What have I gained and what have I lost in the past ten years
I have successfully written two books that have achieved good results. "The Player" has an order of 13,000 each, and "Summoning" will have an order of 10,000 on Mew Girl Encyclopedia next month. At the same time, I sold the comic rights.
So being the one who pays the mortgage in my family makes me feel useful.
But I am also becoming more and more withdrawn, with severe anxiety and hypochondriasis. I can only sleep for four hours on many days. I am accustomed to vitamin B, oryzanol, and melatonin. When I see bleeding gums, I will think about leukemia.
When you are calling me to update, I am usually afraid of cancer and running to the hospital. I have been to the hospital eight times in the past half month. Maybe it’s time to see a psychiatrist again. My eyes hurt a little from looking at the computer for a long time today. , and I’m checking for eye diseases again...
My health is indeed getting worse and worse, cervical spondylosis, lumbar disc, myopia has skyrocketed, I had thyroiditis two days ago, and developed benign nodules...
Ah, after all, I still need to relax!
So the purpose of this book is to "let yourself go" and try a lot of plots that I didn't dare to write in the previous books! Mainly because I am happy to write!
Then, in reality, I want to try to play script killing, sign up for a fitness class or something, and have more contact with human beings instead of talking to Coca-Cola every day and try to change myself.
Coke will also appear in a completely different capacity in this book.
Thank you all for your support. I don’t know how many people can accompany me to the end of this book, but at least I can see the readers here. You are all moving forward together with the world I created at this moment.
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Chapter 44 The Savior Arrives at His Faithful Tower of Babel
dizziness.
There seemed to be silent fireworks exploding in my mind, with countless colors blooming and fading.
It seemed as if I had fallen into boundless nothingness, unable to feel the existence of my body.
He was dazed and confused. Gradually, the endless fireworks in his mind fell, and only darkness remained around him.
The dizziness is fading, and memories are gradually coming to mind.
Bai Yan.
I am Bai Yan.
"Bai Yan... My name is Bai Yan..."
Is this my memory
Why does this name stick in my mind... Why do I feel that this is a familiar name.
Why do you feel so sad
The breeze caressed Bai Yan's cheek, making him gradually wake up from the chaos.
Bai Yan opened his eyes, and his stiff body gradually relaxed.
He stood on a vast expanse of white land, and the only things he could see except the oncoming breeze were the six grand suns shining with golden rays in the sky.
Gradually, a thick, invisible black mist surged up, wrapping everything around Bai Yan.
"The black fog in the video..."
When he reached out to touch the rising black mist, a large amount of complex and incomprehensible information was automatically formed in his mind, a small part of which began to be quickly arranged and combined into words that humans could understand.
"Upgrade the Tower of Babel Palace."
"Summon the core operators."
"Change the appearance of the palace."
"Go somewhere else."
Four lines of fiery red text burning like a brand appeared deep in Bai Yan's heart, as if the faithful Tower of Babel welcomed its supreme master.
"Is this an authority I can exercise?"
Bai Yan, who had regained his composure, shook his head, but did not immediately use his authority as a "savior". Instead, he picked up an invisible mask in his hand.
Although it was completely transparent and no outline could be seen, he could actually feel the touch of its presence.
This is... ...the invisible mask.
Bai Yan raised his hand and slowly put on the invisible mask. His whole body squirmed like ooze. He could now customize his own body shape and appearance according to his heart.
After thinking for a while, Bai Yan's figure gradually changed.
He transformed into a faceless man shrouded in black robes, possessing a hazy mystery that no one could see through.
Well, Bai Yan nodded slightly. The image of himself now is almost the same as the savior in "Tower of Babel".
"I choose to change my appearance."
The next moment, nineteen three-dimensional projection-like pictures appeared in front of Bai Yan, with "halls" of various themes and styles.
For example, "Underwater World", "Fairy Tale Paradise", "Sky Temple", "Red Lotus Hell", "Cyber Building", "Tower of Flesh", "Dark Castle" and so on.
Just wait for him to make his choice.
"The theme of the Tower of Flesh looks weird. The ground and buildings are made of twisted and rotten corpses. Even the throne is made of bodies without limbs... Can anyone really sit here? Is it worth losing San?"
After Bai Yan complained, he thought for a while and decided to try the "Space Crystal Palace" theme first.
Everything in the black mist collapsed and disintegrated again, and everything was transformed into basic particles. Only Bai Yan, who stood in the center of the black mist, was not affected at all.
Finally everything was reshaped.
Bai Yan looked around him in astonishment. All the walls were paved with crystal clear crystals. This was a majestic palace full of space opera-style science fiction.
There is a tall crystal throne on one side of the palace, which is crystal clear and has a very beautiful sense of art. Directly in front of the throne are many exquisite musical instruments made of crystal. It seems that they want to hold a performance for their king, but they lack the knowledge to use them. player.
Surrounding the palace are sleeping maid dolls made of crystal. They are lifeless but exquisite enough. They can be called almost perfect works of art. They may be the players that the musical instruments lack.
