Chen Ying stopped Mo Shouchen, then walked over and handed him a scare box.
"You hold this box. When you arrive in the real world, I may be able to use my skills to teleport there directly."
Mo Shouchen took the scare box, his face full of surprise. After being stunned for a long time, he said, "I have a question."
Chen Ying smiled slightly and said calmly: "Don't be sentimental. I'm not doing this to help you. I just don't want to part with the industry in the real world."
Mo Shouchen shook his head and said, "That's not what I want to ask. I just want to know how many frightening boxes you have."
Chen Ying said solemnly: "This is the last one!"
Mo Shouchen: "..."
Mo Shouchen and Liu Lei jumped into the black vortex. As soon as they entered this space, he immediately activated the mysterious power in his body according to Liu Lei's instructions.
At the same time, he felt energy coming from all directions began to tear his body apart. If there was no mysterious power to contend with it, he would be torn to pieces in an instant.
It is precisely because the two energies have reached a balance that the mysterious power has no remaining power to affect his mind, which allows him to stay rational and not go crazy.
Mo Shouchen carefully observed his surroundings, and he found that this space was like a world in a kaleidoscope, full of constantly changing and gorgeous patterns, which made him feel dizzy.
He speculated that this space should have been created by Jiang Haishan.
Jiang Haishan entered the script world in advance through this space, helped Rakshasa City summon ancient Yin soldiers to attack Loulan City, and obtained a high official position in this way.
Normally speaking, before the script officially started, Jiang Haishan had gained enough power in this world, and with the assistance of the ancient Yin soldiers, he successfully bribed Qin Yu, the commander of Loulan City.
He had the right time, the right place, the right people, and all the people. In his opinion, this game was almost a sure win, but in the end he still lost to Mo Shouchen. No wonder he was so unwilling before his death.
But at this time, Mo Shouchen thanked Jiang Haishan from the bottom of his heart. If Jiang Haishan hadn't "cheated" without respecting martial ethics, he would have never had a chance to make a comeback.
"How can we get out?" Mo Shouchen asked.
Liu Lei replied: "The previous gap has disappeared. I remember that you seemed to have punched, and then a gap was torn in the air. You can try punching again now."
"How to fight? Where to fight?"
Liu Lei shrugged: "I don't know, just hit it casually a few times. Since you were able to create a gap outside the space before, you should be able to do it now."
"Is it so casual?"
Mo Shouchen waved his right hand helplessly, then clenched his fist and punched forward with all his strength.
Because of the use of mysterious power, this punch was so powerful that the wind of the punch even shattered a changing pattern in the distance, but the space was still intact and there was no gap.
"Try again!" Liu Lei encouraged.
Mo Shouchen nodded. He took a deep breath first, then tried to condense the mysterious power in his body into his right fist, and then punched out with all his strength.
But after trying again and again, the gorgeous patterns in the space were shattered by him again and again, and then slowly reassembled, but not even a single crack appeared in the space.
Excessive consumption made Mo Shouchen's breathing become rapid. When he raised his fist again, Liu Lei held down his arm: "Let's take a rest first!"
Mo Shouchen also felt a little exhausted. He nodded and sat down tiredly.
Because this space has no concept of boundaries, even if you are sitting, your body is suspended, but it does not affect your rest.
"What will happen if we can't make a gap?" Mo Shouchen asked Liu Lei sitting next to him.
"The time in this space is infinite, so we will not be hungry, thirsty, or grow old. If we cannot make a gap, we will be trapped here forever, until eternity."
After hearing Liu Lei's answer, Mo Shouchen couldn't help but take a breath. This was simply a punishment ten thousand times more terrifying than death, so he planned to rest for a while before continuing to try to make a gap.
While he was still resting, he asked Liu Lei: "By the way, isn't that big shot in Forgotten River very powerful? Why didn't he stop the clown?"
Liu Lei smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, I haven't seen that person for a long time. The last time I saw him was more than a month ago. By the way, it was a few days before you entered the script of 'Deadly Examination'."
"At that time, he asked me to investigate the clown's conspiracy, and he never showed up again."
"Could he have been killed by the clown?" Mo Shouchen made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"impossible!"
Liu Lei said with great certainty: "He is so powerful that you can't imagine. I don't know why you have a similar power to him in your body, but even if you fully stimulate this power, your strength will not be as strong as his."
one."
Mo Shouchen said disdainfully: "Since he is so powerful, he should be able to get rid of the clown with just a snap of his fingers, why would he send you to die?"
Liu Lei was silent. In fact, he had always had such doubts in his mind, but out of respect and fear for the big man, he could only choose to obey unconditionally.
Seeing that Liu Lei didn't answer, Mo Shouchen didn't ask any more questions. He stood up and stretched his arms, and then said, "Let's continue!"
Mo Shouchen kept repeating the action of punching. Although the gap still did not open, he found that he was gradually becoming familiar with the mysterious power in his body and became more and more skillful in controlling it.
Finally, after swinging his fist thousands of times, he suddenly felt that his strength and fists were one.
When he waved his fist again, he felt a sense of relief.
This feeling is like a basketball shooter shooting an extremely comfortable three-pointer. The moment the basketball leaves his fingers, he can be 100% sure that the ball will go in.
"Crack!"
The fist and the air made a friction sound like a match being struck. The gorgeous pattern hit by the fist was not shattered like before, but was cut in half from the middle.
In the middle of the separated patterns, there was a crack that was obviously different in color from the surroundings.
The crack slowly widened, revealing the outside scene. Through the water-like gap, Mo Shouchen saw the familiar streets.
It's the intersection opposite the thriller game Script Killing Hall.
It was night outside at this time, there were no cars or pedestrians on the road, and the traffic light at the intersection was red.
The traffic light at this intersection will always turn yellow after midnight, so Mo Shouchen is very sure that the time outside the space has not reached midnight yet...
