"Typhoon 'Soro' has landed in the city a few days ago, please prepare for the disaster, close the doors and windows, and work together to survive the typhoon disaster, the following is a disaster prevention tips......"

"Smack"

The man turned off the power supply, and the white-washed overalls slightly exposed his bronzed skin, and his face was as resolute as a knife, this was a heroic man.

Yes, it would have been a beautiful man. It's just that his current image is a little poor, with prominent cheekbones and erect shapes.

The master bowed slightly, dragging a stump to the small window.

"Rustle"

The wind and rain were very strong, and the cramped hut was swaying in the wind and rain.

"Ahem" The man pulled the curtains, and a ghostly cough almost pulled out his lungs.

The décor was rudimentary, with a single bed by the window taking up half the size of the cottage and the TV being the only major appliance.

The hut was simple but tidy, and it was clear that the owner was unwilling to fall into poverty.

The man moved the book from the window to the bed so that it would not get wet from the wind and rain.

"Ahem, are you going to die, then my story ......"

My name is Chu Feiyu, male, 22 years old this year, my life has been smooth sailing in the first 20 years.

"Ahem...... cough" casually wiped a little blood red from the corner of his mouth, and a wave of hatred surged in Chu Feiyu's dilapidated and numb eyes.

It all happened two years ago!

Two years ago, he suddenly received the bad news that his parents had been in a car accident, and he skipped school and returned to his hometown in a hurry.

It had been five days since he had dealt with his parents' funeral, and that day he was tired and fell asleep on the couch.

The clouds were thick and the night was like ink.

There was only the slight breathing of the owner in the room, everything else was still.

"Squeak"

The door opened softly, and a dark shadow floated in like a ghost.

"Click"

The clock on the wall moved slowly but firmly, and a dark shadow stood in the corner, silently watching the sleeping figure on the sofa.

It seemed to hesitate again, but in the end, the pale palm still struck the former's neck like a lightning bolt.

"Brush"

Cold killing intent erupted from beneath him.

"Tanuki Up the Tree"

Chu Feiyu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes like electricity. Skillfully used a long-honed grappling skill, leaping towards the black shadow like a tanuki, and his fist had already entered the poisonous tongue to drill into the black shadow's eye sockets.

"Bang" The other party closed the door with both hands and cracked Chu Feiyu's attack, and his body trembled in the shock.

Chu Feiyu's heart sank slightly, clenching his numb iron fist, and in just one move, he judged that this person was not a mediocre hand.

However, he will not admit defeat, hold on to his mind, twist his waist and take a deep step, and directly attack the enemy's ears with his palms, which seems to be murderous, but in fact it is just a false move.

The black shadow really hit the plan, retracted his palms, and stood up to block. Chu Feiyu was overjoyed in his heart, and no longer hesitated, and a powerful knee hit his crotch was already pushed into his crotch.

"Squeak"

Didn't feel the soft touch it should have, but it was the soft sound of broken bones accompanied by the sharp pain in his knees, Chu Feiyu's pupils contracted, and a thought flashed in his heart: Master.

He has been practicing Xingyi Fist intermittently for nearly 10 years, and he is still not the opponent of the Black Shadow.

He miscalculated with one move, lost his center of gravity in an instant, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, but a ghostly pale hand of the black shadow had already grabbed his throat.

"Ahem"

Chu Feiyu was a little out of breath, the attack had hit his lungs hard, and the previous two years of treatment had exhausted his parents' inheritance.

Although I received help from some classmates after the accident, the contact faded after a long time. Besides, he was a lonely man and didn't want to trouble others, so he took the initiative to cut off contact with a few friends. , now that I think it's time to go to the underworld to report.

But now that I think back to that night, my limbs still ache faintly.

The man in black seemed to be looking for something from me, but I knew my body was "clean".

He seemed to ask me something, maybe not, and then he crushed my ankles and wrists, and left as silently as he had come.

He's right, it's worse than killing me, and after calling the police, I didn't find anything, isn't it a greater torture for me to drag a waste body to live for two years and then die of illness?

"Ho...... Ho"

Chu Feiyu heard a wheezing sound in the dark, very desperate, very unwilling, the same as himself, maybe a few minutes of himself, he thought so.

"Ho...... Ho"

He imitated, or this was him, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and the pale chandelier of the hut was like a dark flower spinning, jumping, this was a feeling, he felt that at this moment, at the moment when his master was dying, this lamp was actually jumping.

“…… Punishment ......"

A faint voice came.

"The executor of 12114 is dead, choose a successor."

A cold synthesized sound came, and the damn sound was damn clear.

At the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, he just wanted to say a word to the chandelier that bloomed like a flower:

"Why are you pretending to be forced with a broken lamp for 40 yuan!"

At the same time, somewhere, the wise and martial tiger brother shook his body and swallowed his last breath.

………………

Chu Feiyu didn't know what state he was in now, much like when he was in a nightmare, he couldn't feel his physical existence, but his mind was more concentrated and ...... than ever before Vast.

He has never been so free since his physical disability, his mind is expanding, unlike dreams, he can't imagine the new existence in his mind, his mind is firmly attracted by a white ball of light not far away, everything in this space is attracted by it, it seems to be the center of the world.

Chu Feiyu is rarely in awe of something, he is a person with a spirit of resistance, but the power of this core makes him involuntarily let go of resistance.

"The executor of No. 12114 is deceased, whether to inherit No. 12114"

So when the synthesizer came up, he said yes without thinking.

"12114, you are welcome to become an executor and serve the heart of the world"

At the same time, in the inner city of the main god space, a heart-shaped glazed gem the size of a baby's fist shattered.

"12114, this is the heart of your castle, find a place to plant it, it is the medium of you and the heart of the world."

Chu Feiyu was a little confused, the gadgets floating in front of him were really good-looking, but how to plant stones, besides, he had already taken the dog...

"After three natural days in the main world, enter the world of trials, and the world of trials determines the development of the executor, please be cautious"

"In the world of trials,

Next World: The World of Trials, Not Hidden

World of Trials: "Crazy Boy"

"The difficulty of the trial world is low, please ensure a high enough degree of completion, No. 12114"

Chu Feiyu: "......"

This time, he was a little convinced that he was not dreaming, because the display screen in front of him with the synthesizer was a bit advanced, and he should not have imagined it with his little braincase, which he had not seen.

The white ball of light slowly dissipated, and the colorful glass heart floated to Chu Feiyu's side, and with a slight touch, another shameful suction force came, and he fainted.

"Ahem...... Alas? ”

The huddled body on the cot began to gradually regain heat. Chu Feiyu opened his eyes in a daze, and just coughed twice habitually, but found that his lungs were actually as refreshing as before.

"Whew" he greedily breathes in the fresh air, cherished only by losing, he has been deprived of healthy lungs for two years.

Chu Feiyu moved his heart and moved his hands and feet, and was suddenly a little disappointed, it seems that the so-called Heart of the World just saved his lungs, and barely let himself die?

"So," Chu Feiyu played with the small stone in his hand, "Is the heart of the world real?" Executor No. 12114, Trials World "Crazy Boy"? ”