"Nonsense." The man also noticed the strangeness in Ye Feng's question and asked, "You are not?"
Ye Feng did not answer, but made one thing clear again.
"In other words, you accidentally entered this body because your spirit power left your body. As long as you find a way to return to your own body within twenty days, our situation can be over?"
This is definitely a pleasant surprise!
The man looked at the time on the terminal through Ye Feng's eyes and corrected him: "To be precise, it's 19 days and 13 hours. You wasted another 2 hours before."
Ye Feng didn't have time to argue with him and got straight to the point: "Where is your body, how do you get there, and what do you need to prepare?"
He wished he could end this boring situation right away.
Seeing that Ye Feng didn't mention anything about control, the man couldn't help but raise his voice.
"...This isn't something that can be solved by just going over there. Do you think I just fell and ran here?
"Do you really know what you're going to face next? It could be a series of assassinations, robberies, and murders..."
Ye Feng interrupted him: "That only means that I have a bad fate, and my luck is not very good."
He continued to browse the information, but at a faster pace.
For a moment, his fingers flew, and all kinds of information popped up one after another, all reflected in his black jade eyes.
Ye Feng's indifference and stubbornness gave this man a headache.
"Let's not talk about anything else. Your total assets are only 1285 cards now. You can't even get the most basic equipment. You can't connect to the simulation robot, and you can't even get out of the door. Where on earth do you get the courage to persist here!
"The most important thing you should do now is to transfer control to me!"
There was obvious annoyance in his voice. In his eyes, this was an unquestionable fact.
He really didn't know what this guy was doing here!
"impossible."
Ye Feng's reply was concise and clear, still those three words.
The man was very puzzled: "There is a shortcut, why do you choose the most difficult one?!"
He felt that talking to Ye Feng was too much of a drain on his patience. He had never felt so depressed and tired in his life, nor had he ever wasted so much time talking to anyone.
"shortcut?"
Ye Feng snorted softly: "This is not called a shortcut, it's called cowardice."
He scanned the various messages at a glance and said calmly, "Also, this isn't the path I chose, but it's the path I must take."
He accepts whatever fate gives him.
You can lose and you can die, but you must never be a coward.
"But you're wasting other people's time!"
There was a hint of gnashing of teeth in the voice again.
Ye Feng was silent for a moment, then said apologetically, "...I'm sorry about this, maybe you just lacked a bit of luck."
He emphasized seriously: "I still say that it is absolutely impossible for me to voluntarily give up control. But I can promise that as long as I am alive, I will do my best."
Deep in his eyes was a black as solid as a rock, exceptionally deep and concentrated, with no sign of loosening.
Unfortunately, the promise of an A-level psychic couldn't reassure the other person: "Even if you try your best, you're still only A-level!"
"You don't have a choice."
Ye Feng felt that what this person said just now about being able to seize control must be exaggerated. Otherwise, with his temper, he would have taken action long ago and would not have said so much nonsense.
In short, at least not without scruples.
This way, he would have more confidence.
"You... I'll just sit back and see what you can do!"
The voice was very angry and a little frustrated.
Indeed, his previous words contained some bluffing. After all, the situation between him and Ye Feng was too special, and he was not sure whether he could really seize control.
Moreover, the method he mentioned would cause certain damage to the body and mental strength, so it is best not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
“People always come up with solutions.”
Ye Feng responded casually, his fingers moving as he continued to search and check various types of information.
"You are so blindly optimistic!"
The man couldn't help but retort. He followed Ye Feng's line of sight and found that this man read all kinds of information. He basically took a look at everything, even the most basic common sense questions.
This makes people feel even more unreliable.
"Well, it's true that many people say I'm optimistic."
Ye Feng glanced at the time and realized that the time he had given himself to prepare was up.
He closed the terminal, stood up, and walked straight out the door.
"What are you going to do now?"
There was forbearance in that voice.
"go out."
"nonsense!"
This passive and unknown feeling is so uncomfortable, and I haven't experienced it in a long time.
Ye Feng said succinctly: "Make money."
The man asked, "How do you want to make money?"
Ye Feng didn't answer, but just walked forward with firm steps.
He had memorized the route he had just taken, and without any pause, he arrived at the equipment sales office in a short while in the aircraft.
All sales areas or rental areas are open 24 hours a day and can be operated manually or self-serviced.
Ye Feng quickly glanced at the prices. In order to save time, he did not call for service and directly picked up the simplest air purification helmet and a bottle of the cheapest skin protection glue and put them on the vending machine.
He extended his wrist, and with a "ding" sound, a sweet electronic voice rang out: "Dear Mr. Ye Yi, your total purchase this time is 235 cards. Thank you for coming."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
