My little country

Mikharov was happily eating at first.

The food made him very happy.

However, half an hour passed.

Gradually, Mikarov felt something was wrong, and he found that his stomach was slowly bulging, and a feeling of fullness filled his mind.

Mikharov blinked and put down the half-bitten demon mastiff's hind legs.

Slowly touching his stomach, Mikharov's face changed.

"My appetite...weakened?"

"I'm a man who can eat three king-class burgers in one meal!"

Mikalov murmured to himself, and immediately noticed the remains of food on the tabletop, and his eyelids jumped wildly.

Unknowingly, there were more food debris piled up than he thought, and they could almost reach his shoulder from the table top.

It was then that Mikharov suddenly felt that he would have eaten so much food without knowing it!

No wonder the food is so delicious and I still feel full.

"Eat... I can't eat it anymore."

With some regret, Mikharov looked at one-third of the food left, sighed slightly, and was about to stand up and exercise. Anyway, the four-winged archangel did not mention the specific time spent.

A second later, a drop of cold sweat came out of Mikharov's forehead.

He found that he couldn't stand up unexpectedly, and a feeling of paralysis hit his mind.

With a little thump in my heart.

Mikharov found that his mouth opened uncontrollably to the limit.

Then his hands quickly grabbed a large piece of black bread-like food and stuffed it into his mouth.

After a few swallows, Mikharov stuffed the food into his throat and swallowed it desperately.

"No! Don't do it, I don't want it!"

Mikharov screamed in his heart, but couldn't stop the movements of his hands and mouth.

There were tears in his eyes.

Pain, discomfort, fear, fear and other emotions erupted violently in an instant.

He began to despair in the food!

The rest of the participants almost fell into this pessimistic mood, afraid that they would survive here alive!

And Xiao Yu, the big man behind the scenes, was smiling at this moment, checking the difference between the negative and positive emotions of these closed beta members on the dream world?

To be honest...For Xiao Yu, it doesn't make much difference whether it is positive or negative, it is just a kind of energy to expand the dream world.

Xiao Yu is not like the god of nightmare, because of his godhead, he is more inclined to make visitors of the dream world have nightmares.

After confirming that the positive and negative are the same.

Xiao Yu's heart moved.

Mikharov, who felt his stomach was about to explode, suddenly sighed, and found that his stomach was flat again.

The feeling of fullness disappeared and the appetite was restored again.

Enjoying the leftover food becomes a wonderful journey of enjoyment.

After eating all the food on the table.

Mikarov felt that he had recovered his freedom, and quickly stood up, and did not rush into the second arch, but moved his body and recalled the strange feeling just now.

Although there was such a bad experience, after the result was good, this recollection also gave Mikalov a illusion that the experience was quite interesting.

And... Mikharov touched his stomach, his eyes glowed:

"In the spirit world, you may be able to enjoy unlimited food!"

"This is the gospel of all the gluttons and those who are worried about false weight loss!"

"No matter how much you eat, you don't have to be afraid of eating badly, and you don't have to be afraid of excess fat and calories."

"Oh my God, if it can be popularized, the food industry alone can make amazing profits, right?"

"I don't know how the food in the spirit world is made. If you also need a chef, it can also drive some employment?"

Mikharov thought a little bit, until the table suddenly dissipated, he returned to his senses, quickly packed up his clothes and ran into the second arch.

After entering the second arch, Mikharov also felt a faint sensation, and then recovered.

He had already seen it turned into an ancient Athenian amphitheater.

This arena is not that big, it is similar to an ordinary basketball stadium in reality.

And it seems that it may be the reason why the times are too old, and many places are lacking in elegance.

It's just that on those long stone chairs, there are some spectators sitting in twos and threes.

Most of these audiences have translucent bodies, and at a glance it reminds Mikharov of the vocabulary of ghosts, evil spirits and other terrible creatures.

None of the few entities with entities are normal humans, either with a bull head or a human head with a snake head.

In addition, Mikharov also saw several fist-sized elves flying around the weird.

