Global Trial

Xia Mingdong quietly took out the prop - Chief Trial Officer's Dark Night.

In this way, the props can deprive a certain range of light. After Xia Mingdong took it out and used it immediately, the surrounding light instantly dimmed.

Light propagates along a straight line, and what they see is actually the propagating light. In the past, people even imagined a kind of "ether" material as the medium of light propagation.

The dark night took away the surrounding light and plunged the surroundings into darkness instantly. Many testers immediately stood up and looked around vigilantly.

The effect of the dark night is very strange, it will directly deprive them of all the light, even if there is no light here, they cannot see the light in the distance, because all the light that can reach their eyes is blocked, just like a wall Similarly, let the propagation of light stop abruptly.

In this situation, Xia Mingdong's eyes were also pitch black, and he couldn't see the light. The dark night in his hand was like a huge light source absorber, making the light disappear.

After a while, Xia Mingdong put away the effect of the dark night, and stood up blankly, saying that he didn't know what happened, he was a pure and innocent good person.

Many testers are trying to find the target, but it is difficult to find out who used what item.

It is difficult to find such a large area of ​​darkness that blinds everyone in an instant, and the person holding the prop will not admit it, for example, Xia Mingdong will not admit it.

Without finding the target, all the testers sat down slowly, Xia Mingdong suddenly asked Cen Heng: "Do you think this level is PVP or PVE?"

PVP: Playerversusplayer, player versus player

PVE: PlayerVSEnvironment, player and environment confrontation

A series of copies of the chief trial officer is a typical PVE copy, while others have PVP and PVE.

"I think...it should be PVE." Cen Heng said, "But I always feel that it should be PVP."

"No." Xia Mingdong said firmly: "What we experienced was a PVP dungeon, and I will definitely make this dungeon a PVP."

"You have a clue by saying that?" Cen Heng asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

"It depends on how the fog gives clues." Xia Mingdong stared at the fog and said, "Of course, I am also very concerned about whether we are using our own bodies."

"It stands to reason that with the existence of a virtual earth, what we use should not be a real body, but a virtual synthetic body, but after countless trial officers and levels of experience, I think what we use may be our body, or Yes, or no, how can the five senses be deprived in this situation?"

"Vision, hearing, etc. are fine, just block the nerve conduction, but for the sense of touch, don't you need to block the nerve conduction in the whole body?" Xia Mingdong discussed this issue from a very academic point of view, " If someone among us knows how to perform surgery, or someone whose talent is related to medical skills, can they restore one of the five senses?"

To be honest, Cen Heng didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

"It means..." Xia Mingdong said softly, "I'm thinking about how to restore my five senses."

Perhaps the setting of the fog is that only people with five senses can enter safely. If they don't have five senses, they will encounter danger.

They have been tossing for such a long time, and four or five hours have passed, which is a time when most people will start to feel hungry.

The current hunger can still be endured, that is, the stomach is screaming, reminding you that you want to eat, and your physical strength will not decline significantly.

If a person's hunger exceeds 24 hours, there will be a significant decline in physical strength, and...

Xia Mingdong didn't want to think about the result, he would definitely find another way.

Islands that seem to have no solution will definitely have a solution. There is no absolutely unbreakable situation in this world, only those who do not work hard enough.

Oh, of course, maybe there are only testers who aren't smart enough.

Xia Mingdong noticed that someone took out props and walked over to the mist. It seemed to be a prop such as an exhaust fan. It kept sucking in the mist, as if trying to suck the mist in, but there was no result.

Maybe it's because of hunger, maybe it's also because many people saw that as long as they don't touch the fog, there will be no danger. Many experimenters went to the side of the fog and tried to use different props to break the fog, but they found nothing.

Ten minutes passed like this, and Ninge suddenly said, "It's been five hours."

Xia Mingdong froze for a moment, "Honey, you think it's an accurate time teller."

But I don't know if Ning Ge realized something. Five hours after he finished speaking, a voice came from the sky for the first time.

"I'm the trial officer of this level...but you are not qualified to know my name for the time being, wait until you pass the test."

The voices in the sky seem to be lively and mischievous, but also seem to be ruthless, following the rules, so that they have nowhere to escape.

"I know you must be very anxious to know how to break this situation. I can announce a rule again."

"Of course, after the announcement of the rules this time, it will take fifteen hours for the next announcement. Maybe...you are already very anxious by then?"

