Different dimension game

Feng Ling's hole enlarged, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and subconsciously tensed her body.

Even though there are many questions in my heart, I dare not say a single question.

She had some doubts about the identity of the other party. It was impossible to say a name, so she decided that the other party was real.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm from the order camp. Without me, your world is still controlled by [False Moon]. Why are you nervous?"

There was a hint of a smile in that mysterious voice.

Speaking of this matter, Fengling's expression softened slightly, and she said a little embarrassedly: "I am really grateful to you... If it is really your help, it is really the lifesaver of our Blue Star World."

The mysterious voice continued: "I don't care whether I am grateful or not. I am just looking for some small pleasures on my own."

"I came here to terminate your contract with [Game]."

"Then, help you realize a small wish."

"Release? Can you not cancel it?" Feng Ling said nervously, clenched her fists crossed.

"Because in the future, I will travel to another world, and I will pay less attention to you. It is always good to return your freedom. Of course, you can also choose to continue the contract and use the functions in the training camp, but you must Take your share of that wish."

With the appearance of this voice, Feng Ling suddenly felt that the burning flame in her mind was slowly going out.

Her heart beat heavily, and those little doubts immediately dissipated, because it was either the [game] or the real [giant millstone] that could extinguish this flame!

"Okay, what is your wish now?"

She pondered for a long time, wish?

She has too many wishes. Although Blue Star is developing rapidly, there are still many difficulties.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, she chose a personal wish: "Can I bring my sister back?"

This wish is a bit big!

After saying this, her body felt hot and hot.

Fengling has two personalities, and it was because of her sister's death that she successfully stole part of the power of [False Moon] and passed it on to her younger sister.

Old Wang was silent for a while, the desire to be resurrected from the dead was really great.

However, seeing the eager eyes of the little girl was a little bit embarrassing.

This girl has almost no relatives, and her background is too pitiful.

Feng Ling also knew that the request she made exceeded the scope of small wishes, and her nervous neck turned red: "That... I can pay the price, as long as you are willing. I can..."

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She also found that she actually couldn't pay the price.

"That's it, let your wish come true."

"It doesn't seem appropriate for you two souls to share one body, and then help your sister shape a new body."

"Go on living well."

Adhering to the idea of ​​sending the Buddha to the west, Wang Hao directly used the time ability of [Huangtian Dadi] to retrieve sister Fengling's soul at the moment of death and enter reincarnation.

In fact, whether this kind of resurrection counts as someone in the parallel resurrection or the real person concerned is a philosophical question.

Whether the soul has uniqueness is also a philosophical question.

However, Lao Wang doesn't care about these things, and I believe Feng Ling doesn't care about this issue either.

"Your sister has been resurrected and is sleeping in the next room."

"When you wake up from the dream, you will be able to see her."

"She may need to be in a coma for a while, maybe three to five days, don't worry."

"Really... thank you very much!

"She bowed hastily, holding back tears, her voice trembling a little.

In the end, I couldn't hold back anymore, and began to wipe away tears: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's nothing, it's a small gift for you. Those who work hard will always reap the rewards. I will come to see you when I am free in the future!"

The mysterious voice left.

Fengling fell into a deep dream. She had a dream, dreaming that she and her sister were flying a kite in the park.The swallow-like kite swayed under the breeze, it was a sunny day!

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……

After such a busy work, the matter was almost resolved.

The four game characters all canceled their original contracts, chasing their own lives.

This is a good thing!

However, Wang Hao himself was in a complicated mood, and sat on the chair in a daze for a while.

"By the way, the npcs in the game can also say goodbye."

He thought of the old man Pan Hao, the old guy he met in "Xanadu Village", who had become prosperous in the world of mountains and seas, and was already the great witch of Fenghua City, which was equivalent to the status of the city lord.

And Fenghua City is a super city developed by Earth and Blue Star, and a huge amount of manpower and material resources have been invested.

"It's just right to go and have a look!"

Thinking of this, he re-entered the mountain and sea world as the Emperor of Heaven.

It was the middle of the night at this moment, and most of the huge Fenghua City was dark, but in some core areas, there were already sparse street lights.

This is a kind of oil produced by the "orchid oil tree" plant. The lamps made are extremely bright and inexpensive.

Orchid oil tree is a specialty from Blue Star, just like piranha, it is quite aggressive.

After devouring enough organic matter, the orchid oil tree will grow fruit like coconuts, which are full of oil, which can be used for lighting.

At present, in the west of Fenghua City, there is a field of orchid oil trees. Every day, cleaners transport large quantities of urban garbage to be devoured by these trees.

"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire and candles!" The watchmen are in pairs, one holds a gong in one hand, and the other holds a bang. , constantly patrolling the city.

"Let me tell you, it's really chaotic outside, the Daqian Dynasty, and the peasants revolted again!" After patrolling around, the two took a rest under a street lamp, and then habitually bragged.

"A lot of refugees came to our side. Fortunately, the emperor here... oh, he is not the emperor now, so Master Pan Hao is kind, as long as he is not a criminal, he will accept them all."

Another person also showed complacency: "Who made our food harvest so abundant that we can afford to support these people. There is really a lot of food in that cart! They all belong to the emperor."

"Don't talk about emperors. Emperors are not popular now, and we don't understand any democratic system."

Wang Hao was taken aback by the bragging of these two people.

The older one said again: "There are several more cities around Fenghua City. In order to reclaim the surrounding fields, there will be some preferential policies!"

"Hey, we have a stable job and a place to live, so there is no need to go there, but there are some distant relatives who are still starving, you can go to try the water."

