My name is Li Xiang, an ordinary human being, a bland guy just like my name.

Office workers, who don't smoke, don't drink or play cards, have an incredible routine, have few friends, and are even in a dispensable situation.

Every day seems to be living an unsatisfactory life, colleagues have their own life plans and ideals, but I, but I am still the same.

For more than 20 years, I have fantasized about traveling through another world, being a lord and noble, or a king or something in another world, and I have also driven mecha to kill all directions around the starry sky in my dreams, and saw the magnificent and colorful world in the universe.

Looking up at the sky, the dream is very close, but reaching out to touch it but finding it out of reach.

I often laugh at my delusions, and maybe the incomprehensible depression brought about by loneliness made me gradually give birth to the idea of seeking death.

However, as a human being, I also have my own mother, father, and relatives, and although I am an only child, I have to be responsible for my family.

Even if I am in debt now, I still have to persevere, maybe one day, I will be able to get out of the predicament?

Actually, I did hold on for a long time, until one day I fell ill, and the accumulated burden instantly overwhelmed my back, and I sat on the hospital bed, tears streaming down my face.

People often say that men don't shed tears when they bleed, that's farting, and when they really can't bear it, men who are tough will also cry.

Who can understand that kind of indescribable suffering, indescribable pain? This society is very realistic and fair, and no one can complain about the injustice of the world.

From the day you are born, the writing of your destiny is all up to you.

However, I didn't have any resentment at all when I was born in this family, all the unwillingness I hid in my heart, instead of venting, I might as well try to change myself?

I forgot who told me this truth, but I kept it in my heart.

Look, isn't there a chance to choose?

……

In the quiet rental house, Li Xiang sat alone at the table, with a bowl in front of him, and in the bowl were three large white steamed buns, which were the last breakfast he had bought with his little savings.

On the other side of the table, it is the God of Wealth, not Li Xiang's superstition, but the self-generated comfort effect of people in desperation.

This set was told to him by Aunt Wang next door, saying that it was possible to tell God the distress and desires in his heart, and to sacrifice food to him.

Does God really exist in this scientific world?

Li Xiang didn't believe in this, but he was desperate at the moment anyway, try it, and then commit suicide, although he said he was sorry for his parents, but he didn't want to tell them about his grievances and troubles.

He was already severely depressed, and he wanted to save himself in this way, and after being comforted spiritually, he might be able to get out of the repressed quagmire.

"Respected God of Wealth, I'm sorry that only white steamed buns come to honor you, I am an ordinary mortal, I have never given you a stick of incense, and I have never worshiped you once, I know that you may not exist in this world, but it doesn't matter anymore......" Li Xiang lit the incense candle, his godless eyes flashed with tears, and he gently told his life, sometimes excited, sometimes low, sometimes happy.

Recalling his life like a horse, Li Xiang felt the most guilty about his parents, and said that in the end, he put the bowl with the white steamed bun in front of the portrait of the God of Wealth.

He knelt down very sincerely, and made three loud noises at it, and after the last one knocked down, he didn't get up, but cried in a hoarse voice.

"Today, I was fired because I didn't go to work for several days, and I couldn't recover a medical certificate issued by the hospital, and I also deducted a large part of my salary because of this." Li Xiang's voice suddenly became a little weak: "I want to resist, but ...... Just going through the process, the appeal is not something I can afford, plus my parents are not in good health, I don't want to add trouble to them, maybe this is the arrangement of fate. ”

Sobbing violently for a while, Li Xiang sat up again, leaned on the leg of the table, and muttered numbly: "If you give me a chance to sacrifice my afterglow, even if it is only for a short time, can I be brilliant once?" Once in all, I want to see what it's like to be at the top of the food chain......"

Chances? Li Xiang's eyes closed slowly, he was too sleepy, too tired, and too expectant.

The statue of the God of Wealth shook suddenly, and it moved, even though there was no wind blowing in......

Maybe it was a joke of fate, maybe the God of Wealth heard his wish, and the surroundings of Li Xiang, who was asleep on the leg of the table, seemed to speed up, and everything around him changed dramatically.

The only thing that remains unchanged is this tired sleeping figure, the steamed buns in the bowl disappeared unconsciously, and even the bowl finally lost its trace.

The originally small rental house has also become a little wider, and the hustle and bustle of the downstairs has gradually disappeared, replaced by various high-rise buildings and billboards.

Li Xiang slept so soundly for the first time, he dreamed that he had come to a world full of hostility, this world was just as colorful as the world he had dreamed of, it was just as full of high-rise buildings, the same full of modernity, but here it was no longer about learning cultural knowledge, but about learning how to fight dangerous monsters.

The world is wonderful, with magic, martial arts, and countless fantasy creatures from other planets.

Human beings are no longer satisfied with the earth, their footprints are all over the starry sky, a fair fate, and an extraordinary life, but at this moment they are clearly transmitted to the depths of his soul.

The afterglow of the morning sun swayed on him, his world changed dramatically, and his fate would be rewritten from this moment on.

As he himself said, sacrificing his own afterglow, a brilliant and brief chance to reach the top.

An unknown deity received his prayer and he would be destined to be extraordinary.

Maybe he was tired, he woke up from his sleep in a trance, and subconsciously reached out to touch behind him, but when his hand touched the metal, he subconsciously paused.

His pupils converged, his consciousness was completely awakened, he looked around in a panic, and couldn't help but shout: "Where am I?" ”

"Upstairs, it's noisy, what about the early morning mourning?" The rough voice carried the anger of the master, which made Li Xiang completely sober up, and he stopped screaming weirdly in embarrassment.

At this time, he inadvertently saw the electronic clock hanging in this strange house, which was clearly marked: 3015/4/22.

There is also a line below the clock that is still moving around at 07:22:35.