Mu Yan in front of the door fell silent, and the surrounding space was quiet for a while.

After a long time, Mu Yan opened his eyes, revealing a sudden look.

"Looks like I'm going to spend all my time in there!" Mu Yan's fingers gently rubbed against the door frame, and the slight rustling sound was extremely clear in the empty darkness.

There are two messages that the Gate of Eternity has transmitted to him, one is the ratio of time flow between inside and outside, all visitors who enter the door, whether you stay inside the door for a second or a hundred years, from the moment you close the door, to the moment you open the door again, the time outside will be three days later!

The other is the rules for the use of the world inside the door, and the visitor can remember anything he wants through the park seal, as long as the grade of the thing is below gold.

The time spent in the world inside the door depends on the number of Silk of Time provided by the visitor, and also depends on the number of prize tickets left on the visitor's body, burning a Silk of Time requires 20 prize tickets, and the Silk of Time or the ticket will be forcibly expelled from the world!

Mu Yan took out the crystal of the sealed silk of time, and carefully inserted it into the groove on the door, the bronze-colored groove was rough and ancient, and the crystal was just right to inlay.

Click!

It was the sound of a door opening, a crack between the door and the frame, and a soft white light seeping out of it.

Mu Yan gently pushed the door...... Nothing happens, the bronze door looks thin, but in fact it is extremely heavy.

He propped his hands on the side of the door and pushed his legs back with all his might.

Squeak – Click......

In a burst of tooth ache opening, the bronze door slowly opened, and soft sunlight poured out from inside the door, like a sharp sword piercing through the darkness, piercing into the dark seabed!

It's a prairie with crisp grass and rolling hills, the sun shining down from the sky and hitting the grass, reflecting the vibrant light, the breeze blowing, and the emerald green ocean undulating!

Mu Yan stood at the door, as if he smelled the fragrance of grass, but in fact, there was no trace of breath coming out of the door, his spiritual power first penetrated into the door frame, and then, he felt the full magic power!

He took a deep breath and stepped out of the gate with one foot, from the dark and deep sea, and stepped into the verdant and free grassland with one foot, and the gentle wind caressed the world, moving from death to new life!

Bang!

The bronze door slammed shut.

Mu Yan didn't look back, his face gradually showed an intoxicated look, and he couldn't help but open his arms as if hugging the entire grassland.

"Cultivation has begun!"

He snapped his fingers, and a small and exquisite villa appeared out of thin air, judging from the appearance, this was the villa that the amusement park built for Mu Yan for free!

"Maybe I need a forest!" He walked around the villa, waved his hand, and a lush forest appeared not far away, but this forest looked a little eerie, there was a faint black mist between the dense trees, and the whole forest exuded a dark and strange atmosphere, which made Mu Yan feel ...... It's kind of - it's like a shadow forest!

"For now...... That's all! Mu Yan touched his chin and was very satisfied with his work, he sat down on the ground, took out the book that recorded the "Corrosive Mist" from the Paradise Seal, leaned against the outer wall of the villa, and gently opened it......

The breeze blows, the blurred sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and in the lifeless dark sea, the silk of time burns quietly......

This is the second day, and Mu Yan, who has suffered from poor physical fitness, has already made a detailed training plan for himself.

Starting at 6 a.m., there is a five-kilometer heavy-weight cross-country warm-up. Not in the grassland, but in the forest that has only been there for half a day!

While exercising his physical strength, he can also review the hunting skills taught to him by the hunters in the world of "Three Little Pigs", so why not do it?

Then there is a 15-minute breakfast time, which is baked with a charred back leg on the outside and a charred inside, a slice of black scallion pancake fried, and rice cooked like porridge but not porridge...... It's all Mu Yan's own work......

Eat everything you make yourself, even if it's! Mu Yan thought so at the time.

Although the store can buy all kinds of ready-made food, Mu Yan decided to learn to cook by himself after weighing it for a long time, on the one hand, it is to save lottery tickets, because one lottery ticket can be exchanged for a large number of ingredients, and on the other hand, considering that he has the title of "foodie", which makes martyrs covetous, there will always be times in the mission world when you have to do it yourself, and it is always a good thing to be able to eat a little better when the time comes!

To this end, Mu Yan also spent 5 lottery tickets to buy a thick copy of "Cooking Encyclopedia - From Beginner to Mastery" from the store......

After breakfast, his physical strength also recovered slightly with the help of "foodie", followed by two hours of boxing training, practicing the simplified postures that Dicker had passed on to him at the Steel Shield camp and the "Summary of Military Fighting Techniques" that he had purchased for ten lottery tickets.

