It's like a violent feeling, and it's very uncomfortable.

Song Ziyu was very puzzled, didn't he close his eyes when he didn't fuck? Why do you feel like you've slept for a long, long time?

What's wrong......

Suddenly, Song Ziyu found that the bed he was sleeping on seemed to be softer than just now!

That's right!

The bed seems to have changed.

The hard bed in the room was as stumbling as a coffin board, but under him was a soft bed.

Then Song Ziyu found that the space he was staying in was wrong!

The enclosed underground space is gone, replaced by a ruined mud house.

There are no walls on the north and south sides of the house, and the only ceiling is the bombed scene.

In such an environment, it can be regarded as not sleeping.

However, the big difference from the underground world is that the blue sky and white clouds come straight to you, and the blue sea in the distance comes into view.

"Where is this?"

Song Ziyu was surprised.

At this time, I kicked myself again!

Song Ziyu instinctively wanted to dodge, but couldn't do it!

Damn it......

Song Ziyu suddenly felt that his movements and reactions were much slower than before.

This kick kicked firmly on his body, and Song Ziyu kicked him and rolled out of bed.

Pain came from the chest.

It hurts!

The pain of drilling the heart, I'm afraid it's not the ribs that are kicked.

"Get up, you're still stunned what to do."

A pleasant voice came, and Song Ziyu looked up, it was the guy who kicked himself!

It was a woman dressed in a gilli bapu costume, wrapped tightly in a fundamental-colored burqa robe, turban, and a face mask, with only a pair of talking eyes staring at her.

"Who are you? What are you kicking me for?"

Song Ziyu rubbed his uncomfortably painful chest, and then protested at the woman.

At this time, Song Ziyu noticed that the woman dressed as a thug in front of her was carrying a new AK rifle in her hand.

"Song Ziyu, have you lost your memory?"

The woman lifted her mask to reveal her face, and it was Lynn.

Said it was Lin, it was just her looks, because compared to the pale and weak little girl in the infirmary, the woman in front of her was full of a dangerous feeling.

Song Ziyu actually had an illusion in a trance that he was not facing a person, but a beast.

"Lynn, how did you become like this? If I run into you, I won't dare to sit in the same car as you, I'm afraid you will carry *** with you."

Song Ziyu was terrified.

The woman in front of her was murderous, like a terrorist.

"Do you think you're still in the real world?"

A mocking smile appeared on Lynn's face.

Song Ziyu stood up and touched his body, then looked around in surprise and said, "So, I'm entering the metaverse?"

The voice has not fallen!

Suddenly, there was a whimpering, low whistling sound overhead.

The moment you hear it!

Lynn's expression changed!

"The missiles are coming, run!" Lin reminded Song Ziyu that she sprang out like a civet cat and quickly disappeared in place.

It's so fast......

Song Ziyu was surprised, when did this weak little girl become so powerful?

Before I could react, the world was spinning around!

Thundered!

The explosion occurred just a few meters away from him!

A cruise missile made a large arc in the air with a ballistic trajectory that was almost demonic, and then hit a building not far from itself.

Explosions!

The building was blasted in an instant!

A terrifying shock wave surged towards this side with a wave of air, and along with it, there were also overwhelming stones and steel bars.

Song Ziyu was terrified!

The warning signs of death are full!

In this case, instinctively told himself that he had to avoid it in order to save his life, but when Song Ziyu moved, he found that his movements were outrageously slow.

It's too slow.

Although I gave the order to avoid it with a very clear mind, I couldn't do it physically.

At this time, Song Ziyu realized a problem...... The physical strength that I was proud of in the real world is gone.

Rumble!

Before Song Ziyu could think more, the wave of qi swept in, and Song Ziyu lost consciousness on the spot.

When Song Ziyu woke up in the next second, he found that he was already lying in the cold underground world, and the black-faced man Murphy was staring at him.

Song Ziyu, who was sore all over, took off his helmet, and then grinned in pain.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?"

Song Ziyu was surprised.

Lin on the side also woke up leisurely at this time, and then looked at Song Ziyu and said with a contemptuous expression: "You were killed by a missile, and it was less than two minutes since your consciousness was dropped, I really don't know if it's good to say that you are unlucky or stupid."

"Did I die just like that?"

Song Ziyu recalled the last picture in his memory, remembering that he was swept away by the air wave brought by the missile that exploded at close range, if it was correct, he was killed by the shock of the air wave and the splashing stone.

It must be so!

The speed of the stone in the center of the explosion is comparable to that of a bullet, and the mass and impact force are not comparable to that of a bullet.

"I see...... This metaverse is too fucking scary, I just went in and gave me a rocket, grandma's."

Song Ziyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then scolded.

But at this time, Murphy smiled and said, "Should I say it or not, your body is really strong, death doesn't seem to have much effect on you, and you wake up without any negative effects of feedback, which is really rare."

Lin on the side was not happy when she heard this, and immediately retorted, "Please, this fool was killed directly by the missile, how can he react? Even if he wanted to react, he couldn't do it."

"It can't be said that the soul is instinctively afraid of death."

Murphy corrected.

Just when the two were still arguing, Song Ziyu took a deep breath and put on the helmet again.

"What are you going to do?"

Murphy and Lynn were shocked when they saw this.

Song Ziyu licked her lips and said, "What to do? Of course, I'm going back and experiencing it again. Lao Tzu was killed by a rocket as soon as he entered, and Mao didn't have any game experience, which is not good."

To be honest, the instant death just now brought a very unhappy feeling to Song Ziyu, and Song Ziyu felt as if he was offended.

Grandma's!

Don't I want to lose face?

Song Ziyu decided to go back to the field immediately.

But his behavior was stopped by Murphy and Lynn on the spot.

"No, you just died, you can't cross immediately, or ......."

Murphy stopped talking.

"What else would have happened?" Song Ziyu asked.

"You're going to be overwhelmed." Murphy explained, "Generally speaking, people who die in the metaverse return to the real world and have to rest for a while to recover, so I suggest you take a break."

"Slowing down? Do you think I look like someone who needs to take it easy?"

Song Ziyu didn't appreciate it at all, and directly put on the virtual helmet of the metaverse.