Chapter 1
Shen Du Jianliu crossed the road slowly and calmly, holding an umbrella in one hand, and looked up at the sky where thunder was rolling.
The heavy rain, accompanied by thunder, penetrated the thick clouds and hit the red umbrellas with crackling sounds. The severe rainstorm reduced the number of pedestrians on the street.
He was thin and his skin was as white as paper, making him stand out on the deserted street.
Judging from the weather alone, this world is no different from his.
…
Yes, his world.
Shen Du Jianliu has been here for exactly 3 days.
Several violent incidents break out every day in the strange city where he is currently located, but the city is well planned, business is prosperous, the world's overall development is stable and peaceful, and you can occasionally see smiles on people's faces.
Most importantly…
There is no hopelessness of infection here.
[Anchor, anchor!] Can you go to the Red Brick Warehouse and have a look? 】
[I want to see the Hong Kong Five Buildings! 】
[To be honest…I want to see Yokohama’s Chinatown. Am I the only one?]
What kind of live broadcast room is this? 】
[What a handsome anchor, but he looks so bad, he looks like he will faint at any moment]
[In front, this is the new live broadcast room of ** Company, which is dedicated to adventures in the comic world]
[Which comic world is the host in? 】
[Oh my god, a comic book world?] Are you kidding?
[I think he should be in Wenye. I wonder if he can meet me and push me.]
[Now that holographic simulation technology is so mature, there is nothing to joke about. Although it is ridiculously expensive, I suspect only the richest people can afford it.]
【ah? Isn’t this a small world time travel project? I heard that you need official high-level permissions to do this.]
[Honest people have been deceived, so just wait and see]
[Anchor, anchor, look, there's a decadent old man in the convenience store over there~]
Scattered comments floated over heads from time to time, and the content of everyone's discussion was so complicated that it made people suspect that they were not in the same time and space at all, and even went off topic while chatting.
That's right.
There is also a live broadcast room that was traveled through together with Shen Du Jianliu himself.
There aren’t many comments, perhaps because the live broadcast room has only been open for about three days, so only a few words will occasionally pass by.
Noticing the tip in the last line of the barrage, Shen Du Jianliu, who had originally ignored it, stopped and turned to look at the "711" convenience store not far away.
At this moment, a thin young man was slumped on the steps of the shop. The rain and dirt stains soaked his trouser legs, but he didn't care at all. He exuded an air of loss and collapse.
It looks like the symptoms of being infected with "despair".
Shen Du Jianliu immediately walked over.
"What’s wrong with you."
The boy's voice was faint and eye-catching, like the clear water flowing through a stream in the misty rain.
"What? I... Today is the anniversary of my daughter's death. I was planning on taking off work to visit her."
"But I was delayed by three hours due to overtime work. Now it has started to rain heavily, and all the nearby flower shops have closed early."
"I'm such a jerk... I can't even buy her a bouquet of flowers to accompany her on a day like this."
The young man might be too depressed, or he was thinking about the sad things that happened to him and his daughter, so he didn't care who was talking to him. He was immersed in his own thoughts and vented helplessly, with regret and sadness on his face.
"flower shop?"
Shen Du Jian Liu stood up, his purple eyes flickering with thought, and then he nodded calmly: "I understand."
"ha?"
The young office worker finally realized that there was a young man standing in front of him. He raised his head in confusion and looked at the person who was talking to him in a puzzled manner.
However, the silver-haired boy standing in front of him was like a gust of sharp wind. Just as he saw the handsome face clearly, the other party disappeared in the blink of an eye.
*
Kamado Miru, who had already left his original place, was running on the rain-pile street. His fast afterimage was completely different from his weak appearance, and he ran swiftly towards the nearest 24-hour flower shop.
As for why he did this and how he came to this world, the story has to start from three days ago.
The Private Hope's Peak Academy is a top school that specializes in recruiting talented students, cultivating generation after generation of social elites, and is recognized by the government.
There are always some people in the world who are born geniuses in certain areas. For example, they have an extremely high talent for painting and can draw a realistic oil painting portrait at the age of 9; or they are very good at playing games and become e-sports giants at a young age.
Even including being born with a photographic memory, being born to attract attention at comic conventions, being born lucky, and being able to easily draw SSR cards when drawing cards...
These are all real examples in reality, not exaggerations or fabrications. People with talent are generally given the titles of "super high school level painters" and "super high school level ××" because of the relationship with Hope Academy, a top-notch school.
They will all be the hope of the future.
However, this authoritative top school was extremely ambitious and secretly conducted human experiments without telling the world.
- Through surgery, talents are created in humans, allowing ordinary people to have all the talents and create a true "super high school level hope".
They called this program the Hope Cultivation Program.
There were some unexpected things after the operation.
The first experimental subject, "Izuru Kamiya", escaped, and the human experiments were exposed afterwards. Ordinary students in the school rioted because of his existence, and the whole world was soon infected with the virus-like emotion of "despair".
Humans killed each other and the city became a ruin.
In this situation, several researchers who had escaped by chance risked their lives to start a second transformation operation. They decided to summarize the experience of the first example and create a new "hope" to fight against it.
They believe that Kamijou Izuru was deprived of his original personality and became bored with this world and lost his empathy after gaining omniscience and omnipotence, which is why he has no sense of belonging to them or even to all of humanity, leading to his outburst of despair.
In order to prevent the tragedy from happening again, the new surgery does not deprive the subject of his original personality, does not further develop brain power, but simply transforms the body's functions to beyond human limits.
This means that the omnipotence of the second experimental subject will be limited to the physical aspect and he will not acquire the "divinity" of mental omniscience.
The disadvantages of this operation are very serious, because without transforming the original personality, it is difficult for the experimental subjects to withstand the overload of physical development. They must endure the erosion of the transformation every day and endure the extreme pain of the body being on the verge of collapse.
