After I became an ancient god

【Reaper Era: Death Fate】

In the dark universe, the blue planet revolves around the hot star, silently.

There is only a huge blurred figure bent over and looking at everything on the planet.

The meteorites and dust in the universe bypassed the vicinity of the blue planet, as if they were scattered by the vague human figure on it, and dared not approach.

The blurred human figure couldn't see any facial features clearly.

From the perspective of proportion, his slightly slender back is slightly curved, like a world tree growing on a planet, motionless, with a kind of static beauty.

The nameless mist that constitutes His body is like boiling water, rolling and surging, completely covering the blue planet, and covering this blue celestial body with a veil of nameless mist.

Soon, the planet seemed to turn into a gray glass bead, exuding a faint gleam.

As if to break free from the cover of the nameless fog, the red thread of fate covered with gray glass beads trembled slightly, playing one after another moving and magnificent movements for the vague human figure.

Ke Su, who was sitting in front of the screen, closed his eyes, enjoying the music in the game.

This music was a tune he had never heard before, with an intoxicating sense of pathos, which made him so intoxicated that he couldn't extricate himself, and even wanted to sing along.

"..."

But he doesn't know how to sing, he can only hum softly.

Ke Su was lying on the computer desk while listening, and gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, he seemed to have really become the ancient god in the game, leaning over to listen to the music played by the planet for him.

And at this moment when the ancient god really descended.

The grand banquet that belongs exclusively to the gods has ushered in the real host, the music feast of the whole universe has begun, and the whole universe is cheering for it.

In the dream, Kesuto listened to the music, and the light of the distant stars revealed his true face in his intoxicated expression.

Countless huge and vast celestial bodies shrouded this azure planet in chaos and darkness, misty nebulae danced to the music, and cosmic dust rolled among them.

At this moment, the galaxies that seemed extremely vast and far away in the universe became extremely small and crowded, filled with huge celestial bodies that did not belong here.

The blue planet here is as small as a speck of dust in the universe, as if it would fall apart with a slight blow.

In the dream, Kesu suddenly heard the music from the planet below him and became a little nervous and flustered. It seemed that he was a little scared because of the increase in audience.

He, who was originally intoxicated by the music, bowed his head, thinking that this guy was a little cute, like a poor little boy.

So, he held up the blue planet in his palm, feeling quite fond of it.

[Keep playing, it sounds very nice. 】

Ke Su was somewhat comforting.

Afterwards, the planet seemed to be really appeased, and the music sounded again.

He heard the sound of the planet gradually returning to normal, so he stroked it like a kitten, and continued to listen to the song.

I don't know how long this grand banquet of the gods lasted. There are no celestial bodies to calculate, and neither does Kesu.

He just listened to the song carefully, listening to a rare concert like a perfectly competent listener.

After all, all he needs to do is listen to the song, and the concept of time is meaningless to him.

However, for the people who live on the blue planet and are at the center of the concert, too much time has passed, so long that human beings are about to become extinct.

call--! ! !

The cold wind blew past, and the sky covered by gray mist was still dim, with only a faint gleam, just like the starry night before the era of mass extinction, although it was gloomy, there was a gleam of light.

Let people not sink into the eternal night and lose sight of their fingers.

There was an icy breath in the air, and on the snow-covered land, the remains of countless city ruins were frozen in a crystal.

20 years have passed, and the time cycle has long since ended. Only the technological products of the past are still here, witnessing the past glory of human civilization.

When Claire came out of the warm bunker, what she saw was such a doomsday scene.

She stared at everything in front of her numbly, shrank in the cold wind, her figure was thin.

The beauty of her youth has long been lost in time. Although she is only 40 years old now, she looks more like a nearly 60-year-old woman.

She followed behind the exploration team and walked towards the ruins of the city.

Today is the day when the bunker searches for food once a week. They must go deep into the dangerous city to find the food left before the mass extinction era.

In this snow-covered world, where the daily temperature is below minus 20 degrees at the highest point, food cannot grow anymore, and everyone can only rely on industrial products from [-] years ago to make a living.

