MTL - Different Dimension Game-Chapter 139 What is a real **** descending to earth!

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Wang Hao browsed the mall with great interest.

In addition to the regular super powers, bloodlines, talents, and strange things lottery, there are also various practical props.

As for the price...that's outrageous!

For example, a hand-cranked flashlight will cost 50 points.

50 dollars!

【Hand-crank torch: As long as you keep pressing the handle, the torch will emit light continuously. Please note that in order to avoid space-time interference, this item cannot be brought into environments with lower technology levels. Price: 50 points. 】

Two flashlights are worth a life!

This is also the main reason why Wang Hao was reluctant to visit shopping malls in the past.

[High-energy compressed biscuits*20: Compressed biscuits rich in protein, starch and protein, each 200 grams, can provide energy consumption for a day and provide a small amount of mental recovery. Price: 100 points. 】

These props can be brought into certain game scenes to reduce the difficulty to a certain extent.

Once the character hangs up, it cannot be recycled, which is equivalent to consumables.

This time, Wang Hao wants to buy a tweeter and a tape recorder in the mall.

The result was that it was not found!

"Forget it, forget it, in previous mission scenarios, this thing has never appeared, so naturally I have to buy it."

"We can only ask for the resources of the expedition team..."

I clicked on the webpage again and searched for speaker manufacturing tutorials.

This difficulty...

emm, how to say...

If it is difficult, it will not be difficult, but it is not difficult for those who know it. It is very troublesome to calculate the corresponding equations of current and resistance. This hanging game will not be really hardcore, let the players make speakers.

Wang Hao shook his head and gave up these nonsense.

Looking at the products in the mall again, I browsed for a long time and found a good thing.

[Extraordinarily strong letter paper*10, made of golden baby silk spinning, it can effectively resist corrosion, high temperature and wear. After purchasing this item, you are allowed to bring the stationery with the information recorded into the major game scenes, and the price is 100 points. 】

[You can write any text on the letter paper, and the total share is 10 copies. 】

Really expensive, 10 letter papers are equivalent to one life...

But some very interesting ideas came to mind.

No matter how he complained, Wang Hao still clicked the [Buy] button.

【The amount of points you currently have: 5400】

[You got an exceptionally strong letter*10]

Immediately afterwards, he took out two pieces of letter paper and wrote some content carefully.

One of them wrote a sentence [My name is Pan Hao, when you see this sentence, I am already dead...]

On the back again, there are some densely written small characters.

Another letter of paper [A Letter to Compatriots in Black Clothes].

"That's it!"

In fact, without these two letters, some things can still be done. Wang Hao just wants to do some fun things.

[You are entering "Xanadu II", the script is loading, please wait...]

Skip the opening film, the nth reincarnation of a 10-year-old boy appears in the small "Nanlu Temple".

Everything is exactly the same as before.

But everything is completely different.

Wang Hao opened his hands: "Today, I'm going to perform, what is a real **** coming down to earth!"

Although there is not a single audience, even the most supportive girl Xiaoyue is still taking the test in the examination room.

But the game progressed here, and he was very happy.

Because he is about to overcome all the hardships and save the world!

Stuff the letter "My name is Pan Hao: I'm dead" into the cracked head of the Buddha statue.

With brisk steps, we headed to the safe house in the thick fog. This old house has a very high safety factor. In the past few nights, there will be no strange attacks. This is the strategy summed up by countless experiences.

In the 2 minutes and 22 seconds after this, the 8 members of the expedition team arrived on time in a speedboat.

"The fog is gone! The fog is gone! Haha, we found a place."

Their tone was frenzied.

Their expressions were cautious and a little repressed.

Even in the long river of time, they will usher in the fate of all death in the early morning of the next day.

But at this moment, they are always full of hope for the future, and they are still not dead.

In the accidental reincarnation...there will be some small changes.

"There is a temple on the bank of the river with the three words 'Ganlu Temple' written on it...the same as what is recorded in the classics!"

Excitedly, they are meeting their fate.

Just like what was recorded in the movie, every frame of action, demeanor, mood, and language has not changed.

"Taoyuan Village really exists in the world, it really exists!"

"The legendary Fountain of Youth is here! God bless, God bless!"

"Just take a rest at the temple in front, don't rush in when it's dark."

"Pan Hao, carefully check the internal environment of this temple. Prepare to make a fire. It will be just one night here tonight."

"Understood."

