Winter, snowy nights.

North, Shimmer Forest.

The stars and the moon were dark, the heavens and the earth seemed to be soaked in a cloud of thick ink, and the cold wind howled fiercely, like the howl of the devil in hell.

In the deep part of the forest, there is a simple cottage built of logs, called the wild wolf village, in a corner of the village, there is a low sheepfold, and dozens of goats are locked in the circle.

It is a thick wool curly-horned sheep unique to the north, with thick wool and meat, and is extremely cold-resistant.

As it was, the sheep were huddled together to ward off the biting cold wind that kept piercing through the cracks in the planks.

Suddenly, a young man's shrill voice came from among the flock.

"Joe, can you stop?"

After a few seconds, a rough male duck voice sounded: "Don't worry, I know it." ”

The shrill voice immediately shouted: "There are several farts! That's what you said last time! I said the same thing last time! But I didn't get it right once! ”

The male duck's voice also became louder: "Why is there so much nonsense? Can't you just learn from Rosen and shut up? ”

"You do such dirty things all day long, is it justified?!"

"What, want to fight? As big as your goblin, I can beat your out with one hand! ”

"Come on! Afraid of you?! ”

In the center of the flock stood two teenagers abruptly.

Through the faint light of the torches in the village, I could vaguely see that a young man was very thin, and his thin linen clothes were pulled up to his waist, revealing a pair of skinny legs. The other was even more emaciated, and very short, like a thin hemp stalk.

The two put on a battle and prepared to fight.

At this time, a young man's voice came from among the flock: "Both of you are angry, startle the flock, make noise, and no one can please anyone." ”

It was Rosen, who had been silent.

The male duck didn't care about it: "Hmph, it's nothing more than a few whips, what's the big deal?" ”

The sharp voice did not show weakness, and he hummed with his neck: "I'm not afraid!" ”

Rosen laughed lightly, and his voice was calm: "I can remind you, my son just died yesterday, and I am not happy, do you want to touch this moldy head?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the two thin teenagers subconsciously shrank their necks, and their courage was completely gone, but the young man wanted to be faced, and no one wanted to back down first.

Rosen's voice rang out again.

"In the cold winter and the moon, you are hungry, so save your energy. Joe, you're a little smaller. ”

With the steps, the two teenagers were also deflated.

They glared at each other, snorted coldly, and retracted back to the flock again to keep warm.

Elsewhere in the flock, the persuasive boy curled up among a few docile ewes, and his immature face could not help but reveal a wry smile.

It's been a month since I crossed, and I actually worked as a shepherd for a group of bandits, sleeping with the sheep every day, not enough to eat and wear, and full of fleas and bugs.

I thought I would not be able to hold on, but I didn't expect that life was going by, and I actually got used to it, not only was it not uncomfortable, but I also felt a little comfortable inexplicably.

Why?

In the previous life, when people reached middle age, their bodies were declining, but the burden on their shoulders was increasing day by day.

Parents have to care for their old age, their children have to care about their studies, they have opened a factory, and hundreds of workers have to pay their wages every month, and the economic situation has not been good in recent years, and they have tried their best to barely hold on, but they are also physically and mentally exhausted.

It's as if there is an invisible giant hand that grips his body tightly, tightens it little by little, and squeezes out the life force in his body little by little until it is completely drained!

And now, he is a shepherd in a bandit's den, his father died three years ago in a robbery, and his mother threw herself into the arms of another bandit that night, only to die in childbirth two years ago.

As a 15-year-old bachelor, Rosen is like a bird entering the mountains and forests and a fish returning to the sea, indescribably refreshing.

But there are also a lot of troubles.

In one sentence, there is no hope for the future!

He didn't want to be with bandits for the rest of his life.

It's a pity that I didn't get any benefit from going through it. ’

As soon as he thought of this, Rosen smiled even more wryly.

Concentrate on it, and silently say in your heart: 'Desktop.' ’

Immediately there was a slight light in front of me, and there was a computer desktop with a dark blue background in the field of vision, with a length and width of 16 to 9, 24 inches, the classic specifications of an office computer screen.

