It's a very amazing feeling.
"Zhao Zhukong" stood under the soft light above his head and slowly closed his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, as if he merged into the entire light group, a screen similar to a computer desktop control platform appeared in his mental thoughts.
This feeling is a bit like wearing VR glasses, but the sense of reality is countless times stronger.
"Four major categories..."
"Zhao Zhukong" immediately saw four categories displayed on this computer desktop-like platform.
Technology, magic and legend, auxiliary, entertainment.
In addition, there is a holographic projection of Zhao Zukong in the upper left corner, with the six attributes of his body marked on it.
They are intelligence, mental strength, cell vitality, nerve response speed, muscle tissue strength, and immunity strength.
The rest is the reward points obtained from this mission and the side plot.
After handing in 80% as punishment, Zhao Zukong currently only has more than 5,000 plot points and two B-level side plots left.
"This data is a bit gorgeous..."
Zhao Zukong looked at his six basic attributes, and almost all of them exceeded three thousand.
The highest is the nerve response speed and cell vitality, both approaching 4,000.
The basic six attributes of ordinary people are only 100.
Judging from every data alone, Zhao Zukong is now thirty or forty times stronger than an ordinary person.
But the combat effectiveness is not just measurable by this mere thirty or forty times difference.
This is a geometric multiple superposition, not a simple addition.
To put it bluntly, no one in the world of martial arts or even low-level immortals or magic could kill him with his body.
What kind of martial arts supreme, what kind of great magician, you can't even see the afterimage of him moving.
And he also has a separate status:
The initial stage of the fourth level of gene lock is normal (the out-of-control rate is 47%).
"No wonder he's a little crazy."
Zhao Zukong's heart sank slightly, and he finally understood why his character was so twisted.
It turns out that he is always in a state of extreme loss of control.
The fourth level is strong, but it always has to face a sense of super information and violence brought about by the explosion of endless gene fragments in the body.
Just like transmitting all the data that a supercomputer runs in a day into the brain of an ant, there is no doubt that the ant's mind will immediately collapse.
The impact of the super information brought by the opening of the fourth level is far beyond this level.
There is also the violent feeling deep in the genes, which is the fundamental reason why all Level 4 will lose control.
This state will continue until the inner demons are overcome and the wall of the heart is created, and then everything can be perfectly controlled.
“Next, let’s look at the delightful exchange.”
A hint of amusement flashed in Zhao Zukong's eyes, and then his thoughts sank into the four major exchange systems.
Needless to say about technology, the famous Desert Eagle with unlimited bullets immediately comes into view.
After that, the more expensive it is, the closer it is to real science fiction.
Alien spaceships, orbital light cannons, intelligent life, you name it.
The magic legend category is the moves and spells corresponding to various systems.
Zhao Zukong saw various forbidden spells, fairy arts, and magic arts.
But they are all too expensive.
Not to mention the tens of thousands of plot points, the key is to have a double-A level branch plot.
The auxiliary category is some physical constitution and bloodline.
For example, werewolves, vampires, paladins, and some Taoist and spiritual bodies from the Eastern tradition.
There is actually a godhead, but it is called "weak".
That's a hundred thousand plot points, and the price of three S-level branch plots is simply prohibitive.
And if you want to become a god, you must also meet the prerequisites of at least overcoming the inner demons and reaching the middle of the fourth level.
Without the protection of the Heart Wall, the moment he becomes a god, he will be reduced to ashes by endless divine power.
Finally, there are some entertainment items, all kinds of and extremely cheap.
"I almost want to be a reincarnation..."
For a moment, Zhao Zukong just watched intently.
Like a newcomer entering the world of reincarnation for the first time, he watched for a full hour.
Bloodline, skills, magic weapons, magic, technology...
Everything was like a vast light, dazzling him.
It feels quite like choosing products for online shopping in the past.
"But by the fourth level, there is nothing worth redeeming for the bloodline."
Zhao Zukong stared at a bloodline called the Blood Duke and shook his head.
The fourth level cannot be opened by redemption, and if he wants to transform into a vampire now, it is very simple.
Wouldn't it be enough to just go to the vampire prince in the team?
Ask him to bleed some blood or create some kind of skin tissue, and Zhao Zukong can imitate the transformation with his fourth-level powerful adaptability.
Before, he could turn the Great Evil King's blade into the outer layer of dragon scale skin, which was so easy.
Bloodline has no attraction for him anymore. Instead, he pays special attention to various technological and legendary magic techniques and moves.
It's a pity that there are not enough points...
"Zhao Zukong! What are you doing?"
While watching carefully, Zhao Zukong suddenly saw Dai Meng walking slowly from behind.
At this moment, the other party had taken off the brim of his robe, revealing a thin but very delicate face.
