don't open your eyes [unlimited]

Zhuang Die emptied all the melon seeds, took out a large handful of lollipops from Ling Su, and stuffed them all into his pants pocket.

Only then did he realize that the deputy captain was gone, and looked back: "Captain?"

"Let's share the spoils." Ling Su let go of his hand regretfully, and put Zhuang Die back on the small bench, "Is your skill bar turned on? The first time you open it, you will get a big turntable. You can get it, and you will get an initial skill .”

Zhuang Die's eyes lit up, and he poked quickly on the virtual screen, and he found a message reminder that was almost missed.

Taking advantage of Zhuang Die's research on the background, Ling Su has already allocated the team's task rewards.

The settlement rewards given by "Cocoon" are very generous. According to the evaluation of the task contribution value, after deducting the total 2 reward points from D3 and F679.52, the rest will become their team income.

Probably due to the particularity of this dream, the background of several people has accumulated a lot of risk warnings and warnings.

The warning signs that appeared in the middle of these missions meant that they had missed several crises that could lead to a collapse of consciousness.In order to protect the personal safety of the taskers, "Cocoon" is ready to forcibly withdraw their consciousness from the dream realm at any time.

As the leaders of both sides, Lingsu and D2 need to give detailed answers to the risk warnings of each node.

After they submit the complete summary report of this mission, the headquarters will make another assessment based on the details of the mission and give a reasonable risk compensation.

Ling Su transferred the reward points belonging to Zhuang Die to him, and chose to withdraw all the reward points for the vice captain, and handed over the dividends of D2 and F3 directly to the headquarters.

He turned back to the backstage, and took a deep breath facing two full pages of risk warnings.

If it wasn't for worrying that the other party would get through the dream and kill him, Ling Su would really like to get the D2 share to [-] reward points out of his own pocket, and ask the other party to write a copy for himself when writing the report...

Zhuang Die was still working on the mental power gain mode, and when he turned around, he found Ling Su bumping his head against the virtual screen: "Captain...what's wrong?"

"Small things." Ling Su wiped his face, pulled himself together, and returned to Zhuang Die with [-] free lottery draws, "What did you find?"

Zhuang Die opened his data strip: "I have one more option here."

Ling Su leaned over: "Let me take a look."

Zhuang Die's current total spiritual power is 85/100, which means that his current blood bar status is 85%.Next to the column of mental power value, there is another line of small gray characters, which reads "whether to enable the mental power gain mode".

Zhuang Die tried to select "Yes", and the column of mental power became a state of constant flashing to be confirmed.

"This is another usage of the health bar." Ling Su sat cross-legged beside him, "Do you still remember when D2 was unilaterally knocked unconscious by the captain?"

Zhuang Die nodded: "I just read it."

The key clues about the main line of Dreamland will be reminded at any time during the mission, and the branch lines that are far away from the topic will be stored in the team clue library for later review tasks when necessary.

Zhuang Die almost missed the big turntable for unlocking the gift in the skill bar, and simply clicked through all the unread red dots in the background, but unfortunately found no useful content.

"When attacking the captain, his speed was significantly faster than usual, with special explosion effects attached to his hands."

Ling Su clicked on the video, selected one of the frames, and zoomed in on the screenshot for Zhuang Die to see the details: "These are the gains of mental power. If necessary, the tasker can choose to consume part of the mental power to improve other statistics, or It is to turn on some special effects for a short time."

If you use the game as an analogy, this is like forcing the burning of the blood bar to turn on the acceleration/explosion mode.If it can be used properly at critical moments, it can often achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Of course, this state of doubling mental power consumption is not so pleasant.

The rapid loss of mental power will cause the tasker to enter a shutdown mode similar to the high-speed operation of the brain.The human body will feel obvious fatigue, dizziness and even headache, and in severe cases, it may directly lose consciousness for a short time.

It is also because of this that the restrictions on unlocking the buff mode for the first time are very strict—for example, Zhuang Die can only consume 5% of his mental power at one time for regular speed, strength, hearing and vision improvements, or It consumes 3% of mental power to activate a special effect.

Zhuang Die still couldn't help being a little excited, chose a special effect gain of 3%, held his breath and snapped his fingers.

At the same time, a sudden dizziness quickly enveloped him.Ling Su had been prepared for a long time, and stretched out his arms in time to wrap him firmly: "How do you feel?"

