Every moment where reason and consciousness still exists is like unbearable torture, gathering zero series of world malicious intentions, curses, pain, and resentment floods into the mind, and the voices of countless people echo in their minds.

In the entire world of thinking, countless malicious visitors were stuffed into it, accusing Ling Yan of everything he did in his life, and finally uttered a curse full of resentment—

Go to die... Go to die... Go to die...

It was like a drop of water fell into the ink pond, instantly eroded and stained by the spreading black, lost its original essence, and was assimilated into a puppet.

——It's so noisy...

"It's really noisy..." Hearing the inexplicable complaint, Ling Yan was so angry that he said the same irritable complaint as him.

"It's obviously just a bunch of fools... It's a big fuss!"

The next moment, a golden light like the sun burst out. A red-haired man with an old-fashioned cigarette gun in his mouth, wearing a kimono-like outfit, carrying a red sword that looked like he knew it was definitely not an ordinary person, appeared in Ling Yan's sight.

"You... stay here quietly!" He showed a terrible smile that seemed to be more like an evil ghost than an evil ghost. The next moment, his right red sword emitted a golden light, and he slashed down and rushed towards the darkness in front of him.

As if he had met a nemesis, the darkness hit by his great sword began to dissipate and gather, the curse continued to disappear, and the darkness was slowly gathering...

Looking at the disappearing darkness, he casually put the sword on his shoulder like a toy, standing casually until he turned around and showed an evil smile. Looking at Ling Yan's position, Ling Yan's consciousness disappeared again...

"...It's such an inexplicable feeling." Ling Yan opened his eyes, looked at his hands and murmured: "Who was that guy just now?"

The next moment, a dark gray gas mass condensed in his palm. Although it looked like gas, it looked like a liquid and it felt more like a dark life than a simple gas.

"Is this...my 'think'?"

"The unknown curse... It's really a [little gift]." Ling Yan sighed helplessly.

"Is it [Xu] just now?" Ling Meng asked as she looked at Ling Yan's changing back to her original black and gray eyes.

"Probably... I can't be too sure... I always feel more weird than [Xu]." Ling Yan thought for a while and said, after all, what would be the guy who could kill [Xu] with one sword?

"That's it..." Ling Meng closed her eyes, pondered for a while, and then said, "It seems that the old guy Susan must have made some moves."

"By the way, what is your "think"?"

"I personally feel that it should be the reinforcement system, but it seems that it is a bit inclined to release the system." Ling Yan scratched his head and sighed. "Next, you only need to train and consolidate the four major industries to be considered mastering the primary thoughts."

“How to exercise and consolidate?”

"Practice repeatedly until you can always be in a state of entanglement; or let other high-level chanting abilities attack with evil thoughts and defend with entanglement. Although it is more dangerous, it makes the fastest progress." Ling Yan shook his head a little regretfully after saying that. "But there is no second chanting abilities here, so he can only consolidate in battle. At least for now, he can only train the four major abilities alone..."

"Well... this ability should be consistent with your personality, but I can't easily determine the specific strength. After all, I'm not from an expert in "Reading"." The girl nodded and commented in this way.

"So what did you exchange for?" Ling Yan asked.

"This." The girl stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, and a light golden energy condensed from his fingertips.

"The spiritual power of intermediate spiritual power is similar to that of the spiritual power in "Youyou Baishu", so I don't need to exchange for spiritual power and physical fitness specifically, and I am not regarded as a strengthening physique or bloodline, so I am still an ordinary person's physique and can strengthen bloodline." As she said, a spiritual energy group that was similar to the "thought" that Ling Yan just issued:

"Then I also cooperated with the cultivation methods called "Spiritual Light Fist" and "Ripple Immortal Dao", which can at least bring me back to the level of confrontation with the lower monsters. Of course, that's just a head-on conversation." The girl showed a somewhat bloody smile, "If there are enough props, I'm sure I can kill intermediate monsters."

"...What should you do with your flying ability?" Ling Yan raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Ah?" The girl blinked in confusion.

"...Can you still achieve flying ability at this time?" Ling Yan scratched his head and sighed, "I remember it seems that the physique of Boli witches is exchanged?"

"I forgot!!!" The girl squatted down with her head in her arms.

"...Hey, are you natural? " Ling Yan sighed with his head, obviously such a good early advantage was forgotten by this stupid girl... Could it be that he was asked to learn how to dance the air?

"How many rewards do you have?" Ling Yan asked after thinking for a while.

"8400 points, a C-level plot card."

"I still have more than 3,000 points here, a B-level plot card." Ling Yan thought for a while, then said, "Take off your signature witch suit, change your clothes, let's go shopping."

"…Wait, isn't the biggest shopping center here?" Ling Meng said, pointing to Big Egg.

Ling Yan showed a mysterious smile and shook his finger: "No, what I want to go is-"

"There are players like us."

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In another space, the light ball hanging in the air flashed, and two people appeared silently among the dense crowd.

Ling Meng held Ling Yan's sleeve and stood behind him and sighed: "Many people."

"Of course, this is the largest public space and trading market." Ling Yan recalled the records mentioned in "Notes on Rookie" and said: "According to some people, there are almost 10,000 people here when there are the most people." Then he hung up his eyes: "What kind of boring guys who are idle and counting this thing...

"Wow, there are so many." The girl couldn't help but sigh.

The huge space was divided into several areas, occupied by reincarnations in different fields. The aisle was lined with various stalls, some were filled with various black technology weapons, some were filled with fragments of strange materials, and some were just filled with still alive flesh and blood: the mitochondrial bottle, because it kept squirming like tentacles, made people unable to help but want to stay away. The stall owner behind that stall was an old man who seemed to die in the next moment. His skin was decayed and his face was ugly, making people worry that he would die here, and no one called him to the crematorium.

Even the pedestrians were full of strange looks and outfits. They carried huge axes and could tell at a glance that they were strong Nordic men, warriors with waist swords and forehead protection, and even some creatures that didn't look like humans were walking slowly.

"This place is like an auction gathering in a large trade fair or online game." Ling Yan sighed like this after looking at the place around him that was completely opposite to the main god space in his heart.

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Ahh, because it seems that you can only insert one picture now, so I just put the male protagonist's future appearance on it (heavy fog) (it seems to have been there before), ah~ It turns out that I haven't come back for too long and my memory is confused...

By the way, the day after tomorrow it will be a parent-teacher meeting. Damn, I disappeared inexplicably because of the test paper, and I directly calculated zero points... It's really troublesome...

Also, crow, I actually have a party to save the manuscript...
Chapter completed!