The game came again, chaos mixed with some kind of indescribable silence, there was no one around, although it was still the cuboid space, but there was a strange feeling to stand in it and look at the endless nothingness outside.

Is the cuboid in front of him still the cuboid he experienced before, Bu Zheng didn't know, but, stretching out his hands and pressing on the wall of the cuboid, Bu Zheng could vaguely feel that the nothingness outside the cuboid seemed to make him feel more fresh and dangerous.

The void can feel fresh.

Bu Zheng was slightly stunned and then shook his head and laughed, he felt that he probably had a little magic barrier.

Perhaps, because I care too much about whether dominating the world can change the game.

Turning around, leaning against the wall of the cuboid, Bu Zheng looked at the empty cuboid with a look of confidence flashing in his eyes, there must be a change.

This game,After he played it from the previous life to the rebirth,Twice after the first landing of the game,This game does not have a stand-alone form,Especially after experiencing the first time,This game will definitely put people with equal power together,And this power in the calculation of the game is only its own strength and the previous completion of the game,It has nothing to do with the identity and the power of mastery。

Therefore, now that he is alone, then the variables must have been generated.

Bu Zheng closed his eyes slightly, it's useless to think about it now, if the variables have been generated, he doesn't know what awaits him next, you know, even if he has become a supreme existence in his previous life, the game can still send him to a world that is dangerous to him, not to mention him now.

The cuboid is in the void, and the people inside can't know whether it is moving or stopping, Bu Zheng closed his eyes, waited quietly for a while, a ray of bright eyebrows of sunlight fell on his eyes, Bu Zheng opened his eyes, he knew that he had probably been sent into the world of the game.

Not much different from previous games, the cuboid has long since disappeared, and at this time the step is on the edge of a seemingly primitive jungle.

Jungle.

Bu Zheng frowned, among all the game worlds, the jungle is the most difficult to explore, and it is also the most annoying for Bu Zheng, because whether it is modern, ancient, or Chinese, or abroad, there are jungles.

Lowering his head, Bu Zheng's eyes froze again, and the clothes he was wearing at this time were actually a set of extremely ordinary-looking Tang clothes.

This shirt can also be placed at any time in ancient and modern times, and, for some reason, Bu Zheng has a more feeling, this shirt makes him feel a sense of familiarity, as if this is not a shirt that appeared because of the game arrangement, but a shirt that should have belonged to him.

It's just hell, when did he wear the Tang costume, and he didn't wear it before he crossed.

No longer bothering with the clothes on his body, Bu Zheng looked around again, the lush jungle was boundless, and he didn't know how much area it covered.

Judging purely from the point of view of appearance, unless the kind of person with an IQ of more than two hundred, and who is proficient in astronomy and botany, it is possible to see through a jungle where he is on the earth and what era, well, the latter is purely a personal talent, and it is by no means something that can be done at the intellectual level alone.

At this time, although his strength has not yet reached the peak, he is already a top master in terms of pure martial arts, so his light skills are naturally extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, Buzheng has flown out for several kilometers.

Similarly, after observing for several kilometers, Bu Zheng was sure that he was in a relatively primitive jungle, but the time and place were still uncertain.

Just when Bu Zheng was about to continue walking towards the outside of the jungle, and then find a way to find someone to ask about the basic situation of this world, suddenly a faint engine roar came into Bu Zheng's ears.

It's the sound of someone racing fast, and it's not a racing car, it's a pickup truck or off-road that's very resistant to #.

This is modern.

A glimmer of luster flashed in Bu Zheng's eyes, and at the same time, there was a slight solemnity, modern times should look more suitable for tasks than ancient times, after all, modern times have all kinds of conveniences.

However, Bu Zheng knows that modern times are more dangerous than ancient times, although this game is much safer than the main god, but it is by no means a good old man, and in this game, most of the ancient times are wars, martial arts, and myths will appear in the later period, but modern times are the most uncontrollable, and it is possible that when most people have just carried out the martial arts mission to the level of condor shooting, there will be a mythical task world in modern times.

Although the mythological missions that have appeared in modern times are certainly not as good as those of ancient times in terms of power level, the level of danger is definitely higher than that of ancient times.

Most of the mythical tasks in ancient plots are that players already have some means beyond mortals, while in modern plots, it can only rely on luck, players may still be ordinary people in the early stage, and players may already be superhuman in the later stage, which can be said to be scary in randomness.

The key issue is that the current step struggle is definitely not to the level of superman.

Let's hope this isn't an otherworld.

Bu Zheng secretly prayed, the transcendent world, even he himself did not have the slightest confidence to be able to deal with it, although if it was a transcendent world, he could quickly recover the strength of his previous life, but it also took time, and those bosses who appeared in the game may not give him time.

The figure was hiding among the trees, and the two engines roaring in the distance seemed to be a car running for a bull, it was a pickup truck, and when you stood on a high place, you could even see a motorcycle towing behind the pickup.

And Bu Zheng's eyes, which are sharper than the falcon, can see that the driver is a Western youth, very young, and there are several equally young Western men and women in the carriage.

Primeval jungle, a pickup truck, a wagon of young Western men and women.

Hell yes.

Bu Zheng cursed secretly, even if the two lives combined he has traveled tens of thousands of years, but he can still remember such an opening very clearly, at the beginning of the desperate Western monster film and television, a group of young and ignorant Western children ran to the deep mountains and old forests to die, and then met ancient monsters, ancient demons, or alien monsters and so on.

In short, there must be a powerful existence beyond human comprehension at the beginning of this kind.

The only thing that can be prayed for now is that the final boss of this game is not the kind of top gods and demons who can destroy the whole world in one go, but just some ordinary monsters.

Exhaling slightly, Bu Zheng just wanted to go down and get acquainted with these teenagers first, but suddenly, a slight conversation came into Bu Zheng's ears again, and these voices were very close to Bu Zheng.