Li Mu sat up from the bed and looked at the time on his phone. Although he stayed in the game copy for a year, in the real world, it was only one day. Looking at the modern furnishings inside the house and the bustling modern city outside, there seems to be a sense of unreality.

Li Mu closed his eyes and rested for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, his own temperament had changed drastically, from a cunning and ruthless mercenary to a harmless freelancer. In his previous life, he had been accustomed to this kind of time-space confusion. He often stayed in a magical world full of strange abilities a few days ago, and in the blink of an eye, he was in a future world full of high-tech. One moment he was lying on the land of Iwo Jima with a Chicago typewriter and fighting people, and the next moment he picked up his cross sword and rushed towards the crazy Scourge army.

He has long been accustomed to this kind of space-time transformation. Over time, he has also developed the ability to change his identity and change his appearance and temperament at any time.

Li Mu glanced at his mobile phone, it was now past six o'clock in the morning, and it was the time to eat breakfast. Although Li Mu's house had enough milk and various drinks to satisfy his hunger, Li Mu still decided to go out for breakfast.

Eating a delicious meal is a habit after Li Mu completes the task.

Food can be a place to relax and soothe wounds. In the mission world, Li Mu needs to keep a clear head and tense nerves at all times, not only to ensure the completion of the task, but also to beware of the interference of the aborigines. In the game world where he could lose his life at any time, Li Mu would stay alert even when he was sleeping. In the real world, Li Mu can properly relax his tense nerves. One piece and one relaxation is the right way. If you keep being nervous, sooner or later your mind will go wrong.

There is a snack street outside the back door of Li Mu's community. There is a wide variety of common snacks on the street. From ordinary steamed buns, wontons, soy milk, and fried dough sticks to boutique breakfast restaurants of large restaurant chains, the entire snack street is full of everything.

Li Mu walked to a small stall specializing in wontons, and skillfully ordered a bowl of wontons and snorted and ate them. The proprietress who runs the stall is a local, and after retirement, she opened this stall because she was bored, not to make money, but to have something to do. The wonton skin is thin and the filling is large, the soup is bright, and Li Mu eats it heartily with pepper.

Li Mu, who has experienced countless worlds, has naturally tried the cuisine of multiple worlds, from charcoal-grilled dinosaur legs to honey-glazed Leviathans, from ancient creatures to otherworldly creatures, from palace cuisine to luminous cuisine, almost everything that can be eaten, Li Mu has eaten. However, there is no world cuisine that can make him eat so at ease and so satisfied, perhaps, this is the taste of home.

Opposite Li Mu, there were one or two young students, wearing school uniforms, eating wontons with their heads bowed while discussing the outcome of yesterday's game. Sitting at the table next to Li Mu were two office workers, and while eating, they were discussing the military news from the Internet, talking about the splashing of spitting stars, which was quite a bit of pointing at the country and scolding Fang Xuan.

Li Mu smiled, and with a little effort, the four game marks quietly submerged into the bodies of the four people. The four of them continued to discuss, not feeling the slightest abnormality at all.

Li Mu threw the money on his table, got up and walked out of the stall. As for the few people he casually put in the game mark, he didn't even mean to look at it. The imprint of the game is a stairway to heaven for some people, and a stairway to heaven for others. Whether it is chance or a talisman depends entirely on one's own creation.

After eating breakfast, Li Mu boarded a bus to the city, and then threw two imprints on the bus to a well-dressed young woman. A middle-aged strong man with a pronounced muscular profile.

After arriving in the city, Li Mu walked around casually, looking at the hurried crowds and living beings on the street.

A middle-aged man with a sad face passed, maybe the family was not going well, maybe the work was not going well, Li Mu threw a mark to the other party.

A short boy in a school uniform walked out of an alley, covered with dust and a purple face, Li Mu casually walked over and threw a mark on his body.

A thin young man with a large number of resumes rushed past Li Mu's side, as if he was about to rush to the job fair, and Li Mu casually threw a game mark to the other party.

Li Mu walked in the bustling city with the last game imprint. After going around and around, Li Mu came to the bottom of a bridge. On the outskirts of the city, a river runs through the city, and willow trees are planted on both sides of the embankment, and although it is not a park, it is usually a place where people come for a walk.

On the embankment, a young woman in a white dress sits, staring blankly at the bubbling river. The sun shone on the sparkling water, and also on the thin figure of the other party. Her long black hair was draped casually over her shoulders, and the golden sunlight reflected a pale golden halo on her body.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, although he was still an ordinary person physically (the black iron upper position was the limit of ordinary people). However, some of the skills of discerning breath are still known. Even at the level of an ordinary person now, he can clearly feel the huge despair and resolute death intent on the other party.

"What a powerful resentment." Li Mu sighed secretly in his heart, judging from his experience, this level of resentment, if it was in some immortal and demon worlds, this woman would definitely turn into a powerful resentful spirit after death.

Li Mu looked at the last game mark in his hand and walked up, "The scenery here is good. ”

The woman in the white dress did not speak, still sitting on the embankment, looking at the sparkling river.

"It's a good place to die." Li Mu put his hands in his pockets, squinted his eyes, and looked at the river in the distance.

The woman's eyelashes moved, but she still didn't speak.

"Sometimes, just waiting, maybe there's hope." A game mark was submerged in the woman's body.

After leaving these words, Li Mu turned around and left the river embankment.

There are many frustrated people in the world, and there are many people who are not satisfied, and everyone has more or less dissatisfaction with life in their hearts, the difference is only that some people have the ability to change, and some people can only let the wheels of history roll by.

Li Mu was not a saint, he could not save everyone, that was what Moses should have done, not him. Besides, he is just a person who struggles to survive in the game world, and giving people who are pleasing to the eye a chance to change is the greatest care he gives to others.