Chapter 1 The crossing is all there, what else is impossible
(Instructions for entering the pit: The author is a newcomer.) )
"Brothers, I have good news for you, I have crossed!"
Wu Jiang opened a post on Tieba with a background image, and then entered a string of words below.
Soon.
There are a lot of replies ticking below, as if this group of guys is squatting in the post bar, as soon as they see the post, they immediately click on it.
"Crossing? Why don't you give a speech about your crossing? β
"Not buddy...... I don't want you to cheat like this! You also use a real picture in this background picture, you ...... Give me a background image of the starry sky? Are you insulting my IQ, or are you insulting your own? β
"Suspicious Ding Zhen, identified as: fake at a glance!"
"I, Qin Shi Huang, make money, understand?"
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Looking at the speeches of contemporary netizens, Wu Jiang called him an expert.
Isn't there anyone who believes the truth now?
Shaking his head and retracting his gaze, he slowly walked to the side of the mirror.
Looking at the figure on the other side of the mirror, who was close to one meter eight in height, with a delicate appearance but a slightly thin figure, he couldn't help but touch his nose.
Just three days ago, Wu Jiang was eating barbecue alone at a roadside stall, but he didn't expect a mud truck to rush straight at him.
Although he reacted quickly enough to dodge in time. But the driver was like he had drunk two taels of fake wine, and the car swayed left and right.
It was his prediction.
Ultimately...... Under Wu Jiang's desperate gaze, he was sent to this world.
Wu Jiang, whose soul penetrated into this world, thought that he was dreaming at first, but after three days of exploration, he found that this world was not the earth of his previous life at all.
This is a world called Spirit Star, which is almost the same as the previous world's technological development.
The difference is that the country where he is located is called:
Kyushu!
Fortunately, the cultural inheritance is almost exactly the same as that of China in the previous life.
At first, after getting this information, Wu Jiang was a little happy.
After all, although the two worlds have the same scientific and technological development, there is still some gap in cultural development. As for the famous Divine Comedy in his head, it is a big income to write it casually.
No matter how bad it is, when a back copy is published.
Writing a novel can also make your little life quite nourishing.
But when he opened the original owner's mobile phone and saw the news inside, his heart could no longer calm down.
[Shocked! The eight hens raised by the residents were killed late at night, is this a distortion of human nature or a moral degradation......]
"Ahem! Wrong point, it's this. β
Wu Jiang coughed lightly, crossed out the news in embarrassment, and looked at the news below.
[The 26-year-old Leng Yan's stepmother died tragically at home, with claw marks all over her body, and surveillance showed that no other creatures entered the woman's home in the 14 days before the incident. γ
[Giant paws appear in the waves of the Great Ocean, experts speculate that this may be a prehistoric giant beast that remains today, and recommend sealing off the area near the beach. γ
[The Rice Federation was shocked by the appearance of a thirty-meter-long terrifying giant crocodile, there is a picture, there is the truth! ] γ
Even if there is a coding artifact blocking it, the bloody and terrifying photos still make Wu Jiang feel shocked across the screen.
It stands to reason.
Something like this on the Internet, as a living in the modern age, once a male college student.
Wu Jiang would not believe it at all.
But......
Putting aside the fact that you have crossed over, what else is impossible to talk about.
Just talking about the question of how the original body died, we have to believe in the existence of all this.
Thinking about it, he slowly looked down at his left chest, the location of his heart, and what he saw was a scar covering the entire heart.
It's like a scar left by someone who has been pierced through the chest with a sword, and then miraculously resurrected, and the wound has healed.
In fact, the original owner was killed by a sword piercing the chest.
As for the reason, I have to mention a mysterious game on his computer that has no name.
Five days ago, the original owner came home from work and sat in front of the computer, about to play a game to relax, when suddenly he noticed a game with no name in the center of the screen.
Out of curiosity, he subconsciously clicked on the game.
And then ...... Out of control.
This is a management lord game.
Upon entering the game, the player will spawn in a random location, then be given a fixed building: the Altar, and receive a class completely randomly.
What does it mean to be completely random?
It's random troops, random status, random number......
The original owner's initial class is five ordinary one-star classes with the "Bloodline" suffix, and a blood bat the size of an adult's head.
And then... And then there is no more!
There is no introduction, no novice guidance, and no online explanation of a beautiful young lady. There was only a desolate scene, and five hideous-looking, blood-red blood bats circled around the villain in his game.
How can you do it without a beginner's tutorial?
In order to play this game well, the original owner went over the wall to collect this information everywhere.
Don't say it, he really found it.
A post on the Internet called: Introduction to the Mystery Game, which briefly introduced the game.
It opens with a bloody warning.
"Poor worm. When you see this text, it means that your life no longer belongs to you.
Are you laughing? Isn't it funny? It's really funny, I thought it was funny at first, but soon you don't have a place to cry. β
"Remember, if a character dies in the game, you ...... Right! Even you in the real world will die! Don't ask me why I know, you must know that the first batch of Chosen Lords have cut stubble after stubble of grass on their graves. β
"In the game, all you have to do is be simple, do everything you can to make yourself stronger. You can make your character stronger, and you can also make your class stronger. β
"Eternity is full of dangers, and you never know when danger will come. But don't be too pessimistic, know that everything in the game can be realized...... The premise is that you have 'money', which is certainly not real money. β
"So...... You know what I mean. β
Understand! Of course I do!
Not only Wu Jiang understands, but the original owner also understands.
Everything in the game can be embodied in reality, which means that the chosen person has an extraordinary opportunity!
Extraordinary! Something that many people dream of.
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Unconsciously, Wu Jiang was already sitting in front of the computer desk, looking at the icon in the center of the screen, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Although he was excited, he couldn't help but retreat when he recalled the hideous scar on his chest.
Although the transcendent is good, it must also be fateful!
It's like the original owner, how long has it been playing...... Two days! was killed by a high-level goblin swordsman.
As a coincidence, the blood bat was dormant during the day, and the original owner was killed by a sword through the chest after King Qin, who had been playing with the goblin swordsman for a while.
Recalling these, Wu Jiang raised his eyebrows.
"How did I endure this torture at this age? If you have to take a good day, you have to take risks, isn't this a brain show? β
Wu Jiang's voice fell......
γDing! γ
For some reason, the game on the screen starts on its own, and a quaint, magnificent stone door slowly opens.
The scarlet moon rings hung high in the air, and the white moonlight presented the desolate land in front of you.
The camera drops quickly.
Sketch out the big characters in front of the screen.
[Ominous coming, eternal calamity.] Influenced by unknown forces, the young lord rises from death and fights once again to save the world. γ
The big characters shattered, and the picture instantly pulled into the hut, on the figure lying in a pool of blood.
The magnificent scene from before was shattered like a mirror. The gears of fate are quietly turning, this... It is destined to be an epic to celebrate.