Looking back, all the experiences seem to be in my mind.

Maybe the old man is gone, but he has left the best for him.

Even if he doesn't know it, maybe this is fate.

"Can I call you a handball." Lin He asked.

The system has not been intelligently set, and he also suffers from no communication, and there are many doubts in his heart.

"Yes, the host, because of the lack of energy, can not maintain long-term communication, can only provide the host with three questions, I hope the host cherishes, I hope you think carefully before asking, the question must be guaranteed within the authority." The sound of hand beads came from his head.

"When will the next story world start?" Lin He asked the doubts in his heart.

Because the previous world is a world with a second-stage compensation reward, the time to link the next world is interrupted, and Lin and now are a little confused about when the next world will be opened.

The normal rest time of a world is a month, and it was only when the time approached that there was a special sense of urgency, but now that it has only been ten or so days, this feeling seems to have become more and more intense, which makes him a little confused and a little worried.

After all, every world mission is a test of life and death for him, and if he can prepare in advance, it will be of vital help to the next mission.

Hand Bead did not immediately respond to Lin He's question, and began to be silent, and a slight dripping sound began to come from his head, and after a while, the sound of Hand Bead came from his head.

"The mission will start in two days, please prepare for the mission."

Yes? Two days later? So urgent.

Originally, Lin He thought it would take at least a week or so, but he didn't expect that this time was so tight, during this time, he hadn't completely adjusted his mentality, you know, he had just come back from the end of that plot world, and he hadn't eased up yet, and the high-intensity battle of the last mission made the muscles and bones in his body still a little painful.

Even through the repair function of the system, this kind of psychological trauma still needs time to slowly adjust.

"What's next?" This is what Lin He wants to know the most.

Knowing the time when the plot world begins, there is not much time left for him now, and if he knows what the next world he is going to now, it will also play a very important role in helping him, and he can prepare before starting, and he doesn't have to be confused when he just enters the world.

"I'm sorry you don't have enough authority to answer." Handball replied.

Although Lin He was already mentally prepared when he asked this question, after all, this kind of question has already involved the root of the plot, and it is impossible to reveal it directly with the systematic urine nature, so how can he torture himself.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the system, this is a means to train himself, but in that kind of life-and-death situation, if it weren't for his good luck, if it wasn't for his courage, if he wasn't desperate enough, how could he still have the opportunity to ask questions here.

"Am I alive?" Lin He thought about it and asked a new question.

For himself who had hanged himself at that time, at the moment before he died, although he was so suffocated that he could no longer feel the passage of time, but that long and desperate feeling should not have just passed a few seconds, at least ten or so minutes, with his already fragile body, how could he withstand the suffocation of more than ten minutes.

"Insufficient authority, no answer."

However, Hand Bead's answer disappointed him again, and it was also a lack of authority.

"What exactly is permission?" Lin He was a little impatient and yelled angrily.

"Insufficient authority, no answer."

"It's this again, the authority is insufficient, the authority is insufficient, how can the permission be enough."

"The host can replenish the energy of the system by plundering the origin of the world, which can help increase the authority."

Lin He was stunned, and when he asked for permission, the system gave a reply that he would not answer, and changed a question about permission, and at this time, the system actually gave a reply.

Although the two issues are not the same, they are essentially the same problem.

It seems that the system itself is not rigid because it is rigid, but because some questions are fundamental, so there is a possibility of refusing to answer.

Plunder?

Is this for him to rob the plane?

"How to plunder energy?" Then this question, Lin He asked.

"Plundering can be done by killing important plot characters, destroying cities, etc., but the host needs to be prepared for the consequences of becoming a public enemy of the whole people, and Hand Bead has selected several options for the host that can reduce the host crisis and improve the rejection of the host in the plot world."

"One is that the host can prey energy for the system by modifying the direction of the plot world according to different levels."

"The second is to become a pivotal figure in the plot world and steal the energy of the plot world."

"The third is to kill the guardians of the plot world and obtain different equivalent amounts of energy."

