(PS: This chapter is a guide, you can read it or not)
The space of reincarnation.
For the first time since entering this perverted space, Fearon's eyes showed a look of despair.
Because, he lost, he lost completely.
Feren finally understood that the purpose of the reincarnation space is not to "evolve", but to select a successor and become the successor of the "saint" who created the reincarnation space. In order to get this answer, his teammates, as well as those who participated in the final battle
The team turned to dust.
"It's a pity... Although you have unlocked the fifth-level state, your body and soul are not strong enough, and now they have begun to collapse..." The Lord God, who has always been emotionless, actually spoke with a trace of regret this time, "
There is no way to recover from such an injury, you'd better make plans early!"
"Plan?!" Feilun's pupils were filled with blood, and he said with a ferocious face: "My body is like this, how to plan?" His entire body began to collapse and collapse from the most basic genetic energy. If it continues like this, it won't be long before...
I'm afraid it will be cleaner than using corpse-dissolving water.
"You can choose..." The Lord God's voice began to sound tempting, "Although the power of your soul is slowly dissipating, and although your soul strength has not yet reached the standard of the fifth level state, if it is reduced to the first level, you can continue to survive.
There won’t be any problems…”
When Feilun heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You mean... you want me to surrender my abilities and survive?"
"What? You don't want to?" The Lord God's voice began to turn cold.
"Yes!" Feilun said through gritted teeth, "Why wouldn't I want to? Of course it's good to be able to survive."
Feilun, who has experienced countless reincarnations and countless worlds, knows deeply that something as luxurious as dignity is far less important than surviving. Only living people can find dignity. Dead people? What can they find? He doesn't know.
"OK, since you choose to surrender your abilities to survive, I can give you two options. One is to survive forever in a horror movie with the lowest difficulty level using the soul power of the first-level gene lock. Of course, all your existing abilities
They will all become the first level." The Lord God announced without emotion, "At the same time, I can also create a body that fits you perfectly to accommodate your soul."
Such conditions made Feilun excited, but he knew that with the Lord God, he should never think of taking advantage. So he asked: "What's the other option?"
"Simple, return to the original time and space through lottery. Before returning, your soul power will automatically be reduced to the first level, and your existing abilities must be redeemed." The Lord said.
Feilun was speechless. After fighting for a long time, he never thought that one day he would return to his original time and space, so it took him a long time to ask: "What can I exchange for my ability?"
"For example, gold, thermal weapons, experience, and unleveled skills or bloodlines..."
Listening to the Lord God's explanation, Faerun rolled his eyes crazily. Things like golden heat weapons may be very useful in the real world, but they are completely incomparable compared to his own abilities, and it's hard for the Lord God to speak out.
As for the non-graded skills, in the reincarnation space, the lowest level is D level, and then there are some ungraded no-name skills, such as the introduction to some internal boxing, etc. Such things may not be applicable in the real world.
It's very precious, but it's nothing compared to Faerun's abilities that are comparable to those of gods and demons.
The Lord God asked indifferently: "Two roads are presented to you, which one should you choose?"
Faerun almost jumped up and cursed, but he had no choice but to accept the two ways of life in front of him, otherwise he would die.
After thinking about it, Feren no longer wanted to live in the world of the film, because it always made him feel like he was living in an illusory and unreal world. As a last resort, he chose the second path.
Yes, the second road, although this road may also be a rainbow created by the Lord God, it is actually a good choice when Faerun's life is gradually disappearing. What I have to say is that it is Faerun who kills people.
Ruma, he has never forgotten the word "parents", it was just buried deep in his mind. Now, it's time to go back and see them.
"I choose the second path."
"You want to return to the real world? Are you sure?"
"Sure."
"It's possible, but that's not impossible. The problem is that your body can't be repaired, so your soul can only return!" There was some kind of teasing in the Lord God's voice.
Feilun's IQ had long been strengthened to an incredible level, and he immediately thought of a serious problem, and his face instantly became ugly: "The return of the soul? What about the soul compatibility of my future body?"
"About fifty percent!" the Lord God said calmly, "Of course, if you exchange it with ability or bloodline, you can even achieve a perfect fit."
