There has never been a savior, and we do not rely on the gods and emperors! To create human happiness, it is all up to us! We must regain the fruits of our labor and let our minds break out of the cage! Quickly burn the fire to red, and strike while the iron is hot in order to succeed!

An impassioned international song that seems to banish all sufferings such as hunger, poverty, and sickness.

The voices of different races, different ages, and different professions are full of heartfelt and soul-deep resistance to unfair fate.

There was a weeping tone in the song, which was the anxiety of the nature of women and children, but it was quickly dissolved by the faith of the leader, by the courage of youth and the strength of unity.

From then on, they will not give in, and from then on, they will start fighting!

After singing the song, the black-rimmed elder in the command position let out a long breath, and the light of dusk illuminated his vicissitudes of life, but he would keep smiling all the time.

"Comrade... Ahem, fellow villagers~" The elder spoke, with a little accent and a little trembling: "Every evening, regardless of wind, frost, snow and rain, we will gather together to sing this "Internationale" that has been sung by the suffering class for more than 200 years. This is a song that can bring people to rise up in the face of adversity and oppression, a song that can make us understand that even if the end comes, there will be a day of departure, and it is a song that makes us believe that this world will one day be reborn in our hands and continue to exist for our children and grandchildren. ”

The elder's words seemed to have some kind of magic, and while he was making an impassioned statement, many of the hundreds of men, women, and children standing in front of him moved their lips and silently repeated them. As they retelled, their originally dim gaze gradually took on a brilliance, and it was the tears that refracted the glow of the sunset, as if... It's as if trying to light up this dimming world, even if the sun is gone, even if it burns life......

Looking at the expressions of the villagers, the elder nodded with satisfaction, and then he raised his hand to the crowd: "Main quest publisher, you can talk about what you have gained and felt on this day." ”

After being called by name, a rickety old man struggled to click his crutches and walked out with the help of a little girl.

He was so old that two gray eyebrows covered his eyes like schnauzers, and two gray beards covered his mouth like schnauzers.

He spoke: "Wang~Wang~~~ Hmm... I don't remember how long ago I was like this. At that time, I told the same story every day to the adventurers who came to this village, repeating them to gather, hunt, and kill wild animals for me. Life was very hectic and boring, but I was happy because I was pumping fresh, energetic blood into the world every day. But now, hey~I just hope~~ Wang! One day, I can still live that kind of life, instead of living like a walking dead like now. If I could, I would trade everything for it, and ...... everything."

The elder nodded: "Well, it's the same as what I said yesterday, it seems that your belief has not wavered." Blacksmith, tell me about it too. ”

A strong man with bronzed skin and solid muscles strode out of the crowd, his eyes were small and bright, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he looked like a fiery temper, and the momentum was even more unapproachable than a fire.

"In the past, those good businesses were placed in front of me, I didn't cherish them, and now I regret it, and there is nothing more painful to do business than this! If God gives me another chance, I will say three words to customers: Give money and do it! If you have to make a statement on this basis, I hope everyone can have business to do!"

The elders applauded: "Iron men are affectionate, not only their own ideals, but also know how to think about others, this is our communist ......"

The farmer raised his hand and interjected: "The village chief~Come here first~ It's a Chinese buffet tonight, it's cold and hot, let's eat it while it's hot." ”

The elder was displeased, and was about to criticize the farmer, when a young man wearing a turban echoed: "That's it, just make a statement, what's the use of saying more, no novice has entered the village for ten years, and now that it's chaotic outside, it is estimated that no novice will come in the future." Hey~ No matter how hard we work, we can't change the fate of unemployment~~"

The playful little young woman beside the little young man smiled: "Isn't it~ Ten years ago, after the system crashed, the player's access to this 'Thousand Machines World' was closed, and players who left the novice village could not return, we, the NPCs of the Novice Village, could not do anything even if they were unwilling, so let's continue to live, who knows when this 'Thousand Machines World' will be destroyed." ”

The elder said angrily: "We are part of this thousand machines, how can you have this kind of thought, even if we can't do anything, we can't give up, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must continue to stick to the faith of saving this world!"

The young man said disdainfully: "What do you say? What do you say to save us! Now that there has been chaos outside for more than ten years, we can't even get out of the village, what do you say we should do?" ”

As soon as the young man spoke, the little young woman immediately echoed: "Isn't it~ It's okay if there are new people coming in, we can use the authority to make some contributions to the world, but the system has long been closed, and everything is a pipe dream." Hehehe, and even if there are new people coming in, I'm afraid it's not reliable~"

The elder wanted to say something, but the people in the audience were agitated, and the words of the little young man and the little young woman reached their hearts, and in an instant, the power of faith that the elder had worked so hard to support completely collapsed.

"Hey! This is fate! We have the ability to change our fate, but we don't have the opportunity to do it. That's it, since we can't save it, let's enjoy everything that a thousand machines have given us before the end comes!"

