Give Xingtie a little MC shock

Gallagher's face darkened, and he glared at Xing He unhappily: "Okay, I know you are special, no need to show off! I'm talking about normal situations!"

"Normally, using star cores comes with a price, not to mention creating such a big dream world. As a price, those who are immersed in the dream will continue to sink into it until they become the placenta of the dream. So far, I don't know how many people have become the nutrients of the dream. Now you understand why I'm telling you this, right? Why I want to bring the Star Train to Pinocchio."

Xing He understood. At this point, he understood 50% of the situation. The remaining 50% was why Galah did not tell his family members and insisted on sending the Starry Sky Train.

but.

Xing He glanced at Gallagher, whose lower body had disappeared, and was afraid that he would not have a chance to explain to him.

Gallagher also realized that his time was almost up, he sighed softly, turned his head to look at Xing He and said: "Would you like a glass of wine before I disappear? Here's to your tomorrow."

Xing He didn't move, but just looked at Galaher and asked seriously.

"Don't you want to survive?"

"Haha, instead of talking about this kind of thing, it's better to have another glass of wine..."

Gallagher was about to pick up the bottle of wine on the ground, but suddenly his body stiffened and he looked up at Xing He in surprise.

"What do you mean?"

Chapter 185 Your Name (Fourth Update)

"What I mean is, I have a way to keep your disappearing body alive. Of course, I'm not sure if this method will work on you fictional historians."

Xing He was not sure about it. After all, the principle of the fictional historian's ability was that before the lie was exposed, it would exist as the truth, but once the lie was exposed, it would no longer exist.

And it just so happens that there is a mechanism in MC that is somewhat similar to the fictional historian, that is the name tag.

In MC, monsters such as zombies do not exist permanently but will be refreshed. However, zombies and other creatures named by name tags will no longer be refreshed by the system. This is also a method often used by players.

The lies of fictional historians are, in a sense, similar to the system refresh mechanism of MC.

"what way?"

Gallagher was a little anxious. It was not that he was afraid of death, but the time he was disappearing was completely beyond his plan.

Originally, he planned to reveal his identity to everyone on the Starry Sky Train after finishing everything, but he didn't expect that his lie would be exposed by Xing He halfway.

If possible, he still hoped that he could stay for a while longer to witness the end of Pinocchio. In this way, after he went down, he could also tell Mikhail and the others about the story after Pinocchio.

Xing He took out an anvil and a name tag from the system, then looked at Gallagher, whose body had disintegrated to the chest, and asked, "As you said before, everything has a price. Are you willing to pay this price?"

Gallagher spread out his only remaining right hand, then looked down at his remaining upper body, and asked with a smile: "Do you think I have anything to lose now? Come on, let me see how Mikhail's descendants continue my lies."

"That's what you said."

Xing He put the anvil down and then stuffed the name tag into it.

And Gallagher was watching all of Xing He's operations, but he was a little confused. If he was not mistaken, the thing in front of him should be an anvil?

What is the use of this tool that was only used by blacksmiths long ago?

The other thing Xing He was holding just now looked like some kind of bookmark? Anvil and bookmark?

No matter how hard Gallagher thought, he couldn't figure out how these two things could be combined to maintain their existence.

After changing the name tag in the anvil, Xing He took it in his hand and asked Gallagher again: "Are you mentally prepared?"

Although Gallagher didn't understand what Xing He was going to do, he nodded anyway.

"Come on though."

Seeing that he agreed, Xing He raised his hand and slapped the name tag with the name already changed on it directly on Gallagher.

The moment the name tag merged into Gallagher's body, his disappeared body parts quickly returned, and in less than half a second, Gallagher's body became complete again.

"You actually did it?!"

Gallagher clenched his left hand in surprise, then tried to jump a few times on the spot. His body was normal, just like it was before the lie was exposed.

But what puzzled Gallagher was that he didn't feel any price. Could it be that the price Xing He was talking about was not referring to the changes in his physical form?

But his inner strength still exists, without any loss.

"What's the price?" Gallagher couldn't help but ask Xing He out of curiosity.

Xing He held back his laughter and pointed at the top of his head: "Look up."

Gallagher looked up in confusion, and saw a string of neat words projected above his head.

[Fictional historian Gallagher!]

