He seemed to have remembered something, hesitating on his face, and suddenly he stood up straight, took out the sword from behind, and placed it on his thigh.

He showed an unusually gentle expression and gently touched the scabbard.

The sword actually trembled on its own, as if it was about to fall out of its scabbard at any moment.

When the man in white saw this scene, his eyes were confused, as if he was recalling something.

He suddenly said: "Although I sympathize with you intelligent NPCs who created i like a prop and discarded it immediately after use. But now you'd better stay here honestly."

"I am a very down-to-earth person. If you can communicate, I think you already have life. Unlike ordinary people, we cultivators believe in such things as souls."

"If you truly have wisdom and thinking, at least you already have the life soul and the Tianchong soul."

"So, I kindly remind you, hoping that you will understand when you die... maybe there will be another chance."

"You are currently the sixth survivor. That is the sixth of the seven stars, Kaiyang Star. If you can understand it, you'd better write down this name carefully."

"The large-scale dungeon event is still waiting for the last survivor to enter before it can officially begin. Just think about the future under my protection."

In Wang He's eyes, the man in white looked a bit like a patient with advanced chuunibyou and delusional disorder.

But there is a huge amount of information hidden in his words.

Wang He thought for a moment, adjusted his expression, looked at the man in white as if he were a fool, and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about, game? What game? Did your head get caught in the door panel?"

The man in white looked at him deeply, with disappointment and boredom, and replied: "'Void', forget it...it's okay, just pretend I didn't say it."

He found it ridiculous that he was trying to make the NPC understand the situation.

Precisely because they cannot understand, they are np.

Rather than a player-administrator with permissions like him.

Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing.

Chang Sheng asked, changing fate against the will of heaven is his goal.

But unfortunately, not everyone can do it.

On the other side, Wang He fell into a brief pause because of an absurd guess he made.

If he guessed correctly, it was not as simple as going offline and returning to reality.

He should have entered a world called a "large copy" by the man in white.

A world that might be the game "The Void".

When he walked to the dressing mirror, Wang He still had the same black eyes and black hair as in the real world, and his appearance had not changed at all.

He was full of doubts.

Is this NPC body that is completely consistent with the real world made of his real body, or is it reconstructed using another technology?

He couldn't judge.

Because you are offline, it is logically impossible to enter another instance.

There must be something unusual in this.

"If it weren't for the real world..."

The types and placement of items in his house are completely consistent with his real-life environment before going to bed.

This can no longer be explained by mere coincidence.

"But if this is a game world..."

Wang He tried to call out the system, but there was no response.

He fell into silence, and the man in white also stopped talking.

The only noise left in this house is the sound of the dating show.

"Congratulations to the male guest and female guest No. 32 for successfully holding hands..."

On TV, the female guest No. 32, who did not look very beautiful, left the stage under the leadership of the handsome male guest.

As for the TV show, it has returned to the time when the original dating show started.

Entered a cycle.

Wang He stopped paying attention to the TV and began to organize his thoughts in his mind:

It can be said that this situation was completely beyond his imagination.

The strategies he carefully prepared to deal with many real-life problems were all in vain at this moment.

It was like the world was playing a little joke on him.

Fate led him here without telling him a single thing.

However, Wang He is no longer the extremely weak human being he was before.

He is a descendant of God who possesses the power of divine belief.

"Kaiyang, it's time."

The man in white suddenly reminded him, and before Wang He could answer, he spoke again: "The seventh survivor has woken up, and the main plot of the dungeon has officially begun."

"Under the dark sun, a hundred ghosts walk at night."

"Take care of yourself!"

After that, he walked out of the balcony, climbed over the railing and jumped down!

Wang He immediately followed, grabbed the railing and looked down.

The man in white has completely disappeared.

At this moment, it seemed like he was the only one left in this peaceful world.

Everywhere you look, there are tall buildings and the crystallization of technology and civilization is everywhere.

But unfortunately, there is no living creature.

Wang He couldn't even spot the flying birds.

A feeling of loneliness came to his mind uncontrollably.

But soon, he discovered that he was not alone.

The huge black sun in the sky was slowly moving towards him, while the real sun was moving in a circle in the opposite direction.

They are like two fish chasing each other but never touching each other.

Not far away, a huge dark space approached Wang He's community.

Wang He did not hide. According to the original plan, he used the secondary artifact obtained by the God of Crafts - the Grip of Space, to make a grabbing action and store the game connection warehouse into the unknown space.

The Grasp of Space is one of Gond's treasures.

It is a pair of space gloves that can store stationary objects. The specificity of becoming a sub-artifact lies in its ability to attach to the soul.

Once the owner dies, outsiders can no longer find it, let alone obtain the items inside.

Of course, this outsider does not include its maker, Gond.

He has the technology to re-summon the gauntlet and create a new carrier for the glove after the user dies.

He did not hide this from Wang He.

As long as Wang He collects game warehouses that may be equipped with "outsider" interdimensional technology, Gond's goal will have been achieved regardless of whether Wang He is dead or alive.

If Wang He is lucky enough not to die, then these gloves will be his for the time being.

The life of a lower-level being is not worth mentioning at all to the gods' view of time.

After Wang He once again used the grip of space to store the notebook and TV together, he walked to the balcony that was already shrouded in darkness.

The shadow had fallen at this moment, and a heart-breaking chill instantly penetrated the surface of his body.

The temperature has dropped by at least 20 degrees than before.

But because of the power of faith defense, Wang He did not feel particularly uncomfortable.

He returned to the sofa, closed the glass door, and quietly waited for the deeper darkness to come.

Suddenly, outside the balcony glass door, a child covered in blood and pale skin was quietly looking at Wang He.

I saw him suddenly grinning and letting out a dry laugh.

There were no teeth or tongue in his mouth, just an empty darkness.

The latest official video is spread everywhere in the "Void" game community.

In the world of Eastern Civilization, a large-scale cross-regional dungeon mission comparable to Melikai's Celebration was born.

"A lonely and silent city, a place where black and white alternate."

"A country where all ghosts are carnival, a miserable situation where spiritual energy is cut off."

"Is this the end of a cultivator?"

"Or the hope of a new world?"
Chapter completed!