Chapter 0002: Ye Ming
"What can I do, I'm desperate!" Ye Ming floated helplessly in mid-air, muttering to himself.
That's right, float!
He found that he had turned into a ball of light, and without hands, feet, and little JJ, he was forced to enjoy a living spring palace.
There is no more tragic thing in the world than this....
"I'm supposed to be dead...."
From the moment he woke up to consciousness, Ye Ming had already recognized reality.
Also, in such a large-scale earthquake, he was hit on the head by a stone falling from the sky, and he almost didn't open the scoop, how could he survive?
"I don't know how Xiaoya is now, she should be able to survive..."He thought with some concern.
From awakening to the present, he has been wandering alone in this mysterious space for a long time, and the boundless darkness around him has remained unchanged, as if there is no end in the field of vision.
It was completely different from the imaginary scene, there was no Hades judge black and white impermanence, there was no bull head and horse face eighteen layers of hell, and there was not even a glowing soul - this is how he understood his own state.
This discovery made Ye Ming a little disappointed, the underworld does not exist, and the legendary reincarnation is gone, what will happen to him?
Will it slowly disappear or will it become a lonely ghost?
He doesn't know ....
Because I don't know, I feel scared and confused.
That is, until the guy named Lance suddenly appeared in this space and fused with himself with a hellish expression.
Fragmentary pictures appeared in front of Ye Ming's eyes, and they were rotated and projected in his mind - he got the memory of Lance Ilcutlin!
First of all, here is a continent called Pande.
Legend has it that the Battle of the Titans laid the foundation for the rise of humanity, and the terrifying war between ancient races caused magic to disappear from the world completely.
And these noble and mysterious peoples, once so powerful, now exist only in folklore and troubadour's poems, and only the reclusive Noldor elves may still exist today.
This is the age of mortals!
Hundreds of years ago, a unified empire was established in the midst of swords and wars, peace returned, and the country prospered.
For nearly two hundred years, five generations of kings have guided the nation on the silver throne of Sarion.
However, when the shadow of the Red Death swept across the land, the people of the kingdom fell like mowing grass.
As a result, the royal family died out, the land was left unruled, and many lords began to claim their right to inherit the throne, and invasions followed.
Conspiracy, war, and feats are constantly staged, and all kinds of treacherous faces are repeatedly presented.
The empire of Notda was torn apart like rotten wood, with the proud knights of Ravenston, the remnants of the invaders of the Bacchus Empire, the remnants of Pander of Sarion, the warlike princes of Fieldwee Van Skerry, and the nomads of Daxia.
Five nations stood in the smoke of war on this rich land, truces and covenants no longer seemed secure, and fragile peace was broken again and again.
And as the illegitimate son of the Stoke family, the Duke of Alexis, a vassal of Livingston, Lance's future is destined to be bumpy.
His mother was a lowly concubine, and after giving birth to him with the slightest expectation, the poor woman died in a deliberate murder that seemed like an accident, but time alone was not enough to undo all the evidence.
A knight saves young Lance.
It's just that because it was money rather than love, and despite his Stoke bloodline, he was not taken seriously, and the knight entrusted him to an orphanage in the slums before turning away.
Lance grew up in daily bullying and rebellion, and it wasn't until another knight appeared on the day of his coming-of-age ceremony that his ordinary life took a not-so-good turn.
Background, blood, hatred!
Knowing what he was carrying, Lance had a purpose and a desire for the first time.
In order to become stronger, he studied hard with the knight who had been sent to protect and watch over him, and eventually returned to his family through his own efforts.
After a series of intrigues and struggles, he became the front-line commander of the defense against the barbarians of the Misty Mountains, the acting lord of Ilketrin, and always worked hard for his dream....
"I have to say, it's really an old-fashioned but inspirational life!" Ye Ming said with emotion.
Then, he found that he could see!
He saw a room full of medieval style, heard the voice of the girl, saw the books, the words!
In an instant, Ye Ming felt like he was alive again!
Although he didn't understand why he could understand that strange and awkward language, it didn't affect his inexplicable excitement.
It's all so magical!
Ye Ming looked at the world with novel eyes, like those children who opened the birthday gift box with excitement.
"Has it crossed? This is a crossing!" he was undoubtedly optimistic at the moment.
"But...... Why can't you move?"
After the excitement, Ye Ming tragically discovered that he couldn't perceive the existence of his body at all.
