Original Seeker

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“I will always find a chance to go back!” Said a middle-aged man gnashing teeth in the hopeless wasteland under the eternal warm sunshine.

One of the hundreds of spies who remained lurking in Earth as a human federation, trying to obtain white earth information, revealed his identity during the years pretending to be an ordinary person because of the betrayal of a traitor.

After refusing to confess his request, his consciousness was transferred to this virtual wasteland, his body was put into the living quarters, and wasteland became his cell.

Despair in wasteland will be tired, hungry, and painful, but it won’t die.

In this land of nothing, captives can do anything, but loneliness is the eternal theme, they can not hear any voice from humans.

“What’s worth your perseverance till now?” System typed a line of text.

Baizhidi is actually quite tolerant of these people. As long as you confess everything you know and choose to stay here, everything in the past will be written off. You can also obtain full civil rights and stay as an ordinary person.

“free!”

“Does it make sense?” Another line of frosty text, “Live free in hell.”

“That’s the normal World, this is hell!” The slight thirst and hunger not at all moved the man. Perhaps he has fully adapted to the desperate world, the kind of dry that can’t be rid of it all day long. Thirst and hunger.

“…” system didn’t answer again.

“I’ll stick to the day when hell cracks!” Shouted the middle-aged man, and then he started to write and sketch on the ground again.

In the days of desperate wasteland, it is really boring, only the eternal sun is in the sky, no books, no newspapers, no Internet, no people, all sources of information are cut off.

But in the virtual World, people do not need to make any efforts to survive, so it is very easy to fall into a state of 100 boring.

In order to combat the boredom in his heart, he had to try to create something with his only and only memory.

Paintings on earth, poems on earth, prose on earth, novel on earth …

“Chapter 500 78 Chapter …”

Nothing can be done in the Desert, but it is Virtual World again. There is no problem if you do n’t eat or drink. You ca n’t die if you want to die. In order to persist, not to be defeated by boredom, the middle-aged man wrote all the way The story in the head.

Using stone as a pen and ground as paper, it is difficult to engrave stroke by stroke.

“For faith, what can people do?” Bai Mo glanced at the desperate wasteland where the man was.

He actually doesn’t care about the other party’s so-called intelligence. As long as he is willing to consume Spirit Energy, he can even go back to all the scenes from the birth to the present of the other party through Skynet. There is no saying that the ordinary person does not confess.

It’s just that Bai Mo is particularly interested in the will, because he knows that to overwhelm the Tao, a strong will is absolutely essential, so he is letting this stubborn guy.

“If you don’t give up until 2 1000 chapters, I will give you a fortune.” Looking at the prisoner who buried his head in lettering, Bai Mo recalled that many years ago, he was still an ordinary person who chased the novel every day, watching the dragging. The author, who wants to lock up and force the update.

Desperate wasteland is 3 to 30 compared to the outside Time Flow Speed. The outside world has been dormant for ten years. Equivalent to stay in wasteland for 1 years.

There are several hundred federal spies imprisoned in the desperate wasteland, all of whom have received special anti-interrogation training. It is difficult for them to relax simply because of physical pain.

However, the vast majority of this group of people ended up in a painless, itchy, endless boredom, and collapsed, crying to confess everything, in exchange for the opportunity to leave the Land of Despair.

There are only a dozen or so remaining steel warriors like middle-aged man.

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“Praise Divine Body, Praise Spirit Energy!” In room 404 of a house, Lin Yuet, who had recently recovered from a deep sleep, hugged the girl in her arms and circled happily.

“My transfiguration has finally come true!”

Once determined to study the technique of metamorphosis, turning her own little female cat into a cat girl’s innocent teenager, after more than ten years of unremitting efforts, she became an expert in this direction, and during the ten years of sleep in Virtual World, Found a mature path.

The transformation of this spirit technique involves the joint action of multiple Spirit Energy systems all over the body. It is very difficult to develop, and it is no less than some forbidden techniques that output terror. This is also the result of his tossing for more than ten years. The reason for such a little success.

Of course, there are also cost-effective factors. Apart from him, few people are also interested in tossing in this boring field. After all, not only does not increase the battle power after the transformation, but the output of various aspects will even be greatly reduced.

“Ten and two hours.” Said the girl in her arms, embracing Lin Yuedong’s neck in a rather unskilled ambiguous posture.

“What ten ten hours?”

“My transformation can only last ten or two hours at a time, idiot!”

“How come, my calculation can’t be wrong!” Through the application of the system, he still maintained the appearance of a teenager and he didn’t believe it.

“The Spirit Energy of meow within the body is limited, your model assumes that Spirit Energy is unlimited! Stupid stupid stupid!” A girl who has always been accustomed to a cat body, originally wanted to pass meow meow fist, and forgot that he is now human Hand, face smashed.

“Let me Kang Kang.” Over-excited Lin Yuedong accidentally even jumped out of the native language he learned when he was a child, and said it was Kang.

He hugged up and down the girl who was transformed into a cat, habitually thinking about the shortcomings.

“The cat’s ears and tail are normal, but the cat fur on the wrists and ankles needs to go …”

“What is a cat’s ear and a normal tail,” the girl said angrily. “It’s not your bad taste!”

“Come on, put on the skirt, don’t make the neighbor think I’m perverted.” Lin Yuedong took the girl who had just changed from a cat to a girl who hadn’t had time to put her clothes on the sofa and put it down, and then skillfully took a A floral dress.

At the back of the dress, a small opening was also made intimately to facilitate the tail.

“This is the popular style more than ten years ago. How long have you been thinking about it today?” As for the word metamorphosis, the girl has been too lazy to vomit.

“My dear chocolate, it’s been eight or eight years, and it took me eight or eight years, from a waste wood college student who didn’t understand anything, to the current president of Monster Race Research Association.”

“The 40-year-old single cat loves an uncle, 4 steamed goose hearts.” Chocolate smiles like flowers, giving Lin Yuedong a knowing blow.