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    My head hurts!

    It hurts so much!

    It seems like my brain has exploded

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

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

    Just as Raymond sat up, the originally dark environment gradually became brighter, and soft music also sounded around him, making him turn his face involuntarily.

    A small room of less than five square meters, with a height of only two meters, gave it an oppressive feeling.

    In addition to the small bed under me, 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, whose thinking ability was gradually recovering, couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

    Because he recalled everything that had happened before, he 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 want to open the storage ring.  no response!

    I want to release my senses for exploration, but my whole body seems to be imprisoned.  It's simply impossible!

    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 the real body.  Obviously, his strength is currently being severely suppressed, or it may be restricted by some special method!

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

    Nothing!

    Wow

    The sound of water coming from the shower room in vain made Raymond turn his face. The shower room in the corner automatically started spraying water. There was a countdown timer that seemed to be a projection, and there was also a countdown timer on the inside.  The wall was revealed and the timer started.

    Regular spraying?

    countdown?

    Becoming more and more confused.  Raymond couldn't help but stare at the vaguely visible 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, followed by 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 cannot be unscrewed from the outside.

    where is this place?

    Why did I appear here?

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

    The power of the main body is still there.  But all the magic and abilities belonging to the wizard 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 wearing a canvas suit. He was stunned for a moment when he saw that the door of the room was open.  Then he shook his head.  "It's so slow every time. It's not easy to survive with your temperament"

    It seems that he is not prepared to get a response from Raymond.  The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently and motioned for him to follow, and began to move along the narrow and cramped passage.

    Raymond silently followed the middle-aged man walking in the passage.  I saw numbered doors on both sides, red, green, and yellow display lights on the wall, cables fixed at the top of the passage, and a sensor door that appeared not far away.

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

    The middle-aged man walking in front was a bit talkative, and he seemed to have some problems with his right leg, so he would lose his footing from time to time in a shaky environment and needed to hold on to the wall beside him to regain his balance.

    He 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 an intern maintenance worker named White.

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

    After a while, he passed through the long and 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.

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

    Cross-head and flat-head screwdrivers, square and hexagonal wrenches of various specifications, single- and double-headed torx wrenches, small hammers and hammers of various lengths

    There are hundreds of kinds of tools, and each one has been wiped clean. There are also auxiliary materials such as wipes and lubricants on the lower level of the cart.

    Having no idea what the ¡®standard¡¯ the middle-aged man mentioned before, and not ready to start working according to his instructions before leaving, Raymond casually picked a screwdriver, grabbed it in his hand, and walked towards the giant equipment.

    Gears, chains, transmission rods of various lengths and a huge spindle make up the entire equipment.

    The equipment that was still operating normally was making rumbling sounds, and strong vibrations could be felt after getting closer. Obviously, the vibrations felt in the channel before should have originated from these equipments.

    The room is no more than fifty meters in length and width, and only about eight meters in height. The main shaft in the center is the power source that drives all the gears inside.

    There are three triangular ladders with different heights and pulleys at the bottom that can be pushed. They seem to be used for climbing.

    There is nothing wrong with the entire room. Of course, given the current situation where the perception cannot be released, Raymond also understands that even if there is some kind of monitoring, he cannot detect it.

    With only the power of his own body left, Raymond thought about it and suddenly thrust the screwdriver in his hand into his left arm!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The cross-head screwdriver was forcibly broken when it touched the skin after piercing the clothing.

    I thought to myself, if there is no problem with the previous memory, then why is the current body's power and defense capabilities still in their original state, but all other abilities have been lost?

    If the giant hands that appeared in the air before are believed to be the attack of the Sith Lord, does that mean that the current environment is the illusion released by him?

    However, judging from the realm he has reached, if he wants such a real illusion to affect him, then the level of the caster must reach a level close to the ancestor to have a certain possibility. Could it be said that for the Sith tribe's Holy Lord before?  'The guess was wrong. Is the Holy Lord really a powerful being close to the ancestor?

    If this is really the case, then the possibility of getting out of trouble is really very small.

    A special illusion created with abilities close to those of the ancestors can basically trap people into it and be unable to escape. They may be immersed in this illusion until death!

    Just as he thought of this, the spindle in front of him made a strange noise, and its speed increased as if out of control. Amidst the creaking sound, a ball of white light appeared in front of his eyes (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature.  , the novel is better and updated faster!
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