After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

Everyone took the high-speed train and set off, destined for Shangjing City, the headquarters of the Investigation Bureau.

Luteng City is far away from Shangjing City. Even taking the high-speed train takes five hours.

They were all wealthy people, so naturally they were sitting in business seats. There were not many people in the car, so it was very quiet.

During this period, a beautiful flight attendant came over to serve tea and water.

However, no one had any need for this, except Zhao Hao, who had to call the flight attendant every five minutes, drank almost all the drinks on the high-speed train, and went to the toilet several times.

The time on the high-speed train was boring and long. At the beginning, Yang Ming, Zhao Hao and others chatted for a few words. By the time the journey was over, the conversation was almost done, and everyone began to rest quietly, or play with their mobile phones, browse short videos, and watch Reading novels.

Fang Xiu, on the other hand, has been sleeping.

I say I am sleeping, but actually I am watching others sleeping. To be precise, I am falling asleep.

There are not a few people sleeping on the high-speed train. These are all living resources. Naturally, he will not waste a minute or a second, taking the opportunity to collect these in dreams, fear and pain.

Although doing this will make these people afraid to sleep next time they take the high-speed train, it is actually for their own good.

After all, life is like a journey, and the process always takes up most of the time, so you don’t have to care about the destination. What you should care about is the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery.

Instead of wasting time sleeping, it is better to look at the scenery, observe the people and things on the journey, and savor life.

As Fang Xiu continued to fall asleep, all the sleeping people on the high-speed train began to look frightened, as if they were in a nightmare.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu discovered an unusual dream.

He has seen all kinds of weird dreams. What he said was unusual was not that the dream was weird, but that the dreamer was a spiritual master.

The intensity of the spiritual master's dreams far exceeds that of ordinary people, so he can easily perceive it.

Can you meet a spiritual master while taking the high-speed train? Could it be that this person also went to the headquarters for training?

Fang Xiu entered this person's dream and saw the owner of the dream, a young and beautiful woman wearing a tight white T-shirt, denim hot pants, and canvas shoes.

A pink cartoon headphone hung on her slender white neck. A denim jacket with rivets was tied around her waist, covering her buttocks. Her slender legs were exposed to the air, dazzlingly white.

He is about 1.7 meters tall, and his legs are at least one meter long.

According to modern people's aesthetic standards, this woman can definitely be called a beauty, and even belongs to the level of a college goddess.

However, Fang Xiu only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. He was not Zhao Hao, and beautiful women had no attraction to him.

Anyway, no matter how beautiful you are, you can't compare to your wife.

Even his first impression of this woman was not very good, because her long legs were very similar to his wife's, both in leg shape and length, except for the slight difference in skin color.

This woman's skin color is milky white, like pure milk.

The wife is cold white, like delicate white porcelain.

This woman had a very strange dream. She seemed to be dreaming about the headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation. In the dream, she was bossing around several people like directors and captains, playing tricks and telling lies.

She deceived all the senior officials of the Investigation Bureau, but she put her hands on her hips and laughed in an unladylike manner.

The faces of the senior officials of the Investigation Bureau could not be seen at all. They were all blurry figures. This meant that the woman had not seen the senior officials before, so it could not be shown in her dream.

However, it can be inferred from this dream that she is also a spiritual master going to the headquarters for training.

Not everyone can go to this training at the headquarters. Basically, only the top, strongest, or most potential spiritual masters in each city are eligible to go.

From this we can see that there must be something extraordinary about this woman.

But all this has nothing to do with Fang Xiu. It would be better to meet an extraordinary spiritual master, who can gain more high-quality fear and pain.

So he waved his hand, and the deceived figures stopped their movements and pressed towards the woman step by step.

He kept growling: "How dare you lie to me!"

"How dare you lie to me!"

Dozens of blurry figures roared at the same time, and the woman who was laughing with her arms akimbo was stunned for a moment.

"I'm not, I don't, I never lie!"

Dozens of figures did not listen to her explanation at all, and kept repeating: "How dare you lie to me!"

The woman panicked completely, turned around and ran away, and then dozens of people chased her disobediently, like a ghost demanding life.

And each person took out a handful of silver needles.

"A liar will swallow a thousand needles!!!"

"A liar will swallow a thousand needles!!!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Fang Xiu left the woman's dream.

However, when he left the woman's dream, he realized something was wrong.

The dream is gone!

On the entire high-speed train, except for the female spiritual master, everyone's dreams disappeared.

Teng!

Fang Xiu opened his eyes suddenly. He glanced around and found to his surprise that he was the only one left in the entire business class box.

All other ordinary passengers disappeared.

Yang Ming and others were all asleep.

Involved in another strange incident?

Food delivered to your door?

Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with suppressed joy like his wife's.

Did you come here on purpose? Or did you encounter it accidentally?

Fang Xiu looked at the sleeping Yang Ming. He felt that he was more inclined to the latter. It was normal for Tianming to be restless wherever he went.

"Wake up." Fang Xiu shouted.

Yang Ming and others woke up instantly.

"Ah? Have you arrived in Beijing?" Zhao Hao said, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"We've arrived at the Strange Realm." Fang Xiu said calmly.

"Oh, we're in the mysterious realm... What!? The mysterious realm!?" Zhao Haoteng jumped up from his seat.

Others were instantly alert and looked around.

"Where are the other passengers?"

"Why did I fall asleep just now?"

"Quiet." Fang Xiu ordered, and everyone shut up.

Now Zhao Hao and Fatty, who are the most timid, are not as panicked as before after experiencing several strange events.

Even though he knew he was in a strange realm, he showed no sign of fear and was even eager to try.

Of course, the main reason is that Fang Xiu is here, which gives them a lot of confidence.

"This is most likely a strange realm, because the surrounding environment has changed." Fang Xiu first expressed his judgment.

"Has the environment changed?"

Everyone quickly looked around, and their expressions suddenly changed slightly. It turned out that at some point, the high-end and elegant business seats turned into hard seats on the old-fashioned train.

The bright windows also turned dark yellow, the floor was dirty, as if no one had cleaned it for many years, and there was a faint rotten smell floating in the air.

"This doesn't seem to be the high-speed train we took before, but an old-fashioned train!"

"This is too old. Even if we go back ten or 20 years, there may not be such an old train. This style seems to be the earliest trains a hundred years ago."

A hundred years ago?