Time flies, the sun and the moon pass by, and a month passes quickly.

Under the power of a certain otaku, the members of Team 25 grew up quickly, and their combat power has increased a few points compared to a month ago.[]

Looking at the twenty-five teams carrying weights on the playground for basic running training, Ma Xingkong nodded with satisfaction.

He took out a piece of high-energy food and two spirit-gathering pills and threw them into his mouth. After Ma Xingkong had done his best to chew them, he swallowed them.

Without even disgusting the ground was unclean, he sat down cross-legged and began his practice in a posture of facing the sky.

Under the control of his powerful willpower and mental power, internal force flowed out from the lower dantian like a trickle. The invisible and intangible force passed through Yongquan, Taixi, Perineum, Tanzhong, Niwan Palace, and along the way, collecting the energy in the body's qi and blood, and finally refining the energy full of life-active energy one by one, forming a more vital internal force into the lower dantian.

One cycle is a cycle. After the internal force circulates for nine cycles, Ma Xingkong opened his eyes.

"This spirit gathering pill is only suitable for the first-level peak. It can barely work in the first stage of the second stage, but for me now there is no auxiliary effect."

Ma Xingkong frowned. It had been a month since the last battle between the No. 14 Base City, and his cultivation level had only reached the level of two percent of the data ability estimates in the middle of the second stage.

In other words, under the dual effects of high-energy food and gravity assistance, it took him a month to increase the amount of internal energy by less than 1%. Moreover, this is because the cultivation speed has increased after a hundred years of dreams. Otherwise, his cultivation progress would probably be slower.

"If you continue practicing like this, it will take more than ten years to reach the second-level high, not to mention the third-level. Wolf King..." A sharp light flashed in Ma Xingkong's eyes.

"Pills are the key! With my current alchemy technique, I can at most refine pills suitable for first-level peak evolutionists. It is difficult and difficult to make progress in alchemy skills in the short term. There is not enough funds, unless I am willing to sell those five second-level energy crystals."

As of November 3, Ma Xingkong had killed five second-level mutant beasts! - Shura, Shadow, Tank, Four-winged Purple Wolf, Hell Three-Headed Dog.

Except for the shadow's energy crystals being absorbed by the thousand-year-old black lotus and the tank's energy crystals being given to people, any other five energy crystals that can easily be taken out is enough to make the world jealous.

But in the dark, Ma Xingkong felt that the value of these energy crystals was not that simple, and he took it out for money to simply kill the chicken to get eggs. Although he was not a wise man, he was unwilling to do such stupid things.

"Then, the key to breakthrough is to fantasy!"

A sharp light flashed in his eyes. Ma Xingkong calculated the time, and it was time to start the fantasy time that Zhao Linger predicted last time.

At this time, the pager placed on the ground suddenly rang. Ma Xingkong took it and saw that it was Wang Qian’s personal number.

"Face paralysis, is it going to be opened in fantasy?"

"This time the reaction was very fast, the peak of the mortal level of intelligence."

"If you don't learn from Colonel Chu, will you die?"

“…”

"Stop being nonsense! Readers will beat us up if they are nonsense! Actually, what I want to ask is, where did you get the news of the fantasy?"

Ma Xingkong changed the topic and said: "The fantasy-like obviously supernatural, extraordinary, and completely illogical aspects are not something that existing technology can detect at all, right? Don't tell me that military technology is generally ahead of the people for decades, and even if it is ahead for hundreds of years, it is useless! That is not a thing at the same level at all!"

"I thought you, a guy with muscle in your head, wouldn't ask such a skilled question until the end of this book. It seems that I underestimated you..." On the other end of the pager, Wang Gan pushed the frame on his face with his hand and said: "When you fantasized about the beginning and end of the task on the technological side last time, what did you say about that mechanical synthesizer?"

"The 21st opening and ending of the fantasy thirty-five?"

"Your memory is clear, but I'm not talking about this."

"Damn! If you slap a little longer, I will beat you into a small cake with one punch!"

“…The key lies in the four words ‘trial mission’.”

"Trial?"

