Chapter 77 Cognition
The alien spirit Su Qing was chosen by He Jingtong as his opponent early on.
After all, compared to Fu Zexun, who had also learned the fighting system there in the academy system, this kind of alien who only relies on strength and instinct to fight is the most suitable for He Jingtong.
The reason why he proposed to fight Fu Zexun was actually just to indirectly tell Fu Zexun that he had never given up and wanted to win in this game where everyone knew each other's purpose.
Fu Zexun chose to refuse, which was to tell He Jingtong that he didn't think he would lose either.
The only unlucky one was the alien Su Qing who didn't understand any of the subtitles.
At this moment, he was staring at He Jingtong with a ferocious look.
"There's no way I can fight against someone as weak as you." He looked He Jing up and down with obvious contempt in his eyes.
He Jingtong should have been angry. He meant that he was like the one in the "Alien" comics, dissatisfied with malice and believing that he would become stronger.
But in fact, He Jingtong didn't have any idea.
Would you vent your emotions on an object just because a pair of scissors were open and the blades were pointed at you?
You wouldn't do that, and neither would He Jingtong.
He Jingtong would only use the function of scissors to the fullest extent, just like now, he was using Su Qing to the fullest extent.
"You have become what you are now by devouring one spiritual master after another. What right do you have to look down on others?"
He Jingtong couldn't explain it clearly, whether it was instinct or something else, he just knew naturally how to deal with arrogant spirits.
For example, He Jingtong's words at this time have the following subtext: For you who can only become strong by eating others, what is the difference between despising others and despising yourself?
Su Qing looked grim, staring fiercely at He Jingtong, but she knew that once she attacked He Jingtong, it would be equivalent to accepting a fight with him...
But can this battle not happen? Obviously not. Fu Zexun had already said what he wanted to do, and even ignored Su Qing's refusal, turned around and left to prepare for other experiments.
Su Qing had no choice.
After all, Fu Zexun made He Jingtong stronger, which was itself a condition in exchange for He Jingtong to stay here peacefully and not cause any trouble.
Su Qing had nothing to exchange with He Jingtong. In terms of potential, everything he had belonged to Fu Zexun.
So in the end he could only grit his teeth and sneer as he said, "You'd better hope you don't die on the training ground."
He spoke as if he could kill him. He Jingtong smiled, a perfect smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He could guarantee that his face at that moment was very much like a flash in the pan. It was not a seductive smile, but this expression was enough to make the onlookers feel complicated.
Especially in the perception of arrogant spirits.
"Are you mocking me?" Su Qing's attack hit He Jingtong in the face in an instant.
Everything happened just as He Jingtong had imagined. Afterwards, He Jingtong was subjected to a severe beating.
Su Qing didn't have any technical skills at all, all he had was brute force.
When faced with this kind of power, He Jingtong couldn't help but feel that he was enjoying his status as a weak person.
Because only in this way can He Jingtong more clearly "see" himself getting stronger.
The saying "one force defeats ten skills" can mean that He Jingtong is pursuing "one force" or that He Jingtong is ready to stand from the perspective of "ten skills" to figure out how to deal with "one force".
This is the only thing that feels real to He Jingtong, at least compared to human nature which can be seen through at a glance.
In the process of fighting, when facing an absolute and irresistible enemy, go in search of that miracle that seems to not exist...
Perhaps this is the reason why, after finishing today's training, the spirit divided under arrogance chose to say to He Jingtong: "You are really a lunatic."
He Jingtong does not accept this statement.
Although the alien spirit Su Qing had a penetrating wound on his chest that had not yet fully healed from the Ming Jiuguan.
During the training, He Jingtong paid the price of breaking all his limbs in exchange for the success of this attack.
So at this moment, He Jingtong could only lie on the ground, letting the light from several incandescent lamps reflect into his eyes.
He Jingtong's voice remained indifferent, without any emotion attached. He just chose to say what he wanted to say in order to stimulate Su Qing, knowing what Su Qing's final reaction would be.
He Jingtong once again put on the standard smile that could irritate Su Qing. His lips opened and closed as he spoke the words that pierced his heart: "It's just a monster."
"Judging others from such a weird perspective is crazy..." He Jingtong smiled, "Haha."
Everything went dark before his eyes, and Su Qing, who was originally several meters away from He Jingtong, suddenly appeared in front of He Jingtong.
