Chapter 1 Isn't it
Bumper cars.
Ferris wheel.
maze.
haunted house.
Rotate the coffee cup.
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It's a good time, a good youth, but you can't do anything. Instead of contributing to the construction of the motherland, you stay here doing nothing, strolling behind the white-robed messenger and visiting the amusement park.
It's a sin.
In fact, it is not that easy. They are circling here in search of the legendary "Lord God".
Then I searched the entire amusement park, but couldn't find it.
Lord God, Lord God, where are we going?
Zhuo Can, a super lucky player who had just cleared all the dungeons, looked at the back of the man in white in front of him and suspected that this guy was not a messenger of God, but just a tour guide or something.
His ultimate prize was not to see God, but to just stroll around and see the paradise and then go home.
The white-robed divine messenger was wearing a mask, and even though his expression was hidden, it was clear that he was gradually losing his patience and becoming increasingly anxious.
Zhuo Can felt some sympathy.
The tragedy of subordinates worrying about their bosses and the eunuchs being anxious while the emperor is not, Xiao Zhuo, a social animal, thought that this was happening in every world.
Besides sympathy, I also have many imaginations about this somewhat mischievous Lord God:
An old man with white hair and a long beard?
A gentle, slightly scheming young man whose age is hard to tell?
A madman with messy hair and constant inspiration?
Are you a beautiful girl who loves romance and fantasizes about being a princess?
…
Zhuo Can had many fantasies, but before he could find the man in white to tell him the truth, he turned around and bumped his calf into something.
That "thing" could even speak, and it said affectionately: "Ba—did I scare you?"
A pair of chubby little arms hugged his thighs, and Zhuo Can was shocked. Literally, he jumped back two steps before he saw that the unidentified object was a small child.
She has snow-white skin, rosy lips, flaxen curly hair, and sweet caramel-colored eyes, just like a little jelly bean.
So cute.
Little Tangdou might be one, two, or three, but no older than four. Zhuo Can wasn't good at judging the age of human cubs.
Little Sugar Bean saw him clearly and his eyes widened. He realized that he had recognized the wrong person and looked around in panic.
It wasn't until he caught sight of the man in white that he ran over and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
The man in white squatted down, changing his stiff civil servant tone when facing Zhuo Can. His voice was gentler than ever before: "Why don't you wait for me at the agreed place?"
The child let go of his hand, put it behind his back, lowered his head and kicked the pebbles on the ground, saying unhappily, "I've been waiting for a long time, and you still haven't come..."
He was already very small, and now with his head lowered, he shrunk into a sad little bean.
I didn’t expect that the small sugar beans were actually soft marshmallows.
Zhuo Can looked at the scene of loving father and filial son in front of him. Out of the inertia of office worker thinking, he wondered if he would be punished by his boss for taking care of his child during working hours?
The man in white picked up the child and turned to him. His gentle voice disappeared, and he spoke condescendingly again: "Player Zhuo Can, meet the Lord God."
Little Sugar Bean raised her chin and said in a childish voice, not very politely, but with a hint of disbelief: "Are you the lucky one?"
Zhuo Can didn't answer.
Zhuo Can's jaw almost dropped.
—God? The Lord God? A tiny child?
No way, just...this?
That's it? That's it? That's it?
*
Let me start from the beginning.
Zhuo Can, male, 23 years old, has a handsome appearance, a kind heart and no bad habits.
But since I was a child, I have always had the unlucky physique that even drinking cold water will cause food to get stuck in my teeth.
For example, the college entrance examination is only one point away from the key line;
For example, in the college English test, the first time you take the CET-4, you get 423, and the second time you take the CET-4, you get 424;
For example, out of 11 people who took the postgraduate entrance examination, 10 were admitted, and he was the only one who didn’t;
For example, I have never won a prize on Weibo in my life.
But this year he won the first prize: he was dragged into a bizarre alien world, forced to participate in an escape game involuntarily, and struggled through round after round of perverted levels, crying and shouting for help, but no one answered him.
Zhuo Can still remember the first day he was sucked into the vortex. The emotionless electronic voice of the system told him congratulations on having won a prize with a one in ten million chance.
Now he just wants to curse—
Who wants this kind of award?
Is it still okay to defraud customers?
Is the Consumers Association in charge of the other world?
Can we expose this despicable and evil behavior online?
He entered the game for three months, suffered excruciating pain for three months, and was tortured for three months.
However, for the first time in his life, good luck favored him. Zhuo Can, a weak otaku who never went to the gym and spent his free time watching anime and TV series at home, actually survived a horror survival game.
He didn't rely on physical strength, nor on intelligence, but almost relied on luck to survive:
Just before the big rock fell, he stood up and walked forward because his legs were numb from squatting.
19 out of 20 drinks were poisonous, but he was the only one that was normal;
Teammates went out to explore and met evil spirits and died, but Zhuo Can overslept.
