Chapter 1688: The second life is worthy of the name!

At the beginning, Mikarov ate quite happily.
The food made him very happy.
However, half an hour passed.
Mikarov gradually felt something was wrong, he found his stomach swelled slowly, a feeling of fullness filled his mind.
Mikarov blinked and put down the hind leg of the Mastiff halfway through.
Slowly touching his belly, Mikarov's complexion changed.
"My food...diminished?"
"I am a man who can eat three king-level burgers!"
Mikarov murmured to himself, and immediately noticed the food debris on the table, and then his eyelids jumped wildly.
The piles of food debris unconsciously were already much more than he had imagined, and the piles of piles were almost from the table to his shoulders.
Mikarov suddenly realized that he had eaten so much food unconsciously!
No wonder the food is so delicious, I still feel full.
"Eat...can't eat anymore."
Mikarov looked at the remaining food with a third of regret, sighed slightly, and was about to stand up and exercise. Anyway, the four-winged angel did not mention the specific time spent.
A second later, a drop of cold sweat emerged from Mikarov's forehead.
He found that he couldn't stand up, a feeling of paralysis caught his mind.
With a chuckle in my heart.
Mikarov found that his mouth was uncontrollably widened to the limit.
Then he grabbed a large piece of dark food similar to bread with both hands, and then stuffed it into his mouth.
With a few swallows, Mikarov threw the food into his throat and swallowed it into his belly.
"No! No, I don't want it!"
Mikarov yelled in his heart, but couldn't stop the movement of his hands and mouth.
There were tears in his eyes.
Pain, discomfort, fear, fear and other emotions burst out violently.
He began to despair in the food!
The rest of the participants were almost caught in this pessimism, fearing that they would die here alive!
Xiao Yu, the behind-the-scenes man who operated all this, was chuckling at this time, examining the difference between the negative emotions and positive emotions of these closed beta members to the dream world?
To be honest... For Xiao Yu, it doesn't make a big difference whether it's positive or negative, it's just an energy to expand the world of dreams.
Xiao Yu is not like the of nightmares, because of the personality reason he is more inclined to let the visitors of the dream world have nightmares.
After repeatedly confirming that the positive and negative are the same.
Xiao Yu moved.
Suddenly, Mikarov felt a blow in his stomach, and found his stomach flattened again.
The feeling of fullness disappears and the appetite regains.
Enjoying the rest of the food has become a wonderful journey of enjoyment.
After eating all the food on the table.
Mikarov felt that he had regained his freedom, and quickly stood up, not anxiously entering the second arch, but moved his body to reflect on the strange feeling just now.
Although there was such a bad experience, but after the result was good, this recall even gave Mikarov a trace of illusion that the experience was quite tasteful.
And... Mikarov touched his belly, his eyes glowing:
"You may enjoy unlimited food in the spirit world!"
"This is the gospel of all old gluttons and those who are troubled by false weight loss!"
"No matter how much you eat, you don't have to be afraid of eating badly, or you will have excess fat calories."
"God, if it can be popularized, can you make amazing profits in the food industry alone?"
"I don't know how the food of the spirit world is made. If a chef is also needed, can it also bring some employment?"
Mikarov thought a little bit upwards, until the table suddenly disappeared, he came back to his mind, quickly packed his clothes and ran into the second arch.
After entering the second arch, Mikarov also felt a sense of dizziness, and then recovered.
He had already seen it turned into a rather ancient ancient Athens-style open-air arena.
This arena is not big, and it is similar to the ordinary basketball hall in reality.
And it seems that it may be the reason that the age is too old, and many places are flawed.
It's just that there are some audiences sitting on those stone long chairs in twos and threes.
Most of these viewers have translucent bodies, and at a glance Mikarov thought of the words of terrible creatures such as ghosts and evil spirits.
None of the few who have entities are normal human beings, either bull-headed or snake-headed.
