Welcome to the Nightmare Games Book 2

This evening Qile people tossed and turned. Several times I wondered if the letter he wrote to Ning Zhou was too simple. He just told him about his resurrection. Maybe he should write more and he missed him more? When he was writing, a shy emotion made it difficult for him to write, and he dared to write a response to him at the end of the letter: "I like the straw ring very much, and I want to give it back to you."

This sentence alone exhausted all his courage, and had to flee in Chen Baiqi's eyes with smiles and smiles, and then slept in bed all night.

In the dark, the number of people in Qile was ticking the mechanical wall clock, and he opened his eyes several times to see the piece of life crystal placed on the bedside.

It glows slightly in the dark, rotates slowly, and after losing all light sources, it becomes crystal clear and dreamlike. The gold and silver light spots surrounding a drop of blood resemble many satellites of a large planet, orbiting it constantly.

Qi Leren looked at it and finally felt tired. His physical strength had been exhausted during a full day of training. The big ups and downs a few hours ago had consumed him too much energy, and his brain was no longer so compelling , But reluctantly instructed him to close his eyes.

He thought he was afraid, afraid of dreaming about the scene before his death, and afraid of dreaming of Ning Zhou. He always felt that he was in debt too much.

But if he dreamed, that dream would be like Ning Zhou, a dream?

Drowsiness struck, and Qi Leren, who was exhausted to the extreme, finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Qi Leren was awakened by the slamming door of Dr. Lu. When he woke up, the alarm clock was still buzzing at the bed. He didn't even hear it!

Qi Leren quickly climbed out of the bed. He was fully armed as if he was going to the battlefield. But Dr. Lu, who was just going out for a morning run, was folded on his hips. Because he was wearing too much clothes, he looked like a chubby teapot. Going for a run, can't you get up yet? Hurry up, or you'll be late! "

Qi Leren face was bitter, and he could not wash his face and brush his teeth, and rushed out of Dr. Lu's clinic without looking back.

Because of the speed of the 100-meter sprint, Qi Leren ran to Chen Baiqi's house and fortunately did not arrive late. When waiting at the door, Chen Baiqi sighed regretfully and squatted at the **** three-headed dog at the foot of Chen Baiqi Whimpering in disappointment, Qi Leren finally fell back to his original position.

After the usual breakfast, Chen Baiqi and Qi Leren continued to train for diving.

Today ’s training venue is near Dead Island. Qi Leren remembers that the prophet in the trial house told him that he was free to find a blind man who lives in the mountains behind Dead Island. Qi Leren asked Chen Bai smoothly. Seven.

Chen Baiqi asked in doubt: "How do you know him?"

"Uh ... the prophet told me." Qi Leren replied.

"I just met, so, I will take you to see him after today's training." Chen Baiqi agreed quickly.

Another painful day, Qi Leren dying to the side of the boat after three consecutive dives: "How many more times will I not get sick from diving?"

Chen Baiqi mocked and said, "Rest assured, you are more patient than you think."

Qi Leren didn't know whether it should be depressed or comforted.

"You have always said that you want to push the limits of your body, but is this really feasible? After breaking the limits of your body, can you condense half the realm?" Qi Leren asked.

"No, the semi-realm is another realm. The nightmare world is not exactly the same as the real world, especially at the limit. The highest realm currently known is the realm level, the semi-realm level below, and then down ..." Chen Baiqi Stroking his wrist seemed to be thinking about how to describe it.

"Ordinary person?" Qi Leren interjected.

Chen Baiqi gave him a slant: "That's the lowest level, just like you now, and it's no different from rooster."

Qi Leren was hit hard.

"But most players stay in this level until they die, and few people can 'break the shell'."

"Broken shell?"

"There is no fixed name for this realm. Some people call it" breakthrough ", others call it" congenital "," exclamation "," super body ", and some even call it" gene lock "-this is probably" Infinite Read more about Terror. "

"Infinite Terror"? What is this? Is it a movie? "Qi Leren heard a strange term.

"A novel that was popular when I was young." Chen Baiqi said indifferently, "but no matter what the name is, it has the same meaning. This state represents that you have broken the limits of the human body. For example, if You ran a record of 100 meters and 10 seconds under the chase of my pet dog, which indicates that you have broken the shell. Once the shell is broken, there will be a substantial increase in your ability cap in all aspects. But this does not mean you You can definitely reach the semi-realm level, let alone a distant realm level. Once you reach the realm level, using the realm to deal with non-realm-level enemies is a crushing victory. The realm level is scary enough, what is the realm after that? No one knows it, maybe it is God. "

Qi Leren was a bit frustrated. Now he understands how far he is from Su He's realm. This is becoming more and more apparent. At the beginning, he wanted to use a self-explosive way to end his behavior with him. It was ridiculous. Su He wanted to deal with him. Dimensional strike.

In the afternoon training, Qi Leren has always been a little bit stingy, but still managed to complete Chen Baiqi's task.

After a day of training, Chen Baiqi's boat stopped on the shore of the Undead Island. Qi Leren's legs were shaking and his body was weak.

Chen Baiqi jokingly asked if he would help him? Qi Leren exhausted the man's self-esteem and didn't promise to go down, dragging his lead-like legs forward hardly.

