When I opened my eyes, it was the ceiling with the poster of the Thunderwolf Dragon. The pen www.biquge.info not dirty but messy room, socks and crumpled tissues brushing the floor with a sense of presence. The LCD screen on the desktop shimmered with a miserable white fluorescence, and the whole world was a black and white hue.

"Huh... Why am I here again? Hongchen obviously can't use it yet......"

Ye Ziyun kicked off the towel covering his body and slowly sat up from the bed. He couldn't get used to what he was seeing for a while, but he didn't panic. This is the world of his memory, the world of memories that was exclusive to the otaku period. He had used the ability of his sword slashing "Red Dust" to come to this place many times before, either when he was cultivating Sword Zen to break through, or when he was making various supplements and data inquiries as needed. But this time it was obviously a little different, because Ye Ziyun remembered very well that his slashing sword should be in a state where it could not be used at the moment.

"Tsk...... What brand is this tissue... I remember it should be the kind of brand that is absorbent and tough, and I should have seen it many times in advertising... I can't remember anything about it......"

Walking to the computer desk, Ye Ziyun picked up the box of tissues placed on the edge of the mouse pad. It's just that he suddenly noticed that the name of the brand on the tissue box seemed to have been erased, and he couldn't remember the name that should have been written on it.

"Isn't it... Forget it, let's go and whip it up first. ”

Ye Ziyun seemed to remember something, but he didn't bother with it in the end, but sat directly in front of the computer.

Fingers were throbbing on the keyboard, even though it hadn't been touched in a long time. But the skill of typing seems to be engraved in the bones, and I can't forget it.

I saw Ye Ziyun quickly type the words "recorded horizon" on the search engine. Then, a series of results appeared on the browser. Click on a summary post about the setting of this work in the post bar. Ye Ziyun began to look at it with relish.

Maybe it's minutes, maybe it's hours later. Because this place is only in his memory, Ye Ziyun himself has no way of determining how long it took. It's not that there is no alarm clock in his room when he was an otaku, but whether it is the mobile phone at the bedside, the alarm clock on the desktop or the system time on the computer screen, it will not beat in this world of memories. In other words, as a night Ziyun when he was an otaku, he didn't care about time at all at that time.

"Hmm~~~~"

After reading the information searched on the Internet, Ye Ziyun stretched his waist and stood up from the chair. Glancing at a folder he had thrown in the corner with four or five passwords added, Ye Ziyun shook his head. Got rid of the idea of recalling Mr. Cang's masterpiece. He felt that it would be good to take this opportunity to wander the streets, he used to be in a hurry so he didn't have a chance, but this time he was not in a hurry, or this time because he didn't use the ability of the Slashing Knife to come here, so there was no risk of falling into the inner world for too long and having an accident.

Yes, from the moment he found out that the brand name of a certain box of tissues had been erased, Ye Ziyun had already remembered the situation he was in now. Because of this, he knew very well why he had come here without using Hongchen's ability. Because of this, Ye Ziyun is not in a hurry at all.

Ye Ziyun knows. I just died in that different dimension set in the work "Recorded Horizon". But because there is an adventurer in that different dimension, that is, the identity of the player, if you die, you will be resurrected. Coming to this world of memories is just the right process when you are resurrected as an adventurer, and when the time comes, you will wake up naturally. Not at all as dangerous as using a slasher.

"It seems that even if you can't use Hongchen for the time being, it's nothing, just die when you want to check the information."

As if having found a very good solution, Ye Ziyun smiled rather self-deprecatingly. And then. He moved his hands and feet again and walked towards the door.

"Just let me see. How do I see the world as an otaku without using red dust......"

He whispered a few words. A look of determination appeared in Ye Ziyun's gaze. The right hand touched the doorknob and twisted it.

When I opened the door of the room, I didn't see an imaginary living room or a scene like the Hualan Aquarium, but a cliffside with a dangerous peak?!

Nima! What the hell is going on?! In the past, when I used the ability of Hongchen to recall, even if I couldn't control Hongchen's ability well at the beginning, this unscientific phenomenon would not have occurred! I opened the door to my room and almost stepped into the abyss when I went out?! Nima, this cliff is kidding me, isn't it?!

But Yeye, Ziyun finally stepped out, he wanted to see if he would fall to his death. As for what fun will happen if he falls to his death again, Ye Ziyun is curious. Maybe only a guy like him would come up with such a thing, even if he knew that it was in his memory, and because he didn't use the ability of the Slasher, there was no danger of hurting the soul, but there must not be many people who could actually do such a thing.

Ever since Ye Ziyun's fear of heights was cured by a small pill produced by the system, someone has always had an indescribable enthusiasm for the sky.

However, what Ye Ziyun imagined did not happen. After stepping out of the cliff, he did not fall into the bottomless abyss, but stood directly in the air. This feeling of not having any bearing under his feet, but just not being able to fall made Ye Ziyun feel very awkward, so he even deliberately jumped a few times, and the result was still like that, he didn't fall down at all.

Ye Ziyun, who was a little bored, had to look up at a forty-five degree angle, and he wanted to use the lazy floating clouds in the sky to relieve the depression in his heart. It's just that when Ye Ziyun raised his head, what appeared in his eyes was not the sky, but a thick "ceiling". It was the first canopy of the World Tree, and although Yeziyun had been in the other space for a lot longer recently than in the real world, it was a feeling of vitality. That sense of existence that can't be ignored at all makes Ye Ziyun unable to forget the identity of the thing in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of breaking the air. A chill quickly approached from a distance. It was an arrow, and Yeziyun habitually wanted to use teleportation. Then he found that in this world of memories, he couldn't use any energy at all.

