After hearing Shang Jianyao's answer, Jiang Baimian asked with concern:

"Really just playing games?"

Shang Jianyao answered honestly:

"I think they won't agree even if I get through."

Now the reckless one.

Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief:

"Then let's show some of the favorite games of the game console, projector and Xiao Chong, and play it next to the gap for a while.

"Remember, you must never do anything else."

Shang Jianyao Democratic Consultation held a meeting in his mind for a few minutes and made a solemn promise:

"no problem."

Then, he whispered:

"The games that are shown are of no interest, they are all played, it's like watching replays."

In this regard, the human brain is indeed not as good as a computer, and it is impossible to calculate the development of a complex game in real time...

Long Yuehong was afraid that this guy would make any trouble, and that Shang Jianyao would not get the reward he wanted after taking the ordinary path, so he could only comfort himself without knowing what he wanted to express:

"It's okay, Xiao Chong can play a game many times."

"Well, and I'm more open-minded than him and have mastered a lot of novel ways of playing. I should attract his attention..." Shang Jianyao gradually became proud.

Then he sat in the back of the jeep, leaned against the back of the chair, pinched his temples, and went to sleep.

In the "Sea of ​​Origin", Shang Jianyao couldn't wait to use himself as his wings and flew to the gap in the air that represents Xiao Chong.

Immediately afterwards, he showed his portable computer and connected it to a projector.

The reckless Shang Jianyao and the honest Shang Jianyao moved to Zen Master Pudu and became his wings to help him float in the air.

Shang Jianyao, who loves to play, make a fuss, sing, dance and games, used Zen Master Pudu as the cushion, looked at the projected picture and started playing the game.

This is his favorite role-playing game recently. He chose "hunter", which is characterized by swearing and manipulating flames.

While playing, Shang Jianyao became addicted to it.

Suddenly, he vaguely felt a glimmer of light flashing in the gap next to him.

"Xiao Chong! Xiao Chong! Is it you?" Shang Jianyao, who valued feelings, quickly twisted his head and shouted into the gap.

There was dead silence, no one answered, no abnormalities.

Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin for a while, withdrew his gaze and started playing the game again.

From the corner of his eyes, he kept staring at the solidified deep gap, but he never saw any movement again.

"Is it just an illusion?" The reckless Shang Jianyao, who acted as the wings, couldn't help but speak.

On the other side, the honest Shang Jianyao followed:

"This will happen after playing games for a long time."

After fierce discussion, Shang Jianyao and others waited for a while, but still did not wait for any changes.

Considering the consumption of spirit, they no longer insisted and withdrew from the "Sea of ​​Origin".

…………

In the "Soul Corridor", Luo Dun, who failed to explore "131" last time, returned to the door of this room.

During this period, he carefully considered his previous experience several times and found many problems.

The most prominent one is that, normally, after the awakened person enters a certain psychological shadow, it is equivalent to playing the identity of the owner of the room. He relied on his original fear, that is, the awakened person who explores the room is unlikely to encounter the prototype of the owner of the room in the corresponding psychological shadow. However, within "131", the doctors, nurses, stretchers, bandages, injections, and walls all seem to originate from the owner of the room.

This is inconsistent with the experience of Luodun and the awakened people he knew of the "spiritual corridor" that he knew.

After thinking and asking for advice, Luo Dun had a rough guess:

Excluding the exception of the room being a schizophrenia, which corresponds to the bizarre psychological shadows and does not conform to the conventional situation. Then there is only the possibility of mental illness such as schizophrenia or paranoia of the owner of the room.

For ordinary awakened people, the subconscious is stable and predictable, so the corresponding psychological shadow is the same. However, awakened people with mental illness such as personality division and paranoia are also divided, full of unknown changes, just like the microscopic world, not so sure.

Therefore, after entering such a room, it is likely that you will only play one of the personalities, and you will have to face challenges from other personalities, or the enemy "I" that you imagined.

