"Do you believe it's true?"

"If you believe, what is true?"

"Do you believe in fantasy?"

"What is fantasy?"

"Is the world clear to you? How clear is it? ”

"By the way, did you ever dream?"

In the darkness, a girl in a black princess dress whispered. Her skin was white, pale and white. But her nails were red, bright red. The darkness was infinite, and she stood silently, as if she were standing at the center of the universe. Behind her, there were countless low roars, and there was a green light www.biquge.info the Pan Pen Fun Pavilion. There are countless shadows swaying, like the devil.

"Thought is a power."

"A force that can change the world."

"You haven't seen the real ...... Because you've never looked at yourself. The darkness surged, and the figure of the little girl was gradually drowned out. But her voice still echoed in the darkness......

"He Who Doesn't Believe Is a False ......"

"What Believeth Is the Truth ......"

"But whether it's false or true, where it is...... Whether you see it or not, hear it or not......"

"It's there."

"It's watching you......"

"Many, lots of eyes, looking at you......"

………………………………… (Howling, I am the dividing line of the cutting world, you will often see me in the future, please call me Mr. Dividing Line)..............................

Date, December 22, 2012.

Location, Huaguo, a city...... XYZ Middle School ......

A piece of chalk swiped across the blackboard, and the hand holding the chalk was clean, the hand of a man. A very handsome man...... Oh no, male teacher. I saw him quickly complete a test question on the blackboard, and then open the textbook. Give a kind smile to the students below.

"This is the solution of a quadratic equation, it's very simple, please review it more when you go back. Also, today's homework is ......"

"Oh......" There was a ** sound from below. There was 'despair' on the little faces.

The male teacher smiled and closed the textbook. "Okay, today's homework is, get a good night's sleep, and I hope you all have a good weekend."

"Whew! Long live the teacher! The students cheered and jumped high one by one.

The male teacher looked at this qiē with a smile. His name is Chen Yan, and he is a substitute teacher at this junior high school. A big boy who looks sunny and handsome. Loved by students because of their approachability. But also because of his sunny and handsome appearance, many students think that he should not be a teacher, but a movie star.

Of course...... Chen Yancai didn't believe the words of those little kids, they just wanted to do less homework.

After the class was over, Chen Yan put away the lesson plan on the table, and suddenly a male student jumped up and asked loudly. "Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Huh?" Chen Yan was slightly stunned. "Nope."

"Then can I introduce my sister to you? My sister is pretty......"

"Of course you can, but I will still inform your parents and tell them about your cousin at school this semester. Don't think you can get my handle this way, my lovely classmate, I was so much more elegant than you when I skipped class. ”

"Oh......" The male student lowered his head, a look of frustration at the failure of the plan. But before he could sit down, another boy jumped up. Asked out loud.

"Teacher, do you believe in superpowers? Alien? Mysterious life? ”

Chen Yan glanced at him and recognized him as the most fantasizing student in the class, and at the same time, he was also the 'serious illness' of Yan Zhan's distraction in class. So he shook his head, shattering the boy's illusions.

"Of course not, I've never believed in any superpowers, xenodimension, demons and monsters. Students, we are in a real world, where technology is so advanced that any supernatural phenomenon can be explained by science. If you still can't understand it, it just means that your knowledge is not enough. So study hard. One day you will open a door for yourselves. I'll look up at that time too. ”

After speaking, Chen Yan picked up the lesson plan and was about to walk out of the classroom, but stopped again. Said to the little boy who asked the last question. "Don't read novels in class, especially fantasy novels. You're too fantasical at your age. What to do if you fall into a pit? ”

He smiled and walked out of the classroom under the surprised gaze of the little boy. Behind him, the little boy stared at his back in amazement. Said to his classmates. "How does he know I'm reading a novel? And reading a fantasy novel? ”

The classmate glanced at his hand under the desk, and sure enough, it was holding a mobile phone with a page of fiction open on it. The name of the novel vaguely seems to be ......

"Colonization?"

------------------------------ (everyone howls, I am the younger brother of the dividing line, please remember my upright face) -----------------------------

In the sky, dark clouds rolled...... The thunder was incessant......

It's raining.

Dense raindrops hit the ground, splashing www.biquge.info dust. There was a faint smell of sulfur in the air, as well as a smell of decay.

It's a barren continent......

As far as the eye can see, everywhere there are black, black mountains, black earth, black trees, and, oh, green water.

According to the village elders, the world was once dominated by humans, with clear skies, white clouds, and bright sunshine and the sea. The sky was blue and the air was fresh. People plant hope on the fertile plains. There are dense cities and splendid civilizations.

However, no one believes these claims.

Nowadays, people can only see rotting dirt, poisonous raindrops, shivering in hunger and cold every day, and fighting terrible monsters. They struggle in the black earth, planted with despair.

In the distance, a village made of branches and rocks looms, and the lights flicker in the village. A drooping old man came out of the hut with his waist bent, his eyes staring blankly at the sky.

It's midnight, and they're coming.

There is not much ammunition left in the village, and most of the young people have died in battle. It is already impossible to organize the next defense. If they can miss one night, tomorrow the rescue team from the new gathering will arrive and the children and women of the village will survive. Perhaps being alive in this world of calamity is not necessarily happiness. But alive...... It's to be alive. Even a breath of foul-smelling air and a mouthful of rotten food is better than falling into eternal darkness.

The old man thought silently, the wrinkles on his face trembling slightly. He was afraid. Very, very scared. Because he didn't want to be cold and stiff, like the objects in the rows of body bags behind him.

