Chen Feng found himself 'standing' in front of this huge passage.

All around him are criss-crossed virtual lines, forming a vast and boundless 'grid' space.

There is only this entrance to the passage where dark yellow and dark black are intertwined.

Vaguely visible, the mysterious light is like flowing water, rippling in the passage. He only needs to take a step forward to get in.

'Am I immersed in spiritual consciousness?' ’

Chen Feng looked around and observed cautiously and carefully.

To be sure, the present state is a spiritual feeling. The body is still in Wilde's study.

Spiritual consciousness is 'channeled' to this passage through the connection of personal chips, and then through a triangular temporary pass.

That is, he can break this connection at any time and return to reality.

'The temporary pass may only be used once, and if I quit, it will be a waste this time, right?' Chen Feng pondered secretly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped into the passage.

In an instant, the vast and boundless 'grid' space disappeared. And the passage of dark yellow and dark intertwined was already behind him.

What appeared before his eyes was a hazy gray mist that was as thick as a drop of water. Even if his vision is far beyond others, he can't see through this seemingly boundless gray fog at this moment.

At this moment, a mechanical voice that seemed to prompt and had no emotion echoed in Chen Feng's ears, very clearly.

"Welcome to the XS Foundation Dark River Network! Please abide by the Dark River Privacy Agreement, please set your own image, and your exclusive code name ......"

A brief explanation was transmitted into Chen Feng's spiritual consciousness.

I see. ’

Chen Feng nodded knowingly, a little excited in his heart.

Entering this 'dark river network', in his understanding, is actually equivalent to logging in to the network forum, and you need to have an ID name and an ID avatar.

But in the online forum, it is a keyboard warrior, talking far away from the Internet, by tapping the keyboard to make a mouth cannon.

And this 'dark river network' is a real entry. Every single one of us is truly extraordinary. The image and the code name are to distinguish each other in a state of secrecy.

Chen Feng pondered the instructions and began to imagine what kind of image he should use.

The first extraordinary chip he got when he came to this world was the 'Psychic Jue' sequence. 'Creator of Hearts and Prophecies'...... 'Divine Power to Make Dreams Come True'......

Chen Feng began to sketch the image he imagined in his heart.

A classic wizard-like black robe, with a pitch-black hood, draped over his body. Then there is a crystal ball hanging on the left side of his waist, and at his feet are boots woven from rhizome and soft leather.

This image of him was immediately reflected in the dense fog in front of him.

Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction, put on his hood, and his entire face was hidden in the dark. Immediately, a few strands of pale hair fell from the edge of the hood, with a somewhat old and mysterious demeanor.

Looking at the image of this 'old god stick' reflected, Chen Feng smiled secretly, and immediately considered what code name to use.

He couldn't help but think of the forum ID he often used when he was doing liberal arts and history research in his previous life: 'Pangu'. This is not only the name of an ancient god, but also has the connotation of studying archaeology.

For example, there is a classic joke on the Internet: "Pan his ......"

'I have the so-called talent for ancient writing, and I have the ability to peep and steal secrets. Then the code name of this Pangu couldn't be more appropriate! ’

Although combined with the image of this wizard old god stick, it is a bit nondescript. But it is precisely this nondescript that makes it more mysterious and absurd, and unknown.

After Chen Feng decided, he projected his consciousness onto the dense fog.

In the blink of an eye, the thick fog had swirled away, as if a portal had been opened, revealing a vast dark space.

Whoa...... The sound of running water sounded at Chen Feng's feet.

He was now standing on an old, small, sharp-leaved light boat, a thick, black, flat, and undisturbed meandering river, which stretched forward before his eyes until the end of the mist, which could not be seen.

On both sides of the river are one after another, with strange and low houses. These houses, like monsters crawling in the shadows, come in all sorts of strange shapes.

Some of the spires and scales look like miniature versions of ancient castles. Some are square and seamless, like miniature temples. Some are like ancient house courtyards, while others are like regular bungalows.

The sharp leaf light boat under Chen Feng's feet is automatic in the river without wind, and slowly moves forward along the river.

The whole environment is dark and silent, the air is gray and foggy, and the two sides are hazy houses staggered one after another, forming an ancient and silent picture of the years.

'The Dark River Network is really a river......

Chen Feng spit out, but he really didn't expect that what he saw after entering was this scene.

From the cool painting style of skyscrapers and holographic projections, it is really a little unaccustomed to suddenly coming to the illusory painting style of this decadent ancient years.

It's no wonder that Wilde said that "the first time you enter, you may feel an unexpected sense of unreality......"

Chen Feng's gaze roamed the two sides of the strait, paying attention to those dark and strange houses.

In front of each house, there is a layer of light that seems to cover the curtain. There was a slight hint of text on it, apparently instructions for entering.

Chen Feng looked at the explanatory text of a certain house, and his gaze immediately automatically narrowed, and the house as a whole expanded in his eyes. When he looked away, his gaze was pulled away, and all the houses became illusory and low again.