When Feilun heard this, he had already fucked all the eighteen generations of the Lord God's ancestors in his heart. Even though he knew it was impossible, he still said: "Then I choose the first path, is it okay?"
"Sorry, you have decided to choose the second path and cannot change it!"
Sure enough, the Lord God gave the imagined negative answer.
"What kind of ability do I need to exchange for perfect fit?" Feren asked.
"Just hand over your ancestral witch bloodline."
"..." After a while of silence, Feilun asked tentatively: "Are there any other options?"
"Of course..." Feilun was delighted, but unexpectedly the Lord God continued: "You don't have to choose perfect fit, so naturally you don't have to pay for the blood of the ancestral witch!"
Feilun finally couldn't help it and cursed wildly: "Lord God, I'm going to fuck your mother!"
The main god had no concept of "mother" at all, and still asked as usual: "Captain of Tianxie Team, have you thought about it?"
Faerun, who was now in the shallow water of Longyou, had to give up and said: "Can I choose something else first, and then redeem it for perfect fit?"
The main god's unchanging voice brought out the slightest trace of victory, saying: "Since you will return to the real world, the exchange will be carried out together after you have selected all."
The man is a sword and I am a fish. Faerun could only nod feebly and said helplessly: "Then let's start the exchange now!" After saying this, the Lord God instantly showed a series of exchange lists in front of him.
The list is very long, but there is basically nothing that Faerun would like. It is just ordinary things such as potion proficiency and experience, firearms proficiency and experience, and general martial arts proficiency and experience.
Fearon admitted that these things may be useful in the real world, but it is like asking someone who is used to riding in a spaceship to ride in an oxcart. The gap is not that big. Fortunately, the injuries on his body are a constant reminder of his ability and ability.
The bloodline must be redeemed as soon as possible, otherwise you will not be able to return to the real world.
After thinking about it for a while, Feren planned to exchange it for firearm proficiency and experience first. After all, in the real world, the first-level soul power is no match for hot weapons. However, just before making the exchange request, he flipped through the list at the back.
He turned around and immediately cursed: "Damn!"
Nothing else, because there is an exchange item on the penultimate page of the list that reads: "Special Operations Mastery and Experience." The explanation later also states that Special Operations Mastery includes hot weapon proficiency, cold weapon proficiency, and combat combat proficiency.
Mastery of assault tactics...
Fearon was angry and asked: "If I want to redeem special operations proficiency and experience, what do I need to pay?"
"The ancestral witch body refining technique in you."
"What about the guy in front who is proficient in firearms?"
"Same."
"Damn!" Feilun cursed again. This time it was really true. Fortunately, he habitually looked through the list more, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss.
But that's how it is here with the Lord God. Everything is obvious, but no hints are given, and it's up to the exchanger to discover it. In fact, if Faerun hadn't been anxious and injured, he wouldn't have made such a mistake.
After figuring it out, before his injury worsened, Feren quickly exchanged a series of mastery and experience plus a special item that could be brought back to reality - the Hidden Ring. This ring is not the same as the Na Ring, it is neither gold nor iron.
It can hold one cubic meter of items. After you identify the owner with a drop of blood, wear it on the little finger of your left hand, making it invisible to others.
At this time, Feilun still had three abilities, including the ancestral witch bloodline, but he really didn't know what to exchange for.
The Lord God tempted: "If you can offer me the double S-level Blood Moon Jade on your chest, I can open the exchange for the six basic attributes for you."
Faerun was stunned and instantly understood that the Lord God wanted to take away the only remaining items on his body. At the same time, he also understood that the other party had a way to add the six basic attributes to the body in the real world.
The most important thing is that according to the Lord God's formulation, the Blood Moon Jade seems to be able to bring him back to the real world. However, Feilun suddenly thought that he is about to die now. Everything is in the hands of the Lord God, including returning to reality. If he insists on bringing it back,
He could not guarantee that the opponent would hinder his return, so he looked uncertain for a few seconds before making a decision.
"Okay, I want to redeem the six basic attributes."
The Lord God seemed a little impatient, and immediately opened the six basic attribute exchange panels, and at the same time took away the Blood Moon Jade: "Captain of the Tianxie Team, one of your abilities can be exchanged for a total of six hundred basic attributes, please choose!"
