The Creator God of Fast Transmigration Wants to Die

Chapter 3 Campus 01 (Air Luck)
Shenmeng was stunned for a second looking at the weird scene in front of her.

The sun was in the sky, and there was an alley with an invisible end in front of her. Behind her was a wide road with many square boxes that she couldn't understand moving fast.

"Won't it be sent to the Observation Bureau?" It didn't look like that Observation Bureau.

Generally, from the management bureau, or the management bureau, after taking over the task, they are sent to the observation bureau in that world.

Each world has an observation bureau, which is used to observe and speculate on the direction and changes of the world, and there is a reception sub-bureau below that will arrange suitable identities for the taskers so that the taskers can do tasks.

The system was silent for two seconds, a little embarrassed, "Well, I made a mistake."

Shenmeng: "..." What do you want from me?
"But I can help you navigate. It's not far away. You can walk there."

"Can't I just fly over there?"

system:"……"

"You seem to have promised Lord Juggernaut not to use divine power."

"That green hair?" Shen Meng conjured an umbrella from her hand. The sun was so hot that she was almost sweating. "Xiao Wu, do you think I will care about this?"

"Huh..." Indeed, this quester is not an ordinary quester, "Well... can you stop calling me that?" I don't feel aggressive enough.

"What's your name, 88?"

"...It's not impossible."

"Are you serious?"

The system immediately faltered: "I'm just kidding, call yourself whatever you like."

Under the guidance of the system, Shenmeng took the first step under the umbrella.

The direction was that alley, before Shenmeng took two steps, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, followed by rain.

The system was frightened and quickly checked it. It is now July, and it is normal for thunder to be followed by sun and rain.

Walking into the alley, the sunlight dimmed a lot. Shenmeng was still thinking about what the moving artifact he saw just now, when he bumped into a young boy, who raised his head and gave her a fierce look.

Shenmeng tilted her head and looked back at the young man who was vicious just now but was covered in injuries, feeling very strange.

"Sir!" the system screamed, "That one just now was the son of luck!"

Ah, this is it?

There are two or more children of luck in every world. According to the management, the children of luck are related to the direction of the whole world, and most of the missions of their missionaries are related to them.

"Why are you not excited at all?"

The system feels that its host is really lucky, and even if the teleportation is wrong, he will encounter the child of luck.It's a pity that the host doesn't seem to worry about it at all.

It's really hard for you to let her be a god of creation to rest assured about these things.

In addition, the little boy was covered in blood and looked so miserable. He really didn't look like a child of luck.

Thinking of this, Shenmeng had already passed through the alley, and at the end of the alley, she saw a girl lying on the ground dying.

The system scratched its non-existent head, why is it a child of luck again, the host of their home is worthy of being a god, and he was lucky when he went out.

After thinking about it, Shenmeng knelt down, and the girl raised her head with difficulty to look at Shenmeng, with a flash of amazement in her eyes.

"Do you need help?" Shenmeng asked.

She moved her hand, trying to say help me, but moved her lips, but couldn't make any sound.

Shenmeng didn't understand what she meant, so he leaned the umbrella next to the girl to shield her from the pouring rain.

Then, Shenmeng left.

The system looked dumbfounded, it thought that Shenmeng would save her, but after a long time it just left.

"You... no, you, why don't you save her?"

"Why should I save her?"

"She's a child of luck, and she looks like she's dying."

"I'm very curious." Shenmeng looked sideways at the system, "You say that the child of luck is born with luck, which affects the whole world. Don't you think it's unreasonable to rely on one or two or a few people to decide a world?"

"Then your Youyou Dream Realm is not dependent on you..." The system muttered softly, and then said: "The luck that the son of luck possesses is similar to your status as the creator god. It is the power given by a world, so naturally it has great power. relation."

"Since this is the case, the son of luck is so lucky, he shouldn't die at such a young age."

Then why is she saving people?

Moreover, this was their fate. If she got involved, many things might change.

It makes sense, but it can't be refuted.

(End of this chapter)