From doomsday survival to fast-forward daily life

Tian Yu thought, this might be the so-called gate of Qingyang.

For safety reasons, she checked all her equipment and made all preparations before she mustered up the courage to touch the door.

She felt a cool touch. She hadn't seen a door like this for a long time.

It was painted with bright lacquer, had common square patterns, and even the door handle looked familiar. This should have been a common home door that appeared in modern times, or even one that Tian Yu had known for more than 20 years.

Various speculations went around in her mind, and she always felt that she seemed to have come into contact with Qingyang's secret, and this secret might subvert her cognition.

She pressed down the door handle, and some light from the map that Qingyang left for Tian Yu fell into the keyhole. She opened the door without using a key.

She stood there in a daze, not going in.

Tian Yu believed that she would not be too upset no matter what she experienced, until she saw this extremely familiar scene. Regardless of whether it was an illusion or not, tears began to gradually fill her eyes.

Not long ago, this was the living room she would see every day when she came home.

At that time, Tian Yu had not yet experienced Gu Wenwen's death, nor had she experienced everything that followed. She had no fear or speculation about the door. Every day when she returned home and opened the door, she would see this home.

Tears fell, and she remembered that Yuzu once asked herself, have you ever calculated how long you have been in the copy?

She really hadn't calculated it in detail, she only knew that the results of her experiments told her that after becoming a player, her life stopped at the moment she entered the safe house. She didn't age, nor did she get younger. No matter how much other people's time she experienced in the copy, her body always remained the same, as if stagnant.

Even before entering this copy, she was still calculating the time carefully, wondering how long it would take for her to have the opportunity to actively enter the copy and take another look at the place where she grew up.

All of her fate unfolded before her in an unexpected way. Tian Yu, standing at the door, burst into tears and didn't even dare to move.

Finally, the tears that had been pent up for a long time were finally vented. She raised her hand and wiped her tear-stained face with her sleeve, observing everything in the house from the door.

This living room looks like my own home, but it’s not.

The wall on the right should have been covered with the awards she had won since she was a child, but now it was blank. And on the wooden dining table, there should have been a thick piece of glass, and underneath it was the first puzzle she had put together as a child.

There is also a door leading to the second bedroom, which should have been her room, and on the door should be the sticker she put there when she was a child and never took it off.

In short, this home is basically the same as the home she had in mind, but it is also different in every way.

Taking a deep breath, Tian Yu walked into the door with the gun tightly in his hand.

Nothing unusual happened. She opened every door cautiously and searched every familiar corner.

Finally, her tense body relaxed a little. It seemed that there were no mechanisms or other people here.

Afterwards, she looked at the room that should have belonged to her. It was not a familiar sight, but rather looked like a warehouse filled with all kinds of supplies. The way the supplies were arranged and the things on them were just like the warehouse in her own safe house, except that the area was not that large and the items were not as dazzling.

The kitchen, master bedroom, and bathroom all seemed to have been renovated and stored. Only the living room looked clean and tidy. There was a mattress in the corner.

"Where exactly is this?" Tian Yu became more and more confused.

Finally, she looked at the dining table, on which was placed the only thing that was out of place in this room: a booklet full of the characteristics of this dungeon world.

Pulling out a chair, Tian Yu opened the first page and began to read. The handwriting on it should have been left by Qingyang.

Qingyang was born into an ordinary peasant family. In a sense, he could be considered a genius, but only half one.

He has a strong sense of spiritual power, and even his mental strength far exceeds that of others. However, this body is unable to cultivate due to its congenital defect. After being determined by several sects that recruit disciples that he has no hope of cultivation, he was unwilling to return to his hometown and continue to be an ordinary farmer.

Then, he began his exploration of this world, with the goal of finding a way to practice.

As time went by and he grew older, Qingyang, who was sixteen and doing hard labor to save money for travel, discovered one day that he could actually mobilize weak spiritual power. So after years of experiments, he finally found his own way of cultivation - constantly exercising his body and circulating spiritual power throughout the body.

All cultivators in this world have their own sea of ​​consciousness, but Qingyang's sea of ​​consciousness is his entire body. This is also the origin of Qingyang's Body Refining Technique.

Eighty years ago, Qingyang entered the heavenly realm and became a true master. His life span also began to become long. It was at this time that a young man caught his attention.

This man's name was Tian Lei, and he was just a small executioner in the Law Enforcement Hall. However, strange things happened to him repeatedly. At that time, Qingyang was still one of the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Qingyang first noticed him because although this man had the strength of a peak human realm, there was no trace of any spiritual power flowing through his body.

In short, Qingyang had been paying attention to him until one day, he discovered his secret.

"When talking to the void, there are many coincidences in what you do. I'm afraid you are not completely loyal to the Law Enforcement Hall."

Qingyang killed him. As an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, he could kill an executioner by pinching him like an ant.

It is estimated that Tian Lei at that time could not have imagined that he had been observed by a master for a long time. Just before Qingyang killed Tian Lei, he used his mental power to break the mark left by a ring on the other party's hand.

After Tian Lei's death, Qingyang took out the ring one day when he was free. Unexpectedly, the moment he injected his spiritual consciousness into it, the door appeared in Qingyang's cave.

Things started to get weird after that, and even Qingyang couldn't figure it out.

"There is another elder in the Law Enforcement Hall, his name is Tian Lei. Today I discovered that his behavior has gradually become strange, and it is very similar to the methods of the executioner Tian Lei."

The reason why Qingyang left the Law Enforcement Hall was also because of Tian Lei. The other party behaved more and more like Tian Lei, but seemed to have forgotten everything that happened before. Until the Law Enforcement Hall surrounded and killed the masters of the Heavenly Realm, Tian Lei died.

"I can feel that he is back. A trace of Tian Lei's consciousness remains in the main hall. As his body is broken, he has changed. The way he looks at me is often different from before."

Qingyang decided to find out the truth. After all, at this time, Tian Lei or Tian Lei only had a wisp of consciousness left. His body refining technique attracted the attention of other elders in the hall at this time.

"This must have been done by Tian Lei. I decided to leave the Law Enforcement Hall to find the truth."