The blind box of the plane was exposed, and foreigners cried for entry into China

After the system finished all this, it prepared to escape into the database and find a corner to hide itself tightly.

However, the system that turned into a data stream paused, turned around and giggled, trying to get out of the system space. It circled around Ling Xiaoyue, found a satisfactory angle, and transformed into a slender, bare-footed, hairy leg and kicked Ling Xiaoyue.

"bang～～～"

The system's data flow was visibly delayed for a moment.

"Made!!! I forgot this guy has put on several layers of protection for himself!!!"

"Hot damn! The data stream almost broke apart for me!"

The data stream, nearly shattered by the reaction force, took a long time to reunite. The system, clutching its scattered data particles, disappeared over Ling Xiaoyue's head, looking pitiful and forlorn.

Ling Xiaoyue, who was completely unaware, suddenly felt the scene in front of him spread out like ripples on water.

"Hmm? What's going on? Is this plane stuck?"

Ling Xiaoyue, who had not yet realized that he was trapped in an illusion, reached out to rub his eyes.

Could it be the skill of some magical beast or the domain of an illusionist? He wondered, and as he raised his hand, he touched the huge pearl hanging around his neck, which looked like a head.

Mermaid Tears?! Ling Xiaoyue's mind suddenly flashed. He immediately looked up at the three people opening the coffin in front of him.

How could those three be opening a Russian nesting doll coffin? They were clearly digging holes one after another!

Turning to look at Cheng Jia and his friends, he found that everyone, including himself, was standing there stupidly, all staring blankly at the three people digging the hole in the center with bright and dull eyes.

Then I looked at the size of the hole. Wow! It was just big enough to bury them!

After Ling Xiaoyue realized that he was trapped in an illusion, he didn't care how the mermaid tears appeared outside the system space. He quickly raised the large pearl on his body and slapped it several times.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

After three sounds like slaps hitting a water ball, everything in this space suddenly became darker, like a dispersing mist.

The eyes of the people who were trapped in the illusion gradually regained clarity.

Ling Xiaoyue looked speechlessly at the mermaid's tear pearl in her hand, which had shrunk by one-third. The princess's meaningful look when they parted ways in the fairy tale plane came to mind.

"No wonder you're so sure we'll go back!"

"Damn! This thing really works!"

After Ling Xiaoyue anxiously confirmed the inventory of Mermaid Tears, he hurriedly ran to the trio who had stopped opening the coffin in the center of the secret room.

"Are you guys okay?"

Ling Xiaoyue looked the three of them up and down, and without waiting for their reply, he turned and ran towards the rest of the team, checking each of them to see if their eyes had regained their clarity.

"Is everyone okay?"

After confirming that no one showed any signs of becoming stupid, Ling Xiaoyue asked again.

"fine."

"It's okay, Captain Ling."

"I am fine."

.......

After everyone answered sparsely, someone immediately asked what happened?

"It should be an illusion."

Wu Hun replied in a serious tone.

"Yes, it's a trap similar to a hallucinogenic one."

Ling Xiaoyue said affirmatively.

"Miss Ling, you saved my life again." Long Aotian looked at Ling Xiaoyue with gratitude in his eyes.

Cheng Jia frowned upon seeing this and spoke.

"The most important thing now is to find out why we fell into this illusion. We're not sure whether we fell into this illusion the moment we entered here, or whether we were trapped in this illusion from the moment we entered the ruins."

"The most urgent thing is to find this hallucinogenic thing. If we allow ourselves to unconsciously enter the illusion, no one knows what will happen."

Wuhun also spoke up and confirmed, "That's right. The most important thing now is to find a way to stop us from being controlled by the illusion. Either find the source of the hallucination, or leave this place."

Su Yu turned to look at Ling Xiaoyue, who was also thinking of the talismans for clearing the mind and concentrating the spirit that he had learned in the immortal realm displayed in the mall, as well as the piles of ordinary people's fish tears in the warehouse.

Without waiting for Su Yu to speak, Ling Xiaoyue took out two things.

"I have two magical instruments here that can help you clear your mind and focus your thoughts, preventing you from falling into illusions so easily."

