This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 2 Submitting Information
Reborn. I don't know why, but I guess I was reborn.

Nie Weiyang rushed to the street and walked around for half an hour. After eliminating countless possibilities, he finally came to this conclusion which was originally the most unlikely.

He was reborn seven days before the end of the world, when humans had not yet been transferred to the new world.

At this point in time, all of humanity has just barely escaped from an epidemic respiratory disease. The fragile immune system, which has been hit countless times, will face its ultimate finishing move when the blood moon arrives in seven days.

A series of smooth tricks brought about by nature, human factors and the game world almost broke the ribs of human civilization.

For the next twenty years, there was even a group of people who firmly believed that humans had been wiped out by aliens and that the existing survivors were pathetic little toys. The evidence was that everyone's bloodline had been shifted and transformed into half alien, so people should immediately submit to the aliens... Of those twenty years, the first fifteen were called the 'Dark Ages'.

After confirming that he was reborn, Nie Weiyang went back home first.

Although there was no one waiting for him at home, and there never would be one again, for someone who had spent twenty years navigating a sea of ​​blood and corpses, the words "home" and "peace" held a compelling allure that transcended all else. And now, a peaceful home lay before him. To resist returning was perhaps simply suffering from a traumatic mental disorder that wasn't severe enough.

Nie Weiyang's mind raced as he found his home, a place he hadn't been to in twenty years. Standing at the entrance to his apartment building, he felt a mix of emotions, but that didn't stop him from walking quickly inside. On the way, he even encountered a neighbor who greeted him in dialect: "Xiao Nie, have you eaten?"

"No, I'm going to eat with my friends later." Nie Weiyang answered with a smile.

His facial features are three-dimensional, strong and quite aggressive, but his expression is gentle enough to be reassuring. The soul of the assassin Nie Weiyang is now placed in the body of 24-year-old college graduate Xiao Nie. Calmness, calmness and steadiness are almost overflowing, making the narrow corridor seem wider.

The woman opposite blinked. She felt as if this boy had changed a lot. The emotionality and withdrawn silence that belonged to youth seemed to have disappeared. His impetuousness had become calm, and his confusion had become ease...

"Look at you," the neighbor lady said with a smile, "have you found a job?"

Nie Weiyang smiled but didn't answer, and the old lady just smiled and watched him walk away.

Not all questions in this world require the parties involved to give an answer. After all, even if they do, the other party may not believe it.

When he returned to his home, Nie Weiyang reviewed his memories of twenty years ago in his mind while smoothly taking out the key from his body and entering the house.

He quickly collected the property in his home and took out everything that could be sold for money. He sold gold, silver, electronic devices and other items in different places for money, and even used the real estate certificate to mortgage the loan.

But apart from a large amount of basic food and water, light and sturdy clothing, outdoor supplies, medical supplies, cheap liquor, and cigarettes that can be used as gold bars among smokers, he did not buy anything for pleasure, nor did he try to build a solid and stable shelter for himself.

He simply bought a bunch of mobile hard drives and solar panels, and started to make mobile backups for the AI ​​deployed locally on his computer, and downloaded a large amount of various technical information including industry and agriculture to the mobile hard drives.

After downloading the information directly related to technological development, he started downloading as much information as he could, and also added some entertainment content in the corners.

In the end times, there will be a time when they will be useful... If there were no such information from before the end of the world to correct some things, people would have to take many detours.

After doing all this, Nie Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief.

After the apocalypse, the game arrived. Survival and life were certainly not difficult for someone like him, but the planet's temperature and ecosystem changed dramatically several times due to its magnetic field. There were extreme heat, extreme cold, auroras on the plains, storms, and biological mutations...

Human players have encountered strong attacks many times, and each time they were aimed at killing humans.

