Sasebo.

"Woo~"

The loud whistle pierced the night, and the machines of the dual-use factories in the bay roared like a giant beast at full speed.

On the mountainside of Senendcho, which is full of vegetation, inside a small wooden cottage.

Saburo Onodera, who was lying in bed and fell into a deep sleep, had a scornful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Apparently in a sweet dream.

The next moment,

"Boom!"

A muffled explosion rolled over the mountains.

Like the flowers of flame that erupted from purgatory, they instantly filled this small wooden villa.

"Click~"

The large glass windows inlaid on the wooden walls and the glazed tiles laid on the roof cracked and exploded in the sharp temperature.

It didn't even have time to shatter and splash before it was melted into a liquid state by the scorching heat.

"Zizi~, click~"

The highly exploding heat flow easily tore through the entire wooden house, and long tongues of fire erupted from the cracked zones.

"Hulala~"

Immediately, the entire wooden house fell apart in the fire.

A huge mushroom-like cloud of fire erupted, and in the dark night, most of the bay could be seen.

Dong J,

Ichiro Hashimoto was full of alcohol and staggered drunk on the streets of Gion.

He had just finished a party, and there were geisha, spirits, and a lot of 'like-minded' fox friends who fantasized about recreating the glory of the past.

In a daze, Ichiro Hashimoto walked into a deep and silent alley.

It seems to have stepped into that era.

"Boom, boom!"

"Boom~"

There was the roar of artillery, the advance of tank tracks, and the snow covered with scarlet blood and corpses.

Killings and bayonets.

Ichiro Hashimoto trembled with excitement and sang a pop song from 80 years ago.

Smoke a cigarette.

"Click~"

Light it on the side of your mouth.

The high liquor at the corner of his mouth was connected to a thick beard, and in the next moment, his entire body burned into a pillar of fire.

Instantly reduced to ashes.

At the same time, in the metropolis, in the suburban countryside, on a passenger ship on the sea.

There were eight more fire spots, which burned violently.

——

"After completing the ten kills, the trialist himself dies, and this trial fails. The system determines that the cheat is invalid, and the kill is invalid. Exit after three minutes. ”

"Huhu~"

Du Yi was lying next to a huge carbonized broken tree, not far from the deformed short sword, this time directly sinking deep into the soft burning ash soil layer.

The iceberg has not yet melted, but it is still more than ten meters shorter.

The wind was still howling.

In the forest of the long ravine below the iceberg, white mist shrouded the waves like a stream.

The clearing, including the raccoon tiger and the spiritual spring, was also covered in fog.

And the little red bird, at this time, finally stopped being irritable, in Du Yi's sight, at least he didn't see it as a flamethrower again, setting fire everywhere.

The sun is setting, and you can already feel the approach of the night cold.

"You're numb!"

Du Yi lay on the edge of the broken tree, and it took about two minutes before he slowly recovered the perception of his body and the thinking activity of his brain.

That lightning explosion was terrifying.

Although the speed of nerve transmission of the characters in the scene is not even able to transmit all kinds of intense pain to the cerebral cortex, he just becomes ashes.

However, the kind of cross-level destruction that comes from Mo Ke is so clean that it leaves no dross and a powerful removal.

But Du Yi felt that it was far better than the bullets and bayonets before.

It's even more terrifying.

At this moment, he probably experienced the body odor of those who were directly hit by large-caliber shells in war.

It's just too late to taste it!

Du Yi raised his right hand a little stiffly, as if it was not his own.

Enter the inward view state.

One of the branches of the magma tree inside was visibly bald with a few leaves.

Du Yi's eyes froze, and he was a little out of breath.

In other words, this proves that the read world belongs to the A₁X coordinate setting.

And it's a real scenario

It's a real scene!

"How is this possible?"

Du Yi's head was in chaos.

"Exit time 10 seconds, 9,8 ,——"

"Dude, send me back to the hotel!"

Suddenly, Du Yi remembered something, and yelled: "Please!"

——

The light and shadow are confused.

