Chapter 01: Chapter 1 Crossing

In a small residential building in City H

"tat-tat-tat"

"Ah! Drink!"

"ah!"

"You Win!"

These two big characters suddenly appeared on the computer screen, just watching the person in front of the computer take off the headset from his head, throw it on the computer desk, lean on the chair, close his eyes, touch a pack of cigarettes on the table, and light it. Huo, took a deep breath.

"Huh!" He exhaled a large cloud of smoke, making a sound like a groan! The voice of groaning, "Sure enough, it's a cigarette afterwards, which is better than a living god! Ahaha!"

Just look at him casually clicking the mouse with a cigarette in his mouth, and a local tyrant with a full set of sky epic suits at level 85 appeared on the screen. ID: Unconvinced and buried, he is Qiu Haisheng, who is known as the number one mad fighter in the national server , The cigarette was finished in a blink of an eye, and he flicked the cigarette end into the ashtray smartly, lit another one, and put his gaze on the screen again, "Enough of Berserk, I heard that the next version will strengthen Asura? Take this second-tier occupation directly to the first-tier? Play Shura for a while?" Qiu Haisheng said while puffing out smoke rings, and then he directly opened the system interface, clicked OK on the character selection, and returned to the character selection interface. I saw a poor and impoverished character standing next to a shiny golden red dog.

Occupation: Asura Series 25 ID: Bahn

Qiu Haisheng twitched his eyebrows when he saw this ID. It was only created by Bahn, one of the four major weapon experts he saw in the background story of Arad Continent.

Click OK to enter the interface. "Welcome back" is still Celia's sweet voice. After thinking about it, Qiu Haisheng should really say welcome back. This account is basically a character created before the whole burial of dissatisfaction. Now Berserker They are all on the altar, this Asura is only level 25, and he doesn't even have any ordinary clothes on him, so he is really poor.

"Let's get the return gift package first," Qiu Haisheng thought so, clicked on the mailbox, and there was an email under the return gift package. This email did not seem to be sent by a player, and even Qiu Haisheng, an old fritter, saw it for the first time? What's happening again? Why didn't you see it? Qiu Haisheng clicked which email he opened in confusion. But after clicking on it, the mouse suddenly disappeared, and a progress bar appeared on the email content, which said "Role binding..." Qiu Haisheng had a bad premonition, isn't this about stealing the account? Qiu Haisheng thought this way, he had thrown 20,000 to 30,000 soft sister coins in this account, if it was really stolen, wouldn't it be a big loss? Qiu Haisheng was very afraid of shaking the mouse constantly, but the mouse just didn't appear. Qiu Haisheng threw the mouse angrily, and cursed, "It's just that the mouse doesn't work at this time! Bad luck!" It can be seen that this feeling of losing control of himself is very uncomfortable for Qiu Haisheng Like, now he's angry too.

Seeing the progress bar walking slowly, Qiu Haisheng panicked. He didn't know why the mouse suddenly disappeared, and he didn't know where this mysterious email came from. He waited until the progress bar came to an end. "Ding!" The progress bar was finished, and the words on it were replaced with "The character and character are bound successfully." Just when Qiu Haisheng made up his mind to see what happened, the progress bar turned red, and the words also changed to "Traveling" in the words "

Qiu Hai stood up violently, "Damn! Time travel?" The bad feeling became more and more obvious, he was retreating, but at this moment, a current jumped out of the computer mainframe and submerged into Qiu Haisheng's eyebrows in an instant, Qiu Haisheng Lie directly in the dead body, to be precise, he has already crossed... The headline of the H City Daily the next morning:

An otaku in this city died suddenly while playing computer at home, calling on everyone not to over-play the game and cherish health

The waves wash against the coast, the sky is clear, and occasionally a few seabirds fly by and sing.

What a sight, if there wasn't such a shriveled "corpse" on the beach. The sun shone on his body, and the corpse came alive, "Well, it's so warm!" I saw him lazily scratching his chest with his hands, and opened his eyes...

"Hey, I clearly feel the sun. Why is it dark? Where is the sun?" Just when Qiu Haisheng was puzzled, he suddenly remembered what happened before...

"Fuck, where is this? Am I not at home? What's the matter with the sound of waves and seabirds? Have seabirds evolved to the point where they can move freely even in the dark?" Suddenly, he thought of something , He thought of the three words he saw before he fell into a coma, "Traveling..." He was stunned for a full minute, "I! Grass! Grass! Grass! Grass! Grass! Grass! Grass! Grass! Grass! Grass Grass! Grass!" There were bursts of hog-killing howls from the island...

Qiu Haisheng yelled for a long time, and he had to say that this was indeed a good way to vent his anger. He gradually accepted the fact that he had time-traveled, and he also accepted the tragic situation that he was already blind. The beautiful body of this kind of beauty couldn't help but burst into tears. Qiu Haisheng regretted why he didn't bind with the Kuangzhan Tuba. When he joined the Shura Trumpet, he felt a burst of thoughts. In fact, it doesn't make sense to think that he is so crazy. , at least one eye is still good after going to the mad war. Although there is pink eye disease, it is much better than cataracts...

He touched his sore left hand with his right hand, but he could feel the blue veins lingering on the muscles, and the long and sharp nails on his hand, which reminded him of the left arm of the ghost swordsman cursed by Kazan , Feeling the bursts of power coming from his left hand, he clenched his fist fiercely and stood up, since he came, he will be at ease, even if I go back, I will continue to be my hard-working otaku, why not use Ghost Swordsman How about the power to dominate the world here? Ha ha ha ha! "

Just when Qiu Haisheng was about to get carried away, or had already gotten carried away, the cruel reality hit him again. "Where the hell is this place!" He is blind now, and he doesn't even have the ability to tell where this place is, but he didn't think of this question until now, and there is no one else...