"Yes, if you complete three tasks in a row and pass the trial, you will automatically become a 'fantasy voter'. The 'voting' has the right to predict the next fantasy opening time and more redemption items in advance, but correspondingly, you must participate at least once every two tasks, otherwise... will be erased."

"So that's it... Then, the news about our No. 2 base city was actually brought from you and Wang Kun?"

As an otaku who has been sucking water and verbal wars all year round, it has almost become an instinct for Ma Xingkong to analyze known data and draw conclusions he thinks are correct.

In his opinion, the so-called "fantasy voter" refers to Wang Gan and Wang Kun.

In terms of cultivation speed, it is normal for Zhao Linger and Di Lin to become the first-level peak. After all, in terms of single qualifications, they are definitely the top group of human beings. However, the qualifications of Wang Gan and Wang Kun can only be considered middle-level and upper-level. Although they are much stronger than their own miscellaneous spirit roots, it is impossible to reach the first-level peak in a short time.

What's even more outrageous is that these two guys are allergic to the pills refined by humans! The magic pill for ordinary people has become a poison to hone their willpower for Wang Gan and Wang Kun. With their middle and superior resources and the conditions for being unable to take pills, it is already considered extremely hard and hard to be able to reach the first-level low-level perfection like ordinary people in a short period of time.

First-level peak? Don’t even think about it!

Then the truth is about to come out. What else can be done except for the inexplicable and omnipotent fantasy?

Wang Gan and Wang Kun have survived many missions to the fantasy. Since they have not died, they may have become the "fantasy voters".

"A mortal who shows off his thin brain... How much do you know about the number and types of fantasy lands? Do you know that if you don't have sufficient information, add your own subjective conjectures and inferences, it's a lot of mistakes!"

"Am I wrong?"

"It's not wrong to stay at home. What's wrong is that you didn't think about using the rights in your hands to learn more information resources. If you know that you can now be divided into the technology side and the mysterious side, you probably won't be so sure, right?"

"I know! Master Wang! You are much more talkative than Colonel Chu!"

"Hmph... I completed three fantasy tasks in a row, and after the permission value reaches three, I will automatically become a fantasy voter. But after that, I will be locked on that side and cannot enter the fantasy area on the other side. Take me for example. As a second-level voter on the technology side, I cannot enter the mysterious fantasy area this time, as a normal rule,"

"I remember Ling'er said last month that there will be a mysterious fantasy opening in the past few days. Could she be a voter in the mysterious fantasy?"

"I finally got it right."

"...This is not right! How did she enter the fantasy land on the technology side last time? And with her talent and the assistance of the fantasy land, how could it be that it is not the second level now?"

"After you become a voter, you will have the right to exchange for the 'smuggling volume' in any fantasy land. After you exchange it with 500 reward points, you can enter other fantasy lands in the next mission." On the other side of the pager, Wang Gan seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the glasses that appeared on his face, and pushed again: "As for the strength issue, do you really think that fantasy tasks are so easy to do? It's already good that Ling'er can survive four missions and not be erased! The survival rate is 30%, which is filled out with human lives."

"I think Ling'er's pursuit of strength doesn't seem to be so strong?"

"A year ago, General Zhao Nuwa went to Japan to do a mission. After returning, he was infected with a strange poison and fell into a coma. Almost the pharmacists in China were helpless."

"Understood."

This kind of thing is easy to make up for, and Ma Xingkong instantly understands the causes and consequences.

The poison that China cannot remove is probably circulated from that fantasy.

In order to save the lives of her relatives, a girl is willing to fight for her life with a fantasy of having a high mortality rate. Not to mention whether it is worth it or not, this behavior alone is worthy of admiration.

"This time, you and Zhao Ling'er are the only ones who go to the mysterious fantasy land."

"Where is the time?"

"Idiot, ask yourself."

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tt, I really can't describe the dialogue! I originally wanted to use dialogue to lead to the settings and plot, but I didn't expect that the content of the three chapters would shrink into one chapter, and it felt so abrupt, a bit thankless...

This chapter took two and a half hours. How about the siblings counting the votes?
Chapter completed!