Because of work, Tong Ran has been to New York more than once, and naturally also visited Times Square.

And everything he saw before him was exactly the same as in his memory.

He carefully observed the passers-by on the road. From their hair to their skin, they were no different from him.

Not only that, their expressions were also rich and vivid - the brown-haired girl passing in front of him was holding a cup of Coke and looking at an advertising screen in a daze; the black young man on the roadside was riding a bright yellow bicycle and laughingly

The tennis ball in his hand was thrown to his friend; two Asians stood diagonally in front of the office building, wearing well-tailored suits and skirts, looking exquisite from head to toe; the child ran into his lap, with a childish voice.

With a distinct Spanish accent.

"App, are these people really just data?" Tong Ran felt a sense of awe sincerely.

"Virtual scenes are not composed of data. The specific principles far exceed the technology of the host's plane. The host can regard them as a kind of energy body."

"Energy bodies? Do they have life?"

"They have the appearance of being alive, and they also have emotions, personality and thinking ability, but they are not living entities. Everything in the virtual scene is simulated from the real environment. Even if it is a mouse, the host can find the corresponding body in reality.

Therefore, the 'audience' here is enough to give effective feedback to the host, so please do your best, host."

Tong Ran looked around and suddenly felt that she had made a fortune.

With only ten points, you can take a trip on the go. It feels like you have opened the map coordinates in an online game. With just one click, you can travel anywhere in the world.

Wait, isn't the environment he's in now just like those 100% realistic holographic games in novels? And he himself is the only player in the game, and he has to use magic to defeat each NPC.

Just as he was sighing, Tong Ran suddenly heard a quick "Be careful". He subconsciously turned his head and saw a tennis ball hitting him in the face.

"Bang——"

Tong Ran catches the ball with quick eyes and hands, like a professional catcher.

He looked towards where the tennis ball came from and saw the black young man riding a bicycle whistling at him, "Sorry, buddy, please throw the ball back!"

Okay, it’s up to you!

Tong Ran set her goal and walked straight to the black young man. Then she looked at his friends and asked, "Are you free?"

The black young man grinned: "What?"

"Are you interested in playing a game?"

"what game?"

"This game comes from a secret technique in my hometown. You can think of it as witchcraft." Tongran thought quickly, but she looked relaxed and relaxed. "Perhaps you have encountered such a situation, and you want to find something.

But you can't find it, and when you try to give up, it will suddenly appear in front of you."

The black young man nodded repeatedly: "Yes! I often encounter such things."

My friend Germain also echoed: "I met it a few days ago. I thought I lost my racket, but when I bought a new racket, I found that the old racket was in the storage room, but I searched for it for several days.

None found!"

Tong Ran made nonsense, "In my hometown, wizards can summon lost objects through divination, because when you are in contact with an object for a long time, energy entanglement will occur between you, and human thoughts can sense this.

Entanglement, as long as the intention is strong enough, the thing that belongs to you will naturally come back to you."

Both the black youth and Germaine looked suspicious: "Are you kidding?"

"If you don't believe it, we can do an experiment." Tong Ran asked, "Which of you brought coins? By the way, let me explain first that this experiment may fail, so it is best to have a smaller face value to avoid not being able to get it back.

"

The young black man glanced at him suspiciously, lowered his head, took out his wallet, and found a five-cent coin.

Tong Ran took the coin and held it on her fingertips, "Look at it carefully, don't relax, don't blink... I want to give it to your friend."

Following his guidance, the coin was gently placed in the center of Germain's palm.

Tong Ran curled Germain's five fingers into a fist, leaving a little space in the middle, "I need you to hold your fist tightly like this, and then count from 1 to 10, do you understand?"

Germaine: "Understood."

"Very good, let's get started."

Tong Ran stepped aside, and Germain's clear counting sound sounded in her ears. When the other party finally counted to 10, he suddenly asked: "Now, do you feel that the coins in your hand are getting hot?"

Germain was stunned for a moment, then slowly his eyes widened: "Yes!"

