Be the main god from fate

Chapter 133 Isn't the Blind Woman a Ghost Sneaker?

Listening to the wail of crows in his ears, Lu Tao quickly began to observe the surrounding environment. Judging from the previous task of the system, what he had to do now was to complete this game.

It doesn't look like this game will kill people, all I need to do is to fix the cipher machine.

Looking at the shining pole behind the wall in the distance, he quickly took a few steps forward.

Judging from the previous introduction to this game, there should be a cipher machine behind this glowing pole.

After rushing a few steps forward, Lu Tao found that besides himself, the other two were also repairing the cipher machine.

Quickly trotting all the way over to start maintenance, Lu Tao looked at Troubling Rain 773 and Lan Wangji around him, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The first one to speak was Ye Yu Sheng Fan 773. Looking at Lu Tao running over, Ye Yu Sheng Fan 773 was the first to speak: "If we are discovered later, who will evade the supervisor first?"

Regulators?
Oh, it seems to be the name of that monster.

After hearing this word, the game instructions he had seen before quickly appeared in Lu Tao's mind.

"I'll go first. If you really can't hold it anymore, please remember to pick me up at the cabin."

After Lan Wangji heard this question, he said while repairing the cipher machine.

Both Lan Wangji and Troubling Night Rain 773 are players who have just entered the game. In fact, the existence of Nightmare Space is no longer a secret on the Internet.

Generally, players who have just entered will randomly enter ten types of games, and it is no secret which ten types are which.

For this game, many players have carefully checked the strategy before entering this world. In this information age, the news of the emergence of superhumans cannot be hidden at all.

At present, this nightmare space is one of the easiest places to obtain power circulated on the Internet. In fact, compared with exchanging power, there are many players exchanging knowledge in this space.

There are a lot of supernatural beings in the real world, and the country is not a vegetarian. If you are not too powerful, you can't make any splashes at all.

Before the map of the fifth personality game was summoned, Lan Wangji had already concentrated on studying it many times, and Lan Wangji had basically memorized every building in the entire map in his mind.

"understood."

Hearing Lan Wangji's words, Lu Tao and Troubling Rain 773 spoke at the same time.

Although I don't know where the cabin is, but I should be able to find it later, and the place is not too big.

After another period of silence, Lan Wangji and Yeyushengann773 began to chat, while Lu Tao listened silently, occasionally interjecting a few words.

Through the conversation between them, Lu Tao probably understood some information about this world.

Lu Tao comes from a world of high martial arts, where the gods control the authority above.

However, Lu Tao had long been tired of hearing the various legends about gods. Those legendary gods sitting high in the sky had not appeared in their original world for more than 1 years.

In Lu Tao's original world, technology has not actually been fully developed, and the current level of technology has not even touched the threshold of the steam age.

Cultivators have a force that is impossible for ordinary people to contend with. For farming and the like, you only need to ask a casual practitioner to arrange a formation.

Harvesting is fully automatic 24 hours a day, and there is no need to worry about any weather factors.

Facing highly efficient cultivators, technology in its infancy has no ability to resist.

Human power can reverse the number of days, and there is actually a rare peace in Lu Tao's own world.

Because of the problems in their cultivation methods, practitioners choose to walk in the world and help others obtain the capital to survive and the stability of Dao Xin.

As the cultivation gets stronger and longer, the emotions of the practitioners will gradually disappear. In the end, many practitioners whose emotions disappear will choose to self-destruct.

This kind of self-destruction is what they call Daoji, which is a model of not repairing the heart.

Practitioners actually no longer have many desires when they reach the later stage of cultivation. The existence of Taoist couples is actually just to combine yin and yang in dual cultivation or to find someone with whom they can talk to each other.

This method is somewhat similar to Platonic love on earth, divine intercourse and the like.

Without desire, one's own existence is constantly empty. What is the meaning of cultivation?
Childhood sweethearts, family, and friends in their youth have no ability to resist in the face of the vicissitudes of life, and gradually turn into dust and dissipate.

Life is nothing more than a handful of loess, so what is the meaning of cultivation?
Many cultivators practiced themselves to death amidst self-doubt.

Because he had never seen technology in his original world, Lu Tao didn't know much about the technology in this world. The world in Lu Tao's eyes was very different from the world in the eyes of other locals.

In the world in Lu Tao's eyes, the vehicles on the side of the road are actually monsters he doesn't know, and the scrolling banners in the sky before are actually the spiritual weapons of practitioners.

Listening to their words, the first cipher machine was repaired soon, and when the progress had reached more than half, Lu Tao saw a line of small characters flashing in front of him.

Although he didn't know the words himself, through the system's translation function, Lu Tao roughly understood the meaning of the words.

There is a person named Wu Wu Ming Qing Ying who has held the supervisor for 60 seconds. It seems that Wu Wu Ming Qing Ying is walking the ghost now.

The other two seemed to have also seen this line, and their expressions quickly became serious, and they began to discuss how to save people later.

In a certain building, Ji Qingying hurriedly ran into the gate of this building.

The door to this building is not locked, no...the door to this building is not locked at all, wait...the building has no door at all.

Ji Qingying, a part-time street writer, looked back at the monster behind him, and quickly added a paragraph of words in his mind.

Climbing up the stairs quickly, Ji Qingying clicked the button in front of him after climbing for a while, and looked back at Hongdie for an instant.

The red butterfly that flew halfway quickly fell to the ground because of Ji Qingying's gaze, and the red butterfly that fell to the ground without the slightest pause moved again and rushed towards Ji Qingying.

While looking at the red butterfly, his own speed would also slow down. After confirming that the target was not flying, Ji Qingying clicked the transparent button in front of him again. In an instant, his speed was accelerated compared to before.

Yawning, Ji Qingying rushed to the door not far in front of him and hid behind it.

(End of this chapter)