Many people are waiting for traffic lights, and Zhang Sheng is uneasy. He comes from the end of the world like a soldier retreating from the battlefield, with post-traumatic stress disorder.

The translucent mirror in the left eye is still reflecting the bizarre old world.

A green message pops up—

Do you challenge the current goal? This goal is relatively ordinary, and failure to challenge will cost a little.

Zhang Sheng also saw a very thin man in his left eye, holding a blade in his hand and was slashing his bag. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the thief's wrist.

"Yes!" Zhang Sheng shouted.

"Let go!" The thin thief looked fierce and wanted to intimidate Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng's fingers were like iron pliers, slowly increasing the force. The thief felt half of his body numb and squatted down, and the blade in his hand also fell to the ground. Zhang Sheng shook his hand and pushed the thief down. The green light in front lit up, and he followed the crowd across the road. He walked very quickly, with his fingers, wrists and arm muscles sore.

This body is a little weak and cannot bear the fighting force.

Challenging the target Wang Dali succeeded. After you completed two plunders, you can choose one of the following three gains-

1: Lifespan of one hour.

2: Running ability 1.

Three: Finger flexibility 5.

If you successfully challenge the goal, you will gain a random gain -

Lock unlocking technique: The secret skill of the thief King Dali, you can quickly open various mechanical locks with simple tools. Wang Dali will always lose 15.5% of the ability of this skill.

Zhang Sheng stopped and looked at the prompt text that appeared in front of him.

It is definitely not fake, because many techniques for unlocking come out in his mind, none of which is with keys. What he gets!

Zhang Sheng's eyes moved upwards, falling on the one-hour option. He didn't know what to do, and he was just thinking about choosing. As soon as his thoughts appeared, the three options texts collapsed, and a new prompt popped up-

You plundered an hour's lifespan, because of your plunder, Wang Dali permanently lost ten hours and forty-five minutes of lifespan.

Zhang Sheng stood in place and checked the information on yesterday's mirror. The number of plunders on that day became 0/1. However, when someone passed by, plunders still kept popping up in front of his left eye, and occasionally there were challenge prompts. However, on the prompt message, whether both words are gray and there is no choice, so they can only let these words float out in front of him.

Zhang Sheng was so upset that he decided to go home first. He followed the road as he remembered. After walking about half an hour, he saw the community where he lived.

Red brick concierge, European-style large iron door.

After looking at the security guard in uniform, Zhang Sheng walked in uneasy, and no one stopped him. The memory in his mind was clear. He lived in Room 301, Unit 3, Building 14. Zhang Sheng accelerated his pace and felt that it was about to arrive. The light and shadow above his head darkened. He ran forward two steps in a daze, and then he heard a whimper, a flower plate fell down and fell heavily behind him, with soil and tiles splashing around.

Zhang Sheng turned around and looked at the split flower pot with lingering fear, and red words popped up in front of him-

Your current world integration is too low, please strengthen the integration as soon as possible.

What the hell? World fusion degree?

Zhang Sheng stepped back and leaned against the wall. He saw an aunt trotting over in the distance and shouting to the upstairs: "Who is so immoral! She almost hit someone!"

Zhang Sheng looked at the broken flower pot and gritted his teeth. The old world was not that safe.

Found Building 14, went up to the third floor, and flipped out the door key in the bag. Inserted the key into the key hole, twisted it for a while and couldn't twist it. Zhang Sheng thought for a while, twisted it in the opposite direction, and the lock opened.

Turning around and bringing the door, Zhang Sheng stood at the door to look at his home in this world.

The house facing north and south is opposite to the glass window, and the dining table is placed against the wall below, and the table is an empty glass vase. On the left is a TV cabinet, and on the opposite is a sofa, with a coffee table between the sofa and the TV cabinet. The balcony door is open on the east wall behind the sofa. The balcony is very large, and it turns around and wraps the glass window facing the door.

There are two doors on the right, one leading to the bedroom and the other being the kitchen.

The wall is more than one meter away from the door frame. Zhang Sheng closed the inner door and turned around and saw a space that was recessed backward on the right side of the door, which was about two meters away. Against the wall, there was a high and low cabinet, and the low cabinet could be used as a stool. Zhang Sheng sat on it, thought about it, and took slippers in the shoe cabinet next to him and changed it.

After changing my shoes, I stood up and looked into the kitchen. On the left side of the kitchen were the cabinet, stove, and the sink was the frosted glass wall on the right side. When I opened the glass sliding door, there was the bathroom inside.

Such a big house, the rent is only 1,200.

Zhang Sheng had no idea about 1,200, and he didn't know the purchasing power of the old world's currency. Anyway, his body felt cheap. After he became a regular in the magazine, his basic salary was more than 4,000, so he didn't have to worry about not being able to afford to rent it.

My heart suddenly relaxed, and I stood at the door and watched for a while, and the degree of integration of the world was constantly increasing.

In other words, retrieving the memory itself can increase the degree of world integration!

