"I didn't expect it, the third person I'm going to fight against today." After Zhou Zeyu saw Bai Bing, he raised his hand and greeted him easily, "Your progress is also very fast, you got the certification of an F ability person in less than a month after you came in, and I haven't gotten it for so many years." ”

"Brother Zhou wants to enter Shangjiang City?"

"What happened recently in Yanjiang City reminds me of the past." Zhou Zeyu looked at the black smoke that was no longer rising in the distance, "I want to stay a little farther away from the Shangjiang settlement." If you have the opportunity, you will naturally enter Shangjiang City, and if you don't have it, just go farther. ”

"I can get it." Bing Shijue nodded.

"It's not good to betray your family and acquaintances, and you will want to go farther." Zhou Zeyu misunderstood Bing Shijue's words, "But entering the Holy Landing District is the best decision, just like the injury you just had, it won't heal for a few months in Yanjiang City." ”

"Yes......" Bing Shijue could only nod, he was worried that he would expose himself by saying too much, and the protective shield like water waves around him began to rise.

"A little reminder to you, I'm barely your guide." Zhou Zeyu was different from the previous two, but instead sat on the ground and closed his eyes, "The way the transmitter fights is in the brain. ”

"Thanks for the reminder." As soon as Bing Shijue's words fell, he felt a slime-like divine thought emanating from Zhou Zeyu's mind, and then wrapped himself. The world in front of me also began to change in the creep, countless small plastic toys grew on the ground, children appeared out of thin air in the churning of dust, and some teachers in simple clothes watched these children playing from a distance, their faces full of love and concern with a sense of tiredness.

"This is kindergarten?" Bing Shijue found that he seemed to have become a teacher here, and some children would pass by, greet him in a milky voice, or bow very poorly. Moreover, in the perception of divine thoughts, the sand on the ground, the rubber playground, and the presence of children are all concrete and palpable.

"Hallucinations?" Bing Shijue looked at his hand and subconsciously looked at the full-length mirror in the distance. In that mirror, he is still the appearance after camouflage, and he is a completely different "white ice" from his original appearance.

"Probably understood." Bing Shijue is a writer who has written all kinds of novels, and after a simple thought, his thoughts flood everywhere like a tide. The world in his mind was clearer, but there were more problems.

"Only this kindergarten is real, and outside the gate, a lot of things are blurred." In Bing Shijue's perception, it was a pitch-black world, with a kindergarten suspended in the center. Some of the streets, or houses, are very hazy and broken.

"So, the Transmitter is fighting in this way?" As Bing Shijue stepped forward and was about to walk out of the door, several of the children next to him suddenly began to cry and began to clutch at his trouser legs. Douda's tears wet the children's sleeves, and the children wept in embarrassment, wiping them indiscriminately.

"I knew it was a hallucination...... And that's true. Bing Shijue was not ruthless enough to directly deal with these "children", but just raised his hand, let these children levitate in the air, and controlled them to float to other teachers and those toys. Anyway, it was a virtual world, and he didn't have to worry about the consequences of these teachers' surprised faces.

Outside of the hallucination, Zhou Zeyu opened his eyes sweating profusely, originally planned to create an illusion to immerse Bai Bing, and then pulled out his dagger himself and symbolically stabbed him in the chest to tell the referee that the game was over. But he didn't expect that at the moment when Shen Nian tried to envelop Bing Shijue, he felt like he was facing a stormy sea, which was not enough to completely drag him into the illusion.

In desperation, only a simple scene can be created. But the characters in this scene can't be controlled because of the consumption just now.

"Not being able to control it completely means he can use his own powers." Zhou Zeyu struggled to stand up, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and approached Bai Bing, who was standing still, "The scene in the kindergarten is not big, you have to hurry." ”

"So that's how the Transmitter fights." Zhou Zeyu gasped, when there was still a meter away from Bing Shijue, Bing Shijue opened his eyes and noticed Zhou Zeyu who was sighing, with a flick of his fingers, the dagger detached from his palm and fell to the ground, "Let me see a magical scene." ”

"I thought you'd be curious because of my reminder." Zhou Zeyu knew that at such a close distance, it was impossible for him to fight with a controller, so he could only raise his hand and surrender. Wait for the protective cover to fall. This time, there was boos from the audience. The battle between the two on the spiritual level is really not spectacle, just one walking, one standing, and then it ends.

"I'm curious, but I've noticed a small problem with your hallucinations." Bing Shijue stretched out his finger.

"What?"

"There are no clocks, and in order to cultivate children's time awareness and self-consciousness, teachers will also be reminded to control the time for each activity, so there will be many large and small clocks." Bing Shijue said, "But you don't have it in your hallucination, is it because the time in the hallucination is different from the outside world?" ”

"Yes, the illusion I create is actually very shaky, and the more details there are, the more likely it is to have problems." Zhou Zeyu squatted down, picked up the dagger and stuffed it back into the scabbard, "And the passage of time will change between 1-2 times, so I won't set the clock at all." ”

"I've learned a lot." Bing Shijue nodded, today's three battles also made him more and more aware of how the three abilities in the picnic area fought, but bigger problems also appeared. But there must be a reason for everything that arises, what exactly did they have to face in the picnic area, and evolved such combat skills?

