My little country

Zhao Hao suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Looking at the window still shrouded in darkness, Zhao Hao showed a wry smile.

In the middle of the night, it was another sleepless night.

"Ugh."

"Fortunately, I am only a mild patient with deep space claustrophobia."

Zhao Hao rubbed his brows and stood up with a bitter smile, and walked into the restaurant to make himself a cup of black coffee.

As a member of the Human United Star Fleet.

Zhao Hao, from an ancient country in the East, had symptoms of deep-space claustrophobia during his first deep-space voyage, and as a result, he was tested and treated by a series of mysterious forces from wizards.

From then on, Zhao Hao became a glorious experimenter of deep space claustrophobia.

The main task is to run around in hospitals and research institutes for various departments and research teams to conduct research.

It has been a week for Zhao Hao to repeat such a daily routine.

This week was mainly for observation, for which Zhao Hao signed a consent form and did not accept all help from foreign objects including taking antidepressants.

It seems that I want to see how much deep space claustrophobia will change just by changing the environment.

In the past, such observations could only rely on the brain to supplement the model by experts and then the brain to supplement the results.

Now, with the magical tools provided by wizards, experts can also see the black threads that cause deep-space claustrophobia and the stratification and changes of the soul.

As a result, many top universities are preparing to establish a soul discipline.

What is currently lacking is the teaching materials and teachers related to the soul subject...

Zhao Hao coughed a few times.

In the past week, the auditory hallucinations and hallucinations caused by deep space claustrophobia have almost disappeared.

The hallucinations no longer appeared, and the auditory hallucinations became once a day three days ago.

And the sound is getting weaker and fuzzy.

According to experts who observe the soul, the black silk that causes deep space claustrophobia is increasingly falling into a dormant state.

In addition, the soul shell is slowly squeezing out part of the black silk.

Those dormant black threads that were squeezed out quickly decomposed in the air and turned into basic particles.

It is a pity that such a soul repair process is too slow, and experts can't find its mechanism of action, let alone how to promote the formation of such a mechanism.

For this reason, the experts also quietly asked the necromancers.

In the eyes of experts, the necromancers should have been dealing with something similar to deep space claustrophobia for a long time.

However, in fact, these necromancers are also a group of cute new ones.

In response, they just raised their heads and told the inquirer mysteriously:

Resist black silk, everything depends on fate!

Then the necromancers immediately made an excuse to be busy and disappeared from the eyes of the experts, not giving the other party a chance to ask for details.

Zhao Hao didn't know what was going on inside.

He only knew that although the auditory hallucinations were diminishing.

His nightmare is getting clearer and clearer.

To this end, Zhao Hao has applied for the qualification to use Lingwang.

He hoped that he could replace sleep by entering the rest in the spiritual web to prevent himself from entering a nightmare again.

Zhao Hao has sent out this application for three days.

"I hope the above can pass?"

"Lingwang's invitation qualification is not as rare as before, right?"

Zhao Hao thought about this, and suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

In his mind, the terrible scene that he had seen in the nightmare flashed again.

A huge whale carcass floated in the sky formed by a strange blue halo.

This huge body is still intact, but you can clearly feel the rotting corpse whale. It seems to have a mysterious attraction. When you see it, it is deeply imprinted in your mind. If you want to forget it, you can't forget it.

But... once you think of this corpse whale, you can't help but feel that your eyes are drawn infinitely to see the dark dead fish eyes of this corpse whale.

then!

what!

Zhao Hao had a splitting headache, and rolled his head on the cold floor with his hands, accompanied by cramps.

The indescribable huge headache caused Zhao Hao's brain to activate protective measures and urgently deleted the scene of staring at the dead fish eye of the corpse whale.

With the loss of this memory.

Zhao Hao woke up from the severe pain and looked at his hands full of tears and nose, as well as his soaked pajamas and hair.

Panting quickly, Zhao Hao did not dare to think about the corpse whale he saw in his nightmare.

