I'll hand over the system soon.

False yet true, this is how this copy made her feel.

Putting down the vial, Sancho decided to take a risk.

"You go back with the medicine, and I'll look further afield." Sancho said to Qing Shu, who was still picking up the medicine.

Qingshu raised her head, "Farther away? How can you get there if you are injured? And there are aliens outside, you..."

Sancho was sure that he could hear the piety in Sheng Yun's voice, and when he looked at Qing Shu and others, they all had pious expressions on their faces.

If your mind thinks you are dead, your body will die with it.

So did the gods of Shengyun and his plane actually know such a fashionable word as copy a thousand years ago?

The others probably understood Shengyun's hope, and they all looked at Sancho expectantly.

To put it bluntly, this is like a copy of a large-scale holographic game. They enter this holographic game in the form of consciousness.

"Don't worry, I won't die that easily." After saying this, Sancho walked out of the pharmacy. Qing Shu followed him dejectedly for two steps, but finally stopped.

Sancho's nonsensical words made everyone confused, but Shengyun had a vague suspicion, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"If nothing else, he should still be in the hall where we entered the dungeon." Sancho touched his chin and thought of something wrong again in his mind.

"Why is everything healed?" Sancho continued with a smile.

However, the alien did not hit it, but the ghost hit the wall.

She, the person who took care of her, knew how serious Sancho's injury was. She was already shocked by Sancho's incredibly fast recovery speed, but now in just one afternoon, he was completely intact!

After closing the car door, Sancho walked into the hotel and said, "We'll talk about it when we get up."

After going upstairs, Sancho first went to check the injuries of Sheng Yun and his companions. They both woke up after taking the medicine, but they were silent after knowing that another companion had died.

"In short, this city is actually false. You can understand that it is an illusion, and we do not really exist in this illusion. We only exist in this environment in the form of consciousness. "

So these people participated in this fatal selection really because of their faith.

Taking the map, Sancho drove towards the border of Ginkgo City.

As for the survivors mentioned on TV, Sancho didn't see any of them.

Before they could ask, Sancho took the initiative and said: "This city is false, and we do not really exist in this city."

For this reason, Sancho even drove two cars into a community, but still could not find any survivors.

As some of the thoughts in his mind became stronger, Sancho could clearly feel that his body was getting better, and the wounds on his abdomen and shoulder blades no longer hurt.

Before Qing Shu finished speaking, she was interrupted by Sancho, "There is a car outside, I will drive there. As for the alien, if I encounter it, it means I am unlucky."

Because the technology in the plane where Shengyun and the others were located was not very advanced, they didn't even know what holography was, so Sancho had to spend a lot of time explaining it to them.

"Please tell me more details!"

She was surprisingly lucky along the way, and she didn't even hit a single alien.

By the time the car stopped downstairs at the inn, Sancho had returned to his prime.

Qing Shu's three companions were also there at this time, which saved Sancho the effort of calling people over.

Of course, given how unlucky she was, the possibility of encountering an alien was as high as 90%.

ninety-two.two-hundred-five.one-nine.two-fourty

The death rate in the dungeon has always been high, and these people knew that they might die in the dungeon, but they still participated in the selection of the divine envoys without hesitation.

Seeing that they were silent, Sancho found a chair and sat down, and asked curiously: "So why on earth do you want to participate in this divine envoy selection competition? Is becoming an angel really so important that you are willing to risk your lives to participate?" "

But even so, Sancho decided to continue exploring the city.

"It is our honor to be the envoys of God." Sheng Yun said as he looked at the mark of the God of Light on his clothes.

Qingshu wanted to go with Sancho, but she was worried about Sancho, but looking at the medicine in her hands, Shengyun and the others in the hotel were still waiting for the medicine to save their lives.

Passing by a store selling travel supplies, Sancho went in and got some maps.

There is indeed Ginkgo City on the map. It seems that at least this city is not fictional.

Because Sheng Yun and his companion were both men, Qing Shu and the others did not separate them for the convenience of care, but placed them in a twin room.

Speaking of which, the word dungeon exists in the memory of the original owner, and it is also a word that has been circulated for thousands of years with the selection of the divine messenger.

Qing Shu in the hotel heard the sound and went downstairs to check. When she saw the energetic Sancho, she opened her mouth in shock.

It’s interesting to see a city that really exists but can’t find its borders.

"So that's why your injuries disappeared?"

Seeing Sancho's energetic appearance, everyone in the room widened their eyes in shock.

After driving for about half an hour, the sky turned dark. Sancho finally gave up looking for the boundaries of this city and drove towards the small hotel where Qingshu and the others were staying.

After leaving the drugstore, Sancho looked at the not very chaotic road outside, and that strange sense of falsehood emerged again.

The border on the map was clear and obvious, but no matter how hard she drove, she could never reach it.

"伱...how did you..."

So their companions died in the dungeon, and most likely died in the hall where they entered the dungeon.

Sheng Yun's voice interrupted Sancho's thoughts. Sancho met his gaze and found that his eyes were too bright.

Most of the shops on the roadside are open, and most of them are messy, but there are few blood stains.

Sancho burst out laughing. Unexpectedly, the followers of the God of Light and the God of Life were much stupider than the followers of the God of War.

Qing Shu nodded blankly.

Everyone tried their best to understand Sancho's words, "Then where are our bodies now?" Qing Shu asked.

I randomly walked into a supermarket, and the shelves inside were as scattered as that of the drugstore. There were a lot less things in the supermarket, and it finally seemed to be more in line with the actual situation.

Sancho knew what they were thinking and did not comfort them. He said bluntly: "Consciousness can deceive the body."

The sarcasm in Sancho's laughter was obvious, so she successfully received several glares.

Bathed in this look, Sancho joked: "You believe in your gods so devoutly, but your gods are asking you to sacrifice your lives for Him. Your gods are so kind to you."

The code is finally out. Good night, my dears. The bald author can finally sleep.