Uplifting Journey

On the undulating green lawn under the gentle breeze, the short-haired Asian young man in a short-sleeved white shirt and black slacks trembled, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Cheng Bin, with black hair and black eyes, was lying on the lawn, looking at the cloudless blue sky in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"This feeling of fragmented consciousness." After rubbing his forehead, Cheng Bin sat up with one hand propped on the grass that was not at all cold and prickly. ah."

——Because of crossing the world line, the source of the mysterious power changed, which affected the operation of his own soul?

Standing up from the grass on his knees, Cheng Bin looked up, down, left, and right, then looked down at his ordinary hands and frowned deeply——

I remember that before transmigrating, I gathered my soul into the body of the black cat, why now I have become a human being? And where is this?

Even if he just took a rough look around, and even if his current senses and other abilities inexplicably returned to the level of ordinary people, Cheng Bin was keenly aware of the abnormalities in the surrounding environment.

This place seems to be a park in a city. Across the neatly distributed green plants, you can see towering artificial buildings of various shapes in the distance.

But the strange shapes of those buildings are not comparable to the human civilization of any era. From a distance, you can see exquisite and gorgeous glazed pyramids, and you can also see distorted oil-painted castles like children's graffiti.

Moreover, the lawn under Cheng Bin's sneakers, regardless of temperature, humidity or texture, is far from the vegetation in the normal world. If you observe carefully, you can find that every grass in the lawn has almost exactly the same shape, with countless identical heights, widths and widths. The blades of grass form a verdant plane that is pleasing to the eyes of OCD patients.

Cheng Bin leaned over to push aside the grass and wiped the ground, and found that his fingertips could not even touch the dirt and smell of dirt.

Looking at his spotless soles, and at the pure blue sky with no sun but soft rays of light, Cheng Bin chuckled and nodded thoughtfully——

It's no wonder that it's not a big problem to control the consciousness internally, but the interference of the soul power to the outside world is extremely obscure. I'm afraid this is not some kind of simple virtual world?

"From the perspective of the inner layer of the soul, my black cat carrier is still there, and my consciousness is still supported by the real black cat's body. So where is my real body? How did I get here? Judging from the perception records before time travel, I should have been tricked here by the Platinum Star or the World, that guy Valentine."

Glancing at a group of humans yelling and flying past the treetops above his head, Cheng Bin looked at the few people who looked like tourists among the vegetation in the park, while observing their demeanor and listening carefully to the voice of their communication , while slowly walking out of the lawn.

To be honest, Cheng Bin in casual clothes can be regarded as a maverick in front of those "travelers" who are generally dressed in strange clothes and even have weird organs such as elder demon wings on their bodies. However, when those people glanced at Cheng Bin on the open lawn, only Seeing the brief pause of passers-by, he didn't show any special concern.

The short journey to the gate of the park was enough for Cheng Bin, who carefully observed the outside world, to draw a preliminary conclusion——

This place is really similar to human fantasy of the virtual world of future civilization. People living here can shape the environment and buildings as they like as long as they pay a negligible price.

Indiscriminate enjoyment is the pursuit of most of the observed objects, depending on their ability or authority, from flying freely to changing their physical form, from summoning female angels with perfect appearance and body to satisfy their physical desires, to lifting mountains and smashing the buildings that others have painstakingly built. Spectacles vent the impulse to destroy, and most of the areas observed by Cheng Bin are messed up in every sense.

However, from the perspective of the form of enjoyment and the design logic of various architectural environments, those people living in this weird world are very likely to be members of human civilization at the beginning of the 21st century. At that point in time, it was about ten years too late.

Most ordinary people in this era can only look like this in this illusory paradise. I don’t know if there are people with normal IQs in this weird place who care about issues other than pleasure.

Just as he walked out of the park, Cheng Bin was smashed into meatloaf by a huge Ferris wheel flying from outside the sky. Just like the dead he saw, he was "reborn" in the nearby open space without any surprise. The players clenched their fists, curiously wondering how they could achieve the surreal operations of other players.

Suddenly, the continuous sound of explosions, collisions, and material shattering all disappeared, and a burst of intense light shone down from the sky.

Cheng Bin raised his head in surprise, and saw the debris of buildings flying all over the sky solidified in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, these substances, together with many tall buildings that obscured the view, faded to black and white, and returned to nothingness in the next instant.

The players who were arguing in the sky also fell to the ground without saying a word. It seemed that everyone lost the ability to interfere with the outside world at the same time.

The intense light shrank, and those who looked at the sky saw a door made of infinite golden gears appear out of thin air.

Cheng Bin glanced at the people around him, and found that they were all staring at the sky with expressions of reverence—at least on the surface, they maintained a respectful and obedient silence.

Soon, the door to the sky disintegrated and unfolded as the gears rotated, and a black shadow floated from the door from small to large, finally covering most of the sky.

It was a strange humanoid life wearing a purple-black robe and a face like a pale clown mask under a black high hat. A huge golden-handled sickle was held by his right hand and carried on his shoulder. The blade of the sickle and the purple-black robe A layer of pitch-black flames burned on it.

If it weren't for the clown mask-like sly smile under the high hat that was too dramatic, the figure in the sky would be exactly the same as the legendary Grim Reaper.

"People of God, Larry~" The death-like figure greeted the life on the earth with a funny tone consistent with his face, and the huge scythe rolled out an afterimage between his fingers, " It's that happy holiday again, and this time, the main theme of the festival is hunting

"Our guest still has the little mouse that looks like a glowing cantaloupe, be careful, the little mouse in this time period is not so easy to deal with, so the reward for the person who wins the top of the torture list this time will be extremely rich——

"In addition to the rewards in the past, this time there is also an additional reasonable wish. Whether it is the authority of the superior, or the opportunity to escape from the dream and return to reality, the winner can propose it."

There was a sudden commotion around Cheng Bin. It seemed that many people were excited about the so-called superior authority, and many people showed serious expressions after hearing about leaving the dream.

"Of course, that's not the point of this event," the funny god of death in the sky laughed, "In our world, there may be a special guest who breaks in by accident, find him, catch him, anyone in the process Those who have made meritorious deeds can get a chance to sublimate their souls. The more meritorious deeds, the more gods they will receive——

"The eyes of heaven will open the door to those who have successfully ascended, and the glory of oneness with God is close at hand-work hard, people of God!"

The god of death with a funny face returned to the door with a strange smile, and the golden door closed and disappeared as the gears turned. At the same time, the appearance information of an Asian youth and his possible abilities were displayed in the sky in detail.

Looking at the three-dimensional image of himself in the sky, Cheng Bin twitched the corner of his mouth, then he reached out to wipe his face, and walked quickly towards the densely populated buildings and crowds while his face and clothes changed.