Global Trial

They drove home from Antarctica, and as the scenery of City B became clearer and clearer, Xia Mingdong felt like he had finally returned.

The only city and place he is familiar with on the virtual earth.

While driving the aircraft, Cen Heng said to Ren Cheng, "Have you never been to City B? My fourth brother and I are both from City B. It is said that City B was really prosperous in the past, but now, hey..."

Depression and emptiness visible to the naked eye.

The huge city is like a monster made of reinforced concrete, without a trace of vitality.

"I've been here before." Ren Sheng said, "But it wasn't like this before."

The previous city B was cheerful and lively. Compared with the emptiness and silence of the present, the traffic jams in the past have become cute.

Even if you want to get stuck in traffic now, there are not so many people driving.

People from the whole country drove together, wondering if they could block the third ring road in city B.

The aircraft slowly landed in front of Xia Mingdong's house, and as the flight altitude gradually decreased, Xia Mingdong also had a clear view of the situation in the community.

With just one look, his lips were tightly pursed.

The building that was still in good condition before they left has now become a dangerous building.

Traditionally, this does not bode well.

The house that was good before they left was now in dire straits. A huge gap was split from the middle, running through the entire building. At the same time, the building was leaning sideways, just like the angle of the Leaning Tower of Pisa, leaning sideways.

The house is unlivable unless they can fix it.

But none of their talents had anything to do with architecture. Ning Ge turned into a black cat, and nimbly jumped to the window where Xia Mingdong used to live and looked into the house.

A few seconds later, Ning Ge jumped down again and told Xia Mingdong: "There is nothing in the house."

Xia Mingdong looked up at the window of his own house, and smiled for some reason.

"The virtual world always seems to be very real." He said softly, "The road cracks will have a real cracking effect, and the building will be attacked, and there will be real instability, and the result will be a dangerous building."

"But..." Xia Mingdong's expression became sarcastic, "What is virtual will always be virtual and cannot become real."

No matter how similar this place is, it is not his real home.

Originally, he thought that there was a beginning and an end, and that if he wanted to come back here, he could barely call this place a home, but he didn't even have this place anymore.

This building is already regarded as a dangerous building. Standing on it with a few tens of kilograms together is likely to cause the dangerous building to collapse. Since this is the case, there is no need to go up.

It can be regarded as breaking Xia Mingdong's last thought, don't miss anything, keep moving forward, don't look back.

Cen Heng was anxious at the side, and asked Xia Mingdong in a low voice: "Fourth brother, do you want to go up? I don't feel safe."

"No." Xia Mingdong replied without hesitation, "We can learn how to make a tent and set up a tent not far away."

Cen Heng was suspicious, "We...can make tents?"

"Why not?" Xia Mingdong has always believed in a point of view, "People's potential is unlimited. It's just simple tent making. Knowing the principle is not difficult."

Cen Heng was dumbfounded, feeling that the virtual earth turned him into a craftsman, self-sufficient and self-reliant.

"bring it on."

Xia Mingdong quickly exchanged the materials in the point store, and everyone started to build tents vigorously.

"I suddenly remembered in Harry Potter, at the Quidditch World Cup, Harry set up a tent with Ron's family. After the tent was set up, it was a small suite, and we didn't have space magic. After the tent was set up, it was still a tent. Probably not very sheltered from the wind and rain."

"The rain will definitely be covered." Xia Mingdong said, "I specially exchanged the rainproof material so that the rain won't get in. I don't know if the rainwater seeps in from the ground because you haven't done it well, but you can Exchange it for a plastic board, which can be used as a bed by the way, and is waterproof.”

"...it's a really sad story."

While they were chatting, Ning Ge was doing handwork quietly, with strong hands-on ability, he quickly understood the structure of the tent, and made it look good in less than an hour. He didn't even use other tools and made it with his bare hands.

Cen Heng was drooling enviously, and the children next door were crying. He couldn't help but glanced at his partner Ren Sheng with disgust. Why are they all jumpers? Ren Sheng can't do anything.

Ren Sheng looked at Cen Heng with a straight face, and said, "Take care of yourself first."

Cen Heng touched his face, and suddenly understood what Ren Sheng meant.

Xia Mingdong is a handsome and handsome guy, but he is a...little fat guy with small eyes.

In this world, ugly men have no way out, and Cen Heng was appointed to continue doing handicrafts.

Just when Xia Mingdong had been resting comfortably in the tent for a long time, Cen Heng and the others finished building the tent.

The two tents were so close that they could hear each other talking, Xia Mingdong lay in the tent and said, "We can study the final judgment."

The atmosphere changed from a leisurely vacation just now to a tense one now. Cen Heng was so excited that he almost sat up from the plastic board, "Can we take a rest for a while?"

"Probably not." Xia Mingdong said, "If we can't get through this time, we can naturally sleep forever."

