Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

"Then let's start the next exercise. This exercise will greatly consume your soul power and increase your soul density. The degree of danger is the highest among all the exercises, so once you can't hold it, you need to stop immediately. You must not force it. Clearly Yet?"

"Okay, come with me."

Toli opened the door and left the training ground, and the two turned to a certain training ground on the third floor of the training ground.

Most of the entire training ground is occupied by a large black strange metal device.

"Soul Compressor."

Toli pointed to the entrance of the translucent container in the center of the training ground room to Fang Heng, and said: "The compressor is expensive to use, and it will consume a lot of energy every time it is turned on. Let's hurry up and stand inside the compressor."

Fang Heng stood in the center of the entrance of the large instrument according to what Tory said.

"that's all?"

"Yes, that's it, don't move, the red button on your right, press it."

Fang Heng pressed the switch upon hearing this.

"Crack..."

The glass hatch in front of Fang Heng's eyes dropped.

Suddenly!

Fang Heng's pupils shrank.

In the next moment, a tyrannical mental oppression surged towards him from all around.

Fang Heng clenched his fist subconsciously.

"Use your mental power and soul power to resist external pressure. Once you feel that you can't hold on, press the blue button next to you. In addition, don't force yourself to struggle. If you break it, you will lose money."

Fang Heng heard Toli shouting outside the cabin door.

"Concentrate, use your soul power to resist this erosion! Use your body to get used to this feeling!"

"Um."

Fang Heng nodded emphatically, resisting intently.

A huge spiritual force overflowed from the outside world, squeezing his sea of ​​consciousness.

Soul power is rapidly consumed.

Every time it was clearly almost unbearable, another force overflowed from every corner of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Fang Hengming came to his senses.

It is Abe Chiye's soul power sharing!

Outside the cabin door, Toli looked at Fang Heng in surprise.

As time passed, his complexion became more and more serious.

He watched Fang Hengjin endure the compression of his soul for ten minutes!

Obviously, Fang Heng is a novice.

But his initial soul strength is so high that it makes people feel terrible!

How exactly?

Ordinary people, no, not to mention ordinary people, even if he persists in the instrument for at most five minutes, he will enter a state of exhaustion of soul power.

But now.

A full ten minutes passed.

The young man in front of him seemed to be fine.

Instead, a deep curiosity rose from the bottom of his heart.

Just see where your limit is!

After two full hours.

Toli came out of the room in a daze, with a look of confusion on his face.

What is the origin of this kid? His soul strength is not human at all.

Fang Heng also felt an unprecedented fatigue.

Fatigue does not come from the body or from the mind, but from the soul.

The soul power in the sea of ​​consciousness has been completely squeezed out, and it can no longer be squeezed out.

"It's the limit, isn't it?"

"Um."

Fang Heng nodded to Toli.

"Very good, every time you drain your soul power, your soul toughness will also be slightly enhanced. This is also a way of exercise."

Toli explained: "One thing you must remember is that it is very dangerous to be depleted of soul energy, so after each training session, we need to nourish your soul to help you speed up the recovery of soul power. "

"OK, all right."

"Today's class is about to end with the last item left. Let's go to the recovery area on the fifth floor now."

Fang Heng followed Toli up the stairs.

…

The area on the fifth floor of the practice field.

Fang Heng put on a new bathrobe.

Unexpectedly, Tory's so-called last course was actually taking a bath.

On the fifth floor area, there are several super-large bathhouses that can accommodate thousands of people.

Most of the people in the bathhouse were topless, and most of their bodies were soaked in the light green liquid.

Toli has long been used to this kind of practice, soaking comfortably in the pool.

Seeing Fang Heng's unaccustomed look, Toli pointed to the right and said, "There is also a separate VIP room over there, which is cleaner and more private, but it costs extra. "

"Um."

Fang Heng replied, following the example of others, slowly soaking his body in the light green pool water.

There is a sense of relaxation and soothing warmth coming from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Refreshing.

"The normal fee for the bathhouse is half a thousand points. In addition to promoting the recovery of your soul power, the soul hot spring can also strengthen your training effect. If you have enough points, I suggest you come in for a bath after every training. Bubble."

"Okay, I see."

"Well, the bath time is half an hour each time, and there will be an additional fee every half hour. Basically, half an hour is enough."

Fang Heng nodded.

He understood.

Just like the game, RMB players can burn money in exchange for additional efficiency.

So I have to find a way to get more points.

Toli got up after soaking for a while and was ready to leave, "Okay, today's lesson is over here, you have learned the two basics of soul cultivation, your basic soul strength is much higher than ordinary people, I personally suggest that you can specialize Learn these two items for a period of time first, and then do other training in the next step after you are proficient, and you can continue to find me next time if you want to learn new equipment.”

"Okay, I'll take note, thank you."

Fang Heng nodded his thanks.

Watching Toli leave, Fang Heng completely soaked his body in the soul hot spring again, and couldn't help thinking about it.

Whether the zombie avatar can assist soul cultivation is still uncertain.

But there was one thing he was sure of.

It takes a lot of points to get training in a short period of time.

He needs the dust of evil thoughts.

How about asking the people from the Federation to borrow some?

Seeing that it was almost half an hour to charge again, Fang Heng hurriedly left the hot spring area.

Before that, let's try to see if the zombie avatar can be used as a substitute.

…

Half an hour later ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Fang Heng came to the entrance of the practice field again, and behind him stood a zombie clone wearing a hood.

The undead attendant at the entrance lingered on the zombie clone for a moment, and finally looked at Fang Heng.

"Young scholar, summoned creatures are prohibited from entering the practice field."

"You are wrong. He is not a summoned creature. He is my friend, North. In fact, he also needs some exercise. As an undead, you should understand what I mean."

The undead waiter paused for a moment, then looked up and down at the zombie clone beside Fang Heng.

"Every soul should be respected, but he also needs to pay a fee."

"certainly."

Fang Heng paid the entry points for the zombie avatar, entered the practice field together, and rented a training room at the front desk for training the control of the soul.

(end of this chapter)

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