I was Born in Hell

One second, thousand years.

Under special circumstances, the human brain consciousness will have a different time velocity from reality.

But there are limits to this difference ... Maybe you will feel like you have passed a few days or even a few months in a dream, but the "time gap" calculated in years will hardly appear.

But the brains in those nutritional tanks, stimulated by hormones and electric shocks, instantly expanded their potential to the limit, or even exceeded that limit ... to achieve the effect of spending 1000 years in a fantasy in a second.

Screen changes.

The sun and the moon are dazzling alternately, and the rotation of spring, summer, autumn and winter is only less than 0.01 seconds.

The man sitting in front of the idol has also undergone a qualitative change.

He did not know that he was in a virtual world. Everything was so real. He was a fairy-seeker in a fantasy world, and gradually brought his heart to peace in a fairyland.

The idol still exuded a majestic breath.

At first, the man sitting in front of the idol was impatient, and from time to time he got up from the meditation retreat and looked back at the surrounding landscapes of birds and beasts.

A year has passed.

He realized, his heart was silent, and the mountain and the wolf were the companions, and he realized the connections between nature and creatures.

Ten years have passed.

He has a long beard, and the breath of a generation of masters is exuded all over his body, but he blends into the surrounding environment, and he feels a sense of harmony between heaven and man.

A hundred years have passed.

He is immortal, and no longer feels novel about everything in the world, but just sits silently next to the statue, his eyes hang down like a stone statue.

Five hundred years have passed.

He allowed the sun and moon to shine on himself, and the stone-like body was covered with moss and moss, but he was unaware of it, and the whole person was completely integrated with the heaven and earth.

A thousand years have passed.

He realized that at that moment, it seemed as if the feather had risen, and the whole man was born and transformed into a wave of fairy air, fading into the flesh, and merging with the mysterious statue.

Millennium faith.

Millennium practice.

Thousands of insights.

His realm is extraordinary, and the power of "thought" and "belief" provided by it is boundless. If all this is true, I am afraid that it can really become a great power.

But ... it's all fake! !!

The thousand-year journey is nothing but a fantasy catalyzed by technology, and only one second has been spent in reality.

This second another brain completely collapsed and exploded, but the "faith" power produced after the explosion was stronger than the thoughts produced by thousands of believers praying together, even with a trace of divinity.

"have you seen it."

"Master Death, he worshipped the idol for a thousand years and practiced for a thousand years."

"He offers no idea how much faith, far more than those mortal ants."

Hony's voice gradually became grand and magnificent. Although everything in the virtual world was a scam, the thoughts and thoughts were real. The state of understanding was also true. The energy produced by Feathering and Ascension was absorbed by him.

One brain is the thousand-year incense and practice.

What about ten brains?

One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand?

In this way, Hony absorbs endless power of conviction, and only this crazy paranoid genius can think of this method.

Rupture sounds constantly in the nutritional tank that fills the brain.

As more and more brains are blown up, Hony appears to be carrying out the final wave of "harvest" operations.

so horrible.

Such efficiency is really terrifying.

I am afraid that there are tens of thousands of brains trapped in the virtual world in the nutrition trough. Each of them has spent thousands of years, and the total amount of faith power provided is difficult to estimate.

"You are holding off time."

Gu Fan's eyes were cold, like the paranoid perverted lunatic like Hongyi, there was some purpose behind everything.

Hony is not just showing off. Although there is also an element of identification with ancient fanfare, the ultimate goal is to delay as much time as possible to complete the harvest of the last wave of faith.

Huh! !!

After Gu Fan spoke, Hony no longer explained, but controlled the monsters in the nutrition trough to hit the glass.

A loud noise came, and just once a thousand-footed python like a cricket slapped the glass mirror with its tail.

The high-strength glass shook for a while, causing the hallways to vibrate a little, the fine cracks cracked like spider webs, and the sound of glass **** rubbing harshly.

Kakah Kakah.

When the cracks expanded to a certain extent, the reinforced glass on both sides of the corridor made similar sounds, and other different kinds of monsters also came over, and slapped the mirror like crazy.

Bang Bang Bang Bang! !!

Wow la la la la la! !!

The high-strength bullet-proof glass reached a zero point, and the broken sound roared. The emerald green pus accompanied the brains burnt by the arc, and poured like a tide.

Gu Fan grunted, and using this method to delay was a bit stupid.

Hell Road-extremely cold! !!

The extreme cold power in the blood of **** was erupted, and an absolutely cold ice-cold air poured out, and the emerald green liquid spewing from the sides of the corridor was instantly frozen, as if the landscape sculptures of the waves were frozen in place ~ www .wuxiaspot.com ~ The extreme cold power is spreading.

The corridor turned into an ice cave, and most of the monsters were directly frozen to death, and some of them are still struggling. For example, the just a thousand-footed giant python, even if the tentacles have been broken, And the huge skull with a diameter of several meters was still drilling up and down, breaking the ice wall and rushing into the corridor.

"Mist, they are over to you."

Gu Fan lightly ordered, paused and continued, "Kill these monsters and you will leave, return to the ground, the farther away from the sanctuary, the better."

The fog of 07 will not hesitate to Gu Fan's order, the fog will explode into a machete, and the body will be swept away to cut off the snake's head and fall to the ground to make a dull sound.

Gu Fan no longer cares about these shrimp soldiers and crabs, and spreads his thoughts and disperses around.

This corridor ... there is no end, just a closed loop, Hongyi is not here, it is just a trap that delays time.

The real channel is in the nutrition tank full of thick green liquid, and the end of the cables is the real hiding place of Hony! !!

"Low-level deception."

Gu Fan turned back and punched the ice wall, and the frozen liquid was blown out of another tunnel by the punch. The ice debris was full of all kinds of weird substances, and the materials on the soles of the feet would emit a "creak." "the sound of.

underground.

The dirty feet slammed hard.

A seemingly ordinary kick, in fact, implied strength, cracks in the steel under the floor also appeared, and as Gu Fan's thighs suddenly twisted again, the bursting marks were blown up, and the more than ten meters thick interlayer collapsed. .

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