"I also saw Sisyphus, who was in great pain, pushing a great rock with his hands, and struggling, using his arms and feet, trying to push the stone to the top of the hill; However, whenever the rock is about to roll over the top of the slope, the huge force of gravity will turn it back, and the relentless stone will tumble down and fall back to the level where it started. So, he pushed the stone uphill again, and with all his might, sweat fell like rain, and the mud and dust rose on his head.

—Homer's epic poem

…… Sisyphus, who had angered the gods, was sentenced to be punished at Tartarus, pushing stones forever and without any hope.

But if every time he pushes and falls, a counter tells him that he has risen by one level, then, is this still a punishment? If he leveled up ten times, a beautiful bird-like banshee would come and snap with him? If it's a hundred levels. The object of the pop is replaced by a beauty of Helen's level?

- someone's babbling

……

The halo of light rising in the darkness resembles the occasional blister in the deep sea, bursting to reveal a dark red...... The lava, the flames, and even the red of the setting sun burned everything like an expanding and deformed face, struggling and wriggling, fangs and claws, and trying to choose people to devour.

But a certain sound brought everything back into chaos.

No. 40800201511041836-7384, name, Wang Julin. Congratulations, you have passed the test and are now officially called up. ”

Clear and pleasant, cold as ice.

Seems familiar—a memory that stays on the surface of the mind coincides with a certain word for the listener to know...... That's his name.

You...... Who is it?

Thoughts speed up, drive chaos away. The first question crossed my mind, and my vision changed as if God had said, 'Let there be light,' and a pure white beam of light fell in the field of vision, illuminating a sphere three meters in diameter.

Could it be...... Lord God?

Wang Julin was solemn, but before he could figure out whether it was or not, the sphere trembled slightly. Extremely thin lines appear on it, widening. Sketch out simple textures.

Ball ...... with string Kind of like that, huh?

As the thought turned, the orb parted, revealing the massive creature within.

Round, short and fat, it is almost impossible to distinguish the boundary between the head and the body, and the orange-yellow hair is bright and unmixed. The long tail folds in a regular pattern with a few bends. On either side of the cheeks are two large red spots, and the tips of the erect willow ears are jet black. The tip of the nose trembled, and its big black and round eyes reflected Wang Julin's astonishment-

That's to be expected...... That's weird!

Although it is true that it is yellow and yellow, cute, pipi, kakada, electric and electric, popping......

But...... How big?

It is about the same height as Wang Julin. And even if he turned his furry head and shook his lightning-shaped tail, there was no 'pickup pickup', only the pleasant female voice with strong dissatisfaction.

"How did I become like this?" She said:

You ask me, who do I ask?

"In order for newcomers like you to adapt to the situation, the facilitator will take on the image you are familiar with!"

Don't you know that very well? So what do you ask?

Wang Julin raised his eyebrows and grinned again.

Facilitator...... Is it a different translation of the PhD? No, the point is...... What kind of place is this? Didn't I just leave the house? How did you become a legendary trainer in a flash? At the beginning, it wasn't a choice of three.,But directly give this the protagonist treatment, right? Is this going to be developed? Although my father died early and was brought up by the puppet Gasang, he can also travel through another world to lead small animals to fight the sky, and climb to the pinnacle of life to marry Bai Fumei...... Ah no, the path of the god of wisdom should be to defeat the champions of all walks and then train to become a beauty dog or something!

"It's not! Enough is enough, stop your dirty associations for me! ”

'Huang Huangda' spewed bright sparks and electric light on his cheeks:

"What you are about to serve is a business entity that spans several dimensions and controls the rise and fall of countless worlds. You can't say the name, but you have to remember that He is infinitely great! Our career is noble, the purpose is clear, the future is bright, and the employee welfare is clear! So congratulations to you 40800201511041836-7384, you have entered the probation period, and the soul power obtained is subject to your work performance, with full variable salary incentives and flexible working hours. And I am your guide! ”

Infinite greatness? It seems to be very mysterious, very powerful, and very middle two. But you fried hairy soft cute...... Not convincing at all, huh?

