Survivor's Guide to Survival

After learning the secrets of Noah's box and the ruling god, seeing Si Ming again in a dream became a matter of course.

The surrounding whiteness dissipated, and Huo Yizhou saw that familiar person reappear in front of his eyes.

"It seems that your new companion has already told you the story," Si Ming wiped his hand in front of his eyes, and six suspended Noah's boxes appeared out of thin air, "Noah's boxes... are scattered all over the world, but they are all unique in the end."

Huo Yizhou looked at him calmly: "Your image is not unique either."

The six boxes turned into a brand new box in Si Ming's hands, and when he poked it lightly, the box shattered like foam.He said: "Everywhere in the world has its own beliefs and worship of gods, and I am certainly not the only one." He waved his sleeves, and suddenly he changed from a Xia people in wide-sleeved Chinese clothes to an ancient man in a cotton and linen robe with curly hair. Take the pear woman.The woman spoke again, and her voice became a solemn female voice: "You can also call me Atropos."

Huo Yizhou didn't study the ancient Yili myth deeply, but only vaguely knew that Atropos represented destiny in the ancient Yili myth, and it just corresponded to the duty of commanding orders.

It seems that no matter what form it is, the meaning behind the god he symbolizes is always the same.

Atropos slowly transformed into the appearance of Commander-in-Chief again: "It's more comfortable in China like this."

"So each dice represents an ability, which can also be used by the holder of the dice." Huo Yizhou said.

Si Ming nodded and smiled slightly: "By the way, I will give you another secret—the number itself is also related to the spiritual power of the godhead behind it. The one with the strongest spiritual power is the one you like."

"Why is there no 6?" Huo Yizhou asked.

Si Ming opened his fingers, and let the newly condensed Noah's box slip from his hand again: "Because no human being can surpass God, God belongs to six."

Huo Yizhou didn't try to pick up the dice, but still looked into Si Ming's eyes: "The last time I met with you, you proposed a concept called 'the luckiest player'. , no player can have six dice with different attributes at the same time."

Si Ming's slender fingers touched the sleeves: "Luck is the only one. Of course there is only one luckiest person. Apart from strength and opportunity, this luck also has other people willing to surrender." He turned around, only revealing She smiled halfway, but her voice sounded like she was muttering and complaining: "The other player of fate is much cuter than you... He won't ask questions like you."

The other one is obviously the first Mr. Huot in the 0 scale. Huo Yizhou didn't think he would be such a cute character.

"Okay, here's the last question." Si Ming looked up at the slowly dimming light, as if he was about to go on a date, "I'm going to chat with another kid."

Huo Yizhou thought for a while, and said, "I want to know, is it the Yeni rough stone that the luckiest player can get?"

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Si Ming's eyes, and he was instantly tainted with anger. He lost his original restraint and demeanor, jumped into a rage, and screamed: "Don't say this! Don't say this!" Then his voice became sharper , automatically and spontaneously answered Huo Yizhou's question: "All the pieces together! Yeni rough stone! Yeni rough stone!"

After the words fell, Si Ming's face flushed as if he had been strangled.He didn't care about his demeanor, and pushed his palm on Huo Yizhou's shoulder again, and Huo Yizhou flew out uncontrollably.

Before losing consciousness again, he vaguely heard Si Ming's angry voice: "I'll see you again when the multiplayer dungeon is opened... I will definitely open a dungeon for you with the hardest winning conditions!" Huo Yizhou laughed Thinking about it: Anyway, you won’t die in the dungeon, so it’s harder if it’s harder...

"Xiao Zhou! Xiao Zhou!" In the dimness, Huo Yizhou heard a familiar voice calling his name.His eyelids fluttered slightly, feeling the strong light shining on his eyelids, and his fingers unconsciously moved accordingly.

Ning Xiao, who was anxious at first, saw Huo Yizhou's fingers move slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and tucked his quilt back up again.

After getting used to it for a while, Huo Yizhou finally squinted and opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Ning Xiao standing by the bed.His consciousness was still a little unclear, and he called vaguely: "Brother Xiao?"

Ning Xiao tucked his hands under the quilt for him, and straightened his temples which were slightly wet with sweat: "It's okay, go on sleeping."

Huo Yizhou didn't intend to sleep anymore, he sat up from the bed, and said firmly, "You couldn't wake me up just now."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Ning Xiao nodded, "I called you for a long time and you didn't wake up."

"I dreamed about Si Ming again." Huo Yizhou and Ning Xiao recounted the conversation they had just had with Si Ming in their dream. The more they listened, the more serious the expression on Ning Xiao's face became.Finally, he held Huo Yizhou's hand, and said to him solemnly: "Multiplayer dungeon, I will go in with you."