Except for those few strange postures that are said to improve physical fitness, there are no routines in the fighting techniques given to him by the hunters, just simple power skills and experience in dealing with beasts, so Mu Yan still chose relatively few routines after careful consideration, and the moves are relatively simple, but each move has been tempered by thousands of military fighting techniques!

It's the best way he can think of to improve his melee fighting abilities in a short period of time.

Next, it is the time that Mu Yan is most interested in!

Start with two hours of meditation!

Since Mu Yan is just getting started now, although he has mastered a lot of experience, the time of meditation every day should not be too long, two hours is already the limit, and any more will damage the brain.

Meditation is not as he imagined that it can be carried out anytime and anywhere, meditation is a kind of cultivation, which requires the use of spiritual power to form a special array, and perform vibrations of different frequencies to attract magic power, and improve magic power while exercising mental power, this method will cause a lot of consumption of people's energy and physical strength, and the time that everyone can meditate on every day is limited.

However, the effect of meditation is really good, although Mu Yan has only meditated three times in total so far, he can feel that his magic and spiritual power are steadily rising every time! To be honest, Mu Yan has a feeling of being obsessed with this.

After the meditation time, it was almost time for lunch, and there were a lot of ingredients, Mu Yan would take advantage of this time to learn to cook two dishes by himself, and then exchange some ready-made food to solve the lunch problem after his mental strength recovered a little.

The reason why he doesn't cook all the dishes by himself is because since he has the title of "foodie", his food has increased greatly, and he has to eat too much food each time, so in order not to waste time, he can only exchange it painfully.

After lunch and a short rest, it's time for the practice of the Corrosive Mist!

As the only spell he knows, Mu Yan practiced for an afternoon yesterday after learning it, and because he didn't learn the so-called "basic magic construction", he was a little slow to get started at first, and he was always unable to build a stable mental power model.

But fortunately, the meditation method he learned was a memory seed, in which he had more or less some experience in the construction of spiritual power models, and Mu Yan released the first magic in his life after trying it seven or eight times.

A fist-sized cloud of black mist flew out of his hand, staggering away from the direction he had specified, and then was blown into the air by a gust of breeze......

Although it looked ridiculous, Mu Yan was still excited for a long time without anyone else seeing it.

This situation was much better by the next day, and after a few exercises the next day, not only was the volume of the black mist much larger, but it was already able to barely control the direction of its movement with mental power.

The only regret is that Mu Yan has accumulated too little magic power now, and the total amount of spiritual power is not much, and every time he uses it, he will consume his magic power, and then he will have to take a break and wait for his magic power to recover, but this also happens to give him time to reflect and summarize.

The practice of magic will continue until dinner time, and the basic process of dinner is similar to lunch, during which time he will allocate time reasonably to try to eat for half an hour, so that the effect of "foodie" can be maximized.

Then after a short rest, it's time to have fun!

Now Mu Yan's main research is the magic pattern on the notebook, as well as the magic pattern on the hand he cut from the wolf witch.

At that time, although he was already able to perceive the shadow element, he had no magical power, so this research was put on hold for the time being.

Now that he has magical powers, he naturally wants to return to this glorious avenue!

With the envelopment of magic power, it naturally avoids the danger of the shadow element directly touching the body and invading the body.

But soon, more problems followed, one was that it was more difficult to manipulate the condensation of magic power with spiritual power, and Mu Yan still needed time to practice. The second is that Mu Yan has also successfully condensed on himself a few times, but found that it has no effect.

Mu Yan estimated that he did not condense into a whole or the structure of the wolf and the human body was different, so these magic patterns could not be effective, but in any case, the research was still ongoing, and Mu Yan would not give up the research of the magic patterns in a short time.

The time for research always flies quickly, and Mu Yan, who is addicted to research and can't extricate himself, redeems a small alarm clock for himself, reminding himself to go to bed before 2 o'clock every day, so as to ensure that he can have a good spirit to continue his cultivation the next day!

Rest for four hours a day, run long distances in the morning, practice boxing, meditate, practice magic in the afternoon, and do research in the evening.

After a day's life like this, he could fall asleep in two seconds while lying on the bed, very tired, but Mu Yan was very satisfied, and even enjoyed this fulfilling life a little.

Except for the long-distance run in the morning, everything else is what he likes, doing what he wants to do every day, and then feeling himself getting stronger bit by bit, which brings him great satisfaction and enjoyment.

According to his plan, if nothing happens, he will spend the next fourteen days in such a life.

But...... The accident eventually came in time, but it wasn't a bad thing.

It's noon on the third day, lunch time.

Mu Yan's imprint space shook, the white ball of light that had been almost forgotten these days, the countdown hidden in the white light, finally changed from 1 to 0 in the last second!

00：00：00

The white light gradually dissipated, and a white light sticked out of the corner of a white envelope!