Another string reel from Bandoli

The smile stretched to the corners of his mouth, and the side of him that could not be seen and needed to be hidden the most was shouting.

Adventure...real adventure!

It's no longer an accident of your own making.

It's a genuine, carefully designed, and completely unknown adventure!

No more ordinary, mundane life... No more boring, pathetic life... It's the real... the supernatural!

Not those dinosaurs who were playing house and pretending to be good guys! Not those stupid mummies who wouldn't jump up and fight him! Not the president of FW who could come and go freely and did whatever he wanted without any high technology! Not the super rabbits who were now trapped on the moon by him, nor that super weak indigenous god.

It wasn't because of those canned peppers that came to this universe by accident and were tricked back by me, nor was it because of those stone angels that caused me so much trouble and died in the dimensional television mechanism.

This is a real alien opponent who wants to kill him!

The beating of the heart, it's really beating... it's roaring, it's shouting for me to jump in!

The nature of the string-rolled liver.

He never dared to expose himself in front of them.

In order to avoid being hostile to them, I have been carefully disguising myself.

Expose yourself: I am a lunatic, right?

He has had enough of the boring life!

There are only two remaining teleport slots, and he is not one of them. But if we make some minor improvements and corrections.

Xianjuan Gan quickly began to calculate how to decipher the light transmitted in the quantum realm.

To be honest, he is not an expert in this field. He is a terrible student in the field of space teleportation.

After so many years of tinkering, I still haven't come up with a qualified transmission technology.

But what if it means hacking into other people's transmission light and tampering with it?

At least you can try it.

Then let me see what secrets you're hiding.

Make sure that any backup plan you come up with can succeed.

Xian Juangan couldn't wait to aim at the direction where the electronic radiation had just appeared, adjusted the sonic screwdriver and pressed it down.

There was a burst of white light. The watch on Xian Juangan's left hand detected a threat and the movement port floated up uncontrollably, projecting a circle of black and white projections with a turntable of icon portraits.

But it was too late for him to stop choosing...

The truth behind how Mizukuri can be fine even with a negative 30 favorability rating.

He craves excitement

Chapter 42 Chapter 42 DGP Tournament [Saga Region] Begins!

Floating in a silent and steady eternity, as if flowing in the gap between time and space. The concept of emptiness is so clear.

From the beautiful and comfortable bed that felt like it could sleep forty-five people... I opened my eyes on the ground next to it.

When Xian Juangan regained consciousness, he was in another place that didn't look like Earth at all.

My body felt uncomfortably relaxed, with not a trace of fatigue left.

A gray-white mold similar to a small plastic toy fell from her waist when she stood up.

Outside the window, it was dark and eerie, with hideous, withered trees growing twisted and tangled. It looked like a scene from a horror movie.

If you look closely, you will find a weird feeling that is different from reality.

"A massless field of consciousness held within a hyperdimensional layer of infinite energy"

The naked Xian Juangan analyzed his current situation.

She looked around. It was a huge, girlish room with only dolls on the bed.

I explored the room. The fairy tale books were all garbled, and the materials of the accessories looked off. They looked like creatures from a dream, limited by imagination.

I stopped at the wardrobe that was too exaggerated to be realistic and decided to solve the clothing problem first.

When he opened it, he saw the scene in another room. A group of skinny, dull-looking girls were squatting on the ground, huddled together, seemingly tearing at something.

They heard the noise and turned to look at the person who disturbed their meal.

"Excuse me." Xian Juangan grabbed an apple from the kitchen counter and closed the cabinet door before they rushed over.

There was no sound or movement of the door.

Xianjuan Gan squinted his eyes thoughtfully as he looked at the big red apple in his hand.

It doesn't feel right.

She took a bite and spit it out with a nonchalant look on her face.

It has the texture of plasticine. It seems that the food in this space cannot be eaten to increase satiety.

A simple experimental study was conducted on the cabinet door, which was then gently opened and closed several times. After mastering the regular string winding liver and opening it again at the frequency, it returned to a normal wardrobe.

Hanging high at the top were all these naive and gorgeous clothes in a comic style. But it seemed that the original owner didn't use them very often, so he didn't even remove the tags.

"Disordered spatial chaos. It seems the laws of physics are somewhat invalid here."

The pile of clothes within reach on the ground floor contained my normal personal clothes. I picked out a red sweater with a pixelated snowman print, sweatpants, and a classic Yorozushiku jacket. I quickly put them on, folding them neatly and removing the standard, uninspired clothes from my wardrobe.

Perhaps because the room was too spacious, two or three sets of tables and chairs were placed inside to fill the space, just like the blue octopus's room.

With a frivolous attitude, Xianjuangan tried to assemble something in the initial room using everything available.

The first thing he saw was naturally the plastic mold that appeared on his body when he stood up.

Looking at this small oval object, which seems to be made of plastic, one can vaguely see some electronic components inside under the light.

There is also a mark similar to an identification code on the back.