"May the God of Gray Mist bless you!"

Several young people in the team were dressed in shabby cotton clothes with traces of mending everywhere. Before entering the ruins of the city, they had to pray as usual.

They didn't remember anything when the mass extinction happened. They grew up in this doomsday era, so they have extraordinarily pure beliefs. Every time they enter the city to find food, they pray.

Claire stood aside numbly, expressionless.

"May the immortal god above the gray mist bless your loyal believers..."

What these young people believe in is a god named the God of Gray Mist.

At first, at the beginning of the end, most people believed in God, but when the 20 years of prayers did not work, God was abandoned by mankind.

The current mainstream belief is undoubtedly the God of Gray Mist.

The gray mist all over the planet is devoutly believed by humans.

Because they believe that it is the gray mist that is protecting their planet from extinction.

"I really hope that one day, I can go on a pilgrimage to the city of the God of Gray Mist. I heard that there is music from heaven everywhere, and people live incomparably happy lives. God will grant us eternal life..."

After praying, everyone explored the city. One of the young people talked about his dream with hope on his face.

In order to ease the fear in their hearts, the others also chatted, and they were full of longing and faith in the God of Gray Mist.

The so-called city of the God of Gray Mist is the central city where the mass extinction erupted—Nuco City.

There, the black-haired, black-eyed, white-skinned God of Gray Mist floats forever in the center of the gray mist, protecting human beings with the gray mist gushing out of his body.

Although this fog caused the planet to no longer see sunlight, it also protected the planet from being swallowed by the blazing light.

Because, according to the records of human beings before the communication network was broken, on the day of mass extinction, a gray mist swept across the world, and a huge fuzzy human figure appeared above the planet.

At that time, many ignorant people thought that this was the end of the day, and resisted the gray mist and the huge and terrifying human figure, and rushed to the places that the gray mist had not yet covered.

But then, something terrible happened.

After just a few hours, many strange celestial bodies appeared around the blue star, and the bright light reflected by the celestial bodies scorched the surface temperature to hundreds of degrees Celsius.

The human beings exposed to the light will be melted by the radiation in an instant, and those places not covered by the gray fog will become a living hell on earth.

After this disaster, nearly one-half of the people in the world died.

Only those human beings who did not have time to escape the gray fog survived, but, as a price, there was no light on the planet, and the surface temperature plummeted.

All electronic equipment also failed in the gray fog, and human beings have completely returned to primitive society, and can only hide in bunkers and survive until now.

The true identity of the god of gray mist has also been spread to every corner of the world by the gray fog sect that believes in the god of gray fog in the past 20 years.

They claimed that the God of Gray Mist was born as the son of a man at first, and later sacrificed himself to save the world, and his brilliance should be remembered by mankind forever.

Therefore, everyone who believes in the God of Gray Mist knows that the human name of the God of Gray Mist is Mike Creison.

It is precisely because of the existence of the god of gray mist that white-skinned humans are also highly respected. In this doomsday era of mass extinction, they are the existence of superior humans.

Claire followed at the end of the team, listening to everyone's discussion, her expression became a little complicated.

She will always remember that day 20 years ago, when the time loop that has plagued mankind for countless years ended.

Although only a few awakened ones know this, most human beings think it is simply the end of the world.

However, she saw that scene with her own eyes.

She still remembered that the deformed child named Mike was floating high in the sky, no matter how many gods of death were around him, he was not afraid, and he did not fall until he finally died.

At that time, Claire and his companions had just come out of the underground waterway when they saw the gods of death flying to the sky like dead crows. When they looked up, they saw the resurrected Mike.

The freak Mike, who has always been despised by everyone, can kill the god of death, and he is so brave and fearless.

Claire admitted that she was very moved at the time, and even thought about how to accept Mike's marriage proposal tactfully after he came back.

After all, human beings who can defeat God of Death are unique in the world.

