The blue sky and white clouds, the sun shining high, the calm sea shining in the golden sun.
"Wow! Wow!" The waves rushed to the shore, gently stroking the soft beach, and reluctantly retreated.
On the golden sand beach, there are many colorful shells lying there quietly, just like treasure to be found.
At this time, there was a little life on the soft beach. A hermit crab stood up and crawled quickly, began to paint on the beautiful beach, leaving a series of footprints, but suddenly a mountain appeared in front of it.
The hermit crab doesn't know what retreat is. It quickly climbs up, vows to conquer the peak, never detours, and even the sea applauds for it.
However, the warrior was gently lifted by two fingers, and the sleepy boy looked at the seafood in his hands, again sweeping away the beautiful scenery pictures only seen on the computer, and immediately fell into three major problems in life.
"Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?"
The captured hermit crab warrior will not give in to capture. He seizes the opportunity for the enemy to be in a daze. He launches a fearless charge and clamps the enemy's fingers with his big pliers.
"Ah! It hurts!!!"
In the boy's screams, the hermit crab warrior was thrown out and flew across the sky to the free sea.
The boy looked down at his swollen fingers, ready to cry without tears, and said sadly, "It hurts! Will it not bleed?"
"My voice is like this?" Although my heart was confused, the injury was still important.
According to his own inexplicable medical knowledge, the teenager could only purr his fingers, walk slowly, look at the strange scenes around him, and hope to find some help.
"This is the sea! How beautiful it is!"
In the exclamation, the boy slowly walked into the sea and let the water wash his feet. He felt very fresh, and the whole soul was evolved.
"Why don't I wear shoes? What are shoes?"
The subconscious reaction in his mind made the boy puzzled. At this time, he also saw his face clearly from the calm sea like a mirror.
He is a young man with thick black hair and a shaggy hairstyle. His hair is just as long as his face. His eyes are big and bright, his eyes are bright, and his nose is small. His slightly surprised mouth opens but opens wide, revealing white teeth. There are two dimples around his mouth.
"Is this me? Am I like this?"
I don't know why, but he felt uneasy. He unconsciously felt that he should not be like this.
His upper body was dressed in a white suit with short sleeves, revealing the sharp muscles on his arms, and his lower body was covered in blue shorts. He felt his whole body unconsciously, but there was no pocket.
The idea of "doom!" came into his mind unconsciously.
…………
The sky has gradually darkened, the sea has also become dark, the wind and waves are getting bigger and bigger, but the boy is still sitting on the beach in a daze.
He found that he seemed to have lost his memory, and the guy who had nowhere to go had to stay where he was, hoping that someone related to him could show up and take him away.
However, he waited from day to night, and no one appeared on the beach. He had to sit there quietly, trying to get some clues from the empty brain.
"Gulu Gulu"
The boy listened to the voice, covered his stomach and said dejectedly, "I'm so hungry! I'm powerless!"
He collapsed and shouted, "Is there anyone here?"
The cries roused the birds in the jungle behind them, and they also cried loudly, as if they were scolding the homo erectus who had been sitting there since the day.
"It's over..." The boy confirmed that he was really in a bad situation.
[The system is being activated...]
[10%, 50%, 100%, activation successful, protagonist system starts...]
"What sound?" The boy subconsciously hugged his knee and looked around in fear, but there was nothing on the beach except the sound of waves beating the beach.
[Ding! It is detected that the host status is abnormal, and the reason is being queried...]
"Am I the host?"
[Ding, the detection is completed, and the host is analyzed for physical changes and memory loss due to the impact of spatiotemporal turbulence. Now we start the third plan...]
[Backup memory transmission in progress...]
"What memory?" the boy asked subconsciously.
[The system doesn't want to answer irrelevant questions.]
"Ah? Why?! That's too much!"
【1%、2%、3%……】
With the number rising, the young man suddenly came up with memories. He was an ordinary person on the blue star. He was in his thirties. As a programmer, when he worked overtime everyday, a subtitle appeared on the computer.