The black young man asked doubtfully: "Jermain, do you really feel it?"

Germain was not happy to be questioned. He didn't even wait for Tong Ran's instructions and directly spread his hands: "Really! If you don't believe me, just try it -"

He suddenly lost his voice and his expression looked like he had seen a ghost!

There is only a circle of burnt black marks left between the interlaced palm prints. What coins are there?

“Where are the coins???”

Germaine has a black question mark face, a real black question mark face.

He could still feel the presence of the coin a second ago, but his palms were feeling warm now. Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

Quicksilver isn’t that fast either!!!

"Have you forgotten our experiment?" Tong Ran put her hands in her trouser pockets and asked calmly.

"What?"

"I just said that as long as your intention is strong enough, what belongs to you will come back to you, but this coin does not belong to you."

Germaine shook his head and looked at his friend.

The young black man was also stunned by the scene just now. He finally came to his senses and spread his hands to show his innocence, "I didn't!"

Tong Ran said calmly: "Maybe your thoughts are not strong enough, you need to concentrate more."

The young black man really didn't know how to sense it, so he tried to put on a constipated face, but still couldn't sense anything.

"Tsk," Tong Ran's eyes were filled with the word "unsatisfactory", "Forget it, let me help you. Do you have any jewelry such as a necklace or watch?"

Black youth: “What to do?”

Tong Ran: "I have to help you hypnotize you first."

The young black man was about to take off the watch. Suddenly, his eyes caught a bright silver point - under the buckle, only a small part of the metal was exposed, shining brightly, which was the missing coin!

"..."

“what the fuck?!!!”

The two went crazy on the spot, and when the high-pitched roar of the ghosts subsided, they discovered that the Eastern boy had disappeared.

Germain slowly remembered something and his expression changed slightly: "Wait! He hasn't returned the ball to me yet! He took my ball away!"

The young black man asked in confusion: "Isn't the ball in your hand?"

Germaine lowered his head in confusion, holding a tennis ball in his right hand.

On the other side of the long street, Tong Ran was communicating with the app in his mind.

"Am I successful?"

The app did not answer directly, but asked: "Host, you stole the coin before the target made a fist. Why can he still feel that the palm of his hand is hot?"

Tong Ran chuckled: "Clench your fist so tightly that everyone will feel hot after a long time."

Magic is not witchcraft. All impossible things have traces, but the " traces " are invisible to ordinary people.

"Congratulations to the host for unlocking the first n-level magic. You will be rewarded with a magic prop. Please check the host's email."

Tong Ran suddenly felt happy - is there such a good thing?

"Can I get props as a reward for every magic trick I learn?"

"Please host, please don't be too crazy."

"Then how can I get the reward? Learn another level of magic?"

"Please host to explore on your own."

"..."

Although he was a little regretful that he could not extract the key information, it did not affect Tong Ran's good mood. He opened the mailbox at a familiar place.

After reading the instructions for the props, Tong Ran had a rather strange expression. After a while, he chuckled and said, "Little P, this time you are really a help in times of need."

That night, Tong Ran did not waste the one-hour usage rights and found several audiences to perform magic tricks in the virtual scene, and most of them responded well.

So the next day, he got up early excitedly and went to a nearby vegetable market to prepare to perform magic tricks for a real audience.

The reason why he chose the vegetable market was that he thought that most of the people who came to the vegetable market in the morning would be free and less likely to reject him.

But reality gave him a head-on blow.

The first audience Tongran chose was a kind-hearted old man. When he asked the other person if he would like to play a game with him, he was immediately attacked by the old man: "You kids have known how to play games all day long.

Can I get into a good university? If I don’t study hard, what will I do when I grow up?”

"Isn't it?" The vegetable stall owner on the side immediately agreed, "That brat of mine is also a playful person. I have created such good conditions for him by getting up early and staying late every day. He doesn't know how to cherish them at all. If he can't find a job in the future, he will just do it.

Can you come with me to sell vegetables?"
To be continued...