Chapter 68: A Bedtime Story

The four of them came out of the ancient Roman arena and returned to their respective rooms satisfied, after the toss just now, Qin Ping couldn't sleep anymore, lying on the bed, staring at the clock on the wall ticking and turning, it was only eleven o'clock now, and there was still a long time before leaving tomorrow morning, so Qin Ping decided to open the Ring of Origin and see what else he could buy.

Qin Ping

Strength: 304

Dexterity: 312

Stamina: 312

Zombie Resistance: None

Spirit: 151%

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Qin Ping found that not only his basic attributes but even his mental power have improved, but this one percent increase did not make him feel a significant change, in the personal information column, all kinds of attributes are really a lot, Qin Ping is dazzled by it, but most of them Qin Ping can't use, such as block rate, dodge rate, etc., and some other values such as reload speed, gun breathing stability, etc., These attributes are only suitable for some special people, It is also useless to Qin Ping, in fact, Qin Ping has always been curious, the difference between strength and physical strength, there is no difference between the two in Qin Ping's eyes, but since it is divided into two columns, it means that the two must be different.

When he saw the introduction of attributes, Qin Ping really understood the difference between the two, the strength is more focused on the strength of each blow, more like attack power, and physical strength refers to the time you can hold on more in battle.

"If that's the case, wouldn't Chen Shiyi be invincible?" Qin Ping thought: "His chip can provide him with additional three-dimensionality, so that his combat power can increase over time, isn't it invincible?" Qin Ping thought about it for a long time, but he didn't get an answer.

"By the way, I forgot, didn't I go buy equipment?" Qin Ping suddenly remembered that he still had a set of his own equipment in his store that he hadn't bought, and the cheapest bandana for this set of equipment only cost 500,000 points, and his current points were enough, so he must buy this set of equipment before anyone else.

But when Qin Ping opened the store, he was dumbfounded: "What? Lao Tzu's headscarf was actually snatched away by someone else? What bastard is so daring? Qin Ping looked at the "Dixon's Wisdom" displayed in the store that had been sold out, and felt angry and regretful, thinking that that person must be the same as himself, after completing the first challenge, he got enough points, so he went directly to the store to get this bandana.

"I'm so angry, if I had remembered this earlier, maybe this bandana would be mine." Qin Ping thought, but he took a closer look, and the location of the purchaser was still marked on it? It reads, "Dixon's wisdom belongs to the Northern Dynasty Sanctuary?" ”

"Surprised, it seems that everything can be done in the Northern Dynasty Shelter, it seems that this place has to go by itself!" Qin Ping thought that when the challenge of "starvation" was over, he would immediately set off and go to the Northern Dynasty, where to inquire about Lin Ruochan's whereabouts, and by the way to get back his own headscarf, Qin Ping suddenly thought, this is also a good way, if he kills the holder, then he can not prostitute for nothing? But on second thought, I seemed to feel the horror of the rule-maker again: "Isn't the location of the purchaser marked on the Circle of Origin encouraging humans to kill each other?" ”

Qin Ping shook his head and thought to himself: "Alas, if it doesn't work, forget it, when you get there, discuss it with him, it's really not possible to buy the headscarf back at a high price, in short, you can't let the mysterious person behind this succeed." ”

"Mystery Man...... It seems to be called Xiao Qi, anyway, since that day, I haven't seen him (it) again, what kind of organization are they? If possible, I'd like to have a good chat with him (it) again, there are still too many mysteries in this world. Qin Ping thought like this, with his hands behind his head, not only the bed made him uncomfortable, but even the pillow was not very strong, the pillow was soft and collapsed, and it was very short, which made Qin Ping, who had cervical spondylosis since high school, feel very uncomfortable, Qin Ping's eyes stared at the ceiling in a daze, and thought to himself: "Tomorrow, go to the mall and pick a new pillow for yourself." ”

In the next few hours, Qin usually rolled over in bed, sometimes stood on the balcony, looking at the night view of the city to the southeast, the whole city was lifeless, shrouded in death, the original nightlife of the city at this point in time had just begun, but now it was over, the colorful lights would no longer be lit in the middle of the stage, the dirty corners of the city would no longer be filled with the vomit of over-drinking humans, and the various lovers' hotels would no longer be filled with exhilarating moans. Qin Ping's mood this night was very bad, not only because he was very sleepy and couldn't sleep, but also because he seemed to recall that his previous life was not very exciting, an ordinary person, even a mediocre person, without any hobbies, nor any specialties, mixed all the way, this world did not give him any special experience, he has been submissive, constantly trying to win the favor of the people around him, but he is not happy, He wanted to pour all the hot tea on the heads of those smiling elders more than once, and when they sarcastically mocked themselves, they also let them get the punishment they deserved, he also wanted to be desperate, he wanted to hold Lin Ruochan in his arms forever, and never let go of his hand, but the so-called secular world blocked his progress more than once, and people were terrible, this sentence was not just talking.

Qin Ping didn't dare to continue to think about it, he felt that his three views were rotating one hundred and eighty degrees counterclockwise, if he didn't stop in time, his heart would be occupied by some other things, now was not the time, Qin Ping had more important things to do, he still had to save Lin Ruochan, and he also had to punish this person who destroyed the world with his own hands...... Qin Ping lay back on the bed, trying to put himself to sleep, no longer thinking about other messy things, in order to ensure that his thinking is always unified, after obtaining the chip of snooping the truth, whenever the chip takes effect, Qin Ping will feel that his soul is separated from his body, and the activities of the body are not bound by the soul, and he feels that he is split into two parts, two different people have made two different decisions and live two different lives. In the next one and a half seconds, Qin Ping had been killed countless times, but he finally survived again, as if he had forcibly changed his fate.