When he saw this form, Fang Yuhao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "I didn't dare to click on it before......"

"This pit forcing system actually puts the prompt at the front to scare people."

At the top of the list is the Level-3 world in your mind, which you can enter without paying for faith fragments.

[Unknown world, level Level-3, entering this idealistic world does not require the consumption of faith fragments]

The second is the dream world of the turtle, which requires 1.1 faith fragments. There are two other worlds, one is its own small world origin bead; The other is the idealistic world in Zhang Lin's mind, which has been completely shattered and can no longer be entered.

[No. GB4-FD3-RRK, ultra-small idealistic world, level level-2, physics rules: extremely simple.] 】

[Order Level: Neutral; World Will: None; Spiritual Level: Inferior]

[Note: The physical rules of this world are too simple to survive life in any sense for a long time.] 】

[Given that you have already entered this world, it will cost 1.1 Faith Fragments to re-enter.] 】

"There's so much more to come...... I think the cabin must have been numbered like this. ”

"It turns out that the cost of faith fragments that re-enter will be lower." Fang Yuhao was thoughtful.

Looking at other idealistic worlds that have never been entered, there are as few as a dozen fragments of belief as possible, and as many as thousands or hundreds, and I don't know what standard it is measured by.

Touching the white turtle lightly with his fingers, he noticed that the physical proximity did not change the number 1.1.

Anyway, 1.1 is still affordable.

No more thoughts, "Enter!" ”

A tight feeling of suffocation, coming through my head.

When he recovered, he found himself in the familiar cabin.

This time, there were no tasks, and there were no military people, so they played casually on their own.

Fang Yuhao quickly put on his ancient costumes.

"Why are you so slow, what are you doing out there?" Shi Dapeng complained.

Fang Yuhao looked around and explained: "Isn't it unskilled...... I'm thinking about a question, what if a woman comes in and is slippery? ”

"What are you thinking? Of course, the ladies come first, and when they are dressed, we will come in. And isn't there a compartment there? Do you still want to take advantage? ”

"Oh, and, don't fall asleep here...... As soon as you fall asleep here, you will be bounced back to reality. ”

So amazing?

Sleeping here will return to the real world, which can't help but remind Fang Yuhao of the story of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly".

"What state are we in now? Soul state? He asked again.

"How do I know......" Shi Dapeng shook his head: "Sometimes it is said that it is the physical subconscious, and sometimes it is said that it is a mixture of soul, spirit and material rules...... Who knows, it is estimated that there is just such a one, and Dr. Jin will not be able to do it well in his lifetime. ”

Fang Yuhao fumbled casually in the cabin.

On the upper right are several large cabinets containing clothes, various strange props, and cold weapons.

In a corner on the upper left, there is the loot of their last exploration: a pile of gold and silver treasures, bottles and cans. There was also a half-split head, staring at the eyes, which looked strange.

The rules of this small world are not enough to support the existence of microorganisms, so this skull will be permanently solidified and will not decay.

Looking outside, the phantom of the dragon turtle was still sleeping, just floating quietly in the eternal ocean.

The little turtle in the real world turned into a giant dragon turtle here!

This world is so crazy that Fang Yuhao simply doesn't know how to describe it.

"Perhaps, one of my random dreams will become an omnipotent god in a certain world."

"Why is this happening? Turtle ......"

"Can you stop asking...... Maybe that's its dream, and a turtle has a dream! It just wants to be so big, but it's just a phantom, otherwise it's even more fun. Shi Dapeng began to play his own Void Creation Game again.

A shiny sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

This time, it was maintained for quite some time, and this is actually a manifestation of willpower improvement.

Shi Dapeng's talent is full of energy and recovers very quickly, which is something that others can't envy. Moreover, this kind of void creation requires mental concentration, which can exercise the will to a certain extent.

However, the feeling of being seriously overdrawn was not good, Fang Yuhao was self-aware, but he didn't have so much faith to waste, he tried to climb out of the window and climb outside to take a look.

"It's dangerous out there, and you need to keep consuming faith to maintain your physical state. Don't play yourself to death. ”

"Got it, got it!"

Fang Yuhao leaned against the window, trying to stretch out one foot, and suddenly, he felt a faint sense of weightlessness.

In the eternal ocean, there are no rules in any sense, and of course there is no gravity, everything needs to be created by itself.

He soon found that the foot he was stretching out began to expand rapidly, and within a few seconds, it swelled up in a circle, and he didn't even feel any pain!

This strange scene frightened him and quickly shrank back.

The foot slowly recovered, and then there was a piercing pain.

"It seems that even the phenomenon of pain needs 'rules' to maintain."

"So, how should rules be established?"

People have always longed for more freedom, and now it's okay, and this freedom is almost boundless. As long as it is logically self-consistent, matter can exist.

Fang Yuhao was a little at a loss, he felt that his wisdom could not carry this kind of freedom.

"You need to use your subconscious mind to fight against this irregularity. The subconscious mind is the sum of the knowledge in your head as well as your personal instincts. You need to have a complete understanding of the causes of pain in order to feel pain on the outside. ”

“…… The specific explanation is complicated, and I won't anyway. Shi Dapeng said, "Anyway, the richer the knowledge, the more realistic the things that are built, this is a certainty." ”

Fang Yuhao nodded thoughtfully.

The small world in one's own hands is the subconscious transformation of 100,000 people, and the total amount of knowledge of one person cannot be compared with that of 100,000 people.

"So, the world of the tomb is more realistic than this cabin...... I don't need to set it up myself. ”

In fact, these days, whenever he has free time, he is using his mind to transform his world. Although the completion speed is very slow, I finally have a better understanding of these strange rules.

However, there are more unsolved mysteries.

"I don't know what happened to the exploration of a medium-sized idealistic world." Shi Dapeng sighed.

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with the two of us."

Fang Yuhao looked out the window a little confused, the world of idealism is too complicated, too complicated to imagine.

People's subconscious, fantasies, dreams, and memories are all mixed together, forming one burning mystery after another.

It is no wonder that the efforts of several generations to explore this world have only taken the first step. Even, because of the ultra-high complexity and the lack of key talents, the exploration slowly stopped.

"This is God's realm."