"Sao Nian, do you want to understand the meaning of life? Want to ...... Alive? ”

“yes”or“no”！

Early in the morning, Chen Xiaoyan, who had just turned on the computer and was ready to take a plate, was thundered by this sentence on the League of Legends login page.

"I'll it, haven't you seen infinite horror when the master? Such an old-fashioned routine will not be used in the novels of the starting point now, and you still use it? ”

As a pseudo-otaku, Chen Xiaoyan has three good, movies, anime and novels. And as an old bookworm who has read all the starting points of 10,000 books and knows all kinds of routines by heart, Chen Xiaoyan deeply feels that Tencent is insulting his IQ.

Brother Xiaoma, please, you should also use a little bit of dim sum in advertising, this classic quotation of infinite flow is really rotten on the street.

Angry and helpless, Chen Xiaoyan immediately moved the mouse to cancel the login page.

"I'll go, what the hell is this?"

But just as he was about to fork off the game, the right hand controlling the mouse moved uncontrollably to the "yes", a little bit.

"Damn, this is true!"

His eyes widened in horror, and before he shouted this last sentence, Chen Xiaoyan's body was involuntarily sucked in by the black vortex that appeared on the computer screen.

There was no loss of consciousness in the novel, and Chen Xiaoyan only felt that he was swaying rapidly in a chaotic turbulence.

"It's not that Brother Pony doesn't care, it turns out that this main god is really unreliable!"

In the turbulence of time and space, Chen Xiaoyan wanted to cry without tears.

Countless shattered mirror images in the chaos flew through at a rapid pace, and the most important thing was that these mirrors pierced through his body from time to time.

Having never experienced it, Chen Xiaoyan really doesn't know how terrible this scene is.

But now Chen Xiaoyan is in the middle of it......

Holding his head tremblingly, Chen Xiaoyan now feels that death is a trivial matter.

How can it not hurt so much?

Develop your brain and imagine what a crispy sensation it is to see countless crumbling pieces of the world pass through your body.

"Urgent Notice, Urgent Notification ......"

"The main god space is facing a large-scale collapse for unknown reasons, and the Reincarnation 000001 needs to make an emergency landing this time......

"Damn, you're a fake!"

After Chen Xiaoyan angrily raised his middle finger in his heart and said this sentence, his eyes went dark, and he was thrown out by the chaotic turbulence.

…………

"In view of the fact that the reincarnator lost his body due to the failure of the main god during the passage, after the unanimous negotiation of the administrators of the main god space chat group, the reincarnation is hereby compensated for the opportunity to obtain a soul piercing once......

"In the coming world, please fasten your seatbelts in case of another accident......"

"Descend into this world and detect the specific information ...... this world"

"Urgent Notice, Urgent Notification ......"

"The detection of this world is a high-intensity world, and the main god space is interfered with by unknown extradimensional energy, and the operation of some business ......operations is urgently suspended."

"Sao Nian, ask for more blessings!"

The administrators of the main god space chat group mourned for Chen Xiaoyan for three minutes.

Chen Xiaoyan's mind kept coming to the message of the main god space, but unfortunately he was already dizzy, and he didn't hear a word of these words.

If Chen Xiaoyan could hear it, he would definitely point at the sky angrily and scold this extremely wasted pit god of the second in the middle of the firewood.

It's just that he is now only a transparent soul left, completely without a little autonomous consciousness, driven by the last bit of power of the main god, Chen Xiaoyan was sent to an abandoned orphan next to an unknown abandoned street.

By chance, an elderly nun passed by the street, took the newborn baby, and placed it in an orphanage affiliated with her church.

Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, Chen Xiaoyan had spent fifteen years in this world.

Oh no, he's not called Chen Xiaoyan anymore. When the elderly nun brought him back, she gave him a special name - Patch Maivis.

Myvis is the surname of the old nun, and the name Patch, I'm afraid only God and his old man know what the old nun thinks.

Poor and good crossing turned into a soul piercing, and he was still a baby, and he was powerless to resist Sister Maivis's decision.

It's just that every time I hear someone shout this name, Patch always has an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Patch? Isn't this special reverse "wonderful"?

With tears streaming down her face and looking at the sky without a word, Patch had no choice but to accept the name. After all, others have been calling it for more than ten years, and it is impossible to let others change it.

When he first crossed into this world, Patch could be said to be extremely uncomfortable.

Because he is in the United States now, and everyone speaks English, he is always in a state of bewilderment when the priests in the orphanage talk to the nuns.

I am Chinese, why bother learning foreign languages, not learning ABC, and being the successor.

