Chapter 2 Projection Delivery

The character cards of the cross-world game are divided into five levels: miscellaneous soldiers, professional, supporting roles, protagonists and children of the world, corresponding to the five colors of the cards: white, green, blue, purple, and orange.

All characters below 100 combat power are all miscellaneous soldiers.

The biggest role of these characters is not in the real world, but in the various worlds to complete various tasks and collect various equipment and props.

Every time the character is projected, 50 points of the character's combat power will be deducted, and when the character's combat power is consumed, this character card will also be destroyed, so the miscellaneous soldier card that can only be projected twice at most is also the least valuable to strengthen.

It's just that Ou Xiaolu is too ashamed of his surname, and he is a miscellaneous soldier with a blank slate, so he only has one chance to use the projection.

Fortunately, the world cards he drew were miniature worlds in the micro, small, medium, large, and complete world categories, and the largest area was probably just a football field, but it didn't mean that this kind of miscellaneous character couldn't complete the exploration of miniature worlds.

"I hope there will be good luck in the small world."

After listening to the introduction of character cards and world cards, Ou Xiaolu let out a long sigh.

"Please don't worry, since it's the novice bootstrapping period, there must be a treasure chest in the small world."

Hearing this, Ou Xiaolu's face became even more ugly, "Are you mocking my luck?" Believe it or not, I'm desperate not to play this game! ”

The novice guide didn't speak again, and the screen in front of Ou Xiaolu also changed, turning into an oil painting of the sea, in which the wind was raging, lightning and thunder roared, and something seemed to be swept away by the waves.

[In a certain sea area, there is a special ship that was swept away in the wind and waves, this ship exists to transport special treasures, many people are looking for the whereabouts of this wreck, and no one knows that the ship that has been searched by countless people is stuck in a cave somewhere on the bottom of the sea, until one day someone sneaks in here......]

[3/3 of the number of placements (number of people), 0/0 of the number of restarts of the world line (plot line)]

After the previous explanation, Ou Xiaolu has understood that the number of times and the number of people in the world card are the same, like the 3/3 in front of him, you can put one character in three times each time, or you can put three characters in at a time to complete different tasks.

And the function of world line restart, which is only a function of the world card above B, and the D-level world like this whiteboard has no choice at all.

According to what the novice guide said, he guided [Miscellaneous Soldiers: Shinobi] into [World: Shipwreck], and watched a ninja dressed in black plunge into the deep sea, a voice came from Ou Xiaolu's ears.

"Time in the world flows at the same rate as time in the outside world, and in the event of such a pause, the progress of all worlds will also stop.

This is to make it easier for players to give orders to the characters in the world, after all, level 1 players can open 3 worlds at the same time, and if there is no time-stop function, players can't control it even if they are busy.

Let's introduce your character face again, you can remove the time-stop state, and wait for the character over there to react, and then we will guide the next step. ”

"So what am I going to do next?" Ou Xiaolu asked dryly.

"You can do whatever you like, of course, if you want to watch a play, you can separate a part of the spirit to track the actions of the ninja, to be honest, this kind of behavior just try a few times, it's actually very boring."

Ou Xiaolu wanted to say something, but the nearby space suddenly moved, and everything that had been stopped and motionless began to return to normal again.

This startled Ou Xiaolu, and while he pretended to be indifferent, he complained in his heart: "Won't you inform me, I'm not ready yet." ”

"There's nothing to notice about this, the time stop is actually the embodiment of your mental concentration, but your mental reaction is fast, and you feel that time stops, it's not that I have the ability to control time, you can master it a few times by yourself."

"How can you get used to this kind of thing." Ou Xiaolu complained, and stopped himself as the novice guide said.

The Novice Usher didn't stop this from happening, his role was to make Ou Xiaolu familiar with everything in the Transboundary Game more quickly.

Soon Ou Xiaolu experimented that the time stop was only for his own senses, and he couldn't do anything while he was stopping, and he couldn't affect everything around him.

He couldn't teleport, he couldn't hold anything in his hands, and even if he wanted to make a spell, his hands couldn't keep up with the mental speed that came to a halt.

The only thing he could do during the time stop was to open the various interfaces of the game across all worlds, and sit there and carefully analyze the changes in various data.

"Okay." After experimenting with most of his ideas, Ou Xiaolu said helplessly, "Although it doesn't satisfy me, it's still good for me, they always say that I react slower than others, maybe I can think about it in the world of time and then answer some questions or make decisions." ”

While speaking, Ou Xiaolu had already walked out of Xinxiang International Airport, and with only one hand, he dragged the suitcase with some difficulty, and was about to see how to go to the school to report, when a yellow-skinned taxi stopped in front of him.

"Where are you going, boy?" The driver was a black man, with messy hair, and he looked decadent, but he was still a good person.

When he saw that Ou Xiaolu only had one hand, the black man took the initiative to get out of the car and help open the trunk and put the suitcase in.

"I'll take a look, Xinxiang State University, Stony Brook, yes, right here." Ou Xiaolu sat in the co-pilot seat and found out his admission notice.

"Oh, boy, you're going to school, I think you must be going to learn kung fu." Blacks have shown a talent for super chatter.

"No, I'm going to study art." Ou Xiaolu sighed, and didn't seem to like this major very much.

"Why?" The black man asked curiously.

"What, why?"

"Why do you study art, didn't you find that you are very talented in learning kung fu, you see that you are an oriental, and your hands, it reminds me of a hero, what is it called, I remember I read that book yesterday, yes, the hero of the divine bird! He's one hand. ”

The black man's understanding of kung fu, Ou Xiaolu was simply speechless, but he could see that the black man had no malicious intent, so he explained.

"Because of my hands, I can't study many majors that require the cooperation of both hands, and art is different, I just need to put the painting plate to the left hand to do things, besides, the score of art is low, and it will be relatively easy to enter the school."

As he spoke, Ou Xiaolu's eyes seemed to become a little misty, as if he was thinking about something.