Inside the speed internet cafe, there was a mist of smoke. Mixed with various smells.
This is a black Internet cafe. Although the Internet speed is very good, the environmental equipment is very poor, so the price is also very low, and it has become a gathering place for many dicks.
It is already two o'clock in the morning, but the Internet cafe is still very lively, and many people are swearing while typing on the keyboard.
"Grass, three fight one and two are counter-killed. Can you play? Can you play?"
"Damn, that's my fault? This broken keyboard, I want to press the flashing result to hit the big move, is this to blame me?"
"You have six fingers? Flash can be used to hit the big move? Do you know that your family knows you so much?"
Obviously, they are all currently playing the hottest online game, League of Legends.
The opposite of the noise here is a quiet area not far away. The machine is aging and often crashes, so no one patronizes it, but the price is even cheaper. It can be used for an hour for just one dollar.
However, in the most corner of the old machine area, there is a boy sitting quietly looking at the words displayed on the computer screen.
"Congratulations on your successful promotion to the strongest king!!"
The strongest king, a dream that everyone who plays League of Legends is chasing, a supreme title.
How many people are fighting for it day and night.
But An Yang didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart. On the contrary, he was a little sad.
"Huh, I'm finally the strongest king, but what can I do. Haha." An Yang touched her hot cheeks mockingly, with a bright red five-fingerprint on it.
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"Game game, you know the game all day long, you can hold the game for the rest of your life!" This was told by his girlfriend who just broke up with An Yang not long ago.
"Xiao An, your mother is also old, it is impossible to take care of you all the time like before, and you are not young anymore, shouldn’t you find a job? Struggle for a few years, then marry a daughter-in-law. Your mother is happy? Don't be angry with her." This is what An Yang's always temperless dad said.
"Games are my dream. Why is it that other jobs are legitimate industries, while playing games is not a proper job? You don’t understand my world, and my world doesn’t need your intervention! From today on, I can live by myself. Go down!" This is what An Yang said to himself.
At that time, I was young and frivolous, always thinking of getting a reputation in the game circle, so that my relatives and family would look at me with admiration. It's a pity that he still didn't accomplish anything. Except for the title of the strongest king, An Yang had nothing. His parents died of illness six months ago. Before he died, he was reluctant to go back to his hometown to take a look at the golden rank. This became an indelible regret in his heart.
"Network administrator, get off the plane." An Yang dragged a slightly exhausted body to the front of the bar, and took out a crumpled five yuan from his pocket, but at this time, his stomach screamed unconvincingly.
Shaking his head, An Yang walked out of the Internet cafe after pushing the last five dollars he had on him to the network administrator.
On the deserted street, except for the faint street lamp with a yellowish light, there was no movement. An Yang's shadow was drawn very long and long. He tightened his clothes and walked quickly on the empty street.
"Stop!" Suddenly, an abrupt voice sounded, causing An Yang's steps to be paused, and then he continued to walk forward.
"I fucking told you to stop, can't you hear me?" Then, An Yang saw four sturdy men surrounded him, "Robbery, stop talking nonsense, don't give it a slap."
"Well, slap!" someone echoed.
"Money? Haha, I don't have one." An Yang looked up at the robber indifferently, and grinned.
The smile that was originally self-deprecating was seen as a mockery in the eyes of the robbers, and the robbers suddenly became angry.
"Damn, this kid is crazy, brothers shed some blood for me."
then-
"Boom!"
"Snapped!"
"Oh!"
"Is there any money now?" An Yang had poor physical fitness because he spent all the time in the Internet cafe. Now four people surrounded him, and he was pressed to the ground two times and beaten by the robbers.
"No." An Yang squinted at the robber with his swollen eye, trying to see his appearance, but it was too dark and he was too tired.
"Boss, this kid's mouth is quite stiff, or let's search the body directly."
"Then search." The leader looked around, then waved.
A group of people put their hands on An Yang, and after a three-minute body search, the robbers were desperate.