Also, isn't flexible floating mean that the length of overtime is not fixed, and how much you earn is considered how much you have no base salary? Is this blacker than MLM? The other question is, how the hell did I get here, and why......

"Shut up, listen!"

The voice of 'Huang Huang Da' instantly sounded like thunder in the Nine Heavens, and poured into Wang Julin's mind word by word: "To put it simply, you died, and then because your soul was strong enough, we resurrected you at the cost of you working for us." As for the work, you'll find out soon. ”

The huge voice carried the magic power that seeped into the bone marrow, making Wang Julin tremble.

He's dead? I'm dead?

Wang Julin has a special fear of death - although he knows that the end is inevitable, he will still fear the ...... brought by death Lose.

Twenty-four years of life are insignificant compared to all things in the universe, but there are also cherished things, parents, friends, responsibilities, what you have heard and seen, love and hate, joy and sorrow, reason and thought...... If it is once lost, there will be no trace...... Even the occasional thought of this possibility often made him shudder.

"As long as you work hard, death will not come again, and you will get more things than you can imagine, such as a longer life, more wealth, ......"

Seemingly satisfied with his shock, the 'Huang Huangda' in front of him curled the corners of his mouth and let out a string of chuckles, but at the same time, the surrounding light also dimmed: "Okay, 7384, start your staff training." In this group of people, I am very optimistic about you, right? ”

"Wait, you say longevity? How long can I live? And how the hell did I get in...... Wait, I'...... Depend on! ”

There was no point in stopping it, the darkness had swept over again in an instant, drowning the huge yellow figure, and in the end, only Wang Julin was left to stretch and levitate freely.

There was no direction, no weight, as if everything was just a strange dream.

It must have been a dream, or there was no way to explain these strange encounters - reaching out and touching the T-shirt and trousers on your body, you would find that there was nothing - mobile phones, wallets, keys...... Or that there is nothing that represents his existence.

However, the trembling of his heartbeat and the slight cooling sensation of his breath opening his lungs clearly reminded him that this was not a dream.

Exhaling, Wang Julin closed his eyes and opened them again, letting the fragments of memory rise in his mind.

Ordinary identity, parents, family, school years, work, then ...... Freeze on the streets in the afternoon. Yes, the last memory is when I woke up after another day and night reversal, and went downstairs to the small restaurant of Xiong Lao Liu's house to ask for a few steamed buns and a bowl of fried liver to soothe my belly.

And then what?

The dark red of the fangs and claws was like the ...... that had danced in front of me a moment ago Flame? There seems to be a big bang.

……

That is, what that Pokemon said is true?

But will the miracle of the resurrection happen to me?

Or is it high-end biological science? Clone? 'Wang Julin' is just a copy of memory? But...... Doesn't it say, 'I think, therefore I am'?

Mom and Dad don't know I'm dead, let alone resurrected...... It's best if you can go back without being discovered. But how to get back? Do that so-called work? And it's impossible to say for sure exactly how long it's been 'dead'. Is it true that what the big rat said to get a longer lifespan, or is it a lie?

“40800201511041836-7384。”

The chaotic speculation was interrupted again - it was still the same pickup, well, the voice of the woman.

It should be said that it is just similar. Although still mellow and graceful, it is much more mechanically stiff and closer to electronic synthesized sounds.

When he realized this difference, the faint turquoise lines bloomed in front of Wang Julin's retina, and on the front and smallest window, the words -515 were bright red.

“…… As of now, your available ordinary pre-deposit balance is zero soul power, the special pre-deposit amount is 0 soul power, the arrears are Wu Bai Yi Wu soul power, and the credit limit is the third level, if you have no intention of repaying the arrears, please be sure to pay a late fee of 5 soul power before leaving the Benge universe this time, otherwise the institution will not rule out the possibility of using compulsory means to deprive you of the ownership of your items and their lifespan. Additional note for users who use this function for the first time: In the case of coercion, the user's remaining life is converted at the average price of 1 soul power / 5 years 10 times. ”

…… Reminder text message?

"Soul power is something like money? If I can't pay it...... Money, you have to deduct life? I'm going to go! ”

No one came to his knees, and even the tiny window disappeared in a matter of seconds.