There are millions of possible combinations of eight-digit passwords, and the first one he randomly pressed was the correct answer;
…
Every single incident is horrifying and outrageous.
Soon everyone in the game heard about this idiot player whose luck seemed to be on the rise.
Oh, by the way, although survival games involve real people and life and death are the stakes, like all ordinary games, you get points if you win, and the points can be exchanged for props or upgrade skill points.
But the otaku Zhuo Can was busy increasing his physical strength and life, and never thought about something like luck that seemed to be useless.
How can people believe in so-called luck? Isn't that superstition?
Zhuocan is a good young man of the new century who grew up with scientific atheism education!
I didn't realize that the fact that I had entered the game was already surreal.
Zhuo Can's reputation for luck competition spread, and people came to watch.
As a result, I saw that the luck value of this comparison was actually 0, which really didn't increase at all.
...It turns out that he is cheating again!
The problem is that there is a programmer who cheated, but no one has figured out who designed this game yet.
When asked about the dry system, it only said that the Lord God created everything and He is omnipotent.
Lord God? What is that?
Players have heard of the Jade Emperor of the East and the God of the West, and have heard of this religion and that religion and this legend and that legend. There are countless gods.
But the Lord God—who would be called by that name?
Zhuo Can has been in the game for three months, while some people have been there for three, ten, or even thirty years.
No one has ever seen the Lord God, and no one knows whether he is dead or alive, human or dog.
Of course, some people also asked the system, how can they meet the Lord God?
The system said that once all levels are cleared, you will be able to see Him as a reward.
“He will take you home,” it said.
...Is there any difference between what you said and sending you to see God?
Everyone was horrified.
On the one hand, the mortality rate in each dungeon is very high. Even if you don't aim for a perfect clearance, just surviving is difficult. Many people have accumulated enough points after entering the game for a year or two and no longer have any desire to leave. They do some easy tasks to earn a living. After all, life is the same everywhere, and the car and mortgage loans here are not as high as in the old world.
On the other hand, the copies are random and ever-changing. How is it possible for someone to play through all the levels and pass them all successfully?
Therefore, players tend to believe that the main god is a system bug.
Until today, Zhuo Can relied on his incredible luck to complete the challenge. He came to the portal with injuries all over his body, and the moment he came out, he was as clean as new.
Then, at the same time, all players in the game, regardless of whether they were completing a level or not, heard the system's smooth broadcast.
Just two sentences.
Congratulations to player Zhuo Can for clearing the Zodiac Guardian dungeon. Rewards: 200 points, 1 skill point upgrade, 1 item exchange voucher.
[Congratulations to player Zhuo Can for completing all instances. Reward: Afternoon Tea with Him x 1.]
……ah?
*
A panel composed of light suddenly appeared before Zhuo Can's eyes. The first line read, "Are you sure you want to attend afternoon tea with Him?"
The second row has two buttons:
A. Confirm.
B. I'm honored.
Zhuo Can: ...
Is this called a multiple-choice question?
With the compromise idea of drinking a penalty drink instead of accepting a toast, Zhuo Can of course chose B.
The moment he pressed the button, the surrounding scenery suddenly distorted, and the world spun centripetally, completely separating him from the other onlookers who were casting various glances at him.
Zhuo Can is very familiar with this feeling, as he experiences it every time he enters a dungeon.
The difference was that this time, after the carousel ended, he wasn't thrown into the usual horror scenes like the wilderness or an abandoned building, but a pink and tender... amusement park? It looked quite normal.
All the equipment is floating freely in the sky.
Even though Zhuo Can had seen all kinds of bizarre things in the game, he still stared blankly with his head tilted back and his mouth wide open for a while, until a masked man in white suddenly appeared next to him.
"Player Zhuo Can, He is already waiting."
At first glance, it sounded like an ordinary human voice. Zhuo Can even thought that someone was pretending to be a prank on him. He looked down and saw that this guy had no feet, and his lower legs were hidden in the mist, some distance from the ground.
It's a ghost.
No wonder he is a head taller than me, turns out he was cheating.
Zhuo Can felt better. "How can I see Him? Where is He?"
The man in white said in a flat tone: "Follow me."
Then, Zhuo Can's feet were also wrapped in the mist, and he experienced the feeling of flying in the clouds and feeling as happy as a god.
The man in white brought him to the vicinity of the carousel. Zhuo Can took a closer look and found that although these horses were not real, they had pairs of big... big eyes, all looking at him.
Even the pumpkin carriage struggled to reveal a pair of eyes, looking at the stranger, and slowly turning its head to keep its gaze fixed on him.
Zhuo Can felt a chill.
He followed the man in white closely, and after going around a few times, he did not meet any of the main gods, but a second man in white appeared.
“Where is God?”
"Went to the bumper cars."
"...Didn't we agree to wait at the carousel?"
"You are too slow. He can't wait any longer."
