I come from the world of punishment

"scare!"

The white blade that broke through the sky rose in the sea, and Luohuai's head fell to the ground... No, it should have fallen into the water.

Life is full of surprises and excitement.

So when you are in a good mood, it is understandable to jump into the sea and splash twice, right?

Killer Crab: I understand, but that doesn’t stop me from going under the knife.

The thing is that simple, Luo Huai enjoyed the death of a wave of big bosses.

Resurrect and return directly to the shelter's courtyard.

The wheat fields were ripe again. He bent down to harvest the wheat and replanted the fields with wheat. At the same time, he left two fields to plant the watermelon seeds obtained in the desert temple.

I forgot it last time, so I’ll make it up this time.

The shadow of death seems to be completely non-existent here in Luohuai.

"It should have been almost half a month in the fantasy world by now, right?"

After traveling back and forth between the two worlds several times, he had some vague judgments about the time difference between the two worlds. The difference in time flow speed between the two worlds did not seem to be fixed.

Sometimes he stayed in the punishment world for a day, and only three hours passed when he returned to the fantasy world.

But sometimes he stayed in the punishment world for three days, but only more than five hours passed in the fantasy world.

This ratio has obviously changed.

But what the heck, who wouldn’t be happy with having more time than others?

I have no plans to go to the fantasy world yet. I have been delayed in the [Ancient] dungeon for so long. If I don’t lie down in bed and have a good rest, I would be really sorry for myself. The best way is to combine work and rest.

Then, Luo Huai fell asleep on the bed.

Ding! Automatically travel through the fantasy world.

It was as if a clear spring poured into my mind, and my sleepiness faded away.

Luo Huai was melancholy.

He doesn’t let anyone rest anymore, he’s autistic…

Perhaps the biggest punishment the punishment world gave him was to make him lose his need to sleep.

Although he was full of energy, Luo Huai still missed the feeling of sleeping.

"Forget it, I've been here...by the way, where am I now?"

He was now lying down, with the starry sky in front of him.

He propped up his upper body and got up from the ground.

This is the grassland. On the way to the eastern region, half a month ago in the fantasy world, he was at this location, leaving the carriage with the wind blowing leaves.

The communication bar kept beeping. Luo Huai opened it and saw a list full of missed communications, most of which were from Qinglin and a few from Ye Feng.

He replied to Qinglin first, because he didn't know if Ye Kuang had come out of the copy. After all, it had only been more than half a month in the fantasy world.

"Hello? Qinglin?"

The communication was clearly connected, but Qinglin on the other end was silent for a while.

He was calculating, and after half a month of calculation, there was no result, but suddenly it turned out to be fruitful. It was like solving a math problem for a few days, and suddenly it worked out. You must first doubt whether you have read the question wrong.

But this time it finally worked out, and facing the brother whom he missed so much, Qinglin couldn't help but burst into tears:

"You still know you're coming back? It's been more than half a month. Ye Feng and I have even placed an order for the coffin for you. We spent a whole day haggling on the price, and finally managed to get a 30% discount."

Luo Huai: "..."

I'm so touched.

"Tell me, where have you been in the past half month?" Qinglin stopped joking, "Did you enter some special copy?"

"It's pretty much what you said, it's a rather special copy."

"Then why didn't you say anything when you went in? You, a person with a soft voice who is in the fantasy world, suddenly lost contact for more than half a month, will it scare people to death?" Qinglin didn't ask what copy it was, but just blamed Luo Huai for not notifying him in advance. them.

"There was nothing I could do. I went in confused and struggled inside for a long time."

"Forget it, just be fine."

"Speaking of which, you didn't really order a coffin for me."

"How - how could it be!" Qinglin called up the funeral home's website and canceled the order.

"Haha." Luo Huai had already heard the operating voice from the communication.

He asked about Ye Feng again.

"What's going on with Ye Feng? Has he been successfully upgraded to a core member?"

"Don't mention it." Qinglin rubbed his temples, "You can just go and ask for the news. Crystal Heart is in trouble this time. It's been a month and a half and it still hasn't conquered the [Demonized Battlefield] copy. If it continues like this, [ Demonized Battlefield] is about to become an open dungeon.”

"Becoming a public copy? Then Crystal Heart has no chance."

War dungeons like [Demonized Battlefield] can be exclusive before being converted into a public dungeon, and the entrance area is also fixed.

At this time, if a certain individual or force can win the war copy, then this copy will directly belong to the winner.

The winner who gets the copy will have a private station, secret realm, and material point.

By the way, Qinglin's Xianxia copy is also in a similar situation, but it's not exactly the same.

However, once the war dungeon becomes a public dungeon, its entrance will no longer be restricted and players from all over the world can enter. At that time, the dungeon will no longer be available for possession.

This is how the so-called world copy came about.

The winner's reward will also be reduced to a huge batch of supplies.

Although it is not bad, this kind of reward is weak compared with the permanent one.

The dungeon transformation law in the fantasy world is like this: first it is a [wild exploration dungeon], then as more players are found to enter, it will automatically become a [war dungeon], and finally if there is a stalemate, it will evolve into the final [world dungeon], and As the [World Dungeon] continues to evolve, [Micro (Plot) Dungeons] are born.

"[Demonized Battlefield] will become a public copy in the next few days. Many players and various forces are already sharpening their guns, waiting to make a fortune in it. UU Reading www.uukanshu .ｎnet”

The probability that the new [World Dungeon] will produce good things is still very high.

"Are you going to make a fortune then?" Luo Huai kicked away a stone on the road.

"I don't care." Qinglin is very Buddhist. After all, he has a private building for himself.

Alas, is this the melancholy that only belongs to the protagonist?

"But the [Roushui Pavilion] where I am seems to have this intention. I guess I will inevitably be dragged into it by then."

"Will there be a fight with Ye Feng and his guild?"

"Who knows, it will be a big melee inside then, and it will be a blind fight." Qinglin gave a very general but factual answer.

"Besides, there is an unspoken rule in the dungeon. When fighting between forces, they will be merciless and everyone will fight for their own advantages."

"That's it..."

"Why, you just came out of the dungeon and want to join in?"

"There is such an idea."

Luo Huai was talking here, and suddenly, a crack-toothed beast came out from the grass on the side.

Luo Huai subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when he thought about his changes during this period, he stopped again.

Not even wearing armor, the aura of the Splittooth was too weak compared to the dinosaurs.

The mouth of the Cracktooth opened wide, and a pair of front paws were also raised. If it pounced firmly this time, ordinary people would be directly choked.

Its beast eyes glowed with a red light that represented bloodthirsty.

However, Luo Huai did not dodge, but went directly in the opposite direction, and thrust his fist towards the mouth of the crack tooth beast with a jab.

Is there something wrong with this person?

Doubts arose in the heart of the Cracktooth at this moment, but it would not stop because of this.

"Roar!"

The roar of beasts echoed across the grassland.