[Do you want to experience the magnificent life? Do you want to sit on a beautiful woman, drink in a big bowl, eat meat in a big piece? Do you want to experience the pleasure of life and death battle?]
[If you are willing, please bind this system. The main character system is made by the great and invincible... God of destiny, which is an absolute quality guarantee!]
"What ghost?" As a programmer, a good young man with years of education, only a middle-aged man with thin hair, he had already passed the age of fantasy. How could he fall into such a trap.
However, looking out of the window in the big city, some people are still reveling in the bar disco all night long. The bar across the street is the representative. There is a continuous stream of pedestrians, but they are alone in this 30 square meter office.
In the dark and deserted office, I have to type in front of the computer screen. I can't even breathe when I squeeze the subway in the morning. Every time I come out, I feel my underpants are wet. He came home in the middle of the night. Although there were only a few people in the subway, his heart only felt lonely.
Every day, day after day, year after year, the wife he met on blind date doesn't care whether he loves her or not, but lives together. It seems that his heart has been turned into a pool of stagnant water by life.
"Is this the life I want? Of course not!"
Looking at the words on the computer screen, the middle-aged man drew a cigarette from the cigarette box in his pocket, and drugged himself with nicotine.
In the smoke, the man's eyes are blurred. If he really can, he will, and who will refuse!
But everything is fake. Anyone who takes this seriously is a fool! Is he stupid? Of course not!
Life is like this. I have to live.
But then a voice appeared in his mind.
[Host consent tendency is detected, and the system is automatically binding...]
The computer screen returns to the code page again, and the voice in my mind does not contain feelings, but is a pure machine.
But the middle-aged man only thought that the voice was an angel's voice.
No words can describe the man's ecstasy and shock at this moment. His fingertips tremble and he reluctantly pressed the fireworks in his hands on the table.
He stood up, waved his arms, sang and danced. His inner ecstasy was indescribable. He even felt that he was dreaming at this moment!
[The binding of the protagonist system is complete. Does the host have any questions? This system will give you a simple answer.]
The middle-aged man calmed down when he heard the voice. He pulled back to the computer chair beside him, sat back again, put his legs on the table directly, suppressed his ecstasy, and asked in a calm voice: "What is your system for?"
[The function of the protagonist system is to take the host to travel through different worlds, so that you can experience a truly interesting life.]
"Just passing through? Is there anything that makes me strong?" The middle-aged man asked loudly with wide eyes and flashing hands.
"Is that the invincible ability in the world?"
[The system will provide the host with templates of other world heroes to ensure the security of the host.]
The man clapped excitedly. He jumped up from the computer chair and shouted happily, "That's it!"
[Is the host ready? The journey is about to start.]
"This is the beginning? Wait a minute! Let me think again." The middle-aged man walked back and forth in the small office several times, "System, what is your purpose? Do I need to do tasks after passing through? Can I still come back?"
[The purpose of this system is to perform for God! You can release tasks or not, everything depends on whether it is interesting!]
[When the host is abandoned by God, the system will leave the host and select another candidate.]
[If you leave the world, you can't return. You will embark on an irreversible journey until death or the system automatically disengages, and you will also stay in the world where you were.]
[Does the host understand?]
"Ah, I know!"
[Are you ready to go?]
"Wait a minute, please wait a minute!"
The middle-aged man sat back in his computer chair. He scanned everything around him, took out his cigarette case, and began to smoke one cigarette after another.
At the end of the office, the smoke was so thick that people could not breathe. The man opened red and swollen eyes, and he did not say a word all night.
When the rising sun shed the first ray of light in this office, the man woke up from the computer table. The floor of the table was full of cigarette butts. The first thing the middle-aged man woke up was to loudly ask: "System, are you still there?"
I'm here! Is the host ready
"Wait a minute!"
The man immediately relaxed, picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was six o'clock in the morning.
He didn't return all night, but there was no news on his mobile phone. He put his mobile phone back on the table with a sigh.
"Alas... let's go."
As soon as he spoke, the man disappeared into the office, leaving only cigarette butts everywhere and mobile phones shaking on the table.
It's dawn, the alarm clock is ringing, and his adventure is about to start!