"Is he going to lose his temper again?"
"That's right."
"Shit."
Hiss, Zhuo Can wondered, are these people secretly complaining about the boss behind his back?
Did he say "Fuck"? Did he just say "Fuck"?
It turns out that even if you work for the Lord God, you can't escape the fate of being exploited!
Zhuo Can only now realized the identities of these people in white: most of the operations in the game are completed by the system AI, but there is also a group of mysterious organizations responsible for punishing illegal players and preventing vicious competition, which is a bit like the Inquisition.
This group of people are called "God's Messengers" by the old players, that is, God's messengers.
What was once a high-end and impressive position is now seen by Zhuo Can as nothing more than a group of unconventional office workers.
The human sticking his head out there wasn't eavesdropping, the man in white realized, turned around, and when he spoke again he instantly regained his professionalism without a trace of office worker fatigue.
"Player Zhuo Can, follow me again."
*
——Then the scene at the beginning happened.
We work diligently for God day and night, getting up early and going to bed late, to create a beautiful new world for God. Wow, God is actually such a tiny little bean.
Zhuo Can didn't understand, but he was shocked.
What did the system say before? Reward: Afternoon Tea with Him x 1.
Zhuo Can imagined afternoon tea with God: a gorgeous garden, exquisite snacks, noble gods, and a wise, philosophical and profound conversation.
Zhuo Can’s afternoon tea with God in real life: a group of people chased and coaxed the three-year-old kid and hurriedly fed him.
The Lord God doesn't like to eat vegetables, and the people in white clothes earnestly advise him:
Vegetables are good and necessary;
Vitamins, for growth;
Bright eyes are important everywhere;
Do you still want to grow taller?
Zhuo Canchu was watching the fun from the side. He didn't expect that even if he became a god, he still had no right to be picky about food.
It seems that becoming a god is not that easy.
——No, wait, we are all gods, why do we still need to eat!
The man in white who brought him here seemed to be the leader of this group of gods' messengers. Not only did the others obey his commands and dispatches, but even the main god listened to him more.
Except for eating vegetables.
The little guy just refused to eat, no matter what I said.
Everyone took turns to fight, but was defeated one after another.
The leader of the gods was helpless, and suddenly remembered that there was another one next to it that he had not tried, so he turned around.
Although he was still wearing a mask, Zhuo Can seemed to see the other person's expression, which was between helplessness and gloating.
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Player Zhuocan," the man in white said, "you come and give it a try."
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The abandoned planet hosts an entire quadrant of virus-infected people, commonly known as "zombies".
The zombies kill each other and select the "Zombie King" by raising insects. They send him to his home planet to obtain the power of mermaids and gain eternal life.
But none of this has anything to do with Mai Tingting.
He is weak and has no value to others, but he is unexpectedly safe.
He is carefree and happy. He doesn't eat people or drink blood, and he loves to pick fruits.
One day, a little zombie who was picking fruits slipped and fell into a pond.
Mai Tingting, who couldn't swim, was rescued by a glowing mermaid baby.
The cub couldn't speak. It held its thumb in its mouth, blinked its eyes, and tried to call for its mother. It gurgled and spit out a string of bubbles: "Me~?"
-
Mermaids are noble creatures that only appear on their home planet and are too unsafe in the wild.
Mai Tingting decided to take in her savior.
He took the mermaid baby named Mai Xiaomo and started his next journey.
The situation on the abandoned planet was broadcast live to audiences across the entire star region.
Seeing too much fighting would make it boring. Some sharp-eyed viewers noticed these two little cuties who were not interested in fighting with the world.
The little zombie stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand: "Do you want some fruit?"
The mermaid cub swung its tail: "Me~!"
The audience in the live broadcast room fainted due to the overload of cute energy.
Mai Tingting and Mai Xiaomo became popular from then on.
-
This is the third year that the mother planet has been ruled by the Mermaid King.
Someone saw Mai Xiaomo and was shocked: Isn’t that your kidnapped son?
The Mermaid King crushed a rare pearl and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Mai Tingting, who is content with what she has, never thought that she would have the opportunity to come to her home planet.
Even though he was imprisoned.
The Mermaid King came to the cage, his gaze sliding down the overly pale skin of the "kidnapper".
Until he lifted Mai Tingting's chin.
Wang's voice was hoarse: "Did you...steal my child?"
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Later, the audiences across the entire star region were surprised to find that the little zombie they watched the live broadcast for rewards every day was actually walking beside the king during the ceremony on the mother planet. Because he was in a daze, he almost stepped on air and was hugged by the mermaid king around the waist.
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#How does it feel to have your beloved Majesty become the public enemy?#
[Reading Guide]
*Aloof Mermaid King gong x Innocent Little Zombie shou
*Zombie baby + mermaid baby = double the cuteness
*The attacker's fish tail can transform into legs when necessary
*Sweet Pet 1V1
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