Chapter 1: The Missing People
(The story takes place in a world of pure fantasy and fiction, and the era and country are all fabricated by the author and have nothing to do with reality)
Great Xia Yanguo, Shenjiang City, Jiangwan City, Jinqiu Riverside Residential Area.
A young man in a navy blue sweater sits at his desk, flipping through the files in his hand.
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Half an hour later, Mo Xiaofeng closed the file and leaned back in his chair a little tiredly.
Raising his eyes slightly, he looked at the picture frame on the desk.
In the photo, two women in white wedding dresses with picturesque smiles on their faces are standing next to young men in suits and leather shoes.
The posture of alluring the country and the city, I don't know how many wealthy sons have been disturbed.
But Mo Xiaofeng's black and white eyes are like an ancient well, without any waves.
On a cold poker face, there is no trace of superfluous expression.
Perhaps, only those who are really familiar with him can see the sadness that he buried in his eyes.
At this moment, a strange dialog box immediately popped up in front of the right eye.
[Don't worry about their safety, you'll see them sooner or later, at least, they're already working hard to see you.] 】
"Hum—"
The sudden vibration of the mobile phone interrupted Mo Xiaofeng's thoughts.
Glancing at the caller ID.
Zhou Yufei.
I picked up the phone a little unexpectedly, and soon heard the gentle voice with a little anxiety.
"Xiaofeng, are you okay?"
"It's fine." Mo Xiaofeng's tone was calm, and he asked rhetorically, "What's wrong?" ”
The woman on the other end of the line seemed relieved to hear his voice.
After a while, he spoke again without hurry.
"I just heard that someone is missing in the Jinqiu Binjiang residential area, but it is not clear how many people are missing, and the 'mysterious incident investigation team' in Jiangwan City should be about to arrive in your community."
As soon as Zhou Yufei's words fell, Mo Xiaofeng heard the siren from far and near.
Red and blue lights shine downstairs.
Mo Xiaofeng came to the terrace on the third floor of the villa, and saw that a villa not far away had been surrounded by a number of police cars, and the blue and white police isolation belt had also begun to be arranged.
Is anyone missing again?
With a flash in his right eye, a familiar dialog box reappeared.
He went to another world, but that doesn't mean death. In addition, he and they went to a different world. 】
Other Worlds......
The world is not entirely shrouded in science.
As early as twenty years ago, Mo Xiaofeng understood the truth of this conclusion through his unscientific right eye.
Five months ago, the not-so-scientific world seemed to be crumbling again.
The night outside the window was slightly gloomy, and Mo Xiaofeng turned around and walked back into the house.
Zhou Yufei also hung up the phone after confirming that he was really fine, after all, it was not early now, and tomorrow was Monday, as the film and television entertainment giant of Daxia Yanguo, the big boss behind Xinyuan Group, she also had a lot of things to deal with.
Mo Xiaofeng was also a little sleepy, although it was still a little noisy outside, but the sound insulation of the villa was good, and after returning to the room and taking a shower, he lay down on the bed.
But just as he was about to close his eyes, the dialog box appeared again.
[The bell of the world will ring at the next zero hour, are you ready?] 】
In an instant, Mo Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly opened, and his gaze looked sharply at the clock on the computer screen at this time.
Yenching time, October 9, 23:59:59.
"Knock ——!"
"Knock ——!"
"Knock ——!"
Three dull bells rang in my ears suddenly.
Suddenly, Mo Xiaofeng's vision was shrouded in a white mist that suddenly rose, and then, a demonic whisper suddenly sounded in his mind.
"The bell rings, the curtain opens, the end of the world comes, you and I are dark horses."
"Welcome to the Great World of Doom."
"In this vast world, you can see the soaring golden-winged roc, and you can also see the terrifying fantasy dragon."
"You can see angels dancing with Qingluan, and you can also see demons and dragons confronting each other."
"This is the spark of the collision of myth and epic, and it is also a reality that you cannot avoid."
"Face the reality, embrace the reality, exhaust your thoughts, and laugh at the vicissitudes of the world at your fingertips!"
When the white mist cleared, Mo Xiaofeng noticed that the surrounding environment had changed.
It's still indoors, but it's not the single-family villa he lives in, it's a three-bedroom, two-hall apartment.
The lights in the apartment were all turned off, the curtains were drawn tightly, and there was almost no light in the whole room, which was dark and somewhat oppressive.
I see, is this how the people who have been missing since May have disappeared one after another?
[Not really! They did go to some worlds, but those worlds were not the same as the ones you are in now, and you were one of the first human beings to come to this world. Also, this world is dangerous, and you'd better take a look at the personal system interface of this world first. 】
The prompt from his right eye made Mo Xiaofeng look stunned.
But soon he spotted the virtual image floating in front of him.
Before, because the information in his right eye popped up first, he didn't notice it, but now that the information prompted by his right eye disappeared, he immediately noticed that there was a VR phantom-like system interface in front of him.
There are only two parts on this system interface.
Personal panel, task log.
Mo Xiaofeng reached out and clicked on his personal panel.
Once again, an ethereal whisper sounded in my head.
"Please choose your profession first."
Warrior, Warlock, Assassin, Ranger, Physician, Musician.
Mo Xiaofeng looked at the six options in front of him and thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pointed at the warrior.
Immediately after that, the system interface in front of me changed.
『Doomsday ID:AW17613636472042』
"Nickname": Mo Xiaofeng (changeable)
"Profession": Warrior
"Talent": None
"Level": LV0
[EXPERIENCE]: 0/100
"Commander": 3 (represents the number of soldiers you can command, each additional commander can bring 100 more professions)
"Force": 3 (represents your physical strength, strength, speed, stamina, explosiveness, etc.)
『Soul Power』: 3 (represents your magic power, mental power, willpower, perception, soul strength, etc.)
"Skill": None
"Equipment": None
"Faction": None
[I have to say, this is really a shabby base panel.] 】
The spit function that comes with the right eye was launched in time.
Mo Xiaofeng closed the character panel expressionlessly, and then clicked on the task log.
"Main Quest": Seven days of survival.
『Mission Description』: Survive in this apocalyptic world for seven days.
[Quest Reward 1]: Obtain a random talent.
"Quest Reward 2]: Randomly obtain four skills, and the skill strength is determined according to the task score.
"Quest Reward 3": Further unlock the system interface.
[Quest Reward 4]: 200 World Coins
[Quest Reward 5]: 200 XP points