Those memories swarmed in, and the images that flashed and disappeared were like picture scrolls, wandering in my mind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Memories are gathered, and faces are as vivid as ever.

After a long time, Liu Xingchen reacted, he looked at the small shop next to him, and the female boss who splashed water made a basin of clean water and put it on the platform outside, and then walked into the store again.

Liu Xingchen walked over and looked at his reflection in the basin in a daze.

It was a boy, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with long black hair untrimmed, the back part casually tied into a bunch and draped behind him, his bangs were slightly longer, a few strands of hair crossed his eyelids, and on his thin face was a pair of energetic and energetic eyes, and his face was a little delicate, but it was not his original appearance.

His name is Nalan Xingtian, this is the dusty continent, and he is in Loulan City, the capital of a country called Cincinnati.

The identity is a wanderer, and the concept of this continent is more vague, he carefully searched his memory, but did not find more and more important things.

"Cross-section?" he muttered to himself.

The protagonist of the novel travels through either a king or a prince, or a down-and-out noble lord, and being a vagabond like him is completely hellish difficulty. And most of the crossing protagonists have golden fingers, but he is ...... Wait, cheatfinger.

"System?"

"Brain?"

"Grandpa?"

"Open Sesame?"

He tentatively called in his head, and finally got a response.

"Drop... Drip... Drop..."

"The host is detected, the smart chip is started, the host memory is searched, the database is updated, and the host is named. A synthesized version of the electronic sound sounded in my head.

"What kind of existence are you?" Liu Xingchen asked the doubts in his heart.

"Codename NKBF387452355M2FC32 nano-level smart chip, please name the host. ”

"It seems to be a very high-tech thing, at least not in the era when I existed, and I don't know why I traveled with me through boarding into my body. Then you call it the Apocalypse. His first impression was the name.

"Drop... The name is complete, codenamed Apocalypse. ”

"Apocalypse, can I go home? back to where I came from?" he asked.

"Drop... The data is corrupted, cannot be completed, and the space-time node cannot be established. ”

"So you can't go back?" he sighed.

"Drop... Unable to establish space-time nodes. ”

"It's just a luxury. Liu Xingchen felt a little excited, and even the surprise of having a golden finger faded a little.

"What kind of function do you have now?" Liu Xingchen thought of this very important question.

"Data memory and storage, data analysis, scanning, identification. Adrenaline-activated mode, which is not tolerated by the host underage body, is not recommended. After the database is improved and repaired, more functions will be opened. ”

It's a baby, at least so that I can rely on myself as an orphan in the dusty continent. I know a little bit about adrenaline, which seems to be something that improves explosiveness, but it seems to be too much burden on me.

"How do I fix the database?" asked Liu Xingchen.

"Increase the strength of the host, get more energy, and repair the database. ”

"Is there a quick fix?" Liu Xingchen did not give up.

"It is recommended that the host find a way to improve on their own, and the apocalypse is only for the auxiliary mode. ”

"Well, you're still on your own. Liu Xingchen glanced at his lips and said.

"So, try your features, scan and analyze. Liu Xingchen said.

For him, data memory and storage are easy to understand, but this scanning and analysis can be tried to the point where he wants to try.

An ordinary adult man walked by in front of him, and Liu Xingchen secretly gave an order to the apocalypse: "Scan." ”

"Drop... Drip... When the scan is complete, whether to specify it as a standard unit of measurement. ”

"Yes. Liu Xingchen said affirmatively.

"RACE: HUMAN, ADULT HEALTHY MALE, HEIGHT 175 CM, WEIGHT 65 KG,"

"Designated as a standard unit of measurement, strength (1), agility (1), constitution (1). ”

"Scan myself. Liu Xingchen continued to issue instructions.

"Drop... Drip... Scan the host, scan complete. ”

"RACE: HUMAN, BONE AGE: THIRTEEN YEARS OLD, HEALTHY UNDERAGE MALE, HEIGHT 165 CM, WEIGHT 46 KG. ”

"Strength (0.6), agility (0.7), constitution (0.6), good physical development. ”

"The above data is classified and stored, and the project is classified by humans. ”

It seems that he is in good health, and his body is much better than that of his previous otaku.

Liu Xingchen came back to his senses, only to find that he had been standing in front of the shop, and he didn't know that time had passed during the exchange with the apocalypse.

He looked at the unfamiliar young man's face in the basin again, and muttered, "Since I can't go back, I will also become one with you, from today onwards, I will be Nalan Xingtian." ”

......

Nalan Xingtian walked in the alley, just now, he walked around along the road, although it is not as good as a modern super metropolis, but it is also a very large ancient city.

It's just that the gray bricks, the arched gates, and the domed castle are somewhat similar to the situation in my dream.

I was traveling in a dream, and I didn't know what the dream meant, or what it had to do with all this.

He thought about it and walked away, but he couldn't figure it out at all, and the apocalypse seemed to only have basic logical functions, and he couldn't answer questions and answers as freely as a human.

He felt that his thoughts were a little messy, and he unconsciously touched his forehead with his hand.

"Hey, Nalan Xingtian, why is you alone today?" a voice sounded not far away.

Nalan Xingtian looked for prestige, it was a young man, the same age as himself, and his delicate face had a pretended deep expression.

"Nalan Xingtian, are you scared if you don't speak? I brought a lot of friends today. As the young man spoke, a group of people behind him surrounded him and surrounded Nalan Xingtian in the middle.

Nalan Xingtian was struggling to search for his memories.

Ling Aochen, this young man's name is Ling Aochen, a nearby street child, entangled with many friends who are also street children, in Nalan Xingtian's memory, the only way to communicate with him is the number of fists that are not counted between each other.

It turned out to be an enemy, and he secretly counted the number of people around him, plus Ling Aochen, a total of five people.

I can't beat it, there are too many people. Well, as a member of the traversal crowd, on the first day of traversal, I was going to be bullied by a group of little kids in another world, which is really sad. If you really can't beat it, then run, although it's a shame, but it's better than being beaten.

Nalan Xingtian secretly thought so in his heart.

"Talk to you, you dumb man, scared silly, fool. Ling Aochen walked over, raised his hand and punched Nalan Xingtian in the face.

His face ached, and Nalan Xingtian staggered back.

"Drop... Drip... The host face is attacked. ”

Nalan Xingtian was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and let the little fart beat him, and a wave of anger rose faintly in his heart.

He suppressed his anger and gave instructions to the apocalypse in his heart: "Apocalypse, scan." ”

"Drop... Drip... Scan Complete"

"Name: Ling Aochen, Race: Human, Bone Age: 13 years old, healthy minor male, height 160 cm, weight 45KG. ”

"Strength (0.5), agility (0.6), physique (0.5), good physical development. ”

Nalan Xingtian scanned the people around him again, and found that the data was only between the two middles, and he was the one with the highest data in comparison.

"Is there a way to deal with it? Nalan Xingtian asked.

"Activated Assisted BATTLE, is it activated?"

Nalan Xingtian glanced at Ling Aochen's smug face, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Activate." ”