Faced with Shi Dapeng's request, Fang Yuhao was stunned.

For the idealistic world he discovered, he could indeed follow the large army to enter the expedition. He knew that there was such an agreement in the original agreement.

"Maybe in the deep sense, it's not that simple..."

Seeing Shi Dapeng, who was hunched his neck, like a fat-headed fish, Fang Yuhao wondered: "Can you still get a quota? Are you not afraid of death? Maybe there is something strange inside, even if you say it yourself, it will kill people!"

"I'm afraid, of course!" Shi Dapeng's body shook: "But I'm the president of Wutong Club... Although this non-governmental organization has declined, I have to go in and see it!"

Fang Yuhao was surprised: "You are the president?!"

"You don't even know what happened? Are you the president?"

Shi Dapeng's face turned red, as if it touched his pain point, and his hands waved in the air: "No one anymore, brother, except for me, a new young man, the rest are all old men... If I don't, who will do it?"

It turns out he was a bare commander...

"And, do you know what profession I am? I am an archaeologist...an archaeologist!"

"Don't you know what novel things mean to an archaeologist? They mean... something more important than life!" When talking about this, Shi Dapeng was so excited.

"My family is an ancestral archaeological process, and has various considerations about various legends, customs and customs..."

Then there are all kinds of difficult words, such as "the ideal world is a collection of imagination", "studying various supernatural beings is a dream", "excavator", "starting the immortal cultivation mode", etc., the inside and outside of the house are full of joyful air.

He even took out a wooden dagger from his arms, which looked ancient.

"Look, I know all kinds of handicrafts, wood carvings, weaving, artwork, etc., which will definitely help..."

Fang Yuhao took the wooden dagger and pinched it casually. The system in his mind did not show any information, nor did he find any strangeness. He put the dagger under his nose and smelled it, and smelled a faint smell of pine resin.

"You are not the ten thousand-year-old peach wood sword that has been struck by lightning, right? Can you be a flying sword?"

After Shi Dapeng said this, he calmed down a little: "Ahem, is it just an ordinary wooden sword..."

Fang Yuhao looked at Shi Dapeng with a puzzled look. Perhaps because he had been a psychologist for a long time, he always felt that there was something wrong with the other person's mind when he looked at others.

"I don't care if I can take you in. You should look at Dr. Jin. If you have the ability, will he not use you? I don't believe he will be so stupid."

Shi Dapeng said awkwardly: "No, my personal willpower is too poor. I only have D-level, and it is only at the level of an ordinary person. He doesn't let me in. Really, I didn't lie to you. Brother Fang, please take me in! Multiple people can also be brave..."

Fang Yuhao was silent for a while.

It doesn’t matter whether he brings people in or not. Anyway, they are all people in the institute, so he doesn’t have to worry about whether there is any problem.

He just felt that his heart was beating wildly for death.

"It seems... that you can really be brave enough to enter with the big army."

What is inside that wonderful world filled with red fog?

What exactly is an invisible monster like?

This curiosity, as dangerous and gorgeous as poppies, is constantly attracting him.

"Dr. Jin and the others are not stupid. They almost never died in a small expedition mission after restarting the research. Especially Battalion Commander Zhao, who was a real A-level fierce man..." Shi Dapeng instigated him again.

Fang Yuhaochen did not answer, and his fingers rhythmically knocked on the table, falling into deep thought.

Originally, he wanted to use the system to make himself more awesome before exploring, but now he seems to be a little too late.

Is it just for enjoyment when people live?

have no idea.

Everything we do now is to obtain more fragments of faith, make some money, and let yourself and your parents live a good life.

However, things like fragments of faith will never be enough to make.

What is the purpose of living?

Suddenly, Fang Yuhao remembered his previous answer.

"Explore, discover, create, seek knowledge!"

That joking answer seemed to be slowly becoming a reality.

The charming unknown, the curious unknown, is more charming to him than any glamorous girl.

When he first came into contact with the supernatural, he was extremely scared, but later he missed him a little and wanted to learn more.

When you tremble and walk towards an uncultivated virgin land, that feeling... how thrilling and beautiful it is... Even if you give it, it may be a risk of life.

Fang Yuhao was suddenly shocked.

"I have changed my mindset because of the original answer?"

"I'm changed by the system? I'm no longer the same as me?"

When this idea came up, a throbbing from the depths of his soul rushed to Fang Yuhao's mind, causing him to sweat coldly and his whole body to tremble involuntarily.

What life fears the most is the disappearance of the "self", which is a philosophical rule engraved in the genes. Fang Yuhao felt chilled when he thought of something that was changing the "self" thinking.

"Hey, buddy, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Yuhao instantly came to his senses when he was slapped on his shoulder.

"Ah! It's nothing, I'm thinking a little bit."

Shi Dapeng said with a red face: "Oh, and, the identity information about the criminal has been investigated almost all, but his life is in danger and may not last for a few days. If he dies, the entrance to the idealistic world will likely disappear."

"If you are interested, you can go to the institute this weekend."

"The exploration of that small idealistic world will begin soon. It is likely to be just a small world with incomplete rules. After passing this village, there will be no store!"

Fang Yuhao was still very interested in the prisoner who almost killed him: "Okay, I will go there this weekend and I will talk about it later."

"Then let's do it first, you think about it." Seeing Fang Yuhao a little moved, Shi Dapeng left humming a small song.

Fang Yuhao vaguely felt that Shi Dapeng's purpose in entering the ideal world was not simply because of curiosity, but perhaps there were other things.

"What if he doesn't matter... everyone has their own little secret, doesn't they?"

He began to think about another philosophical question, a question that was particularly important to him: am I still the same as me?
Chapter completed!