In just a moment of distraction, He Jingtong heard a loud bang in his ears.
He Jingtong knew what it was. After all, his head was no longer lying on the flat ground.
Under He Jingtong, on the floor of the training ground, many cracks spread out from the place where Su Qing's fist hit.
"You'd better look forward to the day when you don't fall into my hands."
Su Qing left.
The incandescent light filled He Jingtong's entire vision. Before he passed out, He Jingtong was thinking that the person Su Qing really wanted to direct these words at was Fu Zexun.
After all, if Fu Zexun wasn't there, Su Qing would have killed him long ago. How could she possibly fight him in the training ground now...
When he woke up again, He Jingtong was lying on the laboratory table again.
Fu Zexun and the wanted nutritionist he kidnapped were standing together on an operating table not far away.
He Jingtong said nothing, but just watched the two men quietly until the nutritionist noticed him and exclaimed with a small smile, "He's awake!"
Fu Zexun followed the movement and glanced at He Jingtong. At this time, he was holding the blood-drawing equipment in his hand. After finding that He Jingtong was conscious, he looked at the cheap temporary assistant with disdain, and then said to He Jingtong: "One of the conditions of the exchange is that you cooperate with the experiment."
"Your body is not yet fit enough for a complete experiment. Also, your physical examination today is not over yet. Blood drawing is part of it. Don't struggle."
"Today is October 5th, right?" He Jingtong suddenly said this. After seeing Fu Zexun frown, he continued, "When do you think the people in the academy will find me?"
He Jingtong did not say this to remind Fu Zexun. In fact, he said this because he had discovered that the injuries he suffered in the fight with Su Qing on the training ground had healed.
He Jingtong raised his hand. Under the white lab coat, his arm, which had originally had horribly twisted bones, was now intact.
The boy lowered his sleeves and looked carefully, only to find the pale wrist bone area without even a trace of scar.
This is certainly not because Fu Zexun has found a suitable therapeutic wanted criminal. The fact that he was able to cure He Jingtong only proves that he has gone a step further in his research on the soul.
This means that in this game where everyone knows each other's ultimate goal, the balance of victory has tilted a little towards Fu Zexun.
He Jingtong certainly didn't mind, and when the three-dimensional audience thought he was about to lose, he suddenly turned the tables.
But He Jingtong still remembers his character, a 16-year-old high school sophomore.
It is impossible for a normal student to remain absolutely rational when he is about to become a monster dominated and controlled by others.
Therefore, He Jingtong needed to create some scenes that would make Fu Zexun think that he was panicking.
For example, when he found out that he was intact, he would theoretically have a fear that the hole in his chest would be healed sooner or later.
At times like this, He Jingtong could only try to use words to add weight to his side of the scale.
Just like there are spirits around Fu Zexun, there are also teachers and classmates who keep coming towards He Jingtong.
He Jingtong saw Fu Zexun stop what he was doing, looked at him and said, "I won't waste time thinking about meaningless problems."
So what would he think about? Fu Zexun quickly gave the answer to this question.
"I just believe that before those people find you, you will have become another existence."
Fu Zexun said that he would not waste time thinking about those questions, but in fact, when he gave this answer, he had already stepped into He Jingtong's trap.
For example, he couldn't help but start thinking about the potential of the academy and He Jingtong's teammates.
In this way, Fu Zexun could certainly understand that He Jingtong was hiding deeper information that he wanted to reveal.
In other words, He Jingtong was afraid of his body "completely recovering".
He Jingtong saw out of the corner of his eye that Fu Zexun had once again stabilized the blood-drawing equipment. In Fu Zexun's pupils, all that could be reflected was the young man staring at his wrist.
Now Fu Zexun can only think that He Jingtong is indeed still a child who would also be afraid of human experiments.
What's more profound is that a child who is also afraid of death is still engaging in a veiled confrontation and gambling with him...
A story, narration, God's perspective, the protagonist's perspective, the supporting character's perspective, the character's voice...all kinds of things like that are needed.
The multi-view function allows He Jingtong to see other people's perspectives, without having to focus on himself as the protagonist.
Reversing allows things that happened to others in the past to reappear before He Jingtong's eyes.
He Jingtong is the narrator, He Jingtong is the creator, and He Jingtong is the protagonist. However, given that He Jingtong is the protagonist, he certainly cannot see other people's voices.
Therefore, in the system mall, the "Mind Reading Technique" was actually recommended to He Jingtong a long time ago, but He Jingtong did not need it.
