Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

"I gave birth secretly for 18 years, and once returned to my mother's womb.

Wen Fan gritted his teeth, full of resentment towards the little security guard, if he hadn't let him take off his equipment, he wouldn't have died like this.

Is it so easy for him to grow up in another world?

He didn't know why the school building suddenly collapsed,

and he didn't know what happened next.

At this time, his only thought in the hazy mind was to find the security guard to be responsible and ask for medical expenses.

"Ding!", a piece of handwriting slowly emerged in the boundless dark world, accompanied by a cold electronic sound:

the host was detected to be on the verge of death, and the current space level of space

101 was forcibly opened, and the time flow rate of 1:1

detected that the host's mana value was 0, and the spatial properties

were being changed

The attribute change is successful, and the final attribute is determined to be --- life detection, the host is the first time to open the space, get a chance to

get a lottery, the host mana value is detected to be 0, the spell prize pool

has been excluded, the host is currently 886 life points, and the life

exchange store has been opened.

In a daze, Wen Fan vaguely heard a "ding", followed by a noisy electronic sound.

Forced to open his eyes, a piece of glowing handwriting and some unintelligible options appeared in his field of vision.

Wen Fan looked at the scene in front of him, stunned for a long time, looked at his complete body, pinched himself first, made sure that he was not dreaming, and then there was a burst of ecstasy.

"18 years! Do you know how I've spent the past 18 years? The system is finally here! Lao Tzu is about to take off! Jesus can't keep it, I said!"

Pressing down the excitement in his heart, Wen Fan maintained the unlucky experience of 18 years, and first coaxed a little bit to find out the specific situation. So he asked the question of this creation space: "Where am I? Am I dead?"

A new subtitle slowly appeared in the light curtain in mid-air:

"You are currently in the space opened up in the spiritual brain domain. What appears here is a projection of your consciousness.

Your body is currently on the verge of death and is being resuscitated.

Then, a light curtain appeared, and a picture appeared on it, Wen Fan was lying on the ground covered in blood, and a white-robed mage was treating him beside him.

Wen Fan looked at himself in the light curtain, he was so frightened that he had never suffered such a serious injury in his life, both legs were broken, and he was lying on the ground softly, and the wounds on his body were more than ten large and small.

"Are you the system

, can you let me out?"

the electronic voice said: "I am Space 101, I can let you out, but according to your current physical condition, once you regain consciousness, you will face unbearable pain, which may cause irreversible impact on your spiritual world."

Wen Fan looked at the picture of his broken body on the light curtain, and then looked at the handwriting in mid-air, swallowed his saliva, and knew what space he said was right.

"What should I do?"

the electronic voice continued to sound: "It is recommended that you draw a lottery or browse the

store first."

Wen Fan fell into deep thought, unable to think of a way to break the game. You can only follow the advice of the system first.

The life of the self outside is dying, so it is better to gamble.

As soon as I was thinking about how to browse the store, I had the idea that a large, simple and atmospheric picture appeared next to the subtitles in front of me.

Looking at the content on the screen, Wen Fan was a little confused.

Bed Sheet (Normal): 1 Life, Toothbrush (Normal): 1 Life, Mobile Phone (Normal): 2 Life, Apple... White bread... Mineral water... Paper towel...

"Why is it all rubbish?" Wen Fan looked at the subtitles next to him speechlessly.

The subtitle beats: "The current space level only has ordinary goods, and it can be upgraded for 100 hits."

Wen Fanmo rubbed his chin: "What is a life?"

"Whenever you cause damage to a lifeform, or a lifeform causes damage to you, you will get the corresponding number of lives according to the level of damage, and you can use them to spend, draw lotteries, or upgrade space.

Wen Fan looked at his life count displayed in the corner of the store interface, 886, and he didn't know what changes would happen to the store after the upgrade.

Suddenly thought of the chat history before the system, as if he had said that he had a chance to draw a lottery, and quickly browsed the subtitles from the beginning.

Sure enough, because it was the first time to open the space, the system gave away a lottery opportunity.

Wen Fan planned to see what he could pull out before deciding whether to upgrade or not. This way you won't waste this rare number of lives.

So Wen Fan gritted his teeth: "Let's draw first!"

As Wen Fan's voice fell, a column of text boxes with simple design and high-end atmosphere appeared next to the subtitles.

Wen Fan's eyes grew wider and wider as he looked at the contents of the text box.

Infinity Gauntlets, Mark 41, Witch's Poisoned Apple, Whole Wheat Bread, Aladdin's Lamp, Harry Potter's Wand, Any Door, Pangu Axe, Lightsaber, Amnestics, Wet Wipes, Pocket Pistol, Disgusting Touch, Trash Bag (100 pieces), Frost Sorrow, 3,000 。。。。。。Kills You

All kinds of dazzling props, some know, some don't, and some messy things are mixed in. But just the ones he knew made Wen Fan tremble uncontrollably.

"Artifacts! they're all artifacts!"

Before Wen Fan could react, the text box began to scroll slowly, and as the scrolling speed became faster and faster, Wen Fan couldn't see the content on it clearly.

Kerala ...

After a few seconds, the text box gradually stopped, and one of the items slowly glowed white, detaching from the text box

: Get the item: 4D Pocket!Quality

: Extraordinary

value: 100 life Effect

:

A pocket that can be attached anywhere and has infinite space.

Note: You don't always get what you want.

Quantity: 1/2

Durability: Infinite

From: "Doraemon"

As the item notes appeared, a semicircular white pocket gradually appeared in Wen Fan's field of vision.

Wen Fan stretched out his hand to take it in a daze, and stared blankly at the pure white, soft texture, and white pocket in front of him, with a complicated mood.

"This... This system is a Doraemon

!" "Who stuffed Doraemon into my pocket?!"

Wen Fan's excited mood at this time was difficult to calm down.

Although he has doubted the authenticity of this world more than once since he crossed into this world, and has wanted to escape from this world and return to the original world more than once, the emperor has lived up to his wishes, and he has finally realized the benefits of being a time-traveler.