There is also an exclamation mark after this string of words.

Gallagher immediately put on a sour face, his facial muscles twitching from time to time. He looked at Xing He who was trying to hold back his smile and said, "Is this the price you mentioned?"

Xing He nodded, trying hard to hold back a smile: "It's good to be straightforward. Don't you think it's a good deal? Just having such a title can make you exist longer. It's a good deal no matter how you think about it."

Doesn't this directly expose his identity? No matter where he goes in the future, everyone knows his identity. So what is there to be mysterious about him?

Gallagher held his head and felt a headache. "Let's discuss something. Otherwise, I might as well just disappear. Anyway, I have done what I should do."

"You can live if you want and die if you want. How can it be so easy?"

Xing He rolled his eyes at him unhappily. After all, he had paid the price of an anvil and a name tag, so at least let him make fun of Gallagher for a while longer.

Gallagher was helpless. Although it was somewhat embarrassing to bear such a title, at least he could exist for a longer period of time, which was a good thing. Besides, Xing He had asked him before whether he was willing to pay the price, so this was his own fault.

However, suddenly he had plenty of time and Gallagher actually felt a little bored.

So he turned to look at Xing He and asked, "I'm going to go fishing to see if I can find out who's behind this. Do you want to come with me?"

Xing He shook his head and refused: "I don't plan to leave Golden Hour for the time being. There are still many things I haven't had time to experience."

Gallagher glanced at the grass blocks everywhere inexplicably: "Are you sure it's still the golden hour here? Never mind, I'll withdraw first."

After nodding to Xing He, Gallagher left. He didn't know how long Xing He's name tag would last, so while he still had time, he hurried to finish all the things he hadn't had time to do.

Xing He stayed where he was, opened his backpack, took a look at the star core inside, and then embedded it on his head.

[Blessing of the Star Core (Wisdom): Your interaction range will depend on your field of view]

The effect of this blessing was simpler than the previous ones, but its effect made Xing He's eyes light up.

After reading the introduction of the effect, Xing He immediately turned his gaze to the distance. As his mind moved, rows of obsidian immediately appeared wherever he looked.

Apparently, he can place or interact with the blocks wherever he wants.

"Interesting, but it's a pity that it doesn't increase the attack range."

If his attack range is also enhanced, he can even skip the action of swinging the sword in the future.

Really kill with your eyes.

After solving the embedding problem of the star core, Xing He's attention fell on the system's MOD mall.

"System, can I exchange emeralds for achievement points in creative mode?"

[No, but in creative mode, MODs can be used at will. After the creative mode is released, all MODs used in the creative mode will be released, and the effects produced during the period will also disappear]

"Use as you please?"

Xing He opened the MOD store, and sure enough, the prices of all the mods there became 0.

Xing He's smile gradually began to grow.

Chapter 186: Missing Xing He

"I mean, if I buy a MOD that can transform the terrain, even if I transform Golden Hour into something else now, after I cancel the creative mode, all of it will be reset, right?"

【Yes】

"I understand now. What should I order first?"

The sudden free access to all MODs made Xing He a little "at a loss". Before, he had to carefully select a MOD when buying it, but now, he can use all the MODs at will. It's just a pity that they will disappear directly after the creative mode is canceled.

Xing He first excluded MODs such as Legend of Ice and Fire and New Magic Art. It’s not that they are not fun, but that one can directly get the graduation equipment by opening the creative mode, which completely loses the original intention of playing this kind of MOD that requires development.

There is no sense of accomplishment at all in skipping the development stage and obtaining graduation equipment. He can only play around with the graduation equipment and soon loses interest.

So Xing He set his sights on interesting MODs, such as lucky blocks, parasites, and the like.

Of course, these pleasures do not refer to the happiness that he experiences himself, but the evil pleasure that arises from watching others suffer; just like the pleasure of watching others suffer live and then showing off a few big bowls of rice.

"But before starting this carnival, I'll return to reality and report my gains to Jizi and the others. Then I can have fun to my heart's content without being accused of slacking off."

Xing He closed the system interface and planned to use the forced awakening function of the dream pool to return to reality. However, when he followed the instructions in the dream manual in his memory and repeatedly said the words "return to reality" in his mind, the expected return did not happen.

He was still standing on the platform, and even the scenery around him had not changed.