Because it is of no use at all.
He Jingtong's eyes could be seen from the very beginning.
That was an ability or talent that I already had before I met the system.
Seeing through others is a very simple thing for He Jingtong.
It is also easy to guide others to act according to his ideas.
It's just that He Jingtong would never do this in the past. After all, he is a student, a child. But it's not so much that he wouldn't do it, but rather that he doesn't need to do it.
But when He Jingtong found out that he was just a comic character, and the protagonist in the comic, although he was excited about the achievement of traveling through the three-dimensional world, it did not mean that he would not feel...
Mood rises one percentage point.
He Jingtong knew that this description was strange, but when evaluating himself, instead of using a variety of literary adjectives, mathematical data is more appropriate and easier to understand. The needle for drawing blood was inserted into his vein. The boy had no interest in observing his blood being drawn, so he moved his eyes to the system interface in the lower right corner of his vision, which was the bullet screen.
There, again, there was a lot of rapidly rotating information.
[What did He Jingtong think when he saw that his hand was intact? Was he disappointed that he couldn't even hurt himself to avoid getting hurt too much? 『New』]
If this question must be answered by the person concerned, He Jingtong's answer would be: "This is what 'I' think."
He Jingtong is referring to the him in "Alien".
But that He Jingtong was also him, he had always known it.
[1: Several of the detailed shots really stung me. Judging from the old thief's ability to control the image, he never mind using grand scenes to express complexity and grandeur, but the image of the blood-drawing device with the needle tip clearly blurred...]
[2: The old thief almost pointed at my nose and told me that He Jingtong was afraid of needles.]
[3: I feel so sad, the kind of sadness that comes from a still stream. I don’t feel particularly excited, but I just feel depressed and uncomfortable.]
[4: I have a completely different opinion from the above. I think that this is a storm brewing and has already caused waves. It’s just that the tsunami that can really push everything to the peak has not yet officially arrived.]
[5: I got the stream of consciousness above perfectly. But to be honest, I really like the scenes where He Jingtong is lying on the hospital bed and Fu Zexun is holding a syringe beside him.jpg]
When the boy in the picture opened his eyes, one incandescent light after another turned into stars and fell into his eyes. That delicate face eventually became thin and bony, full of desolation, because of repeated injuries.
He raised his arm, which was pale to the point of being blue, and his eyes became profound with the movement. Not far from the experimental platform, Fu Zexun was walking towards him with a cuff in his hand.
The young man was wearing a white coat and his eyes were covered by golden glasses. He walked to the laboratory table, tied the cuff, and began to push the needle tip into He Jingtong's arm.
[6: Just looking at these shots, my heart is broken.]
【7: I really want to shout, is there anyone who can come and save him? 】
[8: But in fact, everyone is working hard, even He Jingtong is trying his best to save himself, so the bet between him and Fu Zexun occurred. ]
【9: It is because I know this that I feel uncomfortable.
Obviously everyone is working hard towards a good outcome, and as a comic reader, I know that the protagonist cannot die, but I can't be sure whether He Jingtong will really become a half-human, half-ghost like in the Book of Destiny...
Anyway, let the old thief come out and get beaten! 】
【10: After getting through this storm, all your efforts now will be meaningful in the days ahead... This is what I want to say to He Jingtong the most.】
【11: Upstairs, you made me cry...】
The blood has been drawn.
He Jingtong turned his gaze back, and Fu Zexun just thought that he was just daydreaming.
At this point, I even had time to tease him: "Every time I draw your blood, you never seem to watch the entire process. What, are you afraid of injections?"
Fu Zexun naturally did not get an answer to this question.
However, what Fu Zexun never expected was that, perhaps because he knew that he already had a cure, He Jingtong became more and more crazy when fighting with Su Qing.
It's like knowing that you won't die makes you fearless.
Every time Fu Zexun tried to interrupt him, He Jingtong would respond indifferently, saying something like, "You should be thinking about how to heal the hole in my chest instead of refusing and causing me more harm."
Fu Zexun was so angry that he laughed, but in the end he just used the orange power to cover He Jingtong's body.
Unlike Qi Xueyi's healing tendency, Qi Xueyi's healing ability accelerates the self-repair of the person's soul. Fu Zexun's treatment is to use his own soul power to directly fill He Jingtong's soul, which is full of cracks due to repeated serious injuries to his body.
