I looked at the timer in my hand, there was not much time left, and I shook my head helplessly and said, "Forget it, I can't exchange the spiritual pressure now, let's talk about it later." ”

Bai Ming smiled slightly and said, "Isn't it spiritual pressure?" I'll help you change it, it's a big deal that you can pay me back in the future. With that, she leaned her timer against mine, and I noticed that the time on my timer had grown rapidly, and finally it was 20.

I was slightly stunned and said, "Can this thing still be used like this?" Bai Ming smiled: "That's not true, your timer can't be used, do you see that there is an upgrade button on the side of your timer?" I looked at the timer, and sure enough, there was a small button on the side, which I hadn't noticed until Bai Ming said it, and I didn't notice that there was such a button.

Bai Ming continued: "The upgrade of the timer consumes the number of survival days every time, a total of five levels can be upgraded, and the survival days of each upgrade will increase at a geometric rate, and my day trading system can only be turned on at three levels, and the timers you come to are all level one." ”

I looked at the timer in my hand and said, "Upgrading is useless, and it's a waste of days, it's not worth it." Bai Ming saw my serious expression and said with a smile: "My timer is level three, I don't know what the fourth and fifth levels do, but in this space, there will be a corresponding reward for the effort, and when the timer is upgraded to two levels, you will know the environment and tasks of your next game in advance." Level 3 allows you to open a trading day. ”

I nodded and said thoughtfully: "The second-level timer is very useful, but the third-level day trading system is really not very useful." ”

Bai Ming thought for a while and said: "I can't say it well, I heard Lin Xuejun say that this space used to have a maximum of 13 teams, and the number of rooms was even thousands, at that time, each team would get a variety of items in the game, and in the case of not being able to use it themselves, they would be exchanged for each other in the hall, so at that time, the day trading system was basically a system that everyone must open." ”

I was slightly stunned, Lin Xuejun didn't need to lie to Bai Ming in this regard, so why is there only one team of mine now? In other words, even if Bai Ming is added, there are only two teams, which is indeed a bit unreasonable compared to the dozen teams of nearly 100 people a few decades ago, which can only explain that there were some things that no one knew about after Lin Xuejun was locked up and before I came in.

I shook my head, looked at the time on the timer, and said, "Do you know if anyone has ever been out?" In the past, Lin Xuejun had such a strong team, it should be easy for them to earn enough days to survive, right? ”

Bai Ming sat down beside me and said: "I heard Lin Xuejun say this, in fact, it is not enough to survive to go out, after saving up enough days of survival, you have to apply with the organizer, the organizer will arrange a final test for those who apply, no one knows what the final test is, but some people who have returned to the real world have said that those who have participated in the final test have not really returned to the real world." ”

I was slightly stunned and hurriedly asked, "What did you say?" Can you go back to the real world? Bai Ming nodded and said: "Yes, as long as your mental development reaches the fourth stage, you can return to the real world at a great cost, basically as long as you don't mention the things here in the real world, there will be nothing." ”

I looked down and thought about it, I haven't even touched the first stage of brain development now, and I won't think about going back to the real world for the time being, I tilted my head and said: "The people who participated in the final test have not returned to the real world, I have two guesses, the first is that the organizer is a liar at all, he killed these people secretly, but this may not be big, if the organizer really doesn't want people to go out, just increase the difficulty of the game or increase the number of days required to go out, then the second guess may be very high." , that is, the difficulty of the final test is very high, so high that none of the participants can survive. ”

Bai Ming nodded and said, "Well, this Lin Xuejun told me that he thinks exactly the same as yours. ”

I shook my head and said helplessly: "No matter, these things are too far away from me, I'd better go and exchange the spiritual pressure first." With that, I pressed the button on Bai Ming's bedside and entered the exchange space.

I went straight to the spiritual pressure and chose to redeem it.

After the exchange, I felt my body shiver slightly, and something extremely cold entered my body. Bai Ming followed closely, and said a little angrily: "Spiritual pressure is the energy of the god of death, and if it is exchanged in a daze without a large number of measures, the exchanger will be frozen to death by the extremely low temperature generated by the spiritual pressure. I felt the temperature in my body getting lower and lower, and I turned my head with a cold shiver and asked, "You, you, why didn't you say it earlier, now tell me what to do." Bai Ming's anxious tears were about to fall at this time, and he said helplessly: "You must hold on, the spirit pressure into the body will last for more than two hours, if you can hold on, it will be fine." ”

I clasped my hands around myself, buried my body in a corner of the exchange room, and said weakly, "Really, it's really cold." After saying this, I felt my consciousness slowly blur, and then I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I was actually in a huge theater, I turned my head, I was the only one in the theater, I looked up at the stage, there was a gorgeous chair on the stage, and a middle-aged man was sitting on the chair, and his right hand, there was actually a puppet lying on his stomach. I was slightly stunned and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Who are you?" I clearly saw that the uncle's mouth did not move, but the puppet's mouth opened and closed, and spit out words that almost the same as my voice.

I carefully stood up from my position, looked at the middle-aged uncle and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Who the hell are you?" The puppet's mouth again spat out the same sentence as mine, echoing in the empty theater, and I tried to control myself and asked again, "Who the hell are you, don't say anything else, I'm leaving." ”

Seeing that I was really about to go crazy, the middle-aged uncle got up from his chair and said, "It's hard to enter your consciousness space once, do you want to go back like this?" I was slightly stunned, looked at this big theater, and asked a little curiously: "You say, this is my consciousness space?" ”

The middle-aged uncle stood in front of the chair like this and said with a smile: "No, this is not my complete consciousness space, this theater is the living space that I simulated, and it only occupies a very small part of your consciousness space." ”

I nodded, since this is my consciousness space, then there is nothing to be afraid of, I sat down again in the audience seat below and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The uncle said with a little pride: "I am the power of death living in your consciousness space, in your words, I am your unique slashing knife, you can call me ventriloquist." ”