"This kid really has no money, big brother, how can we go online? If you give me another day, I will definitely be able to hit the silver segment!"
"Fuck you, that's what you told Lao Tzu three months ago, and now you're still in Bronze 5!"
"Teammate is like a sb, how can you make me score!"
"Haha. Hahaha, hahahaha!" An Yang looked at the robbers who had come out to rob because they had no money to play League of Legends online, and a smile rose inexplicably. The louder the laughter, the more crazy.
"Haha, segmentation, rank, what's the use of these? Are these really useful? Those lost family affection and love can be recovered by the nih titles of segmentation rank? Hahaha!" An Yang vented. Shouting, his voice seemed a bit desolate in the lonely night.
"What is this kid doing? Crazy?"
"No, I feel he is taunting us, you are not so happy to hear him smile."
"Damn, dare you taunt us without money? Keep beating him!"
A group of people stepped forward and surrounded An Yang again, but before starting this time, suddenly the sky seemed to explode with a loud noise.
"Cika!"
A flash of lightning ripped apart the starry night, piercing the entire sky pale.
"Huh!" Accompanied by a huge roar, the lightning smashed towards An Yang at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.
"My mother, is this Nima condemned by the heavens?" The group of robbers saw that the situation was not right, and turned around and drove away.
It's a pity that the lightning had already struck An Yang's body at this time. With a strong air current, it overturned the robbers who hadn't been far away. After a few laps in the air, they fainted on the ground.
An Yang looked at all this with a dull expression. He originally thought he was bound to die when the lightning struck, but now he didn't feel any discomfort except for the sparks that flickered on his body from time to time.
Just as An Yang was stunned, another thunder resounding through the sky came out. In addition, another voice came into An Yang's mind.
"People chosen by fate, if you want to change everything in front of you, follow this space gate and find your way to the future."
An Yang's pupils shrank suddenly.
Change everything? Does it include turning back in time? If I can go back to three years ago, I have never touched these, I will have a loving girlfriend, a loving father and a stern mother, and everything. An Yang regrets her three years all the time.
"Excuse me, what should I do? How to change everything?" An Yang shouted to the sky with his face up.
There was no answer in the sky, but a beam of light falling from the sky shone at his feet.
"If that's the case, then I will give it a try!" A trace of Absolute flashed in An Yang's eyes, and then stepped into that beam of light.
His body floated slowly, and as the thunder subsided, disappeared into the sky, and the night returned to the dark black depth.
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"Pop!" An Yang fell safely to the ground, before she had time to rub her butt, she was shocked by the scene before her and couldn't even speak.
People, the mountains and plains are all people.
One by one, they were fully armed, all armed with helmets and armors.
And these people didn't seem to be together, but divided into two factions, glaring at the opposite side from a short distance.
It seems to be-fighting
These are not the key points. The key point is that An Yang is sitting right at the center of the battle between the two armies.
"Others travel to make money, I will lose my life! Don't play like this—" An Yang looked left and right, dumbfounded, and swallowed hard, accompanied by a smiling face, "Ha ha, ha ha ha, what, you guys Fight, I'm here to watch the fight, you fight, don't care about me at all."
But nobody really seemed to care about him. The man on the left of An Yang thrust the flag behind him into the ground, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Those who violate our German state will be punishable even if they are far away!"
"Why are these words familiar?" An Yang retreated to a safe area, but it was a little far away. Apart from hearing the man's shout, he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.
"Don't talk nonsense, I have made my choice for our Noxus." On the right camp, a woman wearing a black leather jacket wrapped in an exquisite figure, beautiful eyes. A dark red hair set off her whole personality very coldly.
"Noxus—could it be—could it be—" An Yang stammered at the scene before him, as if he had guessed something in his heart.
"Huh." The leader of the banner snorted coldly, and another man with an unusually large figure and a heavy armor sprang out from him, raised the long sword in his hand, pointed at the leather-clothed woman, and roared, "For the glory of Demacia, go! Long live Demacia!!"