After entering the bedroom, the morning sun shone in from the window and spread on the light-colored bed sheets. There is a combined bookcase desk against the wall on the left, and a computer is placed on the table. The wardrobe faces the end of the bed, and there is a suitcase stacked on it.

It feels wonderful to have home. In the end of the wasteland, he belonged to the company, had a collective dormitory, and had no girlfriend.

He took off his bag, threw it on the computer desk, opened the wardrobe, found clean clothes and underwear on the bed, and then took off all of himself and turned to the bathroom.

He told Xiao Qiao that he would take a shower and change his clothes after he got home.

It felt so good. He smiled and found shampoo, shower gel, bath towel one by one, opened the spray head, let the warm water rinse down from the top of his head, with a clean smell.

Living is not a difficult thing.

only……

Zhang Sheng thought that it was August 2002, and the historical information collected by the company showed that the doomsday probably started in the winter of 2012.

No matter what, he still has at least ten years of happiness, at this time of best health.

Zhang Sheng washed himself, took a cup of toothpaste, and went to the sink to prepare to brush his teeth. He vomited last night, maybe it was a concussion, or maybe it was just the information from yesterday's mirror that made him dizzy.

Looking up at himself in the mirror, Zhang Sheng's smile disappeared, and a line of blood-red words appeared in his left eye—

Do you challenge the current goal? This goal is extremely dangerous, and failure to challenge will cost you a heavy price.

Zhang Sheng's blood was cold. He was pale and looked ferocious. Is it an illusion? Zhang Sheng felt that the muscles on his cheeks were trembling. He raised his left hand and the people in the mirror also raised his hand. The action was like a marionette. Zhang Sheng bent his fingers one by one, and he also did the same movement in the mirror, which felt half a beat slower.

It must be the sequelae of concussion!

Zhang Sheng escaped back to the bedroom, took the clothes on the bed and put them on, but his heartbeat was getting faster and faster and he couldn't calm down.

No, I have to verify it myself. He remembered that there was a digital camera in the drawer with video recording function. The drawer of the computer desk was locked, and Zhang Sheng was confused and couldn't remember where the key was left.

After turning around for a while, he found a paper pin. Zhang Sheng straightened the paper pin, bent it over and stabbed it into the keyhole.

Wang Dali must be a good thief. In more than ten seconds, Zhang Sheng poked the lock of the drawer and took out the digital camera.

You have used lock-opening techniques, and your lock-opening skills are fixed and will not be forgotten.

Zhang Sheng was not in the mood to pay attention to the news. He opened the camera bag, took out the camera and short bracket and installed it, and turned it out of the recording mode. The camera memory card was very small and could only record short videos. After almost the research, he took the camera into the bathroom and tried to calm himself down. He put the camera on the sink and turned on the recording. After turning on the video, he waved his arms and made some exaggerated movements.

After about three minutes of recording, Zhang Sheng brought the camera back to the bedroom.

After taking the data cable, the video was imported into the computer. Zhang Sheng put the video speed at 0.5 times and stared at the screen. This time he saw clearly that he was in the mirror and his movements were really slower than in reality. It was like a silk thread pulling, or it was like someone pressing the image in the mirror and forcibly letting the image follow him.

The stiff action is like a horror movie scene.

Zhang Sheng's heartbeat was so fierce that in the end of the wasteland, he had heard many strange legends, and had seen spiritual bodies, fallen men and mutant demons with his own eyes, but this kind of thing in front of him was unheard of.

The phone ringing suddenly rang, and Zhang Sheng almost fell down with the person and the chair. He grabbed the phone and answered.

"Zhang Sheng, I'll go to your place tonight and have supper together." It was Xiao Qiao's voice.

Zhang Sheng was silent. Xiao Qiao was coming? There was a monster hidden in the mirror in his bathroom. When he thought that Xiao Qiao was in danger, he couldn't tell the pain in his heart. That was the instinctive reaction of his body, the body he had snatched.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Xiao Qiao asked worriedly.

"It's nothing, I'll wait for you." Zhang Sheng hung up the phone, turned his eyes to the challenge news, and entered the secondary interface. He had to understand what the challenge principle was. He had to kill the monster in the mirror, and he could not let Xiao Qiao be hurt.

The degree of integration of the world has quietly grown.

The news in the mirror was messy. Zhang Sheng looked at it for a long time before he concluded a little rule.

If you have a hostile target to him, the mirror will pop up the challenge information, while if you are not hostile to him, he can only force plunder. Even if you succeed, he can only gain one harvest.

If the challenge is successful, he will have two plundering gains. If he kills the target, it will be three plundering gains.

The most common one is random harvest. If you forcefully plunder it, you can get it. Then choose the harvest. You can choose one of the three results. Just like he defeated Wang Dali, you can choose lifespan, running ability, or finger flexibility.

If you kill the target, you can also get the third harvest. Yesterday's Mirror will plunder better attributes or items, or even skills from the target.

The red target is extremely dangerous, the yellow target is relatively dangerous, the green target is relatively ordinary, and the white target is quite weak.
Chapter completed!