It's a pity that when I was studying, my brain-dead listened to this sentence, not only did the successor of the communist cause not succeed, but now he has become an American and an illiterate person.

It took three years of learning English for Patch to finally get rid of the name of illiteracy.

It's a pity that a title of "dementia" was put on him again.

After all, other children are almost a little over a year old and can say simple things.

It took three years for Patch to learn English before he gave up his resistance and said his first words to Sister Maivis.

Patch still remembers the day when Sister Myvis blew his hair and he called out "Grandma" to the old nun, which made the old nun very excited.

"Priest Magellan, Lady Morse, come and see, Patch can speak, so this child is not mentally retarded?"

Mentally retarded, ahh

Patch's mind and hair are messy under the hair dryer......

Please, I'm a traverser who grew up under the red flag for more than twenty years, okay? And it really took time for me, a traveler who used to only speak Chinese, to accept the new language of English.

At the shouts of Sister Mevis, most of the people in the orphanage ran over to watch Patch.

"This kid can talk, and Patch kid can finally call me 'grandma.'" Sister Maivis burst into tears and said excitedly to the others.

"Oh my God, isn't it?" Many people exclaimed.

"Little Patch, quick, call Grandpa to listen." The white-bearded Magellan priest pinched Patch's little face and said with a smile.

"Cute little Patch, sister has chocolate to eat." Ms. Moss, who was in her forties, shamelessly took out a piece of chocolate and seduced Patch.

"Hello, Grandpa Magellan."

"Hello, Aunt Morse."

He truthfully called Priest Magellan Grandpa, but for Lady Morse, whose face was about to turn into a chrysanthemum, Patch changed to what he wanted to call.

Tsundere held her head high, facing Ms. Morse's black face, Patch was unmoved.

A piece of chocolate wants me to call you sister against my will, it's impossible to drop, take a box of chocolates...... That's also impossible to drop.

In fact, it took three years to learn English, and Patch really felt that it was already very fast, but I don't know if it was because of offending Ms. Morse this time, the name of Patch's mentally handicapped child still spread throughout the orphanage.

In the morning at the morning service, Pache would hear Magellan's lamentation.

When he goes to the cafeteria to eat at noon, Patch will hear the cafeteria aunt sighing.

At night, when he sleeps, Patch still hears the children who are also orphans talking.

"Seriously, Patch is actually quite handsome."

"It's a pity he's mentally retarded."

Fifteen years have passed, and Patch is powerless to refute this kind of words, leaving only a deep helplessness and incomprehension.

Didn't I start talking when I was three years old?

Aren't I just going to hang out once in a while?

Didn't I just sleep a little longer?

You say I'm handsome, I admit it, but I'm really not mentally retarded!

Patch is very handsome, and that's really not a lie.

Compared to the others, Patch's appearance is much more three-dimensional, like the work of art carefully polished by medieval European sculptors.

And Patch's figure is also very well-proportioned, at the age of fifteen, he is nearly 1.8 meters tall, and a perfect tendon meat is probably the most proud thing for Patch over the years.

Short brown curly hair, coupled with a pair of sapphire blue eyes as clear as the sea.

Walking on the street, as long as you are not blind, you should be tempted to look at Patch twice. Patch still remembers that when he went to buy alcohol for Grandpa Magellan that day, the supermarket saleswoman aunt even gave him an extra bottle of vodka that was about to expire!

It's a pity that he's mentally retarded!

In fact, Patch doesn't know what is going on with him, and his mental state has not been very good since he crossed into this world.

It's still a trivial thing to be in a daze once in a while, and the most important thing is that he can't tell when he will doze off.

Ever since he woke up, Patch felt as if he had lost some important memories in his head, but he couldn't remember the lost memories anyway.

Losing memories is nothing, and Patch can at least accept it.

The most important thing is that as the standard configuration of the traverser - the gold finger

After living in this world for fifteen years, Patch didn't realize that he had any golden fingers, except that he was handsome, he was actually no different from ordinary people.

And when he crossed over, except for a swaddling cloth wrapped around him, there was no hair.

It's a pity that when he first came to this world, he was still thinking about activating the Nibiu system or awakening the talent of the Nibi, and learning from the experience of Long Aotian, Zhao Ritian and other traverser predecessors to have an immortal legend of conquering the other world and killing the Quartet!

It's a pity that fifteen years have passed, and Patch finds that he is not at all special compared to other people.

Patch's hazy eyes looked at the sunset, and under the sunset, running was a dream he could never go back to.

I thought my life was spent so ordinary......

Until this day, a strange voice suddenly sounded in his head.