The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

"Spiritual games? I've never heard of it." Another voice said.

"Haha, I haven't heard of it, right? Let's play a game tonight." The head of the room laughed.

Chen Xi was stunned, and the murmur in his ear was a bit strange, it was not him who responded that he had never heard of the ghost game, but another roommate—Hu Jing.

but!

Chen Xi flipped through the memory stone three times, and the person who answered this sentence was obviously himself, not Hu Jing.

"Could it be that my memory is wrong?" Chen Xi murmured.

"No, this is a supernatural phenomenon, I can't believe it." Chen Xi shook his head, resolutely vetoing the murmurs coming from his ears.

The murmur still came from the ear, and the conversation continued. After Hu Jing spoke, Chen Xi's voice also rang out. The topic turned out to be that he was very interested in supernatural games, and he said that he must be brought along.

After that, the three of them pulled the reckless Luo Mang together and started playing games.

Chen Xi frowned, looking at the desolate land in front of him, it was gray and white, there were no ghosts, no yin energy, there was magic factor in the air, but the amount was very small.

He carefully checked the surroundings, there were no strange fluctuations, the particles in the air did not vibrate, his eardrums did not vibrate, and his brain did not seem to receive any strange messages.

It's the soul!

His soul received this murmur!

Chen Xi deliberately refused to accept this kind of voice, but there was no other way, the voice was always with him.

He wanted to use the anti-summoning time travel technique again, and wanted to travel to another world, but before the time travel, the eyes that filled the void were even more naked, as if they couldn't wait to eat him.

Damn, can't leave the universe where the earth is.

His breathing changed slightly, and his powerful soul instantly calculated the patience of that gaze.

Soon, that guy is about to make a move. As long as Chen Xi's soul rises to the level of destroying the world, he will be a delicious food.

Once he left the earth and universe where he was born and raised, he would grab Chen Xi in advance, and then wait for his soul to continue resting.

As for why they haven't been caught yet, that's because the earth universe is Chen Xi's birthplace.

In the place of birth, there is a good buff effect on the growth of the soul.

Chen Xi didn't understand this kind of thing, and he left the earth, which made the being who was watching him a little impatient again.

For a while, the voices in their ears still echoed, no matter whether Chen Xi listened or not, they talked tirelessly.

Chen Xi accidentally listened to dozens of more sentences, and heard a very exciting content - the game progress changed when he lied!

Afterwards, all four of them made wailing sounds, which was very miserable, as if there was something else hidden.

"Could it be that my memory has really been modified?" Chen Xi used the lightning method to go through it in his mind and soul again, but there was no trace of modification.

No, it should be said that there are indeed traces of modification. Chen Xi recalled carefully, thinking of the memory of the second real name, there were two places that were different from his memory.

This is a very covert technique. Compared with the strange race that mastered lightning from birth, the soul-type creatures from the dark abyss are naturally more familiar with the structure of the soul than other creatures.

So what am I supposed to do now?

Chen Xi fell into a predicament of weak thinking.

When he had no idea, he wanted to use summoning again to summon a magical conch.

After all, he was too confused, so confused that he didn't know what to summon. Was this the tragedy of a summoner?

Dian Ling's magical conch slipped away by himself, and it is said that he returned to the magical ocean, but the last time he summoned the conch of the magical ocean, none of them responded to him.

This time he expanded the scope of the summoning a bit, and set the world positioning directly as an unknown world, followed by various characteristic sentences about the magical ocean.

Afterwards, the power of summoning began to cross the border, and soon the power of summoning ended the summoning, the reason being that no relevant things were found.

"Still can't find the magic conch?" Chen Xi muttered to himself.

Since he couldn't find it, he had no choice but to take out an ordinary conch shell without life fluctuations from the hidden lake berry.

He touched it with anomalous ability, and the surface of the conch shell immediately cracked an obvious hole, and then there was an echo from the gray shell.

The magical conch came back to life after being abnormal. Chen Xi knew it was injured, so he immediately used the summoning contract to ask if it cared.

Such a simple greeting is not a problem, but Magic Conch is unwilling to use other communication methods other than normal questions, so he quickly replied: "As long as it is for answering questions, you can overdraw his life, but please ask questions immediately!"

Well, it’s really Conch who is full of answers all the time. Chen Xi first told him about recent events, including interstellar immigration, the fourth spiritual recovery, the core of the world, and the last spiritual game, the death of the summoner, etc.

After talking about this, Chen Xi originally wanted to ask Conch how it should get out of the predicament now.

Before he could say anything, his mouth closed again.

By the way, the last time I asked the magical conch how to get the strength to hang and beat dark creatures, I gave it the real name of the tentacle monster.

This time the question is about the same.

It's better to ask the real name, that's a question that troubles a group of little conchs.

But just in case, Chen Xi first used the power of summoning to summon an ordinary small stone in the magical ocean, and then used his consciousness to swim in the ocean, asking a small conch along the way if he had figured out the meaning of his real name.

The little conch responded rumblingly, but it has not been solved yet, it is a mystery of the world, it is too difficult.

Chen Xi finished his summoning power, touched the magical conch with two cracks in front of him, tapped it three times, and asked, "What is the meaning of each character in the real name of the magical conch?"

There was a violent rumbling sound from the inside of the magical conch, and the strange thing was that the murmurs of the three people in their ears played together with the sound of the waves, and no one could cover the other.

Chen Xi had a strange expression on his face. After asking this question, he wanted to ask what the hell was the voice in his ear, and if there was any solution.

But there was no next time, the magical conch crackled in Chen Xi's eyes, and black cracks appeared on the screw's mouth.

Moreover, the cracks split from two to countless, and the sound of the waves became louder and louder.

"No way, why don't you just ask me to die?" Chen Xi was stunned, not knowing that the meaning of his real name was so important that the magical conch shell of an adult body would burst open.

"If you can't answer, don't answer." Chen Xi added.

But it was useless, the shell of this magic conch cracked inch by inch, and gradually a few pieces of gray shells fell to the ground, turning into a ball of powder.

It cracked one circle at a time, and its cracks opened in a spiral shape, cracking 90% of the hard shell in a few seconds.

Finally, when the last shell of the magic conch crumbled into powder, Chen Xi finally heard some sounds mixed with the sound of the waves. It was a very ethereal sound, and it wouldn’t make any sense just by listening to it, but when all the magic conch disappeared, , Chen Xi knew, what he heard just now was the invisible light of knowledge of the magical conch, and it was also its last voice.

It deduced the answer at the cost of life, and finally transmitted the answer into the depths of Chen Xi's soul, becoming one of his core memories.