I’m From The World Of Punishment

It happened too suddenly, roughly speaking:

I, Luo Huai, were caught off guard.

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After recovering from the shadow of death, Luo Huai couldn't help but gasp.

What caught his eyes was the familiar street and the familiar sunset.

"Here...or hell?"

This also let him know another thing: his resurrection point does not seem to be Mortal Realm.

Everyone knows that when one dies in the fantasy world, the soul will return to the body in the mortal world, and if one dies in hell, it is a real death.

This is an iron rule that has not changed since ancient times.

But now these two irons are perfectly combined into one in Luo Huai's body: death and resurrection, but the place is hell.

Luo Huai rubbed her forehead as if she had a headache, turned around, and saw the orphanage at the end of the street... and the zombie uncle who was stuck at the gate of the orphanage.

"It's better to die directly."

But not everything is bad. For example, Luo Huai didn't feel any discomfort at all after his resurrection, and he was refreshed, without the decadent feeling that the soul was forced to return to the body as rumored.

But also, judging from the current situation, he probably came to this world with his physical body.

It is also because of this that Luo Huai, who has a strong psychological acceptance ability, quickly accepted the facts, and a presumptuous smile began to appear on his face.

"The old man is resurrected, the old man declares that I am invincible."

He picked up a steel bar, held it in his hand as a spear, and rushed towards the orphanage again.

"Little thief! Die!"

The steel bar was danced in Luo Huai's hands, making it dazzling.

It's a pity that the zombie uncle's half-rotten eyeballs were still intact, and he didn't even look at Luo Huai.

And here, after Luo Huai danced for a while, he came right in front of the zombie uncle, and the countless illusory gun shadows in the air instantly merged into one, turning into a little bit of cold light, and pierced straight away.

In an instant, the gun came out like a dragon (reasonable association), and the situation changed (unreasonable fantasy).

Ding! !

When the two fronts meet, Jin Ming suddenly rises.

Uncle Zombie looked calm.

bells and whistles...

Then Luo Huai's eyes went dark again, and when his vision recovered, he saw only his broken body as before.

"..."

Once the consciousness is dark, then come back to God.

Still that familiar street, or that familiar dusk.

Looking back, it was still the familiar orphanage, and the familiar zombie uncle.

Luo Huai looked around and found that there were no sundries that could be used as weapons. He began to think of quitting.

"This is the world of punishment. Even if you go back home, you may not be safe, let alone there is an old man who guards the door."

After hitting the stone with a pebble twice, Luo Huai gave up decisively, and he decided to go into those houses that he thought were dangerous to hide for a night.

Anyone who has ever played an open game knows that the night is always the most dangerous.

In a small room in a small bungalow, Luo Xing blocked the door firmly, and he pushed all the heavy objects in the room behind the door, which made him feel a little relieved.

This room has no windows and is a semi-basement structure. The ground outside can only be seen through a narrow crack at the top of the wall.

Luo Huai stood on the stool with his feet on his feet, looking out through the crack, the sky outside was completely dark, the street was very quiet, everything was quiet.

Luo Huai also fell into darkness.

There is no lighting tool in the deserted room, and the moonlight cannot shine in through the small crack.

Luo Huai had no choice but to squat quietly in the corner without going to sleep. He found that he didn't feel sleepy, and his spirit seemed to maintain a spiritual state all the time.

It's like having a mental illness.

"I heard that people who enter the fantasy world will be guided by character panels and world consciousness. I don't know if I have."

Luo Huai suddenly thought of this, and he tried to imitate the fantasy players in the video to summon his own panel.

His finger slid in front of him, but there was no movement, Luo Huai was not reconciled, and swiped a few more times diagonally and vertically, but unfortunately the light blue panel in his memory still did not appear in front of his eyes.

It doesn't matter whether you are depressed or not, Luo Huai leaned his head against the wall behind him, closing the curtain and resting his mind.

Luo Xing spent the long night in this trance-like state. This was something he practiced when he was a child. The reason was his behavior in the second grade. He didn't expect that he would learn such a skill by accident.

A long night.

When the scorching sun in the early morning reflected on Luo Huai's eyelids through the gap, Luo Huai opened his eyes.

But at the first moment, instead of lamenting his situation like others, he jumped up and shouted: "Ah! My eyes! Whose morning sun is like a spotlight!"

That's right, the moment Luo Huai opened his eyes, his eyes were burned by the morning light that was comparable to a burst of sunlight.

As expected of a punishing world called hell, the point of death always comes unexpectedly.

After rolling around on the ground several times, the burning sensation in his eyes finally eased, before Luo Huai got up in disgrace.

Holding on to the wall, he glanced at the plain yellowish sunlight on the ground with lingering fear.

The eyes became hot again, Luo Huai subconsciously tried to cover them with his hands.

But with such an action, something unexpected happened:

When the finger slid across the body, the fingertips brought a stream of light in the air, and then, a panel full of scarlet appeared in front of him. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com

"The way to open the panel in this world...is it so special?"

Luo Huai's eyes were reflected in the blank area of ​​the panel, and he saw that his originally dark pupils had turned golden red.

Going to the sun again, and looking directly at the scorching sun outside the gap, sure enough, I don't feel any burning sensation anymore.

"It seems that it's because my eyes haven't "dead" before." Luo Huai used his imagination to come up with a correct answer.

Putting away the panels and removing the heavy objects behind the door, Luo Xing returned to the street from yesterday, everything seemed to be the same as yesterday, and the zombie uncle still stood there dutifully looking at the door.

"By the way, since there is a panel, there should be a world guide."

To put it bluntly, the world guide is something like a novice task in the game. It is not only the initial guide, but also the first test.

Luo Huai just wanted to raise his hand to draw out the character panel, but with a thought, the panel automatically appeared in his line of sight and moved with his line of sight. At the same time, his pupils that had recovered to their original shape turned golden red again.

"It's very convenient." Luo Huai could clearly feel the slight warmth in his eyes.

Click on the [World Guide] option in the corner.

Then his expression froze there, only because of the world guidance he heard in his ears:

[The original home] Home is the eternal harbor and the only shelter in this dangerous world.

[Requirement] Enter the orphanage from the main entrance.

[Harvest] Get an absolutely safe shelter.

Into an orphanage? Or go through the front door?

Hundreds of meters away, Luo Huai, who was suffering in his heart, seemed to see a wicked smile on the face of the zombie uncle...