Chapter 1: The Return of "Crossing".

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In the middle of the night, it was quiet, but a rental house on the outskirts of Lincheng in the south was brightly lit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The drizzle outside the window lingered, and the room was full of smoke, Chu Ye frowned and sat in front of the computer, smoking one cigarette after another, with a touch of vicissitudes lingering in his eyes.

"Now, do you understand its power?" A magnetic male voice spoke in a low voice, with a hint of mockery.

Of course, Chu Ye was the only one in the room, but he was not curious about the source of this strange voice, nor was he in the mood to answer, but fell into the memory of that thousands of years of time, and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

That's right, it's "crossing"!

It all started last night.

Chu Ye is an innovative online novel writer, because he is always harsh in the pursuit of logic and reasonableness in the fantasy world, resulting in slow updates of novels, miserable results, and recently it has been interrupted from time to time, and there is a trend of unfinished.

However, fate seems to be unable to bear to see him sink like this, and just last night, he met this mysterious man.

At that time, there was wind and rain, lightning and thunder, Chu Ye was working overtime for his job, during which he went downstairs to buy cigarettes, but saw a charred dead man lying in the middle of the road, and he looked exactly like him.

When he was stunned and frightened, the dead man turned into a point of light and merged into Chu Ye's body, and after that, the voice of the mysterious person would sound in his mind from time to time.

After some verbal confrontation and temptation, Chu Ye learned that his name was Cheng Xuan, not a creature of this world, and that he had come to earth to harvest the soul energy of human beings, which is the "power of faith" often mentioned in novels.

However, unlike the human imagination that uses religion to collect beliefs, the medium through which they collect beliefs is novels, games, music, movies and other entertainment works, and the means are more gentle.

Cheng Xuan's body was shaped into Chu Ye's appearance in order to replace his identity to carry out work, but unexpectedly, he was plotted by an unknown enemy, and was killed by a drone attracted by thunder and lightning, and could only reside his soul in Chu Ye's body.

Being invaded by an alien race who tried to kill his own life, Chu Ye was naturally ten thousand unhappy, and turned his face and tore it on the spot, but Cheng Xuan wittily threw out a benefit that he couldn't resist - the fantasy generator.

The fantasy generator is an auxiliary system used by Cheng Xuan to harvest faith, which can use faith as energy to generate novels, games, music, movies and other entertainment works that transcend the times, as well as advanced functions such as controlling luck, strengthening physique, entering the fantasy world, and embodying fantasy world characters and items, etc., which can be called an anti-heaven artifact! Even compared with the golden fingers in those urban novels on the Internet, it is enough to rank the strongest column.

In order to show the power of the fantasy generator, and at the same time, in order to completely eliminate the layer of mustard in Chu Ye's heart, Cheng Xuan used the advanced functions of the fantasy generator to send Chu Ye into the novel he wrote.

As a result, Chu Ye spent thousands of years in the world of fiction as the protagonist of the book under the condition of sealing his memory, and was not pulled back to the real world until the plot progressed to the latest chapter.

And the real world only spent 23 hours, it is really a dream, and the years are idealistic.

"Whew, it's incredible......" Chu Ye sighed.

This otherworldly experience should have been unforgettable, overshadowing the short 25 years since he was born, but what is fake is fake after all, and the memories become more and more blurry with the passage of time, somewhat similar to dreams.

The only difference is Chu Ye's mentality.

In that cruel world where strength is respected but extremely gorgeous, Chu Ye has lived for thousands of years with a dragon Aotian-style script, most of which is spent in the posture of a superior, and even a single frown can cause countless low-level monks to tremble and worship, a single decree can make the mortal kingdom change the dynasty, and he has experienced the blood of the hegemony between the stars, and the long loneliness on the way to cultivation, even if all this is just illusory, his mentality is completely different from the silk that struggled at the bottom of society yesterday.

It is the heart of a strong man who is confident and flamboyant and never bows his head.

The loss at this moment is only temporary, even if there is no plug-in assistance, this dream of crossing alone will eventually bring a complete subversion to his life, enabling him to achieve achievements that he dared not imagine before.

"It seems that this fantasy world trip has made you a lot more mature and introverted, and before you do it, I'm afraid you will shout and quarrel non-stop."

Cheng Xuan said lightly: "Then you shouldn't have any objections to our cooperation, as an aborigine, you know better than me the huge value of the fantasy generator, it is enough to make people leave all their grudges behind." ”

The cooperation that Cheng Xuan was referring to was actually not complicated, that is, Chu Ye took over his original work of harvesting faith, so that he could hand over to the organization, and when he had accumulated enough faith, he would do one more thing for him.

This matter is related to his "resurrection", the specific details Cheng Xuan is tight-lipped and reluctant to reveal too much, only saying that the accumulated faith is enough, and Chu Ye will naturally understand.

At that time, the fantasy generator belonged to Chu Ye, Cheng Xuan got unknown benefits, and the two parted ways.

"Deal." Chu Ye nodded, the experience of intrigue in the other world made him understand that interests are the root of all disputes, as long as interests are enough, nothing is unforgivable.

Even if it is the revenge of killing your father, if the other party gives you a prop that can bring the dead back to life, and use it infinitely, can't you still laugh at the enmity?

The benefits of fantasy generators are enough to make any politician or capitalist in the world go crazy.

The generative function of those entertainment works is actually nothing, at most it makes people famous and rich, and entering the fantasy world adventure can only be enjoyed as entertainment, but it can also embody the characters and objects of the fantasy world in the real world, which represents infinite possibilities, and has the potential to upset the balance of power between the great powers.

Think about it, what a terrible storm it would set off to let those monsters in the fantasy world who have the ability to smash the continent come to the earth?

Once exposed, the five hooligans of the United Nations will inevitably get it at all costs, even if it threatens to use nuclear weapons.

Of course, everything in the world is balanced, and you can get as much as you give.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, each function of the fantasy generator needs to consume faith to use, before sending you into the fantasy world has exhausted the initial faith, now we only have two ways to choose, one is to accumulate faith through hype, and the other is to consume luck to exchange faith, what is your choice?" Cheng Xuan asked.

"I chose to do both at the same time." Chu Ye smiled, he already had a vague plan in his heart, "But don't worry about it now, I just returned to reality from the illusory world, and I was greatly affected by the remnants of that experience, so I will sleep first as an adjustment." ”

Before going to bed, Chu Ye quietly looked at the rental house where he had been staying for two years.

The only furniture in the house is a simple folding table, an iron-framed bed, and an assembled wardrobe purchased online for 100 yuan. Even the most valuable desktop computer is a second-hand item that was bought from netizens in Tieba, and it is worth no more than 2,000.

Two years, two full years after graduating from college, changed four jobs with meager salaries, and didn't get any fame.

"From now on, everything is different, that humble Chu Ye has been reborn in Nirvana, and I will definitely soar into the sky in the future." He muttered to himself.

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