It's a pity that although his eyesight is well maintained, he still can't see the appearance of those elves. I don't know if they are as beautiful as flowers in the game.

In the sky, the holy light fell, and the four-winged archangel appeared above the arena and looked at Mikharov.

The gaze of the archangel made Mikarov feel a little uneasy and embarrassed.

At the same time, as white light emerged from his body, Mikharov's eyes widened and found that the ultra-precious handmade suit on his body suddenly disappeared and turned into a set of leather armor sets just like the standard equipment of the brave in the game.

A small round wooden shield and a short sword also appeared in his hand.

"what is the rhythm?"

Mikharov squeezed the hilt of the dagger tightly, and slowly tightened his body to perform a standard shield-lifting movement.

Mikharov was taken aback, and immediately realized that he was being controlled by a great power again.

Then he found himself under the gaze of the inhumans and archangels around him, and began to wave his short swords and shields, and every move was quite regular.

This novel feeling made Mikalov think of the virtual reality cartoons and novels he had seen, and he couldn't help his heart becoming hot.

He secretly rejoiced that he really came right!

At the time when my heart is overwhelming.

Suddenly he fell, but he regained control of his body.

Then, he heard the majestic voice of the four-winged archangel resounding again:

"Contestants, the battle test begins now!"

"You have unlimited opportunities for rebirth."

"Victory the enemy within half an hour... you can successfully pass this test and get mysterious prizes."

After speaking, the wings of the four-winged archangel flickered slightly, and the whole person flew to an altitude of at least a kilometer.

Boom!

The bell in the arena was rang.

With a bang, a heavy wooden door was pushed aside.

Then, a green-skinned ogre with a height of about 2.5 meters and bulging muscles rushed out with a roar, and from time to time the big wooden stick held in his hand hit the solid ground and made a bang.

"what?"

"fighting?"

Mikalov was able to make a fortune from the chaos of Mosca, naturally, he had killed people and fought.

However, he swears to God that he has never received cold weapon training, nor has he ever fought with monsters!

Looking at the green-skinned ogre who was slowly approaching, his aura was amazing and his body smelled amazing.

After Mikalov was afraid of a shock, he was not afraid anymore.

At any rate, he was also a hero from Mosca, with the blood of a fighting nation on him.

Plus there is a guarantee that I will never die.

Mikharov raised his dagger high and suddenly shouted at the green-skinned ogre:

"Ula!"

"Kuma!"

Mikharov trot to the green-skinned ogre, and at this moment he seemed to awaken the blood of the ancient ancestors of the Mosca.

At this moment, his ancestors and heroic souls who fought with the mammoth seemed to have possessed him, making him full of courage!

then.

As Mikharov approached the three-meter range of the green-skinned ogre, he jumped up with his short sword!

boom!

A loud noise caused by the collision of wood and meat exploded in the air.

Soon, Mikharov flew out from in front of the green-skinned ogre with an afterimage, and slammed it on the stone fence more than ten meters away with a bang, his head shattered and he was killed on the spot!

Huh!

A holy light fell.

Two seconds later, with a look of fear, Mikharov, who couldn't stop peeing out of his lower body, recovered and got up, looking at the green-skinned ogre, there was an unconcealable fear.

"Is that death just now?"

"Too real, this spirit world is too real!"

Thinking of the great horror of death that had just occurred at that moment, and the pain that felt that there was not a bone on the whole body after being hit.

Mikharov was terrified, terrified.

The heroic spirits of the ancestors, the blood of the fighting nation, vanished in front of this stick.

If he can, he hopes to terminate this game early.

What kind of mysterious prize... he doesn't need it!

"I... I surrender!"

Mikharov exclaimed.

Unfortunately, the surrounding audience and the archangel were silent and did not respond.

And after the green-skinned ogre's nose spit out a burst of heat, the big wooden stick banged on the ground, violently!

It seemed that this green-skinned ogre was not reasonable.

