It's the first day of the seventh month, the fourteenth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar.

Towards the middle of the month, the moon also tends to be full, and tonight it is cloudless, and the moonlight casts into the room, smearing a layer of hoarfrost on the room, making the night like day, and everything seems very reasonable.

But what is unreasonable is that the moonlight sprinkled all over Wang Yu's body.

The wall against which Wang Yu was leaning was facing the window, and a few minutes ago, the moonlight had passed through the window, and it could only shine on the wooden table under the window, and the rest of the place was still pitch black.

Therefore, Wang Yu still has to use the moonlight to see the bottles and cans on the table.

That's why he had to fumble to find the phone next to his pillow.

However, in just a few minutes, no, to be precise, in the only ten seconds that he looked down and thought, the range of moonlight spread from the table to the entire room.

And the brightness is obviously more than a notch higher, if it weren't for his myopia, he feels like he can see every corner of the room clearly!

Just when Wang Yu was still dazed for the moonlight, a mechanical voice without any emotional fluctuations suddenly came to his ears:

"Congratulations on being selected by the Spirit Domain, qualified to become an apost of the Spirit Domain, and walk the world on behalf of the Spirit Domain!"

"Please give your spirit domain a name."

The next moment, a translucent panel appeared in front of his eyes, and some words were written on the panel:

[Name: Unnamed (please name)]

[Class: Dao Tong (inactive)]

[Rating: 0(0%)]

[Skill: None]

[Morality: 0] (Don't let your morality fall below 0.) You still have to choose before, and you have to be a good person in the future)

Listening to the words in his ear and looking at the translucent panel in front of him, which was similar to a character attribute page, Wang Yu frowned again.

If it had been in the past, such a system-like thing suddenly appeared, and he would have jumped three meters high with excitement.

But after experiencing the baptism of weird dreams these days, this thing only appeared under the illumination of this weird moonlight, which made Wang Yu wonder if this thing was a change in the dream.

"Please name your Spirit Domain!" The mechanical voice sounded in Wang Yu's ears again, interrupting his thoughts.

Now it's people who are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, and this thing that I don't know what it has settled on me, and I can only take one step at a time.

Wang Yu held this idea and opened his mouth to report his name: "Wang Yu." ”

"Don't use your real name." A mechanical voice warned.

Well? Don't let you use your real name yet? Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then spoke again: "Hongjun Dao Ancestor." ”

Since his profession is a Taoist boy, that is, a Taoist priest, he must be matched with the name of the most fierce Taoist ancestor!

"Are you sure you want to use that name?" The mechanical voice waited for a while before it sounded slowly, as if it was also stunned for a moment.

Obviously there was no emotion, and there was no mechanical voice with any emotional fluctuations, but at this moment, Wang Yu felt a little flustered.

"Not sure......" Wang Yu replied embarrassedly, this voice asked so, and it was clear that he didn't want to use such a crazy and cool name to blow up the sky.

If you have to use it yourself......

It feels like you're going to die a terrible death......

"Please rename."

Wang Yu felt that the voice was obviously relieved.

"Otherwise, let's call the big orange the most important." As a lover of big oranges, it is necessary to focus on "big oranges".

"Naming successfully!"

"Trialist Big Orange is the most important, you are about to open the Spirit Realm Personal Survival Dungeon, and you will enter in fifteen minutes. Complete the main quest to obtain apostle status and activate the class. ”

As soon as the voice in his ears was finished, the translucent page in front of Wang Yu's eyes changed:

[Spiritland: Personal Survival Dungeon Selection......]

[Spiritual Realm: Personal Survival Dungeon Selection Completed!] ]

[Spiritual Domain, Personal Survival Dungeon, Treasure River Abandoned Subway has been opened!] ]

[Background of the copy: In the early nineties of the last century, the city of Songjiang began to build a subway.] Metro Line 1 was built somewhere in the Baohe River, and the construction team dug up a certain existence sleeping underground.

That night, all thirteen workers who had been involved in the construction during the day died, becoming the slaves of that being.

