When Wuming and Wang Zong heard the woman's words, they had the same thought in their hearts.
The rewards in the first level give Wuming an advantage in the following levels. The rewards in this level will definitely lay an advantage for the following levels, and they must be won no matter what.
Wu Ming definitely doesn't want Wang Zong to get a reward, and Wang Zong also doesn't want Wu Ming to get a reward.
The two looked at each other, and the next moment their bodies quickly fell to the ground.
Deep in the mountains, in a house as thick as a fortress, Wuming slowly opened his eyes.
He immediately felt it, and sure enough, all power had been temporarily blocked. His current physical fitness was only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, and he was probably the strongest form of human beings.
But in the final analysis, if human beings do not enter the transcendent realm, their limits will be the same. Without tools in their hands, they can only beat leopards, jackals and other animals to death. When they encounter tigers and lions, they will be doomed.
Wuming got up from the bed and found that he was already in the house he chose. He immediately observed the entire room and then rummaged through the cabinets to find tools that could help him defend himself.
He found a pen and a notebook in a cabinet.
"Who would be a serious person to write notes?" Wuming complained, then opened the notes and found that there was already writing on it.
He immediately flipped through page after page, and after reading it, he had a little understanding of the current situation.
First of all, the world he lives in is a world with an apocalyptic background. As a rich man, he sensed the danger in advance, so he came to this refuge alone, intending to die here.
Yes.
He never thought about going out again. There was enough food in this house for him to survive for a hundred years. As long as he didn't leave the shelter, those monsters couldn't get in.
"You actually choose to live in seclusion for the rest of your life?"
After Wuming read the diary, he felt a little helpless to complain.
However, he has not seen those monsters with his own eyes, so he dare not draw any conclusions. He will wait until he understands the situation in this world...
He left the room and immediately checked one room after another. What made him want to complain the most was that these rooms had everything but no weapons!
There is an e-sports room, which is full of various electronic products.
There is a gym with complete fitness equipment.
There is a doll room with a large number of beautiful dolls.
There is a...
All in all, it’s all about entertainment!
Wuming went downstairs and continued rummaging, and finally found only a kitchen knife that gave him a sense of security.
He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, wondering how to play this level?
If a monster is going to appear, then at least some weapons should be prepared for him. As a result, except for the kitchen knife room, there is no sharp weapon in this house.
As for weapons such as guns and cannons, that's a no-brainer.
"Dead House Paradise, Dead House Paradise... Since this level is called Dead House Paradise, the secret may be hidden in these four words." Wuming was lying on the sofa, reaching out and grabbing an apple from the coffee table, eating and thinking.
.
He knew very well that this level was definitely not easy, but there was a question mark as to where exactly it was difficult.
"No matter what, let's live each day well."
Wuming couldn't figure it out after much thought, so he decided to become a Buddhist.
He first conducted a large investigation inside and outside the house. After making sure that there was enough food, he ran to the room on the second floor to play games. At noon, he ran to the roof of the third floor to observe the surroundings.
But there was actually nothing to observe. The house was surrounded by dense woods. At a glance, he could only see dense trees, and could not see anything further away.
"It's really amazing."
Wuming watched the sun gradually set and couldn't help but mutter.
This place is perfect for social anxiety.
Although he is not a social phobia, nor is he a real dead house, he understands that mentality very well. If he were to live here as a dead house, he would probably be happy to live here forever.
"Could it be that... in this level, it's a matter of who can live longer?"
Suddenly, an idea came to Wuming's mind. If it were a test set by other strong men, he would definitely not be so suspicious, but the test in the Lost Gate was from the Lord of the Forest...
The other party will most likely not play their cards right!
Wuming actually thought this idea was ridiculous, so he thought to himself: "Forget it, no matter what this level of test is, I will do what I can do, and let the rest be as it happens!"
In the next few days, he lived according to his usual habits.
It's time to sleep, it's time to play.
Not to mention, there are a lot of entertainment equipment in this house, and he can play for a long time without getting tired of it.
In just a few days, he gained five pounds, so he started to exercise again and continued to eat, drink and have fun while ensuring his health.
"100,101,102..."
On the floating island, Wang Zong was doing sit-ups. He exercised his body with discipline. Except for necessary rest and eating, he spent all the rest of the time exercising.
"This level is definitely not easy. You must strengthen yourself as soon as possible before danger comes."
Wang Zong looked at the sky in the distance, constantly thinking about what he should do in this level.
First of all, he must have a strong body, but there is something wrong with his body. If he does not exercise, he will gain weight if he eats. Although he can lose weight through exercise, the progress is very slow. He even suspects that his exercise is of no use at all.
In addition, there are no weapons in the house. Although he does not like to use weapons, he will not reject the use of weapons when his strength is insufficient.
He is already considering cutting down the trees on the floating island and making them into spears.
Fortunately, this house has a lot of iron tools and a stove that can light a fire. He can completely refine weapons by himself, but it is a waste of time to do so.
He did not plan to refine weapons immediately before determining where the danger came from.
After all, the choice between refining a knife or a sword can only be made after the danger is clear.
In addition, he is also preparing to use a quilt to make a simple parachute. If the house cannot be defended, he can parachute out to avoid being trapped and die in the house.
"Wu Ming, I will definitely win this time!" Wang Zong gritted his teeth and continued to do push-ups, thinking fiercely in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed...
Wuming wakes up regularly every day, eats, drinks, exercises, plays and sleeps.
He didn't think too much about complicated things, but was particularly relaxed. Time seemed to have frozen on him, without leaving too many traces on him.
"What should we play today?"
Wuming held the rice bowl and thought while eating.
Right.
Why am I in this house?
What's outside the house?
Wuming was thinking about it, and suddenly two questions came to his mind, but then he threw the questions behind him, why did he think so much?
"By the way, there is another game that I haven't finished yet. I'm going to play that game today!" Wuming finished playing and made a decision immediately.
Floating islands.
Wang Zong sat cross-legged on the grass and meditated. He found that this place was particularly mentally draining. Once he relaxed, he would easily lose some important memories.
This is terrible.
He must remember his goal at this level, and he will never lose to Wuming again.