Chapter 1: The Floating Massacre
Suzu –
The sudden alarm clock made Liu Lang sit up from the bed violently like a corpse, and then his head hurt terribly, as if someone was stirring his brain with a red-hot stick.
"It's painful for me, damn it, I drank a broken piece last night, next time I won't drink with Lao Gao's drunkard, and I will drink Lao Tzu and lie down every time..."
Covering his head, Liu Lang got out of bed in a daze. Looking around, this is a bedroom, simply furnished, with posters on the wall.
It's not his room, though.
"Where is this? It doesn't seem to be Lao Gao's family..."Liu Lang looked around, and when he saw the window, he suddenly found that a building was on fire in the distance outside the window!
The fire burned so loudly that smoke billowed out.
Liu Lang forgot about his headache when he saw it, and he couldn't help but be startled when he leaned under the window and looked out.
In addition to the burning building, several nearby high-rise buildings appear to have been burned. Many windows are exposed, and the exterior walls are covered with black marks.
"What, what's going on?"
At this moment, Liu Lang suddenly saw a strange young man reflected in the window glass.
There was someone else in the room!
Liu Lang shook his head and looked back, and the bedroom, which was only about ten square meters, was clear at a glance. Except for him, there is not even a ghost.
"Hell, this is." Liu Lang turned his head again, and when his eyes inadvertently swept over the dressing mirror placed in the corner, his whole body suddenly froze.
His teeth chattered, Liu Lang's eyes widened, and he looked in the mirror incredulously.
In the mirror is a handsome young man in his early twenties, tall and sunny, but the expression on his face is like a ghost.
Liu Lang screamed in fright and took a few steps back. only to find that the young man in the mirror also made the same action.
"This..."
Liu Lang tried to raise his hand, but the movements of the people in the mirror were synchronized, and Liu Lang couldn't help but shout: "This is me?" Why did Lao Tzu look like this? ”
It's no wonder that Liu Lang was shocked, he went to the north of the capital before he graduated, and he had been in the capital for many years, and opened a second-hand car shop as a small boss. Now he is no longer eighteen or twenty guys, not to mention that he doesn't know him at all in the mirror, and everyone has to be startled.
At this time, Liu Lang found that there was a black tower-like pattern on the back of his right hand, which looked like some kind of tattoo.
As he gazed at the pattern, his body felt a sense of detachment, as if the soul had left the body and was floating upward.
Lao Tzu won't ascend to heaven directly! Liu Lang screamed in his heart, and suddenly, a white mist filled his eyes appeared.
The fog is hazy, seemingly boundless, as if you are in another space.
Suddenly, the mist began to dissipate and separate from each side, and a tall black tower towering in mid-air suddenly burst into his sight.
The tower glowed metallicly in the light, and at the top of it stood something that resembled an antenna, and those things were constantly shooting out blue-white electric light!
Its styling is so unique and futuristic.
When Liu Lang looked at it, a name spontaneously emerged: Futu!
When the name rose in his mind, Liu Lang felt a sense of falling, as if he was falling down from a height of 10,000 meters.
The terrifying feeling of weightlessness made him scream involuntarily.
After a moment of trance, he found himself still in the room, sitting on the floor, screaming "ahhhhh
Liu Lang hurriedly covered his mouth and kept telling himself to calm down. He looked at the black tower on the back of his hand, and then at the tall young man in the mirror.
Liu Lang finally determined one thing: "Lao Tzu is... Crossed? ”
In addition to taking care of business, Liu Lang will read novels on the Internet to pass the time. So he's no stranger to crossing this kind of thing.
But how did you cross it for no reason?
In those novels, the protagonist is either hit by a large truck or struck by lightning. Could it be that when I drank the broken pieces last night, something happened to Lao Tzu?
Ouch I'm going...
A layer of red light suddenly fell from the corners of his eyes, and Liu Lang thought that his eyes were bleeding. When I looked up, I realized that the dressing mirror in the corner was strange.
On the mirror, blood trickled down, and in the blink of an eye, the entire mirror was painted blood red. Strangely, those things don't end up on the floor.
Liu Lang boldly leaned up, stretched out his hand and gently touched the mirror, the fingertips felt cold to the touch, and the mirror was not stained with any blood.
It turned out that the blood only existed in the mirror!
Liu Lang's face suddenly became not very good, this thing looked like there was another world in the mirror.
At this moment, on the mirror covered with blood, a small character suddenly appeared, and the handwriting quickly emerged, forming a discourse.
You trigger the Bootstrap Event: travel to a parallel world infested with living corpses, and you wake up in a strange room to find yourself a different person. But you don't have time to be afraid, because outside the hall, a living corpse is wandering. Kill it and you'll unlock access to the first layer of [Futu]! And get a newbie bonus! '
A living corpse? Parallel worlds?
Liu Lang grabbed his head, he really had a dead heart: "Lao Tzu knows bad things about drinking!" Last time, I was wronged by a little girl and bullied her, and this time it's even more desperate, and she crossed it directly! ”
The handwriting on the mirror is disappearing, and it is drowning and erasing with the blood that has flowed back down.
Liu Lang glanced at the sentence at the end of the message, there are living corpses outside the hall! He couldn't help but look towards the door, he couldn't be so unlucky, right?
Creeping to the door, Liu Lang carefully opened a crack in the door, and outside the door was a small living room. There was a rear-projection TV hanging on the wall, the TV was on, but there was no picture, only a short phrase "transmission signal failure" kept flashing.
At this moment, there was a strange noise on the left side of the living room, as if someone was standing still. Liu Lang carefully opened the crack in the door a little more, looked in that direction, and immediately met the pair of gray-white eyes!
It was a little old lady, with gray hair disheveled, and a black vein on her face and hands, like varicose veins.
The little old lady's eyes were like cataracts, gray and slightly blank. She stood in front of a couch that seemed to block her way.
I don't know how to go around, so I just walk in place and keep moving.
But when she and Liu Lang met their eyes, their expressions changed instantly. There was a violent aura in those gray eyes, and he opened his mouth, revealing the few remaining teeth, and let out a roar like a beast.
Then he jumped on the couch and rushed towards the bedroom like crazy!
"I'll go." Liu Lang quickly retracted his head and closed the door hard.
I heard a loud "bang" outside the door, and the door panel shook, as if the little old lady had bumped into it. There was a whitter outside, and after a few moments, it fell silent.
Liu Lang sat on the floor, cold sweat professing. The little old lady looked to be at least sixty or seventy years old.
But just now she was as agile as a young man in his early twenties, running faster than a rabbit, and surprisingly strong, not at all like what she should have at her age.
"It's... Is this a living corpse? Liu Lang smiled bitterly.
At this time, there was a sound of walking in place outside the door, obviously the little old lady blocked the door, unwilling to leave!