The sunlight outside the window is quietly shining, and the light in the room, especially around the partition table next to the window, is very bright.

And under this bright environment, in the ceramic flower pot on the table, an unusual conversation is taking place right now.

The fairy is cute: "You are content, the turtle is not bad." The one in our class, the one who always likes to sleep in class, was reincarnated as a cow, and was squeezed all morning without saying anything, and he was very happy. ”

Inside the small white flower pot, a text similar to the floating nickname was born from the void just a few centimeters above the turtle, and then fell into the turtle's shell, like a wisp of hazy light smoke that had been sucked in.

"But he has a choice, if he doesn't want to play with the cows anymore, he can starve himself without eating."

A reply floated out of the turtle's head in the pot, and as soon as it was dispersed into the air, another sentence floated out of the air.

"I'm desperate to meet such a stupid NPC who not only peeps at me, but even plays my brain...... He's staring at me right now, and I don't know what the hell he's trying to do, so I don't dare show my head. ”

The turtle in the flower pot said, sticking out the soles of its feet to support its body, so the turtle's head, which was originally facing Bernie's line of sight outside the flower pot, moved to turn its back on.

It seems like this will put it at ease.

"So perverted?"

As Bernie looked down with interest, the fairy's adorable reply appeared out of thin air in the pot and fell into the turtle shell.

"You bite him!"

"I can't bite ......"

"Huh?"

The other party seemed to sigh a little, "Okay, I won't look for that horse yet, you can roughly tell me where you are, and I'll save you." Didn't the official say that the closer the reality is, the more the game characters are next to each other, and we are not far away. ”

"How can I save it?"

"Have you heard of the eagle catching the king? We're Eagle Sauce now! ”

"Can you do it?"

"Of course, there's nothing I can't do!"

“…… Forget it, your hand speed is so slow, I doubt you'll hit the tree when you fly by yourself. ”

"Oh, fly steadily, I don't believe you'll wait, I'll record a video for you."

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"See, how's that?" There seemed to be some smugness on the other side.

"You can talk to me on WeChat......"

"Chat here to increase experience, you haven't read the upgrade strategy on the forum?"

"I mean, I'm ready to go offline, let's WeChat."

"What about the summer vacation, why are you going offline so early? And I don't think it will be long before I find you, and I'm super open now. ”

"There's no rush here, it's lunchtime, it's time to eat."

"Huh? Is it already noon? ”

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As the two finished chatting, the ceramic flower pot with a slight water stain finally fell into "silence".

The turtle remained motionless in its previous position, and if you looked at it from someone else, you couldn't see any difference at all.

It's just that in Bernie's sight, the nickname floating above the little guy's head has changed-

LV1 - It's a year old (offline)

Bernie then reached out and fiddled with the turtle in the pot, and found that the other party still had some instinctive reactions, but only physical instincts.

He raised an eyebrow as a result.

Not to mention anything else, the ability of a simple player to talk in the air can already extend to many places that can be used.

And this inconspicuous animal itself can even be said to be the best candidate to be a spy.

"The world is about to change."

He finally sighed, then slowly closed his eyes.

The presence of players is bound to change many aspects of this world.

But now the most important thing for Bernie is to study some of the deeper secrets behind the player.

And the moment he was waiting for was actually the current situation.

That is, the player's downline.

In other words, it is the "empty shell" body left behind after the player goes offline......

His thoughts converged, and as his eyes were closed, the light shining on the surface of his eyelids from the window on the left side quietly faded, and darkness deeper than night quickly attacked.

When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in another world.

A strange world full of black fog.

Being in the midst of it, all around me is a dead darkness,

The top of the head is hazy and deep, and the ground beneath the feet is a dark red sticky wet earth,

On closer inspection, the ground looked more like flesh without skin, and it was even slowly squirming.

When walking in a certain direction, you can faintly hear some trivial sounds from the depths of the black fog in all directions, such as insects crawling and fingernails constantly scratching the surface.

After a while, a large number of twisted, limbed-like monsters crawled into view, and a pair of scarlet eyes seemed to be full of greed when they looked at Bernie.

However, when he snorted coldly, the monsters screamed in terror, and then turned and ran away in a panic.

As a result, the surrounding black fog rippled like a turbulent sea.

However, it didn't take long for the turmoil to subside as the monsters fled.

Bernie narrowed his eyes as a result.

If you want to become a human being completely, you have to give up everything in hell.

But not being able to bring anything always makes him unwilling and does not match expectations.

So, after years of hard thinking, he finally relied on some secret ritual and countless years of massive resources to fuse his body from hell with a mysterious treasure that he had stolen, refining it into a unique talent in his current human state.

This talent is the mysterious world full of black fog right now.

As long as he closed his eyes and his mind turned, he could come to this unique black mist world in the form of a soul body.

Then use this place to indirectly use some special abilities that are unique to the creatures of hell.

In other words, the place beneath his feet is actually the evolution of his previous life.

It's just that although they all belong to him, he can't completely control this place as an ordinary person at the moment.

So in fact, Bernie can only use a very small part of this place now, and more places are out of control.

As a result, the uncontrolled places are constantly breeding terrifying monsters because of the sheer power they carry.

This is a red flag.

But since he dares to walk a tightrope, Bernie is naturally fully sure of this.

In fact, since the successful contact with the bishop of the church today, the situation is destined to improve......

Thoughts flipped in his mind, but Bernie's footsteps didn't stop moving in a certain direction.

Eventually, he came to the door of a lonely wooden hut standing in the depths of the black mist.

The house was empty and unfazed, but that didn't make the wooden house seem so abrupt.

Shrouded in endless fog, this humble house is like the source of all the strangeness here, the core of darkness, and everything around it is in perfect harmony.