Before Nie Weiyang's rebirth, China, located in Zhongzhou, was plagued by internal and external troubles and was preparing to expand northward, distributing its manpower to the sub-arctic control zone corresponding to the three provinces outside the Great Wall. This was not only due to the rich resources there, but also because the terrain and natural environment there were more suitable for human tactics against the enemy.

After all, this land is perfect for anything, especially in the New World game—but precisely because it's perfect for everything, in times of crisis, all sorts of creatures love to migrate here. The highest record is the discovery of ten highly dangerous species arriving from the south in one day...

Furthermore, the climate and environmental changes caused by the apocalypse were drastic. Eight years after the apocalypse, it even experienced a regional public hazard event of the highest level—a river bursting its banks. Thirteen years later, elephants reappeared in the area, proving that it had transformed into the subtropical climate of Yuzhou on Earth before the 10th century AD. Elephants… the last time these things were recorded in the Yuzhou historical records was when Cao Cao's son hailed one by boat and bestowed upon it the title of prodigy…

And the river burst its banks...

Recalling those days when he was beaten so hard by the replica of the mother river that he couldn't even crawl, Nie Weiyang felt suffocated.

Should we say that Dajiang at least left everyone a way to survive and didn't start a mopping-up operation with Daha?
In short, during the Dark Ages, humans, ravaged by natural disasters and man-made calamities, were barely able to maintain network servers for less than two years in total. It was not until the last five years that humans finally began to establish relatively stable local area networks, but too much knowledge and cultural information had been lost.

This is a terrible loss. Human beings are almost forgetting where they came from, let alone building a more solid and long-lasting collective identity through the education system and cultural resonance.

Since Nie Weiyang had the privilege of living again, he had to consider this point, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get over it. Although he was just an ordinary person now, and could only store public information on the internet, even this information would be invaluable for the future.

"At least... we must remember that the star that nurtured us is called the Sun. We are human beings, and those alien characteristics do not belong to us."

In the middle of the night, Nie Weiyang put the last hard drive that had stored all the information into his backpack.

By reading a lot of advanced professional knowledge that he was unfamiliar with, he was sure that he was truly reborn.

So……

Nie Weiyang rushed out of the residential area quickly. A light flashed in his eyes. He used his mental power to control a motorcycle on the side of the road, which belonged to someone unknown, to automatically unlock it, and then he jumped over and climbed onto it.

With a roar that tore through the darkness, the motorcycle passed through the deserted streets with lights on. The gentle light of the street lamps followed Nie Weiyang. Such a high degree of resource redundancy made his chest feel heavy.

In seven days... no, six days, everything will fall into the abyss.

At the beginning of his previous life, he and several friends formed a survival team. In order to fill the professional positions needed by the team and to avoid competing for resources with other people in the team, he gave up all the professions that the system judged to be suitable for him and chose to be an assassin hidden in the dark.

But the assassin can do nothing except chase, kill and walk.

He could not be a shield for the crowd, could not treat the wounded, he could only be a knife, a razor, a lancet, trying to perform surgery on that terminally ill era, but he could only watch as good people died and the evil was passed down for thousands of years, and he himself died alone on the battlefield.

And this time...

He would never let that happen again!
Nie Weiyang drifted and stopped at the gate of the garrison barracks in the small town.

Facing the guard's cold and vigilant gaze that said, "Fuck, you're so bold to drive a car in front of the military camp gate," he got out of the car, raised his hands, and calmly walked towards the guard.

"Hello, I need to see your boss about something." Nie Weiyang said.

A light flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power of the soul of a high-level professional drove the gun in the guard's hand, and it hit the top of the guard booth with a "snap".

"No time for nonsense, comrade," he said. As the guards looked at him in shock, he glanced sideways at the surveillance camera. "Please notify your commander. Thank you."

Yes……

In the early days of the apocalypse, when powerful professionals and mutant monsters are not yet running around, what could be more powerful than the army and the government in the face of a large-scale crisis that requires emergency mobilization and reasonable control of the crowd to deal with the harm?
(End of this chapter)