I have to say that Dimon’s experience was also somewhat tragic.
When Duan Zhen was pulled into the fantasy world of reincarnation by Vivian, after the second mission, he saw Damon being taken away by two senior people.
Later, during the ten days of rest, Damon did not show up.
And the orientation of the two senior people seems to be a bit...
"none of your business?"
Although he felt some sympathy for Dai Meng's experience, "Zhao Zukong" still spoke in a cold tone.
There are so many pitiable people, isn't the devil Zheng Zha pitiful?
To fit his character now, he must make this inhuman gesture.
If Duan Zhen came over by himself, he might comfort Damon.
"...you you..."
When Dameng saw Zhao Zhuukong like this, a hint of blush appeared on his handsome and pale face.
He seemed a little angry, but with a hint of flattery:
"Is that little cousin you mentioned before true?"
"What do you mean?"
Zhao Zukong frowned. He had already handed over 80% of the proceeds from the plot, so would Damon still want to pester him?
"I...I just..."
A trace of trepidation flashed across Damon's handsome face, as if there was something he was embarrassed to say.
He just looked directly at Zhao Zukong, his fingers constantly moving around his chest.
This soft and delicate shy expression will probably make anyone of the opposite sex feel irresistible.
Used to seduce girls, it is a tried and true method.
But Zhao Zukong suddenly felt a chill in his heart when he saw Dai Meng's behavior.
This won't...
Will not!
Zhao Zukong's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his tone became extremely cold:
"Don't bother me anymore."
He spun a dagger with one hand and stabbed Damon at the foot.
The floor of the main god's space is indestructible and cannot be worn away, so his dagger can only bounce not far away.
When Damon saw this scene, a trace of loss and pain suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He slowly picked up the dagger that Zhao Zukong had been playing with, put it against his chest, and slowly left as if he had lost his soul.
"Damn Vivian!"
Zhao Zukong couldn't help but cursed secretly when he saw such a scene.
He didn't expect that Damon's subconscious had been forcibly changed by Vivian.
Obviously in his memory, Damon definitely did not have this mentality.
This kind of subconscious distortion is impossible to guard against.
It's so easy to fall for it without even realizing it, especially if you're immersed in it and don't even know it.
...
"The mentality of everyone on the Devils team needs to be fixed..."
Duan Zhen slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
He suddenly felt that killing Vivian was a great good thing.
He has absolutely no bias on such matters.
After all, all living things live freely and freely.
As his cultivation level improves and his horizons broaden, he will become less prejudiced and disgusted.
But if this kind of change was caused by being manipulated and played by others, then he would definitely hate the person behind the scenes.
"The Central Continent team is also coming back."
Duan Zhen sighed and looked at the illusory Jiukong Wujie, vaguely feeling that something had changed.
It seems that something representing the destiny of this world has begun to evolve.
It carries a very strong sense of coercion and dominance, as if it is suppressing the whole world.
The combination of the Chinese dragon veins determines the luck of the tripod.
The Zhongzhou team’s main mission is finally about to be completed.
Duan Zhen stood up, touched Xiao Nie Feng's hair, and slowly stepped out of the courtyard.
Before leaving, he turned a complicated martial arts method into a group of spiritual thoughts, which sank into the depths of Xiao Nie Feng's mind.
In the future, as little Nie Feng grows up, those skills will gradually emerge.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the halo of burning clouds was gradually sinking.
Duan Zhen and King Nie talked about their intention to go on a long trip, and then left reluctantly from the Nie family.
He walked under the dusk and saw someone again.
"Are you leaving?"
The Central Continent Martial God stood at the end of the road with a smile, holding a red light full of life energy and a jar of wine in his hands.
This is Longyuanhejiu.
"Yes, you are leaving too, right?"
Duan Zhen was slightly startled, but a smile appeared on his face.
"Long Yuan should have your share. Even though you don't care, I must give it to you."
The Central Continent Martial God also smiled and continued:
"I didn't have any wine last time, so I brought it this time. It's not some magical wine, but it's still a fine wine."
He patted the sealing mud away, and a strong aroma immediately spread around.
The breeze carries the fragrance of wine and flows into my heart.
The Martial God of Central Continent took a big gulp, drank half of it, and then said boldly:
"We who practice martial arts part ways with each other in wine!"
Duan Zhen took it with his hand, raised his head and drank it all.
Then he threw the wine jar down and laughed loudly:
"Hahaha! Good wine! Good wine!"
The two people's extremely free and hearty laughter suddenly rang out in the dimly lit path.
The radiance of the setting sun spreads, bringing with it a hint of warm wind.
Floating life gathers and disperses, just like the wind and clouds in the world.
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