Pan Han sat on the ground, having been in a daze for a long time.
The battle just now made him feel a little exhausted.
Thinking that there were still forty levels to go, he suddenly felt exhausted.
He felt like he was back in his own world again, punching in at work, working the 996 office worker schedule!
Fight monsters, level up, earn points, and change equipment!
Pan Han was immersed in fatigue and confusion, and he began to think about the reality of this apocalyptic world he was in.
He began to wonder if all this was just a planned game, a virtual world.
"Am I just a controlled character? Always carrying out missions, meeting challenges, and fighting for points." Pan Han was full of questions.
He felt like a chess piece arranged by the zodiac, constantly being tried and tested, as if fighting for their purpose.
However, the people and things around me are so real!
Don’t Cheng Xiao, Qin Zhong and others really exist?
Suddenly, Pan Han felt the space around him compressing towards him, strangling his neck and making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Ugh, it hurts so much!" Pan Han covered his head with one hand and scratched his neck with the other.
A dozen seconds later, he passed out.
…
He woke up half an hour later.
Looking around, I saw a mass of vomit that smelled foul.
"Why are you vomiting again?" Pan Han wiped his mouth. This scene was a little beyond his expectations.
He shook his head and became a little more awake. He stood up and shook himself. He could move his limbs just fine, but he felt a little nauseous.
"Damn, could I be poisoned? That black fog is quite evil." Pan Han believed that if he was just thinking about the reality of the world, he would never faint. He could only suspect the black fog.
Suddenly, a chanting sound was heard from the 61st floor.
Pan Han's eyes flashed, and he stared upstairs, listening carefully.
"It looked like a choir, but I had never heard of the sutras they sang."
"It looks like there are a lot of people up there!"
"Damn Zodiac, they're not urging me to move quickly because I haven't moved in a long time!"
"Hahaha! Pan Han, ah Pan Han, after two generations, you still can't escape all the shackles!"
Pan Han muttered to himself.
But even though he was cursing, his body involuntarily moved towards the 61st floor.
Man! As long as there is desire, there is no escape from the shackles!
When we arrived at the 61st floor, it was crowded with nuns in white robes.
Everyone knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, and prayed devoutly.
Everyone uttered scriptures that Pan Han could not understand. The sound just now was made by them.
After Pan Han came up, none of the nuns looked up at him, and they continued to chant to themselves.
"How weird!" Pan Han felt an unusual tightness in his chest when he heard the chanting.
Ding! Bracelet prompt: Zombies on this floor, each worth 100 points!
"I didn't realize it was worth 100 points!" Pan Han roughly counted and found that there were at least 300 nuns here.
At least a few points added up!
Pan Han quietly picked up the dagger, came behind a nun zombie, and stabbed her neck with the knife.
Then, Pan Han quickly jumped away and carefully observed the reactions of the other nuns.
But no one paid any attention to him and he continued to chant.
After observing for a few minutes, Pan Han saw that the nuns still had no intention of stopping.
Then he slashed a few more necks, and some bodies even fell on the legs of the nuns next to them, but there was still no reaction! !
Pan Han walked cautiously into the group of nun zombies, trying to attract their attention, but the nuns seemed to have no reaction to his behavior.
"These nun zombies don't look like real enemies. They seem to be just mechanically performing some tasks." Pan Han pondered in his heart.
Pan Han continued to move carefully among the nun zombies, while paying attention to the surrounding environment and any unusual signs.
Suddenly, he noticed a portrait on the wall, which depicted a mysterious woman wearing a long robe, holding a scepter, and with deep eyes.
Pan Han was attracted by the portrait and felt that the image of the woman was somehow connected to the prayer scene on this level.
He decided to move forward and try to find more clues about the woman.
Finally, Pan Han found a door with a line of words engraved on it: "Gate of Enlightenment".
He pushed the door open, and a bright light poured out from behind the door. Pan Han stepped in resolutely.
The scene in front of him suddenly became blurred, and he felt like he had entered another dimension, a mysterious and ancient space.
In this space, Pan Han saw the woman in the portrait, who exuded a solemn and sacred aura.
"Welcome to the Gate of Enlightenment, Pan Han." The woman's voice sounded in Pan Han's heart.
"Who are you and how do you know me?" Pan Han was completely confused!
"I am Our Lady of Enlightenment!" the woman said softly.
"Damn, there's a Madonna hiding here! What do you want?"
"I want you to let us go!"
"I can get 30,000 points by killing you. What's the benefit of letting you go?" Pan Han never expected that she would come to beg for mercy.
"Let us go, and you will be blessed! The nuns outside will pray for you!"
"What's the use of praying?" Pan Han was speechless.
"It can make you happy!"
"Puchi! What if I can only be happy if I kill you?"
"Then you can try it!"
"Threatening me? Sorry, that won't work. Prepare to die."
"Young man, this is for your own good, you have to be obedient!"
hiss!!!!!!!!
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