Or rather, the control of this body does not belong to him!
I am just in a wonderful state of possession, and I have no problems with my vision and hearing, but I am the only one who lacks the most important sense.
The harsh reality is depressing!
Why is it that everyone is reborn after crossing over, all kinds of golden fingers open the way, and casually marry Bai Fumei and embark on the peak of life.
It's my turn to be good, but I'm stuck directly in the first step....
Ye Ming lost his mind for a long time, watching this body act on its own in a daze, until this novel experience no longer attracted him.
Perhaps it was Lance's story that inspired him to think about the present and imagine a better future.
"It's all crossed into a ball of light, Lao Tzu still has a fart future!" Ye Ming complained viciously.
"Maybe I should talk to this guy?"
He suddenly felt a strange connection, like a phone call being connected.
"It's... Can he hear it?" When it came to the end, Ye Ming found that he was actually shy: "Hmm... What to say..."
Hello?
No, that's too ordinary.
Hello Lance, my name is Ye Ming, it's a pleasure to meet you?
No, no, I feel embarrassed, and the first impression is very important!
After being entangled for a long time, thinking of Lance's tragic memories, a very old episode flashed in Ye Ming's mind, and he suddenly wanted to pretend to be a force.
"Young man, do you crave power?" he said in as low a tone as he could, his voice tinged with a hint of tremor from nervousness.
Go without saying.
What happened next left him with regret.
After a series of convulsions by Lance, Ye Ming said that he wanted to be alone....
He took the initiative to break this wonderful connection, and his consciousness returned to that mysterious darkness.
However, this time the space became less monotonous and boring, and as he wanted to observe the world in which Lance lived, small rays of light took the initiative to break away from his body and gather together in front of him, becoming a small screen.
Through it, he could clearly see all the actions of Lance, which made Ye Ming feel like he was hiding in a dark room and peeping.
"It's like going from first person to second person...", he muttered quietly, recalling his previous experience in the possession state, "It's just that the screen is too small, if only it could be bigger." ”
Something wonderful happened!
The light flashed in the sky, and Ye Ming was surprised to find that the screen had really become as big as a movie theater curtain with his own thoughts.
And the price was that he obviously felt that the light ball in his body had shrunk by a whole circle, but there were no other symptoms of discomfort.
"Could it be that ... I can control this ball of light to change at will?" Ye Ming thought.
Feeling that his body was hopefully recovering, and seeing the action blockbuster still being staged on the big screen, he was stimulated and immediately imagined in his mind: "Become what I am!
However, the light ball did not move at all.
"Did you fail...... Ye Ming was extremely depressed: "Could it be those points of light?"
He tried to separate a small point of light from the main body, and he succeeded in an instant!
This point of light was milky white, floating silently in mid-air and motionless, as if waiting for Ye Ming's order.
"Ten more!" he shouted excitedly.
The points of light came out in response, neatly arranged together, in an orderly manner, like a line of soldiers waiting to be reviewed.
It seems that the speculation is correct!
Ye Ming tentatively controlled it, with years of experience in playing virtual reality games, he was not unfamiliar with the use of spiritual power.
Despite the lack of equipment, the points of light swayed together under his control, forming a complete circle.
"It's a success!" Ye Ming was overjoyed.
Through experiments again and again, he found that these points of light can not only form various changes with his consciousness, but also embody the composition in his mind.
This discovery made Ye Ming instantly have a childlike attack, controlling them to be arranged into various shapes, a pentagram of stars for a while, and a model of an airplane for a while.
"I've finally found some fun to pass the time!"
Surrounded by boundless darkness, that strong sense of depression made Ye Ming extremely uncomfortable.
It's just that after having fun, he realized that his body was smaller again, as if he had thought of some possibility, and quickly ordered: "Take it all back!"
In an instant, together with the huge screen, everything turned into scattered points of light again, quickly approaching Ye Ming like stars in the sky, and reintegrating into his body.
"It's okay..."
Feeling that his body had regained a little volume, Ye Ming seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"But it's still a lot smaller than before..."He turned around a few times with some uneasiness, and after the energy of the body was separated into small points of light and emitted, it seemed that it would always be in a state of consumption.
And the amount of energy seems to be closely related to the size of one's form, although it is not clear what the effect of the body becoming smaller will be, but it is always a little panicked, isn't it?
"If only the chip were still there...!" Ye Ming thought.