"The fourth is to mess into the tasks of other reincarnation world contractors, and obtain corresponding rewards and energy through tasks in different ways such as killing, expelling, and destroying."

"This item is a system-customized option."

How many ways to get energy?

"What are the other reincarnation world contractors?" Noticing the last word of the contractor, Lin He asked in surprise.

"The three questions have been answered, the handball will go into hibernation, please keep up the efforts of the host, get more energy, and open more projects in the system." The sound of the hand beads became faint and slowly disappeared.

"Hey, hey, hey!! Three questions are so few! Lin He shouted loudly.

It was only when Lin He noticed the last option that Handzhu said that three words that made him jaw-dropping suddenly pop out of his mind.

Contractor?

These three words reminded him of a word, a word that was mentioned in the very famous infinite stream novels in the real world.

The Battle of the Main God !?

Is there really a different time-traveler in this world? Are those contractors really like him? You can travel directly through the worlds.

But what role do they really play, The Destroyer? Or a savior.

Or is it really that simple, like in the infinite stream novel, playing the role of a plane mercenary, taking the mission of the main god, traveling through various planes to complete and then get rewards?

What is your role in this?

Thinking of the end, Lin He found that his head was about to explode, there was too much information in it, and just through this matter, he himself had not fully understood it, and the three question permissions of the hand bead were not enough for him to understand.

It only made him sink deeper and deeper, and he suddenly had an idea.

Compared with the so-called main god who shuttles through the face of the contractor, which is stronger or weaker?

From the novel, I know that those contractors can get various rewards through tasks, where like him, fighting life and death, may even take their lives into it, and there is no reward at all.

Lin Ping lay on the floor of the basement, staring at the bright LED lights on the ceiling with wide eyes, and suddenly felt that he had met a strange uncle, and he always felt that he had been pitted.

His own strength, which one is not stimulated by the tempering between life and death.

Yes~

Lin He really wanted to shout twice, but he just thought about it.

It seems that I am more free, there are no tasks, no rewards, but there is one thing that others cannot compare.

The plane world and the real world, he can travel back and forth.

Unlike them, the real world has become the biggest thought in their hearts.

Standing up, patted his head a few times, and felt that his head was a little uncomfortable and groggy, because a contractor had made him suspicious so much for no reason.

This contractor and the contractor are just speculations at this point.

Maybe they are really like a marionette like a cycloid, at the mercy of others in the plot world according to different tasks.

The same sorrow, the same desolation.

The only difference is that he still has the opportunity to jump out of the frame and stand on the highest point to look down.

Maybe one day, when it's time to enter their world, he will also raise his fist and teach them what freedom is.

Lying on the ground, he jumped to his feet and stretched.

Suddenly, his eyes became sharp, his right foot took a step forward, and his hands were clenched into fists at his waist.

"Huh...", he shouted.

Boom Boom!

A punch made a sound that broke the air in the air, and the space shook violently, and the power of the fist poured out with his shout.

"Whew, it's so comfortable!" After a few minutes of fighting, Lin He breathed a long sigh of relief, and this venting made him feel comfortable.

He looked at the vines and roots on the ground that had been squeezed dry, and wondered when he would take them to dry and grind them into powder or sell them for some money.

Although money is no longer a necessity for him now, in reality, these things still need to be used.

Thinking of this, he shook his head with a smile, went upstairs and took a comfortable shower.

Now that there are only two days left, maybe it's time to do something.

I have a large number of downloads of the most popular movies on the market, all kinds of genres.

Twenty-four hours a day, a movie for more than two hours, can only draw some movies with a high probability.

Now it's just a temporary cramming, and being able to watch one is one.

If you watch one more one, you have more hope, and if you can win one of them, you have more hope of survival.

Lin He, who is now devoted to the movie, no longer has the sharpness he had when he was in the basement, as if he had become an otaku.

Dressed in pajamas, drinking Coke, stilted, with potato chips in his mouth.

Ha...

Yawning, he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, smoked...

I knew that Lao Tzu would have watched a few more movies even if he didn't eat...

I regret not being at the beginning...