Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

"September 2019, [-], I remember that the sun in Anshi was so strong that afternoon that people couldn't keep their eyes open..."

"Wait, wait." The young woman raised her hand expressionlessly to stop, "Although you mentioned the date with a look of nostalgia for the distant past, today is only September 19, [-]."

The middle-aged man with a bearded face and melancholy eyes said deeply: "To you, it was just yesterday, but to me, it was already 300 years ago."

The woman made a very forceful inhalation movement, obvious blue veins appeared on her forehead and neck, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, as if she was trying her best to control her anger: "Okay... from yesterday to today I have treated you It is equal to 300 years, so what?"

The melancholy bearded man suddenly became excited: "So - old lady, I am your younger brother Yang Qiu! That afternoon you sent me to buy groceries and snatched my computer to play games. I got angry and went directly to the Internet cafe to play, but I was waiting for you After playing until midnight and returning home, I suddenly time-traveled, and was thrown into a particularly dark and evil magical world for 300 years! I managed to wear it back..."

"Get out——!"

"Bang" and "bang" sounded twice, and the door and security door of Room 3-2 were slammed shut, leaving only a melancholy bearded man who called himself Yang Qiu standing alone in the corridor.

"Listen to me, old lady, I'm really Yang Qiu!" The melancholy bearded man had to knock on the door again, "Your name is Yang Ying, and our mother's name is Ni Keping. It's been 300 years and I still remember you all." Yes——!"

There was no sound from inside the door, but the door of room 3-1 next door opened, and an aunt who looked quite strange but vaguely familiar stared blankly at the bearded man in the corridor.

Mom slowly closed the door.

The door lock sounded, and the melancholy bearded man heard his aunt's nervous voice from inside the door: "Old man, what is the phone number of Qingshan Mental Hospital? A lunatic came to the Yang family next door and smashed the door..."

The melancholy bearded man Yang Qiu left the Redwood community where he had lived for 16 years.

Yang Qiu, with a bearded face and greasy shawl hair, went to another world and came back again. At this moment, he is still wearing the outfit he brought back from another world:

A beige long-sleeved high-necked shirt, a vest of the same color, black magicweave trousers, deerskin boots on his feet, a black cloak with a hood on his body, and a delicate staff with a forearm length in his hand .

When he walked out of the community, two high school students who had just returned from the school report looked at him in surprise, and one of them muttered in a low voice: "People at such an age still play cosplay? Who is this cosplayer?"

Yang Qiu turned to stare at the two high school students, his eyes mainly focused on their blue and white sports uniforms.

300 years... One day before the earth time, he wore this school uniform to travel through time, and that warm and thick autumn school uniform accompanied him through the first difficult years...

"Hey!" He looked at the two high school students very uncomfortable, and ran away holding hands in disgust.

Yang Qiu didn't care at all that he was being treated as a pervert, and watched the backs of the two of them with attachment until he couldn't see them.

That's not the girl who ran away, that's the carefree youth he lost...

The location of Hongshan Community is good. Walking 200 meters from the community, you can reach the pedestrian street of Anshi Commercial District.Taking advantage of the popularity of the pedestrian street, many stores have opened on both sides of the less spacious alleys, and there are long vegetable stalls at the corners. Some elderly people in the community like to buy vegetables nearby.

The popularity of the alleyway is not comparable to that of the pedestrian street, but it is not deserted either. Yang Qiu stood at the gate of the community for a while, and there were at least a dozen people coming and going staring at his black magician costume suspected of cosplay.

Fortunately, in this era, the streets are full of people wearing Hanfu, Lolita skirts, cosplayers, all kinds of exotic clothes, and Yang Qiu's outfit is not too out of the ordinary.

When a middle-aged couple walked into the community from Yang Qiu, the woman said to her husband, "This cosplay is really professional. Is it your League of Legends character?"

The man only glanced at Yang Qiu at first, but turned back to stare at Yang Qiu after hearing this: "It seems... no, no hero looks like this."

Yang Qiu lowered his head and walked away quickly.

After half an hour.

Penniless and homeless, Yang Qiu sat alone on a bench in the northwest corner of the central square of Tashan Park, facing the flower bed, with a pensive expression on his face.

"I can't feel the magic power at all, the earth really has no magic power..."

The right hand was lifted up, and the spell-casting rune gesture was drawn smoothly in the void, but the mage's hand, which could be driven at will without even needing a spell-casting gesture, could not be summoned.

After thinking about it, Yang Qiu took out the keel staff.

Holding the magic staff and flicking it lightly, a large translucent hand about half the height of a person, invisible to the naked eye, suddenly appeared in the void.

But... the successfully summoned mage's hand lasted only half a second before it lost its strength and disintegrated.

"The battle before crossing drained all my magic power, and I haven't had time to recover it..." Yang Qiu sighed lightly, "The magic power is running out, and I lost my identity as 'Yang Qiu' on Earth..."

The situation is a bit difficult, but Yang Qiu's expression is not so dignified, and even a little relaxed - so what if he has no identity, survival on earth is much easier than that fucking magical alien world anyway!