'So that's ......' Chen Feng nodded silently, which was equivalent to a 'choice'. No matter where the boat goes, choosing any house will feel like you're near. In addition, the riverside steps on the shore are exposed, indicating that you can get off the boat and enter.

He began to look with interest at some of the house descriptions, all of which were made up of four common languages, clear and concise.

For example: "Little Mushroom Girl", which is supposed to be a collective term for all the participants in the house. Or rather, the equivalent of the name of a web forum room.

Then under "Little Girl Picking Mushrooms", there is the qualification or purpose of entry. It reads: "Accept all ladies who are extraordinary, accept ladies to entrust, and the transaction content is related to ladies ......"

Another example is another house, which reads: "The onlookers of Daliba", and the bottom reads: "Destroy the lover by force to accept the commission, and a strong body is the capital".

There are also some such as: "The stage of teasing experts", "Let's beat it to death", "The name is so long, there must be attention", "You can come casually", "Grave digging enthusiasts", "A black road to the end", ......

There are reliable serious names, there are unreliable witty names, and there are even some names that I don't know, which are really varied.

For the first time, Chen Feng felt that the world of the Extraordinary was actually so ...... Lovely......

This also verifies the truth: in reality, you may be a decent person, but you may not be a person on the Internet......

Even the extraordinary, after keeping their identities secret, will just as foolish...... Anyway, no one knows anyone......' Chen Feng was secretly amused.

But jokes aside, those who come here are really extraordinary. Even due to the reasons of non-restriction and secrecy, it is entirely possible that every house is filled with a house of high-ranking powerhouses.

Think about that scene, a little white rabbit is surrounded by fierce tigers and giant crocodiles......

Chen Feng shook away the messy thoughts and began to think about which house he should go to.

He touched his eyebrows, and the 'Stealing Eye' could be opened normally. Then he tapped the tip of his tongue with his teeth, but the 'inspiration' chip could not turn on the extraordinary power.

This means that even if there are all high-level sequences around you, since no one can use extraordinary power, everyone is actually at the same level. It's nothing more than the level of experience and the level of vision.

After getting this conclusion, Chen Feng was relieved and bold again.

He has the talent of Hell Writing, and the help of the 'Stealing Eye', and in this Dark River network, he is fully equipped to protect himself and pretend to be a god.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's expectations and favorability for this dark river network increased exponentially.

After searching, his gaze was fixed on a house.

It reads: "Ancient Monuments Secret Garden", and the instructions below read: "Participate in the decryption of Hell texts, explore the path of Hell, and discover and recover the source of the Bug Creation ......"

Chen Feng chose this house, and suddenly his eyes narrowed closer, and the steps facing the river were revealed. The Sharp Leaf Boat approached slowly, anchored beside the steps.

Chen Feng got off the boat and walked up the steps, and it only took a few steps to reach the front of this house.

It is still a low, quiet building, and there is even a lot of moss and plants that spread around it. The two gates, neither high nor low, closed, and light wave words appeared and flashed on them.

Chen Feng walked in front of the door and knocked on the door with his fingers.

In just an instant, the light wave had faded, and Chen Feng's eyes had already come to a hall covering an area of about three hundred square meters.

At the heart of the hall is a long bronze carved conference table flanked by high-backed gold-encrusted chairs.

The hall is surrounded by separate open meditation rooms, with tables, chairs, bookcases, candlesticks, and so on.

The dome is arced, dotted with star-spot-like light sources, and I don't know what material it is, illuminating the whole hall bright and soft, with a slight sense of hazy mystery.

At the end of the gaze, in front of the hall, is a main seat on ten steps. There are two cast-iron patterned seats, and behind it hangs an old bronze bell of dark copper color the size of a human body.

There were about forty people of all shapes and sizes, getting along in the hall. Some gathered around a separate open ashram, drinking wine or smoking cigarettes and whispering.

Some people are watching and wandering around, and when they meet certain people, they talk a few words. Others simply sat at the bronze conference table, flipping through quaint books.

Chen Feng felt like he had come to an old-century research institute, sharing a room with a group of wise scholars. Because most people's images are scholars.

Or a suit and leather shoes wearing a top hat, or a long robe with a long beard and monocle, or just a simple dressing gown and slippers, leisurely.

These are still human, and some are not human. For example, a deer antler on top of a deer and a clothing of leaves and roots. Or the long hair is draped on the ground, but the whole person is as short as a dwarf. There are even ...... who are wrapped in green feathers and think of themselves as birdmen

'Well, this is the Internet, no problem...... Chen Feng forced himself to identify with this environment.

And his entry did not attract anyone's attention. Just a few glances, and I didn't care at all.

Because like Chen Feng, there are a few people who suddenly appeared. It's just that they came from a different direction, and apparently there was not more than one path to enter.

With the mentality that what has come is safe, Chen Feng slowly looked around. At the same time, he pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on what other people were saying.

At this moment, a slender figure hurriedly walked past him, almost bumping.

Chen Feng hurriedly looked back and couldn't help but be stunned.

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The author is still desperately saving the manuscript, looking forward to the outbreak update.

The decisive moment is coming, thank you for your support! Thank you!

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