There is no doubt that Xiang Nanxing knew that what he was seeing at this time was actually the ones that were actually "in front of him", not a virtual image out of thin air. The greatest evidence of this is that he can see his own hands, and that they are making various gestures in response to his thoughts, which no one else can fake.

It's just that when he opened his eyes just now, he found that everything he saw was a little awkward. Now he understood that the crux of the matter was the metal hood that he had worn on his head at some point. It was tightly wrapped around the top of the head like a hat, and the tip extended down to the sides of the nose, enveloping most of the face like a mask. At this time, the pictures that Xiang Nanxing could see in front of him were not seen directly through his eyes, but the shooting equipment on the hood recorded the real scene and played it on the inside of the hood. Xiang Nanxing is like watching an ultra-high-definition movie at zero distance, although the definition is very high, and the display is almost completely synchronized with reality, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but the picture of digital output is just a picture after all, and the strange sense of dislocation always lingers.

And when he raised his hand just now, he noticed that the feeling on his fingertips was still a little numb. This is like the residual effect of some kind of drug.

"What's going on?"

Xiang Nanxing quickly calmed down, and the first thing he did was to ask Mrs. Nangong on the other side. Although the latter smiled and didn't answer, he now sorted things out and knew that the problem must be in that cup of black tea. Although Mrs. Nangong poured the black tea in front of him, and even she herself drank the tea in the same teapot, there were still too many ways to drug only one person in this situation. For example, putting the medicine in the teacup, or making a little action in the process of pouring the tea-although Xiang Nanxing is wary of these, he really doesn't have a 100% certainty that he can see through the masters in this way.

Of course, no matter how you take the drug, as long as you don't drink it, nothing will happen. In this regard, Xiang Nanxing was also very cautious at first, just took a sip to see if there was anything abnormal. But Mrs. Nangong's subsequent scheming made him unconsciously forget his precautions, and he drank all the black tea like this. In this way, it is not that he is unlucky, but that the other party is skilled, even if Xiang Nanxing wants to blame, he can only say that he deserves it.

"Madame is really clever." He said sincerely, but his gaze couldn't help but move downward. Madame was already sitting on the sofa when he entered the tearoom just now, so he didn't see anything wrong with it. At this point, they changed places and were in an empty room. Xiang Nanxing sat on the floor against the wall, while Mrs. Nangong across from him ...... But in a wheelchair.

Xiang Nanxing's admiration at this time was real. Just now, this person who made his heart beat several times just by relying on his aura, and even almost wanted to go out and fight to break the net, was actually sitting in a wheelchair! In other words, at the previous distance, if Xiang Nanxing seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, even if Mrs. Nangong was like a god, she was still very likely to be knocked down by him.

In the case that the physical condition was not dominant, Madame completely relied on experience and psychological tactics to introduce Xiang Nanxing into her trap step by step, and then easily put it down. This kind of talent is amazing enough, but don't forget, it was she who took the initiative to invite Xiang Nanxing, an intruder, into the tea room and get along alone. This self-confidence and courage made Xiang Nanxing even more admired.

In the face of such a heroine, Xiang Nanxing doesn't have to worry about too many intrigues. He did pass out just now, and although I don't know how long, it was at least enough for him to be moved from room to room and put a strange thing on his head. During this time, if Madame really wants to be against him, I don't know how many opportunities there are to make a move, and there is no need to wait for him to wake up before using any means.

And to put people down, this weird practice of putting people down first and then putting on a VR device doesn't look like a killer would do a hassle at all, but more like the ones he's been through...... What does the moderator do?

"Is this something to do with 'games'?" He blurted out subconsciously.

"Correct." Mrs. Nangong nodded lightly. She slowly raised her hand and pressed a remote-controlled thing in her hand, and suddenly, Xiang Nanxing's eyes turned into darkness again.

