stayed in the toilet for half an hour, until after digesting the sudden huge change, Guan Qiu flushed his face with cold water, and then went downstairs in high spirits.

Downstairs, Xiao Zhou, the network administrator, was mopping the floor, heard footsteps and looked up, and then asked while mopping the floor: "How are you?"

"It's okay, it's okay~ I'm fine!" Guan Qiu grinned back, and sat down in front of his antique-grade CRT computer excitedly.

Due to the long period of not starting, the login has become invalid.

Log out and log in again, select Zone 29, and the familiar sound of music rings in the headphones on the table.

He will never forget the account password of this bloody legend that he has played for 3 and a half years and has never been interested in any type of game since then.

Slightly rusty to enter the account, the password is the pinyin abbreviation of his initials + hometown landline number.

Successful login.

In front of the ancient and thick background wall, a coquettish male mage with one hand on his waist and a small fireball in the other hand is gently swaying with the background music.

Guan Qiu dragged the old-fashioned headphones that had peeled off and stuck them on his head, and listened to the piano drum mix with his eyes closed, the pure and clean sound made him want to cry.

"Hehe, it's hypocritical~"

After a moment of silent mourning for the passing green years, Guan Qiu opened his eyes and looked at the character information below, name: [Pollution-free and good citizen], level: [43], occupation: [mage].

Guan Qiu grinned silently.

He is one of the top ten mages in the 29th district, and his rank is in the top three.

Click [Start], the screen turns, and the throats of various people and beasts come from the headset, and the sound of the fire wall, the roar of ice, and the skill of the soul fire talisman are also endless.

Habitually pressed F10, and the character equipment window popped up, a set of law god costumes, wearing the law god cloak that had just been launched in version 1.76, holding 3-12 blood drinks, sassy and heroic.

Looking at the equipment on the character's body, Guan Qiu was distracted again.

These things were all his hard work back then. He is a casual person, and he has no money, so he can only diligently help people carry medicine and pick up garbage to sell like a little bee.

After having a little capital, he went to the pig cave day and night to level up, went to Zuma, sealed the demon and beat the equipment, went to the mining area to dig black iron ore and smash weapons, and mixed it step by step to the magic god set, plus the only magic in the whole region 3-12, and accurately added 6 of the best blood drink.

And the Dharma God cloak on his body is even more significant, it is the first one in the 29th District. He grabbed it.

When the 1.76 version was updated, countless big guilds chartered the venue to play new clothes, and the battle was called a dark place, and the brains were all out, and the scattered people couldn't even get close to the boss refresh area. The inside has been flooded with walls of fire and ice roars, and no matter how thick the amount of blood is, it won't last for three seconds, and it will be a black and white screen.

He also went to join in the fun. Dressed in a shop, thinking that he didn't lose anything if he died anyway, it was a big deal to go back to the city for free.

Just wandered around the outer area for a few times, and it didn't take long for someone on the public channel to shout that there were new clothes inside, and then he followed a large number of scattered people to rush inside.

The central area is densely packed with people, the walls of fire are continuous, the flames are burning the sky, the divine beasts are roaring, and the scarlet characters of the "Dharma God Cloak" on the ground are conspicuous and abnormal.

The equipment has a protection time, the boss is not killed by you, and you can't pick it up for a certain period of time.

His head was hot, and he was holding a magic shield and rushing towards the center with a powerful potion. He was of a high rank, and with his aura of resistance, he pushed away the guild members who stood in the way, as well as the high-level players around the cloak of the god of law, and stood up with one foot.

After holding on for two or three seconds, the shield broke, and then with a "uh" sound, he died on the cloak of the god of law......

He didn't go offline, but frantically clicked on the clothes on the ground.

There is a period of time after death when it is possible to pick up items on the ground.

He waited until the characters in the picture did not move, then he logged out and logged in again, opened his backpack and saw that the cloak of the god of law was lying quietly in his backpack.

At the beginning, the whole Internet café was a sensation.,When he put on his clothes,N people in the game are close to him.,The highest price is 2000 to buy his clothes.,He didn't sell it!03 2000 yuan.,

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and in February 04, his account was stolen, and all the equipment he worked so hard to get back was picked up. I remember that he was confused at that time, and there was a feeling of discouragement.

Not only that.,The one who stole the number is also fucking absolute.,Although the equipment was picked up but didn't change his password.,At night, a good friend in the game gave him a set of Zuma outfits that were inferior to the gods.,The next day the number with the equipment was gone.。

Because I don't remember the secret protection, I can't find it if I want to.