The cured boy rushed towards Su Qing again without hesitation.
Twice, three times, many times, countless times, He Jingtong never stopped and never looked back.
His desire for battle seemed to have no end. This made the spirit who instinctively wanted to kill the psychic master even develop a fear of He Jingtong because of this crazy fighting behavior.
Su Qing shouted at the boy who seemed to have no fear at all: "Get out of my sight!"
He Jingtong's response was to ignore everything he said and rush towards him again.
Su Qing was afraid not only of He Jingtong's inhuman spirit, but also of the fact that He Jingtong's ability improved with every battle.
They all fight based on instinct.
But for the same level of strength, using it skillfully is definitely better than using it recklessly.
When Su Qing's fighting skills were just taking shape, He Jingtong, who was fighting against him, had already formed a set of fighting habits specifically to deal with him.
That cannot be replicated.
Su Qing could only feel that He Jingtong's fighting ability was getting closer and closer to his. It was true that He Jingtong still had a long time to go before he could possess a realm, but at the moment, with only melee combat ability, he was already infinitely close to an S-level spirit, and it only took a week.
Su Qing felt scared, and it seemed natural.
In particular, He Jingtong even forced Fu Zexun to come over and treat He Jingtong's injuries every time he woke up after a break, every time an experiment was interrupted, and before every meal.
Ghosts don't need to sleep, and He Jingtong...
He also never really closed his eyes during this week-long period, unless he was in a coma.
When Su Qing knocked He Jingtong unconscious again and sent him to Fu Zexun for treatment, he couldn't help but say, "Maybe I won't be able to beat him next time."
Su Qing at this moment looked much uglier than the penetrating wound on his chest that He Jingtong had to pay with broken limbs.
At that moment, Su Qing had countless wounds all over his body, and his entire right arm, including the arm, was chopped off.
No matter how hard Su Qing tried to speed up the regeneration of his constantly squirming limbs, he still needed some time, some time to get rid of He Jingtong's crazy aura.
The only source of the arrogant spirits's compliance was still the meaningless arrogance: "Of course, that's just maybe!"
He Jingtong was handed over to Fu Zexun.
Fu Zexun was treating He Jingtong while looking through some data files.
He had already had an idea of the injuries on He Jingtong's body. This time, after He Jingtong was seriously injured and fell into a coma again, Fu Zexun was already sure that he could completely repair the hole at this time.
Fu Zexun's right hand was suspended above He Jingtong's chest. The boy was lying on the laboratory table with a pale face.
Being in a deep coma, he was completely unaware of what was happening.
After a while, He Jingtong's body was completely repaired. The hole that the body thought did not need to be repaired was also filled with human tissue again.
At this moment, the young man lying on the laboratory table did not look like he was unconscious except that his face was still pale. Instead, he looked more like he was sleeping.
Peaceful and tranquil.
But all this was soon broken by Fu Zexun. The man's index finger pressed against He Jingtong's forehead, and a deep laugh echoed in the laboratory.
This state did not last long, and Fu Zexun soon stopped laughing. In this empty laboratory, he said in a hoarse, tired, but excited voice: "It seems that I am the winner of this game."
Later, the nutritionist who used to cook for He Jingtong was called over. Fu Zexun turned his back to He Jingtong and told the man, "When He Jingtong wakes up, notify me as soon as possible."
He now needs to check the experimental site that had been prepared specifically for He Jingtong before He Jingtong arrived.
Even though he had written on He Jingtong's training plan a week ago that he would actually participate in actual combat with humans this afternoon -
That is to hunt down those wanted criminals.
But it's a pity.
The sound of Fu Zexun's footsteps as he walked in the corridor was crisp and creepy, and the so-called pity in his heart also seemed full of mockery at this moment.
The laboratory test was quickly completed, and after confirming that there were no problems, Fu Zexun, who was originally overly excited and even needed to rely on checking the laboratory to calm down, finally calmed down completely.
Once he was sure that he could really start the experiment on He Jingtong, Fu Zexun could no longer suppress his excitement.
The so-called calm at this time is just a forced disguise.
Be calmer...
outside.
He Jingtong was there. The wanted criminal was shaking his shoulders constantly, and his voice was very low. He only said, "Fu Zexun has left. Wake up."
"Don't go back to sleep."
He Jingtong also slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the wanted criminal and his eyes quickly cleared up.