 …

In every corner and secret passage inside the ruins, there is a group, one or several illusionists who have unknowingly fallen into illusions.

Some danced in the air, performing bizarre movements. Others saw young mythical beasts appear before them, believing that if they contracted with them, they could be led to advance, or even evolve their own bloodlines.

Afraid that his fellow tribesmen would compete with him for the treasure, he took the initiative and madly attacked the tribesmen who came to explore the secret realm together.

Everyone in the secret room donned the mermaid tears and talismans they'd exchanged with Ling Xiaoyue. They activated them according to Ling Xiaoyue's instructions. Suddenly, a refreshing coolness washed over them, their vision instantly clearing. Even their minds felt like they'd been immersed in ice water.

With this feeling, everyone felt a little comforted.

Ling Xiaoyue said, "Let's leave here first and try out the effects of these magic tools to see if we can find the source of the hallucinations."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ruins suddenly shook again, as if from an earthquake. Cheng Jia and the others immediately dodged around Ling Xiaoyue, surrounding her as they quickly fled the chamber, dodging the falling rubble and soaring outwards on their flying swords.

Ling Xiaoyue frowned tightly and looked at Long Aotian, who was sitting on a leopard-shaped fantasy beast, with a questioning look, "Where are we running to?"

Long Aotian stared intently in one direction and said, "Go to the center of the ruins! There should be a way out there!"

Wuhun also followed with his brothers behind him, dodging various rocks as they passed through the aisle, "That's right! Let's go to the center of the ruins!"

The group quickly headed towards the center of the ruins. After exiting the secret room and passing through the tunnels outside, the world before their eyes suddenly opened up.

The earthquake had ended long ago, but even though everyone was running at top speed, they did not encounter anyone else exploring the ruins.

As a result, after coming out of the tunnel, what I saw before my eyes were all the illusionists that I had not seen in the secret room, as well as the illusionary beasts and illusionary skills flying all over the sky.

Long Aotian, who ran out of the tunnel first, was almost hit by the magic skill that came crashing down on his head. Fortunately, the clouded leopard had quick reactions and evaded him with a nimble move.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyue, Wu Hun and others who followed behind him also hurriedly slammed on the brakes, and flew out of the underground tunnel while seizing the gap left by the magic skill.

At this time, Long Aotian had roughly figured out what was happening in front of him. After confirming with Wu Hun that he and others would not be affected by the illusion because of the magical artifacts such as the big pearl and the talisman, he was ready to turn around and tell Ling Xiaoyue to cooperate with them to bypass this group of illusionists who were trapped in the illusion and go to the palace opposite.

But when he turned around, he saw that Ling Xiaoyue and the others were nowhere to be found. Long Aotian panicked and was about to ask Wu Hun if they had seen Ling Xiaoyue and the others. But he found that Wu Hun was also looking for his brothers.

"What about people?!"

"People?!"

Wu Hun was so anxious that sweat was about to break out on his forehead. Long Aotian was no less anxious. Just as he was about to suggest that they split up and look for him, he turned around and saw Shi Lin, who looked familiar and was carrying a strange backpack, lying on the huge rock behind them.

Long Aotian flashed to Shi Lin's side, and was met with Shi Lin's attack without distinguishing friend from foe.

"Brother Shi Lin!"

Long Aotian thought Shi Lin was trapped in an illusion. After dodging the attack, he was about to take off the big pearl on his body and throw it at Shi Lin.

"What are you doing? Oh, Aotian? Go play by yourself, I'm busy."

Shi Lin took a moment to glance at the person who suddenly appeared beside him, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was not an enemy. He then put on a few more protective shields for himself. After thinking about it, he put on the top-grade protective magic weapon that he had kept in his closet and obtained in the world of immortal cultivation but had always been reluctant to use.

Although the illusionists here are all trapped in an illusion, the fantasy beasts and magic skills flying in the sky are not fake. If you get hit by one of them without paying attention, wouldn’t it be a waste of suffering?

The spirit that came later couldn't understand Shi Lin's actions. "Brother Shi Lin, what are you doing? Where are Miss Ling and the other brothers? When I turned around, you were all gone. Brother Aotian and I were shocked."

