Wanjie: Starting from the Back Room

Dongdong...

Dongdong...

The extremely rhythmic sound echoed in the empty abandoned warehouse, and Eric stood beside Yang Tao and recorded the description of the surrounding environment.

Compared with Level 0, the space of Level 1 is extremely stable and has little impact on the spirit.

Yang Tao worked hard to dig the walls in the warehouse, including but not limited to shelves, boxes, pipes, lamps, various signs...

In other words, wherever he looked, it was Yang Tao's target.

However, the energy value of these messy things was generally only between 1 and 3 points.

Only some items with special energy can provide more energy value, such as almond water.

However, this thing is not everywhere.

"Yang, look!"

Eric pointed to the ceiling not far away and shouted. Yang Tao stopped digging the wall and took out a stone axe from his backpack to prepare for battle.

But when he looked at the ceiling as directed, he saw some red graffiti.

[Do you want to come to our party? =)]

"Yang, I swear there was absolutely no graffiti here before."

Yang Tao nodded gently.

The space of Level 1 is stable, but it does not mean that nothing special has happened, and this graffiti is one of them.

Yang Tao said very seriously:

"Eric, remember! Never touch the graffiti that appears inexplicably, this is a trap set by the party guests."

Eric nodded gently, and he trusted Yang Tao's words very much, although Yang Tao did not look like a human being.

"Then...what will happen if you touch it?"

"Of course you will join the party! But you will be transformed into a new party guest or made into cupcakes for everyone to enjoy at the party..."

A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall.

"Eric, it's almost time, I'll take you back to rest."

He was not afraid that there was an old sixth party guest hiding nearby, but he was worried that Eric would be accidentally infected.

Entity C-233, also known as a party guest, is an aggressive and individual entity.

Their "faces" show cartoon smiles made of red matter, and at the end of their "arms" there are mouths similar to those of red worms or lampreys, which are covered with several rows of sharp teeth.

Party guests have the ability to assimilate wanderers. When the teeth at the end of their arms pierce the wanderer's skin, a brown-yellow liquid PTG-A will penetrate into the blood vessels along the teeth and quickly infect the wanderer's central nervous system, making his mind assimilated into that of a party guest within a certain period of time.

At the same time, within 24 hours, the wanderer's physiological structure will also be transformed to be the same as that of a party guest.

If he was bitten, he would die on the spot, but he didn't want to lose a tool person who could communicate with him.

"Open the door!"

As soon as the voice fell, the reassuring portal appeared in front of him. Yang Tao pushed open the wooden door and returned to the [Main World] with Eric.

"If you're hungry, I have a bottle of almond water here."

Eric shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry now. I was just observing and didn't move much, so I didn't consume much."

Seeing that he refused, Yang Tao didn't say much and threw the gray bottle of almond water back into his backpack.

He took a look at the energy value.

[Energy value 12487]

"12,000... enough, upgrade!"

Eric was a little confused when he heard Yang Tao's murmur, but as the voice fell, the original gray fog wall quickly dissipated to reveal a wider space.

The gray mosaic-like [bedrock] floor under his feet was also replaced by green [grass blocks] in an instant, and a square [oak tree] appeared on the flat ground.

Can it still be controlled by humans? ?

Eric almost popped his eyes out. Originally, he thought that Yang Tao's world was just that he occupied this space in advance, but the current situation told him that this space must have a thousand threads of relationship with the man in front of him.

At this time, Yang Tao's voice came again.

"It's doubled? The bedrock is replaced by grass blocks? At least give me a block size."

Yang Tao took out a stone shovel and shoveled it at the [grass block] under his feet. Looking at the gray [stone] exposed below, he smiled.

"Not bad, at least there are stones. I don't know if there are mines underneath."

Dongdong...

After knocking off three layers of stone, the familiar [bedrock] appeared in his sight again.

Yang Tao smacked his lips and muttered: "It's conscientious, but not much..."

This space gave him a feeling of being super flat in "Minecraft", and it only has three layers of stone.Coming out from underground, Yang Tao looked at the lonely [Oak Tree].

"Yang, is this your ability?"

Eric followed him and looked at the [Oak Tree] swaying without wind and asked.

"I guess so. You can record it in your little notebook, but I hope you can give me a better number."

He knew that Eric had never regarded him as a human being, and he also recorded a lot of information about him.

If you regard Eric as a scientist, it may be a little uncomfortable, but if you regard him as a "historian", then Eric is not a proper biography recorder?

At that time, his legend will be circulated forever in the [Back Room] world.

"Number?"

"Yes, it is a number. When I have time, I will take you to M.E.G. to study. There are many materials about the Back Room there."

Eric did not continue to ask, mainly because the more he asked, the more problems he had. What he had to do now was to record some important things so as not to forget them.

Seeing him take out the little notebook, Yang Tao just smiled. Sometimes he admired people like Eric.

Remember the mission and don't forget the original intention.

So he never had the nerve to tell Eric that the chance of him going out in this life was almost zero...

[Oak Tree] is exactly the same as in "Minecraft".

He took out a stone axe and knocked on the square tree trunk. The unique mosaic cracks of "Minecraft" appeared, and they became more and more as he knocked faster.

"Only five pieces of oak... Tsk tsk, it's almost catching up with the survival of the sky island."

Looking at the leaves floating in the air and ignoring the law of gravity, Yang Tao prayed silently in his heart: 'The saplings must fall... The saplings must fall...'

If there are no saplings, who knows when he can meet the next oak tree.

He did not take the initiative to destroy the leaves floating in the air, but quietly waited for them to disappear naturally.

Mainly because he felt that if the leaves fell naturally, the drop rate of saplings would be higher. (Fake, pure superstition.)

While he was waiting for the sapling, a new wooden door appeared on the wall. A little boy wearing glasses pushed the door open and stood in a daze at the door.