The desktop is empty, there is no taskbar, no start key, and no tools, just a folder.

Folder name: "My Harem".

Open the folder, there are a large number of subfolders in it, open one of them randomly, and there will be a large number of pictures and videos that are stored in it that are of an entertainment nature and liked by normal men.

That's right!

Other people have crossed over with anti-natural talent, but he Rosen has crossed over, but he only brought the young ladies who have been collecting for many years.

So how many young ladies are there?

It's not particularly much, it's been collected for 20 years, and the computer has been replaced by seven or eight units, and it has accumulated all the way, and it is only five T's.

This benefit is not completely useless, and after a month of groping, I have also found a way to use it.

Select a picture of a young lady and stare at it for 2 seconds, and an option of 'whether to print or not' will pop up.

As long as you select 'Yes', pick up the tool that can draw, and then relax your mind, you can accurately 'print' the young lady.

If there is a profession of 'painter' in this world, then he should be able to earn a living with this craft.

It's a pity that the bandits in the wild wolf village are all coarse and don't understand art!

Rosen had tried to draw a few pictures of beautiful women on the board with charcoal, and when the thieves saw it, they would just say, 'Well drawn,' and then snatch the board, hide in a corner, and review their ancestral craft on the board.

Occasionally, a single thief will come to him to ask for a beautiful wooden plank, but don't think about the reward, if you dare to say that you don't draw, you will be beaten in the next second.

After a month, a 'rich man' with 5T treasures can only help the thieves herd sheep every day, mixing a few mouthfuls of leftovers to fill his stomach.

When chatting normally, Rosen also learned some basic information about the world from the mouths of others.

He now knew that the land under his feet was known as the Land of Gold, ruled by various golden gods, and the Wolf Village was in the northernmost part of the Land of Gold, and the lord was called the Duke of Ice.

The wolf village is a den of thieves, and the leader is nicknamed 'Iron Claw Wolf'.

It is said that when he was young, the Ironclaw Wolf served as a soldier under a baron.

His nickname is not in vain, when fighting, the color of a pair of hands will become blue and black as iron, and when he goes down, he will open the belly and open the stele and crack the stone.

Half a month ago, a tonnage grizzly bear attacked the wolf village, and Rosen saw with his own eyes that the iron-clawed wolf walked over with an arrow, inserted it with one claw, and directly inserted the hard bear's head into the hole.

It's more powerful than the Nine Yin White Bone Claws!

Two days ago, something scary happened in the stockade.

The bandits went out to rob, and on the way they encountered a terrifying cursed mage, and although they escaped quickly, the leader's son was still cursed by the other party.

When I first came back, there was nothing abnormal, my face was a little pale, but after less than two days, I was bleeding black from all my throats, and my skin was cracked inch by inch and died, which was extremely miserable.

Lawson couldn't help but think, 'Such a powerful iron-clawed wolf, but he can only be a small soldier. Such a powerful bandit went out to rob, met a cursed mage, and ran away without fighting spirit, and he didn't dare to say revenge after his son was killed. The world is terrible. ’

His expectations for the future have been falling again and again.

When he first crossed over, he was thinking about getting drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman and waking up to the power of the world.

Now, his thoughts are very realistic: 'Live well, and if you have the chance, you will escape from the den of thieves and go to the big city, where you can make a living by sketching for the young ladies.' ’

A sharp voice immediately appeared: "Joe, can you be a little good!" ”

"I thought, who called all the women in the village masters?"

The male sighed and said, "If only I could do magic."

Sharp-voiced wonder, "What does magic have to do with women?" ”

"Are you stupid?" The duck said with contempt: "If I knew magic, at night, I would turn all these goats into women and sleep with me every day." ”

'Poof~~'

Lawson listened amusementably and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The male duck snorted, "Rosen, what are you laughing at?" Don't you want women? ”

Rosen smiled lightly: "Of course I want to." ”

Men have desires, and among them, adolescent men have the strongest desires!