"This kind of psychological shadow will indeed be even more troublesome." Luodun looked at the vermilion gate of "131" and said silently, "If it is really a split personality, other personalities may bring other memories, other fears, and even some dreams, forming a mixed psychological shadow. If you want to break through, you must be prepared to deal with complex situations."

For Rodon, the difficulty of such psychological shadows is not danger, but confusion. If you cannot solve it with mature solutions, it may take a lot of time to spend on it.

Of course, it’s not dangerous but relatively speaking. Luodun knew very well that if he was not careful enough and something went wrong, he would most likely be infected with the corresponding mental illness.

Mental illness is not that easy to treat!

After weighing the trade-offs, Rotton decided to try it a few times.

Since he has not even really penetrated the first psychological shadow in the "131" room, he cannot confirm whether there is a sense of familiarity here originating from the "New World" gate, so he cannot give up easily.

Luodun, who has dark nasolabial folds and a slightly black lips, twisted the brass handle and opened the "131" door.

After quickly passing the scheduled plan, he took two steps forward.

He once again came to the white-painted corridor belonging to the hospital.

The doors on both sides are closed, and the end is dark and dark.

Rodon quickly showed a pocket watch, causing it to shake in front of his eyes.

——Before entering the "spiritual corridor", he asked another elder in the Sui Mi City to "hypnotize" himself, making him believe that he had abandoned his body and became an existence similar to a mechanical monk.

And the opening signal of this "hypnosis" is the monotonous swing of the pocket watch.

Soon, Rodon's face exuded a metallic luster, and his body quickly reorganized and turned into an iron-black robot.

He put away his pocket watch, looked down at his body, and made a synthesized voice:

"I am an immortal. I am not afraid of physiological diseases, and mental diseases will not be directly contagious.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Rodon took a step forward and walked towards the end of the hospital corridor.

The rooms on both sides opened in unison, and figures covered with white bed sheets rushed out.

They fell one after another, and Rodon didn't feel sick at all.

Not long after, the doctors, nurses, stretchers, and syringes emerged from the end of the corridor, and eyebrows and eyes grew on the walls on both sides.

Luo Dun remained motionless and was not afraid at all.

He is now an immortal person who cannot be inserted into the needle, the medicine cannot work, and the doctor cannot beat it.

In this way, he broke through this scene with a crushing attitude.

His arms, his calves, were hanging or dragging several doctors and nurses, but this did not affect his progress at all.

These doctors and nurses, even though their hearts stopped beating, did not release their hands.

Finally, Roton arrived at the end of the hospital corridor.

There is a door here, a white door.

Luo Dun thought for a while and observed the surroundings. Relying on his immortality, he poked out the metal right palm, held the handle, and twisted it gently.

The white door slowly opened back, revealing a gap.

There was a darkness in the gap, and there was a figure of a female looking out in the darkness.

With a bang, Rodon's spirit was shrouded in great fear.

This came for no reason, it seemed to come from instinct.

"It's over..." Luo Dun fainted when he had only had such an idea flashed through.

He didn't even have the idea of ​​hoping that other elders in Sui Micheng would come to this room to save him.

Unconsciousness or death in the psychological shadow of others often means being completely trapped and reality becomes a vegetable.

I don't know how long it took, but Luo Dun suddenly regained his thoughts and slowly opened his eyes.

He saw the shadowless lamp, a doctor and several nurses.

They all wore light blue masks, looked down at Luo Dun, and said in a lingering manner:

"You're awake."

“The surgery was successful.”

"You are now healed and can go home."

Healed... Going home... Luodun was confused at first, then sat up suddenly and looked at himself.

He is still an immortal, and he is still a pair of steel and iron bones.

But unlike before he fell into a coma, his painting was changed to rainbow color and a small speaker was inlaid on his chest.

"Can I leave?" After a moment of silence, Roton tentatively asked the doctor and nurse.
To be continued...