Game of Destiny: This player is different.

Chapter 222 Test

The analysis of the 1.0 test version is almost over.

Going on is all speculation at the theoretical level.

The specific response will need to wait for the test of time.

Putting the gold and silver battle coins into the backpack, Qin Nuo casually clicked on the item page for the announcement period of the Treasure Pavilion.

Sure enough, a lot of them popped out in unison.

Like a battered flintlock, a damaged machete, yellowed ladies' high heels, Mario's pipe wrench, a kid's baseball bat...

Qin Nuo even saw a cylindrical shape, a thermos cup with a suspicious purpose, and a black granular stick shaped like a sausage.

It's really a big world, there are no wonders.

I thought it was weird enough to make bricks and pans by myself, but I didn't expect there to be more outrageous than him.

It's just that most of these extraordinary props are of ordinary quality.

Excellent quality is rare, and good quality is completely absent.

Presumably, the player's current equipment level is basically maintained at the level of excellent quality.

After clicking to collect the ordinary quality items he liked, Qin Nuo put the corpse of the Rain Demon in the bag on it at a price of 300 game coins.

As for whether it's worth it...it's hard to say.

What if someone is blind?

After closing the system panel, he stood up and moved around a few times, then glanced at the time.

20 o'clock exactly.

Go to bed too early.

The game is not interesting.

It's a little late to go out to find tasks to do.

After thinking about it, Qin Nuo decided to test the newly learned [Evil King True Eye].

According to the description of the skill, you need to silently recite the activation language before using it.

Suppressing his shame, he yelled the classic lines of Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua into the air: "Explode, reality! Crush, spirit! Disappear! This world!"

As soon as the voice fell, he immediately picked up the mirror to see if there was anything unusual.

Fortunately, everything in the mirror was as usual, except that the iris of the right eye turned from black to golden yellow.

There is a sense of déjà vu that Kakashi opened Sharingan.

Close your left eye and look around with your right eye.

Vision levels were not affected.

Continue testing.

After consuming 50 sanity points, Qin Nuo began to fantasize in his mind.

Try using the skill to create an illusion in the living room.

In the dark, strands of invisible aura containing extraordinary elements condensed in the air.

Soon, a fat blue man with a height of less than 1.3 meters and no neck appeared in front of him.

It's just that the phantom of the fat blue man was not stable, and it disappeared like a dream bubble after only a few seconds.

"Is it impossible to create virtual characters that don't exist?"

Qin Nuo was a little disappointed, and spent 50 sanity points to fantasize about another thing that actually existed.

After a few seconds.

In the living room appeared a wretched man wearing the uniform of a chemical factory worker, with a greasy temperament and a face that looked like gold!A middle-aged man.

At first glance, it looks like a real person.

But if you observe carefully, you can notice that the other party's expression and eyes are slightly hollow, like a doll that has lost its soul.

Qin Nuo rubbed his chin, looking back and forth at the "Brother Arrow" he made.

"Hmm... It's okay to use it to bluff people from a distance if you don't observe it closely. It's similar to a holographic projection."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to "Brother Arrow" on the forehead.

The palm didn't pass through, it just caused some ripples on the phantom's face.

It's like touching a wax figure that has just been made.

"Oh, that's not bad."

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows and poured a trace of Jiuyang Qi into his palm.

As a result, "Brother Arrow" exploded like a water polo, leaving no bones left.

Obviously, the phantom created with [Evil King's True Eye] cannot withstand the attack of extraordinary power.

It won't work if you want to use this trick as a shield.

To sum up, the effect of phantom skills is acceptable.

In some occasions where it is inconvenient to leave, you can use this trick to escape.

In battle, it may also be able to play an unexpected role.

"Test another effect."

Since there were no other living creatures at hand, Qin Nuo could only use himself as an experiment.

It seems reckless, but it is normal.

After all, which of the great scientific research masters in history is not a ruthless person who uses himself to conduct experiments?

For example, Sir Newton, who has been studying theology all his life, used a thick needle to pierce between his eyes and the eye bones.

And stick it into the back of the eyeball as much as possible, then press the eyeball with a needle...

Another example is Ms. Elizabeth Asham.

In order to treat the wounded of the Spanish-American War, she X-rayed herself more than once in the laboratory.

In the end, of course, Asham died of cancer because of too much ionizing radiation.

Closer to home.

Qin Nuo silently picked up the mirror and pointed it at himself.

As the mobilization language is recited, 50 sanity points are consumed.

The golden right eye bloomed with strange brilliance.

Skill - Fantasy Time activates!

In an instant, he felt confused and his brain became dizzy.

it seems...as if...

There was a strange man in a suit running towards him with his feet on Chelsea.

Funny outfits, a desperate running posture, and a serious expressionless face.

The strong contrast between movement and stillness is a bit like the moment when the joker went crazy.

People can't help but feel inexplicably shocked!

Fuck you, Blue Enchantress! ?

This thought flashed through his mind.

In the next second, the passive effect of Bing Xin Jue is activated.

Qin Nuo regained his clarity.

He clutched his slightly aching forehead and lay on his back on the sofa.

The after-effects of mental pollution from fantasy time are a bit strong.

must be slow.

...

Monday evening two days later.

In front of a private high school with a large area and magnificent architectural style.

The students who had just finished their course walked out of the school in twos and threes.

It is different from the red and white school uniform of Xiangyang High School.

The dresses of these students all reveal a foreign style.

Boys wear navy blue casual suit jackets, white shirts and school ties inside.

Underneath is well-cut black slacks and hand-made calfskin shoes.

The girls wore knee-length skirts, revealing their long white and pink legs.

It is also mixed with hi silk, white silk, and alphabet socks.

Looking from afar, seductive, seductive.

If some sanctimonious guardians of the education circle were here, they would probably beat their chests hard and lament how depraved the atmosphere of this school is.

lift!Report, big move!report.

"Huh? Look, there is a seller of candied haws over there."

A tall girl dyed in grandma gray said in amazement.

The three girls who were traveling with him looked in the direction of his finger.

Across the road not far away, there is a battery car painted in Hungry blue and white.

On the back seat of the battery car, a stick of grass and wood was inserted.

Dozens of strings of red candied haws are strung on it, which looks quite attractive.

"Isn't it forbidden to set up stalls near our school? This peddler is quite courageous."

Another girl wondered.

"Maybe it's new here. Don't worry about it, I haven't eaten candied haws for a long time, I'll buy two bunches."

The four girls walked towards the vendor side by side.

Before them, many students had noticed the sudden appearance of the hawker.

Curious, sizing up, guessing.

All eyes fell on this person.

Chapter 223 Can't Guess What Rich People Think

This candied haws peddler with his legs straddled and as thin as two to five to eighty thousand is so special.

Melancholy eyes, sobbing Hu Zhazi.

I can't tell which brand of blue sweater it is.

Cargo jeans so pale washed that the base color is barely recognizable.

And the pair of yellow war-damaged Martin boots with a strong Syrian style.

If it weren't for the small electric donkey that was suspected to be converted from a shared battery car, the back seat of the car was stuck with sticks full of candied haws.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a small cement mixer who just got off work from the construction site.

this person...

Where did it come from?

With doubts, two young high school boys walked over.

While looking curiously at this peddler who was concentrating on tinkering with mobile phones, he asked, "Boss, are you selling candied haws?"