With such a question, Bing Shijue and Zhou Zeyu waved goodbye, and after listening to Ding Leyou announce that he had won the competition on the first day, he simply returned to his temporary room and began to sort out all the information he learned that day.

"Those who rely on their bodies to fight are called warriors, and they are not imaginary brute force people." Bing Shijue still shuddered a little when he recalled the strong man who controlled the position of the muscles. "If I lack my mind, or if my body is weaker, I will be directly killed."

"The Controller's battles are much more complicated, and all kinds of items will be used." Bing Shijue thought about the poisonous gas that diffused around him, "In the future, it's better to just pretend that you can be immune to toxicity, otherwise it will be impossible to perform according to the reaction that the other party expects." ”

"Finally, there is the transmitter, who seems to be able to not only transmit information, but also create illusions." Bing Shijue closed his eyes randomly, and his consciousness began to dive, as if floating aimlessly in the empty universe.

After a while, Bing Shijue felt that there seemed to be a faint light in the distance, like a small starlight. With a thought in his mind, he hurried to the location of the starlight.

“…… This...... A little far, or a little small? "After a few minutes of somatosensory flight, the light in the distance is still so faint, and the surroundings are still so dim. This made Bing Shijue feel a little dazed.

"After all, I don't even know what kind of space this is." Bing Shijue smiled bitterly and looked around. Entering this place by yourself is like sleeping on a regular basis, and you will come naturally and relaxed. And I also vaguely feel that as long as I want, I can return to my normal state immediately.

"Let's tentatively say that it is the sea of knowledge." Thinking of this, Bing Shijue suddenly heard the sound of surging water, and this sound of water came from the darkness around him.

"According to Zhou Zeyu's previous statement, it should be possible to change according to personal wishes." Bing Shijue thought about it sideways, and in an instant, a huge riverside city suddenly appeared in front of Bing Shijue. The towering black towers, as well as the flooding shields, and the houses are clearly visible.

"Hmm...... It's kind of like the thinking palace training I did in college before. Bing Shijue nodded, although the city was completely empty, with no vehicles and no living people. But it can be used as a basic reference. Let him find his way.

"It's more like pure lewdness." The ice began to rise into the air, and the city beneath its feet became smaller and smaller. He could also see that the city along the river was suspended in the dark world, and only the city still emitted a little light. And the point of light in the distance is always extremely far away.

"Add some details." In a flash, countless green plants grew out of the darkness, and the streets that existed in his memory began to stretch out of the city's periphery, and the tents he saw and the many buildings in the security zone grew rapidly. Cars began to gallop through the city, and translucent figures walked the streets.

"This is probably the world of illusions...... Well? Bing Shijue, who was suspended in the air admiring his work, suddenly turned black, and his head began to ache as if he had been pricked by a needle, and when he opened his eyes again, he returned to his bed. The nosebleed was unstoppably flowing from the nasal cavity and had spread over an area the size of a pillow.

"Oops...... The consumption is too great. Bing Shijue suddenly felt dizzy, his scalp was as painful and hot as someone poured hot water, and the loss of his mind made him unable to maintain a sitting posture at all, and his body was crooked, and he collapsed from the bed.

“…… Open...... Fenestration ...... Maximum area. Bing Shijue spit out a few words from his mouth with difficulty, because the collapse of his body made the nosebleed come out of his mouth, and the smell of iron and the change in the original quality of his body made the platelets coagulate rapidly, which made his throat feel as uncomfortable as if it was blocked by spikes.

Fortunately, the house began to change shape amid Bing Shijue's shout, and the walls began to fold, allowing the bright moonlight to shine into the room and onto Bing Shijue's body. It's just that in this situation, Bing Shijue feels that it must not be romantic.

“…… And it worked. After the mercury-like moonlight splashed on Bing Shijue's body, the burning sensation in his mind disappeared little by little, and the weakness of his body was also relieved, and the originally painful brain also felt that there was some cool water turbulence, which made him feel much more comfortable, "The moonlight itself is the reflection of the sun's rays, and I can absorb the sun's rays, so the moonlight is also okay...... But it didn't work that well. ”

"Wait...... Moonlight? It's night? Bing Shijue saw the disc hanging high in the sky and realized that it was almost afternoon when he finished the game, but he had just come to his own sea of consciousness and flew a little distance, built a city, and went directly to the evening.

"It's no wonder that Zhou Zeyu didn't place the clock before." Bing Shijue lay on the ground, feeling the slow recovery speed, "...... That's right, turn on the lights! ”

At the sound of an order, all the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and the dazzling light made Bing Shijue subconsciously close his eyes, but when these lights shone on his body surface, the energy originally consumed began to recover little by little.

"Sure enough, my guess was right." With this extremely faint but endless energy, Bing Shijue laboriously took off his blood-stained clothes, lay naked in the room, and closed the windows, lest others see him so weirdly lying on the ground.

"I can really photosynthesize." Thinking of this, Bing Shijue couldn't help laughing, "But it's also convenient, where there is light, it can be converted into energy." ”

"But let's go and soak up the sun tomorrow morning." Bing Shijue, bathed in the light, was finally able to stand up and throw his clothes directly into the washing machine in the room, "just to dry his clothes." ”