Chapter 211

Although he no longer had to participate in the competition, Gu Ding felt that he could not lose his identity as a pharmacologist. After all, every team needed a pharmacologist. Moreover, his talent in medicine refinement was undeniable. It was not appropriate for him to give up his position to someone else.

While Gu Ding was still shopping for medicine materials, Lilliath and Ayesha were happily trying on all kinds of clothes in the mall. As for Biggie, he and Tagore had already arrived at the food market, which was located relatively far away.

Looking at the dazzling variety of ingredients, Biggie was certain that this was his territory. Compared to being a swordsman, he was more certain that he was a chef because he did not have the mental fortitude of a swordsman. In fact, he would not be able to use his sword on others without being hypnotized.

Tagore was also squatting on Biggie's shoulder and looking around with great interest. Suddenly, he saw a giant hairfish that was nearly fifteen meters long in a huge transparent fish tank. The moment he saw the fish, his eyes lit up and he rushed out in a frenzy.

Biggie was in front of a stall tasting some local specialty seasonings. All of a sudden, his vision went black as if everything around him had disappeared.

"What happened?" Biggie suddenly shouted in the darkness.

"You don't have to shout. This is my personal territory. No one will hear you even if you shout yourself hoarse." A woman's voice came from all directions.

"Who are you? What do you want? "Biggie's heart sank. Of course, he knew what a personal territory was. A personal territory was a world projection that could only be constructed by at least a demigod. In a personal territory, an individual's combat effectiveness could be maximized.

"Don't be nervous. I just want to play a game with you." As the woman spoke, the lights around them suddenly lit up.

Biggie squinted his eyes to block out the strong light. Soon, his eyes adapted to his surroundings.

He seemed to be trapped in a huge pagoda-shaped building, and that pagoda-shaped building had two doors. Biggie did not act rashly. He continued to look around vigilantly, looking for other useful information.

"Your mental fortitude is not as bad as I thought. You did not act rashly at first. Instead, you looked around calmly. If you had chosen to rush directly into one of the doors, your chances of dying would have been very high. I will now take some time to explain the rules of the game. "The woman's voice sounded again.

"This is how the game works. There are two doors here, and only one is the correct door. I don't know what's behind the other door. But what I can be sure of is that the thing behind that door will definitely cause you extreme pain. Therefore, please choose carefully. Of course, you can also choose to stay here and wait for your companions to save you. But what I want to tell you is that my domain is called Hell Nightmare. You have been directly pulled into the third layer of the dream. The time here is 1000: 1 compared to the time outside. In other words, if you meditate here for 1,000 days, only one day will pass in the outside world. "

"Are you sure you won't attack me and my companions after I escape?" Biggie asked calmly. He guessed that the other party was not lying. Most importantly, a Demigod powerhouse was enough to cause a disaster to a team. Therefore, from the beginning, he did not want Gu Ding to come to his rescue. He knew that he could only rely on his own abilities to escape this time.

"As long as you can escape, I won't attack you a second time," the woman replied. The female voice replied, "Because I don't have any enmity with you. I was just asked by someone to play this game with you. You can also rest assured that all your companions are safe. "

"Why me?" Biggie continued to ask. He felt that there was something fishy about this matter.

"Don't ask me that question. I'm just the person carrying out the mission. As for what the person who issued the mission is thinking, I don't know, and I don't care, "the woman replied calmly.

"One more piece of advice. Don't think that nothing will happen to your body even if you die in the dream. The passage of time here will consume your lifespan. In other words, if you are in the third layer of the dream, your lifespan will be reduced by 1,000 years for every year that passes in the outside world. You are now a Rank-11 Gene Body, and your lifespan is 1,200 years. This means that if less than a year and three months have passed in the outside world, your lifespan will be exhausted. When your lifespan is exhausted, it means that your body will suffer a true death. Also, this is the third layer. If you die unnaturally in the dream, you will fall into the fourth layer. The time ratio there is 10,000: 1. If you die unnaturally in the fourth layer, you will fall into the fifth layer, and the time ratio will increase by ten times. And so on. You understand … The deeper you fall, the harder it will be for you to return to the real world. "

"I have a question. If a year passes in the outside world, it will be 1,000 years inside. Doesn't that mean that you have to waste your time here with me for more than a year before I die?" Biggie pointed out what he thought was a loophole.

