Please ask the dream

In the evening, Feng Xue, who had completed today's task early, sat in front of the workbench, looking like he was in a daze, but his consciousness was constantly wandering in his own cheat interface.

Unlike the initial monotonous interface, the waiting interface at this time had already fallen into a gray and cold banner. In addition to the entry icon, there were two more icons, which looked like abstract shelves and picture frames.

The shelf represents the collection archive, where all the unlocked props can be found, but this thing is just an illustration, and you must concentrate to open it.

However, it cannot be said that it has no practical value at all, at least the professional tools in it can be read.

This also made Feng Xue, who was struggling to memorize "Freehand Painting", breathe a sigh of relief.

The gallery is even more useless in comparison. It is basically the CG of the nodes that have been passed, both dynamic and static, all of which are stories that the predecessor has not experienced. In a sense, it is an if line extended by Feng Xue through his own choice, but because the nodes he experienced are not complete, several if lines are lacking in weight, which makes Feng Xue, a full collector, very crazy.

In addition to these two buttons, the biggest change is that there is actually another gray banner below the original banner, but the picture on it is blurry. Only the four big words "Stay tuned" are written on the lower right corner where the entry button should be.

Feng Xue thought that this thing would either be unlocked after the zero-hour refresh, or it would be updated only after he jailbreaks himself.

However, Feng Xue didn't care much about it. After all, even if it was unlocked now, he didn't have the mood to explore. After all, he was about to face the biggest challenge since he crossed over...

The bell for leaving work rang in vain, and the prison guards directed the prisoners in the factory to line up and leave. Feng Xue's mood, which had originally calmed down, began to become nervous again, but as the scene of the drops of water falling in his mind began to cycle, his mentality stabilized again.

Quickly eating the food on the table, Feng Xue's eyes swept around. Although he knew what to do next, the experience of the [Prison Murder] node still made him a little worried about whether someone would shoot a cold gun.

But the next moment, he was no longer worried, because he suddenly remembered that there was an Ah Shuang doll in his collection!

Feng Xue poured the food in front of him into his mouth, and looking at the empty plate in front of him, his body suddenly leaned back.

Swish!

A plate of fried noodles flew past him, even though it was impossible to hit him, but he still reacted.

He picked up the plastic plate on the table, controlled the restless Yan Mo Hu, and slapped the plate directly on the face of the person who threw the plate. Then, Feng Xue jumped close and punched a set of light punches. Although it was not lethal, it directly hit the person into stiffness.

All this happened in a flash, even the prison guards who had known that there would be a group fight on Wednesday night were shocked, but after seeing that it was Feng Xue who took action, everyone had a strange sense of rightness, and then a group of prisoners rushed over.

Many of these prisoners did not make an appointment for today's project, which meant that this group fight was only a punishment for them.

But since there is a chance to fight with the legendary Qingyun Baihong, let alone deducting some conduct points, even if it means spending a few more years in prison, it is worth it!

Not to mention that the structure technique cannot be used in the Beehive Prison. If you can win with fists and feet, you will never have to worry about bragging in your life!

Feng Xue was not surprised by the far-exceeding number of besiegers. After all, the plan given by the Great Sage and Saint Master had a description of this aspect.

But now he is not only equipped with the structure technique, but also has a superhuman state with a terrifying 63% attack speed under the blessing of 106 points of fantasy dreams.

Don't look at it as only 63%. When masters fight, they are often stronger than the limit, not to mention the full set of enhancements from nerve reflexes to attack speed.

Generally speaking, the real reservations for the group fight program in the Beehive Prison are about ten people, and the enthusiastic participants will not exceed fifty. Adding some new rookies who are not clear about the situation, the total number of participants will not exceed one hundred.

But today, one-fifth of the nearly 3,000 prisoners in the prison joined the battlefield!

However, this situation did not arouse the vigilance of the prison guards, because this number was more than six times that of usual days, but it did not cause more chaos, because at the scene, no one could survive three moves under Feng Xue's hands!

This was under the premise that Feng Xue deliberately avoided the vital parts.

Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway. If it was put outside, it might be criticized for a fake match, but inside the beehive, it was full of masters who could appreciate this game.

The precise strikes like scalpels and the reaction speed that was several orders of magnitude faster than the opponent made the prisoners and prison guards who were watching amazed.

In the case of a bare-handed group fight, the number of enemies that need to be dealt with at the same time is generally between three and five, but all those who besieged Feng Xue felt that they were actually besieged by three Feng Xues.

The speed that was fast enough to dodge all their attacks, the skills that could knock them down from incredible angles, and the high-level vision that was accurate enough to knock them down without injuring them, made them clearly realize how huge the gap is between themselves and the living legend in front of them!

Gradually, the fighting subsided. In the past, the fighting required the prison guards to fire their guns or even knock down a few newcomers to end the fighting, but it ended with a tacit understanding like "the director called a card."

Feng Xue stood in the middle of the inmates, accepting the admiring gaze, but in his ears, Golden Finger, who had never spoken in reality, suddenly said in a cold voice:

"Node [hive vertex] has been generated."

It was only then that the prison guard who finally remembered his responsibilities came up, called several troublemakers including Feng Xue aside, and began to carry out the punishment.

However, the prisoners who were detained for three days were not dissatisfied at all. On the contrary, their eyes were obviously a little distracted at this time, and they were obviously still reminiscing about the previous contest that could not even be said to be a battle.

There was a burst of noise in the restaurant behind him. Unsurprisingly, in the ordinary room tonight, the topic of the night talk must have been set. Feng Xue walked out of the cafeteria under the leadership of the prison guard, but on the way to the solitary room, the prison guard But he suddenly stopped and asked politely:

"Do you need to take a shower first?"

Feng Xue considered the "toys" on her body and was about to refuse when she heard the prisoner who hit him with fried noodles say in a very familiar tone:

"Anyway, I have to wash it later, so let's get straight to the point!"

"Yeah, you have to wash it in the end anyway, we're not those girls!"

Following the eager help from several prisoners, the prison guard looked at Feng Xue as if he had expected it. If it hadn't been his first time here, he wouldn't have bothered to ask.

However, this was obviously in Feng Xue's interests. He spread his hands and said:

"Don't waste everyone's time. Let's go directly."