Faced with Shi Dapeng's request, Fang Yuhao was stunned.

For the idealistic world that you have discovered, you can indeed follow the large army into the adventure. He knew that there was such a clause in the original agreement.

"Maybe in a deep sense, it's not that simple......"

Seeing Shi Dapeng, who was shrinking his neck like a fat-headed fish, Fang Yuhao was puzzled: "Can you still divide the quota?" You're not afraid of death, aren't you? Maybe there's something strange in there, and even you said it yourself, it's going to die! ”

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid!" Shi Dapeng's body trembled: "But I am the president of the Wutong Society...... Although this civil society organization is in decline, I have to go in and see it! ”

Fang Yuhao was taken aback: "You are the president?!" ”

"You don't even know what ever happened? Are you the president? ”

Shi Dapeng's face turned red, as if he had touched his pain point, and his hands waved in the air: "No one, big brother, except for me, a new young man, the others are all old men...... If I don't deserve it, who will? ”

It turned out to be a bare-bones commander......

"And, do you know what my profession is? I'm an archaeologist...... Archaeologist! ”

"Don't you know what novelty means to an archaeologist? Imply...... Something more important than life! Speaking of this, Shi Dapeng was extremely excited.

"My family is an ancestral archaeology, and I have all kinds of ...... about various legends and customs."

Immediately followed by all kinds of difficult words, such as "the idealistic world is a collection of imagination", "studying all kinds of supernatural is a dream", and "excavator", "opening the immortal cultivation mode", etc., the house is full of happy air inside and outside.

He even pulled out a wooden dagger from his bosom, which looked antique.

"You see, I know all kinds of handicrafts, wood carving, weaving, art, etc., which will definitely help somewhat......"

Fang Yuhao took the wooden dagger and pinched it casually, the system in his mind did not jump out of any information, nor did he find anything strange about it. He put the dagger under his nose again and sniffed it, smelling a faint smell of pine resin.

"You can't be a 10,000-year-old peachwood sword that has been struck by lightning, right? Can it be used as a flying sword? ”

After Shi Dapeng said this, he calmed down a little: "Ahem, is it just an ordinary wooden sword......

Fang Yuhao looked at Shi Dapeng with a puzzled look. Maybe it's because he has been a psychiatrist for a long time, and now he always feels that there is something wrong with the other person's braincase.

"I don't care if I can take you in or not. You should look to Dr. King, if you have the ability, he will not use you? I don't believe he's so stupid. ”

Shi Dapeng said embarrassedly: "No, my personal willpower is too poor, only D-level, which is the level of ordinary people, he won't let me in." Really, I didn't lie to you, Brother Fang, please, take me in! More than one person can be brave......"

Fang Yuhao was silent for a while.

It doesn't matter if he brings someone in or not. Anyway, they are all people in the research institute, and there is no need for him to worry about whether there is a problem or not.

He just felt that his dead heart was beating wildly.

"Come in with the big army, as if ...... It really strengthens the courage. ”

What's in that wonderful world filled with red mist?

Invisible monsters, what is it like?

This curiosity, as dangerous and gaudy as a poppy, is constantly attracting him.

"Dr. Kim, they are not stupid, and there are almost no deaths in the small expedition after restarting the research. Especially Camp Commander Zhao, that's a real A-class fierce man......" Shi Dapeng said again on the side.

Fang Yuhao Shen didn't answer, his fingers tapped the table rhythmically, and he fell into deep thought.

Originally, he wanted to use the system to make himself more awesome and then explore, but now it seems that he can't wait.

Do people live just for enjoyment?

I don't know.

Everything I do now is to gain more fragments of faith, and by the way, make some money, and make a good life for myself and my parents.

But faith fragments are never enough.

What is the purpose of living?

Suddenly, Fang Yuhao remembered his answer.

"Explore, discover, create, learn!"

That joking answer seemed to be slowly becoming a reality.

The fascinating unknown, the curious unknown, for him, is more moving than any glamorous girl.

When he first came into contact with the supernatural, he was terrified, but later, he missed it and wanted to know more.

When I tremble and walk towards a piece of uncultivated virgin land, that feeling is ...... How thrilling and how beautiful...... Even if it is paid, it may be a risk to life.

Fang Yuhao was taken aback.

"I, because of the original answer, there has been a change of mentality?"

"Am I being changed by the system? I'm not the same person anymore? ”

When this thought was generated, a throbbing from the depths of his soul surged into Fang Yuhao's mind, causing him to break out in a cold sweat and tremble involuntarily.

What life fears most is the disappearance of the "self", which is a philosophical law engraved in the genes. Fang Yuhao shuddered at the thought of something that was changing "me" thinking.

"Hey, buddy, what's wrong with you?"

Someone slapped him on the shoulder, and Fang Yuhao came back to his senses in an instant.

"Ahh It's nothing, I want to go wrong. ”

Shi Dapeng blushed and said, "Oh, also, the identity information of that criminal has been almost investigated, but his life is in danger, and he may not last a few days." If he died, the entrance to the Spiritualistic World would probably disappear. ”

"If you're interested, you can go to the institute this weekend."

"The exploration of that small idealistic world will start soon, and it is likely to be just a small world with incomplete rules, and there will be no store after this village!"

Fang Yuhao was still very interested in the prisoner who almost killed himself: "Okay, I'll go over this weekend and talk about it then." ”

"Then let's do it first, you think about it." Seeing that Fang Yuhao was a little moved, Shi Dapeng left humming a little song.

Fang Yuhao faintly felt that Shi Dapeng's purpose in entering the world of idealism was not simply out of curiosity, maybe there was something else.

"Whatever...... Everyone has their own little secrets, doesn't they? ”

He began to think about another philosophical question, one that was particularly important to him: Am I still the same me?

My mentality, is it because of the subconscious "high answer" at the beginning, a series of changes have occurred.