The boy's body is like a powder keg, he can't see a little spark, as long as he sees the white arm, he can jump to the full house of children and grandchildren in a few seconds.

But after experiencing it in his previous life, and having deeply appreciated the cold truth of life hidden behind fiery hormones, he is less indulgent and more patient than an ignorant teenager.

He said softly, "The magician is so powerful that even the leader is afraid when he sees it. If you become a magician, you still can't find a real woman? ”

'Haha~~' burst out laughing.

"That's right." The male duck scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed too.

Having said that, Rosen understood Joe's behavior, but he didn't bother to care.

Adolescent boys, commonly known as 'ghosts', are the most rebellious and untamable, and Lawson is the youngest of the three, the weakest, and he has to be beaten if he doesn't agree with him.

For the sake of his own health, he has always been cautious in his words and deeds.

Turning over and putting his numb hands and feet in the warm cashmere, Lawson continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

Suddenly, my back itched, and when I reached out to touch it, it was a blood-sucking bed bug.

The worm has sucked up the blood, and its stomach is swollen like a red bean. Throw it directly into your mouth, bite your teeth, 'crack', it's like eating fried beans, and then don't spit it out, swallow it directly.

Life is difficult, and you can't waste any nutrients.

Outside the sheepfold, the cold wind howled, the snowflakes fluttered tirelessly, and as the night wore on, Lawson yawned and lost his spirit.

In the haze, the mind is still full of thoughts.

'Can I install new software on my computer?' ’

'Being a Spring Palace painter in this world, you should be able to support your family, marry a wife and have children, right?' Or is it just a lifetime of singleness and freedom? ’

'Cursed Mage...... What kind of existence is it? ’

'Can I learn magic?' ’

"Huh!"

Suddenly there was a sheep's cry in my ears, not heavy, but full of alertness.

The next moment, all the sheep in the whole sheepfold stood up.

Rosen woke up instantly, and by the light of the fire that penetrated through the cracks, he carefully surveyed the sheep.

The sheep were a little anxious, and the head sheep repeatedly hit the wooden fence of the sheepfold with their horns, making a 'bang' sound.

The other two teenagers were also awakened, and had already gotten up, and were standing in the flock of sheep looking at each other.

"What's going on?" Asked in a shrill voice.

"Maybe there's a beast outside the stockade, and that's the same last time the grizzly bear came." The male duck guessed.

Lawson thinks the same way, but he is a taciturn character and will not jump to conclusions until the situation is thoroughly understood.

The next moment, the mutation was born again!

In the flock, the two teenagers suddenly changed their expressions!

The faces of the two of them turned blue at a speed visible to the naked eye, blood continued to flow out of their mouths, noses, and eyes, and a pair of thin hands like chicken feet were clutching at their chests, and their mouths made a suffocating sound of 'uh~~uh~~~'.

It lasted less than 5 seconds, and the two teenagers stopped struggling and fell to the ground limply.

Their faces turned black, their heads were unusually swollen, like a swollen, shiny black balloon, and their deaths were extremely tragic!

An unexplainable horror scene occurred in front of Rosen's eyes, giving him a violent mental impact.

His eyes widened in shock, and he stared at the corpse in front of him, only to feel his heart beating like thunder, as if it was about to burst out of his throat.

'Ding! ’

Faintly, his mind shook slightly, and a stream of information crossed Rosen's consciousness.

The software "Lawson's Adventure Diary" has been installed, and the software will record the user's adventure experience from all angles, and the user can play back and take screenshots at any time. ’

Rosen was stunned: 'Install new software?' But what's the use? ’

I didn't have time to think about it, and more anomalies appeared.

The restless flock seemed to be reassured in some way, and gradually calmed down.

The goats stopped hitting the wall, and the ewes lay on the ground again, and at some point, the several torches that were inserted in the outer wall were all extinguished.

The whole cottage fell into a cloud of ink that could not be dissolved, and it was as if a dark hell had descended on the world.