Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Spinning, jumping, I closed my eyes.

Nanfeng felt like he was thrown into a drum washing machine, and the whole person kept rolling up and down, and the world was spinning.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Nanfeng stopped, and his feet stepped firmly on the ground.

"Ugh..."

He squatted down and retched for a long time, and almost vomited stomach acid.

Where is this?

Nanfeng, who was dizzy, had not recovered yet.

He only remembered that after he entered the teleportation point, he touched a star casually, and when he reacted, he found that the star was the dim ninth star.

The ninth star represents the ninth floor of the [Nine-Layered Demon Tower].

Nanfeng thought that the teleportation would fail, but he didn't expect that he would still teleport away, and he was teleported into the 'drum washing machine'.

Slowly raising his head, Nanfeng looked at the gray sky.

The feeling of weightlessness just now, he should have fallen from the sky, right?

Shaking his dizzy head, Nanfeng stood up and looked around: "Is this the ninth floor of the Nine-Layer Demon Tower?"

"Isn't that right? Didn't Yan Nujiao say that the eighth and ninth floors of the Demon Tower were damaged?"

"Then how did I teleport here?"

This place was filled with gray fog everywhere. Even if Nanfeng had excellent eyesight, he couldn't see far.

This situation made Nanfeng feel very dangerous.

Because what you can't see is the most terrifying.

After standing there for a while, and waiting for his mind to be completely clear, Nanfeng walked forward.

"Let's find the teleportation point first, and by the way, see if there are any big treasures here."

After walking in the gray fog for a long time, Nanfeng's face gradually became solemn.

Everywhere is exactly the same!

There is no reference point here, and it is impossible to distinguish the front, back, left, and right. Nanfeng walked for a long time, and he felt like he was going around in circles!

"Something is wrong."

Nanfeng took out the [Netherworld Thorn] and drew a big "↑" on the ground.

Then he continued to move forward, drawing an arrow on the ground every time he walked a certain distance.

Just like that, after walking an unknown distance, Nanfeng suddenly stopped.

On the ground in front of him, there was an arrow pointing to the left ‘←’.

“Is it really going in circles?”

Nanfeng spread his devil wings and flew into the sky, trying to find a way out from the sky.

But the gray fog in the sky was thicker and denser, and it would make people feel dizzy, dizzy, and nauseous.

Nanfeng gave up after flying for only a dozen seconds and returned to the ground.

“It’s difficult.”

Nanfeng took a deep breath, sat down on the spot, lit a bonfire, and began to think about how to leave this hellhole.

This place is a bit similar to the fog in the Ancient Forest.

But after walking into that fog, you will be randomly teleported away.

This fog will only trap people in it.

"Is this still in the Nine-Layer Demon Tower? I hope that after the trial is over, the white-haired old man can get me out."

But Nanfeng knew in his heart that the place where he was now was most likely the ninth floor of the Nine-Layer Demon Tower.

That white-haired old man seemed to be unable to take care of the ninth floor.

Da.

An extremely light footstep sounded behind Nanfeng.

Nanfeng's muscles were tense, and he did not act rashly.

Ten seconds later, the footsteps sounded again.

The thing behind him was approaching Nanfeng at an extremely slow speed!

He...want to sneak attack your Nanye?

Nanfeng smiled crookedly and took out a spray gun from his backpack without making a sound.

Sneak attack me? As soon as you get close, I will turn around and spray you to death.

Da, da, da.

The thing behind him saw that Nanfeng did not notice it, and he could not help but speed up his pace.

10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters...Nanfeng listened to the sound to determine the position, and determined that the thing behind him was getting closer and closer.

He held the gun tightly in both hands, waiting for the opponent to come within 2 meters, and then he would spray him into a sieve.

4 meters, 3 meters...Nanfeng's hands were throbbing with veins, and he was about to turn around and shoot again, when he heard a puzzled voice behind him: "Who are you?"

What? Blue Star people?

Nanfeng quickly withdrew his hands and looked at the person behind him.

Behind him was a young man with curly hair and a nose ring. It was not difficult to tell from his appearance that this should be the Chosen One of Asan Country.

But the Chosen One of Asan Country...why is he here?

Seeing that Nanfeng did not answer, Asan asked the Chosen One again: "Who are you?"

Strange, why didn't the Creator System translate?

Did it crash?

Nanfeng frowned, his brain spinning rapidly, and he answered with all his life's knowledge: "I'm fine, think you, and you?"

"..." The Chosen One of the Asan Kingdom was speechless, and said in poor Dragon Kingdom dialect, "Dragon Kingdom, Chosen One? You, name, what?"

Now Nanfeng understood: "My name is Nanfeng, what's yours?"

"Oh, Nanfeng! You, Nanfeng!"

The Chosen One of the Asan Kingdom was surprised, and danced happily on the spot, and then said: "I, Miles Solomon!"

Miles Solomon?

Nanfeng was stunned, this guy is Miles Solomon?

He still remembered that some time ago, Miles Solomon said in the [Chat Channel] that he found a secret place and invited everyone to explore it.

Nanfeng wanted to go there, but Miles Solomon didn't pass his friend request, so he had to give up.

I didn't expect to meet here...

"Wait, this isn't the secret place you mentioned, is it?" A gleam of light flashed in Nanfeng's eyes, "Doesn't that mean Long Wudi is also here?"

"Deaf, Wudi." Miles nodded vigorously, and then spread his hands, "I'll see him, yesterday."

What the hell is this dragon-style bird language, and it sounds... like it really is.

Fortunately, Nanfeng also knows dragon-style bird language, so communication is not a problem.

"Tell me where Long Wudi is? Otherwise, don't blame me for giving you some color to see see!"

Miles shook his head vigorously, muttering: "No to freezing, no to freezing."

Nanfeng was too lazy to ask him, so he lightly tapped the [Tactical Earphone] and started calling Long Wudi: "Brother Long, Brother Long, I'm Brother Feng, please answer if you hear me, oh."

After waiting for a while, Nanfeng did not wait for Long Wudi's reply.

It should be that the communication distance of the [Tactical Earphone] has exceeded... Nanfeng started running forward, calling Long Wudi while running.

Finally, half an hour later, Long Wudi's voice finally came through his headset:

"Hey, Brother Feng? You've come to this godforsaken place too?"

You think I want to come? ... Nanfeng tapped the [Tactical Headset] and said seriously: "You've been missing for so long, of course I have to come and see what's going on."

Long Wudi was silent for a moment, and seemed a little touched: "I'm sorry to have worried Brother Feng."

Nanfeng's mouth twitched.

Brother, I just said that casually, you didn't take it seriously, did you?

Worried about you? You're Long Wudi, why would I worry about you?

I'm only worried about whether I can leave this damn place...