However, Mike still died in the siege of death, and Claire was about to escape, but found that an overwhelming thick fog suddenly poured out of Mike, covering the entire sky.

That is the origin of the end, the beginning and the end of everything.

Thinking about it now, Claire really wanted to kill the self who looked down on Mike before, and wished everything could be restarted, and the timeline started to cycle again.

In the past 20 years, she has fantasized countless times. If she had discovered Mike's god status earlier, she would have cared for Mike.

Even if Mike is not the so-called god of gray mist, I believe that with Mike's great strength, she will never live in such a desolate life as she is now. In order to survive, she can only follow these low-level hunting teams to find food outside the bunker.

After the end of the day, the former partners parted ways.

Claire lived in a very embarrassing situation.

What she did to Mike at the beginning was compiled into a scripture by the Gray Mist Sect and spread, making her remain anonymous until now, and she dared not even participate in prayers together, for fear that Mike would really become a god and come to punish her for doing so. His discrimination and indifference.

Therefore, no one knew over the years that this old woman in the team was actually someone who had contact with the human incarnation of the God of Gray Mist and who had appeared in the Gray Mist Religion.

Everyone's discussion was still going on, Claire hid in the team with dark eyes, looked up at the gray fog in the sky, as if he could see someone in the past through the fog.

If everything really starts again, she will definitely not miss it.

After a while, Claire lowered her head in remorse.

The next second, the sky suddenly lit up, and everyone who was walking in the ruins of the city was shocked to see the planet slowly melting, everything recovering, and time turning back.

Claire also watched all this dully.

After a while, she returned to the beginning of everything, the underground sewer.

To be precise, all the surviving humans on the planet have returned to this past era, to the day of the time loop.

Back to the time when the God of Gray Mist hadn't sacrificed himself to save the world.

After an unknown amount of time, Ke Su, who was dozing off at the computer desk, was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.

The grand concert in the universe has finally come to an end.

In the dark cosmic space, from billions of light years away, the celestial bodies that specially came to the concert began to loom, and the blurry and huge human figures rubbed their eyes, and sleepily touched the blue sky beside them that was still playing music. planet.

Ke Su put the blue planet in his hand back to its original position, then slowly closed his eyes, it was time to wake up.

Everything gradually dissipated.

Like a beautiful dream spanning centuries, the huge and blurry human figure, the distant and beautiful celestial body, everything disappeared without a trace.

The concert is over.

real world

Ke Su opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that the mobile phone was vibrating with harsh ringtones, indicating that the takeaway had arrived.

"...it feels like a sweet dream."

Ke Su stretched his waist, saw that the game page on the computer screen was still in the form of a giant human, and looked at the time again.

Only 2 minutes had passed since he listened to the song, but this dream felt very long and satisfying.

Ke Su, who had recovered from the dream, answered the phone, got up to get the takeaway, and quickly got it back.

With some money in hand, Ke Su wanted to improve his life, so he ordered a hot noodle soup with meat and vegetables, and ate it with great relish.

Recently, I have been eating instant noodles. Although they are delicious, they are still unhealthy.

While eating, Ke Su found that the game on the computer had come to an end, and the customs clearance rewards had been sent to the backpack.

In addition, the system also specially provides a music download button, which can download the songs in the game just now.

Ke Su clicked the download decisively, and felt that the hypnotic effect of this music was really good, and it would definitely be good to play it at night while sleeping.

But after clearing the customs, the system gives a detailed strategy.

Only then did Ke Su realize that he had been taking the wrong route before.

In fact, if you want to take the human route and act as the savior of mankind, you should choose to go back to the settlement with your companions when you first wake up.

Instead of going directly to the rooftop empty-handed to attract the gods of death, causing the level to get stuck.

In the end, he used the same method as cheating to eliminate all the gods of death, and then passed the level smoothly.

Looking at the strategy, Ke Su fell silent.

"...cough cough!"

Ke Su was choked by the noodle soup, and after a while, he calmly opened the mouse and chose to restart the level, and the time progress bar was pulled to the beginning of the game.