Compared with this inexplicable 'warning', the 'page' that remains in the field of vision is even more clueless - much like a normal web page, the sixteen-to-ten rectangle is divided into four different sizes by quaint lace. Silver-white fonts fill in the gaps. The only difference is that it is suspended in the center of the field of view, translucent but quite clear, like a holographic display of a high-tech movie.

Strength 12, Agility 16, Constitution 14. Perception 14, Charisma 9, Luck 13.

The most prominent six-line text is arranged in two columns in the box on the top left, with a line in floral English at the top of the box, humans, followed by a large LV0, and an uncertain 0/1000 of the experience points. There are also two slots below, one red and one white, one 12/12 and the other ...... Also 12/12.

"It's getting messy, what the hell is this old-fashioned interface of Hellfire of the Dark Destroyer?"

After glancing at it, Wang Julin determined that this was a status bar - there were several category pages on the lower left page, with the words 'skills', 'specialties' and 'abilities' briefly arranged, and the bottom was blank. On the top right, a black blurred figure is surrounded by ten square spaces. The bottom right corner is the simplest, with a row of spaces in a horizontal column. There are arrows at the ends of the spaces indicating that the page can be turned, but most of the spaces are covered with a faint gray - presumably indicating 'unavailable'?

There are works to be used.

Mind focused, the figure on the upper right expanded into a separate layout, and Wang Julin noticed that it was himself - the body shape and facial features of the costume were as if he was looking in a mirror, but his hands and feet were stretched. The ten squares covering this image also expanded at the same time, and there seemed to be something in the squares on the right arm, neck, and waist.

On his right wrist, there was a thin piece of metal, like a wire, with a finger-long finger-long scrap of metal attached to the end, with irregular cuts, and the deep purple surface shimmered. Then he stretched out his hand and touched his neck, and there was also a thin chain of metal hanging from it, the color of which was light gold.

…… Sonic Destroyer.

Thinking flowed, the box on the right wrist in the line of sight had been enlarged as if it had been double-clicked, and the things inside turned into a three-dimensional model and slowly turned. There are silver words listed on the side, and the first three large characters are shining silver.

"Oh, the items you bring with you are called catties and sticks...... Damn, what's the matter? ”

Of course, the Pound Stick is not a thing, but it has the power to occupy all the text positions in this 'inventory' with countless clones. Even if the picture slid up and down with Wang Julin's consciousness, I saw the ranks of the 'Jin Jiao Stick and Jin Jiao Stick' beating without change.

Text loading error? System bugs?

Before I could figure it out, the sudden light around me made the 'interface' disappear in front of my eyes—a sense of gravity was coming from beneath my feet, and the rolling darkness around me was fading. As if the light had re-illuminated the surroundings, revealing a plain and empty space—quite wide, but looking around, there were only a dozen or so figures standing in sight, except for the six blued concrete walls.

A strange mascot appears, a weird command is issued, and then a dozen people and a scene - this routine seems to be familiar - the so-called 'work' can't be the kind of inexplicable survival game that often appears in comics, right?

Like Battle Royale? Thrilling games? As God said? Or Danganronpa?

Absurd associations seem to explain everything.

So, if you speculate according to the plot of such movies, comics, or novels in your memory...... Are there people gathered here who are going through the same situation? Participate in this game with them to earn 'soul power' and stay alive? They may also form a short-term or long-term alliance with themselves, and maybe one or two of them will be able to live and die together...... Wait a minute?

The beautiful guess was shattered by the strong dangerous aura, which made Wang Julin tense his nerves!

Seventeen people, with different figures, different costumes, and different races, seem to deliberately maintain a ridiculous balance. The only thing that was the same was their emotions and actions—excitement and trepidation—that smeared their expressions to a greater or lesser extent, and that in their raised hands was invariably a blue metal object trembling.

Guns, all kinds of pistols, large and small, automatic, semi-automatic, revolver......

It's just that everyone's 'golden finger' posture and trembling wrist clearly declare their bottom line - armed civilians.

Civilians who can rival super soldiers with weapons are only found in American blockbusters, and in reality, the guy who is panicked with a gun will never pit his teammates.

What about the brave and invincible, kind and friendly companions who like to help others at the beginning?