The other few people trapped in the illusion were indeed still fighting against the illusion. As time went by, their consciousness in the illusion became deeper and deeper.
Take Qi Bufan as an example——
He didn't expect that in the illusion, he entered a place that he was very familiar with.
This was clearly the scene when he returned to the main city from Ancient Earth and was locked in a room with his mental power extremely out of control.
It was pitch black all around, and there was no sound at all.
Amidst the frenzy of pollution, everyone around retreated, trying to stay as far away from the dangerous area as possible.
To avoid being accidentally injured by contaminated climbers.
But as for how to reduce pollution and stabilize one's mental strength, only the polluter himself can control it.
All historical relics can only serve as auxiliary.
Polluters need to learn knowledge from historical artifacts, but they also have to resist the rapid increase in pollution brought about by the absorption of knowledge.
These two intricate forces make people feel extremely painful, as if any step forward or backward is a mistake, but humans have to make a choice.
Qi Bufan was panting so hard that he could even hear his own pounding heartbeat.
He looked down at his wrist, and the numbers on it were clearly jumping rapidly.
For a moment, Qi Bufan couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion.
If it was an illusion, why did my pollution level also jump? Could it be that my mental power was stimulated too much?
But if it is true, then the long jump in pollution value seems even more terrifying, which means that this place is even more terrifying than where pollution exists?
He looked dazed as he stared at the pitch-black room, squinting slightly at the window where the only ray of light was coming in.
It actually felt dazzling.
The lines on Qi Bufan's face were like broken porcelain being pieced together piece by piece, but they soon disappeared into the flesh. However, it was obvious that something like a worm was crawling and wriggling inside.
If there were other people around, they would probably show extremely frightened expressions. Fortunately, Qi Bufan could not see the strange picture appearing on his face.
thump--
thump--!
When you are deeply immersed in the frenzy of history, forget everything around you and everything in the past, then life ends.
Qi Bufan's consciousness became increasingly blurred, as if he had no idea how much time had passed.
"This San Nian Xing Hu contains the materials used by Nuwa to mend the sky, so this one is a little special..."
"No, this is Houyi shooting down the sun. Shouldn't you run away quickly? Oh my god..."
"Holy crap! Was there such a terrifying yet prosperous era in the history of human civilization? There were so many gods coexisting, so what I've seen before is nothing..."
Fragments of memories were running around in his mind, and it was clearly the sound of his own chattering. He had never felt the sound was so loud.
He blinked slowly and gradually regained consciousness amid the noise, even the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
These fragmented memories reminded him of where he was now.
It's a fog, it's an illusion.
Everything I felt was just a pretense—
And when Qi Bufan had this thought, everything around him shattered like a mirage, and the fragments continued to fly towards the sky with a strange beauty.
Qi Bufan looked down again and found that the pollution value on his body was still stable at the previous data.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that all the illusions and realities that I had felt before were nothing but deceptive illusions.
Until he saw several teammates gradually appearing in the distance, he couldn't help but screaming, tears in his eyes: "You don't know what I went through in there, damn it—"
Gu Xingmiao twitched her lips and silently took a step back, avoiding the man's rushing hug.
Not long ago, she asked Qi Buyan, who had already mastered the basics of fortune-telling using tortoise shells, to tell a fortune for the people inside.
The hexagram is not good, but it is not bad either.
At least the people inside won’t be in real danger of death, but they will definitely suffer minor injuries.
Gu Xingmiao had never seen anyone get hurt in the human dungeon world, but she had heard that if someone got hurt in the dungeon, it would also be brought into reality.
Humans also need a lot of time to recover from illness.
Although Qi Bufan screamed when he came out of the illusion, he soon ran out of strength. His face became extremely pale and his legs were weak.
Qi Buyan surrounded him immediately, looking at his brother with some concern, and said in a deep voice: "What on earth did you see?"
He always felt that Qi Bufan's current mental state was very bad. If Qi Bufan returned to his senses in this mental state, the pollution value would soar in minutes.
Qi Bufan just smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't tell anyone what he saw in the illusion, and changed the subject, "Have the others come out yet?"
And when he finished saying this, he was shocked.
Because he saw a weird figure nearby, Qi Bufan subconsciously took out the Ninian Xinghu and tried to escape.
What kind of monster is this with a human face and a horse's lower body?!
Qi Bufan quickly turned his gaze to Gu Xingmiao.
Seeing that Gu Xingmiao was still calm, he relaxed his preparations to escape, but he was still alert in his heart.
The mountain god with a human face and a horse body couldn't help but sneer, and the laughter came out from his nose.
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