It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Xiao Huai bought a speaker in the system mall.

He needed to make noise.

After the loudspeaker was turned on, a loud hawking voice suddenly rang out on the originally silent ice field:

"Two eggs for three yuan! So cheap! Big sale! I have the best deal in every village!"

Then, a hurried voice came out again:

"A bowl of authentic beef noodles for just five yuan is a steal! Don't miss it if you're passing by!"

Xiao Huai's brows twitched slightly.

But he did not waste time. He closed his eyes and listened carefully to the echo of the hawking sounds on the ice. The subtle vibrations reflected from the sounds gave him a hint of the direction.

The changes in sound beneath the ice field were clearly discernible, and the reflection of the sound helped him find the hiding place.

Xiao Huai quickly opened his eyes, threw the loudspeaker on the ground, and then synchronized the location coordinates to his companions.

Even after he left, the horn continued to sound.

The sound was shaking, and the funny slogans formed a wonderful contrast with the cold and dangerous environment, making the originally tense atmosphere seem a little funny and absurd.

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Xiao Huai knew that his entry into this copy might not be accidental.

That's what the zombie said to him before he entered the game.

"This is an abandoned place."

A place abandoned by God, a place abandoned by the Savior.

But even such a place has its own special features.

It also has its only end.

Its ending is not just destruction, but perhaps also rebirth.

Xiao Huai kept running on the ice field until he came to an area that was completely different from other places.

It's all white here, like an unfinished canvas, so blank that it makes people feel an endless sense of nothingness.

There was a strange "hissing" sound all around. It was not the sound of ordinary wind, but the sound of electric current fluctuations.

It seems as if the whole world is being changed and manipulated bit by bit through these electric currents.

Thriller game, player.

Each player who participates in the game has a system that is unique to them.

He knew that this was the voice of the system that controlled the world, the invisible yet omnipresent force that was weaving this illusory yet real world.

Here is the root of everything, the core of the game.

From the moment he entered the game, he had special qualifications.

Game reviewers, the so-called review, can provide the most direct feedback to the system.

Why doesn't he go in and take a look at this area?

At this moment, there was a vibration in the distance. The ancient evil gods stopped their actions and all looked in the direction of Xiao Huai.

They were originally killing mercilessly, but now, they seemed to have sensed some kind of call and were drawn here.

Similarly, Xiao Huai's companions also rushed over urgently.

Xiao Huai closed his eyes, and invisible power surged out.

He gave them all the divine power stored in the Innocent One buff.

hold onto.

He didn't even let Mo Yu accompany him. He took a step forward without hesitation and stepped into the snow-white land.

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Here, it is an extreme white.

Stepping on the white void, countless images began to emerge around him, floating in the air, playing various scenes.

Those images are the past of this world, the history of the Blue Planet's normal operation.

The image shows the city of the past, with bustling crowds of people laughing and chatting on the streets, a prosperous scene.

Going further back, there were wars and turmoil. The world was changing and civilization was advancing, but ultimately it was human beings themselves who wrote their own history.

And then came the end of the world. The originally peaceful blue planet was torn apart by forces that did not belong to it, and the world began to slide towards the direction of mutation.

Xiao Huai continued to move forward, the images kept changing, and the memories of the world unfolded before him.

As he moved forward, he suddenly saw a scene that made him pause.

It was a familiar game room, Loki's game room in the world where gods gathered for dinner.

Loki on the screen was sitting at a round table, looking at himself across from him with a smile on his face.

Xiao Huai held his breath and watched the game intently. It was a strategic duel, a contest between Loki and him.

At that time, he was immersed in the game and did not notice the other people around him, nor did he realize the story behind it.

Yet in this image, he saw details he had never noticed before.

In Loki's game room, a figure that he had ignored appeared.

It’s Lu Yuanshi.

He stood not far away, looking at Xiao Huai quietly and intently.

In this projection, Lu Yuanshi was not wearing the red evil ghost mask, but appeared in his true appearance.

Xiao Huai noticed that Lu Yuanshi was surrounded by golden starlight, flashing with soft light.

These starlights floated silently, not only surrounding Lu Yuanshi, but also slowly drifting towards Xiao Huai, as if escorting him.

Could it be... that Lu Yuanshi had already been secretly protecting him at that time?

No... not only at that time, maybe even earlier, Lu Yuanshi had been guarding him by his side.

The scene on the screen made Xiao Huai fall into deep thought.

When did their destinies begin to intersect?

When did their destinies begin to become closely intertwined and become each other's protectors?

The image continued to play, and Xiao Huai on the screen finally won the game.

Loki was furious, murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, Lu Yuanshi in the picture gently raised his hand, and a wisp of blue air shot out from his fingertips and penetrated into the world of the game. The blue air was like an invisible force, triggering changes in the game system.

When Xiao Huai saw that breath, his pupils dilated slightly.

It is Lu Yuanshi's spiritual consciousness, the power of the gods.

The advent of God was inherently inconsistent with the order of the world, and Lu Yuanshi's power directly intervened in the operation of this world...

Xiao Huai suddenly understood that this was the beginning of the game, the moment when fate was rewritten.

Perhaps from that time on, this game is no longer simple, the rules of the world are broken, and the future becomes unpredictable.

The image suddenly switched to another scene.

The Tree of Life stands tall, and its light shines on the surrounding earth.

Like a dream, the sky is dotted with fireflies, embellishing this bright world.

However, beside the tree trunk illuminated by the dim light, Lu Yuanshi leaned there quietly, as if the light of this world had nothing to do with him.

The wind blew, gently ruffling his white hair. His long silver hair floated slowly, reflecting a little luster, making him look particularly beautiful.

But in this beauty, there is a sense of sadness.

His black eyes were drooping, his gaze was empty, his black pupils were like an endless abyss, and his gaze was looking somewhere far away, as if he was looking for something, but found nothing.

There was an indelible sense of loneliness in his eyes.

It seemed as if he was the only one forgotten by the world, abandoned by the light, and alone in the darkness.