"Village chief, go back, rescue won't come, it's a rainy night so late, no one dares to cross the dark plain." A male villager shouted from behind the old man, he was very thin, but he was already the most 'strong' man here, and all the villagers who were stronger than him had died and turned into cold corpses.

In the rain, the old man nodded, glanced at the body bag behind him with some despair, and then said to the villagers. "Tell a couple of people to pile them all in the back. If we survived we could bury them, otherwise, we wouldn't mind being in their company. ”

"Okay village chief." The villager replied, and was about to turn back to greet someone, but he was suddenly stunned and pointed to the darkness behind the old man.

"Wait, wait, what's that?"

The old man turned his head suddenly, and then saw a figure approaching in the dense rain. He rode a tall horse and wore a hooded coat. The rain hit him, splashing his body. The night was dark, but the figure seemed to be darker and deeper than the night.

He approached the village and stopped not far in front of the old man.

Only then did the old man realize that he was not riding a horse, but a tall monster. The monster had a metal shell and two red eyes. Now the eyes were looking at him, as if to consider whether the food was delicious or not.

The old man trembled even more, unable to contain the fear in his heart. "You...... Are you a demon? ”

The figure on the opposite side did not speak, and the eyes under the hood sparkled. After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice. "This is Nord Village?"

"Yes, yes." The old man breathed a sigh of relief. The other party can communicate, and it doesn't seem to be those monsters.

However, his mood did not last long, because just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that in the rain behind the figures, countless figures were showing their heads little by little. They weren't strong, but they carried all sorts of strange weapons, and each of them had a cruel glint in their eyes. His body was covered with teeth and bones.

Broken...... It's a bad devil!!

"No, not good!" The old man was shocked. Turn around and flee to the house. He is in charge of guarding, as long as the alarm bell is sounded, people will naturally come, but because he is attracted by the figure and guides the monster so closely, his dereliction of duty may kill the whole village.

Don't underestimate these diminutive demons, they are actually very terrible and cruel, at least for ordinary people. They may scatter when they encounter powerful creatures, but in this village, they will gather and harass until the people in the village collapse. They'll rush in. Brutally kill everyone and eat them.

In this world of scarce materials, human beings are undoubtedly a delicious meal.

The alarm bell soon rang, and the old man turned around and found that the figure had not moved. So he screamed.

"Run! Run! ”

"Are you stupid? They're bad demons! You're only one person, you can't beat them, you're going to die! ”

"Hurry up, I've sounded the alarm, the village can't open the door for you, you go to the west, there is a passage to a new gathering point, I hope you can get rid of them!" The old man shouted hurriedly, and kindly reminded the figure of the direction. But the figure didn't move. Like a statue in the rain. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he seemed to be covered with a cloudy coat.

Finally, he lifted his hood little by little in front of the old man, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. "My name is Lorist."

He said this and nodded to the old man. "I know how to get to the new gathering point, but I'm here for my mission."

"What did you say?" The old man thought he was stupid, and the bad demons behind him had already forced up, didn't he know that he was afraid?

But the next moment his eyes widened, thinking that he seemed to be dreaming.

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man named Loristde took out a huge firearm full of mechanical punk style, and pointed his head behind him without looking back. He only held the gun in one hand, but the muzzle of the gun was as steady as a rock, and some of the mechanical parts of the gun moved back and forth, and there were blue pipes connected to his body.

Lorisde's gaze was unforgiving, like a statue in the rain.

"Grenades."

With a click, a soft sound came from the barrel of the gun, and then it jumped upwards with a thud, and the powerful warhead covered the inferior demon group like a storm, causing a large area of damage in just a moment. The roar was like thunder, and the storm and shock wave sent flying fragments into the bodies of the demons, tearing them apart.

What a terrible sight, the blood seemed to stain the rain red, and the severed limbs covered the ground like a slaughterhouse. But instead of flinching, the remaining demons screamed and rushed towards Lorist. They are not without intelligence and know how to reduce their damage, and when approaching, guns clearly cannot be intimidated by firearms.

Unfortunately, although they thought well, Lorist's eyes flashed and he spoke again.

"T131, machine gun cartridge chain. Secondary weapon, size 0 shotgun. ”

There was another soft sound in the barrel of the gun, and then the underside of the barrel began to deform, and three slightly smaller muzzles protruded. A row of bullet chains enters the chamber of the gun under mechanical operation. The next moment, a dense tongue of fire erupted, and the metal barrage tore apart the approaching demons like a raging storm, so that they didn't even have the slightest chance to get closer. In the face of a high-speed machine gun with a rate of fire of three thousand one thousand per minute and a constant jet of shotguns, any charge is synonymous with stupidity.

The barrage is like a huge chainsaw sweeping through the group of inferior demons, sweeping down all the inferior demons at the front. And the bad demons who were lucky enough to penetrate the barrage were also shattered by the shotgun, and they couldn't even find their bodies. The smell of blood began to fill the air, and a large amount of blood and flesh foam flowed on the ground, mixing with the rain.

The Bad Demon finally frightened, and suddenly parted with a scream. Give way to a huge figure in the rear.

"Trollarmour!!" The old man's voice was distorted, he never thought that this group of inferior demons trying to break through their village would actually support such a terrible monster. The body of the troll demon is covered with a heavy carapace, not to mention machine guns, not even grenades.

Lorist's gunfire finally stopped, but only after a pause, he shook the barrel of his gun. There was a click.

"Armor-piercing bullet, X73 demonized biodegrading potion."

Bang!

The giant monster shuddered for a moment, then let out an earth-shattering roar and fell.

Only then did Lorrisde turn around and say to the old man with a blank face.

"Don't worry, I'm a witcher."

"Your reinforcements, too."