Chapter 2 (1/2)
What the hell?
According to common sense, at this moment, you should resurrect in the resurrection point bound earlier, rather than appear in this inexplicable cave.
Lu Qingshan couldn't help but stare.
Lu Qingshan carefully observed the liquid he was immersed in. It was as dark as ink. He could vaguely see some silver floating in it. Lu Qingshan sniffed and could vaguely smell a faint smell of decay and sour.
As a senior player who entered the game during the internal test period of nine days, Lu Qingshan soon came to his own judgment.
This seems to be the lowest level of a strong corpse liquid, which is the auxiliary spirit liquid used by demon practitioners to refine corpse puppets.
Corpse puppet, how long ago was that memory.
Lu Qingshan couldn't help but be in a trance.
The chaos of corpses and puppets is the main plot of nine days in the internal test stage. If he didn't happen to have participated in the internal test, he might not know it.
When the public beta of ”nine days” was officially opened, the chaos of corpses and puppets, as a pre plot, had long ended. At that time, as a player who had just entered the game, he actually didn't participate much in the main plot of this internal beta version, but had a casual experience.
In fact, not only the corpse puppet rebellion, but also the players with low strength are not qualified to really participate in the plot in several versions of the main plot in the early stage. They can only watch the excitement behind the NPC.
”Wait...”
”Isn't this thing completely blocked by the Terran friars after the end of the plot of the corpse puppet rebellion?”
”No, it's not important. What's important is my accomplishments? Also, why am I here and where is this?”
Lu Qingshan felt that his head was not enough.
Suddenly, countless pictures exploded in his mind like an atomic bomb, making him dizzy.
Lu Qingshan's breathing became rapid, and his pupils narrowed, as if he had lost his mind.
Remember.
He remembered.
His name is Lu Qingshan. He was born in Qingzhou. He is a member of the Lu family, a Xiuxian family in Qingzhou.
But he did not become a friar because of the blood of the Xiuxian family, because his mother was just an ordinary mortal, a woman his friar father casually found when he was having fun.
In the world of immortality where the weak eat the strong and respect the strong, his romantic friar father obviously didn't pay much attention to the so-called blood relationship. In fact, his father left too many kinds and couldn't manage them at all.
With little talent for cultivation, he became a middle-level steward of the family secular industry. On the way of transporting goods, he was attacked by monks. When he woke up again, he was already in this strange cave.
incorrect!
Lu Qingshan was so excited that he kept reminding himself in his mind.
No, I'm Lu Qingshan, but I'm not Lu Qingshan of the Lu family in Qingzhou. I'm a citizen of a country called Huaxia in another time and space.
But the memory in his mind was telling him.
”You are Lu Qingshan. Whether it's Lu Qingshan in Qingzhou or Lu Qingshan in China, it's you.”
Lu Qingshan was confused.
He has understood everything.
Yes, he crossed, crossed to nine days, a game he had fought for for ten years.
Nine days is the most popular holographic virtual reality game in the interstellar era. After ten years of service, it ranked first in the interstellar game list. At the same time, the number of online people exceeded 100 million, and the number of registered people reached 3 billion.
The background of the game is a fairy Xia world. The map is so big that even before Lu Qingshan crosses over, the players have not finished exploring. The plot is rich enough to open service for ten years, and only come to the middle of the game.
Lu Qingshan, as a full-time player who relies on ”nine days”, has been a little famous among players after the changes of major versions of the game. It's always easy to open a live broadcast and get more than one million people.
”The chaos of corpses and puppets shows that the current time should still be the year of Chang'an.”
Lu Qingshan looked dignified, Chang'an Chang'an. This year was meant to be Chang'an, but who could have thought that the most chaotic period in the world so far began to brew at the end of the year that hoped for long-term stability.
The chaos of corpses and puppets is the precursor of the turmoil in the world for many years.
Thinking of this, a sense of fatigue surged into Lu Qingshan's heart. This turmoil that was about to sweep the whole sky, no one, whether friars or mortals, could avoid this ubiquitous chaotic fight.
Finally, Lu Qingshan took a long breath and gradually calmed down. It was not a decision in his heart, but an excellent traditional concept of the Chinese people:
It's all here. What else can I do?
Let's take it easy.
Fortunately, it passed through the last years of Chang'an before the public beta of the game, and the unrest was still brewing. Based on their understanding of the plot, there was still room for meticulous operation.