Next, he became a green-skinned ogre chasing Mikharov in the arena, and from time to time obtained the kill achievement.

The number of consecutive kills is steadily climbing towards double digits...

Xiao Yu looked at this scene and shook his head slightly. This Mikarov seemed to have no fighting talent and no fighting potential.

But the energy of mood swings between life and death is really big enough.

The emotional energy generated in just a few minutes has surpassed the previous two levels.

Hmm...Can you consider creating a fighting and competitive game first to harvest the emotional energy of those players who are not afraid of death?

Not so good, just as those people in the Nine Saint Continent of Xiaoren Country would be tortured to death by a series of nightmares.

The violent mood swings in the dream world are actually constantly consuming one's mental power and even soul energy.

It can be said that with the talent of ordinary people, even if Xiao Yu is not malicious after staying here for a long time, he will be mentally weak and depression may increase greatly.

And if there are too many violent fluctuations, it can't rule out the possibility of going crazy and losing memory.

Xiao Yu wasn't an evil god either, so naturally it wouldn't cause problems for the real world testers.

This is smashing the signs of the Dark Council!

Xiao Yu looked at other people.

It was found that most people were similar to Mikharov.

Even many people are inferior to Mikharov. Anyway, this Mosca had the courage to raise a short sword at first.

Of course, there are so many outstanding people among so many people.

The Easterner who entered the archway the fastest, after dying for the fifteenth time, finally made the green-skinned ogre lose his combat power in both hands and feet after being killed for the fifteenth time, and was pierced by his short sword. Neck and win.

In addition, a tester who claimed to be a certain master seemed to be a top special soldier of a certain force. After he died for the seventh time, he found the opportunity to climb on the back of the green-skinned ogre and cut the opponent with a short sword. After cutting off the other party's head, he habitually squatted down, muttering croaking and other strange sounds in his mouth.

End of half an hour.

Only fifteen people can really pass.

Afterwards, everyone was teleported back to the gray and white place where they came.

Mikharov was lying on the ground with sweating profusely, panting, feeling scared for a while.

The four-winged archangel flew over and released a soothing technique to these people.

The Holy Light shines on these people, as much as possible to soothe their panic, lest they still have nightmares because of these memories after they return.

After more than ten seconds, there was basically nothing wrong with seeing these people.

The four-winged archangels waved their sleeves and let them all leave the dream world.

"what!"

"Ah!"

In the hall of the real world, a series of exclamations came out.

Then they woke up rubbing their foreheads and found out where they were.

These people all showed ecstatic expressions.

Mikharov also had his eyes glowing. After experiencing the spirit world, he was completely convinced by the description of Second Life.

Although he felt that the organizer was a bit unfriendly in terms of content, this did not affect his possibility of seeing the future of this spiritual world.

"The spirit world means the future!"

Mikharov grumbled, then heard the wizard on the podium cough slightly, and disappeared after saying the time for the next test.

Mikharov stood up quickly, clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention, he said loudly:

"I don't know if everyone here has successfully cleared the customs to the end."

"To be honest, I am very interested in that mysterious prize! If... someone gets a prize but hopes to exchange for other resources, please contact me, I will definitely give everyone a happy reward!"

Mikharov said this, bowed slightly and bowed, everything was polite, and then he took out the card case and prepared to distribute it to everyone.

Unexpectedly, the other seats also stood up one after another, a big boss who was either rich or expensive said the same thing.

Especially a tycoon in the game industry expressed his welcome to all closed beta testers to participate in his foundation. He is willing to provide billions of funds to this foundation to specifically support testers participating in the spiritual world. !

Half an hour later...

The relevant details of the spiritual world are naturally impossible to keep secret.

Although it is not yet known to ordinary people.

The upper circles are making a sensation.

Especially with the details being unearthed one by one, the name of Second Life is actually worthy of its name!

The Internet tycoons were shaking.

The top game tycoon even went to the mansion of the commander-in-chief to inquire about how to deal with the dark council and the feasibility of asking the other party to develop a virtual reality game.