"It's absolutely impossible to go on like this."

"My deep space claustrophobia must not be that simple!"

Zhao Hao took a shower and then wrote a report about his feelings.

At dawn, he took the printed report and drove to the research institute in person, and handed it to his superior.

Although Zhao Hao's current superior is not Zhao Hao's old superior, he knows that Zhao Hao is still highly valued.

After all, it is an older group of astronauts whose abilities and ideas are absolutely trustworthy.

He fought for Zhao Hao, allowing the Lingwang qualification to be passed in advance.

Wow.

This old man with a beer belly gave Zhao Hao the equipment connected to Lingwang, but he conveyed a new request:

"Don't go home and sleep."

"Your current symptoms are very similar to those in the late stage of deep space claustrophobia. This is very dangerous."

"From observation, your soul should not be so severely polluted."

"This is very contradictory, and it shows your particularity."

"Experts suggest that you better fall asleep in the ling net during their research."

"Yes, I won't go home anymore!"

What else could Zhao Hao say about this, and he immediately saluted and agreed.

In fact, he was also very uneasy.

I'm afraid that my young self will be abandoned like this...

An expert from Citigroup found Zhao Hao after dinner and took out a bunch of materials to explain to Zhao Hao.

In fact, it is all related to the nightmare state of deep space claustrophobia.

Like Zhao Hao, patients with severe physiological reactions due to nightmares have naturally existed in the aerospace deep diving industry for so many years.

It's just that none of the patients who came to this step recovered in the end.

According to case reports, such patients are likely to commit suicide in despair.

It's just that when the general condition progresses to this time, it is usually the time when the patient is in his seventies.

The death of a person in this state, as long as it is not a celebrity, generally does not attract the attention of the general public.

At most, it appeared in some conspiracy theories tabloids, and became another ironclad proof that the lizard people rule the world!

Finished reading the report.

Zhao Hao felt that his mood was even heavier.

He looked at the back of the expert's head, with a little dignity.

It was just that the expert did not respond to this, and even recorded the entire process of Zhao Hao's micro-expression at the time, and prepared to use it to write a paper.

"Don't worry too much. The patients in those cases have never encountered extraordinary."

"We are now at a time of major changes unseen in a thousand years. God will protect us."

A gentle female voice suddenly sounded beside Zhao Hao.

But it was a female assistant who had recently converted from the sect of the Goddess of War to the sect of the Twin Goddess, comforting him.

Zhao Hao nodded and couldn't help holding the waning moon pendant produced by the sect of the Moon Goddess on his neck.

"I think so too, God is real, and God will protect us."

Holding the pendant, Zhao Hao had a faint illusion. It seemed that he had received the attention of the Moon Goddess. His sequelae would be taken care of by the Moon Goddess and healed soon.

If it doesn't work, Zhao Hao won't be discouraged. If the Moon Goddess doesn't work, wouldn't there be options such as the Goddess of War, Valkyrie, Twin Goddess, Spear of Killing God, etc.?

Zhao Hao didn't know, but he seemed to have many faith objects to choose from.

It seems to be full of possibilities.

But, in fact, these belief systems belonged to the great Supreme Supreme, the son of God Xiao Yu.

If the Moon Goddess can't do it.

So, either all the gods cannot do it, or they just don’t want to do it...

Zhao Hao lay on a big bed in an empty room organized by the research institute.

There are all kinds of equipment all around.

Some belong to the high-tech category, some belong to the mystical category, and some are hybrids.

"Go to sleep."

An Oriental expert with a short beard stood outside the room and gave orders through thick bulletproof glass.

Zhao Hao nodded, closed his eyes, and activated the device.

Immediately, Zhao Hao landed on Lingwang.

And chose to enter the dream world.

Relying on enough points given by the research institute.

Zhao Hao obtained a private space of about 100 square meters in the dream world.

And in this private space, I got a three-storey villa built with materials produced by other players.

In the real world, the vision of Zhao Hao in the dream world projected by the experts through the equipment is a little bewildering.

