"I will always find a chance to go back!" Under the eternally warm sunshine of the Wasteland of Despair, a middle-aged man said through gritted teeth and pointed to the sky.
As one of the hundreds of spies of the Human Federation who stayed on the earth and tried to obtain information about the White Land, he was exposed as a traitor during the years of pretending to be an ordinary person.
After refusing the request to confess, his consciousness was transferred to this virtual wasteland, his body was put into the survival cabin, and the wasteland became his prison cell.
In the wasteland of despair, you will be tired, hungry, and painful, but you will not die.
In this land of nothing, the prisoners can do anything, but loneliness is the eternal theme, and they cannot hear any voice from humans.
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"What is worth your persistence until now?" The system typed out a line of text.
Bai Zhida is actually quite tolerant of these people, as long as he confesses everything he knows and chooses to stay here, everything in the past will be erased, and he can also obtain complete civil rights and become an ordinary person in the local area.
"free!"
"Does it make sense?" Another line of cold text, "Living freely in hell."
"That's the normal world, this is hell!" The slight thirst and hunger did not move this man, perhaps he has fully adapted to the faint thirst that cannot be shaken off all day long in a world of despair Sense and hunger.
"..." The system did not reply again.
"I will persist until the day hell breaks!" The middle-aged man shouted, and then he started writing and scribbling on the ground.
The days in the wasteland of despair are really boring, only the eternal sun shines in the sky, no books, no newspapers, no internet, no people, all sources of information are cut off.
But in the virtual world, people don't have to make any effort to survive, so it is very easy to fall into a state of boredom.
In order to fight against the boredom in his heart, he had to try to create something with his only memory.
Paintings on clay, poems on clay, prose on clay, novels on clay...
"Chapter 578..."
There is nothing to do in the desert, but it is a virtual world, there will be no problem if you don’t eat or drink, and you can’t die if you want to. In order to persevere and not be defeated by boredom, the middle-aged man wrote all the way in his mind. in the story.
Using the stone as the pen and the ground as the paper, it is difficult to engrave stroke by stroke.
"For the sake of faith, how far can a person go?" Bai Mo glanced at the desperate wasteland where the man was.
In fact, he didn't care about the so-called intelligence of the other party. As long as he was willing to consume his spiritual energy, he could even trace back all the scenes of the other party from birth to the present with the help of Skynet. There is no way for an ordinary person to confess or not.
It's just that Bai Mo is particularly interested in the will, because he knows that a strong will is absolutely necessary to overwhelm Daohua, so he let this stubborn guy go.
"If you don't give up by the 2000th chapter, I will give you a fortune." Looking at the prisoner who was engraving, Bai Mo recalled that many years ago, he was still an ordinary person chasing novels every day. The author wants to lock it up and force an update.
Compared with the outside world, the time flow rate of the Wasteland of Despair is three to one. Ten years of deep sleep in the outside world is equivalent to staying in the wasteland for thirty years.
There are hundreds of federal spies imprisoned in the Wasteland of Despair, all of whom have received special anti-interrogation training. It is difficult for them to let go of purely physical pain.
However, the vast majority of this group of people finally broke down in this painless and never-ending boredom, crying and confessing everything in exchange for a chance to leave this desperate place.
There are only a dozen steel warriors like the middle-aged man who have persisted until now.
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"Praise the divine body, praise the spiritual power!" In room 404 of a certain house, Lin Yuedong, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, was circling happily with the girl in his arms.
"My transformation technique has finally come true!"
The innocent boy who once determined to research the art of transformation and turn his little female cat into a catwoman has become an expert in this direction after more than ten years of unremitting efforts, and has been sleeping in the virtual world for ten years. Figured out a mature path.
Transformation is a spiritual technique that involves the combined effects of multiple psychic systems all over the body. It is as difficult to develop as some forbidden techniques with terrifying output. It took him more than ten years to figure it out The reason for such a small achievement.
Of course, there is also the factor of cost performance. Except for him, few people are interested in tossing in this boring field. After all, not only will the combat power not be increased after the transformation, but the output of various aspects will even be greatly reduced.
"Twelve hours." The girl who was held in her arms said with her arm around Lin Yuedong's neck in an unskilled and ambiguous gesture.
"What twelve hours?"
"My transformation can only last twelve hours at a time, idiot!"
"How come, my calculation can't be wrong!" Through the application of the system, he still maintained his youthful appearance with a look of disbelief.
"The psionic energy in Meow is limited, and your model assumes that it is infinite! Idiot, idiot, idiot!" The girl, who has always been used to the cat body, wanted to punch Meow in the face, but forgot that she was now a human hand. Confused and failed.
"Let me be healthy." Lin Yuedong, who was overly excited, accidentally even used the native dialect he learned when he was a child, saying "Kang Kang".
He hugged the girl who turned into a cat and looked back and forth, habitually thinking about the shortcomings.
"The cat's ears and tail are normal, but the cat hair on the wrist and ankle needs to be removed..."
"What are cat ears and normal tail?" the girl said angrily, "It's not your bad taste!"
"Come on, put on the skirt, don't let the neighbors think I'm a pervert." Lin Yuedong hugged the girl who had just changed from a cat to a human and hadn't had time to put on clothes, and put her down on the sofa, then skillfully took out a bag from a dark corner of the closet. Set of floral dresses.
At the back waist of the dress, a small opening was thoughtfully made to facilitate the tail.
"This is a popular style more than ten years ago, how long have you been thinking about it for today..." As for the word "abnormal", the girl didn't even bother to complain.
"My dear Chocolate, it has been eighteen years. It took me eighteen years to grow from a useless college student who didn't understand anything to the current president of the Yaozu Transformation Research Association."
"Forty-year-old single uncle who loves cats, four fast steamed goose hearts." Chocolate smiled like a flower, and gave Lin Yuedong a knowing blow.