"Bah, bah, bah." Cen Heng answered, "Don't say it's so unlucky, we can definitely go there."

"So in order to avoid fighting an unprepared battle, let's see what the final judgment is going to be."

Ever since they passed the seventh level of the trial level, there was an additional option of final judgment in the level of the trial system. Xia Mingdong hadn't clicked on it before. What he wanted was to watch it together when he was in the mood. Now that the mood is almost up, he Click on Final Judgment.

Final Judgment Conditions——

Trial countdown ends (37 days left)

Or

The number of people who pass the seventh level reaches the percentage requirement (target 25 people, currently 9 people)

After Xia Mingdong saw the number of people, he said directly: "Chu Jiu and the others didn't pass, otherwise there would be more people."

"Very good." Cen Heng expressed his satisfaction, "It's best not to pass that kind of rubbish."

"However, this means that we may have a chance to see Chu Jiu again." Xia Mingdong analyzed calmly, "With Chu Jiu's ability, even if he can't get out, staying in the trial world is not too difficult."

Cen Heng: "... Are you an aborigine, your body is not your own, and suddenly you feel that the superiority of the aborigines in the trial world is gone."

"Our bodies are not necessarily our own." Xia Mingdong put his hands behind his head, but felt uncomfortable no matter how they were placed, so he just put his pillow on Ning Ge's lap, and finally felt comfortable. He continued, "The difference is that we still You can continue to move forward, but Chu Jiu will never have another chance."

Unless the aborigines of the trial world have the ability to break the entire system, they will have no future visible to the naked eye, and live the same life day after day.

But... Maybe this is the "boring" life that many people hope for.

Xia Mingdong smiled, feeling that his own thoughts could not represent the majority of people.

"However, we are still short of a dozen people to reach our goal." Xia Mingdong analyzed, "There are only 37 days left in the trial countdown, we need to try our best to let as many people pass the seventh level within these 37 days, so as to ensure that we will not be passive Entering the final judgment, I believe that according to the judgment standard of the trial world, it is better to be able to meet the second requirement and choose to enter actively than passively enter when the time is up."

"So let's spread the news?" Cen Heng tried to ask, "This is a matter for the entire virtual earth, and we definitely can't accomplish this goal with just a few of us."

"So..." Xia Mingdong said: "Actually, what we are going to do now is to stimulate livers all over the world."

Cen Heng was directly amused by the word "stimulate the liver".

Playing games is either Krypton Gold or Liver Emperor. The two words "rescue liver" are very similar to gamers who play dungeons day and night to improve their level.

"I'll spread the news." Cen Heng said, "As for whether I will believe it, how many people will believe it, or how many people will come to ask us for a strategy, I'm not sure. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable."

"There is definitely no strategy." Xia Mingdong immediately stopped some people's wishful thinking, "I guess we are not allowed to reveal any clues about the seventh level."

After he finished speaking, he added, "2 If you hear it, you don't have to show up. I really don't want to see you."

Originally intended to appear 2: "..."

Really annoying, no friendship at all.

"However, we can tell them that in many cases, the more the trial world wants us to do something, the less we should do it." Xia Mingdong replied, "I guess the reason why Chu Jiu didn't leave in the end was probably because he was entangled by those hands in the sky. Hold on, the testers who died in other levels may not be able to show much power in the seventh level, and the people who died in the seventh level can display the greatest power in the seventh level. It is the biggest reason to stop Chu Jiu."

Chu Jiu slaughtered a large number of testers in the seventh level, and finally ruined his own way of life.

Cen Heng replied from the perspective of an ordinary person: "I think this... is too obscure, and ordinary people can't do it."

Xia Mingdong lay comfortably on Ning Ge's lap, and even played with Ning Ge's fingers. Several fingers were entangled together, which seemed extraordinarily ambiguous.

Ning Ge took Xia Mingdong's hand and kissed it lightly, the other hand was eager to try, as if he wanted to do something.

Xia Mingdong stopped Ning Ge's hand and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble, I have serious business."

Ning Ge could only temporarily stop, and continued to follow Xia Mingdong's hand and play with each other's fingers.

Xia Mingdong thought for a while, and said to Cen Heng: "Then put it another way."

"what?"

"Let them..." Xia Mingdong dragged out his voice, and replied in a low voice: "Don't be so honest."

Question marks filled Cen Heng's head, "Are you asking them to make trouble and challenge the rules more?"

"It depends on their own understanding." Xia Mingdong yawned, feeling a little sleepy again, "I'm not their nanny, so there's no need to care so much, and they might not believe it."

This is true.

Cen Heng didn't continue to ask, but spread the news. As for how many people will listen and believe...

That's out of his control.

He can only do his best.

Really not, he thinks it's okay if there are only a few of them.