Recommendation: Avoid entering areas where fighting is likely to take place when possible, and refrain from fighting if it can be resolved peacefully.

In an instant, a sense of relaxation rises. Peace of mind, pleasure, and comfort were intertwined in his body, and almost all the strength on Yuan Sen's body was drained.

Involuntarily, his tears almost flowed. After that, he looked at the skeletons that were writing something on the side, and forced himself to hold back.

Is this what you want? After calming down a little, he asked himself.

I guess so. After many unexpected developments in a row, I don't know when, safety has become the number one goal I pursue.

This.... And what about the benefits?

As soon as this question popped up, he was prompted.

"There is no way to get any gains."

What the? What about the ones you experienced before? What about the ones observed?

This question was also answered:

"Those are secondary to the scene and don't affect the final ending."

After this hint appeared, under the effect of the wisdom elixir, some inferences were like bubbles coming out of boiling water, and they all poured out of Yuan Sen's mind.

That is to say, everything that was newly opened was not to point out the enemy to itself, but only to accident;

In this city, the special treatment that those people give themselves is not a conspiracy, but they are like that to everyone;

Zhang Moli and Pei Ying treat themselves like that, not because they fancy their specialness, but because they are that kind of people, and they fancy themselves just by accident;

These things are displayed in the exhibition hall, not to guide oneself to what to do, but just ordinary content that will be shown to anyone....

Yuan Sen digested these, then sighed and looked around.

If you were just entering the scene, you wouldn't feel as relieved as you are now, and you wouldn't be half happy, but you would have scolded as if you had been greatly insulted.

If you were yourself at that time, you must think this is a disgusting thing, right?

Because, no matter what scene you were in before, if you have experienced so many complicated things--- then the result will definitely be to expose the truth and get a lot of benefits.

But this time, the result given was accidental, unexpected, and incidental? The ending has nothing to do with you?

If it were my former self, I would have shouted: 'No, I'm by no means irrelevant!' Then start taking action and change the outcome.

will attack those bugs, go to the laboratory of those skeletons to scout and search, go to the enemy who doesn't know by what means to change the direction of the world, Wang Luo....

However, now Yuan Sen doesn't want to do this.

The previous ambition, I don't know when, has turned into the pursuit of safety.

After all that has happened, when this is the case around you, and when you are in this situation again in your own body... A voice in his heart was telling him that as long as he could leave safely at the end, it was better than anything else.

Where there is life, there is hope.

After all, the situation here is too complicated and too weird. Those bugs may be Wang Luo's enemies, leaving them behind, just so that they can attack him; The research and strength of these skeletons are very strong, and it is too risky to go to reconnaissance, and they may not be able to find anything; That face without organs .... It is completely invincible to himself.

Such thoughts swirled in Yuan Sen's mind, suppressing the deeper thoughts in his heart.

The thought was: this time I was going to treat him as an enemy, and it was too terrible.

It was a person who was not shocked, panicked, or desperate after becoming a skeleton, but calmly planned how to supplement calcium; It's a person who doesn't have the slightest intention of giving up after becoming a soft mud monster, but plans to die with his enemies.

When this person blindly expanded in the space and absorbed all kinds of losers into his team, Yuan Sen's heart was contemptuous and ridiculed;

This is the man when he is publishing newspapers, money, and mass production. Yuan Sen was still disdainful in his mouth, and in his heart he wanted to use some of the valuable content after defeating the other party.

His self-confidence comes from the fighting ability honed in countless battles. No matter how strong the opponent is, what Yuan Sen thinks about is a way to defeat and kill the opponent.

But this, even if you kill him--- maybe it won't do any good, and you still have to face his revenge.

When this thought vaguely appeared, the war intent in Yuan Sen's heart gradually subsided.

The point is, this person is actually not hostile to himself, so why make himself uncomfortable?

This kind of thinking, which is essentially based on fear, plays a role in Yuan Sen's subconscious. Of course, he will not admit that he has such thoughts--- admitting this means that he has been defeated and overwhelmed.

Therefore, it is the above reasons that echo in his mind. "Don't worry about each other", "Stay in the green mountains" and so on.

When Yuan Sen was in this state, Lucier on the side had already finished making records. After that, it took out a plate of brown and gold-mixed powder and dripped blood on it.

But this time, no smoke came out--- nothing was triggered.

"What's going on?" Lucille looked at Yuan Sen in surprise.

It should be that there is an ending in my consciousness, so these powders can no longer guide a new ending.

"I don't know." Yuan Sen said softly.

As long as it doesn't tell the skeleton in front of it about this ending, it can't do anything to change it... This ending is predestined and will not change.

"Is the energy running out?" After hearing such an answer, Lucier looked at the blood in the needle, and then at Yuan Sen.

A moment later, it took out another needle and drew another tube of blood from Yuan Sen's body.

I guess it's still useless. Yuan Sen looked at the plate containing brown powder on the side. Pray in your heart that the other person will not draw another tube after it has failed.

Moments later, Lucille dripped the blood from the needle onto the brown powder--- still no change.

"Is it too much?" Lucille looked at the blood in the needle and muttered to himself. "Or rather..."

It has done a variety of tests in a row. First the amount of brown powder on the plate, then the amount of the golden powder, then the amount of blood dripping on it... And then, nothing worked.

Didn't draw a third blood, which was good.

Yuan Sen watched its movements and thought like this. Immediately, my thoughts shifted to the sense of security I had just had.