The dizziness was extremely short, and disappeared quickly in just a flash.

Zhuang Die himself didn't feel anything, he leaned against Ling Su a little discouraged, looking at a small spark that quickly extinguished from his fingers: "..."

"It's already pretty good." Ling Su nodded, "When I tried it for the first time, I punched my fingers sorely and there was no response."

Zhuang Die's curly hair raised a little: "Really?"

"Really. Later, I finally felt that my fingers were a little hot and aching. I was very happy and felt that God paid off."

Ling Su nodded solemnly: "After a closer look, it turns out that the skin is worn out."

Zhuang Die didn't hold back and coughed twice, and the corners of his mouth lifted up.

Ling Su hugged him, his eyes fell on Zhuang Die, and he smiled too: "Okay... let's see how lucky you are this time."

He transferred all the [-] free lottery draws to Zhuang Die's backstage, and kept doing nothing, and transferred all the useless lottery draws he had saved up.

The number of lottery draws in the background increased rapidly, and just jumped to "1000", when it was suddenly stopped by Zhuang Die: "Wait a minute."

Ling Su was a little curious: "Is there any preparations?"

Zhuang Die nodded solemnly.

He sat down next to Ling Su, but felt that it was not enough, so he simply pulled up Ling Su's hanging right hand and hugged him whole in his arms.

Ling Su sat where he was, suddenly feeling a little nervous.

He quickly sat up straight, cleared his throat unnaturally, and rubbed his hair with empty hands: "This—is this also considered preparation work?"

Ling Su looked down at the ordinary shirt he had changed casually.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

If I had known this process earlier, I should at least change into a cool T-shirt full of personality, and spend a few hundred bonus points to buy a sunbath, so that my complexion looks a little healthier, so that I won’t always be said by the vice-captain to be like haunted...

"It's very important." Zhuang Die hugged him a little tighter, "Don't move around."

Ling Su immediately shut his mouth and sat down, completely handing over his arms to Little Curly.

Probably because the other party's posture was too serious, Ling Su recalled his luck all the time, and even faintly felt a little awe of this mysterious process with unknown effects.

——He always draws colored bricks, most likely because he lacks such a set of rituals, and every time he smashes the lottery button with crumpled waste paper, he is considered not devout enough by "Cocoon"...

Zhuang Die stared at the screen intently, counting sheep quickly according to the Fibonacci sequence in a low voice, holding Ling Su's arm tightly in his arms.

Ling Su heard Zhuang Die's number law. In this atmosphere, he felt that he should do something, so he asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to come together..."

"... 46368 sheep, 75025 sheep, 121393 sheep."

Zhuang Die just walked to the end in one breath, decisively pulled out the hand holding Ling Su, and pressed the button for one thousand consecutive draws.

The prize pool on the virtual screen spins with dizzying speed.

Zhuang Di raised his head.

If this scene appeared in reality, its amazingness alone would probably be enough to cause countless exclamations and photos.

Perhaps no one would not want to use all means to try to preserve the picture in front of them.

Around him and Ling Su, it almost seemed like a spectacular rain of light.

Countless white lights interweaved and converged around them, falling rapidly like raindrops.

Occasionally, due to the interlacing of paths, these light rays collide into dots of broken light, and then recondense in an instant, returning to their respective orbits.

Zhuang Die stretched out his hand, and the thin rays of light fell on him along the palm of his hand, weaving and interlacing into a translucent three-dimensional grid.

At the same time, Zhuang Die also noticed that countless extra-thick white lights penetrated the dream barrier and entered his private dream.

Zhuang Die intuitively guessed that those should be the props that Ling Su said were "directly bound to the owner himself".

They are now in the public area of ​​the team, so these drawn items are temporarily stored in the private dream domain, and they can be checked by Zhuang Die when he returns.

As for the massive prizes that were dropped directly, they were piled up in the public area in a chaotic and orderly manner, unexpectedly subtly fitting the same theme...

Ling Su suddenly took a step forward and stopped Zhuang Die behind him.

……

A door suddenly appeared in front of them.

This door is dull black, with many small scratches on the edges, and the handle is no longer smooth. It can be seen that it is a bit old, and it doesn't look like a product of a lottery.

Someone knocked twice on the door.Before they could respond, the other party had already turned the handle, opened the door and walked in.

