Lin Xiuge looked at his body, a little confused, a little sad, and at the same time a little funny.

In less than three minutes after his death, his mental journey had turned in countless circles.

He watched his past colleagues gather around his body, constantly trying all kinds of first aid methods, but only Lin Xiuge knew that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't change the sad fact in front of him.

I'm dead.

The soul is out of body.

Lin Xiuge turned his head a little stunned and looked at the wall next to him, where a poster was pasted.

It was a unique, well-made fantasy poster — a huge black sun hanging high above a somewhat dilapidated spire complex, and beneath the poster, a line of large letters.

"There is still 1 day before the launch of "Black Sun Era"!"

Looking at the familiar poster in front of him, Lin Xiuge began to wonder if he had seen too many hell jokes, which led to his death like a hell joke in the end.

As the main person in charge of the plot and world view of the game "Black Sun Age", he died suddenly in the early morning of the game's launch, and death came so quickly that he didn't even understand the concept of death deeply.

He melancholy returned to his workstation, taking in everything familiar around him, watching as his familiar body was taken to the elevator by the medical staff and colleagues who had rushed in......

Lin Xiuge instinctively wanted to catch up, but a sense of weakness and sleepiness entangled him, and he could no longer get up from the office chair under him.

"That's the end of it?"

He muttered to himself in frustration, then closed his eyes in response to the feeling of sleepiness.

The sleep on the soul level did not last long, because in the darkness, there seemed to be a sound, the sound from far and near, from faint to loud, and finally completely shattered Lin Xiuge's hard-won sleep, he opened his eyes angrily, wanting to see which bastard could bear to destroy the sleep quality of a dead ghost.

It was still a familiar office scene in front of him, and he was still sitting at the desk he knew best, but the studio that should have been incomparably bright was now extremely dark and oppressive, and everything around him seemed to be shrouded in heavy darkness, making it impossible for people to peep.

He couldn't see anyone.

So Lin Xiuge turned his head to look out the window, and to his surprise, the world outside the window was also pitch black, and the darkness was so even, as if someone had covered all the windows with a black curtain.

Just as he was confused, the sound that woke him up before came again, Lin Xiuge hesitated to get up, and looked in the direction where the sound came from, but saw that in the darkness in the distance, there seemed to be a faint light flickering slightly, it sounded, it seemed to be the sound of a certain fighting game, and he could even recognize the sound effect of one of the characters when they released their skills and combos.

"What the hell......"

Lin Xiuge squinted and glanced twice in the direction where the light came from, but immediately, his eyes were attracted by the computer screen on the side.

For some reason, on top of this computer screen, there were some strange and unfamiliar words floating, which looked like ink suspended in the air, floating up and down in front of the screen, and when Lin Xiuge focused his eyes on it, their corresponding meanings appeared in Lin Xiuge's mind very naturally.

"Two fangs of a mountain troll."

The moment he understood this line of text, Lin Xiuge was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he immediately turned his gaze to the side, and he saw more floating black lettering on the computer screens, office lockers, and even tablets on the desktop.

"Five hundred gold coins in general."

"Three bottles of swamp witch's moss."

"An eyeball for any mage's apprentice."

"The left ear of an adult earth dragon."

"A set of orthodox female aristocratic ornaments in the Waters Kingdom."

All sorts of strange words and sentences filled Lin Xiuge's mind.

He reached out to touch the floating words and the things they held behind him, but his palm felt like it touched a transparent wall.

"Universal Gold, Earth Dragon, Swamp Witch, Wattle Kingdom...... These are all terms in our own game worldview. ”

Lin Xiuge thought about it, and carefully came to the dark corridor, as a plot planner with rich experience and poisoned by all kinds of messy culture, he already had some bold guesses and ideas about what was happening in front of him, but he didn't dare to be sure of it, he could only explore the past towards the only place where light and sound came from.

The corridor wasn't long, and there were snack racks and drink cabinets for the project team attached to the walls, and there were several vending machines next to them, but now, these things also had weird words floating on them, which made it impossible for Lin Xiuge to dig into them.

At the end of the corridor is the rest corner.

Also known as the "Fishing Corner", when he is not too busy at work, Lin Xiuge will occasionally blow water and fish there with his good colleagues, or play those arcade games that can show off their skills.