Pan Hao, the local guide, carefully sensed the surrounding crisis, and stepped into the temple.

After arriving at Taoyuan Village, the icy pressure in all directions made him horrified, as if something was watching him in the dark, causing the goose bumps all over his body to keep bulging out.

If he hadn't given too much, he would never have come to such a ghost place in his life. The tomb robbery in the past was nothing compared to the current expedition.

However, at the moment when he stepped on the threshold of the temple, suddenly, he was stunned.

He felt a mysterious aura called "Fate".

A world has a long river of time in the world.

A civilization has a long history of civilization.

A person also has a personal timeline.

That is called destiny.

However, he seemed to see the scene of death tomorrow morning.

The river of fate is broken!

This feeling was mysterious and mysterious, causing Pan Hao's pulse on his temple to jump, and all of a sudden, cold sweat soaked his back.

"what is this?"

The only thing that can change the fate is the light on the head of the Buddha statue.

Pan Hao blinked, there was no light on the Buddha statue's head at all, he had hallucinations.

"What is this... sixth sense? Something weird is attacking me? Hallucination caused by too much stress? Or..."

Pan Hao was a well-known tomb robber after all. He quickly recovered from that mysterious state and calmed his heart.

He stepped forward cautiously, holding the ancestral dagger tightly in his hand.

He saw that Buddha statue with a cracked head!

There's a piece of withered paper inside!

I want to see what you are!

Biting his head, he lit it with a flashlight, and took a long-distance glance.

The content inside made him stunned!

No, it's not just stunned... but the blood of the whole person is about to boil!

【My name is Pan Hao, I am already dead when you see this sentence... 】

what the hell.

With a dry mouth, he swallowed, feeling a little overwhelmed.

This...is this a letter to me?

Why, there is something in the village that knows my name is Pan Hao?

Shall I take this letter?

Suddenly I heard someone calling from outside: "Pan Hao, is there any danger inside? There is no danger, we will come in!"

"Wait, I'm checking this Buddha statue!" he responded quickly.

Heart beating, adrenaline pumping.

Carefully used the dagger to touch the letter, as if... not feeling any danger?

The roses on his chest showed no signs of dying.

With the fastest speed, he picked up the letter and shoved it into his sleeve with lightning speed.

This trick is called "Flying Dragons and Clouds Hands" and is very famous in the tomb robbery industry.

In the ancient tomb, he found small objects such as jade, and put them into his sleeves with a "swoosh".

Naturally, these crooked people do not know that Pan Hao unknowingly swallowed something good.

"Leader, it's safe inside! It's this cracked Buddha statue. It looks weird. I don't know if there is any problem with it."

Gregory and the others walked into the temple and checked it carefully again, but found nothing.

"It's just an ordinary wooden statue. Let's rest here today."

After a while, flames rose in the temple, and a white priest who looked like a priest added some unknown plants to the furnace, which looked a bit like lavender.

A faint scent of incense emanated from the stove.

This pastor is a religious believer. Before eating, he started to worship with a thick book~www.novelbuddy.com~ Everyone chatted about "horoscopes", "fountain of youth", "wealth", "women" , "Aether Abyss" and other topics.

Finding wealth is the eternal pursuit of explorers. As for women... ahem... that is also an eternal pursuit, which can greatly relieve psychological pressure.

But Pan Hao didn't listen at all.

He was itchy, curious about what was written in the letter... but he didn't find the right time to read the letter.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was pitch black outside, except for the "didi" cry of insects.

Gregory picked up a curtain and covered the gate of the temple. The curtain is painted with beautiful runes, which can resist something.

The voice of talking gradually decreased, and it was time for a break.

Some people took out their pocket watches, thinking of their relatives; others were reading the Bible; and Gregory was sitting on the side, eyes closed, holding a silver cross in his hand.

Vampires in this world are not afraid of crosses or silver elements after all. Even Gregory was a devout Christian who knew he had sinned and in his heart asked the Lord's forgiveness.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting.

Pan Hao also took out a book "Golden Bottle Mei" and pretended to read it. This book is not a special little yellow book. It describes the oppression of women by feudalism to a certain extent... Of course, this matter is placed in the Right now, it doesn't matter.

Clip the strange letter to the book and carefully open it.

On the outward side is a line of text: [My name is Pan Hao, when you see this sentence, I am already dead...]

On the inward side, thousands of tiny characters were written.