Chapter 2: The Name of the Apocalypse

In the prison of the Holy Prison, Yebai hung like a bloody man on the wolf's tooth pillar, lifeless like a dead man except for a faint exhalation.

The two jailers looked at Yebai sympathetically, "This kid's life is miserable, but we were also killed by this kid, and we were all tortured like this, we would burp at any time, and we would ...... if we really died" One of the jailers suddenly thought of something terrible, and couldn't help but tremble a few times.

"I'll go, really, you hurry up and find the prison doctor, if it's really burping......" said a jailer who hurried out.

At this time, Yebai is experiencing a magic, a strange story, or a real dream......

After being tortured by nine thousand years old and dying, Yebai chose to fall into a coma, and after being unconscious, Yebai's consciousness came to another dimension, or the universe.

Like a bystander, watching the universe come into being, developing, prospering, declining, and finally destroying......

The universe is so big, there are so many creatures, and the types of civilizations are so mixed, including the scientific and technological civilization that they are familiar with, which is far beyond the tens of millions of years of technology that Yebai has known... Or there are tens of millions of super-powered characters in technology, guiding the wind and clouds, and smiling proudly in the world... Or some civilizations where gods and demons are opposed, supreme figures who control the world... Even the magic rune civilization, gorgeous and powerful, always performing purgatory in flowers... Xianxia, Xiuzhen, and Ability ......

The inclusion of the universe has made billions of intelligent life grow and become powerful, but in the end, for some reason, this powerful universe suddenly fell apart, like a mirror, ruthlessly crushed by the road roller......

Yebai looked at this scene, as if he was watching a movie, an unprecedented replay of time and space, from the initial thrilling to the final unhappiness and sadness.

"Inheritor, I'm glad you know everything about me, I am the universe in your eyes, a trace of residual thoughts left in the moment of destruction. ”

A deep voice suddenly sounded in Yebai's head, if you judge by humans, this should be a prime of life.

"Hello, my name is Yebai, and I'm not a inheritor, I think everything that happened to me recently should be caused by you, right?"

It wasn't until the voice in his head surfaced that Yebai finally roughly understood the situation, and he should have been so-called crossed.

"Also, I can't see your person, I think it's weird to talk in my head like this, can you show up?"

"The inheritor, oh it's Yebai, please wait. As soon as the voice in his head fell, countless points of light flashed in front of Yebai's eyes, and then these points of light condensed into a phantom, and a well-mannered scholar appeared in front of Yebai's eyes.

"I'm sorry I didn't take care of your feelings, now we should be able to talk about it, I don't have much time, I think when you understand, you will have a new understanding of me. ”

After that, the scholar began to talk endlessly about everything about himself, that is, everything that shattered the universe in front of Yebai's eyes......

It turned out that this scholar was also a poor "man", trying his best to win the multiplication of his people, but because of the greed of his people, he caused a disaster, and finally became a corpse, according to him, among the hundreds of millions of universes destroyed, only one universe can give birth to such a remnant soul as him, and he believes that the destruction of the universe is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster......

"Okay, I'm about to dissipate, I've already explained what I should explain, if possible, I hope you can see the truth of the destruction, thank you inheritor......"

The scholar in front of Yebai gradually dissipated with the last words, and finally turned into a little brilliance, without a trace......

"Apocalypse. "Apocalypse is the last gift that the scholar left to Yebai, and according to Yebai's understanding, it should be a prop that belongs to the protagonist of the novel, Goldfinger.

"Hello master, the apocalypse is at your service!"

"Tell me what you can do?"

"Due to the level, the Apocalypse is the lowest level at this stage, and the authority it has is: the task system and the exchange system, and my ability changes with the strength of the master. ”

"How are you graded, and how are you going to be raised?"

"The level of the apocalypse is divided into seven levels: SSS/SS/S/A/B/C/D, of course I am evolutionable, this evolution belongs to the essence of evolution, not class advancement, although it is quite distant, but the small one still hopes that the master can give me this opportunity.

Now I belong to the D level, the comfort points required for advancement, you can get them by completing system tasks, each task has a corresponding comfort value, in addition to improving my level, you can also exchange various special items in the exchange shop. ”

Yebai opened the task system, looked at the tasks on the task panel, and shouted in his heart, is this Nima playing a game? There are not many tasks on the task panel, only nine, of which seven are D-level tasks, two C-level tasks, each task has a corresponding gratification value reward points, and there is a turntable-like pattern.

The comfort value ranges from a few to dozens of points, and this wheel is a random reward for completing a mission, and the prize may be a treasure, knowledge, ability, or some useless daily necessities.

