The incarnation of Fat Man, who had recovered his original appearance from a virus mutation, looked at the useless gray corpse left behind after his last few deaths, and said: "It seems there is a limit to this. And it's obvious. It’s because there’s a higher chance that I won’t be of use if I die. So let’s talk about it, and you can die more.”
In fact, this guy just likes to do bad things, so he died less often in the early stage. In the later period, he was consciously targeted. Almost as soon as he got close, the second-level players and the original Midi players would attack together immediately.
Liberated from the tense battle, Lin's nerves relaxed, and he felt tired all at once. He said to the other two: "Since whoever cuts the other, everyone will feel the same pain. No matter who dies, what is left behind will be the same thing. Is it necessary to fight like this?"
However, the second incarnation pushed up his glasses and said: "If one day you are imprisoned in prison, do you want to be a soap picker, or do you want to be a soap picker waiting for others to pick up soap?"
This is a good question, and I can't even refute it.
"However," the second incarnation looked at the mess in this place and said, "Let's clean up the mess first. If you leave the dreamland because you are too tired, maybe it will be different when you come back."
In other words, this place will be like a game where all the corpses are refreshed. In fact, Lin was also worried about this in his heart, but he just expressed it through the mouth of the second class.
The three of them mustered up their sluggish spirits, dismembered each of the intact corpses, and then used the shaping technique. This feeling of killing and dismembering oneself again and again is very subtle, like being in a game. But the feeling before death, the feeling when the other person was killed, and the pungent stench were all so vivid and unforgettable, telling myself all the time that all of this was real.
But this is a dream, is it really real? Or is it really what you think is true?
It's a mouthful, but Lin also feels it. No wonder faith is one of the aspects of power. Because you don’t have a strong enough will to believe in what you are doing, then all this is really in vain.
Because he was too exhausted, Lin Bing used the shaping technique to fill the virtual image of the Great Sage's Tower with the bricks his body turned into, and gradually materialized this magic tower in his dream. Didn't think too much about it. Just let your body move intuitively and mechanically.
Among them, it can also be seen that as the shaping technique is used again and again, some of the originally normal remaining bodies gradually become gray and unusable. , 23 It seems that everything left here is just another manifestation of his own magic power. It’s not unlimited, and it’s not free. At least the tingling sensation in my head was getting more annoying each time.
When all the dead selves were finally turned into bricks and filled into the planned building location of the Tower of the Great Sage, many usable bodies were actually lost. Adding up the three of them, Lin had no idea how many times he had died. All that is known about the final completion progress of the Magic Tower is that there is only a small part of the floor and a low wall about knee height. The completion of the three-story magic tower can be said to be far away.
More detailed calculations will have to wait until I regain some energy. Right now, he just felt like he was about to faint and couldn't think at all. It is said that if you faint in reality, you will enter a dream. If you faint in a dream, will you wake up? Or enter the next level of dreamland?
Lin felt that he was about to know the answer. The other two incarnations have long since disappeared without a trace. So in this void, Lin returned to loneliness. It's just that now he can neither taste this taste nor have the time to feel the pain. After pressing the last brick, he couldn't hold on any longer and threw himself forward, hanging on the high and low walls.
In reality, Lin, who was sitting in the shade of a tree, suddenly fell to the side. Just before that face that was neither handsome nor ugly was about to kiss the ground, someone grabbed him from the back collar and lifted him up.
I opened my eyes with difficulty, and what I saw was a face that was so beautiful that it was unforgettable and unbelievable that I could see it with my own eyes instead of watching it through TV or movies.
Lin, who had just woken up, was still dazed for a while. With a splitting headache, he just intuitively complained about the current situation and said: "Miss, I know I am half a head shorter than you and you are wearing high heels. But you always carry me like a puppy." , which is very hurtful.”
"The mouth is not dead yet. It seems that there is no problem." Fen carried a man who had just woken up, but his whole body was weak and tingling, and walked out of the village. The two girls followed behind with worried faces. The villagers I met along the way all showed panic expressions.
Lin felt confused and said, "Why do everyone look like they have seen a ghost?"
"It seems that you don't know what kind of ghost you have become, and you still say that people see ghosts. This is just a coincidence."