Isn't it just that you made a mistake, you can just go again.

It's just that the plot of the restart timeline seems to have changed a little this time.

Ke Su looked at the female NPC Claire who suddenly burst into tears and hugged the protagonist in the screen, blinked curiously, and saw a label of "Rebirth" appeared on it.

On the system panel, there is an extra respawn prompt on the game prompt.

It seems that because of the characteristics of the time loop in this world, when I pull the timeline back, I bring along the NPCs who survived the last ending.

Ke Su thought the game setting was quite interesting, so he checked it out again.

I found that in the last ending, the protagonist seemed to become the god of the whole world, so people who came back from this rebirth will come to pilgrimage.

Trying to save the gods who are about to die for the world, of course, there are also some who want to witness the death of the gods.

Ke Su felt that the plot unfolded too well, but couldn't help but want to see the follow-up development, so he didn't toggle the timeline to clear the reborn NPCs.

If he wants to make a mistake, he will make a mistake and see what the world line can end up with.

Ke Su looked at the guide just now, and found that this ending is also included in the guide, and the process seems to be quite long.

Just right, after finishing this ending, it's time to go to bed. Get up early tomorrow and go to the company. Although the appointment is at noon, you still need to clock in at work, otherwise the performance will not be counted. He still wants to take advantage of the company Be generous and earn more.

It's really troublesome because Senior Xin Yun's law of karma has closed down, so he has to find another job.

Ke Su made a plan and began to concentrate on playing the game.

At the same time,

Lishi Suburbs,

Outside a remote small village, three men in uniforms were talking about something seriously.

"This is the abnormal location reported a few days ago, and it looks like nothing unusual."

The tall man Yin Wen looked at the portable light screen in his hand with a somewhat bored expression.

"I wanted to deal with more powerful things, but recently I was always sent to find some feudal and superstitious things in this kind of corner."

"These hillbillies' matters are not worth dealing with at all. As for arranging so many people?" Yin Wen complained impatiently.

Recently, he just became a full-time employee. When he was full of enthusiasm and wanted to make a name for himself, he was always sent by Lishi's executive department to deal with some abnormal incidents in the suburbs of Lishi.

And because the suburbs are full of poor older generations with old-fashioned ideas and serious feudal superstition.

Many of the reported abnormal phenomena are false information, pure superstition or simple criminal cases, and few of them are real supernatural events.

Yin Wen has been hit hard by the status quo of running around but getting nothing in the past few days, and his words have become a little weird.

Hearing this, Sun Dacai, a man with a simple and honest temperament, scratched his head helplessly, not knowing what to say to his colleague from a wealthy family.

Luo Ling, the only woman among the three, pinched her waist angrily, and scolded: "Okay, I can't stop talking all the way, you are a newly-professed executive, why don't you do this?"

As a senior executive, Luo Ling is not used to Yin Wen's young master's temper.

"..."

Yin Wen didn't dare to quarrel with Luo Ling, and was a little afraid of this hot-tempered immediate boss, so he honestly silenced his voice.

But his expression was still very unconvinced, and he walked slowly, deliberately slowing down a lot.

Luo Ling ignored him and led Sun Dacai to the village.

This time, their mission is to investigate successive cases of disappearances in the village.

More than a dozen villagers disappeared for no reason in the past half month, and the police could not find any traces. On the contrary, even the police disappeared a few.

The sum of all these information looks like a supernatural event that is erupting, and Li City's special event handling department immediately sent an executive to investigate.

Luo Ling has rich experience in dealing with supernatural events, so she started the investigation after entering the village.

She first investigated the families of the missing persons and found that they acted calmly, as if the disappearance of family members was not a big deal.

Asking about the situation of the missing person before his disappearance is also asking three questions.

"...Don't you know where he went before he disappeared?"

Luo Ling frowned, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of her with sharp eyes.

"……do not know."

The middle-aged woman looked calm. She shook her head and explained: "My husband is the steward of the temple. He often goes out. I can't control him."

