"There won't be a sixth floor, right?" Feng Xue couldn't help but frown when she saw that there were node settlements and prizes to choose from three.
The previous scene of being stabbed with a knife even though it was reduced to ashes was so shocking that he still hasn't been able to calm down.
But after thinking about it, he shook his head again. No matter how much he thought about it, it would not change the result. Rather than thinking about these things, it was better to look at what he had gained.
The three collections are all purple and have no display effect. Feng Xue can only judge based on their shapes and names.
The individual nuclear bomb looks like a rocket launcher, but Feng Xue is not too brave to take it.
If it's an object of struggle, that's fine, but if it's a multi-dimensional rare object... Feng Xue feels that it might be a joke about "the range is less than the killing radius".
Of course, Feng Xue now has universal bullets that can share the range, but this thing doesn't look like a gun, right?
As for the remaining two items, their names are quite confusing, but Manga is a video tape and Theater of Death is a book.
In fact, Feng Xue didn't really want to choose between the two, because looking at the names, he always felt that they were related to the "Source of Fear" series of collections, but thinking about it carefully, he still has two Sources of Fear hanging on his body. One more thing doesn’t seem to be a big deal.
After thinking for a moment, Feng Xue chose Death Theater, simply because it was a book.
If it is a book, it means it has content. Even if it is an advertising book or a fantasy novel, it can still reveal a lot of information. Just like even if it is a fantasy novel about the earth, the interpersonal relationships in it can still reveal the shadow of modern society.
With this idea in mind, Feng Xue completed the selection, but unexpectedly...
Name: Theater of Death
Category: Professional Tools
Quality: purple precious
Effect: Unlock or upgrade a performance skill by one level (maximum expert level).
Note: This book records Qingyun Baihong and Feng Xue's most famous architectural skills, but few people know that the name "Death Troupe" actually comes from a special operations team that performs opera and death heavy metal rock in their spare time. .
…
"Won the prize!" Feng Xue's eyes widened, somewhat in disbelief. This book with an exaggerated name was actually a professional tool, and it was also a secret book from its predecessor!
"It's a pity that I don't have any performance skills at all, so the opportunity to directly upgrade to the expert level is wasted. Speaking of 'Qingyun Baihong'... although it is still a bit weird, it is at least better than 'Decapitator'."
Feng Xue muttered for a while, but then opened the pop-up menu. The skills of professional acting are not as dazzling as those of sports. In addition to the [Acting], [Fake Voice], [Makeup] and other skills that were selected by the predecessor, there are also skills such as [ Technologies such as harmony], [broadcasting], and [hosting].
He didn't think much about this aspect. He was pursuing practical ideas. He hesitated between acting, false voice and makeup, and finally chose acting.
As he made his choice, the screen in front of him went dark again, but it was different from the sixth floor he imagined. When the screen lit up again, it was a new round of settlement screen——
[End of exploration]
【Blood admonition to Qingyun】
[The collection is being drawn...]
[You get a bulletproof suit. 】
[Collection [Blooded Defense Map] Unlocked]
[The collection [a pencil] has been unlocked]
[Node [Multiple Mapping] has been unlocked]
[Savings function unlocked]
…
"What the hell? What have you unlocked?" For a moment, Feng Xue felt that the amount of information was huge, but the settlement screen did not last long. Before he could think about it carefully, the interface in front of him turned into a gray and hopeless one. Select status.
"There are quite a lot of memories unlocked this time..." Feeling the extra information in her mind, Feng Xue couldn't help but grin. Just when she was about to take a look at her collection, she suddenly heard a vague sound in her ears. voice--
"Get up, get up!"
As the sound of knocking on the railing became clearer, Feng Xue slowly woke up. Although the prison guard gave him face, he did not intend to make it difficult for the other party. After glancing at the collection divided into two parts in his mind, he quickly I rushed into the toilet and started pouring water.
You don’t need to wash your face or brush your teeth, but you need to report someone when you go to the toilet in the prison. Although Feng Xue just opens his mouth, the prison guards probably won’t refuse, but the kind of behavior that needs to be reported to others before going to the toilet is unacceptable to him. This is still a bit difficult for society.
…
After solving the physical problem, Feng Xue casually washed his hands and followed the prison guard out of the single room. However, his steps this time were slightly heavier than before.
It's not because I'm still immersed in the somewhat depressing story of Goldfinger's exploration, but simply because I'm preparing for a prison break.
At this moment, there are a total of nineteen collections floating in his mind. Although many of them are of no use because they cannot be taken out, there are still some that have considerable practical value, such as——
[Rusty red fire axe].
The fighting skills from a certain assassination boxing sect in Qingyun were vaguely used. Although Feng Xue had not done any related body strengthening, the good body left by his predecessor, combined with the damage reduction of the collection, also allowed him to ignore the effects of the skills. Reverse injury (note ①).
The "armor-breaking" effect brought by the rust-red fire ax, combined with the technique of beating a cow across the mountain in the assassination fist, allows him to only need to step a little heavier to penetrate the surface of the floor tiles, achieving this level of immersion. Only a master of ten years can achieve the effect of lifting weight with ease.
Just walking and stepping all the way, Feng Xue soon came to the cafeteria. Here, he had to stop his movements. After all, the group fight incident was still in front of him. What if the floor accidentally collapsed during the group fight next week? It’s a lot of fun.
Sitting at the dining table, Feng Xue was eating breakfast, but her eyes couldn't help but sweep across the inmates not far away, and a sense of familiarity suddenly grew in her heart.
That's right, this person just fell into a strange dream. Feng Xue has played the role of the orchard killer for twenty years. Judging from the other person's movement habits, he can indeed see the shadow of the orchard. But from the shape of the other person's fingers, it seems that His shooting habits were very different from the skills Feng Xue had developed over the past twenty years.
"It seems that Goldfinger...or at least the point of accidentally entering Qimeng will not affect history, nor will he accidentally raise a big daddy, but I don't know, it is just Goldfinger absorbing the other party's experience to construct the A dream, or have I actually invaded the other person’s dream?”
Seemingly noticing Feng Xue's gaze, the orchard killer immediately raised his head, but after noticing that it was Feng Xue who was looking at him, he said nothing more and lowered his head again to start eating.
Feng Xue, who took in all his expressions, secretly relaxed. At least judging from the other party's performance, she probably didn't know that she had entered his dream.
But then, his eyes swept across the huge restaurant. In his eyes, each prisoner had become a thick skill book.
You must know that those who can be imprisoned in the Beehive Prison, regardless of the length of the sentence, basically have two unique skills. He only entered Qimeng by mistake once and gained twenty years of experience as a killer. If he accidentally entered all the inmates present...
brush!
Almost instantly, more than one-third of the prisoners stopped eating. Their unison behavior shocked the prison guards guarding them.
Fortunately, there is a time limit for meals in Beehive Prison. Except for a few single-room residents who can look around slowly, the remaining prisoners quickly returned to the queue of eating...