In addition, Mikarov also saw a few elves with fist-size flying around the weirdo.
It is a pity that although his eyesight is well maintained, he still can't clearly see the appearance of the elves, and I don't know if they are as beautiful as flowers in the game.
In the sky, the holy light fell, and the four-winged angel appeared over the arena and looked at Mikarov.
The archangel's gaze made Mikarov feel a little uneasy and cramped.
At the same time, with the white light coming out of the body, Mikarov stared at the super-precious hand-made suit on his body, and suddenly disappeared into a set of leather armor that was standard in the game's early brave.
A small round wooden shield and a dagger also appeared in his hand.
"what is the rhythm?"
Mikarov squeezed the hilt of the dagger, and his body slowly tightened to make a standard movement of lifting the shield.
Mikarov was stunned, and immediately realized that he was controlled by the great power again.
Then he found himself under the watch of non-humans and archangels all around, and began to wield his daggers and shields, and his moves were quite regular.
This novel feeling made Mikarov couldn't help but think of the virtual reality animation and animation she had seen, and she couldn't help but feel hot.
He secretly rejoiced that he was really right!
At a time when my heart is overwhelming.
Suddenly his footsteps fell, but he regained control of his body.
Then he heard the majestic voice of the four-winged archangel again:
"Contestant, the battle test is now on!"
"You have unlimited opportunities for rebirth."
"Defeat the enemy within half an hour... You can successfully pass this test and get a mysterious prize."
After that, the wings of the four-winged archangel flickered slightly, and the whole person flew to at least a thousand kilometers above the ground.
Boom!
The bell of the arena was struck.
With a clatter, a heavy wooden door was pushed open.
Then, a green leather ogre with a height of about two meters and five, bulging with muscles all over his body, rushed out, and from time to time, a large wooden stick held in his hand hit the solid ground with a thud.
"what?"
"fighting?"
Mikarov was able to make a fortune from the time of Mosca's chaos, and he naturally killed and fought.
However, he swears to Tian that he has never received cold weapon training, and has never fought with monsters!
Seeing the green-skinned ogres that are slowly approaching, have a breathtaking momentum, and have an amazing odor on their bodies.
Mikarov was not scared after being scared.
Fortunately, it is also the owl of Mosca origin, with the blood of the fighting nation flowing on him.
Plus there is a guarantee that it will not really die.
Mikarov raised his dagger high and suddenly shouted at the green-skin ogre:
"Ula!"
"Kuma!"
Mikarov trotting towards the green-skin ogre, at this moment he seemed to awaken the blood of the ancient ancestors of the Mosca people.
At this moment, his ancestors and heroes who fought bravely with mammoths seemed to possess him, so that he was full of courage and courage!
then.
As Mikarov approached the three-meter range of the Green Leather Ogre and jumped up with a dagger!
boom!
A loud noise caused by the collision of wood and meat exploded in the air.
Immediately, Mikarov flew out in front of the green-skinned ogre with a residual image, banged on the stone fence more than ten meters away, his head was broken, and he was killed on the spot!
Uh!
A holy light fell.
Two seconds later, Mikarov, who was out of his face and couldn’t stop peeing, recovered and climbed as before, looking into the green ogre’s gaze, and there was an inexplicable fear.
"Is that just death?"
"It's too real, this spirit world is really too real!"
I think of the great horror of death that occurred just that moment, and the feeling of having no bones on my body after being hit is a good pain.
Mikarov was terrified and terrified.
The heroic spirit of the ancestors, the blood of the fighting nation, vanished in front of this stick.
If he can, he hopes to terminate the game early.
What a mysterious prize... he doesn't want it!
"I... I surrender!"
Mikarov exclaimed loudly.
It is a pity that the audience and the Archangel didn't respond silently.
And after the nose of this green-skinned ogre spurted a blast of heat, the big wooden stick banged on the ground, violently!
It seems that this green-skinned ogre is not reasonable.
