A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

It was an ordinary dusk, and the entire Imperial University was shrouded in a quiet sunset. There were already students on the college road going to the cafeteria in twos and threes to get food, and some students were still attending the last class of the day.

The smart brain buzzed a few times, and Sheng Zhiyu, who was taking notes with the smart brain, frowned, thinking that he had heard auditory hallucinations due to excessive use of his brain recently.

"I know what's wrong with you? You're too hungry?" Zhinao received a message from his roommate Huo Wanning sitting next to him. "If you hold on for ten more minutes, class will be over. It will be the peak meal period, so I will rush to the cafeteria first." You take a seat."

"No, I'm just a little dizzy." Sheng Zhiyu rubbed his temples and replied with his brain.

"I think you have low blood sugar. Eat more later to see how thin you are." Huo Wan Ning babbled.

At this moment, Sheng Zhiyu clearly felt that a software with a skull was being forced to download in his brain, and the download was completed at a very fast speed.

"Warning, warning, the god-making game is being installed..."

The system suddenly pops up a text with clear voice prompts.

God-making game? Is your brain poisoned?

In the class at this time, the female teacher wearing glasses took a sip of tea and continued to explain why the supply curve of labor bends backward. Some students were frantically taking notes on their brains, and some were sleeping directly. After she passed by, she was ready to wait for Zhinao to finish recording and go back to listen slowly. No one noticed her at all.

Sheng Zhiyu felt something was getting more and more wrong. Was she the only one who had been tricked?

"The installation is complete, now for novice testing."

Sheng Zhiyu: "...!"

"Players are asked to choose one of the games within 10 seconds, otherwise they will be destroyed:

A mountain village old corpse

B Corpse Party”

Sheng Zhiyu: "..."

Listening to this name, if she could, she wouldn't choose any of them. But she couldn't hesitate. This thing was very evil and might really destroy her.

Corpse Party is a bit too heavy-handed, so choose Mountain Village Old Corpse.

Not much better though.

Sheng Zhiyu bit the bullet and chose A.

"The player has chosen. Now the player will be transported to the game copy: Mountain Village Old Corpse."

The classroom in front of him began to distort and gradually disappeared while Sheng Zhiyu was in shock.

Sheng Zhiyu came back to her senses and found that she had actually changed the scene, and her outfit had also been replaced.

She was originally wearing an autumn coat, but now it has been replaced by a purple-gray down jacket for winter.

Surrounded by a quiet village, it was winter, and heavy snow was falling on the ground. The snow on the ground was almost reaching the ankles.

This game is quite considerate. Sheng Zhiyu complained silently.

At this point the game issues a prompt:

"The transfer has been completed and the player needs to survive within 24 hours. Now the player will be given a lottery opportunity."

A rapidly sliding lottery box appeared in Zhi's mind. Sheng Zhiyu looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything clearly, so he pressed the pause button based on his intuition.

The page stopped, and a cup of golden liquid appeared in Zhi Nao's mind, and turned into a light that enveloped her whole body.

"Congratulations to the player for getting the prop: Sacred Blood. Blood can have a certain reaction on ghosts. The specific use is for the players to discover by themselves."

The game is briefly introduced and there are no prompts.

Sheng Zhiyu wanted to try to contact Huo Wan Ning, but found that Huo Wan Ning's profile picture was dark and the message could not be sent.

Not only that, the contact list is almost always dark. Sheng Zhiyu rummaged around and found a familiar name: "Qi Heyi". This was her junior high school student, one level younger than her, and they had participated in the Mathematical Olympiad together before.

Before she could make any move, Qi Heyi had already started the video.

Sheng Zhiyu chose to connect.

Qi Heyi's face appeared in Zhi's mind, with a small forest in the background. Although he was not in the same place as himself, judging from the style and color of the painting, he should also be in this small mountain village.

"Senior! I have found an acquaintance!" Qi Heyi was very excited. Balabala said a lot.

"You turn on location sharing first, and I'll go find you." Sheng Zhiyu said.

"There's no need for senior sister to come to me, I'll come here myself." Qi Heyi was very sensible.

He quickly turned on location sharing and found that the two were not far away. Qi Heyi ran all the way and arrived in front of Sheng Zhiyu in only five or six minutes.

"Long time no see, senior sister." Qi Heyi ran too fast, panting a little, and his handsome face turned slightly red.

Sheng Zhiyu said: "The situation is special. Let's wait until the game is over to talk about old times. Have you also been forced to install a software called the God-making Game in your brain?"

Almost 99% of people now have smart brain chips installed, which is equivalent to virtualizing the functions of the original mobile phone. The interface and functions can be mobilized through consciousness. The penetration rate is equivalent to the original mobile phone.

Sheng Zhiyu said that if not everyone was forced to install a smart brain by the hospital when they were born, she really didn't want to install this thing because she always felt unsafe.

Qi Heyi nodded: "I have participated in the game once before. This time only your profile picture is on in my contacts, which means that we are the only ones participating in the game."

Sheng Zhiyu said: "In this case, I will check if there is anyone else on my list."

Sheng Zhiyu continued to search and saw another person whom she was not familiar with but who was very famous: Fu Rongyue, a sophomore student at Imperial University and a student in the Department of Foreign Languages. She had met him because she had joined the drama club where Fu Rongyue was the vice president some time ago.

Except for Fu Rongyue, no one else had their lights on anymore.

"Senior, how are you, is there anyone?" Qi Heyi asked.

Sheng Zhiyu nodded: "Yes, she is still a beautiful woman."

Qi Heyi chuckled and said: "Sister, you have forgotten that I have prosopagnosia. No matter how beautiful a woman is, I can't tell whether she is beautiful or not."

Sheng Zhiyu: "It doesn't matter. With your symptoms, you can still find a beautiful wife even if you don't know how beautiful your wife is."

Qi Heyi: "..."

Sheng Zhiyu quickly contacted Fu Rongyue. Fortunately, they were not far away. Soon Sheng Zhiyu saw an iceberg beauty with an elegant temperament wearing a white down jacket walking towards him. With the desolate mountain village background, she actually had a sad and beautiful feeling like a fox fairy. .

Beautiful, indeed beautiful.

"Senior, is this your first time participating in a game?" Sheng Zhiyu asked.

Fu Rongyue nodded: "I was in the drama club when I was suddenly teleported over."

Qi Heyi said excitedly: "Then I am equivalent to a veteran. Don't worry, two sisters, I will ensure your safety."

"By the way, what game did you participate in for the first time?" Sheng Zhiyu asked curiously.

Qi Heyi: "Far Cry."

Sheng Zhiyu: "..."

It doesn't sound like a good name either.

Village Corpse, Far Cry, Corpse Party, this game seems to be on par with horror movies.

Suddenly, she shuddered: "No, the temperature seems to be getting lower and lower."