 in his hand has helped him kill enemies and break through many times.

Although this gun has weak attack power, it is simple to operate, faithful and reliable, and can be competent in various scenarios.

With the bonus of the golden shooter talent, not only can his shooting accuracy be greatly improved, but also a critical attack bonus can be obtained.

Once a critical hit is made, the damage will be doubled, and even ordinary bullets will have destructive power that cannot be underestimated.

Next, Mu Xing's goal is to find a good gun, preferably a weapon with great power and suitable for both long and short distances.

During this period, constantly improving the shooting ability of guns and thoroughly integrating the golden shooter talent are the top priorities next.

After Mu Xing rented a house, there was a large barren mountain, which was just right for him to train his shooting ability.

His goal was to shoot 10,000 bullets in the next few days.

The bullets were bought by Ye Fei on the black market in Toronto, and he brought them back in the original beehive.

Ordinary bullets cannot be brought into the survival world, so they are just right for shooting practice.

In addition to shooting practice, the rest of the time is all used to train mental power.

Mu Xing found that every time he exhausted his mental power, it could promote the continuous mutation of the G virus in his body, produce more powerful mental power, and make his mental power stronger and stronger.

...

The remaining few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the harvest was not small.

On the seventh day, he finished dealing with trivial matters.

He was fully prepared for this survival.

As the countdown began,

the familiar voice of the survival system sounded in his mind.

[Survivor Mu Xing, the survival world has been confirmed, 30 seconds to transfer! ]

In the last 30 seconds, Mu Xing carefully checked all his equipment and props again until he confirmed that they were correct.

As the countdown ended.

A transparent beam of light fell and enveloped him.

The invisible vortex began to rotate, and he felt that the whole world was twisting.

The drowsy feeling of falling came over him, and he could no longer bear it and fainted.

...

Tick, tick...

Mu Xing slowly opened his eyes in the crisp sound of dripping water.

The unfamiliar ceiling was in sight.

The slightly yellowed wall and the three-layer iron window told him that the new survival world had arrived.

He quickly looked around the room.

It looked like a ward in a foreign hospital, but the facilities were old and quite old.

The floor and windowsill were clean, and someone cleaned them every day.

An empty bottle of glucose hung on the bedside, an angel statue was posted on the wall, and except for an iron water cup on the cabinet, the whole ward seemed very empty.

Mu Xing lowered his head

His casual clothes had long since turned into a blue and white striped hospital gown with the name of the hospital printed on it.

"Jushan Mental Hospital."

Mu Xing quickly searched for relevant memories in his mind.

It was a little familiar, but not much.

"Divine Seal?"

Mu Xing called Divine Seal softly.

It was not until a long time later that the intermittent voice of Divine Seal came to his mind.

"Master, the rules of this world are very oppressive, and I may need a long time to adapt."

As soon as the voice fell

[Survivor Mu Xing, please survive in this world for 48 hours. If you succeed, you can return to the real world and receive a reward of 200 million. ]

The familiar prompt sound of the survival system sounded, without any surprise.

However, the reward was doubled this time. Could it be because his performance in the first two survival worlds was not bad?

Getting off the bed, Mu Xing carefully checked every corner of the room.

I found that the door was locked, the windows were covered with wire mesh, welded steel bars, outer steel frame, and three layers of protection.

It seemed that the people living in the ward were not patients, but some kind of monstrous beast.

He did not rush to unlock the door and go out, but waited patiently.

As expected

Three minutes later, words began to appear on the wall.

[Survivors, welcome to the survival world: escape. ]

[This world is a real survival world of the box garden type, and the survivors' attributes have world bonuses. ]

[Magic, witchcraft, spells and other magical equipment and skills have an 80% reduction in effect, firearms, explosives and other technological equipment and skills have a 70% reduction in effect, physical strength has increased by 10%, life recovery speed has increased by 50, running speed has increased by 30%, and mental resistance has increased by 30%. ]

[In this world, death retracing will not result in death penalty. If you die twice in a row within three minutes, you will die permanently. ]

[Killing special mutants has a chance to obtain special equipment, and successfully passing the level has a chance to obtain singularities. 】

Mu Xing stared at the words on the wall.

Greatly weaken the use of various weapons and props to improve personal physical fitness?

Isn't this clearly telling the survivors to be prepared for close combat?

Such restrictions almost ruined Mu Xing's shooting talent.

In this way, gun attacks can only be used as harassing props.

Fortunately, there is no limit on mental power. His mental power does not belong to magic fantasy, nor does it belong to technological ability.

Although there is no penalty for death retracing, there is also a more stringent restriction.

He cannot die twice in a row within three minutes, otherwise he will face permanent death.

I just don't know if this effect can be offset by his blood moon origin.

In any case, he thinks it is better not to gamble on this possibility. It is better to be safe than sorry.

Mu Xing's mental power permeated out and expanded rapidly.

He thought that this world had no limit on mental power, but the reality is that his mental detection range has also been severely compressed.

After a few days of training, his mental detection range has been increased to nearly 500 meters, and now, 50 meters is enough.

But soon Mu Xing found a clue.

It was not the special rules of this world that suppressed his mental detection range, but this mental hospital.

He found that the inner layer of the walls of the entire mental hospital was embedded with some material that could prevent mental power from penetrating.

This facility was obviously not designed for him personally.

On the contrary, when his mental power expanded outward toward the window, it easily broke through 500 meters.

There was nothing outside, nothing at all, as if this place was suspended in the void.

No wonder it was called a sandbox survival world, so that's it.

In other words, this mental hospital was the only place in the world that had physical objects.

Mu Xing quickly retracted his mental power because he found that the void outside was devouring his mental power.

This discovery made Mu Xing give up the idea of ​​leaving this mental hospital and living outside for two days.

Dong Dong Dong...

At this moment

Someone knocked heavily on the iron door of the ward.

With a creak, the iron door window opened and a dinner plate was stuffed in.

The moment Mu Xing took the dinner plate, his eyebrows instantly twisted into a ball.

On the dinner plate was a bloody severed hand and a cup of extremely thick plasma.

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