When Zhao Wen opened his eyes again, he found that the gray area in front of him was obviously not his home.

Zhao Wen first closed his eyes and shook his head, recalled what happened, reopened his eyes, and found that his eyes were still gray, after making sure that it was not a dream, Zhao Wen was a little dazed, a little panicked, a little excited, a little wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"It can't be a kidnapping, because I'm not worth the money, and no one is doing the loss-making business. It can't be a prank, I only have the key to my house, and there is no one else in the house. So..."Thinking of this, Zhao Wen sat up and glanced at the surrounding environment, except for the ash, it was still ash! Immediately, my mind opened up, and I thought, "Could it be chaos, the more I look at it, the more it looks like it." Wowhaha! Chaos, desolation, wait for the favor of this seat! Lingbao will have it, and there will be Arcana Treasure. Zhao Wen infinity kicked Hongjun with his feet, punched Sanqing's heroic posture, and his saliva flowed.

But then an abrupt sentence without any emotion almost scared him to pee.

"Welcome to the reincarnation space!"

……

Looking at the gray stone that appeared in front of him without warning, Zhao Wen's heart seemed to have ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping by, and the transformation from heaven to hell in an instant poured a basin of cold water on his fiery heart.

"How can it be so back, the worst kind of adventure was bumped into by me, if it wasn't for the protagonist, wouldn't it be the death countdown mode." For a while, Zhao Wen felt a little sorry for himself, and when he remembered that he was still a chick, he was even more resentful.

"When you live through the first world, you must spend money to open meat!" Zhao Wen thought firmly. With that determined look, those who don't know may think that he has set a great goal.

To say that Zhao Wen's adaptability is still okay, after his emotions stabilized, he found a problem, "Why is it only me, shouldn't there be a squad?" By the way, and what about veterans? Is it a single-player game? ”

Unable to figure it out, Zhao Wen asked at the gray stone, "Why am I a reincarnation?" What about the others? ”

"There's no one left, just you." A unique mechanical sound came.

"So what is the world I'm going to enter?" What are the tasks? Zhao Wendao.

"There is no world in space yet, and the host needs to build it by itself."

"What's the situation? It's not the right rhythm. Wait, it just said host? "Zhao Wen Sparta," it seems, it seems, it may not be what I imagined." Thinking of this, Zhao Wen's eyes lit up again, and his heart warmed up again.

"Then why am I here? What is this place? What's going on here? Zhao Wen asked several questions in a row.

This time the voice did not sound, but directly shot a light from the gray stone into Zhao Wen's brain, because the transmission of information is not very much, there is no legendary brain bursting, just a few seconds Zhao Wen understands. This also made him completely relieved, and at the same time inexplicably excited.

I learned what happened from Gray Stone, and I really had the intention to plant flowers that didn't bloom, and I didn't intend to plant willows and willows. This place is called "reincarnation space", and the gray gas around it is also chaotic qi as Zhao Wen began to think, which is used to provide the aura needed to build a new world, but it needs spiritual power to assist.

There are three types of worlds constructed: the first is the illusory world, which can only come as a consciousness body and requires the least amount of mental power; The second is a semi-illusory world, which can be real, but like a designed program, every once in a while, it starts again, just like the world of novels and movies; The third type is the real world, where everything is real, and the most mental power is required.

"Then I'm not a creator god, I'm a little excited to think about it!" Zhao Wen was thrilled for a while.

And not only that, the space can also capture the spatial coordinates of wormholes and other independent planes by the way, "Even being a plane businessman, making a fortune is not a dream." But I'm not going to pick up sesame seeds and throw watermelons, it's more attractive to be the creator god. "Zhao Wen is extremely nervous.

After sorting out the information, Zhao Wen looked at the gray stone and said, "I'll give you a name, how about it?" ”

"Yes." The tone is still as calm as ever.

"Just call Zhao Fu, and then replace your voice with an old voice, and bring some emotional fluctuations, is this okay?"

"As you wish, Lord Host!" This time, it was no longer the mechanical voice that answered Zhao Wen, but an old voice, a little humble and like a spring breeze.

"It sounds so much more comfortable. So what can I do now under my authority? Zhao Wen said with anticipation.

"There are no permission restrictions, the host can do whatever he wants, provided that the space can do it, and the host has enough mental power."

"So dazzling, then how much mental power do I have now? Well, bring up my status and see. ”

As soon as Zhao Wen's words fell, the gray stone in front of him turned into a square mirror without a frame, which displayed a series of parameters:

Host: Zhao Wen

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Strength: 7 (10)

Dexterity: 8 (10)

Constitution: 8 (10)

Spirit: 12 (10)

Exercises: None

Skill: None

Remaining Stamina: 1000 (Level 1)

……

"Sure enough, the spiritual power should be graded?" Zhao Wen looked like he didn't expect, and then asked, "Is the world you built also graded?" Do you also need different levels of mental power to build different levels of worlds? ”

"Yes, the host is wise." Zhao Fu slapped a small sycophant.

"Then what's the use of me building the world?" Zhao Wen suddenly thought of this question.

"Break the bottleneck. For example, if you build a second-level world, then you can quickly break through to the second-level peak, but because you haven't built a third-level world, then you can break through the third-level like others, and break through on your own. But the world must be built in the second and third ways. Zhao Fu explained.

"Breaking through bottlenecks doesn't seem to necessarily have anything to do with building the world." Zhao Wen said unwillingly.

"It's the creator of the space, and I can't help it."

"I admit it, so how do I cultivate? Where do I get the exercises, and can I exchange them for spiritual points? ”

"There is no practice in space, and the host needs to find it by himself, in another world, a constructed world, or even the real world." Zhao Fu said curtly.

"Then how can there be a marrow cleansing pill, a big return pill or something?" Zhao Wen began to have a toothache.

"Nope."

"What kind of magic weapon, Divine Soldier?"

"Self-reliance, hard work is..."

"No wonder there is no permission restriction, it turns out to be a three-no product. Contentment, contentment, we are not greedy. Zhao Wen comforted himself over and over again.

"But finding a way to earn spiritual power is the king, and it's too slow for me to do it alone. Looks like I'm going to get over an addiction to the Lord God. Hey, hey, hey... Whoever let me almost scare my pee at the beginning, and don't let others taste it, then I won't suffer very much, and I will do to others what I don't want. ”

Sweat!

I didn't think about others when this guy got the benefits, and his consciousness needs to be improved.