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Chapter Three Sitting for Seven Days

"[Basic training assistance] requires 25 abyss points. It seems that this abyss point may be something similar to currency."

"The information on the crystal has the word "human". Although it is not stated clearly, the information seems to indicate that there is not only one race in this world: humans."

Feng Zhizi murmured to himself and continued to look at the other options on the light screen.

When you click on the [Food] option with your mind, the light screen changes and three options appear.

[A simple meal], [A full meal], [A luxurious meal].

Among them, [a simple meal] costs 1 abyss point, [a full meal] costs 5 abyss points, and [a luxurious meal] costs 25 abyss points.

The food points can be exchanged for is not fixed. At this time, there are people in the square here to exchange food.

According to Feng Zhi's observation, a "modest meal" usually consists of bread, cakes, steamed buns, porridge, pickles and other foods, and is poorly packaged, usually in plastic bags.

[A full meal] It comes with vegetables, rice, soup or drinks, and comes with disposable tableware. The portion is very generous.

[Luxury Meal] has relatively luxurious food, such as steak, lobster, crab, etc. It also comes with some tableware, such as metal knives and forks, skewers for skewers, and bottles of wine.

The types of dishes are varied and seem to be distributed randomly.

There are Chinese food, Western food, and curry, etc. What appears seems to depend on luck.

Feng Zhidou chose a simple meal.

Under the influence of the black crystal stone, Feng Zhi felt as if he had lost something.

[Information] The abyss points in the column also changed at this time, from 324 points to 323 points. It seems that what he just lost was his abyss points.

Soon, Feng didn't know that there were faint ripples in the void in front of him, and then half a baguette fell down. On the bread was a small bag of water, about 250 ml, which was placed in a plastic bag.

Feng Zhizhi drank the water in one gulp. The water was at room temperature and had a cool taste. As for the half baguette, it still exuded a faint heat, as if it had just come out of the oven, so it tasted pretty good.

Because there were only 323 abyss points, and he didn’t know how to obtain abyss points yet, Feng did not immediately try the [Basic Training Assistance] or [Repair] function options.

As for the final [Promotion], after touching it with his mind, it prompted that his body was not integrated into the weirdness, so it was temporarily unable to be activated and detailed information could not be viewed.

While chewing the baguette, he walked out. When Feng didn't know how to finish the baguette, he had already left the central square of the initial town.

Although staying near the square might allow him to gather more information about [Basic Training Assistance] and [Repair], hearing is false and seeing is believing. In the end, he still had to try these two options himself, so staying here did not make any sense.

What's the use.

Before he tried the two functions of [Basic Training Assistance] and [Repair], Feng Shishi decided to awaken his reincarnation memory first.

As for how to awaken the memory of reincarnation, he already had some clues at this time, which was the strange fog outside the town.

There was an eerie murmur in the fog outside the town. Through previous investigations, he vaguely understood some of the meaning of this strange murmur - Do you want to have power?

In the process of listening to these murmurs, his reincarnation memory became vaguely loose.



After dozens of minutes, Feng Zhizhi came to a fog boundary on the south side of the town, and then sat down cross-legged.

This is the location Feng Zhidao chose when he was exploring the town.

There are city gates on the east and west sides of the town, and city walls surround it on the north and south sides. The location is remote, so almost no one will pass by and disturb him.

"There is no charging equipment, and I don't know how many days this music player will last."

Feng Shishi turned off the music player and put the headphones back into his pocket.

He still likes the song "Borrow From Heaven for Another Five Hundred Years". The song expresses mortals' desire for immortality.

Without thinking too much, I closed my eyes and listened quietly to the whispers in the mist.

The distracting thoughts in my heart slowly dissipated, and both the sounds brought by the breeze and the weird murmurs faintly appearing in the fog became clearer.

After a few minutes, Feng Zizi opened his eyes.

Just like what he had felt before, the murmur in the mist was asking him if he wanted to have power, and vaguely guiding him in a vague direction.

It seems that as long as he goes to that location, he can gain power.

And as he was immersed in this murmur, his reincarnated memory also felt loose again.

Soon, Feng Zhi closed his eyes again, cleared away distracting thoughts again, and listened quietly to the weird whispers in the mist...





time flies.

After seven days and seven nights, Feng Zhizi was still sitting cross-legged in the same spot. Except that his body had lost some weight, there seemed to be no change. He still looked like a sunny boy.

Accompanied by the breeze, a vague shadow floated past Feng Zhishi's side, and at the same time he let out a strange and inaudible sigh.

Feng Shizi opened his eyes and looked in the direction where the shadow was drifting away.

In fact, Feng didn't know that he couldn't see the shadow at first, but he could occasionally detect the strange and inaudible sighs coming from the shadow.

Seven days ago, he faintly heard two sighs when he was exploring the town. Later, when he heard the news about humans being killed by goblins at the edge of the town, he also heard several similar sighs.

Over the past few days, as he continued to listen to the whispers in the mist, his understanding of the strangeness gradually deepened.

Four days ago, he suddenly noticed this vague figure.

This vague figure can vaguely see the appearance of a human being, like a lost wandering soul.

The wandering soul keeps wandering in this dilapidated town, sighing once or twice from time to time, and occasionally talking to himself and expressing some of his inner thoughts.

Feng Zhidong's location was very remote. The south side of the town was surrounded by a city wall. Few people passed by here in the past seven days. However, this shadow could pass through the wall, so it often drifted by.

"Did another human die?"

Feng Zhidao thought to himself.

The shadow's soliloquies sound strange, somewhat similar to the faint murmur in the mist "Do you want to have power?", but the meaning of these soliloquies is completely different.

Feng didn't know he could understand the shadow's words.

When he can perceive the appearance of the shadow, he can understand the language of the shadow.

The shadow is always sad and sighing because of the death of human beings, and occasionally blames itself and complains that it is powerless.

Without too many memories, Feng Zhidao stood up.

He only drank some dew for seven days, and suddenly getting up made him feel dizzy.

But this feeling is quite acceptable.

Feng Zhidou walked deeper into the fog.

Not to pursue that vague shadow, but to awaken his reincarnation memory.

Listening to the weird murmurs in the fog these days, his reincarnation memory has become increasingly loose, but he is still missing the last step. There is no point in staying here to gain insights. Feng Zhizhi decided to take advantage of his current state to go to the depths of the fog.

, take this final step.

After seven days of listening, he had a deeper understanding of the whispers in the mist.

The meaning of the whisper in the mist is "Do you want to have power?"

But the same question "Do you want to have power?" is also different.

Feng Zhizhi discerned that these murmurs were divided into five tones, four of which appeared more frequently and louder, while the remaining murmur seemed a bit unclear.

And these five kinds of murmurs of "Do you want to have power?" correspond to five different directions...


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