Please fall in love with a dangerous god

"Mr. Yu, are you sure you want to donate all the assets under your name after your death?"

In the advanced ward, the walls and bedding are all white, the light screen on the wall flickers slightly, and the female voice broadcasts the news, making this empty ward not look so lonely.

A middle-aged lawyer with gray hair was sitting by the bed, holding a document in his hand to confirm the content of the will to the patient.

This should be a very common scene in the hospital, the only one that is not common is the patient on the hospital bed.

He is really too young, he looks like he is only in his early 20s, and he still has a delicate sense of youth.He was a mixed race with a snow-white complexion, light blue eyes, and long curly hair draped over his shoulders.

On the medical record card beside the patient's bed, his name was written - Yu Zhehong.

"Uncle Zhao, you have already asked me several times," Yu Zhehong stretched, looked away from the light screen, and said with a smile, "I confirm."

There is a small red mole on his right eyelid, and his expression is particularly beautiful in the blink of an eye.

The corners of Yu Zhehong's natural mouth are slightly upturned, alleviating the aggressive beauty of his eyebrows and eyes, even now, a bright smile flows in those light blue eyes.

Lawyer Zhao was silent, and finally said: "...OK."

——What they were talking about was Yu Zhehong's will.

Yu Zhehong, the outside world called him a ghost cartoonist.

He made his debut at the age of 15. At the age of 16, the collection of short comics and long-form serialization became popular at the same time. At the age of 17, the sales volume of comics reached the first place in the world.

He is incomparable and his future is boundless.But at the age of 17, he suffered from a strange disease, the cause of which could not even be found out with the current medical level.

The stunningly talented new star has paralyzed legs at his best age, is mentally distressed, and is riddled with negative/negative news.

Everyone thought he would die just like that, because the crazy patient in the news seemed to pick up a pen and stick it down his throat at any moment.

But he didn't.

After two full years of silence, Yu Zhehong suddenly restarted the serialization.This year, he was 19 years old. Against the pressure and bets, he came back against the wind, settled all the controversies with his own pen, and even reached a new peak.

Countless awards, consecutive sales for several years, "the most outstanding contemporary young manga artist"...

In just a few years, he has completed the journey of more than ten years in the same industry, and he is only short of the last crown-the "Berryman Award", the lifelong honor that all cartoonists want to get.

...provided he survived.

He is 22 years old this year, and his illness has not recovered.Tomorrow, he will undergo an operation.The success rate of the operation is only 8%, and even if it is successful, it is only a few more years of life.

Lawyer Zhao felt sad when he thought about it, but the young man on the hospital bed didn't seem to care about it, and instead smiled and said, "Uncle Zhao, have you found a new client? My death won't let your salary drop. "

I'm afraid no one can tell from Yu Zhehong's expression that he is a seriously ill patient, he is too bright.

Lawyer Zhao shook his head, looked at the empty ward, and thought of Yu Zhehong's parents, and sighed again.

He didn't know much about the Yu family, but everyone in the circle had heard about it.

The Yu family is also a wealthy family. Yu Zhehong ran away from home in pursuit of his "art", and fell out with the family, and has not reconciled until now.In his will, he didn't mention his family at all.

Now that Yu Zhehong is about to undergo such a major operation, no one has come to care about her.

The air fell into a brief silence, only the light screen on the wall was still emitting sound.

"...Next, let's switch to the game entertainment channel..."

Yu Zhehong suddenly heard a familiar term: "God's Love".

"Love of the Gods" is a love strategy game, holographic production.Yu Zhehong remembered that this was the first commercial cooperation invitation he received, and the game party invited him to design the appearance of the character for the player.

The cooperation was very pleasant. At the beginning, Yu Zhehong was very concerned about the progress of the game, but after he fell ill, he didn't care about it anymore.

Yu Zhehong was attracted by the news, but found that the news announced the closure of the game "Shenming".

He listened with great interest to the host's analysis of the reasons for its failure, and his mood changed from surprise to laughter.

The selling point of holographic games is immersion, and of course "Shenming" is also the same. The banner it played at the beginning was "give you a real strategy experience".

All players think about hugging, kissing, and falling in love with the target of the strategy "real", but only after playing the game do they realize that they have been cheated.

The target god of the attack is named "Bo Yin", and the player finds that this is a monster with no emotion at all.

He let the players GG again and again, the real love that the players expected turned into a real experience of death, the love game became a horror game, and many complaint letters said that he had left a psychological shadow.

The game has been on the market for a year, and no one has played the HE ending with the gods, but hundreds of death methods have been unlocked.

With such a tragic overturn, it's no wonder that "Shenming" didn't close down.

The light screen cut to the game scene.

——This is the first promotional advertisement released by "God".

The white-gold mechanical city towers into the sky, with the endless blue sky above.

Human high-rise buildings and traces of aura magic blend wonderfully, and at the top of the central tower in the city, gods look down on the world.

It has to be said that the production of the "Gods" working group is quite good. He agreed to participate in the planning back then because he was attracted by this seemingly reliable investment.

As soon as the news screen changed, it was suddenly cut to God.

He was wearing a white holy robe, and the golden mechanical dark patterns on the cloth shone like flowing clouds.

On the top of the head is a prismatic crown of blue floating crystals, and the long silver-white hair flutters slightly.