Wang Hao's gaze scanned the entire city. The public-owned economy with Guifu as the core has been fully established.People in this era don't have too many requirements. They are satisfied with something to eat and something to wear.It would be great if I could go to a mother-in-law and accumulate a little inheritance for future generations.

Soon, Wang Hao remembered his mission and found Pan Hao who was feeding the turtles in Qiangui River.

Power is indeed the best aphrodisiac. In the middle of the night, Pan Hao was actually in high spirits, humming a little tune, and he didn't know what he was singing.

Suddenly, a gigantic tortoise head appeared in the Qiangui River, roaring wildly: "My lord! My lord..."

After a closer look, it turned out to be the mother of the old tortoise.

The other old tortoise, Mother Guiling, was as timid as ever, retracting her head, limbs and tail into the turtle shell.

"You turtle, why are you yelling in the middle of the night! The nearby residents will be woken up by your yelling!" Pan Hao yelled angrily.

"My lord! My lord..." The sore mother became more and more frantic.

Suddenly, Pan Hao heard a mysterious voice, lingering in his mind: "Recently, it seems that life is going well."

"Who is it?" Pan Hao immediately clenched the tortoise crutch beside him, and then, he seemed to recall something vaguely.

"Could it be..."

"It's me, do you have any special request? I can fulfill your little wish."

Pan Hao sat on the ground and looked at the stars in the sky. Although he couldn't see each other, he felt a special sense of tranquility.

"Actually, I don't have any wishes." Pan Hao said shaking his head, "My old Pan should have died in Taoyuan Village, but I didn't expect to experience the addiction of being a city lord when I was old. Many people called me the emperor. I heard this title It's all funny."

"However, for the local people, the change of concept is a slow thing. When the next generation grows up, there will be no such name."

"Do you really have no wishes? I came here on purpose."

"Well... if there is any, I hope the world will have a bumper harvest." Lao Pan simply lay down on the ground, "The more food the better, never too much."

Immediately afterwards, he laughed again: "If a sage needs me, Lao Pan, one day, he can do it with a single greeting. This city lord must be a little tired, and he can give up at any time! It's better to lie down and be happy."

Lao Wang pondered for a moment and said, "No problem, the mountain and sea world will usher in a bumper harvest. As for the future, if you are really needed, I will still look for you."

"However, the city lord is still in front first. The prestige has been accumulated here for so long. In a short while, it's not easy to do it..."

"Ah, I understand that too."

A gust of wind blew by, Pan Hao was sleepy and felt a little sleepy.

And that mysterious voice seemed to be drifting away.

"My lord... has left." The sore mother cried out in a low voice, "He left."

"Then sleep!" Pan Hao hammered his old waist, and suddenly found that his lumbar disc herniation didn't seem so uncomfortable anymore?

Is it an illusion?

Walking back to his room, Pan Hao fell asleep peacefully, not even excited by this experience.

He had a dream, dreaming that he had returned to Xanadu Village, squatting in the earth pit with that child.

It was an unforgettable time. . .

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After saying goodbye to Pan Hao, there is one last person worth saying goodbye to, Mr. Lan Jin.

This warrior who jointly sealed the [False Moon] in the Paradise left a deep impression on Wang Hao even though they didn't spend much time together.

After clearing the "Paradise" dungeon, Wang Hao once made a suggestion that he wanted to resurrect this warrior and complete a happy ending, but he didn't know whether the [game] had achieved this.

"Look for it."

Chapter 368 The Last Friend

Wang Hao debugged the globe from Blue Star, searched for the name "Xiang Tiantian", and thousands of optional items popped up. It seems that this name is very popular, and it is confusing to look at each one.

Finally Lao Wang became impatient and began to ask Xiao Ai for help: "Come and help, you know, who am I looking for!"

"As a qualified captain, you can't stand if you can sit, and you can't work by yourself if you can let others do it."

A slight white mist emerged from Xiaoai's head, and he quickly tapped a spot with his finger, and said softly: "The person you are looking for is fishing at night, but he looks like he should be in the air force tonight."

"Oh? It's really great to be alive." Wang Hao thought of a good idea, "Put down my game avatar quickly, and give me a wooden boat and some fishing tools by the way."

"Are you going to fish there?"

"of course."

Not long after, Wang Hao came to the center of the lake in a small canoe and started a night fishing.

Xiao Ai, who was expressionless, was also teleported into the small wooden boat for some reason.

"Why are you squatting down and standing so high? Don't scare my fish away."

"Oh." Xiao Ai sat on the boat in a dawdly way, and pointed, "There is a big bream below, and the probability of eating the bait within 2 minutes is about 13.4%. There are still a few more in the other range." Grass carp, the probability of eating the bait is..."

Wang Hao was speechless immediately, and rolled his eyes, "Don't talk about probability! The joy of fishing is just to enjoy the wonderful uncertainty and inadvertent harvest. You calculate the probability clearly, why should I fish?" ? Or come and give it a try.”

"Oh." Xiaoai closed her mouth, picked up a fishing rod a little unconvinced, and waited patiently.

For her, fishing is just a game of calculating probability.

Her vision and computing power are completely capable of calculating the optimal strategy. As for the so-called uncertainty, it does not exist at all!

On a night with a bright moon and few stars, the autumn wind blows by, and the moonlight reflected in the water rises and falls one after another, causing waves of ripples like cicada wings on the entire lake.

This lake is quite big, the water is clear, tall and straight reeds and aquatic plants grow on the shore, and the lights of the city are shining in a more distant place.