[I am the god who represents reincarnation and imperfection.]
【I love you because I love the world. 】
【The key is in front of that door.】
【If you turn around. 】
【Please see me, hold me tight, and believe me. 】
【Time is short, and years pass in a flash. 】
【Delusionary, I will make time stop for you. 】
[——"Nine Gods·Reincarnation Notes"]
…
Su Mingan, who had just opened his eyes, took a breath and smelled the smell of dust.
The air was dry, like inhaling volcanic ash, and a dry, granular feeling went straight into his throat.
"Cough cough cough..." He coughed heavily, reached for the hard bed board, lifted the thin quilt, and called up the system mirror.
This was still a role-playing world, and his appearance at this moment was not his own, but looked somewhat similar to him.
The person in the mirror had black hair and black eyes, some of which were red due to violent coughing. Overall, he looked like a young man, and his face looked very young, probably no more than twenty-five years old.
He noticed a name floating above his head.
A closer look revealed that it was the three characters "Su Ming'an". There was also a bracket behind it: (This name is only visible to players).
It seems that even in a role-playing world, other players will know which player this person is, and there will be no situation where a player pretends to be an NPC.
The barrage has already reported the time on time:
【It looks like a medieval setting.】
[It's so dark outside the window, and the ambient brightness is not high. ]
[Su Mingan seems to be possessed by a poor boy? How rare. Before, he was either a world-famous saint master or a god from Yunshang City who once saved the world. I thought he would always be aristocratic.]
[Could it be a plot where the downtrodden noble turns around and slaps himself in the face? I’m starting to look forward to it…]
[But this time, there will no longer be a young lady who shouts "There is no woman in this world who loves you more than me", and no one will call him "Rin" anymore. When he wakes up this time, there is no one around him...]
[No one will call the live broadcast room "Captain" anymore...]
[Hey, are you guys done yet? Stop, stop!]
【……】
Su Mingan stood up and walked towards the sound of an object falling to the ground that he heard before he opened his eyes.
Pushing open the door, he saw a rusty key lying on the stone steps in front of him. It must have been this key that made the falling sound just now. I wonder who threw it here.
He did not rush to pick up the key, but first looked up and looked at the environment outside the door.
The first thing that caught his eye was a bright red figure. It was a figure covered in a red robe, standing outside the door with its back to him.
The sky that the man in red robe was facing was filled with a strong sense of foreboding.
It was as if black ink was smeared on the sky, making the color vary in depth, and like some twisted living creature was struggling and rolling in the sky, which was a bit disgusting.
Under the sky, dark fluid substances like rugged rocks piled up all around like small hills, and even the trees on the side were shrouded in dark black fog.
This is a forest. However, the trees are all pure black, as if stained with dirt, and even the leaves are dead black, like the shells of dead cicadas, without any breath of life.
The house where Su Mingan lives is a wooden house in the mountains.
It is now past twelve o'clock in the morning, late at night, and the lighting is very poor. There is only a dark moon hanging in the sky, reflecting a little bit of faint light.
Judging from the current situation, the environment of this world is definitely not good. Not to mention the strange mud that covers the sky and the earth, even the air quality seems to be stained with haze.
...like a "polluted" world.
He raised his eyelids, and thick mud filled his vision. He took a step forward, as if he was struggling to move forward in a world surrounded by black mud.
In the darkness, the man in the blood-red robe remained motionless.
The vast, dark sky spread out behind the man. Under the cover of the dark night like dense dark clouds, the figure looked thin and gaunt.
But the color on that person's body seemed extremely bright, like a dancing, bright fire in the darkness, stubbornly blooming the most dazzling brilliance in the darkness.
——It was as if he was fighting silently against this dark world with his own strength.
I don’t know what’s going on.
It was clearly just a tiny figure.
When Su Mingan saw the other person standing in the darkness, he actually felt that the other person was fighting against the whole world.
…
【Welcome all players to the eighth world! 】
[World name: God Festival]
[Basic mission for all players: Please work with your "guide" and do your best to live until the last moment of this world! ]
[Player's personal advanced tasks: Determined by the role played by the player, and is being issued...]
…
“Ding Dong!”
[The Powerholder's Mission: Pretend to be an NPC (Boss Rabbit) and inspect the venues in this world. Current progress: 1/100]
[Task Reward: Advance to the “Powerholder” status.]
[Penalty for mission failure: The status of "Powerholder" will be relegated to the second level.]
…
At this time, Ying, who had transformed into the Boss Rabbit, had already begun to wander around the venue. There was an invisible barrier around Ying that could help him isolate the black mist floating in the air. Perhaps this was Ying's unique understanding of spatial ability.
Su Ming'an stepped down the last stone step, intending to say hello to the "guide" standing in front of his door.
He was ready. If the opponent's ability was not particularly bad, he would not go back to the game to re-select. After all, re-selecting was no different from blind selection. The sequelae of repeated deaths were difficult to equal the gains.
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