system space.
Fang Ning was sitting on the sofa in the system Internet cafe. In front of him was an ultra-wide screen, which was divided into many grids, just like traffic surveillance. Each grid corresponded to an image.
These images all come from those coffins. Each coffin is a camera recording instrument, which can record not only the world conditions traveled through, but also the real world conditions around the coffin.
It can be said to be very high-end.
"Who designed the appearance of this product? Why is it designed to look like a coffin? Isn't it unlucky?" Fang Ning asked in surprise.
"I designed it." The uncle said proudly.
"It turns out it's you, no wonder," Fang Ning suddenly said, "Who in the right mind could do this?"
"You know what, this appearance can make them more vigilant, and they need to increase their concentration every time they enter, so that they don't think they are playing a virtual game... just like you." The uncle said plausibly.
"Hey, dear Tianshu, enlarge the screen at coordinates (3, 33) to full screen. I see an acquaintance." Fang Ning was too lazy to talk nonsense with these idiots and ordered.
Soon the screen was enlarged. Inside was a coffin. Qiao Zishan had just crawled out of the coffin. His sister and a group of demon pets were standing nearby.
Apart from that, there is no one else.
"People's hearts are too complicated. We should do it ourselves. With my sister's 12 demon pets, we still have enough people." Qiao Zishan sighed.
"The upper realm is complicated and unpredictable, and we still need a guaranteed combat power." Qiao Zijiang was very cautious.
"Where can I find this combat power?" Qiao Zishan wondered.
"There is definitely a guy who can do it, Dabai, go find your old friend." Qiao Zijiang said to a big ball of white cotton.
The big ball of white cotton looked very talkative and flew away in a swaying manner.
Seeing this, Fang Ning became interested, then stretched out his hand, and the words "Historical Records" appeared around Qiao Zishan's avatar.
Opening the history record, Fang Ning saw several worlds that the other party had experienced before.
One is "Training World". Qiao Zishan performed very well and was clearly number one in all aspects.
Whether it is combat power, willpower, organizational power, leadership... and other qualities, they all crush everyone.
However, in a "test world", after the opponent joined a team, he had serious differences with the team.
"Since it is calculated according to the share, the more the better. Anyway, this world is going to be destroyed, so we can naturally take away the treasures enshrined in the village in front of us. The investigators have brought back the information, and based on the assessment given to us by the coffin , the magic weapon they enshrined is worth at least 30 million mana." A middle-aged man with a sinister expression said in a deep voice.
"But if this magic weapon is taken away, this village will soon perish. We are the saviors of the upper world, not the destroyers of the upper world." Qiao Zishan refused.
"It's ridiculous. There are actually people who listen to this slogan and save the heritage of the upper world. Isn't that just taking away the heritage? If you just leave it alone and wait for the world to be destroyed, will the magic weapon be lost in vain?" The sinister middle-aged man was so angry that he wanted to laugh.
"That's right. If you take this magic weapon out, you can share 15 million mana points. There are ten of us here, and each of us can share 1.5 million equally. This is enough to maintain extremely efficient cultivation for three months. It is equivalent to 1.5 million people supporting us. ." Many people agreed.
"What do you mean, why do you care about the lives of these people? We are earthlings, and we have to stand as earthlings. Why do you worry about the lives of these strangers?" A white man mocked.
"However, it is clearly written in the agreement that it must be in line with justice and there must be no bottom line..." Qiao Zishan defended.
"Stupid," the sinister middle-aged man said with disdain, "It's good to see this kind of agreement, but they still won't accept the magic weapon when we bring it back? It's just some high-sounding words, just for others to see. It's up to you. You're not young anymore, why are you still so naive? I really don't know how you survive in this chaotic and cruel world."
"That's right, it's such a pity that I lost all my strength..." Everyone said with disdain.
"..." Qiao Zishan had no choice but to walk away in despair.
What can he do? Should we kill all these similar people, or should we stay by the village and drive away all those who covet it
Although he has a sense of justice, he also knows that he definitely does not have the patience.
Looking at the small village in the distance that was shrouded in the glory of the magic weapon and still struggling to hold on, he could only sigh and leave.
"If we don't share the same views, we really can't form a team. The stronger this guy is, the greater the obstacle to us." The sinister middle-aged man stared at the opponent's back coldly.
"Head, what should we do now?"
"Well, to implement Plan No. 1, first deceive these stupid upper-world villagers. If that doesn't work, then use Plan No. 2..."
Of course, this group of people were eliminated after testing the world and were not eligible to enter the upper world.
"Sure enough, human nature is complicated. Fortunately, we have this test world. Otherwise, we would have suffered a lot of infamy." Fang Ning said happily.
"What would you do if it were you?" the uncle asked.
"It's not that simple. Even the people and magic weapons are moved away. Isn't it the end of the world? People are also laborers. I can't understand each one." Fang Ning said matter-of-factly.
"Who will move?" The uncle felt something was wrong.
"Of course it's you, I don't know how." Fang Ning said plausibly.
"Shameless. It really doesn't hurt your back when you stand and talk."
"You are wrong. According to my many years of experience, you will avoid back pain when you talk while lying down."
"..." The uncle has nothing to say. After all, these are words from practitioners.
"However, if you do this, many people will be eliminated in vain, no," the uncle then said regretfully, "those people are still very capable of action."
"Oh, I will remind Baby Frog to give those eliminated a chance to make amends and let them learn the rules. However, the world they enter will be selected. Forget the densely populated ones and let them go to archaeology." Fang Ning was very happy. Give advice quickly.
"This is more or less the same. This is the most efficient way." The uncle said with satisfaction.
Not long after, a ball of white cotton floated in front of the dragon's lair.
"Well, it came so fast." Fang Ning saw the other person through the dragon eyes.
Butler Zheng came out to receive him.
"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
The ball of cotton didn't say anything, it just raised the ball of cotton and made it look like a caterpillar.
"The guy who Qiao Zijiang said was the guarantee is Daqing. She is indeed smart enough." Fang Ning admired her.
"That guy is of no use now. I just want to drive him away so that I don't have to worry about my medicinal materials all day long." The uncle said happily.
"You are a guy who burns bridges by crossing rivers, I will give it to you." Fang Ning said.
"Hypocritical, you are not the same." The uncle said contemptuously.
Not long after, in front of the dragon lair, the fire dragon clone watched Chong Daqing go away on the big white cotton.
"Da Qinglong, if there is no food to eat, I will come back." A distant voice came from the cotton.
"Well, well, don't worry, you won't run out of food." The fire dragon waved its claws and said goodbye to the other party.
"It's a good idea. I've reinforced the Dragon Mystery Realm space. It's easy for it to get out, but it's impossible for it to get back in." The uncle said proudly.
"What you are doing is not in line with the rules of chivalry. You must be moral in doing things. You cannot just throw it away without using it. You must know that you relied on it to survive critical disasters in the past." Fang Ning advised.
"Oh," the uncle was about to retort, but suddenly agreed, "What the rich man said is true, I understand."