1759 Death 1

My head hurts!

It hurts so much!

It seems like my brain has exploded...

When Raymond woke up, he felt like he wanted to rip off his head and throw it away.

His vision was blurry, but his body seemed to be in some kind of irregular vibration, as if he was thrown on a rough sea ship after a hangover. The strong feeling of vomiting made him have to try to get up.

But as soon as Raymond sat up, the originally dark environment gradually became brighter, and soft music sounded around him, causing him to turn his face involuntarily.

A small room of less than five square meters, with a height that seemed to be only two meters, gave it an oppressive and suffocating feeling.

In addition to the small bed under him, there is a chair, a small table, and a shower room in the corner not far away.

The light source seemed to be emitted from the inside of the wall. It was very soft at first, but soon became bright and dazzling, and the shower room seemed to start to heat up, because water mist was rapidly forming on the glass inside. .

Raymond stared blankly at the water mist that gradually condensed into water droplets and began to slide down. He also noticed that the temperature around him seemed to be dropping rapidly. Only then did he realize that he was wearing a set of cotton pajamas, lying on the bed. Stack a full set of clean clothes on your feet, inside and out.

The headache was gradually easing, and Raymond, who was gradually recovering his thinking ability, couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

Because he recalled everything that had happened before, and remembered that a moment ago he was standing on the bow of the giant battleship, with his face raised to face the giant hands that were pressing down from the sky in vain.

But why are you in such a room now?

I want to retrieve the chip, but there is no response!

I tried to open the storage ring, but nothing happened!

I want to release my senses for exploration, but my whole body seems to be imprisoned, and I can't do it at all!

When he wanted to release his shadow points, Raymond also found that even his innate spells could not be used!

There was no reaction from his real body. It was obvious that his strength was currently severely suppressed, or it was restricted by some special method!

Raymond, whose pupils shrank suddenly, jumped down and walked to the small table in one stride. Pull the drawer open.

Nothing!

Wow...

In vain, the sound of water coming from the shower room made Raymond turn his face. The shower room located in the corner automatically started spraying water, and a countdown timer that seemed to be a projection was also displayed on the inner wall and started counting.

Scheduled spray?

countdown?

Increasingly confused, Raymond couldn't help but stare at the vaguely projected numbers in the shower room. Less than two minutes later, the digital projection began to flicker, and then disappeared three seconds later as the water flow stopped.

Boom, boom boom, boom boom boom!

A rapid knock on the door came from behind Raymond. Immediately afterwards there was a clicking sound, and a somewhat thick voice came from outside the door. "White! White! Hurry, today's task is very heavy, don't waste time in there all the time..."

Raymond turned around and saw the door handle being turned, but it was obviously locked from the inside, so it could not be opened from the outside.

where is this place?

How come I'm here?

Raymond, who had doubts in his heart, squatted down and grabbed the legs of the chair. His hands were cold but with the force of his fingers. The chair legs, which seemed to be solid metal, began to deform like plasticine.

The power of the original body is still there, but all the wizard's spells and abilities have been lost.

After judging his current strength, Raymond changed out of his pajamas before opening the door.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man in canvas clothes. Seeing the door open, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. "It's always so slow. It's not easy to survive with your temperament..."

As if he was not prepared to receive a response from Raymond, the middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently and motioned for him to follow him, and began to move along the narrow and cramped passage.

Raymond, who silently followed the middle-aged man walking in the passage, saw the numbered doors on both sides, the red, green, and yellow display lights on the wall, the cables fixed at the top of the passage, and the... The sensor door appears from afar.

"Uncle scolds you for your own good... Now that you're on the ship, don't think you're still in your own home. Do more things and spend less time in a daze. Don't always feel that everyone is targeting you. We are all on this ship, any mistakes will be fatal..."

The middle-aged man walking in front was a little chatty. He also seems to have some problems with his right leg, so he will lose his footing from time to time in a shaky environment and needs to hold on to the wall beside him to regain his balance.

Raymond lowered his head and quietly observed the environment. Listening to the middle-aged man walking in front of him speaking in an admonishing tone, Raymond felt more and more absurd.

Obviously, his current identity is no longer Raymond from the wizard plane, but a trainee maintenance worker named White.

His job is to inspect equipment and tighten parts that often come loose.

After a while, he passed through the narrow passage and entered a room that looked like a giant equipment made of various gears. The middle-aged man pointed at the many tools placed on the cart and explained. "White, your task today is to check all the fasteners of the No. 3 host. You should still handle them according to the previous standards. Remember to notify me when you are done..."

There was a bang.

The heavy hatch was closed from the outside.

Raymond, who breathed a sigh of relief, came to the cart and checked the tools on it.

Cross-head and flat-head screwdrivers, various specifications of internal four-corner and hexagonal wrenches, single-head and double-head plum wrenches, small hammers and sledgehammers of various lengths...

There were hundreds of tools, each of which was wiped clean. There were also auxiliary materials such as wiping cloth and lubricating oil on the lower layer of the cart.

Raymond, who had no idea what the "standard" mentioned by the middle-aged man was, and was not prepared to start working according to his instructions before leaving, picked up a screwdriver and walked towards the giant equipment.

Gears, chains, transmission rods of various lengths and a huge main shaft constituted the entire equipment.

The equipment that was still operating normally made a rumbling sound, and after approaching, strong vibrations could be felt. Obviously, the vibrations felt in the passage before should have come from these equipment.

The room is no more than 50 meters long and wide, and only about 8 meters high. The main axis at the center is the power source that drives all the gears inside.

Three triangular ladders of different heights with pulleys at the bottom seem to be used for climbing.

There is no problem with the whole room. Of course, given the current situation where perception cannot be released, Raymond also understands that even if there is some kind of surveillance, he cannot detect it.

Raymond, who only has the power of the main body, thought about it and suddenly stabbed the screwdriver in his hand into his left arm!

Puff...

The cross-head screwdriver was forcibly broken when it pierced through the clothes and touched his skin.

I thought that if there was no problem with the previous memory, then why is the power and defense ability of the main body still in the original state, but all other abilities have been lost?

If the giant hands that appeared in the air before are determined to be the attack of the Sith Saint, then does it mean that the environment he is in now is the illusion released by it?

However, in terms of the realm he has reached, if he wants to make such a real illusion affect him, then the caster's level must be close to the ancestor to have a certain possibility. Could it be that the previous speculation about the Sith tribe's "Holy Lord" was wrong, and the Holy Lord is really a powerful existence close to the ancestor?

If this is really the case, then the possibility of escaping is really very small.

The special illusion formed by the ability close to the ancestor can basically make people fall into it and unable to escape, and they may be immersed in this illusion until they die!

Just when he thought of this, the main shaft in front of him made a strange sound, and its speed increased as if it was out of control. A ball of white light appeared in front of him with a creaking sound... (To be continued ~^~)