The elder finally spoke, and the crowd dispersed in unison with cheers. A few seconds later, the dimly lit village suddenly lit up with colorful neon lights, a cheerful concerto sounded, and the villagers all had happy smiles on their faces. Women work together to set up tables and chairs, laying cloths and flowers on them, and children giggle after the bearded chef as they place huge trays on the table.

The bearded chef played a game with the children and asked them to guess what dish was under the lid, and the children expressed their opinions, the chef laughed and opened the lid, and the children who guessed were happy, and the wrong guess was also jumping to the next plate.

The sturdy lads walked out of the cellar with life-size barrels, and the girls took handkerchiefs to their side, wiping the sweat of their favorite objects diligently, and the tenderness in their eyes was about to overflow.

The feast was soon ready, but everyone was in no hurry to get food, they stood in a circle around the table, holding hands with each other.

The elder was also among them, he looked left and right, and said loudly: "What a beautiful night, what a beautiful wine and food, what a beautiful girl and music, the villagers of Qianji Novice Village!

Everyone cheered in unison, the music was more cheerful, everyone let go of their hands, some sang and danced, some invited each other to drink, some had no guesses, and some spent the moon before the moon.

But the brilliance in their eyes ceased to dazzle and disappeared little by little.

I sat on the canopy of a tree not far away, looking at the present from the beginning, thinking about everything in this world.

Three days ago, I lost consciousness after being cuckolded by Liu Laoliu and woke up near this small village. I was worried that this would be the place like Xianxia Dream Village, so I didn't dare to act rashly, so I took advantage of my tree-climbing skills that I wouldn't lose in any world, and hid here to observe.

After three days of observation, I now have this information: this world is a virtual network world called 'Thousand Machines', and this is a novice village. More than a decade ago, the game seemed to stop the newbie registration function, and since then, no new players have come here, and those who have walked out of here have not been able to return.

While the NPCs of these novice villages have lost their jobs, they are worried about this world of thousands of machines that is close to collapse, hoping to save them from the apocalyptic realm. However, due to the rules of the game, they could not do more than their own work, and they could not even leave the village, so they could only force laughter every day and pretend to live a carefree life. But they never really gave up, and they had a good day, and the next evening, they would gather again and sing the Internationale to cheer themselves on.

The experience in the Xianxia world has made me stable, and after these three days of observation and judgment, I can basically confirm that this place is safe. After confirming that it was time for me to show up, if I want to save Xichun, this mission to save the world will definitely not be avoided. The key is that I am no longer a cultivator of the Sword Saint cultivator, after three days of incubation, I am really hungry and can't hold it anymore.

Staggering down from the tree, staggering into the village, about 100 meters away from the banquet site, I stopped and greeted: "Everyone... The food is very good~"

Quiet......

All the voices and music stopped, and the villagers of the novice village were stunned for a moment, and my sudden appearance made them feel something.

Bite!!!

With a crisp bell tone, a small blue question mark cursor appeared above the heads of the villagers of the novice village.

The two guard-looking villagers in leather armor were the first to move, the blue question mark on their heads flashed and turned into a red exclamation mark, and then at the same time, they cleaned the BBQ meat skewers in their hands, revealing the stabbing swords used for skewers, and took an offensive posture towards me.

"Don't mess around!" the elder shouted: "Martial Guard No. 1, Guard No. 2, you two retreat!"

The two warriors looked at me with wary expressions, the red exclamation mark above their heads still glaring, but they obeyed the elder's order and lowered their swords.

The elder walked towards me, and the people around him pulled him and he threw him away.

I also walked towards him in small steps, which I thought was a gesture of friendship.

At a distance of about five meters, we both stopped at the same time.

The elder spoke first: "You are... Players?"

I nodded, "Yes." ”

"Is it an old player, or a new player?"

"I'm a novice player, I have a big mission to come here through a special channel, can you give me food first, I haven't eaten for three days. ”

"Three days?!" The elder was shocked: "Three days is the critical point for novices in thousands of machines, if you don't eat or drink for more than three days, you will die, hurry up, don't say anything else, come and eat something." ”

The villagers gave way and the elders led me to the table. Although everyone is watching, I will not be polite, grab the table full of bitterness and stuff it into my mouth.

The food was delicious, and I ate a lot of oil and water all over my face. Halfway through eating, I choked on a piece of unchewed chicken thigh, and I tapped my chest as I pointed to the barrel, and the elder hurriedly ordered: "Pour the wine!!, pour the wine!"

A guy hurriedly poured a glass of wine and handed it to me, and I took it and poured it down, and finally the piece of meat went down.

"Thank you~" I thanked and continued to eat.

The elder took advantage of this break point to come over and ask me, "Are you really a novice player?"

I nodded.

"What's your profession?"

"What occupation?"

"Oh, it seems that your channel is quite special, and you haven't recognized your profession yet, so... What kind of profession do you do outside of the game?"

I thought for a moment and replied, "I'm a sect master. ”

The elders' faces were ecstatic, and the others cheered, and I looked at their excitement a little overwhelmed.

The elder took my greasy hand and said with tears in his eyes: "From today onwards, you are no longer the sect master!"

"And I am?"

"You are an ancestor!"

The people here... So polite?!