When Wang Rui's consciousness reawakened, he found himself in a mental world constructed for him by the spell "Soul Retrieval".

It is not really only Wang Rui's own mental image world, although Che Casada thinks that Wang Rui is a legendary powerhouse, but it is obvious that Wang Rui, an earthman who has been in this world for less than a few years, has not built his own mental image world like the strong man in this world.

Not to mention whether the so-called legendary martial arts powerhouse of the Storm Great Druid needs to worry about the Mental Elephant World, because Wang Rui doesn't understand what the Mental Elephant World is.

But this did not prevent relying on the power of a legendary spell to make Wang Rui form a temporary mental image world, something that should have been noticed by Wang Rui a long time later.

This kind of completely unscientific phenomenon that is completely contrary to magic is something that even Wang Rui, the beneficiary of the plug-in, does not know, and it is something given to him by some members of the Discipline Administration who claim to be the last descendant of Scientology.

In the words of one of the Conduct Authority, "It would be a shame for someone else to know about this thing." The only surprise is that the appearance of this mental world is too early relative to the design.

Originally, according to the setting of those guys, this mental image world should at least appear when Wang Rui entered this world a few years later, when the real meaning is to embark on the road of the strong.

I didn't expect that after Wang Rui came to this world, he first played a wild survival, and then worked as a cook for nearly a year, and he was not at all like a regular traverser who flew all the way up in level, jumped to fight monsters, and stepped on people to slap his face.

If it weren't for the unexpected move of the Great Druid Kasada of the storm this time, the time that Wang Rui would have really come into contact with this concept that can be regarded as a plug-in or a plug-in might be far away.

Wang Rui looked up and down, left and right, and looked at the space he was in for a long time, and finally blurted out after reacting to the low blood pressure of the spirit body caused by soul backtracking:

"This place is so familiar."

In a not-so-large pure white room, the walls around it are densely lined with old-fashioned monitors of the same size, with a green door on the front and back, and a simple black high-backed computer chair in the center.

In this scene, as long as you have watched the various movie reviews on the earth, and all kinds of people who have a war of words on the masterful movie "The Matrix", they can recognize at a glance that the place where Wang Rui is currently located is the room where the savior Neo first met the mother designer in "The Matrix 2", the core of the entire virtual world, and the place where Neo made a choice.

The only difference is that Wang Rui is not Neo, and there is no KFC grandfather sitting on the high-backed chair in the middle looking at Wang Rui with inhumane eyes.

The whole room was empty, except for the light that came out of nowhere to make the whole room bright, and even the monitors that would only be used on old-fashioned televisions were pitch black and had no picture.

"It's obviously a good magic world crossing, why does this kind of thing appear." Wang Rui, who was dazed and didn't know what was going on, carefully recalled why he appeared here, as if, it seems, before he fell unconscious, the storm great druid cast a legendary spell on himself.

Could it be that this room is the effect of that legendary spell? Wang Rui, who has had an experience of the spiritual ocean, estimates that this world should not be a reality, but a mental world based on his own spiritual ocean.

Otherwise, there will be no such scene that only earthlings can know, and even if the world is broken again, there will be no blatant infringement of this kind of copycat, even if you want to copy, you have to have a goal.

Wang Rui doesn't think Hollywood will sell their masterpiece movies to the world, and if Hollywood can do this, then what else does the United Nations do.

"So, what is it for?" Carefully torturing his brain cells, trying to judge from the few clues what the moody storm great druid wanted to do to himself, Wang Rui didn't notice that because of the act of thinking, he habitually took a step forward.

This step was like a switch being turned on, and one of the old-fashioned monitors that covered the entire wall suddenly lit up, replaying Wang Rui's habitual walking movements in thought.

Immediately afterwards, the eight screens around the monitor that lit up lit up lit up at the same time, the one on the left played a video of Wang Rui circling around the middle high-backed chair, and the one on the right played Wang Rui's behavior of leaning close to the high-backed chair to observe carefully.

There are also those who lie down, those who leave, those who stare at the display, and along with the one that lights up, in a short period of time, all the old-fashioned monitors are lit up with that point as the center of the circle.

The only protagonist in the scene played on all monitors is Wang Rui in this room, and the plot played is what Wang Rui is doing, will do, and may do.

When the content of one of the monitors was played to Wang Rui choosing to sit on the chair in the middle, the picture was frozen, and soon, all the monitors were frozen in the scene where Wang Rui sat on the chair.

And Wang Rui, who watched these displays freeze from bright to full, only made a habitual step action from beginning to end.

"Well, okay, is that the rhythm that made me sit in the middle?" Although I don't want to admit it, Wang Rui, who only paid attention to a few pictures after those monitors were lit, found that the scene on the screen was what he was about to do, and then contacted all the monitors that were frozen in the picture of Wang Rui's chair.

That is to say, no matter what Wang Rui will do, he will eventually sit on the chair in the middle of the room, and at that moment, Wang Rui does have an urge that I simply don't sit in the middle, but this impulse only lasted for less than a microsecond and was left behind by Wang Rui.

Just kidding, this is the position of a designer in the Matrix, and the feeling of being in control of all beings must be very high.

The above is Wang Rui's self-deceptive thoughts, Wang Rui thinks he is a fool, in fact, he is still a distance from the stupid, when Wang Rui really planned to sit on the middle chair to see what would happen, it was already a few hours after Wang Rui entered this world.

"Alas, it's still useless." Looking at the way he looked when he sat on the chair on the screen, Wang Rui, who had even done yoga on the spot, found that maybe the chair was the only thing that could trigger the development of the plot, and the way to trigger it was to sit on it himself.

Wang Rui couldn't help but think of his behavior of trying to find the trigger point of the plot in the whole room, whether it had been played on those screens when he first entered this world, and a sense of frustration suddenly arose.

After calming down his sour mood a little, Wang Rui walked to the side of the high-backed chair, looked at the unpretentious high-backed computer chair carefully, and after another hard attempt had no effect, he simply turned around and sat on the chair.

The screen, which had been paused for a few hours, started playing again, but although the protagonist of the content played this time was still Wang Rui, it was no longer what happened to Wang Rui in this mental world.

Just as there has always been a camera recording what happened to Wang Rui after he came to this world, all the screens are playing the stories that Wang Rui has experienced since he crossed into this world.

Fighting, confusion, hunger, death, wandering, fleeing, effort, pleasure, annoyance, all things were recorded and played from the perspective of a third party in great detail.

At the same time, Wang Rui, who understood something when he sat on the chair, leaned back on the chair relaxedly, his eyes swept over all the screens around him, and he didn't deliberately stay on a screen for a little longer, and tapped the armrest with his fingers and said:

"That's what it means, it's fun, but what should this world be called?"

After Wang Rui understood the true meaning of this mental image world, he couldn't help but say with a bad taste, "Let's just call it the world of permission dogs."

As soon as the words fell, a sudden burst of voices rang out throughout the room:

"If someone knows that the control platform he has worked so hard to name "Xinyue Wangquan" has been given this broken name by you, maybe he will immediately break through the boundary and force you to change your name. ”

There were no ups and downs, and they were in Chinese that Wang Rui hadn't heard for a long time.