Chapter 701: Alien Paradise (1)(2/2)
The male nurse took out the outer packaging box in a few seconds and took out the virtual reality game helmet. It looked like a large helmet, but it was different from the ordinary helmet. It was closed all over the body and looked like an iron bell.
The color is dark and quite heavy. The male caregiver is a little embarrassed when he looks at the virtual reality game helmet. What does the 99,000 helmet look like?
At least you have put some effort into the design process. If you look like this, you are so embarrassed to sell it?
"Little brother, your helmet isn't fake, right?" The male caregiver glanced at the helmet, and didn't even have a wire. How could he turn on the computer?
Wu Mingkong looked at this thing, and it was also a black line at the end. He also had this premonition that he might have bought a fake product.
"I bought it on the official website, I wouldn't have gone to a fishing Internet cafe." To be honest, Wu Mingkong has been suppressed now, and it is difficult to understand what the situation is here, so in terms of style, Wu Mingkong thinks he might have really bought fakes.
"Little brother, don't worry, let's take a look, there is a manual." The male caregiver found a note from the corner of the packaging box: "Solar charging can be used with it. Little brother, I think you may have really bought a fake product."
Wu Mingkong is even more terrifying. Is this just a paragraph of your instruction manual? Is it so willful?
"I've got everything, put it on and give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll complain to them again." Wu Mingkong said casually.
"If it doesn't work, it's not a complaint. You just report the case directly. Ninety-nine thousand, it's not cheap." The male nurse muttered, looked at it for a few seconds before putting it on Wu Mingkong.
As soon as he put it on, Wu Mingkong's eyes turned black, and he felt as if something was pulling his consciousness, but the suction force was as good as a mantis arm to be a chariot for Wu Mingkong's huge size, and it was completely incomparable.
He immediately split a small strand of consciousness that was the same as a normal person and followed the pulling force.
Although this ray of consciousness is the same as that of ordinary people, in fact, with Wu Mingkong's ability, many clues can be seen.
"I actually left the world. It seems that this so-called alien game is not simple." Wu Mingkong in the ward observed the consciousness being pulled away, and instantly judged what was going on.
This strand of consciousness was taken away by a bizarre channel, and this virtual reality gaming helmet is a signal frequency transmitter.
It is precisely because the consciousness is being taken away that the player is immortal and becomes the fourth natural disaster. However, this method is much different from Wu Mingkong's Great Zhou subjects.
First of all, the body. The body of the player being taken away seems to be a semi-data-based existence, not a real body, and the consciousness will be blurred, and will not truly know knowledge such as secrets, skills, etc., and will only be presented in the form of skills, that is, you know how to release skills, but you don’t know any principles.
Although I have epic skills, I can only use them in games. If it is fake, it won’t be fine. In Wu Mingkong’s eyes, these have roots.
This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that something seems to be wrong in the alien paradise.
These restrictions seem to be bypassed, which means that after a certain condition is met, the strength in the game can be brought to reality, but ordinary people cannot bypass this limitation.
Chapter completed!