It is difficult for ordinary people to maintain their willpower, but fortunately the operation involves modifying a corresponding part of the nervous system, which raises the endurance threshold of the experimental subjects to the maximum range.
But this does not mean that pain and exhaustion beyond the body's limits do not exist.
Every step the subject takes is equivalent to burning his life. As he uses his abilities, his life will gradually decline until he dies.
…
Shen Du Jianliu is the second experimental subject of this plan.
At a time when despair has infected the entire world like a virus, Kamado Miru, the world's last hope hastily created by the remaining researchers, is suddenly hit by an inexplicable beam of light while on his way to saving a desperate disciple, and appears in a completely unfamiliar street in the blink of an eye.
Clean and tidy.
Completely different from his world of infected despair.
The white-haired boy stood there a little dazed, his eyes full of doubts.
[System: Ding Dong! ]
[System: Hello host~ Welcome to our Redemption Live Broadcast Room. I am the AI system of Live Broadcast Room No. 2. I wonder if you are interested in joining our Redemption Live Broadcast Plan and becoming a host? ]
A mechanical voice then appeared in his mind.
"No."
Shen Du Jianliu refused without a second thought, his delicate and pretty face was calm and composed, and he had been unusually calm since before the transformation.
He raised his hand and touched the silver cross on his right ear...
I thought about taking off the earrings that restrained my "talent" and wondering if it would be possible to tear open the space crack with my bare hands and leave here.
[System: Don’t rush to refuse! Honey, you were saving a desperate infected person before I brought you here, right? ]
[System: Don’t you think this is too slow and inefficient? There are billions of people in the world. Can you save them all one by one? ]
[System: Why not join our Redemption Live Broadcast Project! ]
[System: If you become the host of the plan, everything you do here will be projected into your world, invading people’s mobile phones, the remaining screens of buildings in the city, and being played on electronic projections in the air in the form of a virus, affecting everyone intuitively at once. ]
[System: As far as I know, this is how Enoshima Junko spreads despair, right? You can just do the opposite and let everyone watch your film full of positive energy and hope. ]
[System: In this way, wouldn’t the speed and efficiency of spreading hope be much faster? ]
"What good does this do for you?"
Kamado Miru was indifferent to what the mechanical voice said about Enoshima Junko and did not fall for it.
[System: I knew you were going to ask. We certainly won’t help you for free. ]
[System: We are a live broadcast platform that is still under trial. You need to help us broadcast live in some popular low-dimensional worlds to attract traffic from our world and tips from the audience.
[System: Of course, some low-dimensional worlds can also intrude. 30% of the people from other time and space can gather in the live broadcast room. ]
[System: However, your world is mostly filled with desperate people. To avoid spreading the disease to other worlds, anyone with the potential for despair will be banned from speaking and can only receive rewards. By the way, rewards and traffic monetization can be exchanged for some money and props. ]
[System: As compensation for the live broadcast, we will help you project the live broadcast into your world. This is a mutually beneficial deal. Would you like to consider it? ]
…
Low dimensional world.
Shen Du Jianliu noticed the name the system gave to the place where he was currently located.
He was silent for a while before saying, "So, my world is one of your channels to earn traffic, and you use this as compensation."
[System: Uh. You, you are quite perceptive, worthy of being the "Super High School Level Hope". ]
[System: To be honest, although your world is very low-dimensional, invading and broadcasting live broadcasts in a physical form to the global scale is not as easy as you think. ]
[System: We can sign for 3 months first, and then it will automatically renew. You can terminate the contract at any time. How about it? ]
"Can."
Shen Du Jianliu nodded and agreed this time.
After all, he had no reason to refuse. As long as he could spread hope to the greatest extent possible, he would do anything.
This is why he came to this strange world.
In three whole days, Shen Du Jianliu has accumulated more than 1,000 views here and gained several regular viewers.
Through the popularization of the barrage, he learned that the world he was currently in originated from a comic adapted from a literary giant, and it was a high-risk world with supernatural powers.
The system is still in testing and has no interactive functions. Shen Du Jianliu cannot communicate through text and barrage.
Of course, he didn't intend to communicate.
The most important thing is his original world where he was broadcast live. During these three days, he spent most of his time looking for and helping people who were in a bad mood to spread hope. He would only occasionally look at the barrage and meet some simple requests.
[Oh my god!] Is the anchor running? Are you sure you're not flying? 】
[This speed is as fast as a car, right?]
[I've been in the live studio for three days. I thought the anchor was sick, but he ran away so fast...]
[What is the host going to do?] 】
The boy's body was steady, and he moved through the streets at an unslow pace. In a blink of an eye, he followed his memory and arrived at an inconspicuous alley.
He had seen a map of the area at a convenience store and knew all the nearby stores.
As the hope of the super high school level, although Kamado Miru's brain and intelligence have not been transformed into an "omniscient" type of talent, they have been indirectly affected due to his physical body, and he still has a photographic memory.
He remembered that there was a hidden 24-hour flower shop in an alley nearby, so he could try his luck.
Perhaps it was Schrödinger's lucky talent that worked, and Shen Du Jianliu really found that remote little flower shop. The shop was not closed yet, and there was only a very lazy man standing at the cashier with his back to the shop, and he didn't seem very enthusiastic about the boy's arrival.
"What flowers do you want to buy?"
The other party tuned into a rustling old-fashioned radio without even turning his head.
Shen Du Jianliu didn't care. He told him his needs. Ten minutes later, after the man took his time to select, he walked out of the quiet flower shop with a bouquet of wrapped lilies.
However, the next second before stepping out of the door -
"Bang!!"
A deafening gunshot suddenly came from outside, echoing extremely loudly in this deep and narrow alley.
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