After knowing Fu Zexun's actions and seeing that they were just as expected, He Jingtong said to the wanted criminal who had surrendered to him three days ago: "Now, it's time for us to turn the tables -"
Three days ago.
He Jingtong had no idea how many times he had been knocked unconscious by Su Qing and treated by Fu Zexun. After the whole process was completed, that night, the wanted criminal, a nutritionist named Zhou Li, came to bring He Jingtong food again.
Fu Zexun asked Zhou Li to watch He Jingtong finish eating every time he delivered food...
Don't be fooled by He Jingtong's appearance of not caring about anything, but he really doesn't eat fish.
However, as fish is an excellent source of protein, Zhou Li included fish in the nutritious meals he prepared in various ways. Finally, on the fourth day, which was the evening of October 7, he served fish-related food.
He Jingtong: Rejection.jpg
Zhou Li had no choice but to look at the remaining fish and plead with a painful expression: "Please eat some. I promise it won't taste bad."
Not to mention that it is not bad, Zhou Li may have a chef certificate before he obtained a nutritionist certificate. The food he made does not need to follow the term "no waste", and all of it is eaten.
"I won't eat anything whether it tastes bad or good," He Jingtong said. "The so-called nutritiousness of a particular food is pure nonsense."
"No food has anything unique to it, and if you need some trace elements from fish, then various supplements in the form of pills are obviously more convenient than eating fish."
Zhou Li: Feeling suffocated.jpg
It's not easy to fool kids this time.
As a result, Zhou Li, who had almost regarded cooking as a task to punch in for work recently, suddenly didn't know what to do.
The ingredients were all fresh every day. Even if the same ingredients were used, two servings would be prepared to prevent He Jingtong from refusing to eat them. However, he had not shown any signs of being picky about food for three consecutive days, and Zhou Li certainly did not think that he had any objection to fish food, so today, he did not plan to cause trouble for himself.
But Zhou Li couldn't find a solution to this sudden incident.
However, he knew very well that cooking in the laboratory was not as simple as punching in for work.
Maybe he was killed by Fu Zexun just because he was unable to prepare nutritious meals that could be absorbed by He Jingtong's body?
It was certain that he didn't want to die, but asking Fu Zexun for help would only make him die faster. Zhou Li had no choice but to tell He Jingtong with despair: "But there is only one serving of food."
"If you don't eat, your body is bound to produce disease due to lack of nutrition. This is based on the inhuman training you are doing every day."
Whether it was bleeding or broken bones, this happened frequently, to the point of being despairing.
After a few more words, Zhou Li finally said what he was thinking: "If you don't eat, I, who survived because of my nutritionist certificate, might become a member of the alien army tomorrow."
"What's going on with the alien army?" He Jingtong asked Zhou Lishi, frowning slightly.
"I'm telling you, can't you just eat this fish?" Zhou Li glared at him.
"Tell me what I want to know, and I won't make it difficult for you. I will just tell Fu Zexun that I don't eat fish... and," He Jingtong paused, "it's nothing."
"You mean you will take the initiative to take responsibility?" Zhou Li swallowed and asked carefully.
"Almost." He Jingtong nodded.
"The alien army has not actually formed a real military-level scale. It's just that most of the wanted criminals like me on the list have become aliens."
This is also a considerable number. The document that Fu Zexun got in the bar was so thick that it could smash through the table. The bar owner did not dare to make trouble, so he took all the wanted lists of spiritualists in the country.
"When they were still human, they basically did evil things. They were made into spirits, but they avoided it perfectly. Relatively speaking, they are not as lazy and arrogant as they are in terms of killing power."
When He Jingtong heard this, he sighed from the bottom of his heart. This cannot be said in front of the alien spirit Su Qing. "And, among every ten alien spirits, at least four are gluttons." Zhou Li was afraid of this. "Do you know what a gluttonous alien spirit means?"
"This means that the value of turning me into a spirit is not as good as letting me die directly. Then I will become food for those gluttons."
In other words, being eaten.
Zhou Li couldn't accept this, but he knew that this was the most likely possibility. Because his ability was really not that good, it was just like a lighter that could produce flames... except for lighting cigarettes, it had no other use.
Zhou Li himself was not a very good spiritualist, and even when he was wanted, it was not long after he woke up that he set fire to his own house and his neighbor's house.
