How many years later, Songming stood at the edge of the vast universe, and he would surely think of the world that had been destroyed by his words. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, the earth was a civilized society with a population of seven billion, science and technology were changing with each passing day, and human beings were full of ambition, as if they were given another thousand years to pierce the cosmic firmament;

Songming was forced to participate in a regular class meeting, and the wheels of history that were rolling forward burst with a bang.

"Smack!"

I don't know when, the head teacher appeared beside Song Ming like a ghost, snatched the mobile phone he was playing the game on, smashed it to the ground with a snap, and said coldly:

"You went to college to play games? Are you going to move bricks for the rest of your life? All day long, a puddle of mud can't support the wall, and a mouse poop spoils a pot of porridge...... It's better for a social dregs like you to die in the game!"

The students looked at each other, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

Only Songming is another style of painting.

I saw him drooping his eyelids like no one, leaning on the back of the chair, cocking Erlang's legs, and slowly taking out a yellowed grass root from his arms, and holding it to his mouth carelessly like a cigarette.

That demeanor seems to have taken the forced grid in the game into reality, in order to achieve a certain state of selflessness:

"What's wrong with moving bricks all my life? What's wrong with my game life? Even if I work hard, I can compare to having a good father? Even if I work hard, I can fight through the back door? I can catch up with the goddess who is tired of being played by the second generation? Don't tease the old class, for people like me who have no talent, life is just a garbage game, and the fairness and simplicity in the game is my real world, so I won't die in the game world, I want to be in the game world - eternal life!"

The head teacher's face froze, and the whole person was choked by Songming's sudden second line speech, and even had the illusion that even his glasses were about to be shattered by his sound waves:

"You!"

The classroom was silent, as if even the air had frozen.

At this time-

A cold female voice like a machine fell from the sky, enveloping classrooms, campuses, mountains, deserts, lakes and seas, and even the entire earth in an instant, ringing between heaven and earth, as low and desolate as a death knell:

The system was shattered, and the self-destruct program was immediately activated. 】

"Huh?"

Before he had time to be surprised, Song Ming suddenly found that the head teacher was directly ...... in front of him Crashed.

No, no, it's not the kind of collapse you think, but the "collapse" of body particles scattered and turned into quicksand, and the whole person pours down like a sand sculpture, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes a pool of flowing data.

Songming was stunned, and what surprised him even more was that he collapsed with the head teacher and-

Students, classrooms, campuses, cities, villages, forests, deserts, lakes, oceans...... and even quickly spread to the entire earth, as well as all the universe visible to the naked eye, and the whole world turned into a sea of data in the blink of an eye in a minute, the code flowed and churned, the light and shadow flickered, the illusory like a dream, and the desolation like a ruin desert.

Songming suddenly looked like a lonely boat, in the waves of the sea of data, his eyes were blank, his face was confused, and the yellowed blades of grass fell from his lips:

"Am I masturbating too much?"

To his bewilderment, his five senses and logical thinking were as clear as normal, and he carefully recalled whether he had recently experienced a lightning strike, a car accident, cancer, an airplane accident, a fall off a cliff, or something like "yes/no" popping up behind a blue screen on his computer......

But no.

This means that this is not a dream, nor a time-travel, nor a heaven or hell, this is a bloody reality!

"Is the world itself virtual?"

Thinking of this, Song Ming gasped:

"I'm just going to say it so casually, it's really heaven-shattering? Okay, even if the world is virtual, the question is that since the virtual world has collapsed, I'm still alive for Mao?"

At this moment, the cold mechanical female voice resounded through the sky again:

[Ding - host confirmed, start casting flesh, welcome to the real world!]

......

In the blink of an eye, the sea of data in front of me dissipated, and the "world" returned to clarity.

Song Ming seemed to open up his five senses in an instant, he "felt" that the muscles were tight, the bones were solid, the blood flowed clearly in the body, the fine hairs on the whole body stood up, as if they were numb by static electricity, and every pore was as cool as if he could breathe.

He was in a pit of earth after the explosion.

In the center of the pit was a shattered black iron mainframe mixed with rattling electric sparks, and around it were scattered black shards with intricate textures, and icy pale blue flames floating on them...... It looks like it just exploded.

"This is the world I've always lived in?"

Although there was no apology in his heart, a faint bitterness still appeared on Song Ming's face:

"Destroying the world and saving myself, I'm still a scumbag...... No, no, judging from the current situation, my scum is certain, and whether it is a person or not has to be said separately. ”

The bitterness was fleeting, Song Ming's eyes froze, and his long-standing heart gradually became excited:

"I hope the world isn't as boring as the last one. ”

After speaking, he shuddered violently, turned around and climbed up from the crater.

A pine forest with a howling wind appeared in front of him.

The pine trees are as tall as a building, covering the sky and the sun, and tumbling like waves in the wind; the pine needles are slender and tufty, so green that they are blue, and they rustle in the wind; the pine nuts that are as big as lotus hang down one by one under the branches, and they are a little blue and purple, and they are full of pine nut fragrance in the breeze; and in the depths of the pine forest, the wind gradually subsides, and the unknown wild flowers and grasses poke their heads out on the soft earth, bringing out the fragrance of the earth; the vines creeping like snakes, interspersed with them, as if they could hear the hissing sound.

Song Ming's eyes widened in surprise, the forest wind flickered, lifting his fine, messy short hair, what he saw, what he heard, what he smelled, what he felt on his hair and skin, all the details were meticulous, real and palpable, as if the veil separating people and things had been removed, and it seemed to have touched in an instant, the faint connection between heaven and earth.

Sixth sense.

Song Ming bent down comfortably, dragged a leaf of grass in his mouth and passed the addiction to smoking, closed his eyes and "swallowed", he couldn't help but feel relaxed:

"I didn't expect to be able to experience such a perfect sense of reality in this life, but it's a pity that in this 'real world', I am still alone, if there is a system like in the game, it will be perfect. ”

At this moment, the mechanical, cold female voice suddenly sounded in his head:

[Ding - The body casting is completed, and the '90,000-year Compulsory Cultivation System' is activated. 】

Song Ming was suddenly surprised, and his eyes opened suddenly:

"What the hell is the compulsory cultivation? Is this a fairy world...... Wait, how did this mechanical female voice go from the sky to my head? Is this the so-called physical world? But why does the physical world allow me to bring my own system? In this case, I am probably not a human anymore...... Reasoning without flaws, but somehow a little sad? Anyway, I think therefore I am, whether it is a man, a pig or a god, it doesn't matter at all...... Now that I have the Great Fa of the System, it seems that I am about to live like a God-King again, and I seem to see eternal life beckoning to me...... Before I knew it, I suddenly had a lot of motivation in life!"

At this time-

A swift black shadow descended from the sky, and the terrifying long mouth passed through the pine branch, and the mouth of the blood basin suddenly opened, swallowing the pine song violently.

Before he could react, Song Ming felt that his eyes were black, and the whole person was suddenly poured into the belly of the beast, and after a while, the mucus was entangled, making him unable to move, and a strong sour smell came to his nose, making him intuitively nauseous.

"Swallowed just after the show?"

Song Ming was deeply impressed by this sudden abnormal plot.

But his heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh, because according to the routine, the next step should be the appearance of the "golden finger", so thinking about it, he tapped the side of his head with his fingers, and shouted with his thoughts:

"Get out of the system!"

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