"Well, let me remind you that the five senses can be captured~"

"Don't worry, before I announce the rules, if you violate the rules, you won't be counted as fouls. You can do things boldly with confidence. I'm looking forward to that situation."

"I don't know... what kind of delicious food can you bring me?"

Xia Mingdong: "...Sure enough."

He rested his forehead and sighed, "What I'm most afraid of is that I can capture the five senses. Once the five senses can be captured, it will directly accelerate the competition between our already very delicate relationship between the testers... Let everyone think about how to capture the five senses, how leave here."

"Since the first additional rule talks about the five senses, the second rule is probably also related to the five senses, so many people will try their best to obtain the five senses..."

"That." Cen Heng thought for a while, and said: "Actually, no one else needs to take it. Fourth brother, if you and Ning Ge feel that the five senses are more useful, I can contribute my five senses. Anyway, I am useless at first. If you didn’t take it all the way, it’s impossible for me to come to the present. I can’t see any clues with my five senses. It’s better to leave it to you who need it. Vision or touch, you can choose the same, oh, of course, you can take both. OK."

Xia Mingdong looked at Cen Heng in surprise, speechless for a long time.

Cen Heng was looked at with embarrassment, "Well, I just want to make a contribution. I have always been so kind. I even wrote a suicide note before. If I die, I am willing to donate all the available organs to others. .”

Xia Mingdong didn't know what to say, rolling his throat, feeling his eyes and throat were sore, he couldn't speak at all for a while.

After a while, Ren Sheng also said beside him, "I can donate too."

"Do not……"

Xia Mingdong wanted to say no, but he suddenly felt that his tone of voice was not right.

Ning Ge answered directly for him: "No."

"Well, you don't have to be embarrassed." Cen Heng himself was still persuading, "To be honest, it's more useful for you to hold than mine, and you can even take me out."

"What if the five senses will never recover after being taken away?" Xia Mingdong suddenly said in a deep voice, "Even if we leave this checkpoint, they won't recover?"

Cen Heng was stunned, and murmured: "It can't be like this, I didn't say anything..."

"Not saying it doesn't mean it's not." Xia Mingdong replied, "If that's the case, do you want to donate it too?"

Cen Heng hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Donate."

Xia Mingdong laughed angrily, "When the hell are you going to care about your own body? Donate your five senses so easily, are you addicted to helping the poor? Besides, I'm not poor!"

Cen Heng was stunned by Xia Mingdong for a moment.

Xia Mingdong was so angry that his heart ached, "It's not too bad, you just heard this and said you want to donate your five senses, do you look down on me?"

"...Why do I look down on you?" Cen Heng asked speechlessly, "I want to give it to you because I think highly of you."

"You just look down on me and think I can't think of any other way."

Cen Heng: ...how damn seamless is this logic?

"Okay." Xia Mingdong said simply: "There are other ways, I'm afraid I've guessed it slowly, don't think about the five senses, there should be a direction."

Cen Heng was overjoyed, "Fourth, what direction do you have?"

"I suspect that the mist is our five senses that have been taken away." Xia Mingdong stared at the mist and said, "Of course, this is just an intuition. There is no definite evidence yet, and there is no way to say strictly why the mist is our robbed senses." The five senses are taken away, but I just think... one of the five senses that we were taken away by Bo formed a fog, trapped us, and used local materials, huh..."

"I suddenly wanted to do an experiment, and wanted to know what would happen once the fog melted into the thing under my feet."

Cen Heng had a very familiar feeling, it had begun, Xia Mingdong's Arabian Nights had begun again.

"I think we should find a way to separate the fog first, and then try to combine the fog and the land. We only have two things now, the fog and the land." Xia Mingdong said while demonstrating, "The fog also has water, and it should also be the place under our feet. For the food of this thing, we can judge whether the evil value in the fog is high or not by whether this thing likes to eat the fog under our feet. Of course, for the sake of insurance, we have to take the fog from several places for experiments. Take a look at my guess right?"

Cen Heng looked at Xia Mingdong expressionlessly: "I think the plan is very good, but there is one thing that is very difficult."

"what?"

"How should we get the mist?"

"Oh, that's easy." Xia Mingdong said directly, "If the mountain doesn't come to me, I'll go to the mountain. The mist is hard to get at, and it doesn't seem too difficult to cut through the thing under my feet."

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