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Chapter 851 My husband is too weak to take care of himself (1)

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task, the reward has arrived, and the spiritual consciousness is being withdrawn, please wait.]

[The divine consciousness is successfully withdrawn and is being teleported to the next side.]

In the darkness, three big question marks appeared on Linlang's head.

Isn't it? She just completed the task of the previous plane and didn't let someone take a break, so she just opened the next plane directly?!

This Tianshu is becoming more and more irrelevant!

[The transmission is successful, the new plane is loading, please wait.]

After a roar, Linlang stepped out of his sleep and entered another sleep.

But it is obvious that the new sleep is a little more painful.

Her head was about to explode and was crushed by an invisible force.

The noise was all over my ears, like the sound of tearing and pulling when the TV was garbled.

So she has arrived at a new plane?

Is it so fierce as soon as I get started?

In the haze, Linlang heard a cold mechanical sound:

[Guwei Plan is launched, countdown 3, 2, 1!]

[Welcome to the player, the system is loading...]

What the hell, why did she have an unfamiliar system in her mind? Where is Xiao Shushu?

I don’t know how long it took, but Linlang finally regained consciousness.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and the roof formed by the mud and wooden beams above her head was suddenly imprinted.

Linlang looked around again: the wall made of the same soil was a corner of the rotten wooden table, and the triangle stool that fell on the ground...

The whole slum style was in the 1950s and 1960s.

Sure enough, she was wearing a patched gown.

Good guy, is she here to experience life this time?

Before she could react, Linlang's forehead suddenly felt a dull pain.

She took a breath of air conditioning and touched her forehead with her hand. In an instant, the grass dust mixed with blood was printed on her palm.

What the hell? Why is there so much gray on her face?

"Hey, Tianshu, where are you dead? Hurry up and pass on the plot of the new plane to me!"

The next second she was shocked to find that her spiritual sense could not enter the system world.

At the same time, her spiritual sense entered another closed space, which only had black walls on all sides. Before Linlang could observe it carefully, there was a transparent control panel in front of her.

[Dear player 007, welcome to the survival game. You need to survive in a specific space for 30 days and find a way to escape from the valley village before you can return to the real world.]

Linlang frowned.

She was teleported to the game world? So she can't contact the Book of Heaven now because of this broken game system?

"Guwei Village? What is this place?" Linlang asked a question.

[Guwei Village is a specific space of this game. Players as NPC will trigger corresponding plots and tasks during the game. After completing the task, they can get a clearance prompt.]

Linlang touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

So she is now forced to pass this game called Guwei Village?

But since it's a game, there should be rules for the game, right?

"Hey, system, do I have any other rules to follow besides staying for thirty days?"

[The rules of this game are hidden factors, which are inconvenient to inform players. If the player violates the rules, the system will automatically determine death. Players who die in the game will also die in real life. Please make careful choices.]

Linlang: "..."

Such a dog? Everything is an implicit factor?

So she didn't know anything except the name of this broken game?

How can I play this?

[The plot has been loaded, I wish the players a happy game.]
Chapter completed!
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