"Where am I?"

Jiang Ling woke up from the haze, only to find himself in a milky white room in shock.

The room is small, with no doors, windows, or lights, and is illuminated by the milky white walls with a light glow that makes people feel warm and comfortable.

"It's... The game world? Jiang Ling got up from the ground, couldn't figure it out for a while, and muttered, "After I passed out, put me in the game cabin and start the main game?" ”

Jiang Ling really couldn't understand the organizer's behavior, but since he had entered the game world, there was no place to complain to Shi Yi, so Jiang Ling had to identify the current situation.

"I didn't hear the copy loading message, I don't know what it means, is this the spawn point?" Jiang Ling stood up, looked at the thing in front of him, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I can only let me take a look at this thing." ”

There was nothing in this small room, except a stone platform connected to the floor, half a man high, on which placed a book, a pale blue cover, simple and solemn.

However, there are no words on the cover of the book.

"Wordless Heavenly Book?" Jiang Ling chuckled lightly and reached out to open the book.

Jiang Ling thought that this was similar to the explanatory text of other games such as "Beginner's Guide" and "Beginner's Guide", to help players understand the relevant settings of the game before officially starting the game, but he guessed wrong.

After opening the book, Jiang Ling really didn't see the words.

Instead, some images were projected into his mind like a MAX screen.

This is a vast sea, boundless, the sea and the sky are connected, and the blue water is so magnificent and beautiful under the sun's rays, with the sea breeze rolling up the waves and the waves crashing on the reef.

After a few moments, the picture fades like ink, and a new one appears.

It was a mountain with a high mountain and a mountain on the earth, with abundant grass and green trees, and the leaves were driven by the wind to make a rustling sound, and in some places the mountains and rocks were craggy, and the lines on the stones seemed to depict the traces of the passage of time.

The picture changes harmoniously again, and there are human beings in sackcloth appearing in the picture, there are men and women, with vicissitudes of life, simple eyes, they shout softly, drag huge trees out of the mountains and forests, and start to build houses.

There was another shout, someone in the mountains and forests was holding a simple stone tool to fight with the beast, the beast was densely haired, the appearance was terrifying, the fangs poked out of the mouth, it roared and slaughtered the human in front of it, there were already humans around it fell in a pool of blood, but it didn't take long for this fierce beast to be scratched all over the body by the sharpened stone tools, and finally fell to the ground unwillingly.

The two remaining humans looked at each other, then began to cheer and then to cry at the same time.

The picture turned again, and there was a bone-chilling sound of wind in my ears, and there was a vast space between heaven and earth, and a snowflake slid from the sky with ice crystals, falling on the surface of the already deep snow on the ground, and then it was covered by the next snowflake in a moment. At this moment, one foot stepped directly on this place, stepped into the deep snow, and sank directly into the knee, and the man pulled out again with great effort, walked forward, and stepped on a series of extremely deep footprints. This man was dressed in animal skin, but his body was still shivering from the fierce cold wind, but his eyes were resolute, and he walked firmly step by step.

I don't know where the man is going, and the camera changes to a wasteland of torrential rain and lightning and thunder, and the raindrops the size of beans fall and hit the leaves, fall to the ground, pierce the air, and crackle. The torrential rain caused the river to swell, and many head-sized rocks were swept away by the torrent. But at this moment someone crawled out of the rapids, bruised and muddy, but he still crawled out of the river. He knelt on the bank of the river and roared like a beast, as if celebrating his triumph in his battle against nature.

Time passed again, the old city walls rose up on the wasteland, the original wasteland was opened up into farmland, human beings began to be busy, some drove herds of cattle and sheep, some people crushed medicinal herbs into pieces, the dull sound of striking iron was in the ears, the weaving shuttle was skillful, and the aroma of rice wine brewed by the old woman wafted out of half the street.

Mankind began to have civilization and life.

Suddenly, there was an impassioned shout of killing that broke through the picture, the iron hooves of a war horse shattered the picture, and the lightning arrows tore through the picture!

The war began suddenly.

The wide battle flags hunted in the wind, the soldiers and horses on both sides were different, but the soldiers were brave and fierce with spears or iron knives, fearlessly charged, the picture from near and far, looking down from the sky, only to see two black waves of pressure collide together, not long after, it was mixed into a black chaotic ocean, and there was slowly blood red in this ocean of smudged.

I don't know how long later, the bloody battle ended, and the blood stained the earth red, and corpses were everywhere.

But the next moment the picture did not continue the post-war scene, but returned to a lush mountain range.

Another hideous beast came out of the forest, opened its bloody mouth at the human in front of it, and began to roar.

However, this time it was different from the barbaric era, and the human race was no longer dressed in sackcloth and holding stone tools, but wearing well-fitting cloth clothes and holding metal blades.

