Please ask the dream.

Chapter 211 What a long journey!
In the deep forest, the sky has completely darkened, but deep in the forest, there is a light shining.

The roaring locomotive had changed its appearance at this time, and the original two wheels had turned into four horseshoes.

Driving the motorcycle that was running like a horse, Feng Xue held an iron ball in his hand. His mental state was obviously not very good at this time, but when he saw the sickle ghost appearing again, he suddenly pulled the handle as hard as if pulling the reins. As the motorcycle drew a track on the uneven ground in a very unnatural way, Feng Xue twisted his body, allowing the body parts that conformed to the golden ratio to be transmitted one by one -

"Then let's do it again. Take that! A perfect golden spin!"

The iron ball seemed to be injected with powerful force and flew out in a spin. Light bands that seemed to be composed of rectangles and arcs were dragged out along with the rotation of the iron ball.

puff!
The moment the sickle ghost shadow came into contact with the iron ball, it was like a melting candle, suddenly extinguished, and the human head balloon that was following Feng Xue and constantly talking trash also exploded.

"Success!"

Feng Xue was filled with ecstasy, without any distracting thoughts, without any...

"Hahahaha, it's useless, useless, useless, useless..."

A human head balloon suddenly appeared and then exploded again, but after it happened more than ten times, the ghost holding a sickle appeared beside Feng Xue again.

"boom!"

Feng Xue smashed the ghost into pieces with one punch, and a look of helplessness appeared on his face. The alarm of the tactical watch on his wrist rang again, but Feng Xue just turned it off.

It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and there was only an hour left before all the collections were refreshed. The enemies that could be easily defeated now would become Feng Xue's nightmare that he could not escape in an hour.

With the threat of the sickle ghost, he couldn't enter the golden finger, nor could he obtain new collections. Without the attack speed bonus of the Manna Originium skill and the building blocks, it was hard for him to say that he could defeat the ghost structure so easily.

Maybe one day is okay, three days is okay, but what about longer?
"What exactly is wrong? My brain is not enough to think of 'infinity'? No, that's not right. I wasn't thinking about infinity at all. I was thinking about being able to destroy this structure. The two are not equal! Is it that my iron ball is different from the Zeppeli family? But Johnny can even spin his fingernails, so why can't he do the perfect spherical shape?"

Feng Xue was frantically thinking about all the details. He knew that it was his nitpicking that caused his architecture to fail, but every time it failed, he couldn't help but think about the reasons.

"No, it shouldn't be like this! I can do it. I must do it. I will definitely do it. The Golden Spin will definitely be able to defeat this damned ghost!"

Feng Xue kept repeating this, even though he failed once every five minutes on average and had failed for most of the day, he still firmly believed in this idea.

He firmly believed that as long as he achieved it, he would be able to break it. Since he had not broken it, it meant that he had not done his best.

It's not that he's crazy, but because he knows very well that if he can't believe it, the result will only be worse, so he has no choice but to believe it, he can only believe it!

Believe it, just believe it, then show respect and move on to a new stage of rotation!
Feng Xue's mind kept recalling the relevant plots. Within the first half hour, he had completely mastered the effect of the iron ball, which was exactly the same as in the original work.

Whether it was the initial armor-piercing attack, or the derived hardened skin, accelerated healing, or even further, the omnipotence similar to ripple qigong, although there was a part of the element of architecture among them, but under his firm cognition, all of this has become the power he possesses.

But just after he reproduced the golden curve, problems arose.

He was indeed able to increase the power of the rotation by using the golden curve, such as the length and width of the palm, the palm and forearm, and the upper and lower body. By using the rotation brought about by the rotation of the body, he actually achieved the effect he wanted - the kind of power that still exists even after the enemy is defeated.

But this power can only be revived three or four times with the human head balloon, and then it will disappear completely, which makes Feng Xue fall into various dead ends. For example, his body proportions are not "golden", the golden gyroscope he found is not enough, and he is sitting on a motorcycle instead of a horse.

But no matter how many times he improved it, it would only increase the number of times the spin could be "resurrected", but it would eventually be worn out.

"No, no, the idea of ​​increasing the number of times is completely wrong. When I started to increase the number of times, I had already defined it as finite. I can't think like this. Everything is invalid!"

Seeing that the time was getting closer and closer to midnight, Feng Xue's increasingly hysterical spirit under the destruction of the human head balloon was also on the verge of limit. What made him even more desperate was that he finally realized that his practice of constantly trying to increase the number of turns instead defined the turns as finite. His mentality completely collapsed!
"I can't do it! I can't absolutely believe that I can destroy this thing! I can't explode like the protagonist of an anime when I'm on the verge of death! In my previous life, I was just a failed writer. I can't do something that only a protagonist can do!!!"

The hysterical roar echoed in the night sky, and the mockery of the human head balloon behind Feng Xue became more and more arrogant.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was already past twelve o'clock. It was 00:27 when he completed the exploration last night. In other words, within half an hour, he would lose his powerful strength. In this mountain forest with sparse G·I particles, it was completely unrealistic to rely solely on the structure to fight against the ghost.

Despair spread in his heart, and even the madly running splicing suddenly collapsed. Feng Xue's body rolled on the ground, but the intense pain made him want to roll to death.

Because there was nothing he could do.

Perhaps it was fate's favor, or perhaps it was the inevitability of high-speed rotation. After dozens of collisions with the ground, the tactical watch on Feng Xue's wrist finally pressed the switch. At this moment, everything slowed down.

However, the slowing down of time did not bring Feng Xue any comfort, because he couldn't do it, he just couldn't do it. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't reach the level he expected.

“Lesson 4: Show respect, show respect, and then move on to another new stage of the rotation.”

Suddenly, the lines that Feng Xue had repeated countless times that day reappeared in his mind, but this time, he had a completely different feeling.

He seemed to understand why Jello had to make Johnny shout "I can't do it" four times.

"When did it start? When I said that Qingyun had no right to award me a medal? When I drew the power of Maenna? When I got the wrath of Kao Ge? When I successfully escaped from prison? Or... when I traveled through time?"

Feng Xue's mind, which had already accelerated to the extreme, started spinning frantically again. At this moment, time seemed to have stopped for him.

"Really? Because I traveled through time and have the golden finger, I subconsciously think of myself as the protagonist? Because I am the protagonist, I will not die. Because I am the protagonist, I can do anything. Because I am the protagonist, everything must be planned..."

The pain caused by the rolling stimulated Feng Xue's body, and at this moment, the ghost holding a sickle appeared at this time.

The ghost shadow that moved completely in accordance with Feng Xue's thoughts was not affected by the acceleration of sensory time. It swung the sickle at him who was rolling. As the blade got closer, Feng Xue's originally ferocious expression became a little calmer.

"Is it because you think you can do it that you can't fully trust Huilun? Is it because you have never experienced despair that you can't pay homage to fantasy with all your heart?"

Feng Xue felt the pain all over his body as he rolled "slowly", but he suddenly smiled.

"Really, we've gone in a big circle!"

(End of this chapter)