In the cabin.

Jiang Chao had a headache again in the past few days. He lay in the cockpit for two days without moving or eating much.

When he had a headache, Jiang Chao snuggled in the blanket and groaned, without saying a word.

The screen automatically opened, and the Paper Fairy appeared in the light.

I watched it for a while, then the screen went off.

But after a while it turned on again, and I stared at the blanket again, as if I really wanted to lift it off and look inside.

Wang Shu: "Are you going to die?"

A voice came from under the blanket: "Can you say something nice?"

Wang Shu: "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

Jiang Chao: "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and everyone is going to die. How can you think that everyone like you can live forever as long as they have electricity!"

Wang Shu: "I will dig out your brain, freeze it and put it in a jar. Then when the conditions are ripe, I will make your body and resurrect it."

"Or instead of being resurrected, find a way to connect your mind to the virtual world so that you can always live in a jar."

"Then……"

Jiang Chao: "Then?"

Wang Shu: "Then listen to my weather forecast 24 hours a day."

It's already terrifying to become a brain in a vat, but to be subjected to this kind of torture is roughly called weather forecast hell, which is comparable to blackout hell.

I don't know whether he was angry or laughing, but there were a few snorts coming from the blanket.

But Wang Shu thinks.

Even if he laughs in anger, the face-paralyzed Immortal Lord under the quilt probably won't be able to laugh.

Perhaps after hearing this fate and not wanting to be put in a jar, Jiang Chao quickly recovered.

After getting up and taking a shower, Jiang Chao suddenly remembered.

"The Grain Rain Festival is here."

Jiang Chao counted the days and it was almost time for the magic witch to set off.

Although he recovered, Jiang Chao quickly lay back in the cockpit.

Relying on the "new technology" created by Wangshu, Jiang Chao can now view the prosperous world of the human world without leaving home, and can watch the peonies blooming by the lakeside while lying in bed.

Wang Shu: "What's the difference between your appearance and the brain in the vat?"

Jiang Chao: "I am lazy, but not crazy."

After saying that, Jiang Chao put the mask on his face.

Densely packed silver threads came out and were coiled behind the head. When the mask was fixed, it also turned into a silver crown for binding hair.

After everything was in place, he lay down comfortably.

"Where is the witch?"

"Deer City?"

"Are the peonies blooming?"

"Is there another story?"

As Jiang Chao thought about these things, the scene in front of him turned into darkness from the cabin.

Then the melody of notes danced in my ears, and a strange aroma came from my nose.

But when the new scene unfolded, what came into view was not Lucheng and the human world, but the sky beyond.

"Um?"

——

And the other side.

The wizard in the bamboo building was also a little nervous and depressed, wandering around in the small building.

"Lucheng, what should I do if I go to Lucheng?"

"How should I deal with people in front of others? What does it mean to look good?"

"How can I play the role of Yun Zhongjun and a human god and immortal saint well?"

The wizard had so many thoughts that he didn't know where to start.

Suddenly she remembered the feeling she had when she put on the God's Mask last time. At a certain moment while flying in the sky, she felt particularly relaxed.

"My mind wanders far away, forgetting both things and myself."

"Isn't that what gods are like?"

The wizard took a breath and looked at himself in the mirror.

Then he put on the mask and leaned on the bamboo chair.

In the mountains and forests.

A mandrill was tired from running around and rested against a big tree on the hillside.

The goggles on the black helmet looked up at the sky, tracking and projecting a "flying bird" in the sky.

And under the sea of ​​clouds.

A drone is hovering in the sky, passing over the vast land, taking in everything.

Just like that, the picture zoomed in through the lens and entered the drone's lens.

The footage from the drone was transmitted to the base station carried by Mandrill Ghost No. 1 lying under the trees in the forest.

Then, it was transmitted to the shaman lying in the bamboo building.

Finally, the fourth hand picture was transmitted to Jiang Chao lying in the control cabin of the space station.

"Um?"

Jiang Chao originally wanted to see where the magic witch was, whether he was already in Lucheng, whether that city had bustling markets and culture, antique pavilions, and whether the peonies by the lake were gorgeous and fragrant.

However, what he saw when he put on the mask was a drone flying in the sky.

Jiang Chao took off his mask and looked at it, wondering if the mask was broken. It was obviously connected to the witch side, but why was the transmission coming back to the other side?

Soon, he finally understood something.

Jiang Chao didn't want to move, so he lay down and wanted to let the wizard move on his behalf.

The sorcerer didn't move either. He lay there with his soul out of his body and let the mandrill move.

The mandrill was also tired and lay down in the woods to rest, monitoring the drones flying in the sky.

This was passed down layer by layer and turned into the scene he saw before.

"How is this possible?"

If no one is moving, shouldn't we have to make him move?

Then Jiang Chao put on the mask again and spoke.

"Temporarily suspend the permission of Tianshen Xiang to connect to the drone, and cut off the signal connection between Tianshen Xiang and Guishen No. 1 base station. After that, all external links must pass the review and have reasonable use requirements before they can be passed."

Say it in one sentence.

Then, the wandering magic witch disconnected from the Internet.

The anxious mood of the divine witch had just been relieved by her wandering in the sky. She was flying leisurely under the sea of ​​clouds. She also thought that it would be great if she could bring her piano up. She would definitely play a song in the sky.

But before she could fly very far, a gust of wind blew in the blink of an eye. She felt her body sink and she fell from the sky.

Caught off guard, the wizard let out a cry of surprise.

"ah!"

Her "soul" continued to fall through the clouds, and suddenly fell back into her body.

"What's going on?"

Still in shock, he raised his head and saw an ethereal figure like clouds and mist walking out from behind, and then solidified into reality.

The "god king" walked out little by little and sat opposite the sorcerer.

The wizard stood up quickly and saluted Yun Zhongjun.

"Master Shen, you are finally here."

In recent days, she had not responded to her requests to see Mr. Yun Zhong. She had not seen any ghosts or gods guiding her up the mountain with a lantern, nor had the plank road leading to the secluded cliff that sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared appeared.

In fact, part of the anxiety in my heart comes from here.

Yun Zhongjun looked at the witch for a while, and when the witch was at a loss, he finally spoke.

"In the future, don't use the method of detaching the soul from the body easily. Mortal souls can't leave the body easily, let alone indulge in it."
To be continued...