Bai Yan's mind moved, and two crystal maid dolls handed over water and snacks, standing calmly on both sides of him.
The zenith of the Crystal Palace was completely transparent. As long as he raised his head, he could see the vast dark universe, with many shining stars that were extremely gorgeous.
"Is this the real universe? Or is it a false illusion?"
Bai Yan looked at the beautiful universe and couldn't help but think of this question.
In fact, he didn't know the correct answer, and he didn't dare to try to break through the ceiling and run out.
"Try something else. Well, this should feel good."
Bai Yan selected the "Sky Temple" theme appearance.
Everything falls apart again and is reassembled into a new world.
Unaffected, Bai Yan stared around curiously.
Waves of gentle wind blew past him, and in the blink of an eye, everything around him was covered in white clouds.
This is a "temple" with a diameter of more than several hundred meters, like a huge white disk, with many golden patterns on the edge. There are also huge white ancient Roman columns arched around the temple.
In the blue sky is a huge and very close golden sun, as if it is within reach.
"Why is the sun so big?"
Bai Yan was not so surprised this time. He soon saw that in the middle of the huge pillars, there was a marble throne that could be climbed up step by step.
"I don't know how it feels to sit up, but all in all, I feel that I am qualified to sit and watch."
It was as if Bai Yan had found a novel treasure, a brand new map opened up in the game, he ran up the stairs full of curiosity and joy, and sat down unceremoniously on the throne.
The golden sun that occupies half of the sky is directly behind him.
"Well, it's not comfortable at all to sit up..."
That won't work, let's change the theme and appearance. This place is very uncomfortable for your buttocks to sit on. No matter how handsome the whole theme and appearance is, it is meaningless!
In the end, Bai Yan finalized the current theme appearance of "Babel Palace".
"Star Camp".
The blue sky turned into a dark starry night in the next second.
Countless stars twinkled in the night sky, and one constellation after another seemed to be alive.
Huge ancient and broken stone pillars rise from the ground. Dynamic myths and legends are carved on the stone walls, and immortal epic stories of various races are played in a loop.
Luxurious seats made of different materials appeared around the huge long stone table.
Bai Yan was sitting at the top of the long table, with a throne in the night sky that was as transparent as the universe and embedded with twinkling stars under his buttocks.
Bai Yan sat calmly on the brand new Night Sky Throne, and the feedback from his butt felt pretty good.
He decided to change the theme of the "Babel Hall" every time he summoned members.
"I'll use this one today. At least this chair is comfortable to sit on. As for the scenery, it's all external."
Bai Yan is quite pragmatic in some respects.
Next, he mentally chose to "summon the core operators" with his thoughts.
A faint translucent list appeared in front of him, much like an enlarged version of the list in the mobile game "Tower of Babel". You can check the core operators as the objects to be summoned by the "Savior".
Bai Yan thought for a moment and decided to summon "Night Blade" and "Psychic Dancer".
In fact, it is impossible for him to maintain a separate remote control mode all the time.
If Babel wants to become a qualified salvation organization, both managers and subordinates need necessary communication, instead of just solving everything in a game mode.
Bai Yan is also looking forward to meeting these two people. He is now very interested in things about the "Tower of Babel".
This game is getting more and more interesting!
Infinite freedom, infinite possibilities, infinite operability, and... the penalty of losing everything if you fail.
He thought that he would become more bitter and resentful because of the heavy responsibility, but in fact, every "infinite" and "everything" made Bai Yan extremely excited.
Do I really care about justice and evil, the survival and destruction of the world, or even my own life
Perhaps, since I came to this world, I have lost everything and no longer care so much.
Bai Yan vaguely remembered the Moon Annihilation Witch with Riddler attributes.
Does the essence of what she smells mean that she likes this aspect of game life
"Everything is not that important, but I really want to... win the game perfectly." Bai Yan murmured to himself.
He took a deep breath and decided to take the game to the next level.
"Summoned..."
"Nightblade."
"Spiritual Dancer."
Bai Yan checked the core operators and used the summon function. A thick black mist appeared on each of the two seats next to the long table.
Suddenly he thought of something.
There is a necessary price to pay for using relics, and the price for using an invisible mask is...
Unable to speak to the opposite sex for a period of time.
Chapter 45 Summoning
Mu Zhen hid his face and wandered in the familiar corridor of the school.
She saw many friends she was familiar with, but she didn't dare to approach them and could only observe them from a distance.
Mu Zhen knew it very well.
They must all be monitored by the Demon Enforcement Bureau.
If he casually stepped forward to say hello, he would definitely hurt them. Mu Zhen buried his slightly throbbing heart.
The peaceful life in the outer world no longer belongs to me.
This is by no means the place he should be, but Mu Zhen still hopes to find traces of the "savior".
Although he has not had much contact with this mysterious great being, Mu Zhen has realized that he has completely and completely changed every aspect of his life.
Whether it was giving him powerful strength or manipulating his body to fight, Mu Zhi was unforgettable.
However, she searched for a long time but never found the young man.
Where is he