But fortunately, although the arrow penetrated Ye Ziyun's chest, it was not painful and did not bring any damage. Ye Ziyun is like a spectator, and now he is watching an immersive movie, and it is a magic blockbuster......

This is not? The arrow was like a signal, and with it a myriad of arrows and spells. Although there is no feeling and no harm is not suffered, but on a visual level. Ye Ziyun personally experienced what is called ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Turning his head, Yeziyun looked at the targets of the attack. He suddenly realized that the door that belonged to his otaku room on the cliff was gone, as if it had never appeared. And in the place where it originally belonged to the door, there stood a middle-aged man in armor. In the face of those oncoming firepower, the middle-aged man waved his hand casually, causing all the arrows to lose power in an instant, and those spells disappeared even more.

"Huh!"

A huge golden sword qi fell from the sky, and the expression on the middle-aged man's face became more solemn. But he only put a little more effort into it. In the end, the sword qi was blocked. It looked very powerful, but it was actually a very powerful knife qi, but it only left a light red mark on the middle-aged man's arm, but it didn't even cut the epidermis!

"Wow~~~~"

However, the blow just now obviously angered the middle-aged man who was the target. I saw him let out a roar that was completely inhuman. Then, in a flash of golden light, the middle-aged man disappeared. Instead, there was a golden dragon that was about 100 meters long! This golden brilliance cannot completely conceal its color even in the world of memories in black and white tones!

The hideous head has horns. In the mouth are sharp teeth. Although the shining golden light gave people a sense of nobility, it could not hide the fact that this creature was actually a tyrannical killing machine!

"Wow~!!"

The golden dragon spreads its wings. A huge magic circle appeared over the forest below the cliff. Then, the forest within the area of the magic array was baptized by the golden rain of light!

Contrary to what is described in novels and the like, this rain of light is not some kind of healing magic, and every raindrop exudes a tyrannical killing aura that makes it impossible to mistake this magic for healing magic!

Everything that touched the rain of light turned into points of light and disappeared, whether it was the plants in the forest or the humans hiding there. Even those equipment that made people feel tall at first glance could not escape the fate of turning into a point of light, and under a rain of light, an area without any soil appeared in the entire forest. However, the area was soon overgrown by wild vegetation, and it was the roots of the World Tree beneath the soil that determined that it was under attack.

Ye Ziyun didn't continue to pay attention to the Golden Dragon, or he couldn't pay attention to the Golden Dragon at all. Just after the Golden Dragon's attack was over, Ye Ziyun was dragged away by a huge force that was completely irresistible, and he didn't even have a chance to observe the Golden Dragon up close.

Pulled by the great force, Yeziyun came to a humble camp with a bonfire lit, and two young men were next to it. One of them was blonde and blue-eyed, and no matter how you look at it, he didn't belong to a human being of the Celestial Empire bloodline. He was armed with a greatsword, and his golden armor glowed strangely in the light of the campfire. Like the golden dragon, the black and white world of memories could not hide the color of the young man's existence.

"I really can't get rid of that dragon with my own ability, and I can't even break through the opponent's defense with the full force of the blow before! I've decided that since I can't complete my mission, I'm no longer eligible to use this power. Zhou Zheng, you are my best friend, and I have decided to entrust this power to you......"

After three rounds of drinking, just when the other black-haired young man was already slightly drunk, the blonde young man muttered his decision as if he was stating a fact.

The black-haired young man woke up as soon as he heard these words, and he struggled as if trying to distance himself from his friend.

"It's useless, I've put some condiments in your wine."

The blonde young man said with a smile, then picked up the machete that belonged to his friend. He took out a rope and fastened the machete to the palm of its owner. After doing all this, the blonde young man smiled gently. Then, he suddenly grabbed his best friend's knife-holding hand and stabbed it hard into his chest.

The machete is not a weapon that is very suitable for direct stabbing, but due to the shape of the blade, once it is pierced, the degree of physical damage caused will be much greater than that of a sharp sword. But even so, the blond young man's wounds did not show any blood spilling out.

"Then I entrust my hope to you, my dear friend. I'm so sorry to let you bear the curse that belongs to me......"

Finally, after leaving such a sentence, the blonde young man turned into a point of light. The golden points of light condensed into one piece, forming a golden card. A blood-red light flew out from the black-haired young man's body, and it was the card album that belonged to the black-haired young man.

The moment the golden card was stored, the entire album changed dramatically. The blood-red color that was originally full of violent aura receded, and a majestic golden light escaped from the inside of the card album. After a few moments, the card album had been transformed into a glittering golden color, and many arcane patterns appeared on the cover......

After the card album was transformed, a huge pillar of golden light descended on the black-haired young man. The body that had been slightly drunk and unable to move after drinking the added wine was free, and the injuries caused by the aftermath of the Golden Dragon's attack were suddenly restored.

In the blink of an eye, the black-haired young man's strength had a qualitative breakthrough.

But even so, there was no sparkle in the eyes of the black-haired young man. He lay on the ground like that, tears pouring out quickly, wetting the ground, which had been dried by the bonfire......

The black-haired young man lay there like that for a long time, until the golden dragon flew over his head......

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!h

Looking at the golden dragon that didn't even bother to use against him with disdain, the black-haired young man let out a huge roar.

And at this moment, Ye Ziyun only felt that everything in front of him suddenly became blurred. The original black and white color receded and was replaced by a white color. White domes, colorful stained glass, and sunlight streaming through the windows......

This is the place where adventurers of fantasy mythology resurrect after death - the Great Temple. (To be continued.) )