Based on her experience, she could roughly judge that this was a small technological product with a large-capacity memory developed for storage.

And this thing looks like it needs to be embedded in something to work.

Let’s put this question aside for now.

What is more important right now is to prepare some self-defense tools for yourself.

The owner of this room seems to be very pampered. In addition, the room is very large, and there are many things in the room that a normal girl should not have, and they are all high-end products.

But unfortunately, the only electronic device he could find was a DVD player.

——But why is this thing made of carbon fiber steel?

Is this an error in the villa generation?

Xian Juangan was speechless. With just this DVD player, he could at most disassemble it and make some small gadgets out of it.

And what other wonderful electronic devices with endless possibilities?

I guess because there are so many rooms in the mansion, things like computers and TVs are all in other separate rooms?

Then you can only try some old-school chemical drug formulas.

I rummaged through the pile of unopened gifts stored at the cabinet door.

Oh, there it is, a makeup box

I opened the makeup box that looked very valuable but had never been used by the original owner of the room.

After a simple experiment confirmed a slight change in the properties of this space, I quickly modified the formula in my mind based on the difference and began to make simple adjustments based on intuition.

A tennis ball is wrapped around the waist.

Hang a few handmade "gadgets" in the convenient top

Holding a tennis ball with special ingredients on it, I chose to set out to explore.

I tentatively touched the locked door, and it swung open. Stepping out, I was greeted by a grand, luxurious hallway, like something straight out of a fantasy animated film.

Even the Toyokawa Mansion that Xianjuan had visited was like the difference between a mammoth and Hakimi compared to the first one. It was almost the same as the mansion at Sanyuan Mansion that Xianjuan saw after his spaceship crashed into someone else's backyard and Charlotte carried him out, looking shabby and dusty.

In short, it is the kind of low-level taste that makes people feel a little out of touch with reality because of its excessive luxury.

This is the type of person I hate the most. Why does the house need to be so big? Isn't it creepy to live in an empty house?

She observed the initial door. It was originally locked, but after she opened it, it could never be locked again.

It could be that each captured contestant has an initial room that cannot be locked again once it is opened.

So did you choose a real house that was big enough to accommodate all the captured people to make a copy?

The other doors were not closed, as if someone had deliberately left all the doors of the rooms ajar in advance.

Probably to facilitate predation on new visitors who are not yet aware of the disorder in space.

Muffled laughter lingered in the corridor, and the hollow sound of wind lingered in his ears.

Xian Juangan ignored this and looked for possible passages in each half-open room.

As he walked, the lights began to turn on automatically one by one.

Walking in the corridor, Xianjuan Gan began to measure its fineness.

From the carbon fiber to the dust composition, it looks fake...

But I still used it. I applied it on a tennis ball and waited for it to take effect.

Is it the default optimal state of the human body?

Xian Juangan stretched and stretched his white arms.

Xian Juangan checked his body before putting on the clothes. Although the degree of restoration of external details seemed very low to him, at least the restoration of the human body was okay.

Although this restoration is not his body...

It is also a good thing that external substances produce parameter deviations. Some things that are difficult to make in reality can be made more easily by her.

Maybe by increasing the flux across the multidimensional axis in the quantum foam I can tear a hole in it and I can go back.

Xian Juangan thought about it, but quickly shook his head

No...that would probably just manually add a new space-time sequence to the multiverse sequence.

I need a way to push everyone back to their original world and time frame.

Excess dust stained the edges of his long pink hair, which he wasn't used to yet. Disdainfully, he wiped his dusty hands on a valuable-looking hallway painting he'd seen in textbooks, and drew a mustache on the king on it.

While Xian Juangan was still thinking, the person who was chuckling had already arrived in the corridor.

A woman, soaking wet and dripping, was walking towards him with her long black hair swaying.

Her left hand was equipped with a metal part that looked like a blue water pipe, which almost replaced the entire arm.

There were red bows on both sides of her hair. Her face was pale despite her handsome appearance.

She had a pendant around her waist that looked like a door lock.

It's the missing politician's second daughter.

Xian Juangan looked him up and down with his hands, showing no fear at all.

He had seen a waist pendant similar to a door lock in the room where he had just woken up, but he didn't take it.

She moved closer to Xianjuan's liver.

The woman seemed to be shouting something like a madman.

Reach out and grab the pendant on his waist, then jump up and kick him.

The belt was stuck to her waist and she couldn't get it off. This movement made Xian Juangan leap into the air, and the air-piercing kick easily shattered her jaw. Her upper jaw was shattered, and her face was squeezed into a twisted, thin noodle.

I can't take it off

He landed on the ground with a backflip as nimble as a cat. Unfortunately, Xian Juangan tried to grab the hand by force but didn't release it in time, causing his hand to be dislocated.

This body is unexpectedly strong. The error display results seem like a mixture of two people's genes?

Forget it...it's better than actually using a junior high school girl's body to do this.

I bent it hard and it returned to its original position.

The feeling of kicking just now...

Doesn't look like a living person...