An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

Only now did Zhang Ke feel like he was playing a game.

But it was only a little bit. When the water rushed up to the sky, the pain of the bones being pulled out of the body, and the subsequent explosion that could not be sustained were torn apart.

He felt his body burst into criss-crossing cracks, dragon blood spraying out, and because he had lost several pieces of his spine, he couldn't even turn his head. He could only feel his body getting cold quickly amidst the tearing pain.

Eviscerate + dismember the body with five horses

In ancient times, this was one of the worst forms of torture, right?

Flowing back and forth from death,

Zhang Ke's head felt like an eel had been stuffed, and his brain ached.

The CG at the end of the dungeon and the conclusion of the mission couldn't attract much of his attention.

Fortunately, having empty eyes does not mean that Zhang Ke has become deaf. The voice of the narrator in his ear continued to chant without any fluctuation:

[Task settlement, game over]

[The second act will be unlocked after twelve hours]

[Since you are still in the game, you can choose: repeat the first act; exit the game]

exit the game,

Four words brought Zhang Ke back to his senses quickly.

Looking at the four characters flowing like liquid, Zhang Ke pursed his lips.

Very timely!

If he had come a little earlier, he would have thought that he would quit decisively and put this crappy game on the shelf.

If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed for it.

Sorry, I'm uneducated and can't understand.

In reality, everyone knows that reading is the only way out for ordinary people, but how many people can read it day and night? What's more, playing a game requires experiencing the top ten levels of torture. Who can bear it?

Fortunately, the physical phantom limb pain gradually subsided over time.

Although the memory is still there, the empathy is gone.

what is this?

protection mechanism?

Can this kind of game also have a game protection mechanism?

It's not surprising if you think about it carefully. After all, the main theme of the game is evolution, not terror. This is still a novice copy. In the so-called first act, Zhang Ke gave away precious blood. Later, when the difficulty of the dungeon is upgraded, you will have to fight to the death every time you play the game.

However, I just don’t know the bottom line of this protection mechanism.

It's just death protection, so that's fine, but what if there are other undead knights and reckless heroes whose names no one can inherit?

As soon as his senses came online, Zhang Ke's mind shouted that Huang Tian was here again.

Zhang Ke, who was not planning to play the second game, at least for the time being, did not want to improve his rating, quit the game.

He wanted to take advantage of the break to go back and look for information.

Forbidden City,

Lock Longjing,

This is quite a famous myth and legend.

Of course, it is normal for legends to have different versions after being passed down from generation to generation. What Zhang Ke has to do is to find a recent story line based on the plot and think about what to do next.

In the follow-up, will he continue with his identity as a dragon in the first act, or will it be a new story line?

Moreover, since it is a real "simulation" game, can he learn things directly from the copy without relying on the rewards of the mission?

Suppress the impetuosity in my heart and quit the game.

At the right time, the familiar sound of a computer fan could be heard in my ears. When I opened my eyes, the sun was scorching outside.

I checked the time with the computer and saw that only a few minutes had passed.

However, in the game, he feels that a long time has passed. Of course, it may be too painful to feel that time passes slowly.

"Just brushing aside, right? I'll stab you to death."

The cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

Zhang Ke came back from his thoughts. He looked at the notes and realized that the takeaway he ordered had arrived.

After all, at noon in mid-June, only college students who can't think of anything will go to the cafeteria to buy food.

Oh, of course, there are also those who have classes in the morning and those who cannot have takeout delivered to the dormitory downstairs. They go to the cafeteria in the high temperature and sweat while eating. It is true that the mask of pain hangs on their faces.

“Enjoy your meal, please give me a good review, thank you!”

As usual, he would at least say thank you, but this time Zhang Ke didn't even say a word. He hurriedly took the takeout and turned upstairs, returning to the room and grabbing a few bites of food.

Suddenly, the chewing movement stopped.

Cut the screen of the phone and look at the number as high as 40° on the screen, as well as the somewhat dazzling orange warning of high temperature.

Zhang Ke couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

At the same time, as he inhaled, a cold wind suddenly blew in from outside the dormitory door, hovering around Zhang Ke. Looking at his hair that was slightly trembling by the wind, he hesitated and took another breath.

"call!"

"bump!"

Suddenly a gust of wind blew into the room, and the open door slammed shut with a loud bang. At the same time, he heard the refreshing tenor voice in the corridor outside the door. He hesitated and covered his mouth.

After waiting for a long time,

He didn't dare to put down his hand until his breathing stabilized.

"Is this Hufeng?"

Zhang Ke tried it for a while. If he breathed normally, there would be airflow circling around him, which could only cool people down. It was equivalent to carrying a small fan with him. But if he breathed through his mouth, the door would be blown by the breeze. small wind.

Even if he thought a little more seriously, Zhang Ke found that there were more memories emerging in his mind, densely packed. Breathing is just the basics, from movements to spells, everything quietly exists in his mind.

However, Zhang Ke was not crazy enough to try it in school. It didn't matter whether he would be discovered or not. The key was that strong winds could easily pick up things, which would be bad if they hit someone.

And, it's not just that. While testing his skills, he also stood in front of a mirror.

Looking at the outline of his abdominal muscles, he swallowed.

Although I was not a fat person before, I did have a slight belly, not to mention that it was inevitable to be greasy when I was near the computer every day.

But now, as he breathed, Zhang Ke could feel something being taken out of his body, and at the same time, the breeze surrounding him was silently transporting something into his body.

Speaking of which, [Hufeng] also has the effect of making people lose weight and keep fit?

Thinking about it, the personal panel appeared in my eyes:

Name: Zhang Ke

Occupation: God (?) has no credentials or identity, and his occupation is temporarily locked.

Health: 98% (The health value determines the character's health. If it is lower than 15%, the character will be weak, if it is lower than 10%, the character will be in shock, and if it is lower than 0%, the character will die)

Skill: Breathing Wind (Passive/Active)

Equipment: none

Props: 10kg ambergris, bone meal x3

Currency: Chalcedony x3

He was a bit too poor. In the game, Calling the Wind should be considered the same skill as Calling the Rain, and there were more good things in the skill bar that made him covet.

Now, just half of one of them brings this otherworldly power to itself.

reason?

How do you make him rational?

Do you know Capital?

When the benefits are great enough, let alone death that can be resurrected, there is no problem at all walking on the edge of death.