Chapter 3 Do you understand the value of [Conjuring Wind and Rain]!

Only now did Zhang Ke feel like he was playing a game.

But it was only a little bit. When the water rushed up to the sky, the pain of the bones being pulled out of the body, and the subsequent explosion that could not be sustained were torn apart.

He felt his body burst into criss-crossing cracks, dragon blood spraying out, and because he had lost several pieces of his spine, he couldn't even turn his head. He could only feel his body quickly becoming cold in the pain of tearing.

Eviscerate + dismember the body with five horses

In ancient times, this was one of the top forms of torture, right?

Flowing back and forth from death,

Zhang Ke's head felt like an eel had been stuffed in his head, and his brain ached.

No matter the CG at the end of the copy or the completion of the task, they couldn't attract much of his attention.

Fortunately, having empty eyes does not mean that Zhang Ke has become deaf. The voice of the narrator in his ear continued to chant without any fluctuation:

[Task settlement, game over]

[The second act will be unlocked after twelve hours]

[Since you are still in the game, you can choose: repeat the first act; exit the game]

Exit the game,

Four words brought Zhang Ke back to his senses quickly.

Looking at the four characters flowing like liquid, Zhang Ke pursed his lips.

Very timely!

If he had come a little earlier, he would have thought that he would quit decisively and put this crappy game on the shelf.

Moreover, since it is a real "simulation" game, can he learn things directly from the copy without relying on the rewards of the tasks?

However, Zhang Ke was not crazy enough to try it in school. It didn't matter whether he would be discovered or not. The key was that strong winds could easily pick up things, and it would be bad if they hit someone.

Forbidden City,

Suolongjing,

This is quite a famous myth and legend.

Zhang Ke tried it for a while. If he breathed normally, there would be airflow around him, which could only cool people down. It was equivalent to carrying a small fan with him. But if he breathed through his mouth, the door would be blown by the gentle breeze.

small wind.

Suppress the impetuosity in my heart and quit the game.

Oh, of course, there are also those who have classes in the morning and those who cannot have takeout delivered to the dormitory downstairs. They go to the cafeteria in the high temperature and sweat while eating. It is true that the mask of pain hangs on their faces.

After waiting for a long time,

Zhang Ke couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Looking at the outline of his abdominal muscles, he swallowed hard.

In the follow-up, will you continue with your identity as a dragon in the first act, or will it be a new story line?

Although I was not a fat person before, I did have a slight belly, not to mention that it was inevitable that I would be greasy when I was near the computer every day.

“Enjoy your meal, please give me a good review, thank you!”

If God doesn't take it, you must suffer the consequences.

Equipment: None

Props: 10kg ambergris, bone meal x3

Currency: Chalcedony x3

It was a bit too poor. In the game, calling the wind should be considered the same skill as calling the rain, and there were more good things in the skill bar at that time that made him covet.

After all, at noon in mid-June, only college students who can't think of anything will go to the cafeteria to buy food.

Even if he thought a little more seriously, Zhang Ke found that there were more memories emerging in his mind, densely packed. Breathing was just the basis, from movements to spells, everything quietly existed in his mind.

But now, as he breathed, Zhang Ke could feel something being taken out of his body, and at the same time, the breeze surrounding him was silently transporting something into his body.

It's just death protection, so that's fine, but what if there are other undead knights and reckless heroes whose names no one can inherit?

As soon as sanity came online, Zhang Ke's mind shouted that Huang Tian was here again.

However, in the game, he feels that a long time has passed. Of course, it may be too painful to feel that time passes slowly.

Sorry, I'm uneducated and can't understand.

Now, just half of one of them brings this otherworldly power to oneself.

"bump!"

Thinking about it, the personal panel appeared in my eyes:

Name: Zhang Ke

I checked the time with my computer and saw that only a few minutes had passed.

Health: 98% (The health value determines the character's health. If it is lower than 15%, the character will be weak, if it is lower than 10%, the character will be in shock, and if it is lower than 0%, the character will die)

He didn't dare to put down his hand until his breathing stabilized.

Suddenly, the chewing movement stopped.

However, I just don’t know the bottom line of this protection mechanism.

Although the memory is still there, the empathy is gone.

And, not only that. In the process of testing his skills, he also came to the mirror.

At the right time, the familiar sound of a computer fan could be heard in my ears. I opened my eyes and saw the scorching sun outside.

Zhang Ke, who was not planning to play the second game and at least did not want to improve his rating for the time being, quit the game.

He wanted to take advantage of the break to go back and look for information.

"Is this Hufeng?"

Zhang Ke came back from his thoughts. He looked at the note and realized that the takeaway he ordered had arrived.

Cut the screen of the mobile phone and look at the number as high as 40° on the screen, as well as the somewhat dazzling orange warning of high temperature.

Can this kind of game also have a game protection mechanism?

If you think about it carefully, it's not surprising. After all, the main theme of the game is evolution, not terror. This is still a novice copy. In the so-called first act, Zhang Ke gave away precious blood. Later, when the difficulty of the copy is upgraded, every time he plays

The game must not be life-or-death yet.

"call!"

What is this?

Protection mechanism?

Of course, it is normal for legends to have different versions after being passed down from generation to generation. What Zhang Ke has to do is to find a recent story line based on the plot and think about what to do next.

"Just brushing aside, right? I'll stab you to death."

Fortunately, as time goes by, the physical phantom limb pain gradually subsides.

As usual, he would at least say thank you, but this time Zhang Ke didn't even say a word. He hurriedly took the takeout and turned upstairs, returning to the room to grab a few bites of food.

Skill: Breathing Wind (Passive/Active)

At the same time, as he inhaled, a cold wind suddenly blew in from outside the dormitory door and hovered around Zhang Ke. Looking at his hairs that were trembling slightly due to the wind, he hesitated and took another breath.

The cell phone placed on the table suddenly rang.

Speaking of which, [Hu Feng] also has the effect of making people lose weight and keep fit?

In reality, everyone knows that reading is the only way out for ordinary people, but how many people can read it day and night? What's more, playing a game requires experiencing the top ten levels of torture. Who can bear it?

Occupation: God (?) has no credentials, no identity, and his occupation is temporarily locked.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew into the room, and the open door suddenly closed with a loud bang. At the same time, he heard the pleasant tenor voice in the corridor outside the door. He hesitated and covered his mouth.

reason?

How do you make him rational?

Do you know Capital?

When the benefits are great enough, let alone death that can be resurrected, walking on the edge of death is completely fine.
Chapter completed!