A certain moist, cold feeling woke Yu Puxin from his coma.
She pursed her cracked lips, feeling a burning tingling sensation in her throat.
"ah…"
She breathed out weakly and tried to stand up.
The chaotic memories began to trace back to the most sober source.
She seems to be still working overtime?
But now, where is she?
Yu Puxin stared blankly above his head.
There is no ceiling there, but something like a mosquito net.
This thing was not that rare in her childhood memories.
It’s just that the wheels of the times are rolling forward and backward, and they are rarely seen even in rural areas.
The surrounding atmosphere seemed a bit dull, and the air was filled with some unspeakable smell.
Then, she saw a skull suddenly appear on her retina followed by personal information.
"grass……"
This was her first thought.
Once, due to the recommendation of a male best friend, she was able to learn about a new world that was completely different from serious traditional literature...
Therefore, she naturally knew what was appearing in front of her.
"Fortunately, it's not the main god..."
Yu Puxin said silently in his heart.
"But what is Zongwang?"
Yu Puxin tried to distinguish more things from the information he saw on his retina.
But apart from personal attributes like a game panel, she only saw something that was probably a task:
"The return of the undead?"
"Are all the drawing styles of the initial missions so evil?"
Yu Pu thought as he lay paralyzed on the bed.
Then, her body stiffened suddenly, and she remembered some forgotten memories.
Sudden shock, incomprehensible murmurs, the calls of loved ones in a trance...
I am dead?
Yu Puxin suddenly realized this possibility.
Then, she stretched out her hands tremblingly.
They were a pair of badly defeated arms that seemed to have lost all their blood...
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"Why do we have to go to a ghost place like this to recruit new people?"
No. 2 looked at No. 1 next to him with some confusion and asked.
They come from a small cross-dimensional adventure guild.
Because recently Necromancer No. 4 in the guild retired due to marriage.
Their adventure is temporarily lacking in support and summoning team members.
For the sake of fresh blood, No. 1, as the president, made the decision to recruit.
After experiencing recruitment failures on several cross-dimensional trading platforms, No. 1 gave a new suggestion:
"Start from the doll..."
So, they came to this plane where necromancer-related professions were most born.
Moreover, most of the online players born here are undead.
This means good news:
If it is a male player, he has no reproduction-related needs.
Nor will he be like the famous mage from the guild who fell in love with the natives during the adventure and decided to stay in that plane.
In the end, the adventure came to an end.
And if it is a female player, there will be no maternity leave, marriage, taking care of the baby, etc.
It can be said that it is the perfect tool for the team members...
It's just that this damn place is always in a state of war.
The so-called immortals are souls that have escaped from other planes.
After luckily escaping the hunt of ghosts, the attraction of the abyss, and the covetousness of some other evil beings.
The lucky ones among them, if they are lucky enough to encounter a new dead life.
Then, under a certain taboo instinct, a new undead will be born.
From this aspect, we can see the current situation of this plane.
Even unconscious souls can come and go as they please, not to mention other messy things.
In fact, a long time ago, relevant forces took a fancy to the "potential" here.
Prepare to develop it into a transaction plane that connects multiple planes.
However, this development failed due to several lower planes linked to this plane and a number of other reasons.
Afterwards, there were continuous disputes and killings...
Number 1 actually doesn't like this place. He is a rather traditional knight.
Even a long time ago, he had a mount with some dragon blood.
However, later on, the mount's size gradually expanded to the point where he could no longer control it.
Moreover, the increasing feeding costs have made the guild's finances, which were not very wealthy, even worse.
Therefore, he finally reluctantly released it.
"I have read the previous platform warning. According to the speculations of those idle guys, another large-scale war with an intensity of at least level 10 is likely to break out here."
No. 2 looked at the sticky soil under his feet and said in a depressed tone.
It's raining continuously in this damn place, and the roads are full of mud.
"Don't panic, it's not too late to sneak away after fooling a newcomer."
No. 1 looked up at the dark sky, and then said this.
And soon, a village that seemed to exude a bit of blood appeared in their sight...
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"Unexpected swiftness..."
Yi Chun looked around curiously.
Just when he was about to explore a few more planes and fill up the last 15 points of endless wildness, he started the comprehensive network teleportation.
Perhaps because the filtering conditions were lowered a lot, the plane locking went surprisingly smoothly this time.
However, as an experienced driver of plane travel.
Yi Chun knew enough about plane teleportation.
Although the comprehensive network provides a convenient channel for plane travel.
As a result, the threshold for players on the comprehensive network to teleport is unusually low.
But not every plane can tolerate some "foreign creatures" coming in and out at will.
There are bound to be some obstacles in this.
And due to differences in plane timelines, different planes require different times for plane travel.
Except for the dungeon plane, Yi Chun has never encountered such a smooth plane travel.
Even if you are immersed in a deeper dream world, you still need to gradually accelerate the dream falling process.
This actually reminded Yi Chun of another concept: the star realm.
However, Yi Chun sniffed the smell in the surrounding air.
Well, in a sense, it is unlikely that the astral world has such "fresh" air.
It is known that biological odors are often related to enriched microbial activities.
Rot, multiply, wither...
Yi Chun shook his head, this is the paradise of the druids of the microbial faction.
In fact, this faction has its own name.
But Yi Chun was not willing to give them even a tiny bit of his memory space.
After all, most of those guys have legendary appetite-suppressing effects...
He is just a wild druid who they think is reckless and unwilling to get entangled with the creeping truth...
The eyes have not touched it, but the wind mixed with some fishy smell has already brought some news.
Yi Chun heard the natural whispers of this world.
Nagging, as if complaining about something...
Yi Chun just listened for a while and then felt a little bored.
"You should use roaring mountain fire and raging thunder to let them know your majesty."
"Hagging nothing will only expose your vulnerability."
The rickety old man transformed into Yi Chun smashed the ground with his fist, then looked up at the sky and said...