"Can the second world of Lingwang already be able to do this?"

"Yes, the second world is developing at a high speed. With the collective efforts of so many users, the development of the second world can be described by leaps and bounds."

"At the same time, the Second World has formed its own financial system. The happiness of having money in it is really hard for ordinary people to imagine."

The female assistant next to the old expert sighed with envy.

She remembered that she had been invited to a party held by a wealthy friend in the second world.

That is simply the scene where the ultimate fantasy of girls is realized.

The female assistant immediately stopped being friends with each other.

Unfortunately, others did not give her a chance.

"Attention, the instrument detected an abnormal reaction from the subject."

Suddenly, the loud voice of someone brought the female assistant back to reality.

"what happened?"

"Is the instrument wrong?"

"Remind the organizers of Lingwang to send the data to the headquarters!"

The institute gets busy.

In the second world.

Zhao Hao lay on the big bed and snapped his fingers.

Immediately, the decoration style in the bedroom changed from ordinary modern style to futuristic style full of high-tech.

Then it turned into a magnificent aristocratic manor style, low-key luxury and high-grade castle style.

Even the oriental palace style full of antique flavor.

Zhao Hao looked at the palace scene outside with an expression of intoxication. He is also a man who can sleep in the palace...

It's a pity that the palace scene is still being produced, otherwise you can try the emperor's life.

Zhao Hao happily played in the bedroom for a while, remembered his mission, and lay down again.

Entered into a state of meditation.

This kind of ethereal state of relaxation can restore the body's mental fatigue very well.

However, as Zhao Hao began to meditate.

This private space divided by the second world suddenly showed black air visible to the naked eye.

The black air emanated from Zhao Hao, and quickly spread to the living room, kitchen, and then filled the entire villa.

Then, the private space where this villa is located appeared complicated spatial ripples.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

A plain on the main continent of the Second World.

A group of users who are constructing new small towns, mainly from the country of cherry blossoms, made a surprised voice.

On the unfinished roof of the city wall, they saw a black villa suddenly appearing from the horizon several kilometers away, and then falling onto the plain with a dull loud noise.

"what's going on……!"

Some people were shocked, others found it interesting and fun.

The organizers who organized these people to build the town took the lead. A military person took the lead. After installing a pair of metal wings, he was able to fly and flew from the town at high speed.

Immediately, this person quickly approached the villa:

"Is anyone here!"

"Is there an accident?"

"We are the builders' association from Oban, the country of sakura, undertaking various construction and maintenance work for Second World projects. Friends, I think your villa is seriously damaged. Maybe you need our help?"

"Our price is a little bit expensive, but it's definitely worth the money!"

On the city wall, more and more members of the lively builders club were watching, listening to their president with embarrassment. After the accident, they had not forgotten to sell their business. Some felt that the future of this club should be Is it full of light?

And when these people think so.

Suddenly, the villa that fell to the ground suddenly burst out of a fireball composed of black flames.

Almost affected the self-proclaimed president, making him hurry away from the villa.

Follow again.

I wonder if it’s an illusion or hallucinations?

Everyone watching the black flames emerging from the villa faintly heard an ecstatic shout in their ears:

"found it!"

"Your consciousness is deep!"

"The deep sea of ​​consciousness?"

The people on the wall were dumbfounded.

There are people who play too many games and wonder if they have encountered a plot mission.

"It looks dangerous. Isn't it because the Second World feels that we are too lonely, and is finally going to play with us?

"what?"

"..."

Click!

Around the villa wrapped in Heiyan, the sound of broken bottles was heard.

Void cracks appeared on this land.

Abnormal protrusion!

An invisible child who looked like a slime crawled out of the void.

With a body size of more than 10,000 meters, climbing is very laborious and time-consuming.

But just a head popped out and was seen by those in the builders' community in the distance.

Pollution has already occurred, causing destructive power.

As a result, those users received a great mental shock and were forced to go offline one by one screaming.