However, although it does not look like a good place outside, when you open the door of the house, everything you see is basically normal.

The structure of the room is very simple, just a relatively ordinary study, with a few torches and candles lit by a trance.

The study area is not large, and there are not many furnishings.

At the deepest point is a wooden shelf with many bottles and cans.

Adjacent to the shelves was a high-backed wooden chair and a partition table filled with trivial items and burning red candles.

The most eye-catching, and the least ordinary, is a huge specimen shelf in the corner of the study, or rather a specimen shelf with countless organ specimens placed in liquid glassware.

Hearts, fingers, soles, heads, and even wings!

A pair of white wings were not tucked into the vessel, but hung quietly on the wooden wall of the specimen shelf.

It's unique, and it exudes an air of pure and holy beauty throughout, which is so out of place with everything around it.

In addition to the unusual appearance, the surface of the wings is constantly shedding some glowworm-like bright spots.

Clusters of smoke and dust rose as the points of light were a transparent golden color, scattered through the gaps in the feathers of the wings, and then fell on the wooden floor of the room.

It's like a wooden floor being lit by a spark, or like rain crashing on a lake, causing a continuous rain of smoke.

The sight was beautiful, but Bernie glanced at it casually, and then unconcernedly stepped over to the high-backed chair behind the partition table in the study and sat down.

Then he looked at a round silver-plated mirror on the table.

The young face reflected in the mirror is exactly the same as he is in reality, the only difference is that there is an extra pair of monocles with a silver jacket on the bridge of his nose.

But in fact, it's not glasses, it's a strange object that Bernie has developed that can be mounted on a soul and then assisted him in some way.

Its capabilities are simple –

Gain insight into oneself and external objects, and then present them in an informational way.

That's right, this pair of glasses is the "system" on his body.

But it is not limited to an assistance system, because its "lenses" are replaceable......

Without much hesitation, Bernie raised his hand to remove the monocle from his face.

Then he picked up a palm-sized black gold-trimmed wooden box on the table, opened it, and took out a round lens with many faint cracks in it.

Eventually, he replaced the lenses of his monocle with this one and put them back on.

Nothing happened in sight.

But this is normal, because only in reality will the glasses work.

Bernie leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes again.

There was darkness under the eyes, but after a while, a warm light was slowly born from nothing.

This warm feeling is not a mental hallucination, but the feeling of the sun actually shining on his eyelids, that is, he has broken away from the black fog world at this moment and returned to reality.

But Bernie didn't open his eyes immediately, but groped with his hand, and only then did he raise his eyelids after touching the turtle in the flower pot on the table next to him.

As a result, a huge stream of information was born from the mind one after another!

The structure and properties of air particles, the various elements of light, the countless wriggling bacterial creatures under the fluff on the surface of the carpet, and even some mysterious illusions and traces......

This information was like a huge wave crashing from the seaside, and as he opened his eyes, all his brains slapped at him, and the momentum was so fierce that he couldn't resist it, making Bernie immediately feel like blood was rushing to his brain.

And just a slight shake of the eyeballs, the old information is covered with new information.

As a result, another wave of waves came in, causing him a dull pain in his brain and a dull mind, as if he had an old computer that was stuck in the face of a large amount of information that needed to be processed.

This state was obviously not something he could maintain for a long time, so Bernie didn't dare to hesitate too much, his eyes were lowered, and his hand was raised, directly making the brown turtle in his hand all he could see.

At first, there was nothing unique to see, only the countless furrows on the enlarged turtle's head.

But as his gaze continued, so did the insight.

Eventually, as if a certain tipping point had been reached, Bernie's vision obscured by the turtle's head suddenly became apparent!

Everything else is hidden from the horizon, and only a "sun" that radiates a dazzling light exists quietly in the absolute darkness!

And, around this "sun", a huge silver-gray chain that slowly rotates and swirls like a long snake!

The glowing "sun" certainly won't be the real sun, it's nothing more than the turtle's spiritual light, the soul, the core of its life.

And this place, of course, is also the place where the soul of the tortoise's body is located!

Under normal circumstances, it would not be limited to seeing light, but would be filled with dense light.

The function of that light is to repel any action from all foreign matter, such as Bernie's observation at this moment, and what he wants to do next.

Think of it as will, thinking, emotion, or something like that.

But apparently this turtle's current situation is "abnormal", its spirituality is in a state of complete convergence at the moment, and there is not the slightest xenophobia at all.

This was a rare occurrence in the past, at least not in a normal lifeform, which was the main reason why Bernie considered it an opportunity.

At the same time, it is obviously impossible for a normal turtle to be surrounded by that kind of "chain".

And that's where the "treasure" of opportunity lies!

As soon as Bernie's mind moved, the perspective in front of him began to gradually expand, and the gray material like a chain wrapped in the "sun" kept approaching, and finally became all of Bernie's "perspective".

If you look closely, you can see that the chain is made up of countless silver-gray luminous symbols, which are constantly moving as the chain rotates, and the hazy trail dragged out of the tail is like a meteor tail swing in the universe.

And this whole chain is like an eternal vast galaxy, slowly moving, completely accommodating the "small" Bernie.

A series of "information flows" also continue to emerge in this process-

[This is a rune sequence with a small number of spatial elements, relying on this sequence, the user can extract items from a special space called the "Mall" after certain conditions are met.】

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[This is a rune sequence with a large number of soul elements, relying on this sequence, users can transfer their souls to some specific targets with minimal cost]

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[This is a rune sequence with a small amount of fate elements, relying on this sequence, the user can get the guidance of fate when undertaking some special events]

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[This is a rune sequence with specific contract elements, relying on this ......]