The Songjiang authorities investigated for several days without results, and invited senior monks to practice in Longyan Temple, and closed the subway here, and built a detour. ]

[Quest Type: Single Death]

[Dungeon Difficulty: Infernary]

[Main Quest: Survive for 6 hours and complete the next quest]

[Note: Hell difficulty is the highest difficulty of the Spirit Realm dungeon, please make full use of the preparation time and prepare for it.] Otherwise, you will really die~]

[Countdown: 14:21]

Wang Yu saw the translucent page from beginning to end, watching the countdown number change little by little, he rubbed his swollen temples, and felt that his head was big.

It's really a wave of unsettled waves, the weird dreams haven't been solved, and there is an even weirder spiritual realm, which doesn't give people a way to live!

Compared to this terrible spiritual realm copy, Wang Yu now feels that the dream that has made him die I don't know how many times is so amiable, gentle and kind!

But things are already like this, I'm afraid it's too late for me to retreat now, and the top priority is to think about how to survive in this so-called spiritual dungeon for six hours.

Wang Yu stared at the background introduction of the dungeon, his eyes wandering back and forth between "the existence sleeping underground" and "slave".

Buried in the ground, you can turn people into your own slaves, isn't this a zombie?

In other words, the boss he faced this time was a zombie, and his task was to survive the pursuit of a big zombie and a group of small zombies.

Wang Yu looked at his legs, and thought of the tireless nature of zombies, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, feeling that he was dead.

"However, since it is a copy of the apostle qualification, although it is a hell difficulty, it is definitely not a certain death, after all, the purpose of the spirit domain is to use the copy to select the right apostle, not to kill people."

"Since it is not certain to die, then, the level of this zombie should not be too high. After all, the people involved in this dungeon are all ordinary people, and the level of zombies is too high, and ordinary people are dead. ”

"So, this boss should be able to be killed by ordinary people, but it will be difficult."

Wang Yu muttered in his mouth, and his brain was also spinning rapidly.

The things that ordinary people can come into contact with and can deal with zombies are nothing more than glutinous rice, black dog blood, black donkey hooves, rooster blood and the like.

But now in the middle of the night, there is no place to get these things like black dog blood, and besides, I only have ten minutes left, and I am about to enter the spiritual realm, so it is too late.

The only thing that can be counted on is glutinous rice.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu hurriedly turned over and got out of bed, and went straight to the kitchen in slippers.

When he came to the kitchen, he fumbled and turned on the light, and after some searching, he finally found a rice bucket under the stove.

There's no way, he's staying at his uncle's house now, and he hasn't been here for long, what is in the kitchen, where to put it, he really has a black eye.

Squatting down and opening the rice bucket, he stretched out his hand to take out the rice in the rice bucket into his pocket, and suddenly reacted again, no, what he usually eats is rice, and the rice bucket should be rice instead of glutinous rice.

Rice and glutinous rice are completely different, and if you make a mistake, you will die!

Wang Yu hurriedly closed the rice bucket again, stood up and continued to rummage.

A rummaging movement did not let him find the glutinous rice, but woke up his uncle.

"Who? Wang Yu, isn't it you? What are you doing in the middle of the night? Still don't let people sleep? An angry grumbling spread from his uncle's room to the kitchen, followed by the sound of a door opening, followed by footsteps from far and near.

Seeing that the countdown was about to reach zero, and his uncle was approaching step by step, Wang Yu was anxious, but fortunately, there was glutinous rice with supermarket labels in the cupboard he opened this time, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Hurriedly grabbed the bag containing glutinous rice with his left hand, and pulled out a bone cleaver from the knife with his right hand, and the whole person disappeared into the kitchen in the next second.

"Wang Yu! You didn't sleep in the middle of the night, what did Ding Ling do in the kitchen? Reincarnation of the starving ghost, you? Before Wang Yu's uncle arrived in the kitchen, the scolding had already arrived.

When he walked into the kitchen and looked closely, he was still in a drowsy state, but all of a sudden, the sleepy insects had run away.

He stared dumbfounded at the empty, yet in disarray, the kitchen, and a thousand words melted into one sentence:

"Wife! Call the Security Bureau! There is a burglar in the house!! ”