There was a man with a big axe, with solid muscles and indifferent eyes, and he ran directly towards the beast and jumped up, and the big axe fell, which actually drove the wind to rise suddenly, and fell directly on the top of the beast's head, and the next moment there was a very explosive pressure from between the axe blade and the beast's head.

The blow alone declared victory, and the beast fell to the ground with a whimper.

The axe-wielding man raised the big axe in his hand and roared wildly, and the people around him knelt down directly to pay homage to this strong man.

The shouts of the people turned into the blowing of the cold wind, the white snow field was still so cold, and the snowflakes in the sky seemed to never stop.

But here sat a man, dressed in a robe, on the cold ground. As if feeling a little cold, he raised his hand, and a flame came out of thin air in his hand, and began to slowly spin around him, warming him. Then the person raised his hand again, and the snowflakes falling in the sky lost their original tracks, but began to fall according to a certain law, one after another, and finally, an ice and snow palace magically appeared on the ice field, majestic and magnificent.

The snowfall turned into raindrops again, and the picture returned to the grassland where the rain was raging and the rivers were raging. But in the midst of that rapid, there was a man walking slowly, and the rushing water was strangely parted beside him, and there was not a trace of water flowing beside him, and his feet were on the bottom of the river, but not completely on the ground, but on a foot above the ground, stepping on the air.

The rain that fell from heaven could not fall on him, and a foot above his head no longer fell straight down, but fell along the arc to the side. There is an invisible force that protects this person.

He walked earnestly, until at some point, finding what he was looking for, he leaned down and picked up a green gem from the sand at the bottom of the river, and he laughed.

After the rain, the sky is clear, the picture has changed, the sun shines on the ancient city wall, but the city is empty, but there is a person standing outside the city wall, he is wearing a green coat, wearing a simple jade pendant around his waist, a little romantic. At this time, he was looking at the mottled traces of time on the city wall.

He felt that he heard the sound of cattle and sheep from the traces of these years, he clapped his hands, and suddenly a herd of cattle and sheep ran behind him, and a shepherd with a leather whip drove them behind, but after a while, these cows, sheep and people disappeared again.

Unmoved, he walked into the city, and in front of a broken wall, he felt that he had seen a thousand hammered iron tools, so he clapped his hands again, and suddenly an iron man appeared on the broken wall, and he picked up the iron hammer and smashed it on the red-hot sword embryo, with a loud sound, and then disappeared again after a while.

The man walked again, clapped his hands again, some pounded medicine, some weaved cloth, and some made a jar of good wine.

The man stood in a deserted city with no one in the middle of nowhere, but he could see countless people.

Just like before, the man also disappeared into the picture, and the scene changed again, the battle flag fluttering in the wind, and it was still the same battlefield.

However, there were no fights and arrows on the battlefield, and there were no confrontational soldiers and horses.

There was only one young man standing in the field, and he was Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling also suddenly realized that he had changed from a third-party audience to a person in the play, he calmed down the shock and excitement in his heart because of the magnificent pictures just now, took a deep breath, looked up at the big flag beside him, and saw the powerful word 'Heavenly Decision' on the flag.

Jiang Ling thought for a moment, and said with a serious expression: "This book of heaven is a bit interesting. ”

There was no longer a Jin Ge Iron Horse on the battlefield, only him, but he knew that he was also here to participate in the battle, and he participated in the Heavenly Battle.

It turned out that from this moment on, he was really a member of the battlefield.

After thinking for about two more minutes, Jiang Ling said to himself: "Those pictures before refer to the abilities of human beings in this world, or the power system?" ”

"The axe bearer is extremely powerful, the robed one controls the wind and snow, the man in the rain reads qi to protect the body, and the one who enters the city can see through the years?" Jiang Ling muttered to himself.

This picture can be understood as game CG, and the magnificent picture not only reveals the vicissitudes of the game world, but also tells the player more important information, that is, the power system of this world.

In the history of mankind, the originally weak human beings gradually grew up, found a way to become stronger, and one by one the strong began to climb the peak. Some people are extremely powerful, domineering and mighty, some control the elements, listen to orders from ice and fire, some people are united in mind and qi, follow the law, and some people see through the world and see the true soul.

It's a magical world, a world full of possibilities.

One, the world of the strong!

"What kind of person am I going to be?" Like many people who have understood this book of heaven, Jiang Ling has such a thought in his heart.

"What kind of person am I going to be?" Jiang Ling closed his eyes and asked himself.

Then, he reached out and grabbed the flag beside him.

The next moment, Jiang Ling returned to the white hut and stood in front of the Book of Heaven.

The Book of Heaven has unconsciously turned to the last page.

This page is not blank, there is a word on it.

The strokes of this character are simple, but they are unusually charming, as if every stroke of the line carries a fresh breath.

This is a "spirit" word.

"The spirit of the soul, the spirit of spiritual power, the spirit of psychics." Jiang Ling smiled with satisfaction.