"Eh?"

Xing He's eyes twitched. Could it be that he couldn't go back?

Hiss, it suddenly occurred to me that if he himself was affected by the MC rules, it would mean that others might enter the dream world in spirit, but he was directly teleported into the dream world in person, similar to a portal to hell.

Thinking of this, Xing He couldn't help but pinch his chin and muttered to himself.

"Then don't I have to cancel the creative mode and die before I can return to reality?"

It seems that the creative mode is not so perfect.

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In the real Daydream Hotel, Ji Zi held her phone in the lobby and kept trying to contact Xing He, but every time she called, the smart customer service replied that the other party was out of service area.

"What happened to little Xing He?"

While Ji Zi was muttering to herself, Sanyueqi and Walter, who had received the gathering message she had sent earlier, hurried over.

"Sister Ji Zi, Uncle Yang and I are here! Eh? Where's Xing He? Is he late?"

Seeing that Ji Zi was the only one at the scene, San Yue Qi couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and complained: "This guy, he is the first one to get up normally, but why is he the last one to arrive at the Daydream Hotel? I'll give him a call!"

When Ji Zi saw San Yue Qi taking out his cell phone, she did not stop him. Instead, she hoped that there was just a problem with her cell phone and that she really could not contact Xing He.

However, a dozen seconds later, the busy tone coming from Sanyueqi's hand completely shattered Ji Zi's fantasy.

San Yueqi was stunned as he listened to the message on the phone that the other party was out of service area and fell into confusion.

"Ah? Is the signal at Daydream Hotel so bad? Xing He is obviously staying in the VIP area but we can't contact him... How do they receive VIPs? Aren't they afraid that Xing He will cause trouble for them?"

At this moment, March 7 had not yet thought about the worst, but Walter frowned and looked at Ji Zi, who was also holding a mobile phone, and couldn't help asking.

"Ji Zi, you haven't contacted Xing He yet, have you?"

Ji Zi nodded: "Well, I tried to contact Xing He before you came, but again, I couldn't get through."

Hearing Ji Zidu say this, San Yueqi suddenly became nervous and hurriedly tried to call Xing He again with her mobile phone. However, she tried it more than ten times, and the result was always the same reply that the other party was out of service area.

"Xing He..."

March Seven's heart was suddenly tightened, and a big hand was pressed on her shoulder. March Seven turned her head and saw Walter giving her a comforting smile.

"Don't worry too much, Xiao Sanyue. You and I both know Xing He's abilities, and it's not the first time we can't contact him, right? Who knows, maybe Xing He has entered a world of his own creation? In his world, no one can hurt him."

After hearing what Walter said, March Seven felt relieved, but he was not completely at ease. He couldn't help but suggest: "Let's go to Xing He's room and take a look? If something happens to him, we can wake him up directly."

Ji Zi also agreed with San Yueqi's suggestion: "Well, that's what I meant, and we also need to share the information we have obtained with each other. Let's go to the front desk and find a waiter to take us there. After all, we don't have a spare key."

"it is good."

Ji Zi and the other two came to the front desk to explain the reason. The front desk staff quickly confirmed their identities and sent a waiter with a spare key to lead the way.

"You three, please follow me."

Ji Zi and the other two followed the waiter all the way to another hotel area where Xing He was. However, before getting on the elevator, they found that many people from the Hound family brought medical staff into various rooms along the way. They did not see the whole picture of what happened next because they were already in the elevator.

In the elevator, San Yueqi couldn't help but approach Ji Zi and whispered, "Sister Ji Zi, did something happen to so many family members and medical staff just now?"

Ji Zi shook her head. She was not sure either. "Let's confirm Xing He's condition first, and confirm the rest later."

"Yeah." San Yueqi nodded. Their first priority right now was Xing He, and they would ignore other things for the time being.

The three of them took the elevator and soon reached the top floor. They followed the waiter all the way to the door of Xing He's room. As soon as the waiter opened the locked door, San Yueqi couldn't wait to push it open.

"Xing He! Wake up! Huh?"

As soon as he entered the house, San Yueqi's eyes fell on the Dream Pond in the center, but there was no one in the Dream Pond.

Walter and Ji Zi also hurried in, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene.

"Where's Xing He?"