He was sure that that was where the light would be.

Soon, Lin Xiuge came to the side of the rest corner, and the first thing he saw was the glowing screen, which, as he had judged before, was running the latest sequel to the classic fighting game, and on the opposite side of the screen, a slender figure was comfortably leaning on a lazy sofa.

Lin Xiuge couldn't see the person's face clearly, and he couldn't even distinguish the gender of the other party, he could only see that the other party was wearing a well-fitting black suit, and his face was shrouded in a dark mist, and he was concentrating on operating the game controller in his hand at this time.

“K！！！ O！！！ ”

The familiar sound effects of the game came from the direction of the screen, and a huge and eye-catching font popped up on the screen, and in the light of the screen, Lin Xiuge stepped forward to ask something, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the slightest sound.

"Shh

The strange stranger raised a finger and made a silent gesture, then reached out to the side of the wall.

Lin Xiuge looked down, but found that two huge doors appeared on the originally empty wall.

Both doors are made of metal, and on the left side of the door depicts a huge ship, but around this ship, there are countless hands, which appear to be trying to replace and disassemble parts of the ship.

The door on the right is relatively simple, with no pattern on it, but a line of text floating on it.

"Corona of the Black Sun."

As before, the door was separated by an invisible wall that Lin Xiuge couldn't touch.

So he had to go to the door on the left and try to put his hand on its handle.

The door opened, but behind it, there was pure darkness.

At this moment, a chuckle of indistinguishable men and women came from behind, and Lin Xiuge was about to look back, but he felt a force suddenly acting on his body, so he could no longer control his balance, so he fell into the abyss in front of him in panic and fear.

……

"In the soft colors of the light, the beautiful curves were reflected again on the curtains, and the young man stopped, held his breath, and he could swear that he had never prayed to the god of the cold winds in the past, but at this moment he prayed urgently to the god who had no exact image, that he might come here, and cast his eyes at the window, as he had done himself, and open the curtain in his place, and see the view behind it."

He took out the wine and poured it into his mouth, so that a hot sensation flowed down his throat and ignited the fire in his eyes, and at this moment the god of the cold wind, whom he had called so many times, seemed to be unable to hold it back, and a breeze blew and gently rolled open the corner of the curtain......

Schug Ernst was hunched on a table in the corner of the beer hall and was writing a book, but the sight of him made him very uncomfortable to stop writing.

"Write! Keep writing! ”

A somewhat hoarse voice urged beside him, it was the owner of this beer hall, he was obviously a little impatient, he reached out and patted Shuge on the shoulder twice, seeing that the young man in front of him still did not have the idea of continuing to write, he changed his mind and said, "Okay, I'll go get you a sour beer, old recipe?" ”

"Well, old ways, add more syrup and ice."

The boss walked away with hurried steps, and the blocked sunlight fell again and sprinkled on Schug Ernst.

Hug turned his head, and he saw the face reflected in the glass again.

This is a black-haired young man with deep-set eye sockets and a fair complexion, perhaps because of long-term malnutrition, the young man's face is on the thin side, giving people the feeling of staying up late and seriously lacking sleep.

Black hair and white skin are the most famous symbols of the Ernst family in the Waters Kingdom, but as a dispensable illegitimate child in the family, Schug Ernst who was kicked into this small border town can only rely on writing "nameless" things in exchange for manuscript fees.

This is Lin Xiuge's current state.

Of course, if he was just a down-and-out young man, he would not find anything unpleasant about being alone in a small border town and writing some gaudy literature, which was even very suitable for his job, but in fact, he was facing a huge trouble.

After two days of repeated confirmation, Xiuge can already be sure that he has indeed come to the world view of the game "Black Sun Era", but as the main person in charge of the game's plot and world view, he is not happy at all.

Because the era he is currently living in is a hundred years before the main story begins.

And he himself seems to have become a character who appears repeatedly in the background setting.

In the plot outline created by Hug himself, "Baron Ernst" has a very important place - he will serve as a clue character to guide the player through the original main story.

It sounds like a "child of destiny" with an extraordinary status.

In reality, however, Baron Ernst was a complete hapless.