"Master, the task is divided into fixed tasks and random tasks, fixed tasks are refreshed every three days, random tasks are randomly issued by the Apocalypse system, you have completed a random task, get fifteen points of comfort, and the number of random turns. ”

It turns out that Yebai watched the process of the destruction of the universe, coupled with the conversation with the scholar, this is a random task, and thus obtains a task reward.

After checking the upgrade conditions of the next Apocalypse, it takes 10,000 comfort points to go from D to C, and in the exchange shop, fifteen points, there are too few things that can be exchanged, and any D-rank ability injection needs 100 comfort points, it seems that these fifteen comfort points can only be kept later.

"Apocalypse, help open the wheel of fortune. ”

"I'm sorry master, you are in the sea of consciousness now, and you can't complete the reward extraction function, please let the consciousness return to the body first, and when you need to communicate with me in the future, just call me in your head, let me send you back first. ”

Yebai's consciousness fell into confusion again, as if he had passed through a rotating starry sky tunnel, and a strong sense of dizziness surged uncontrollably.

In the Holy Prison Heavenly Prison, Yebai has been in a coma for more than three days, and several jailers have checked back and forth many times, and it stands to reason that he should have woken up a long time ago, but the kid was stunned or not, he was really sad.

Thinking of the good care that Jiu Qiansui gave to him, the jailer's heart trembled, "It's been so many days, this kid hasn't woken up yet, in case Jiu Qiansui asks, how can this be good."

"Why don't we get another doctor?" said one of the jailers.

"It's useful to find that rice bucket, really, let Lao Tzu loosen the bones for this kid, and he will wake up if he doesn't say it's good. The other jailer groped Yebai's body......

Yebai's consciousness just merged with his body, and the dizziness of consciousness made his stomach squirm after not eating for a long time......

The dizziness dissipated, everything in front of him gradually became clear, and when he saw the jailer with a face full of mucus, the corners of Yebai's mouth unconsciously hooked, "I didn't think that people in this world would have this kind of hobby." Haha"

"Boy, you're looking for death. The jailer was angry and raised the long whip in his hand to whip it, and the jailer spent many years in the prison torturing the prisoners.

"I can't help it, think about the nine thousand years old...... "Seeing this, another jailer hurriedly stopped him, and quickly stepped forward and pulled him out, and kept persuading him......

After a few jailers went out, the prison where Yebai was located was calm again......

"Apocalypse, can you let me draw a lottery now?"

"Yes hosts. ”

In Yebai's mind, there was a simple and old turntable, the turntable was not big, it was made of nine grids, each grid was different in size, the largest grid occupied a quarter of the size, and the smallest grid was only a little larger than the pointer, Yebai even doubted that this small grid could accommodate the pointer.

What's even more terrifying is that the entire turntable is in the void, crumbling, these accessories, Yebai feels that as long as they blow in one breath, they will disperse.

Yebai opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he held back.

Looking at the turntable in front of him, Apocalypse said a little shyly, "Master, the style of the turntable is directly proportional to your ability, that is to say, your current condition and ability are just like this turntable, dilapidated. ”

"What? I sue, this is definitely an insult, I want to be white and smart, and my appearance is shocking, how can I ......"

“......”

After Yebai's endless complaints were ignored by the apocalypse, Yebai could only accept his fate, although he was unwilling in his heart.

"Start, Lao Tzu has always been lucky, see what you can give me. ”

The dilapidated turntable spun slowly, and the hands looked like they might fall off at any moment.

"Stop, stop, stop" The pointer did not stop after the night was stopped, but turned faster and faster.

"Apocalypse, you're going to give me an explanation. "If it weren't for the fact that the Apocalypse had no substance, Yebai would be ready to strangle this damn Apocalypse at any time, and there would still be a chance when the turntable was slow......

"Sorry master, the turntable hands can only stop when they reach their maximum speed, which takes six seconds. ”

Yebai could only roll his eyes helplessly, it seemed that this little loophole had been blocked.

"Stop" This time, the speed of the pointer gradually slowed down with Yebai's thoughts, and finally stopped in a small grid.

"The inheritor obtains three random teleportation scrolls, which are automatically stored in the cosmic space, and the inheritor uses the spinning wheel ability to trigger random tasks: obtain one copy of the blood, flesh, and bone of this alien beast, complete three turntable chances and twenty comfort points within seven days, obtain two and ten comfort points within one month, and obtain one point of comfort points once after one month. ”

The turntable in my mind dissipated as the mechanical sound ended.

At this moment, the door of Yebai's cell was ruthlessly kicked open again, and a strong man about two meters tall led several people and came straight to Yebai......