"What is this?" A gentleman muttered to himself, scrambled to his feet, his misty eyes gradually opened, and he scanned the beauty around him. Surrounded by fresh mountains and babbling streams, it seems to be noon. He was in the middle of a mountain, and the birds chirped endlessly.

"What happened to me?" His hands stroked his head, thoughtful. Suddenly, he froze, looked down, and let out a scream of terror.

"This is not my usual clothes, how can it be a costume? Ah, I remember! The man suddenly realized, recalling the moment before he fell unconscious.

Meng Anti, a young gentleman who has recently graduated from university. He has a peculiar fetish: a penchant for tragedy. There is a famous quote that once touched him deeply: "Comedy brings joy to people, but tragedy destroys beauty in front of people." ”

Therefore, Meng Yan was intoxicated by countless tragedies and disasters during his study years, and he was very excited every time the protagonist's fate was bumpy and life and death parted. The classmates scoffed at him, ridiculing him for being cold and paranoid, but Meng was unmoved, how could they know the beauty of the tragedy, the loftiness of the tragedy, and the essence of the tragedy.

One evening, Meng Yan wandered the streets alone and just finished watching "Journey to the West". Although he has watched the film countless times, he does not hesitate to buy tickets whenever it is shown again in cinemas. He reveled in his words to himself as he walked: "It's so classic, it's the best of the classics." Even Romeo and Juliet are hard to match. That kind of sadness, that kind of sadness, is really beautiful. ”

When he was excited, he made a move that he regretted and shouted to the sky: "I love tragedy!" “

"Really?" A voice echoed. Meng was stunned for a moment, and then looked around, but there was no figure. "Maybe it's a delusion, but the stereo sound in the cinema is amazing." Meng relented to self-comfort.

But then, another response came. "Do you really love tragedy?" The voice continued to question.

"Uh......" Meng Yan was slightly frightened, there was no one around him, but the voice seemed to come from the front.

The mysterious voice continued, "In that case, I will choose you. ”

Meng stood still for a long time. The voice finally quieted down, he patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "It's really scared of me, could it be that you have met a ghost?" “

Frightened, he was about to return home, suddenly, his vision blurred, something seemed to pull him up, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

When he woke up, the experience before the coma came to mind, and Meng Yan understood something. He crossed over, but he was still confused, why did the mysterious voice, whether god or demon, choose him to cross? It seems to have something to do with his love for tragedy.

Sitting on a boulder, Meng tried to sort out his thoughts, but it was difficult to understand. Eventually, anger welled up in his heart, and he roared angrily into the sky: "Whether you are a god or a demon, although I can barely bear to scare me inexplicably, even if you choose me as an unlucky ghost, I don't care, but you must at least tell me where I am and why I came here?" “

"This place is Qingling Mountain." Suddenly, a voice came.

"What?" Meng Yan didn't expect a response, he just wanted to vent his emotions. However, the appearance of that voice startled him. Soon he recovered and asked, "Who are you?" Where are you? ”

The voice responded, "I can't confirm my identity, I exist in your consciousness at the moment. So you don't need to speak loudly, just communicate with me with your mind. ”

Meng said dissatisfiedly: "I don't even know who I am, so why did you bring me here?" What is your purpose? ”

The voice explained, "I have lost my memory, but the mission is still there, and I need to find someone who is passionate about tragedy to fulfill the mission given to me by my creator." And you, became my choice. ”

Meng asked puzzledly, "What mission?" Alas, how can I be so unlucky, even personal preferences get into trouble. Tell me, who are you sacred, and why have you invaded my consciousness without permission? ”

The voice explained in a calm tone, "You can think of me as a computer system. Now, let me explain it to you in detail. ”

Meng was dizzy and felt that there was more information in his mind. He said to himself: "Could it be "The Legend of Sword and Fairy 4"? Isn't this just a game? I don't like games, so why bother telling me the plot. ”

Meng Yan suddenly jumped up and exclaimed, "What? Is this the game world? How are you going to be? ”

The voice explained, "Your mission is to eliminate the tragedy, and that is the purpose of my existence. ”

"Eliminate the tragedy? I? Are you kidding me? Send me back quickly. Meng shouted eagerly.

The voice remained calm and said, "As long as you complete the mission, you can return." The sound seemed to come from an electronic system, and it remained unhurried throughout.