There is also a gold-rimmed monocle pinned to the left eye of the god, and a thin chain hangs down, with a small piece of blue crystal hanging down.Behind the lens, the blue eyes of the same color are as calm as ice.

Almost every cell of this character has "Flower of Gaoling" and "Unattainable".

Even though Yu Zhehong's aesthetics tends to be flamboyant rather than iceberg, he was still amazed at this moment.

He watched Bo Yin until the news screen disappeared, and then took his mobile phone to browse the game forum, watching the players scold the production team in a fancy way.

He said: "This production team is so stupid and funny."

Yu Zhehong became famous very early, and later focused on the creation of personal comics, so "The Love of the Gods" is actually his first and only commercial cooperation.

It ended up being so miserable.

"...Uncle Zhao, please add another item to my will." Yu Zhehong said, "Buy "The Love of the Gods."

He thought for a while and said, "Even if the operation is successful, I still have to buy it, so I can play."

Lawyer Zhao: "..."

Attorney Zhao was choked by his attitude of "going downstairs to buy some food", but he still took this point seriously.

Yu Zhehong has a very good temper in recent years, but he is still a typical wealthy dude in terms of consumption habits.Over the years, things similar to "buying a huge amount of money to play games for myself alone" have been done.

While the two were talking, a nurse walked in and said politely, "Hi, there is still one hour until Mr. Yu's scheduled surgery time."

Lawyer Zhao stood up: "I'm waiting outside."

Yu Zhehong smiled and said, "Goodbye, Uncle Zhao."

……

When the anesthesia gradually took effect, Yu Zhehong was actually not very sad.

He was just lamenting that he might never be able to cross the "one step away" from the Berry Man Award.

……

Yu Zhehong opened his eyes amidst the light, and saw the compelling blue sky.

... Huh, the sky?

How can you see the sky in the ward?

Did he have hallucinations again?

As the consciousness gradually returned to his cage, small sounds flooded into his ears, like the shaking of grass leaves, the whispering of insects, and the fragrance of flowers and trees floating in his nose.

Yu Zhehong is a person who can perceive beauty very well. The scenery made him breathe quietly for a few seconds before he realized that he was lying on his back, as if he was in a garden, with a hard and cold stone slab underneath.

The vegetation in the garden is strange, holy and agile, and it seems... not like the creatures on the earth.

Not hallucinations either.

Yu Zhehong let out a long "hmm—" in his heart.

He had a bad feeling.

As if to confirm his conjecture, the next moment, he saw the "creature" in the garden.

A small floating thing in the air that looks like a jellyfish, except they're made of machinery and their tentacles are soft metal.

He knew this thing, and it was the most common mechanical life in the world view of "God's Love", called "cloud ghost".

Yu Zhehong: "..."

Is the operation failed and transmigrated into the game? !

The mechanical jellyfish in the air seemed to be curious about the visitor from another world in this garden, and gathered towards him, rubbing against his clothes.

Shocked, Yu Zhehong wanted to sit up, but found that she had no strength in her limbs.And in an instant, a stabbing pain swept through his mind.

"hiss……!"

As if a hand was forcing a bunch of memories into his mind, Yu Zhehong wanted to cover his head, but he couldn't move.

"...Gods... Boyin... City of Machinery... Sacrifice... Sacrifice..."

"...control him, restrain him..."

"...control, control..."

what?

Yu Zhehong was dripping with cold sweat from the pain, and just wanted to scream, suddenly remembered the setting of the game.

——In a certain starting point of "God", the player is "sacrificed" to the mechanical city of the god, and then wakes up in the white altar in the garden.

Isn't this the scene he encountered now?

The unknown voice was still chattering, brainwashing him, Yu Zhehong subconsciously charged up and threw the voice out!

Yu Zhehong sat up, but the brainwashing power did not let him go, he felt that it was still trying to return to him.His whole body tensed up trying to resist—

at this time.

"—"

"boom!"

The shrill voice exploded in my head, and then it stopped, and the world became quiet.

……Disappeared?

Before Yu Zhehong could relax, he froze.

——Something more terrifying and huge is approaching.

"rustle……"

There was a wind blowing from the ground in the garden, and Yu Zhehong suddenly heard the sound of music.

The sound of the music is ethereal and distant, like the sound of a mechanical collision, which can be called beautiful and pleasant, but in this burst of music, Yu Zhehong became stiff.

He was not the only one who sensed a sense of crisis, and the cloud ghosts who had gathered together retreated in fright, as if they were avoiding something.

There used to be insects and birds chirping in the garden, but now they all disappeared.

The sound of the music was getting closer, and so was the invisible, terrifying feeling.

At a critical point, the music suddenly stopped.

"Crack".

The sound of blades of grass being slightly stepped on.

Yu Zhehong's fingers were stiff, and his Adam's apple rolled.

He suddenly remembered, [Garden of the Gods] is a refresh point that claims to be 100% dead at the beginning, and no player has survived 5 minutes here!

In the dead silence, Yu Zhehong slowly raised his head.

He crashed into a pair of icy lake-like blue eyes.

The owner of the garden, the impeccably handsome god, stared at him with slightly lowered silver eyelashes, as if looking at some inorganic object.

"...!"

Before Yu Zhehong could say a word, Boyin stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck.

An emotionless, indifferent voice fell into my ears:

"Sacrifice?"