I Have A City In An Alternate World

White tents were set up on the green grass.

Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, and a gorgeous sea of spirit herbs.

This natural environment was extremely beautiful, as if it was the immortal world in a dream, causing one to be unable to help but be intoxicated.

The survivors from the game world looked at the surrounding scenery in a daze and were unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

When they clearly felt the warmth of the sun and the breeze with the fragrance of flowers, the survivors finally confirmed that the previous notice was true.

They had really come to a strange world through the teleportation array, and they were about to start a whole new, strange life.

The world in front of him was completely different from his ruined home. It was more beautiful and safe, and it had an intoxicating aura.

Lou Cheng's rich spiritual Qi could make mortals feel the obvious difference. Like a fish that fell into a River without water, every cell in his body was cheering.

When he looked into the distance, he could see that the tents were still being set up as if there was no end.

This meant that the teleportation was still going on, and more survivors were coming.

This patch of grass was extremely large, and at the same time, extremely flat. It was obvious that someone had intentionally tidied it up.

If one observed carefully, they would see that there was a translucent barrier at the end of the grassland.

The transparent barrier was like a bowl, locking the grass and the camp inside. People from the outside couldn't enter, and people inside couldn't leave either.

However, there were no restrictions on their movements. The survivors could walk freely on the vast grassland in front of them.

At the edge of the camp.

Chen Hanbo retracted his gaze and looked at the tent behind him and the items inside. A reminiscing expression appeared on his face.

He used to be a researcher, and his life in the past was very simple. He had never thought that the world would change.

The sudden disaster caused countless people to lose their lives, and their beautiful homes were turned into ruins.

Chen Hanbo's luck wasn't bad, he had managed to survive the calamity, and was lucky enough to enter the survival base.

He had not seen any of his former colleagues or friends since the disaster.

There was a high chance that they would all die in this catastrophe.

Chen Hanbo felt sorrow in his heart, but even more so, he felt helpless. He felt sad for his insignificance.

He also felt that what he had learned before was of no use.

They did their best to research technology and tried to create a prosperous world, but they were instantly destroyed in the face of disaster.

At the moment of life and death, it was the cultivators who turned the tide and saved countless survivors from danger.

At that moment, the thought of cultivating had already appeared in Uncle Chen's mind. It was a pity that he couldn't find an opportunity.

The natives of the game world had no chance of cultivating unless they went to the city of graveyards to activate their bloodline.

The survival base's selection, Chen Hanbo had been forced to participate, he had never thought that he would be selected.

He also did not know what would happen next after passing the selection.

He passed the test in a daze and followed the players to grave city. Then, there was another round of inexplicable tests.

After the test was completed, Chen Hanbo received a new set of clothes with his own serial number.

What happened next made Uncle Chen doubt his life even more. He had actually come from One World to another.

He didn't need to use a spacecraft, nor did he need to go into outer space and experience long and boring interstellar travel.

He only needed to enter the center of the teleportation portal and experience a brief trance before this plane trip was completed.

This series of miraculous encounters had strengthened Chen Hanbo's conviction. He had to become a powerful cultivator.

Only after becoming a cultivator would one have the right to explore the secrets of the transcendent.

Chen Hanbo made up his mind and immediately went to look for the person in charge of the camp, hoping to get some advice.

Within the camp, one could clearly see the light pillar in the sky, showing the position of the person in charge.

Survivors in need could follow the instructions and search.

Chen Hanbo passed through the neatly arranged tents and quickly saw a small square. A black ball was floating above it.

However, if one looked closely, one would find that the ball had many facets, and beams of light were shooting out from these facets.

There were many survivors in the square, and they were all asking questions. Beams of light shone on their faces.

According to Chen Hanbo's guess, this should be some sort of communication system.

As expected, the moment he entered the Plaza, a beam of light shot over and landed on Uncle Chen's face.

The scene in front of him changed. A figure appeared in front of him, asking Chen Hanbo what was the matter.

"I want to become a cultivator."

Uncle Chen Han directly spoke, explaining his intentions.

"Your request is approved, but you will have to wait for a while.

In the next three days, you will continue to be tested until you completely meet the requirements.

After passing the test, you will get the opportunity to improve your aptitude. If you can't awaken your spirit root, you can also plant an artificial spirit vein that can be used for cultivation.

The man-made spiritual vein is a special kind of neural network that can absorb and release the energy of heaven and earth."

After hearing the explanation, Chen Hanbo revealed a look of joy. His dream of cultivation should be able to be successfully realized.

All he had to do now was to wait. Three days later, there would naturally be results.

Three days later.

In the corner of the survivor camp, Chen Hanbo looked at the test results and revealed a disappointed expression.

When they received their breakfast today, every survivor was given a pill and was asked to wait for the results after swallowing it.

After Chen Hanbo swallowed the pill, he did not have any special reaction. This made him feel a trace of fear in his heart.

Becoming a cultivator was what he was looking forward to the most. It was related to his future life plans.

However, looking at the current situation, it seemed that an accident had occurred.

Especially when he saw the abnormal behavior of the survivors in the same tent, who could spit fire from their mouths, his uneasiness became more and more intense.

After waiting for a while, the survivors were tested again to see if they had successfully activated their spiritual roots.

The test results showed that Uncle Chen had not awakened.

There were many lucky ones who had successfully awakened, but there were also many unlucky ones who had not. Uncle Chen was just one of them.

The failure of the bloodline awakening this time did not mean that it would be the same in the future. According to the black ball's explanation, this bloodline awakening could be carried out multiple times.

There was also a weakness. The more times one tried, the lower the chances of awakening.

And the interval between each time had to be one year, otherwise it would cause serious damage to the body.

There was another method, which was to transplant an artificial spirit vein.

However, this kind of transplant method could not guarantee a 100% success rate, and the talent after success could only be considered average.

For those who could not be awakened, it was a pretty good choice.

Chen Hanbo didn't want to wait any longer. He took the initiative to apply for the transplant of the artificial spirit vein so that he could start his own research as soon as possible.

Soon, he received a reply that he was qualified to transplant the artificial Reiki vein, and the transplant operation would start in the afternoon.

After receiving the notification, Uncle Chen quickly adjusted his state of mind and headed to the designated location to wait for the operation to begin.

After about two hours, a strange-looking spaceship slowly landed, and the survivors entered according to the requirements.

Chen Hanbo took off all his clothes and lay quietly on the operating table. Very quickly, he entered a conscious state of anesthesia.

It was a terrible feeling to have a clear meaning, but not be able to move.

A transparent box floated over, and when the bottom of the box opened, a strange human-shaped Meridian slowly descended.

Under Uncle Chen's gaze, the human-shaped Meridian slowly glowed, like a metal net that was being burned red by flames.

At this moment, his body had also undergone a strange change. It was as soft as a pool of mud.

The burning meridians in his body were like hot iron melting into lard, rapidly fusing with Uncle Chen's body.

This process was definitely extremely painful, but Uncle Chen did not feel anything.

This made him a little dissatisfied. If he had a choice, he would rather experience this kind of pain so that he could gain more enlightenment.