"It seems that you don't understand how a personal domain works at all, but I can't blame you." The woman explained slowly, "Only people who have built a personal domain know that a personal domain is actually a projection of a miniature world. Although this miniature world projection was controllable, it was also operating independently at all times. In other words, I only need to pull you into my personal domain, and then I don't care about anything else. I'll still do what I'm supposed to do, and whatever you do in the personal domain won't affect me at all. Of course, there's a condition, and that is that you have to be much weaker than me. If your strength is about the same as mine, then you can destroy my personal domain. With your current strength, I suggest that you don't waste your time doing this kind of useless work. "

"Alright, that's all for the game rules and suggestions. I don't think I've left anything out. Make your own choice, I won't disturb you any further. "The woman disappeared completely after she finished speaking.

Biggie observed the two doors for a long time. The two doors looked exactly the same. Even the distribution of the metal particles was exactly the same, and the woman's voice did not appear again.

Left with no choice, he chose one at random and pushed it open.

After stepping through the door frame, he found himself in a strange room.

"Did I escape?" The moment the thought crossed his mind, Biggie suddenly realized that everything around him seemed to have grown bigger. He looked down at his body and realized that he had become a skinny child.

It was only then that he realized that he was in a prison cell.

"Biggie, why aren't you sleeping at night? What are you doing standing there?" A voice came from above the bunk bed.

Biggie looked up and saw that it was also a young man with a pair of black eyes that shone brightly under the night sky. Biggie felt that the young man's appearance was somewhat familiar. He sat down on the lower bed with a puzzled expression. "What the hell happened?"

"What's wrong with you? You look so distracted. Bree said that he's going to beat you up tomorrow, but you don't have to be so worried. Let me teach you. Protect your head tomorrow and don't let them hit it. I've heard that if you get hit in the head, you'll become stupid. If it hurts a little, just bear with it and it'll be over soon … "The young man's words evoked a memory in Biggie.

It was a scene of a young Biggie holding his head while being beaten up by a group of children. At that time, he saw a guard not far away with a knife in his hand. He snatched the knife and slashed at the leader of the group, cutting off his head with a single slash. A few guards were shocked and immediately came forward to stop him, but he killed them on the spot. The other children were stunned and ran away in a frenzy. However, he was completely bloodthirsty and slaughtered the entire labor camp. Even Bel, who was in the same cell as him, was not spared …

When he regained his senses, he realized that he had made a huge mistake. He knew that he would be sentenced to death. At that time, when he was in despair, an old man in a black robe appeared in front of him.

"Do you want to become stronger? So strong that everyone will tremble under your feet. "The old man extended his hand toward him. From that moment on, that was the true beginning of the nightmare …

When these images resurfaced in his mind, Neptune felt an intense pain in his head. He hugged his head tightly and his body trembled violently from the pain. He could only try his best not to make a sound.

"Biggie, are you okay?" Bel looked a little worried. Although Biggie was trying his best to control himself, Bel heard him turn over and tilted his head down to see what was happening. He immediately jumped off the upper bed. "Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

Bel and Biggie were the same type. They were bullied in this juvenile prison, so they took care of each other.

"No … No need … I'll be fine after a short rest." Biggie waved his hand. After the images stopped, his headache slowly subsided.

"Why don't you go to the infirmary? We can avoid Bree and the others tomorrow," Bel advised. "Besides, you look like you're in a lot of pain. It's definitely not a small problem. It would be better if you can stay in the infirmary for a few days. Besides, if you're sick, the guards will probably intervene if they do anything to you because they're afraid that they'll beat you to death. "

"It's no use. I can hide for a while, but I can't hide forever. Don't worry about me, I'm fine. This headache is an old problem that happens once or twice a year. The doctors can't find anything wrong with it. This is a small infirmary in this prison. They'll only think that I'm faking it and it'll be even more troublesome. " Biggie lied. He had thought it through. This time, he had to endure it. At most, it would be some physical pain. He could not go down the same path as before. Although his memory had not fully recovered, he knew very well that if he continued like that, he would probably fall into the abyss again and be beyond redemption …