Feilun had already made a plan and immediately said: "Use my remaining two abilities to exchange for two hundred points for each of the six attributes."
"I'm sorry, you only have three abilities left. Apart from the ancestral witch bloodline that is scheduled to be exchanged for 'perfect fit', you still have to have an opportunity to exchange for your return, otherwise you will have to wait for death." The Lord God's indifferent tone was filled with emotion.
With a hint of fooling.
An angry look flashed through Feilun's eyes. Unfortunately, his body muscles had begun to fall off and decompose. He had to swallow his anger and said, "Then it's a hundred points for each of the six circumferences. Isn't that no problem?"
"Of course, the items or abilities you exchanged will be added after you return to reality." The Lord God responded, then asked: "Does your exchange fit perfectly now?"
Feilun shook his head mockingly and said, "I'll redeem it." After saying that, he felt the decomposition of his flesh and blood accelerate rapidly. It seemed that the Lord God had taken away the blood of the ancestral witches in advance.
"OK, now once you return to the real world, your soul will fit perfectly with your new body." The Lord God said coldly, "Hurry up and shake the Wheel of Fortune to choose your way back. If it's too late, I can't guarantee that you can still go back.
"
When Feren heard this, he felt a bad feeling in his heart, and the exchange list in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by a huge roulette wheel. There were small sectors (about one degree) of color in the southeast, northwest and northwest of the disk.
There seems to be text inside, but the remaining large fan-shaped parts are all in permeating black.
"When the pointer points to the black part, you will be completely annihilated. If it points to the colored part, you will return to reality." The Lord God declared without any doubt.
Feilun glanced at the small letters in the colored fan, and saw the eastern fan saying, return to the current point in time and space. But Feilun himself didn’t know how many years he had stayed in the reincarnation space. If he returned at this time, I’m afraid he would
My parents have long since become a cup of dust.
The Southern Sector is almost written, returning to the time point when the original time and space entered. This item makes Faerun very happy. If he could really return to the time point when he entered, his parents would naturally be alive, and he would be able to fulfill his filial piety.
The western fan wrote "Return to the more exciting time of the original space". This Faerun really couldn't understand it and asked the Lord God: "What does this mean?"
The Lord God said: "I'm not sure either, you'd better shake it quickly, the pointer is pointing to the black area now!"
Fearon was startled, and quickly moved his body to the side of the roulette wheel, stretching the surface of the wheel with his hands and exerting force. Unexpectedly, the entire roulette wheel did not move at all. Fearon was shocked, and tried again, but the wheel still did not move.
"Lord God, what is going on?" Fearon asked anxiously.
"..." The Lord God remained silent, seemingly watching from high altitude as the flesh and blood all over Faerun gradually disappeared.
At this moment of life and death, Feilun suddenly calmed down, an idea flashed in his mind, and he stretched out his hand to dial the pointer on the dial.
As expected, the pointer was moved easily, but this move also consumed the last of Faerun's strength, and the flesh and blood on his body fell off even more.
The huge pointer seemed to have no mass, spinning rapidly. Ferran felt that his vision was beginning to blur, but the pointer showed no sign of stopping.
"Stop—" Feilun suddenly shouted out his thoughts.
Incredibly, the pointer actually slowed down amidst the roar. Seeing this, Faeron cursed in his heart: "Damn, I'm being played again!"
Finally, the pointer slowly stopped. Seeing that it was about to settle in the black area, Feren's heart suddenly went cold.
Human desires often arise from comparisons. Before, Feren was still thinking about which of the four colored sectors he wanted to win among the four color sectors in the southeast, northwest, and northwest. But now, he just prayed repeatedly, and his hope was still moving slowly.
When the pointer enters the color sector, it doesn't matter which color sector, as long as it enters.
After all, the gods and Buddhas in the sky did not abandon Faerun. Before his vision completely returned to zero, he saw the huge pointer crawling into the northern sector like a snail - an unexpected time point when it returned to the original space.
Unexpected?! In the reincarnation space, what Fearon feared the most were these four words. As his vision turned dark, he screamed miserably: "No -" but a white light mercilessly covered it.
, he completely disappeared into the reincarnation space.