A messy world, go to hell!

In the 22nd century, the world pattern has become more and more complicated. Although the technology at that time has entered a new stage, the friction between countries and the polarization between the rich and the poor have become more and more serious. Standing on the sky Looking down at the feet, it is like watching a giant beast in a gorgeous coat ruthlessly devouring this precarious and dying world. This is probably the cycle of replacement of the old and the new, and only the broken can be reborn.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, in the No. 4 slum in District E, a relatively good two-story building stood in the northeast corner.In the simple room, Qin Yun once again put on the pitch-black helmet, and used his mental power to start his final creation.Today's film and television novels are divided into real and virtual. The real ones are basically for the rich. In contrast, the virtual platforms are cheaper. You only need a professional creative helmet, and you can clearly imagine through the brain. The ground is imaged in the helmet, and after being recorded, confirmed, reviewed and uploaded, a work can be published.It's easy to say, but to make a complete, clear and smooth work, you must have a high level of mental strength, so almost all virtual studios will have at least four people to divide the image and then integrate it, otherwise it will be done The quality of the works is either too poor, or the creator's mental strength is overdrawn, and death is the worst case.It's simply impossible for other people like Qin Yun.

Every time he creates, Qin Yun suffers from the danger of mental exhaustion. In the past two years, his body has plummeted. The 1.8-meter tall man with a weight of nearly 190 catties has become as thin as if he could be pierced by the wind.For many days and nights, Qin Yun gritted his teeth and persisted, and he had to do so. If he wanted to survive, he had to have a lot of money to pay for medical expenses. creative idea.But he firmly believes that his work will shock the world in one fell swoop after it comes out. Everything in the work is not without trace, and he wants to prove that Xiuzhen really exists!The Qin family used to be a family of cultivators, but after thousands of generations, there were fewer and fewer talents to make, and later they were not even qualified to start, leaving behind the code of secret books passed down from generation to generation, which was washed away by the years. forgotten in history.It is also because of this that this kind of theme is rare among many works, and he believes that this time it will be a success!

The machines of the demolition team continued to "boom" and ruthlessly crushed the homes in the slums.Foreman Liu sat on the ruins, smoking a cigarette and squinting at the two-story building in front of him. It was so conspicuous in the chaos, and it made people feel even more destroyed. If it wasn't for the boss not letting him move, he would be the first to take it Surgery!The sun was fading west and finally hidden in the thick dark clouds. The foreman looked at the sky, fearing that there would be another storm. He patted the ashes on his pants and was about to call it a day. The earthquake shook, the earth's crust broke in the blink of an eye, and countless cracks spread rapidly. At the same time, countless flints flew from the sky. Accompanied by a loud noise and screams from the crowd, Foreman Liu reacted with a pale face. He shouted in horror: "Meteorite! Meteorite! Meteor—ah——!" He fell into the underground abyss before he finished speaking, and there was no possibility of survival.The entire No. 4 slum turned into a place of purgatory in a blink of an eye, and Qin Yun, who was immersed in creation, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. Before he could take off his helmet, his body suddenly fell rapidly, and the helmet was smashed into pieces At that moment, he watched helplessly as a sharp red crystal fell from above, just inserted into his chest—his heart!Qin Yun's mind went blank, and before he had time to accept what had happened, he could only close his eyes forever and die.

The moment the red crystal penetrated the body, it was like finding a rare treasure, and quickly turned into a piece of red light to wrap the body tightly. The moment it landed, it was already a cocoon-like red crystal. It became Qin Yun's resting place and was quietly buried in this isolated underground, completing its final transformation.

Opening his eyes, Qin Yun stared blankly at the stone wall above his head, his brain was a little unable to turn around, he... what's wrong?Closing his eyes, memories flooded in like tides, falling down... spar... He sat up abruptly, stroked his chest and panted heavily, the feeling of being pierced still stimulated his nerves, and even now he still feels the pain in his heart In a dull pain.Subconsciously wanting to pull open his clothes to check, he suddenly realized - this body is completely wrong!

Long hair... layers and layers of strange clothing... smooth and delicate skin... he desperately wants to know who he is now?Just as he was thinking like this, a suspended light mirror suddenly appeared in front of him, reflecting his panicked appearance.Qin Yun suddenly realized that he was still him, just not like him before.

With light steps, Qin Yun turned around in the cave. His body was unprecedentedly comfortable, and there was a powerful force hidden in it, which made him feel like a strong man overlooking all living beings, turning his hands like clouds and rain... That's how he feels now.He flipped through the scattered books, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he opened many more——The Sword Art of Ten Thousand Lights... Lingyun Dufei... Kongshan Muyu... Familiar or unfamiliar names shocked his heart, all of which Appeared in his works!He glanced at the utensils scattered everywhere one by one, and saw that they were all exactly the same as those in his works!Could it be?Could it be that he has transmigrated to "The Legend of Cultivating the True Gods"?

As if to correct what he thought, Qin Yun rushed out of the cave, the scene and the vitality outside were not what he had in the original world, and the sweetness in the air could not have appeared on that battered earth!This is actually true? !He is reborn!At the beginning, it was just an inconceivable exclamation, but in the end it was an uncontrollable laugh.All the living things in a radius of a hundred miles trembled in unison, why is this usually cold ancestor going crazy today? !Could it be that he has lost his temper? !

Qin Yun laughed so hard that tears came out. Not only was he reborn, but he was still in the realm of self-cultivation. What made him most happy was that he could finally practice!This is his greatest luck!Looking at the rare treasures in the room, he slowly calmed down. In this life, he does not want a king to look down on the world, but only a sincere heart to pursue his own way of cultivation!