This time he didn't panic in the slightest. In the darkness, he listened to Madame's further explanation. "As you might guess, this is the most important item in the upcoming game." She said, "I'll tell you about the game." I've spoken to Lord Tai for the second time while you've been asleep, and I've relayed your message, and he's agreed to leave the rest to the 'game' of the Xifeng Republic to decide. He says he respects your determination and courage to come at full speed, so he won't do anything until four hours and twenty-five minutes after the game starts. As for this time......"

"It's the time difference between him and me, right?" Xiang Nanxing said lightly, "In other words, these more than four hours will be treated as 'he hasn't arrived yet', which is also a big benefit." ”

"But it doesn't really matter. Because Tai-sama won't play in person, the person who will play against you will be a junior. ”

While saying this, Mrs. Nangong seemed to press the button again, so Xiang Nanxing's vision recovered. He blinked as he adjusted to the change in the light in front of him, thinking to himself that this feature would probably be the key to the rest of the game. After putting on this VR mask, whether he can see his surroundings depends entirely on whether there is a display on the inside of the mask, and if the display function is not turned on, he will be like a blind man.

In this way, it is very likely that the two sides are fighting for something like "visual rights" in the game.

"You can feel the effect of this mask by now. In addition to vision, it can also control the turning of hearing off and on, in a similar principle, which will not be demonstrated here. Mrs. Nangong continued, "The sense of smell cannot be controlled by this device because it has to leave a breathing hole, but just blocking the sense of sight and hearing is enough to make a person lose more than ninety percent of his perception ability, and if he is not mentally prepared, it is easy to fall into a panic." ”

As she spoke, she manipulated the wheelchair to retreat, making way for Xiang Nanxing to go ahead. Xiang Nanxing saw that the place that was originally blocked by her turned out to be a door, which was consistent with the style of this empty room, and it looked unpretentious, but listening to Mrs. Nangong's meaning, the door behind the door was obviously the venue for this game.

"As for the other parts of the game, such as the specific rules and so on, when you arrive at the venue, someone will naturally tell you, and I won't overstep the rules here. But after listening to me for so long, the residue of the drug in your body must have almost subsided. Now you should be able to move around freely. Madame smiled, raised her hand and gestured to please, "If you walk through that door, you will be on the battlefield alone." ”

Xiang Nanxing stood up against the wall, feeling that the numbness in his hands and feet had indeed disappeared unconsciously. He moved his body, adjusting to the slightly top-heavy feeling. Now it seems that Mrs. Nangong's task is only to bring him here, but she not only gave herself time to recover, but also took the opportunity to let him get used to the different feelings brought by this VR mask, which undoubtedly provided him with a lot of help in the next game. Mrs. Nangong claimed that she had some friendship with her mother, and now it seems that this is true.

But speaking of which, it was this lady who brought him down with medicine, and it was simply a mixture of angels and demons.

"Madame, which side are you on?" Xiang Nanxing smiled bitterly.

Madame smiled but did not answer, but kept her hand raised. Xiang Nanxing shook his head, said "understood", and then walked towards the door. Although he proposed the matter of "deciding the winner by the game", he missed the opportunity to negotiate specifically because he was unconscious, and at this time the game content has been decided, and the next initiative is not on him.

Mrs. Nangong only helped him get used to the most basic things in the game, and the rest of it is still unknown. If he wants to regain the advantage, he will have to do everything he can to make no reservations.

It's just that at this time, there is still a small question left in his heart, if he lets it stay like this, it may distract him next.

"There's one more question." He stopped.

"What is the medicine that Madame put me to sleep before?"

"The main ingredient is a medicine called 'Forget Worry Grass' here, which makes people sleep peacefully and has the effect of calming the mind and qi. Some people use it, and maybe it will awaken some dusty memories. ”

"I see, memories." Xiang Nanxing nodded, thoughtful.

Madame smiled: "What's the matter?" Does it remind you of something? ”

"Well...... this"

Xiang Nanxing shrugged and smiled back.

"I'll tell you when I get back."

"I'm looking forward to it." Mrs. Nangong smiled.

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