The steward of the temple?

Hearing this address, Luo Ling frowned slightly. Just now this woman clearly said that her husband did not have a job.

Thinking of this, Luo Ling immediately looked down to check the missing person's information, but found no description about his occupation, nor any information about this so-called temple.

Did the police not find out?

Or is it that in the eyes of the police, the status of being a temple steward is not considered a profession?

Luo Ling felt something was wrong.

Because according to the investigation procedures of the police, the relevant personal information of the deceased should be the first to be investigated, and it is impossible to miss it.

Even the identity of a temple steward may be closely related to the disappearance of the missing person, and this clue cannot be ignored.

"Officer, do you have anything else to ask? My son is leaving school, and I'm going to pick him up." The middle-aged woman said calmly, her eyes were so calm that she hardly looked like a middle-aged woman, but a man who had gone through vicissitudes elder.

"...No, thank you, sorry for the trouble."

Although Luo Ling felt that something was wrong, she also knew that now was not the time to startle the snake, so she politely thanked her as if nothing had happened, and left.

"There's definitely something wrong..."

Walking out of the missing person's house, Luo Ling pondered for a moment, then took Sun Dacai and Yin Wen to the next missing person's house.

Then, she saw pairs of calm eyes that seemed familiar.

The missing person this time is an old man with only his son and daughter-in-law at home.

Luo Ling calmly asked the family for relevant information, and then found that the two people also knew nothing about it, and their expressions were calm, as if the missing person was not a relative, but a stranger.

"He usually likes to wander around, so we don't know where he was before he disappeared."

I can't even remember when the last time I left.

Luo Ling looked at the two who had the same calm expression as the middle-aged woman just now, and frowned even tighter.

Yin Wen and Sun Dacai behind them seemed to sense something unusual, and they were as silent as two quails.

Afterwards, Luo Ling investigated other families of the missing persons, and saw that almost all of them had the same calm expression. It was like a long-planned conspiracy, as if they deliberately lost their relatives, and they didn't care about the missing persons.

So far, the only thing that all the missing persons have in common is that they are all men. Luo Ling has not found any other information.

The case information in hand is pitifully small and completely useless.

Finally, Luo Ling went to check the temple in the village, and found that the temple was very old. Although it could be seen that it was cleaned frequently and was very clean, the dilapidated statue could still tell that the temple had been around for a long time.

Looking at the statue of a kind-hearted goddess in the temple, Luo Ling seriously recorded her investigation process today on the light screen.

Then he turned off the light screen, and said to the two executives behind him: "It's getting dark, let's go first, come back tomorrow, something is not right here, it's better to leave after nightfall."

Saying that, several people walked out of the temple and walked towards the entrance of the village.

However, before they reached the entrance of the village, they heard the sound of gongs and drums not far away.

It's like someone is singing an opera.

"Is there a mobile theater here?"

Sun Dacai, who has always been fond of listening to operas, his eyes lit up. He was attracted by the singing voice and couldn't help but look over.

A luxurious mobile theater stood in the village, but they hadn't noticed it during the day.

"...a mobile theater?"

Yin Wen, who came from a wealthy family, showed a dazed expression, as he was very unfamiliar with this product of the last century.

Sun Dacai enthusiastically introduced to him that the so-called mobile theater was a popular form of entertainment in urban slums and suburbs in the last century, before nuclear war broke out.

Because of the short-lived friendly relationship between the Federation and the Empire in the last century, Western dramas were very popular during that time.

In order to attract audiences, the troupe owner of the Federation came up with the idea of ​​a mobile theater. Both Eastern and Western dramas are performed in this mobile theater. The two cultures are mixed together, and the fusion is just right, which is extremely attractive.

It used to be popular for a while, but unfortunately, after the outbreak of the war between the two countries, Western theater quickly declined and was boycotted. In the end, mobile theaters were replaced by advanced film technology, becoming an afterimage of an era.

Sun Dacai did not expect that he could see this forgotten art again here, and his expression was very excited.