"Uncle, I'll leave right away!"

Luo Huai picked up the tool and ran away, but after running for a while, he turned around and found that the zombie man was still standing there without moving a single step.

"Strange, I'd obviously chased after it a little."

Since the zombie master doesn't chase him, Luo Huai won't just run away.

He would never dare to attack, and Luo Huai could only figure out the intention of the zombie master.

The Zombie Master is also able to log in to the chat room, so he should also have his own consciousness.

But now it is not through the chat room, and there is no way to communicate between the two.

"I don't know how the big guys use to access the Internet..."

Suddenly, Luo Huai saw the zombie attacking him.

Boy, come here.

This is what Luo Huai understood. It feels so familiar. Almost all the old men who walk around the park like to call children like this.

Luo Huai walked over hesitantly, thinking while walking: The zombie master shouldn't be so useless to bully me, a young man, right?

After Luo Huai approached, the zombie uncle pointed at the stone pit that Luo Huai had knocked out for a long time.

"Is this asking me to continue digging?" Luo Huai was afraid that the zombie did not understand, so he raised the pickaxe and waved it.

Zombie Master:...

He opened a red panel and threw it in front of Luo Huai. He typed out a few big words:

I am not a fool, I can understand it. My intelligence is D, which is higher than you.

Luo Huai: "..."

The Zombie Master continued to type: Do you already know the missing natural disaster?

"Well, I got it, the Fire Demon boss told me."

(Typing): Then keep digging. Your shelter is in this position and is destined to take over His rank. The will of the world should be arranged in this way.

"..." Luo Huai didn't know how to answer. The boss liked to be a riddle man when he spoke, so it would be better to do it directly.

The iron pickaxe hit the black rock again.

...

In the Orphanage, Qinglin woke up from the bed.

"Hiss~ The feeling of the soul leaving the body for a long time is really deadly."

Qinglin wanted to hold up, but was stopped by the needle sensation all over his body.

After the soul has been away from the body for a long time, even if you drink special medicine, you will still feel like numbness, just like when you squat in the toilet for more than an hour before coming out.

Moreover, this needle prick is more profound and cannot be relieved no matter how you relieve it.

Qinglin lay on the bed, waiting for his soul to slowly adapt to the body.

My body was very light when I was in the illusion world, and now I am gradually replaced by a heavy feeling.

With the constraints of the body, players transformed from superhuman in the illusion world back into mortals in the mortal world. (The basic body values ​​are still the same as those in the illusion world, but many supernatural forces and energy cannot be used, which mainly has a great impact on the magic system.)

Players often become addicted to the illusion world because they cannot adapt to this gap in strength. The final result is that the body disappears, and the soul that has not cut off the causal line from the body also disappears.

This is one of the most common ways of death for players except for natural death.

"Fortunately, the practice of the practitioner can also exercise the body." Qinglin twisted an empty test tube on the bedside table, and there were a few traces of residual medicine. "Otherwise, this cheap nutrient could not hold on."

Generally speaking, the guild will equip members with nutritional agents to ensure the normal progress of the guild's collective actions.

But Qinglin gave his share to Ye Crazy.

Ye Meng's physique is the weakest among the three brothers, but he often stays in the fantasy world. Who made him have a worry-free partner? Moreover, in order to win the quota of core members, he had to go to the fantasy world often.

When Qinglin gave him nutritional supplements, he asked him why he tried so hard.

"I can't let her down..." Ye Meng said so at that time, his eyes were a little dim and self-blame.

What else can Qinglin say? Support him.

"I don't know how this guy is doing." Qinglin raised his finger habitually and wanted to calculate.

But he was stunned immediately, "I forgot that I was in the mortal world..."

In the mortal world, he is just an ordinary person with some mental power.

The discomfort in the body faded almost the same. Qinglin got out of bed and walked towards the room where Ye Crazy was, feeling a little nervous.

People who are in love are most afraid of death because their mental weaknesses are too obvious.

"I hope nothing happens." Before entering the door, Qinglin finally prayed.

Pushing open the door, he saw Ye Crazy sitting on the bed with his legs in his arms.

He was wearing thin black short-sleeved shorts, with the back of his head leaning against the wall, not sure what he was thinking.

But at least he still has a spirit in his eyes, which means he has survived.

Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, he was snatched by Ye Chuang first:

"Lin, I've seen a lot..."

His voice was light and hollow.

"It's just an illusion, don't take it seriously." Qinglin sat down beside the bed.

At this time, you must not ask what happened in the illusion, as memories will only make him fall into it again.

If you are not careful, you may cause psychological trauma.

"I……"

Ye Meng's thin body didn't even have the strength to get up.

"Stay still, I'll get some food for you." Qinglin quickly pressed him back, then ran to the kitchen to cook porridge.

"Lin..." Looking at Qinglin's back as he walked out, Ye Meng suddenly relaxed and lay back on the bed.

No one knows what He saw, nor does he want to say it.

After letting go of his heart, Ye Meng regained his mentality.

The memory of the fear of death is dissipating, leaving only a faint shadow.

When the final test is passed, the shadow will naturally fade.

"The porridge is coming!" Qinglin walked in from outside the door with a pot of porridge, and there were several plates of side dishes.

Both of them now need to make up for it, so they ate the food.

Ye Meng was smacking her lips while eating and asked Qinglin: "Why does the taste of this porridge feel strange?"

"I don't know, I saw it in the refrigerator, so I took it out and heated it up."

Ye Meng heard this and squeezed the porridge from the bowl, "Lin, how long have you been in the illusion world this time?"

"After the copy is open, the time flow rate difference has returned to normal..." Qinglin calculated with his fingers, "It should be more than a week."

After finishing the calculation, he picked up the bowl and continued to eat.

But Ye Fengque didn't dare to take the bowl anymore, and he finally knew why the porridge tasted strange.

"You just took the porridge for more than a week, and you just took it to eat it?"

"Isn't it just one week?" Qinglin didn't care while drinking the porridge. "That guy Luo Huai has drunk water that has been stored for more than three years, and he is still alive."

He is a cultivator of immortality and has excellent physical fitness, so he doesn't care at all.

"You compare me with that stolen? Is that animal-like physique still considered human?"

Ye Meng's eyebrows were twisted together at a speed visible to the naked eye. He covered his stomach with a painful expression.

"It's true or false, it's starting to hurt?" Qinglin was frightened by him, so scared that he put down the bowl and stepped forward to help him.

Who knew Ye Meng laughed and patted him: "Scared you!"

“…You’re inflated.”

In revenge, Qinglin picked up a tofu and stuffed it into his mouth like lightning.

Ye Meng has been afraid of this thing since she was a child.

"Very~"
Chapter completed!