"It's already five steps, and there are two more steps, and the curse will take effect. Even if Zhao Jianxiao enters the spiritual fortress of others, he may not be able to kill the red clothes..."

Chen Hu stood in the conference room, facing many colleagues, sighed and said, "If possible, I hope he would give priority to saving Lin Fan. After all, he is the spirit controler..."

Sun Teng stood up and frowned: "If he enters the fortress of the soul, he can save people. Zhao Jianxiao can only break through ten soul fortresses in a day. Including the next two days, there are thirty in total, which means that he can only save thirty people."

"Hundreds of thousands of people pick thirty people. Do you know what this means..."

"I know!"

Although Chen Hu had some sadness on his face, his attitude was firm: "Every time he decided to save a person, there was a possibility that he would lose his survival..."

"But the value of the Spirit Controller lies in his ability to save more people!"

At this time, Zhang Pei also stood up and said in a serious tone: "The preciousness of the spirit controler is self-evident. I agree to give priority to saving Lin Fan, as for the others..."

He didn't continue to say that any selection criteria was too cruel for those who didn't choose.

Chen Hu glanced at Professor Bai who was projecting over to listen to him. Seeing that he had no reaction, he continued:

"Everyone, we have priority to save the spirit masters. This does not require discussion. Now, we should discuss in advance whether we need to determine a rescue list?"

“Save List…”

"This is really cruel..."

"Confirming this list means that for the remaining 100,000 people, their death penalty is declared!"

In the conference room, other analysts were talking nonsense, everyone was nervous and did not dare to easily say any screening criteria.

One minute later, there was still no unified opinion in the entire conference room.

Chen Hu sighed, clapped his hands twice, attracting everyone's gaze, and then said:

"Save this question first, wait until Mr. Zhao comes out and confirm the situation inside!"

The decision to sentence 100,000 people to death was too difficult. Although they had to handle these plans in advance according to the process, now, they can only delay for another day.

...

...

The world of mind.

"You mean, this is the spiritual world?"

Lin Fan looked at the bald birdman flapping his wings opposite him, feeling a little confused.

Isn't it my own dream?

Zhao Jian laughed as hard as possible to prevent himself from looking at the red clothes behind Lin Fan, and said with a stiff face:

"Do you think you're dreaming?"

"Strictly speaking, you are dreaming. The place where you dream on weekdays is your own room. However, ordinary people cannot wake up at all, or they cannot wake up to the fortress of the soul!"

He pointed to the buildings scattered in the air and said, "These buildings are the spiritual fortresses of others. There is a person in each gate. Like you, they were cursed and kidnapped here..."

"In normal times, your spiritual fortresses are drifting on the sea..."

Lin Fan nodded, he believed it a little. He was not dreaming, and the man in front of him was really a spirit controler.

He said, "So, are these people just like me, all of them being followed by Qi Yueting?"

Although the building was in mid-air, he still saw the giant castle on the island below that exuded a terrifying atmosphere, and the red lines connecting many other buildings extending from the castle.

Zhao Jian nodded with a smile, then curiously asked, "How did you come out of the room?"

It is difficult for normal ordinary people, even spirit controlers, to wake up in the fortress of their minds.

And this time, they were able to wake up in the spiritual castle because of the red curse.

But according to common sense, he should be cursed and unable to move.

Lin Fan smiled on his face: "Uncle, do you know the wise man mode?"

"Know!"

Zhao Jian nodded with a smile, and said in confusion: "Does this have anything to do with your coming out?"

"certainly!"

Lin Fan smiled brightly and said, "I have understood the Wise Model and then I can move in the room!"

"ah?"

Zhao Jian smiled at a daze, was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "There are many analysts who know how to use the wise man mode, and it seems that they have this ability..."

"Uncle, since you are here to save me, please take action and let me leave here!"

Lin Fan shouted out, and was forced to enter for six hours. He was a little unhappy. It would be better to leave. Although he did not have much safety problems here, he had to pay half of his spiritual energy to Qi Yueting every day.

Zhao Jian nodded with a smile, pointed to a building floating not far from him, and said, "You jump over there, I'll try to help you with the red clothes!"

He quickly summoned the great sword, held it in his hand, flapped his wings, and flew to Lin Fan's spiritual fortress.

"good!"

Lin Fan responded, and glanced at the roof of a building not far below, took two steps back, and a run-up, and jumped over.

After jumping to the top of the building, he quickly got up and looked back.

In the room, Qi Yueting stood in place as always, facing his bed.

He thought of the previous experiment in the room and shouted: "Uncle, Qi Yueting has no entity, it seems that she can't touch her..."

Qi Yueting?

Zhao Jianxiao was stunned at first, and soon realized that he was talking about the red clothes.

He didn't care about Lin Fan's name and his face was a little solemn.

If you can't touch it, it means that the red clothes are like the red line, and he is likely to be helpless.

However, he still planned to try it out, flaunting his wings, and quickly flew to the door of the room where Lin Fan belonged. While stepping in, he slashed with a sword.

"boom!"

As he thought in his heart, the sword was not cut firmly, and passed through the red-clothed body and smashed on the ground of the room.

"ah!"

At this time, Lin Fan suddenly hugged his head and screamed.

At the same time, Zhao Jianxiao felt a powerful repulsive force coming from the room.

"Swish!"

In an instant, his body was bounced out by the repulsive force in the room.

With a "bang!", Lin Fan's spiritual fortress gate was closed instantly.

Seeing this, Zhao Jianxiao quickly flew to Lin Fan, stretched out a hand, slowly placed it on his brain, and passed on a pure spiritual energy.

"Buzz!"

In just one second, Lin Fan's face slowly unfolded from the painful hideousness and gradually returned to its original state.

"What's going on?!"

Lin Fan asked with a trace of tears on his face and gasped.

Just now, he felt like his brain was cut and the pain was unbearable.

"Sorry, the fortress of the soul, strictly speaking, is related to your spirit. I just failed and didn't cut the red clothes, but fell to the ground..."

Zhao Jian said as he smiled, his body began to fade, which showed that his spiritual energy was not enough to maintain his stay in the spiritual world.

He said in a short story: "Don't run around, wait for the time to end, I'll come to you tomorrow..."
Chapter completed!