Du Yi's figure, as well as the short sword, Mouran appeared in the air more than ten meters on the south bank of the Changdian River.

"Satisfy you!"

A sound of gnashing teeth exploded in his head.

"Bang!"

At the same time, a 'punch' hit him hard in the lower abdomen.

"Puff~"

Du Yi opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of old blood, and flew away upside down like a kite out of control.

The next moment,

"Bang bang ~"

A series of disappearing white rays appeared alternately on his body.

Flashing of each frame.

It made Du Yi connect the short sword, retreat forty or fifty meters away, and move up to a height of nearly one or two meters.

"Bang!"

"Bang Dang~"

A whole dozen punches,

As the last punch fell, he was knocked back to the lounge on the fifth floor of the main building of the Linglong Town Hotel with a rolling gourd from the window.

Although it was smashed, it was a small dance hall that was not open downstairs, and there was no surprise to anyone.

These dozen punches are too sharp,

Du Yi lay on the ground for more than ten minutes, 'clicking', before he was sore and sat up with difficulty with the sound of bone joints.

Panting and sweating profusely.

"You pull a xxxxxxooooo——, causing Lao Tzu's designs to burn to ashes. ”

At this time, the voice that had been acquiescing for a long time finally sounded again.

The exit is a gushing national scolding: "Proving ground, what is a proving ground, are you a pig? Or do you want to be a pig all the time and let others slaughter you? Why do you unlock the first-level trial ground only after gaining a sense of qi, are you a pig?"

"You are a system, does it have any real meaning to scold?"

Du Yi was dizzy from the noise.

"My system is your father, which is the system? Silly comparison! Lao Tzu is ——, your father!"

The voice in my head scolded endlessly for a long time, and it seemed that my heart was just getting better, and I felt that I was slowly regaining my reasonable senses.

"Is this scene real, the bombing is dead, the Japanese invaders, and the 'me', is it a real existence, is it the Japanese and the national army 80 years ago?"

Du Yi raised his question nervously.

"If your grandson doesn't have the ability, he will be opportunistic, why is it so much?

The voice in his head didn't pay attention to his questions at all, and said to himself: "The weak have no human rights, wait for you to kill ten people with your bare hands one day, and then give it to Dad why." ”

So, there was no more sound.

Du Yi sat on the floor for more than ten minutes, 'click, pop', and in a stomach full of, he stood up rawly, opened the door of the lounge, and walked to the bathroom.

It's not, he's going to sit on the ground for at least half an hour.

The white mang who hit the body with that move was really terrifying, and every punch went down, it was like being filtered by the cells of the whole body by Bai Mang.

"Zizi~"

Du Yi sprayed and felt that the shitting was all thin shit, and the stench of the bathroom was full.

With a flicker of thought, he turned on the inner vision of the jade wrench.

The right compartment was still the treetop of the magma tree, and the bottom section was wrapped in a crystal clear droplet.

Du Yi's gaze was on the left compartment, the droplets of liquid that were suspended.

“1，2，3，4，5，——”

"Zizi~"

Go on.

"Whoa~"

Du Yi flushed the water, "103, 104, 105,——" and continued to check.

“631。 ”

Du Yi's face turned blue.

The speed at which the spiritual fluid was consumed far exceeded his expectations.

"Zizi~"

Under the qi knot, Du Yi pulled a stream of black thick and shiny.

Through repeated exploration and counting in the past few days, Du Yi probably figured out some problems.

That is, every time you enter that world.

In some part of the story, these droplets are always lost.

Du Yi, who slept insomnia next door to Zhou Qian last night, found that there were still 654 drops of these droplets.

At this moment, one in and one out, there are 23 drops less!

“1，2，3，——”

Du Yi sat on the toilet, gritting his teeth.

In fact, in his heart, this number has been recognized.

Because these days, his changes are not only the fat and thin of his body, but the bulge of muscles.

“631。 ”

The second time I counted it quickly.

Same numbers.

Du Yi's heart began to chill.

How many days can he still do it like this?

"System, system, pro-uncle,——"

Du Yi called over and over again in his heart, however, it was useless to hold the egg.