Wang Hao thought for a mont. The city he lived in was a gacity with a population of twenty million, and indeed, there were quite a few good universities. His current residence was right next to the university town, so he didn’t need to worry about his cousin’s schooling; picking any university would be fine.
However, with a responsible attitude, he rarely put away his usually goofy tone, "You really don’t have to worry too much about ; after all, one’s future is more important. If there’s a better university, go for the better one, even if it’s in another province."
Han Xiaoyue said, "I don’t really have much ambition. I prefer staying in this city..."
She paused halfway through, seemingly recalling many things, and couldn’t help but "hmph" and ran off arrogantly to wash the dishes.
Wang Hao couldn’t understand the mind of a teenage girl and was too lazy to guess. He went up to the study on the second floor and started a joyful day.
He opened the window. The backyard was full of birdsong and floral fragrance.
The sun rose, fruit trees blossod, wild cats went into heat.
April’s spring was a beautiful season.
"Xiao Ai, play a random song."
The smart ho system picked an old song from the network list: "That night, you did not reject ."
"That night, I hurt you, that night your face was tear-stained, that night you got drunk for ..."
Wang Hao scratched his head, utterly shocked.
What era’s old song is this? Could it be mocking for not doing anything bad last night?
"Change it, lower the volu."
The speaker began to play again:
"A shade of blades and swords, a taste of the vicissitudes of life..."
This song actually suited his taste well; it was also an old song, and Wang Hao liked its martial arts flavor.
Everyone experienced nine years of compulsory education, why can’t I write such lyrics?
The world is truly wonderful.
Looking out the window, at that mont, the world seed to have shrunk in his eyes. The world felt fragile, spectacular, mundane, yet full of contradictions.
Bright light shone on his face.
At this instant, people were quietly dying, their nas forgotten by anyone. The first layer of death is at the physical and ntal level, the second layer is the death of social relationships, and the third layer, a historic level of death, very few people leave sothing behind in history.
Also, at this instant, billions of lives were being born into this world, from prokaryotic to eukaryotic life forms, from single-cell to multi-cell organisms. These newborns were experiencing the world for the first ti, making their first sounds, absorbing energy for the first ti, feeling the power of the world for the first ti.
Wang Hao seed to witness the scene of these newborns being born, a faint smile appearing on his face.
Even if many lives ultimately beco food for other lives, even if many lives will suffer indescribable hardships in the river of destiny, even if many lives end in excruciating death from hunger and cold, their birth was still fundantally good...
This mont, how rare!
What an interesting low-entropy entity!
With Xiaoyue, such an adorable sister, a newly pregnant cat, and freshly grown wild grass around, Wang Hao suddenly felt an urge that "the world needs to be carefully protected."
He had many bizarre thoughts...
The world was fragile, like a shaky building in the air.
"Hmm? Pretentious disease acting up!"
Wang Hao abruptly shook his head, "Maybe download a book, try out a creation-thed story?"
"Hey hey... you gaming nerd, do you want so happiness juice!" Han Xiaoyue leaned out from the kitchen window on the first floor, waving a bottle of Coke at him.
"Yes! Throw it up here."
"I’m afraid it might hit you, I’ll bring it up instead..."
She looked so adorably virtuous!
Wang Hao returned to the study, took a deep breath, and put on the ga helt.
"Today I will clear Paradise!"
[Welco to the Cross-dinsional Ga]
[You have been offline for 10 hours 22 minutes and 53 seconds]
Guest, Lu Tianming, was still in the training camp, and as of now, had already provided himself with three Immortal Beans, which was quite a delightful surprise!
"You just stay right here, the longer, the better."
He glanced again at the other two in the training camp, their Attributes seed to have improved a bit, or perhaps not, he couldn’t rember clearly, maybe it was only a point or two per day.
Wang Hao sighed deeply, "Let these two good-for-nothings just hang on idle; I’ll discuss Spiritual Strength over four digits later."
The characters he currently had were simply not up to par, far inferior to real S-level players.
Fortunately, the ’Paradise’ instance he was now playing didn’t require any characters.
It was just a bit pricier, an "Avatar" cost 200 points.
The second Reincarnation... begins!
[You are entering the ’Paradise’ script. This ga scene is located in the historical world of Parallel Worlds 2143-213-091, Ideal Level, 5.]
[Difficulty: 5 stars]
[You have created a new Avatar!]
[This Avatar is 10 years old.]
[Please note, as you did not deploy a real character, you will be unable to significantly modify the historic process.]
[Ga loading... Please wait...]
The sa transition animation again, the sound of an old woman and two children, seed a bit eerie in this desolate and silent village.
"Strangers knock but do not open; do not trust neighbors’ words; eat only one cake per day; grandma returns after seven days!"
If analyzed according to the sanity value system, this piece of information was a survival thod provided by the grandmother.
Don’t court death, don’t run outside, don’t look into mirrors!
However, the grandmother didn’t expect the neighbor could actually burst into the yard unexpectedly.
Wang Hao was pondering, what exactly should he do in this Reincarnation?
Should he gather more information, achieve a higher completion, or just proceed step by step to clear the level...
"The level’s difficulty isn’t really high, the fifth day is a critical ti point, and that damned neighbor will break through the door. As long as I carry corn cakes with and hide in the Paperman house with my dumb younger brother before the neighbor can snatch them, it shouldn’t be difficult to last until the seventh day."
Wait a minute!
He slightly furrowed his brow.
But not necessarily.
If the old neighbor couldn’t snatch the cakes and just kept waiting outside the Paperman house, wouldn’t that be problematic?
Wang Hao wasn’t sure which force the Paperman house belonged to yet... but one thing was certain, staying in the Paperman house for a long ti would also lead to a decrease in sanity values.
"Maybe, I should secure a lesser, safe score first? And then explore slowly."
There was always a feeling of reluctance.
There was no ti to think too much; the ga scene officially started.
It was still that sa slightly eerie low house, thick fog shrouded the visibility, and "grandma" left the village, limping with her cane.
The dumb younger brother, just like before, was assembling his tangram in the bedroom.
Reviews
All reviews (0)