Through Ling Su's shoulder, Zhuang Die saw two strange figures in black suits.

"Captain." Zhuang Die tugged at Ling Su's sleeve, "Is one thousand strokes against the law?"

Ling Su was very sure, and replied in a low voice: "Impossible, last time I drew a brick factory for Lao Song, and it's still in his dream."

According to his observations, "Cocoon" even encourages this kind of enthusiasm for lottery invisibly.

More than [-] consecutive draws will trigger a certain suit, and more than [-] consecutive draws can trigger a complete situation series. The probability of getting rare hidden items is much higher than that of single draws.

Because it was really hard to refuse a set of limited edition blind boxes, many team members couldn't resist the temptation and spent their reward points on more lucky draws.

Zhuang Die was a little relieved, heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly hid the playing cards and melon seeds in his private dream domain.

At the same time, Ling Su also walked straight towards the two of them, and asked straight to the point: "D2 asked you to come?"

He asked too directly, but the two of them didn't know how to answer, they looked at each other silently, and frowned at Ling Su.

"Captain Ling." One of them stepped forward and revealed his identity according to the rules. "The headquarters just sent us to take a look. Please don't be nervous."

While explaining, while avoiding the still falling light, he showed his identity certificate with the logo of the department directly under "Cocoon".

"I know." Ling Su nodded, "We didn't violate the rules in the mission, right? The experience points you got over there have already been passed."

The man fell silent: "..."

...Although the fight has passed, it is better not to fight.

The reward points for A-level missions can easily reach hundreds of thousands, and it may even exceed one million if you encounter the extremely difficult dream realm.

After suddenly receiving a transfer of 679.52 points, the statistics department in charge of sorting out the points at the headquarters stopped working for 10 minutes and checked carefully several times to see if there was something wrong with the machine.

"You did a great job."

The man pushed his glasses, and bypassed the topic somewhat bluntly: "We just... have a look."

In fact, they rarely perform this kind of task-because the whole content of the task is actually nothing more than "come and see".

D2 took a third-level team member to perform a team task, and exited sleep mode before the task was settled.Another third-level team member was still receiving targeted treatment in a sleep state due to severe fluctuations in SAN value during the mission.

D2 insisted on sending someone from the headquarters to this junior team to take a look, but no matter how much they asked, they refused to say a single word of the reason.

The headquarters felt a little strange, so they sent the two of them over—but the object of investigation, the direction of the investigation, and the purpose of the investigation were all unclear, so they had to determine the access location first, and came to the public meeting room of the subordinate team...

The man froze for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked up suspiciously.

He and his colleagues looked at each other, adjusted his glasses, and looked around again.

The aroma that just wafted over was from a roast duck restaurant on the street corner. Not far away was a stall selling candied haws. Behind it was a person-high old-fashioned charcoal stove that was roasting hot sweet potatoes. .

The signboard of red oil maocai was on, iced sour plum soup was being sold beside the fried skewers stand, cotton candy sticks were whirling, and half a sack of popcorn exploded with a bang.

……

Ling Su was wearing a shirt and had just rolled up his cuffs when an iron spoon was added to his hand at some point, and a large iron pot for frying chestnuts in sugar was placed in front of him.

Behind him was a young man with curly hair, wearing an apron, holding two bags of skewers in his hand, poking his head out to look at them.

"...Sorry." The man suddenly came back to his senses and quickly apologized, "We must have gone the wrong way."

The colleagues around him are still bowing their heads to confirm the coordinates of the dream domain: "It shouldn't be, this is the public conference room..."

"Does this look like a conference room to you?"

"Of course not, but 'Cocoon' shouldn't go wrong..."

"We have all received 679.52 point transfers, what else is impossible?"

"..."

The two discussed a few words in a low voice, and determined that it should be due to being too exhausted from continuous work, which caused a short-term dislocation of the cognition just now.

As for the strange performance of D2, it should also be a sequela left by the cognitive shock during the task.

Or, D2 is dissatisfied with the boring mode of the headquarters, and wants them to learn the team style and appearance of the subordinate teams...

They didn't stay any longer, and apologized to Ling Su in the increasingly alluring aroma.When he opened the door, he quickly left the public night market of this junior team.

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The author has something to say:

"if not."

Investigators recorded: "Could someone pull out a food street with their bare hands?"