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

Chapter 404: Copy Channel?

Feng Lan's experiment was both successful and unsuccessful.

She did catch the inspiration at that moment and successfully made a space jump in the central city with an extremely stable spatial structure.

The bad news was that she jumped into another player's dungeon channel and was teleported into the dungeon together.

The good news is that this dungeon is only level C, which is a low-level dungeon for Feng Lan now, just a drop in the bucket.

The worse news was that because she had not anticipated this outcome, she did not preserve her strength when entering the dungeon and entered directly as an S-level player.

The survival game is very serious when faced with these high-level players who don’t follow the rules, sneak (emphasis on the word) through dungeons to squeeze the world cap, and illegally enter the game.

Feng Lan's vision was filled with the red warning that popped up in front of her eyes at the same time as the game task.

【Ding--】

[Dear players, welcome to your fifth...zizizi...dungeon: Mist]

[One morning, the town was shrouded in fog. Strange sounds were heard in the fog, and people listened attentively... Shh, please be quiet.]

Difficulty: C

Current number of survivors: (300/300)

[Main Mission - Survival: Survive in the dungeon for 7 days]

【!!! Warning!!! Player Feng Lan has illegally entered a C-rank dungeon!!!】

[First warning: 1,000,000 points fine, and 3 days of confinement in a blank space after the instance ends]

[Player skills are being blocked...]

Feng Lan suddenly felt her body became much heavier, as if she was wearing the meteorite shackles of the Tianxing copy. She raised her hand, and the air seemed to be pressed down by a weight, and her body was also locked by the rules of the game. Feng Lan tried to generate a whirlwind. In the Magical Girl copy, the energy required was 3. The whirlwind generated was as thick as her arm and extremely sharp.

Now, a breeze surrounded her, and the energy required was 70, most of which was used for control. She was now like staying in a sealed house made of thin paper. Feng Lan used her ability like drilling a hole in the wall of thin paper, and then carefully sent water out of the hole. The amount of water required did not increase, but the energy required increased.

Of this 70 energy, at least 60 is used to break through the game's blockade.

Feng Lan blinked. Her dynamic vision did not change. In other words, the game only blocked her skills that might cause damage to the dungeon. Skills that affected herself, such as [Blessing] and [Second Sight], were not blocked.

Most importantly, Feng Lan opened the panel and ignored the rows of grayed-out skills. When he saw that the rollback skills were still on, he breathed a sigh of relief. Well, the king bomb was still there.

At this time, Feng Lan turned her attention to the surrounding environment. She put down the sprinkler in her hand, stood on the lawn and looked around.

This was a very neat and clean courtyard. The lawn was kept clean and green, without many yellow or sprouting weeds. A small part of the grass was wet. Feng Lan looked into the distance.

The sun is shining brightly today. Judging from the architecture of the houses and the streets, the style of this copy should be a typical Western-style building. The houses look beautiful and generous, but the wood used is not strong, and the windows are far less sturdy than those in China. Feng Lan did not get the original owner's memory. Perhaps the game is fair to other players. After all, if high-level players go to low-level copies and only suppress their strength, the memories of high-level players are also their advantages.

Feng Lan was not panicked even though she did not get her memory back. She lowered her head and took a look. Well, it was a female. Judging from her skin condition, she was between seventeen and twenty years old, with average muscle lines. There were thin calluses on the base of her left hand and the fingertips. Her job should not be heavy physical labor. She wore long sleeves and long pants. Judging from the wind speed and sunlight, it should be around 60 degrees Celsius in the northern hemisphere, early autumn.

If the background of this copy is blue star.

Feng Lan silently patched up his mind. The sun in the distance was broken in the mountains, and the clouds in the sky made the mountains look a little gloomy. This small town was surrounded by mountains on all sides. It was a very good and classic terrain for the start of a sky-falling game.

There was no fog, as the game mentioned. Before the dungeon crisis arrived, Feng Lan quickly walked around the yard and didn't see a single car. Oh, shouldn't everyone in Western countries have a car loan? As for the tractor, Feng Lan chose to give up.

She remembered the game's prompts. Monsters in the fog were very sensitive to sound. Driving out with a loud roaring tractor was like tying a loudspeaker to the body to guide the monsters.

What's worse is that the house is located on the edge of the town, and the fence outside the yard only serves as a decoration. This means that when surrounded by fog, Feng Lan will be the first unfortunate person to suffer.

She walked into the two-story villa and took a quick fifteen-minute tour, focusing on the room structure and various places that were easy to break in, such as windows and fireplace tops. Feng Lan also found a basement entrance in the laundry room on the left side of the first floor, and Feng went in to explore.

The space was small, only five or six square meters, with two shelves piled with some repair tools and sundries, as well as a few guns and boxes of bullets.

Feng Lan took a look, picked up the keys from the table in the living room and went out. She had to go and see the terrain of the entire town.

Without a car, Feng Lan found a small electric scooter from her supermarket. It was slow but quiet. Putting on a helmet, Feng Lan went out on the electric scooter.

"Lerson, good afternoon. Hey, where did you find this little kitten? It looks so cute." The neighbor greeted Feng Lan and his eyes fell on the green electric scooter she was driving. His eyes were bright and he was obviously very interested in the electric scooter.

Feng Lan responded vaguely, pretending not to hear clearly and drove away quickly, leaving only the call behind.

However, Feng Lan's electric scooter did not quite fit in with this Nordic town. She saw her current appearance clearly in the rearview mirror: a little girl with brown hair and green eyes, 1.8 meters tall, about the same height as Feng Lan herself, sitting somewhat cramped in the electric scooter. Along the way, Feng Lan could clearly observe from passers-by which ones were NPCs and which ones were players.

Players of C-level dungeons are not yet very accustomed to the dungeons. The tense temperament, as if there will be no tomorrow after today, is too obvious. Even if some calm players try to disguise themselves, it is still different from the original relaxed and comfortable attitude of the local residents.

The town is not very big, located in a basin among the mountains. There is only one straight road connecting it to the outside world. Feng Lan only saw a small supermarket, a small hospital, and several other basic public buildings such as police stations, libraries, and schools in the town. There are very few entertainment shops and no complete commercial street.

Apparently, when the fog arrives, the town will become a closed-off snowstorm village.

Feng Lan didn't buy anything in the supermarket. She just bought a bottle of water and checked out. She had her own supermarket and didn't need to compete with other players and NPCs for limited resources here.

Walking out of the supermarket, Feng Lan saw a strange woman next to his electric scooter.

In other words, the little girl, judging from the experience of the middle school students in the previous copy, Feng Lan guessed that she was no more than fourteen years old.

Hearing the footsteps, the little girl turned her head and subconsciously looked into the void, or rather, the game panel that only the player could see.

I don’t know what she saw on the panel, but her eyes looked at Feng Lan even brighter.

"Well, I have a lucky skill that can bless my teammates with luck when they are in a team. The longer the luck is, the higher the luck will be. Can I team up with you?"