Shi Lin finally endured the heartache and put down what he was busy with. He continued to squat and looked sideways at Wu Hun and Long Aotian and said.

"I'm just collecting spoils. Haven't you noticed? Everything in this large square is very valuable for refining equipment and alchemy."

"Everyone else is gathering the spoils elsewhere in the square. If you don't hurry, there won't be much left."

After Shi Lin finished talking, he casually pointed at the location of the others, then turned around and continued to work on the spiritual marrow that he had not yet dug out.

Shi Lin didn't know what this thing was used for in this illusionist plane, but what he knew was that this spiritual essence could cleanse the essence and marrow, purify spiritual power, and improve comprehension in the immortal cultivation plane. One drop of it was a rare treasure from heaven and earth that was more powerful than six marrow cleansing pills.

Ling Xiaoyue said that all the spoils obtained in this square belong to the individuals and do not need to be handed over to the country or to her.

Just treat it as a team welfare distribution.

The modern plane had officially entered a period of universal cultivation. They had joined the Hope Base and become trading employees in the plane's marketplace. While their talents varied, their cultivation steadily improved due to their abundant resources.

But in the modern world, they still have family and friends. This is like the national college entrance examination preparations. The only thing left is the candidates' individual talent level and the rest is the competition for resources.

Once we bring these rare treasures back, they will be put to good use in many places in the future.

Shi Lin was grunting as he dug out the spiritual marrow, wondering whether he should collect the ugly, top-grade spiritual stone under his butt as well.

It’s not that he is so wealthy that he doesn’t even care about top-grade spirit stones, but his personal storage space is limited!

This square is not small at all. As far as the eye can see, it is filled with natural treasures. If the space is taken up by the top-grade spirit stones, what will happen if there is no room for other natural treasures?

It would be better if there were more magical instruments and treasures for storage.

Everyone in Ling Xiaoyue's team, who had filled their bodies with storage magic weapons, thought of this question at the same time.

Ling Xiaoyue still has a lot of space in her hands. After all, the system space is not a joke. Moreover, because of her hamster-like habit of saving things, she has also saved a lot of storage treasures from various planes.

But.............

This ruins is vast and full of treasures. Unless this ruins are refined and taken away, those who want to dig these things back, including the fertile soil in the ruins, will not be able to get them even if they fill their storage pockets.

Thinking that storage in the system space would be charged, Ling Xiaoyue stopped what he was doing.

If I don't have enough storage tools, there must be some on others, right?

There are so many magicians here, and if each of them takes out one, it will be enough to solve their current troubles.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoyue sent a message to his teammates in the internal communication tool Green Bubble. In the next plowing operation, as long as there is an illusionist trapped in an illusion nearby, he will borrow their storage rings when they are not paying attention.

Ling Xiaoyue and the others looked down upon many of the things inside. Under the stunned gaze of the natives like Wu Hun and Long Aotian, they robbed, oh no, borrowed the storage rings of the illusionists who were trapped in the illusion. Then, they used some unknown method to directly erase the rings and the marks of their owners.

He poured out everything in the storage ring, took the storage ring and continued to harvest the treasures here.

Long Aotian:....................

Martial Soul:...................

Wuhun's mercenary brothers were even more confused. For a moment, they didn't know whether it would be better to continue harvesting the raw materials for refining weapons and potions, or to directly pick up the finished potions and various types of magic weapons in the storage rings that Ling Xiaoyue and the others threw away.

Such a weird atmosphere permeated this huge and wide square. What was even weirder was that those illusionists who were trapped in the illusion were still fighting, crying, laughing, or doing indescribable things, as if they had not noticed the existence of such a group of incompatible people. While they were busy with various "battles", they were like rats, squatting or lying on the ground, on the rocks, on the hillside, digging deep into the ground.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time had passed, the square became bumpy, revealing a layer of stone deep underground, and Ling Xiaoyue and the others finally stopped.

Seeing that more than half of the illusionists on the field were dead or injured but were still fighting tirelessly, Ling Xiaoyue thought about the system tasks of the Plane Mall and decided to recommend them on the spot.

Wu Hun and the others had long since passed the initial excitement of falling into the treasure house. Even Long Aotian was counting his already full storage rings with a numb expression.