Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 158: The spreading “Internet stalemate”


"Hoo~" The night wind howled.

In the Northern Continent, Lin Tuo stood in the air, walked hundreds of steps in one breath, and was several tens of meters above the ground. Then he stopped, stopped continuing, and walked horizontally.

Familiar with stepping in the air.

About twenty minutes later, he stopped, and said with emotion: "Is this just stepping on air."

Well, it's completely different from "pseudo-flying" with the help of the ontology.

It is also very different from the "levitation technique" in the sandbox world. When the "prayer candle" was hunted down, Hathaway and others used flying spells.

Later, Lin Tuo also studied, but never learned...

If the transcendents in the No. 2 sandbox use "Dao Wen" to obtain flight ability directly from the spiritual world, then the "inhuman" stepping into the air is entirely derived from themselves.

"Use the mind to mobilize the ether to pour into the soles of the feet, release, and compress the air to achieve the effect of standing empty..."

Lin Tuo understands his own feelings:

It seems...somewhat similar to an airplane, not in appearance, but in essence, it is all disturbing airflow.

It's just that one uses physical methods and the other uses ether.

"When I temper the body state, I can also control and manipulate the ether, but I can't achieve this effect at all...Is it because of mental power."

Lin Tuo frowned and thought.

It is mentioned in "Tian Dao Juan" that the essential difference between the "inhuman state" and the previous one is not only in the metamorphosis of the flesh, but also in the growth of the "soul".

The "soul" here should refer to "mental power".

"The promotion process is closely related to spiritual will...

So, after I was promoted, my mental power was stronger, I felt more clear about my body, and even more delicately manipulated the ether... Only then can I use the air? "

Lin Tuo thinks he has found the reason.

In fact, he noticed it when he released the sword technique and killed the "Haizhou faction head".

Before the Body Tempering Realm, although he could use the "Hubing Fist" to condense weapons, they were very crude. The methods used were simple and primitive. They were called "weapons", but in fact they were just energy groups of different appearances.

After breaking through the realm, the "sword energy" condensed from the fingertips was condensed and much more subtle.

This is also the reason why he was able to complete the blow, but did not kill the monk on the river side.

"My mental power has grown, which has led to a more refined and stronger control of the ether." Standing in the cold night sky, Lin Tuo's eyes were bright.

This discovery made him a little excited.

In the past, putting aside the small spells released by copying, Lin Tuo really relied on the "Hua Bing Quan", to be precise, the "Mutated" Hua Bing Quan.

The original boxing technique was just "common martial arts", but he accidentally used a method of manipulating ether coverage and evolved into the current version.

But looking back at this moment, my previous use of ether was still too crude.

It's like a primitive man waving a wooden stick to attack... and now, the increase in mental power makes the "wood stick" a "sword".

"Perhaps...this can no longer be called Huabingquan...

Perhaps, I can try to develop a combat technique that is unique to me based on the sword art of Tiandaozong, combined with my own characteristics..."

It's called "Lishan Sword Art"? Hmm... the name is to be determined.

Lin Tuo stood under the stars thinking wildly, and suddenly shook his head and laughed:

"I haven't written the horoscope yet, I want to be so far away."

What he needs now is a solid state and familiarity.

But... after realizing that I have become more refined in controlling the ether.

Lin Tuo suddenly remembered one thing...Before, a large part of the large number of spell models retrieved from Sandbox World No. 2 could not be successfully performed by himself.

At the time, I suspected that I was not capable of...Now, it seems that I can challenge again.

Lin Tuo's eyes turned and his mind became alive:

"You can try, but some necessary ‘material’ is needed..."

Thinking of this, he turned his mind slightly, got an idea, discerned a little, and flew towards the night.

……

……

At the same time, a few kilometers away from here, outside a strange and sparse bush, the ice and snow are messy, and the air is full of blood.

Under the moonlight, two snowy monsters are facing each other.

One of the more seriously injured was a polar bear with pure white hair.

The wounds are densely covered on its huge body, and with the violent breathing, blood and white gas escaped outward.

And what it looked up and stared at was a weird snow eagle, hovering in the air, looking for a gap to attack at any time.

"Hoop!" Suddenly, the polar bear was unresponsive, and the snow eagle fluttered down, and the steel-like claws ripped apart the left ribs of the prey!

"Puff!" Blood sprayed.

At the same time, the polar bear in anger also fought to death, almost tore off the small half of Snow Eagle's wings, and two fierce monsters were entangled in one place.

At this moment, a "swish" in the night sky struck a sword air.

Then the second one.

The third way.

"Chichichichi!" In the blink of an eye, two beasts were strangled, and they fell down with a whine, smashing a fluff of snowflakes.

After a while, Lin Tuo stepped down into the air and said with a smile:

"Two materials."

Immediately, I picked up one in one hand, threw it into the palm of the body, and carried it to the top of a nearby mountain.

Then he got up, and with the help of the distribution of ether, he killed him in another direction.

……

Not long after, in another mountain col, the sword light flickered, and in an instant, a large snow python that was cultivating was cut into several pieces by Jian Guangsheng cut down in the air.

