Chapter 578 Hope and Despair

"I will always find a chance to go back!" Under the eternal warm sunshine of the Despair Wasteland, a middle-aged man said with gritted teeth and pointed to the sky.

As one of the hundreds of spies left by the Human Federation to lurk on Earth, trying to obtain information about the White Land, he pretended to be an ordinary person for several years, but his identity was exposed due to the betrayal of a traitor.

After rejecting the request to confess, his consciousness was transferred to this virtual wasteland, his body was placed in a life-support capsule, and the wasteland became his cell.

In the wasteland of despair, you will be tired, hungry, and in pain, but you will not die.

In this land of nothing, the imprisoned can do anything, but loneliness is the eternal theme, and they cannot hear any human voice.

"What's worth holding on to now?" The system typed a line of text.

The White Earth is actually quite tolerant towards these people. As long as they confess everything they know and choose to stay here, everything in the past will be wiped out. They can also gain full civil rights and stay there and become ordinary people.

"free!"

"Does it make sense?" Another line of cold words, "Live freely in hell."

"That was a normal world, this is hell!" The slight thirst and hunger did not move the man. Perhaps he has fully adapted to the kind of faint thirst that he can't get rid of all day long in a desperate world. Feelings and hunger.

"..." The system did not respond again.

"I will persist until the day hell breaks loose!" the middle-aged man shouted, and then he started writing on the ground again.

The days in the Despair Wasteland were really boring, with only the eternal sun shining in the sky, no books, no newspapers, no Internet, and no people. All sources of information were cut off.

But in the virtual world, people don't have to make any efforts to survive, so it is very easy to fall into a state of boredom.

In order to fight against the boredom in his heart, he had to rely on his only memory to try to create something.

Paintings on clay, poetry on clay, prose on clay, clay...

"Chapter 578..."

There is nothing to do in the desert, but it is a virtual world. There will be no problem if you don't eat or drink, and you can't die even if you want to. In order to persevere and not be defeated by boredom, the middle-aged man writes in his mind all the way. in the story.

Using stone as a pen and the ground as paper, I carved with difficulty one stroke after another.

"How far can a person go for faith?" Bai Mo glanced at the desperate wasteland where the man was.

In fact, he doesn't care about the so-called bit of information of the other party. As long as he is willing to consume psychic energy, he can even trace back all the scenes of the other party from his birth to the present with the help of Skynet. There is no way for an ordinary person to confess or not.

It's just that Bai Mo is particularly interested in will, because he knows that to overwhelm Dao Hua, a strong will is absolutely essential, so he lets this stubborn guy go.

"If you don't give up after two thousand chapters, I'll give you a fortune." Looking at the prisoner who was immersed in carving, Bai Mo recalled that many years ago, he was still an ordinary person who read every day, looking at the late author. , I just want to lock it up and force it to update.

The time flow rate in the Despair Wasteland is three to one compared to the outside world. Ten years of slumber in the outside world is equivalent to thirty years in the wasteland.

There are hundreds of federal spies imprisoned in the Despair Wasteland. All of them have received special anti-interrogation training. It is difficult for them to let go due to pure physical pain.

However, the vast majority of this group of people finally collapsed mentally in this painless, never-ending boredom, crying and confessing everything in exchange for the opportunity to leave this hopeless place.

There are only a dozen Iron Warriors left in total like the middle-aged man who has persisted until now.

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"Praise the divine body, praise spiritual energy!" In room 404 of a certain house, Lin Yuedong, who had just woken up from his deep sleep, was spinning happily with the girl in his arms.

"My transformation technique has finally come true!"

The innocent boy who once determined to study the art of transformation and turn his little female cat into a cat lady, after more than ten years of unremitting efforts, became an expert in this direction, and during the ten years of sleeping in the virtual world, Found a mature path.

The spiritual art of transformation involves the joint action of multiple spiritual energy systems all over the body. It is as difficult to develop as some forbidden arts with terrifying output. It took him more than ten years of hard work to develop it. The reason for such little results.

Of course, there is also the factor of cost-effectiveness. Apart from him, few people are still interested in tossing in this boring field. After all, after transforming, not only will the combat effectiveness not be increased, but the output in various aspects will even be greatly reduced.

"Twelve hours." The girl in the arms said as she hugged Lin Yuedong's neck in a rather unskilled and ambiguous gesture.

"What twelve hours?"

"My transformation can only last twelve hours at a time, idiot!"

"How is that possible? My calculations can't be wrong!" After applying through the system, he still looked like a young man with a look of disbelief.

"The spiritual energy in Meow's body is limited, but your model assumes that the spiritual energy is infinite! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" The girl who has always been accustomed to the cat body originally wanted to punch Meow in the face, but she forgot that she had human hands now. Failed.

"Let me be healthy." Lin Yuedong, who was overly excited, accidentally even spoke out the hometown dialect he learned when he was a child, and said everything as "healthy".

He held the cat-turned-human girl and looked up and down, habitually thinking about the shortcomings.

"The cat's ears and tail are normal, but the cat hair on the wrists and ankles needs to be removed..."

"What do you mean by cat ears and a normal tail?" the girl said angrily, "It's not your bad taste!"

"Come on, put on the skirt, don't let the neighbors think I'm a pervert." Lin Yuedong carried the girl who had just transformed from a cat into a human and put her down on the sofa, and then skillfully took out a bag from the dark corner of the closet. Floral dress.

There is also a small slit thoughtfully made in the back waist of the dress to facilitate the placement of the tail.

"This was a popular style more than ten years ago, right? How long have you been planning for today..." As for the word pervert, the girl didn't even bother to complain.

"My dear Chocolate, it's been eighteen years. It took me eighteen years to go from a useless college student who didn't understand anything to the current president of the Monster Transformation Research Association."

"A forty-year-old single uncle who loves cats, steams goose hearts for four years." Chocolate smiled like a flower and gave Lin Yuedong a knowing blow.