Chen Baiqi laughed bitterly: "Oh, it's not easy to climb a mountain, and climb and persist."

The next hill-climbing was really a test of blood and tears. Qi Leren rested several times halfway. Chen Baiqi did not urge him, but did not help him, and occasionally mocked him with a smile. By the time he climbed to the top of Houshan Mountain, Qi Leren was kneeling on the stone stairs with his legs softly dying.

Dead Island has left the range of the homeland at dusk, and naturally it will not be covered by the setting sun all day. The afternoon sun shines warmly on the Qile people. This warm light seems to have an indescribable magical power, which penetrates with breath In Qi Leren's body, it didn't take long for him to feel relieved.

"Can we go?" Chen Baiqi asked.

Qi Leren nodded silently and got up from the ground.

The afternoon wind was warm and gentle, shining on this mountain. This is already the highest ridge of Houshan. There are no too high trees, only green grass and low bushes. The winding trails trampled by humans and animals have taken them to a bare-exposed mountain ahead. Rock, where there is a run-down chapel. A crisp ringing bell came from the wind, and the two looked at it. Under the hillside, there was a group of white sheep grazing on the grass. The ringing bell was an old man, with a little boy standing beside him.

"It turns out you are here." Chen Baiqi led Qi Leren down the hillside and greeted them with a smile, "It's been a long time, Xiaozhi, and the teacher."

The boy named Xiaozhi raised his head, and Qi Leren was shocked—the little boy looked too much like the prophet! Almost carved out of a mold!

The child looked only five or six years old, looked at Chen Baiqi for a moment, and said dumbly, "I don't remember you anymore."

Chen Baiqi smiled: "Do you still remember Qian Qian? She misses you."

Fen Zhuang Yu Zhuo's frowning and meditating for a while, shaking his head: "I don't remember too much ..."

Chen Baiqi smiled helplessly: "Sian Qian will be sad again. But it doesn't matter, next time you bring her to see you, you will become good friends again."

The little boy smiled happily: "Hmm!"

"I haven't introduced you yet, this is my teacher, the person you are looking for." Chen Baiqi introduced Qi Leren to the blind old shepherd and said to him, "Teacher, This is Qi Leren, my student. "

The blind old shepherd was very old, and his skin was like bark with moss. He closed his eyes, his eyes were not in the position of the eyeballs, but sunken, and it looked scary.

"Hello." Qi Leren said.

The shepherd nodded: "Since you are already teaching him, you don't need to bring him to me anymore."

"Teacher, I dare not compare with you. I haven't even learned one tenth of your skill." Chen Baiqi humbled.

"Because you have too many thoughts, if you have half of the minds of Xiaozhi, how can it be mixed with the present virtue?" Said the old shepherd, hating steel.

Chen Baiqi obediently bowed his head to listen to the training, which was shockingly honest. Qi Leren is secretly happy in his heart. He is usually trained by Chen Baiqi. Now I see that someone can train Chen Baiqi. He quickly enters the theater mode. It feels like seeing his grandmother reprimand his mother. Bei Er Fan's mother was trained by her grandmother like a schoolboy, and he ate it happily with the melon seeds candy that her grandmother had brought in.

Chen Baiqi smiled bitterly: "Teacher, you have to give me some face in front of the students."

The bell in the shepherd's hand keeps ringing, and he turns to the Qile people, as if he can really see the Qile people standing there with those sunken eyes: "Go back, wait for Chen Baiqi to teach you nothing. Come to me again. "

Qi Leren climbed up the mountain so inexplicably, and saw some blind shepherd and a little boy who looked like a prophet, and was driven away somehow.

On the way back, Qi Leren couldn't hold back the burning gossip heart, and asked Chen Baiqi whether Xiaozhi was the son of a prophet. Chen Baiqi nodded calmly.

The prophet actually had a son ... This recognition shocked Qi Leren. He subconsciously felt that his status, status, and personality-hobby were destined to be single for a lifetime. Who knows that he has children. From the perspective of the five senses, the father and son of the Prophet are purely oriental faces. Considering that the NPCs here are almost high-nose and deep-looking, Xiaozhi's mother is also a player.

"He has a bad memory?" Qi Leren asked again.

"There are indeed some problems. He often has disordered memories, so the people in the court generally don't let him run around, and occasionally come to my teacher or me."

Although he was curious about how the prophet had a son and who the child's mother was, Chen Baiqi did not reveal more meaning.

When Qi Leren returned home and told Dr. Lu about today ’s experience, Dr. Lu was surprised: "Well, since you died and resurrected, luck seems to have improved."

"Are you there?" Qi Leren asked.

"Yes, you see you found a teacher, and the teacher took you to meet the teacher's teacher. This is about when your undergraduate tutor selected you when you were undergraduate. When you were admitted to graduate school, the Ph.D. supervisor also found a job. Does the analogy feel like you're lucky? "Dr. Lu admired.

Qi Leren thought about it, "It seems to be."

Could it be that Lucky E's attributes have been abandoned with that death? Qi Le people are overjoyed, and even started to make up for the bright future of lucky EX.

But the next day he knew that Lucky E, the little fairy, never left him ...