On the broken snake head, the violent eyes dimmed, reflecting the figure falling from the sky and the bright full moon in the night sky:

"Three copies."

……

On the other side of the world under the same bright moon.

On the Southern Continent, it was another scene.

There are bright lights at the No. 6 vent.

"Boom~"

The huge turbofan relies on the supply of magic nodes underground, and runs endlessly, sucking the ground oxygen into the ground, and discharging the exhaust gas from the ground that has been used for multiple rounds into the cold night sky.

The air vent is located on the high mountain and is blocked by the Wall of Miracles, allowing it to be exposed above the snow line.

Around the huge passage like a volcano, there are fifteen-meter-high fences and thirty-six high steel towers, each with large searchlights installed on the top.

The golden light beam tears through the darkness and illuminates the surrounding corners in all directions. No monsters or saboteurs can escape under the light.

Further out, there are warehouses and barracks in the flat area below the vents.

Even at night, there are huge locomotive-like "snow trucks" painted in red or bright yellow, driving in or away from a distance along roads that are not easy to walk on.

Mankind has been underground for many years, but has never really given up on the surface.

"Inspection passed! Release!"

As the horizontal rail at the entrance of the camp was slowly raised, a "snow truck" with a seven-meter-high head slowly drove into the camp.

And parked in the designated open-air parking lot, the internal magic engine turned to low-power operation, and the steam in the jet pipe was also weak.

There were maintenance personnel from nearby houses immediately, responsible for the debugging and energy supply of the transport truck:

In this environment, it is difficult to restart a steam car if it stops rashly.

"Boom."

At the same time, the car door opened from the inside out, and the driver in thick winter clothes walked out and greeted the maintenance staff. Then he carried a backpack and went straight to the ground barracks deep in the camp.

Commonly came to a door and knocked hard twice.

After a while, a young man opened the door and was stunned before he was surprised:

"Captain! When will you come?"

The driver stepped into the house and took off the cold-proof helmet at the same time, revealing a wheatish face in his forties. He smiled and looked at the team members who were also approaching in the house, saying:

"Nonsense, of course I just came back."

"Is the task over?"

"It's over, I can come back and rest for a few days."

The middle-aged man casually answered the babbled questions of several team members, and waited to throw out the package of bottled beer specially warmed with steam.

Listening to their surprise cheers, a rare smile finally appeared on his stiff face.

As an extraordinary unit of ground guards, days without tasks are always extremely boring.

Being out of the mission also means driving or escorting vehicles to and from different ground resource points, staying on the cold ice sheet for the fewest days, and the danger of encountering monsters...

Therefore, welcoming people going out is a rare "fun" in this lonely and boring land, and for the extraordinary who return safely, it will also usher in a long or short vacation.

"Captain, did you end your mission this time and return to the shelter? I remember you saved enough vacation days."

After chatting for a while, one of the team members drank a warm drink and asked.

The middle-aged man put his damp coat on the "heater" to bake, took out another set of winter clothes in the locker, after hearing the words, he shook his head and said, "Wait, save some more time. , Wait for the next holiday together."

"Hey, if you want me to say, it's better to go back a few times. How long have you not been back? It's been a year, don't you want your son?" Another team member took a bag of hot peanuts from the heater Come out and share with others.

The middle-aged man was silent when he heard the words, but still shook his head and exhaled:

"They are all grown up, and when they are old, they should be independent if they have any ideas."

"Tip, I don't believe you don't want it~ IndoMTL.com~ The team member saw through you, took out a cigarette and handed it over, sighed, "You still have to stare at adolescence.

I have been stocking, and my temper has been cultivated, what should I do if I don’t go to school?

A few days ago, Lao Ka next door had just finished visiting relatives, and came back from the underground, saying that he was uneasy. "

Lao Ka is the descendant of the immigrants from the northern mainland next door, his full name is Kabul Dan...

"What did he say?" someone asked.

"It is said that the atmosphere in the shelter is not right now, the situation of indulging in virtual games is getting more and more serious, and there are more diseases, what is it called..."

"Internet addiction?"

"No, it's much more serious than that. By the way, it's called ‘Internet Lai’.

In other words, recently, once someone leaves the virtual space, their spirits are extremely weak...headaches, fatigue, fatigue, etc., but once reconnected, it will be fine...

I can't find out when I go to the hospital.

Not just games, some virtual office workers have similar symptoms...it was few at the beginning, but more and more recently.

I heard that it may be due to periodic fluctuations in the magic of the neural network, and I am not sure whether it is true or false. The businessmen cannot say that there is a problem with the technology anyway...

But let me think about it, it's better to be vigilant..."

As the man said, his expression was also a little worried.

The ground forces guard the surface all the year round, and communication with the underground is also very inconvenient. There are limited ways to understand information. They often rely on the comrades in the camp to visit relatives underground to know the news in the shelter.

Immediately, everyone talked.

The middle-aged man who had just changed his clothes changed his face and opened the door after a while and walked out.

"Captain, why are you going?"

"Let me ask Lao Ka." The middle-aged man said.

He was a little worried.

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