The Original Seeker Chapter 762: The time he was absent

There are hundreds of such companies that provide people with virtual reality experiences in the Federation. Every day, thousands of people will pay to experience the power of monks in it.

Whether it is an ordinary person who is simply curious about the world of monks, or a cultivator who wants a glimpse of the upper realm, they are very keen to do this kind of thing.

Spend some money and be cool.

Unfortunately, due to technical limitations, the higher the level of the situation, the more difficult it is for the computer to simulate it. At the level of real immortality, the distortion is actually very serious.

However, those who spend money are unlikely to see the real immortals themselves. Information related to the immortal ranks is basically a secret thing in the Federation, so it is not difficult to fool the gangsters.

The destructive power is higher and the setting is finished.

……

"Come, have a good meal."

On the transfer spacecraft, more than a dozen prisoners who are about to be sent to the execution ground star are watching what might be the last meal of their lives in their bowl.

The dishes are pretty good. The food is at least one hundred federal dollars per meal, but everyone seems to be chewing wax.

Some people are calm and composed, silently picking up rice like a machine, while others are crying and regretful, have no appetite, and have their hearts closed, with their eyes closed and waiting to die.

"Sister Mila, I said that giving them such a good decapitation meal is useless. It is a waste. No one will take it seriously."

"It is the last respect for these chess pieces that are about to be sacrificed." Milla, who looked at the prisoners in the main control room camera, said to the air without looking back.

But there was no one in the main control room, it looked like she was talking to herself.

"Run as soon as the mission is completed. The smell of the wind tells me that today is the Day of Blood, and there will be at least six figures of casualties..."

"What about us?"

"Have you forgotten, the occupier can't control himself. The wind hexagrams of our wind elves are invalid for the divination himself."

A female figure with almost transparent whole body began to slowly emerge from the air between words.

The uneven lines seem to be drawn out by the artist stroke by stroke.

Artificial life, the wind wizard Sierra.

In addition to the elves designed by the Blue Witch King, or using their full name wood elves, humans also created many more peculiar lives by referring to the sun protoss captured from the sun.

Like the wind elves, they are transformed from some highly disabled people who choose to voluntarily give up their bodies and participate in human experiments.

There are indeed very sophisticated medical technologies in the Federation. Even people who have just died have a certain probability of resurrection, but the prices are generally too high to accept.

"Is it okay to account for me?"

"No, the cause and effect of the two of us are too close. We both prosper, and we lose everything."

"..."

"Listen to me anyway, run as fast as possible. Is there a random teleportation symbol?"

"Don't think about it, the execution star-led ship is specially modified. Space spells, abilities, and items cannot be used, and there are only two entrances and exits in total."

"It's really big." Serra said, she really zoomed in on the outline of her head, and it looked like her head suddenly became several times bigger.

……

In the Star of Execution Ground.

"Report to the marshal, all deployments have been completed."

"Good."

Originally, the middle-aged man looking up at the starry sky with back hands like a stone, when he saw the frontline commander reporting the work progress in the projection communicator, his tight face was rarely loosened slightly.

"This battle is dangerous and dangerous, so this thing will be handed over to you for safekeeping." The middle-aged man took out a blue gelatinous thing in his hand and placed it in front of the military projection communicator. The matter then passed through the screen and came directly in front of the commander who was on the front line.

"Marshal Xie!" After recognizing the origin of the blue substance, the young commander excitedly thanked the marshal behind the screen.

"Even'Xuanyuan Chongshui' was handed over to him. It seems that you really value this son." After the projector communicator was turned off, a man in a black cloak quietly came to the Federal Army Marshal. By your side.

"Guanyu's performance is really good, and in such a battle, if there is no Xuanyuan Zhongshui, even he would be at risk of sacrifice."

"If you don't bring him to the battlefield, you won't be over. I wasted so many treasures just to refine such a one-time consumable."

"Everyone knows that this is the beginning of a new era. Don't tell me that you have no younger generation to the execution star."

"In the new era, the lack of luck left by him, I don't know how many points we can get."

As more and more people in the Federation are involved in the way of ghosts and immortals, through the unique vision of ghosts and immortals, they found that as the fleet gets farther and farther from the solar system, a huge vortex of air Appeared without warning.

After calculations by some professionals, they believe that it is the unintentional luck left behind after Baimo's influence gradually dissipated.

He really gave up the influence on the Federation, or that the Federation really walked out of his shadow.

In the eyes of mortals and even low- and middle-level monks, air luck is something illusory, but for true immortals, especially true immortals who also practice ghosts, air luck can be truly felt, and there are ways. Take advantage of.

Especially Bai Mo himself, who was still communicating with the Federation True Immortals, said a lot of ways to use Qi Luck, including one of the most core functions-slashing.

Whether it is the rank 5 Hedao Tribulation or the Reincarnation Tribulation of Dengxian, there are certain effects.

This is an extremely shocking news.

For decades, the word celestial calamity has been lingering in the heart of every monk, even if he becomes a celestial being, he has to face the endless calamity of reincarnation.

Now this huge group of luck, along with the Federal Fleet's distance from the sun, has become equivalent to Bai Mo giving up its sovereignty over it, and it has naturally become the sweet pastry in the eyes of all true immortals.

Of course, coveting luck is true, and it is true that the contradiction can no longer be suppressed. The decisive battle between the two sides began by chance.

……

"The era when you were away." In the cafe, Yun Jie said with emotion to Bai Mo.

"Sinotrans, in the final analysis, is an abstract manifestation of its influence on the world. Now that I have decided to let it go~IndoMTL.com~, I will leave it to you."

"Don't you need luck to weaken the reincarnation robbery?"

"You cannot cut your own luck with your own luck."

"It seems that I am going to concurrently study the Ghost Immortal Dao." Yun Jie thought for a while and said.

True immortals like him who have not cultivated into ghosts and immortals can only rely on a strong enough spiritual sense to barely feel the vague existence of things of luck. They also need to cooperate with people who specialize in ghosts and immortals in order to get these The lord’s luck is melted into something that is slashed.

Moreover, spiritual consciousness can only detect the aura of a strong enough person, like the point on the head of a mortal, it is directly ignored.

"Heaven, earth, people, gods, ghosts and five immortals, if you can, try them all."

Yun Jie smiled, did not speak any more, but apparently already had some thoughts.

PS: I almost forgot that there is still this book waiting for me to update. . .

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