Next, it became a green-skinned ogre chasing the Mikarov full arena, and from time to time achieved kill achievements.
The number of consecutive kills is steadily climbing towards double digits...
Xiao Yu shook his head slightly as he watched the scene. This Mikarov didn't seem to have much fighting talent or fighting potential.
However, the energy of emotional fluctuation between life and death is really big enough.
The emotional energy generated in just a few minutes has exceeded the previous two levels.
Hmm...Is it possible to consider a fighting game to reap the emotional energy of players who are not afraid of death?
Not very good, just like those in the Nine Saints Continent of the villain, who will be tortured to death by a series of nightmares.
The intense emotional fluctuations in the dream world are in fact constantly consuming their own spiritual power and even soul energy.
It can be said that with ordinary people's talents, even if he stays here for a long time, even if Xiao Yu is not malicious, he will be mentally debilitated, and depression may increase greatly.
And if there are too many violent fluctuations, the possibility of going crazy and amnesia directly cannot be ruled out.
Xiao Yu is also not an evil spirit, and naturally will not cause problems for real-world testers.
This is a sign of smashing the dark council!
Xiao Yu looked at others.
Found that most people are similar to Mikarov.
Even many people are not as good as Mikarov. Fortunately, this Mosca man had the courage to raise his dagger in the beginning.
Of course, there are so many outstanding people among so many people.
The oriental man who entered the arch the fastest, after dying for the fifteenth time, by virtue of exchanging injuries for death, the green ogre lost his combat power on both hands and feet. Victory.
In addition, a tester who claimed to be a certain grandfather appeared to be a top special force of a certain force. After he died for the seventh time, he found a chance to climb on the back of the green skin ogre and cut the opponent with a short sword. After cutting off the other person's head, he still habitually squatted down, groaning in his mouth and other strange noises.
Half an hour ends.
Only fifteen people can really clear customs.
Afterwards, everyone was transported back to the gray place where they came.
Mikarov was lying on the ground sweating and sweating, panicked for a while.
The four-winged angel flew over and released a soothing technique against these people.
Holy light shone on these people, as far as possible to calm their panic and anxiety, lest they go back and still have nightmares because of these memories.
After more than ten seconds, it was basically fine to see these people.
The four-winged angels waved their sleeves, leaving them all out of this dream world.
"what!"
"Ah!"
In the hall of the real world, a series of exclamations came out.
Then they woke up rubbing their foreheads and found out where they were.
These people all showed ecstatic expressions.
Mikarov also shined with two eyes, and after experiencing the spirit world, he was completely convinced of the description of Second Life.
Although he feels that the organizers are a little unfriendly in content, this does not affect his possibility of seeing the future of this spiritual world.
"The spirit world means the future!"
Mikarov grunted, and then heard that the wizard on the podium coughed lightly and said that the figure disappeared after the time of the next test.
Mikarov quickly stood up and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. He shouted:
"I don't know if all of you here have successfully cleared to the end."
"To be honest, I am very interested in the mysterious prize! If... someone gets the prize but hopes to get other resources, please contact me, I will definitely give a reward that makes everyone happy!"
Mikarov said this, slightly bowed down to salute, everything behaved politely, and then he took out his business card case and prepared to distribute it to everyone.
I didn't think that other seats also stood up one after another, and a big man who was rich or expensive said almost the same words~EbookFREE.me~ Especially a tycoon in the game industry, it was a sign of radiance. All internal testers are welcome to participate in his foundation. He is willing to provide billions of funds to this foundation to specifically support the testers participating in the spiritual world!
After half an hour...
The details of the spirit world cannot be kept secret.
Although it is not yet known to ordinary people.
The upper circles are sensational.
Especially as the details are unearthed one by one, the name of Second Life turns out to be true!
The internet tycoons were all shaken together.
The top game tycoon went to the Commander's Mansion to find out how to deal with the Dark Council and the feasibility of developing a virtual reality game.