There is no greater mourning than death.

In fact, after the first stolen account, he was already dead, so when he found that he couldn't log in to the account the next day, he didn't have much mood swings, he seemed very calm, and even felt relieved.

That is, after the legend, the following popular games, such as Fantasy Journey to the West, Warcraft, CF, and then to League of Legends and even eating chicken, he stopped at a shallow taste, and he no longer had the original passion and devoted himself wholeheartedly.

……

Stunned, Guan Qiu packed up his mood and logged out and got off the plane.

Just now he felt a fire burning in his belly, and then he felt hungry.

After saying hello to the network manager Xiao Zhou, he walked towards the door of the Internet café, vaguely remembering that there was a bun shop near the Internet café.

At this moment, the sun was already shining outside, and the scorching sun spared no effort to scorch the cement pavement at the door, dispelling the last trace of coolness left in the air last night.

This is the back garden of Shanghai, a few years later, the first of the top 100 counties in the country, and has been the leading county-level city "Lucheng" on the edge of the city center - Anlin Town.

However, it is only 03 years, and there are still several years before Lucheng takes off, and the neat shops on both sides of the street in my memory have not yet begun to plan, and there are three-story commercial and residential buildings with mottled exterior walls everywhere as far as the eye can see, and garbage is flying everywhere at the door.

The spacious and tidy two-way six-lane asphalt road on the main road of Lucheng in front of it has not yet been seen, replaced by a cracked cement road, with cars driving past and a noisy dusty back.

The old-fashioned overpass that has long been demolished in my memory is still alive and well, and the laborers, drivers of black motorcycles, and vegetable vendors under the bridge gather together to talk nonsense, and there is a burst of laughter from time to time.

Although there are no high-rise buildings, although there is no clean and refreshing road, everything is so kind in Guan Qiu's eyes, and even the dust in the air smells so spleen and lungs at the moment.

Despite being hungry, Guan Qiu couldn't help but want to yell a few times to vent the joy in his heart.

As soon as he thought of it, he put his gloves to his mouth and shouted at the endless traffic in front of him, "Ah............ I want a bucket of paste!"

The old man with his teeth who had set up a shed to repair his bicycle at the door of the Internet café was grinning at him, and a few factory girls riding bicycles in the shade of the trees on the side of the road burst out laughing, and they all looked at him, turned their heads and shoulders, and shrugged their shoulders.

Guan Qiu laughed a few times, touched his stomach and walked towards the bun shop under the overpass.

"Boss, let's have a cage of meat buns, add a bowl of soy milk, and less sugar. After speaking, Guan Qiu went straight into the bun shop, found a table covered with oil, and couldn't see his true colors and sat down.

The dark-skinned proprietress took a drawer of buns and put them on the table, grinning with white teeth and smiling: "Xiaoguan, you eat first, I'll help you get soy milk." ”

Guan Qiu is a frequent visitor, and he comes basically every day, and the boss and his family know him.

"Thanks. Guan Qiu said politely, pinched a big meat bun and devoured it.

"Hiss-hot-"

"Hmm, it's still delicious meat buns now, it's so fragrant-"

The two girls at the next table who had just gotten off the night shift looked like they wanted to laugh and were embarrassed, and their faces were flushed.

Guan Qiu, who was extremely hungry, had never felt that the meat buns were so delicious, and after eating the 6 large meat buns, he picked up the remaining half bowl of soy milk and drank it all in one go.

After a full hiccups, he was resurrected with full blood on the spot, and even if Aso Nozomi came over at this moment, he was guaranteed to scream under his blue fiery Gatling: Adasy Wada Bada~

Guan Qiu couldn't help but sigh again: The feeling of being young is really good!

I remember that he stayed up all night before, and when he woke up at noon the next day, his head was always muddy and tired, and he didn't get back to normal until the afternoon. It's like now, after staying up all night, it's still fierce and vibrant.

"Boss, how much. ”

"Old price, 2 pieces 5. ”

"What, two yuan and five?" Guan Qiuleng reacted after a pause, now the bun is three yuan a dollar, and the soy milk is five cents, isn't it two yuan and five.

"It's cheap. Guan Qiu grinned and reached out to touch the pocket of his black elastic pants.

On the left, it's empty.

Turn to the right, the pocket is cleaner than the face.

Looking at the jet-black khaki overalls top attached to the chest, you don't need to touch Guan Qiu to know what the situation is inside.

"Damn—I don't have a dime on me......"