Huo Yizhou couldn't help but raised his head and kissed the corner of Ning Xiao's mouth, smiling slyly: "Of course, it's not just you, if I don't bring them in together, they won't agree."

The door was knocked several times, and Yang Tao's voice came in from outside the door: "Brother Xiaozhou, Brother Xiao, Jiangbei is awake."

It has been more than two days since the end of the single-player dungeon between Hans and Jiang Northwest. During this period, Jiang Northwest was always in a coma. On the third morning, he actually woke up?

Huo Yizhou put on his shoes and got out of bed. Ning Xiao had already walked to the door and opened it for Yang Tao.

At first, Yang Tao wanted to rush in to report the news, but after seeing Huo Yizhou's messy pajamas, he didn't know what to make up, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he stammered when he spoke: "I , I mean that... Jiang Beibei is awake! Yes! He is awake!"

"You said this before you came in." Huo Yizhou reminded him helplessly.

After taking a few deep breaths, Yang Tao finally managed to regain his composure, and continued: "He is awake, but he is crazy."

Fifteen minutes later, Huo Yizhou, who had finished washing and dressed, met with everyone in the room where Jiang Beibei was held. Everyone looked at the slightly trembling curtains in the corner.

"Here, he's hiding in the curtains, and he won't come out no matter what we say, he keeps saying there are ghosts here." Cai Yinyin pointed to the corner of the clothes under the curtains and said helplessly.She and Yang Tao were the last two on duty last night. When the shift was about to end, Jiang Xibei suddenly opened his eyes and was about to report the incident to everyone. Jiang Xibei suddenly jumped up from the bed and stood up. He ran wildly towards the curtain, wrapped himself in the curtain, and yelled "there is a ghost".

Looking at it like this, it is probably because he is still immersed in the single-player dungeon and cannot get out, or he is really scared and crazy in it, and has mental problems, and he is full of hallucinations everywhere.

"What are you looking at?" Hans passed the corridor with a toothbrush in his mouth, and walked in curiously when he heard the noise in the room.

A group of people turned their heads to look at Hans at the same time.Guo Lu asked him: "What did you guys experience in the single-player dungeon? How did he become so crazy all of a sudden?"

For the sake of ventilation, Jiang Xibei's head was barely exposed from the curtains, his disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes looked crazy.After he took a few deep breaths, his eyes touched the people who were looking at him curiously, and he shrank back in horror, and said tremblingly: "Damn! Ghost! Don't come here!"

Hans took the toothbrush out of his mouth, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said: "It's nothing, just let us play dice PK with the maids in a palace, the winner can be promoted, and the loser will be eaten body tissue."

Two modern people, one of whom is a foreigner, were arranged to play a game of increasing officials and ranks in the ancient palace of Huaguo. I have to say that the system is really a little bit of a bad taste.

Although Hans said it plainly, judging from the perverted setting of "eating body tissue", the looks and eating appearance of those court ladies must not look good.

"He can also lose in the dice PK?" Yang Tao was surprised, "Can't he force the system to modify the rules?"

Hans shrugged: "In the dungeon, all mental power settings are invalid, and there will be no round tables and rule-making fountain pens in ordinary PK. PK may happen at any time, and rules may be written everywhere." Because of this step-by-step trap setting, people who enter the game will be in constant panic, and even lose the game with their own unbalanced mentality.

"In the beginning, he went smoothly... Anyway, he played better than me, and he was about to succeed in ascending the throne. One of the maids who had been helping him suddenly turned against him. He lost all the dice, and also lost a leg and Most of the body, and then he simply gave up the game." Hans added.

This kind of sudden loss of everything at the door is really a gap from heaven to hell. Coupled with the fact that more than half of his body was eaten, it is no wonder that Jiang Xibei became crazy when he came out of PK.

Yang Tao wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and asked, "What about you?"

"Me?" Hans pointed to his nose, and then laughed, "I'm unlucky, I lost the first game I entered, and all the fingers on my left hand were eaten up by the minister who was PKing me, but later I PKed the court lady who won Jiangbei's dice, so I won."

The understatement is full of slots.Yang Tao shrank back in awe——as expected, this kid is still pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, right? !

The young man pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger didn't realize the turmoil in the heart of the high school student in front of him. He looked at Kuang Tong stupidly and said sadly: "Mr. Kuang, what are we eating this morning?"

Kuang Tongpei said, "You eat your own bread."

"No, I'll exchange all my bread for a meal of noodles with you, okay?" Hans ground Kuang Tongpei tirelessly.

Kuang Tongbei pondered for a moment and said, "I only cook it for my teammates."

Hans jumped up immediately: "Isn't that simple? Why don't I form a team with you?"