Shug remembers very well that in the setting of the final online version, the life of the illegitimate son of the Ernst family was completely unrelated to happiness and stability, his life was accompanied by death, disaster and betrayal, and after going through pain and suffering, the poor bastard from the Ernst family finally inevitably grew into a cruel pervert who was active around the kingdom of Waterl, and was finally killed on the spot in a large-scale joint crusade, and Baron Ernst's head was even melted into the statue, Forever erected in the wilderness.

"Boom!"

A glass of sour beer with ice and extra syrup was placed heavily in front of Xiuge, and the golden liquor shook around on the ice, successfully interrupting Xiuge's thoughts.

The lewd old face of the tavern keeper Schubert came from the side, and as soon as he spoke, he made Xiuge feel irritated: "You still owe the debt!" ”

"I know that after the submission tomorrow, I will pay off the bill......"

"Okay, two silver coins in total, I'll remember both."

Schubert was very relieved of this young man, he had been like this for the past year, he could live well for two days with manuscript fees, and once the funds were cut off, he would start to give credit everywhere, although he was embarrassed, but the money that should be given was never less than half of it.

Schubert glanced at the paper in front of Xiuge, and saw that there were a few more lines on it, so he quickly wanted to come over and see, as an old bachelor, he really loved what Xiuge had written, and wished he could get a few new ones in one go, so that he could take them back to the room and read enough.

Schug felt a little laughed at the tastes and preferences of these "otherworldly people": "Mr. Schubert, I can't write when I am stared at...... I'll deliver it tomorrow, and you'll see it in full by the morning the day after tomorrow at the latest, so there's no need to rush for a while. ”

"You're so bad!"

The old man stomped his foot twice, but the words that kept appearing on the paper were so tempting, so he took two steps and turned back, and said, "Hey, boy, will you be able to finish it today?" ”

"Of course."

"Then when you're done, show me first...... It's okay in a while, I'll erase your fraction on the bill, and I will invite you for this cup today, how about it? ”

A deal that wasn't a deal was negotiated.

Schubert's jubilant figure disappeared into the door of the back kitchen, and the whole beer hall fell into calm again.

It was morning, and except for "special people" like Xiuge, almost no one would come in to drink at this time, so in the empty beer hall, only the faint sound of Xiuge's second-hand magic ink pen rubbing against the paper could be heard.

The sunlight was fading little by little, and when the few sheets of manuscript paper in front of Xiuge were full of words, and it was already close to noon, other customers began to walk in the beer hall, and the young barmaid with long flaxen hair and a beautiful face also appeared in the tavern.

She came straight to Shuge.

"Ah, you're rushing to work today?"

The barmaid treated Xiuge as gently as ever, she took away Xiuge's empty wine glass, and brought another cup of hot tea with mint grass: "Uncle told me that he can see the latest manuscript with you...... In case he brags about it all over the place after reading it, it's not good for you. ”

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Sally."

Schug nodded very politely at the beautiful barmaid, "In fact, as long as Mr. Schubert does not brag to the people of the newspaper, there will be no trouble. ”

The two were about to continue talking, when Schubert's obnoxious voice came again, and the tavern began to grow more crowded, and Sally had to entertain other guests.

Seeing off the young barmaid, Xiuge's gaze involuntarily drifted to the magic calendar and clock on the wall beside him.

Despite the old calendars and clocks in the tavern, the magic and mechanisms that support them are still intact, so they give accurate and clear times.

In the year 2699 of the Karth calendar, the month of gin, the twenty-first day, a quarter of an hour before noon.

In eight days, the city of Salem will celebrate the annual "Armistice Festival", which is used every year to celebrate the long peace between the "Kingdom of Waterl" and the "Kingdom of Teresa", which is why in recent times, the faces of the people of the city have always appeared with joy and joy.

However, as soon as he thought of this, Xiuge's face darkened at this moment at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this world, I am afraid that no one knows better than him what will happen in the city of Salem next.

He was sure that the strange and beautiful town in which he lived would be a real dead place, and that there would be no living people within the high walls, including the newspaper proprietor, all the guests of the tavern, and of course the obscene Schubert and the beautiful young barmaid Sally.

This was not a delusion on the part of Xiuge, but a setting that he typed out on the keyboard with his own hands.

Now, however, this is the fate he needs to challenge.