On the noisy streets, the traffic of vehicles and pedestrians interweaves into a unique scenery of a modern city. On both sides of the streets, alleys spread like spider webs.
At the entrance of a pedestrian street adjacent to a residential building in a community, a post station has just opened its doors. One or two express trucks from different express delivery companies are parked in front of the door, waiting for delivery by the staff of the post station.
Feng Xue held her mobile phone and leaned against the lamppost on the roadside, like an ordinary person with his head bowed, but his sight, or rather the center of his sight, was always locked on that small inn.
Yesterday at twelve o'clock in the morning, it was the time when Mysterious Game Company opened public beta reservations.
According to rumors circulating on the Internet, the mysterious express delivery from this game company will be notified and delivered by normal express delivery the next day after the reservation is completed and the activation code is obtained.
After Feng Xue drank a bottle of lucky yogurt, he naturally grabbed one of the million activation codes distributed this time, and then he started to stay here.
It is worth mentioning that in order to avoid the situation where the express delivery is completed at the moment of reservation and the message is only sent the next day, Feng Xue squatted outside the post station to make the reservation.
And now, it’s time to wait…
While Feng Xue was thinking secretly in his heart, a large number of garbled characters and fields suddenly flashed across his eyes. His energy was concentrated in an instant. With the blessings he had received from burning [Martial God] firewood these days, time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Of course, it is not time that is stagnant, but Feng Xue's consciousness has been pushed to a terrifying speed at this moment, which has exceeded the limit of human nerve reflexes. Only information life like Guaitan can reach the realm of God.
Endless garbled codes condensed in the direction pointed by Feng Xue's golden finger almost in slow motion, weaving clear elements one by one, and finally connected completely, and at that moment, Feng Xue finally saw what he wanted to see. s things--
A fire of strange stories.
However, that is not a strange story belonging to the game company or the game Jianghu, but a strange story about express delivery——
Entry: Mysterious Express
Tags: [Express], [Secret], [Quick], [Exclusive]
Introduction: A full-time courier affiliated to a mysterious game company, responsible for delivering game helmets to major sites. No one knows who they are, and no one knows when the courier will appear, but it does appear, and even the code of the courier will be on it. Unknowingly enter the site and send a receiving text message to the recipient.
…
Perhaps because this ghost story did not hide the fire of his own ghost story at all, Feng Xue clearly saw all the information he could capture. Although he did not see the power and the rules of the world, he could basically imagine it.
The only problem is.
This strange story has almost no substance.
In other words, this thing is even closer to a fantasy object than a ghost story.
"This is interesting. No matter how much it looks like an illusion, that thing is definitely a weird story. The delivery of the helmet is not so much a courier, but rather a production on the spot. The corresponding item is created without ceremony and when certain rules are met. The strange stories sound quite like some innate strange stories with relatively weak consciousness."
The almost stagnant time in Feng Xue's vision slowly resumed its flow. Although the recently burned Martial Gods were just some trash fish, it did not mean that he had not gained anything, because this act of burning firewood was almost equivalent to " Devouring the strange tales of the ancestors."
If the normal use of the Martial God's power is to borrow money from usury, and if you are not careful, the interest may compound to the point of bankruptcy, then his current behavior is to beat the loan shark to death directly after borrowing the money, not to mention the interest, not even the principal. Returned.
——Although in principle, these loan sharks are actually dead long ago (they just know how to fake corpses), this cannot even be called digging up the graves of extinct families, it can only be called scavenging.
In other words, it acts as a decomposer for "nature".
For now, these miscellaneous fish Martial Gods have provided Feng Xue with a considerable legacy, which is the power that was used before to suspend time.
The Eastern Kingdom has an intuitive potential setting for the existence of human gods (gods upgraded from humans), which is to "cultivate a certain skill to the realm of the gods", which is the so-called "one thought to connect the gods".
Feng Xue picked up hundreds of types of unique skills like this for almost nothing. Although they are basically useless individually (otherwise they would not be wild gods), if they piece together specific types, they can create all kinds of magical combinations. Techniques.
Take the ability of "dividing time with eyesight" just used as an example. It is basically the standard answer of seeing but not being able to react with the body. However, if combined with the ability of "weighing the world with will", it is the ability after the use of momentum is deified. , you can achieve the same outrageous effect as having an extra platinum star.
The most important thing is that these abilities are open to the public, and even activation does not require the consumption of [Consciousness], but directly draws from the public pool of power of [God of War].
When no one dares to use it but only he dares to use it, Feng Xue's behavior is almost equivalent to using public funds for private use.
But who made it impossible for those real warrior gods to survive?
"Hmm, okay, maybe there will be some alive in the upper floors of the Tower of Babel, but I guess they are not very strong, or they are like Cain who dare not swallow them, otherwise these small fish and shrimps would not be left to me."
Feng Xue shook her head, stopped exploring the power of [Martial God], clicked on the information page on her phone, and saw the text message for picking up the courier.
This made him more and more curious about this game.
In the final analysis, the authorities did not investigate such an obvious anomaly. Feng Xue could only imagine two possibilities -
1. The authorities checked, but found nothing.
2. This thing itself was created by the government.
Considering that no other ghost stories have been found in this world yet (express delivery can only be regarded as an affiliate, similar to the ghost stories that the executioner will become an affiliate of the Libra organization after his death), the possibility of the latter is not very high. In other words, the official is currently in a I couldn't find anything, and I couldn't ban it. In the end, I could only wait and see, and see if I could get some benefits from it.
Once again suppressing the idea of asking the official directly, Feng Xue took the express box to the nearby booked room, unpacked it and took out the helmet that had to be looked at every time it was used according to the rules of this world.
"Then, let me see if I can log in... I don't know if this crappy game has a GM."
Feng Xue muttered in her heart, completed the configuration of the helmet according to the instructions, and then lay on the bed with it.
There was a dark hole inside the full-coverage helmet. Feng Xue gently pressed the button and whispered:
"Lincoln is dead!"
(End of chapter)
