Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Because she entered a dungeon, the place where she came out changed again, from the small park where she had rested before to a room that looked quite luxurious.

The whole room was decorated in various shades of yellow. It was the first time Feng Lan knew there were so many different shades of yellow, and each color was so different.

Feng Lan also had a room card in her hand, which was also a refreshing light yellow color.

Feng Lan: "..."

She now gets a headache whenever she sees the color yellow.

There is a crown logo on the room card, and the name of the hotel is also very direct and easy to understand, King Hotel.

This is also an exclusive room card. Feng Lan saw the room number and her own name on the room card. Even the room card itself is an A-level prop.

Within three days, she can use the room card to return to her hotel room from anywhere, and will not receive any invitations to any copies within three days.

She will be teleported directly into the designated dungeon until the King's Selection Tournament begins three days later.

In the copy, Feng Lan's face showed little emotion, almost no expression. After looking at the room card, she walked around the room again, confirming that there were no surveillance cameras or the like in the room before sitting on the sofa.

When I looked up, I saw yellow everywhere. "Are there any other colors in the room?"

[Selectable themes: Yellow (checked) / Red / Blue / Green...]

Feng Lan finally chose green, which is eye-protective and the same color as Huahua.

Feng Lan casually picked up a light green pillow embroidered with small yellow flowers, lay on the sofa, and a golden apple appeared in her hand.

[Golden Apple (S): The fruit produced from the golden apple tree, only seven in a year]

Feng Lan was not too disappointed when she saw the description of the props. Many props needed to be discovered by herself. But when she saw "seven in a year", the corners of Feng Lan's mouth visibly drooped. She stared at the line of words for two seconds, washed the golden apple with water, took a bite with a "crunch", and chewed it expressionlessly.

"It's just average, it really doesn't taste good."

Feng Lan commented expressionlessly, adding, "No wonder they only produce seven a year. They know they're not tasty. Even if they produce too many, the golden bird wouldn't like to eat them. It's a waste."

The room was filled with the sound of people chewing apples.

But in fact, apart from its appearance, this golden apple also feels like touching a heavy sphere. However, when you bite into it and put it in your mouth, it tastes like a real apple, juicy and with a light apple flavor.

[You ate the golden apple, and you received a judgment——]

[Judgment successful, you have obtained a mysterious blessing: random points added]

【Strength +37】

[Agility +56]

[Intelligence +100]

【Lucky +13】

[You have learned a skill: Time Rewind]

[Time Rewind [LV1]: Time has no order. You can live in the past, future, and present. When you die in the future, time will take pity on you and allow you to return to the past. But be careful, every change brings you closer to death. When the time you return to coincide with the time of your death, there is no doubt that you have been caught up by the god of death.]

Feng Lan stared at the panel. She could feel her body strength increasing. She didn't know if it was because of the high level of the golden apple, but this time she didn't feel as overwhelmed as before and needed to exercise to adapt. Feng Lan just felt that she was just that strong.

She could lift heavy stones, and could also lightly hold a feather on her fingertips to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

Feng Lan was a little uncomfortable with this sudden power. There was no need to adapt, no need to spend time and sweat... This kind of pie in the sky made Feng Lan feel as if she was about to fall into a trap in the next second, or was paying something in advance.

Just like the last meal of a prisoner about to be guillotined would be very sumptuous, Feng Lan felt like the prisoner about to be guillotined, or like a fish in a tank before a storm, anxious but unaware of what was about to happen.