Unable to pay, he suddenly started to worry that the existence of psychics was a supernatural power, and that he would be discovered by scientists and sliced into pieces for research... A series of strange perceptions left him with no choice but to run away.
Later, because he awakened as a spiritualist, he was put on the spiritualist wanted list.
He is afraid of death and is timid. He can only construct an idea of the supernatural world from other people's words.
It seems like he is the perfect person to pass on the message to the college.
Three days passed and An Lai didn't show up. The result was obvious.
Fu Zexun was already prepared to transform He Jingtong into an alien as an experimental platform, which meant that he believed that he would not let his ability of foresight get in the way.
In other words, he has been able to allow the spirits to retain their abilities in life.
There are so many wanted criminals, and who can guarantee that none of them have any awakening features related to procedural defense?
"I won't let you be killed by Fu Zexun, but you also need to help me do something."
"And if you expose this matter..." He Jingtong looked at Zhou Li.
He Jingtong clearly didn't mention the consequences, but a person who is good at imagining and can even scare himself, who thought he would be put on the slice research laboratory just because of compensation... Zhou Li instantly thought of the consequences that would be even more miserable than being eaten by gluttony.
But when I thought about He Jingtong's status as a student at Elite College, I felt that my fate would not be that miserable.
Things that come from his own imagination always make him relax and make Zhou Li believe that He Jingtong is trustworthy.
He may not have known at first that he just wanted to pay the money, but his final choice of running away would only turn the act of running away into another crime, and he would be punished for multiple crimes.
But no matter how severe the official punishment is, it is just a sentence in prison.
Following Fu Zexun...that means you really don't know when you will die.
The knife symbolizing death is always above his head, and whether it will fall down or not depends entirely on Fu Zexun's will.
But who can figure out what he means? In the end, He Jingtong told Fu Zexun that he doesn't eat fish.
The latter didn't have time to care whether he ate the fish or not. He just ordered Zhou Li to buy some ingredients and cook to ensure that He Jingtong could have a hot meal that could replenish his body's nutrition before tomorrow.
Three days not only made Fu Zexun confirm that He Jingtong was indeed following the rules of the game and would not escape suddenly, but also made Fu Zexun come to another conclusion.
That is, a teenager who abides by the "customized" game rules will not do anything that breaks the framework and boundaries.
This kind of misconception has a major premise, which is that there is Su Qing’s “excellent example”.
Before winning and gaining the upper hand over Su Qing
Fu Zexun unknowingly came to the idea that He Jingtong would only move towards the goal of defeating Su Qing.
This resulted in the insignificant Zhou Li, who was not worthy of his attention and was greedy and afraid of death, officially contacting An Lai without Fu Zexun knowing about it.
The Internet is such a dense yet narrow thing.
When no information could be found through the Internet and data, a distress note with He Jingtong's blood suddenly appeared in this city where every corner was strictly monitored. It seemed that no one would not care.
The third night was a test and the fourth day was the day of formal contact. On the fifth day, He Jingtong informed An Lai of the approximate location of his location through Zhou Li.
Even though Zhou Li needed to buy fresh vegetables every day, he had never been to this city and had no idea where he was.
On the sixth day, He Jingtong finally got in touch with the teachers in the academy through Master Jian Zirui's paper crane.
The seventh day is now.
The plan really began when Fu Zexun said that the victory of the game would belong to him.
The focus of the legendary level spirit transformation experiment is not to transform He Jingtong into a legend immediately but to give him the basic conditions to grow into a legend.
Why does Class Z only exist in concept?
If the expression of the domain is a concept of spatial form, then the so-called Z level is actually the horizontal combination of space and time.
Fu Zexun had no idea that He Jingtong had already experienced the time realm using the system.
He Jingtong also needs to feel the horizontal and vertical integration of space and time.
The reason is very simple. After achieving 100 million points and going to the three-dimensional world, can he guarantee that he will never have the idea of coming back?
The information conveyed by the barrage was enough for He Jingtong to guess that there was no special system in that world.
Can he really return to ordinary life after fighting life and death again and again?
Just look at the existence of spiritual masters. Even if they eventually leave the spiritual master's world, they will eventually choose to return.
Even if the college system provides them with a way out early on, that is, high academic qualifications and social value, it is actually useless.
Even if they can leave this world once they enter it, it is only a temporary departure, not a permanent one.
At the same time, He Jingtong spent 500,000 points to experience the time realm early in order to once again learn everything that Fu Zexun already had. !