Yang Qiu, who has struggled hard for 300 years to barely become a high-level black magician and has a certain ability to protect himself, rushes in when he sees a time-space rift?

In addition to the familiar space-time fluctuations he felt in this sudden crack, the most important reason is that he has been hunted down by those lunatics of the Inquisition for decades!

Even hiding in the Dimensional Demon Realm to try to survive, there is a snake spirit disease following him and chasing him...

Isn't it just that the road saw injustice and killed several cardinals and prophets of the holy land, what a hatred!

"At least on Earth, you don't even have to worry about a lunatic throwing an alchemy bomb into the latrine."

Taking a breath of peaceful air, Yang Qiu took off the too eye-catching black cloak, looked left and right for no one, and put the cloak and the equally conspicuous keel staff into the space ring.

Without the cloak and staff, the beige pixie turtleneck shirt, tonal waistcoat and black magweave trousers wouldn't stand out.Of course, people can't get into the material...

"I was so excited when I came back, and I was in a hurry to go home to see the situation...Yang Ying will definitely not admit that I have become like this now, no matter what, I will find another opportunity in the future. I have survived for so many years, so I am not in a hurry."

Yang Qiu yawned, lay down on the bench in the park, and purred after a while... He was hunted down by the lunatics of the Inquisition before encountering a space-time rift with familiar spatial fluctuations He hasn't closed his eyes properly for a long time.

Sleeping at one breath until it was dark, and the neon lights of street lights and signs inside and outside the park competed for beauty, Yang Qiucai was awakened by the deafening classics of square dancing.

Stretched and sat up, I found that under the bench someone put two large buns in plastic bags and a bottle of mineral water.

"It's great to be able to return to the earth." Yang Qiu sincerely thanked the unknown well-wishers, tore open the plastic bag, and wolfed down the cold buns... Before wearing them back, he was chased by the referee's lunatics and could only go Running deep in the monster forest, how long has it been since I ate normal food!

I don't know if it's because the way he eats the cold buns is too amazing. The two 996 social animals who just got off work glanced at this side and stopped.

The two female social animals looked at each other and saw the sympathy in each other's eyes. One of them with long hair came over silently and put the midnight snack bought near the park square on the bench where Yang Qiu was sitting.

"Is it for me?" Yang Qiu was shocked when he smelled the spicy smell from the packaged supper.

The long-haired girl was taken aback by him, and hurriedly backed away while nodding.

"Thank you, Miss, she is kind-hearted!" Yang Qiu swallowed the last half of the cold bun in one gulp, tearing up the packaging bag with a grim expression.

The short-haired white-collar worker took a step forward and grabbed her companion's wrist, urging in a low voice, "Let's go."

The two left in a hurry.

Walking out of the northwest corner of the park where there were fewer people and it was deserted at night, the two female social animals were relieved.

"You're too impulsive. That guy is a tall man with complete hands and feet. He's a park bum. Maybe he has mental problems. What if he gets agitated and hurts you?" the short-haired girl complained in a low voice.

"I look pitiful... Forget it." The long-haired girl said with a pale face, "Don't say that, if something happened, who would want to be reduced to this point."

"Hey, these days, normal people can move bricks to ensure food and clothing. Who would sleep on the road when they have nothing to do? Look at the news reports about the homeless people. They are either mentally ill and do not remember things, or they are fugitives." Short hair The woman disagreed and said, "If you don't want to bear it, put the food far away and let him take it by himself, it's better than taking the risk of sending it there."

"I know, I know……"

On the other hand, Yang Qiu, who ate Malatang again after a lapse of 300 years, did not let go of a grain of pepper or a little bit of oil, and licked the plastic fast food box clean...

"Earth is better!" Yang Qiu was moved to tears, and put the clean plastic lunch box into the space ring.

Then he realized something was wrong...

"Damn it! On the earth, plastic containers are just white garbage and don't need to be collected. I'm poisonous!"

Muttering with black lines all over his head, Yang Qiu took out the plastic lunch box again.

He's a black mage, he's a mess, the interspatial ring is only ten cubic meters in size, and it's full of odds and ends... Bedding, bedding, changing clothes, and living utensils account for the majority, and the rest are collected incidentally during the escape. There are only a small leather bag left for magic beast materials, broken herbs and so on.

"what?"

When taking out the plastic lunch box, Yang Qiu found a white ball inside the interspatial ring.

How much the poor ghost attaches importance to his wealth, that is, he can clearly remember the leaves of herbs, Yang Qiu is sure that there is absolutely no such thing in his asset list.

Yang Qiu pulled out the white ball in confusion.

An ordinary ball made of stone, the size of a fist, looks a bit rough, but feels smooth to the touch.

"Where did this thing come from... Grass!"

Finding that the ball actually absorbed the little magic power left in his body through the contact surface of his palm, Yang Qiu subconsciously wanted to throw the ball away.

Too bad it's too late...

With a whoosh, Yang Qiu disappeared instantly.

On the park bench, there is only a plastic fast food box that has been licked clean.