After a few roars, the rain poured down.

Du Wei sat on his knees in the valley, his left hand pressed against the black cat Althea, and his right hand pressed against the lantern that flickered with a faint candlelight.

The rain slid down his forehead, soaking his clothes in several streams.

Du Wei's eyes were hollow, and he couldn't see a trace of life, as if he was a walking corpse.

He withdrew his left hand, which was pressed against the black cat Althea, and pulled out a key-shaped wooden carving from the clothes on his chest and placed it under the rock wall.

This is a silver key substitute carved out at the request of the black cat Althea.

However, it is enough to open the truth channel that connects the two three-dimensional worlds.

He muttered strange words.

The silhouette of the human figure under the white veil in the dream came to Du Wei's mind.

Began to respond to him with the same eerie voice.

Du Wei's body trembled slightly at first.

With an eerie and inexplicable sound echoing through the valley.

The magnitude of the shaking also began to become more violent.

The onlookers only felt that the world was spinning.

It was as if something had gotten into their heads.

Some wailed in pain, others knelt on the ground and hugged their heads and wept.

The breeze blew through without causing any effect on the dead objects around it.

But he easily pushed everyone away dozens of meters away.

The black clouds overhead slowly gathered over the valley, and it was as if there was an eye on everyone present.

Du Wei still murmured, never stopping.

Knowledge that cannot be understood is transformed into energy and converges around Du Wei.

The people on the periphery moved away from the center of the storm, and their consciousness slowly cleared up.

They were soaked in cold sweat and rain, and they didn't dare to come any closer.

Du Wei bears a huge amount of knowledge alone.

Just when he was about to lose his mind and be devoured.

Finally solved the summoning technique.

Black gas oozed from the cracks in the rock wall in front of him, converging on the Tree of Truth pattern painted with goblin blood.

After a while, a crack broke through the torso of the Tree of Truth.

Wisps of black gas overflowed, as if something was about to break through the stone wall and gush out.

The spilling black gas rapidly expanded, forming an arch.

"Boom! Rumble! "A loud knock came from the inside.

And the earth trembled.

There is even rubble rolling down the rock wall.

But all of them avoided the whispered Du Wei.

Du Wei was not distracted.

Still muttering strange and inexplicable words.

He didn't stop until the arch slowly opened a gap.

The pouring rain stopped suddenly.

The dark clouds that had just been lifeless on the valley suddenly dispersed.

The obscured sun once again regained air supremacy and shone on the land.

Only the black gas slowly overflowing from the crack in the door reminded Du Wei that everything was not an illusion.

It's a little scary to think about it now.

The black cat Althea hadn't even told him that he needed to endure such power.

And he also needs to personally carry out the final step of the surgical analysis.

Fortunately, Du Wei has been studying secret art for 20 years.

Otherwise, with the knowledge of his previous life, he would not be able to open the passage at all.

The result is inevitably to be swallowed up by the knowledge that bears the imprint of truth.

The stone walls shook, and the arches slowly opened.

The inside was as dark as an abyss, and a pair of large white hands pushed the door completely open to both sides.

The boulder rubbed against the soil layer on the ground and brought a burst of dust, and the loud rumbling sound caught Du Wei's attention.

Du Wei stood up and stared at the black mist inside the door.

I saw two spots of scarlet inside, and a heroic blonde man walked out of the black mist.

He was dressed in leather armor and carried a wooden bow.

This is the first player.

When Du Wei focused his gaze on the blonde man, a holographic projection interface that only he could see appeared next to the latter:

Nickname: Turbo Duck

Gender: Male

Rank: The Beginner

SAN value: 100%

This interface is extremely familiar to Du Wei.

It was the RPG interface he created in his last life as an indie game producer.

Now it's a bridge between the two worlds.

Let the humans of the earth project their own spirits into this world.

The SAN value shown at this stage is only a pseudo value.

Even the impact of zeroing is within the reach of most humans.

The Turbo Duck looks like a real person.

is that the face is more delicate and handsome.

It's somewhere between a two-dimensional paper man and a real person.

The skin is smooth and translucent, and the pores are extremely small.

It's super cute to go out in women's clothes.

It's not as sloppy as the rough men behind Du Wei.

"Are they really not going to die?"

Du Wei was a little unsure, and softly confirmed with the black cat Althea beside him.

"Didn't I tell you everything, these people are just transferring part of their spiritual will."

"Even death doesn't matter, only when the pseudo-SAN value shown in their status bar reaches zero, will they go insane for a short time, causing ontological malaise."

"But this kind of damage can be slowly recovered over time."

"After you accumulate enough energy, you can also directly purify their spiritual pollution."

As Dewey requested, Althea did not speak in front of the player, but communicated with him through mental thoughts.

"Then don't I have a veritable army of immortals." Du Wei clenched his hands into fists.

The sloppy eyes slightly condensed a glimmer of light, and his heart was excited.

The first blonde man to come out of the door, Turbo Duck, was standing in place and jumping sideways repeatedly.

And waved his limbs sharply, "This game has a high degree of restoration, and it's the same as in the promotional CG." ”

Several people walked out of him one after another.

I heard Turbo Duck say that this game has a high degree of restoration.

A player with the nickname Orphan of the Fog and a giant wooden sword on his shoulders hurriedly ripped open his pants and looked down.

"Beep——! It's another false propaganda online game that can't take off its underwear. "That's it.

The Fog Orphan put on his pants and walked straight to Du Wei with an expression that the whole world owed him five million.

Follow Dewey's instructions.

Black Cat has designed an anti-harmony system.

There are a few restrictions on player behavior.

The kind of game content that can only be played by adults does not exist here.

All players' underwear is worn on the body and can only be removed when it is convenient for them.

If an inappropriate thought arises in your head.

The underwear will be forced back on, regardless of whether or not it is convenient for the player.

Even uncivilized language will be harmonized, and others can only hear a "beep".

Du Wei, who had recovered from the small excitement just now, looked up at the player in front of him.

The other party stared at him with a pair of dead fish eyes.

I don't know and think that the SAN value of this product has reached a critical point, and I'm about to go crazy.

Du Wei confirmed again.

As a result, on the other party's interface, I saw the word that the SAN value was 50%.

Depend on! It turned out not to be an illusion, what was going on.

"I ......" Du Wei was about to open his mouth when he was interrupted by the orphan of the fog, "Du Ge Victor, with an English name but a Chinese face, black hair and black eyes, what does the designer think, your father is green?" ”

This sentence choked Du Wei with an old breath and almost didn't catch his breath.

Since he was a child, Du Wei has been annoyed by others talking about his appearance.

Especially those half-brothers who were jealous of his handsome appearance.

Du Wei's mother was Oriental, and her appearance mostly followed her characteristics.

That's why this happens.

Or maybe it's influenced by the previous life.

The genes were engraved in his soul and came with him to this world, making him handsome.