The only player on earth

Chapter 1 01. The Game of Life
Anyone who knows Henry Zhang knows that Henry Zhang is an out-and-out otaku.

The kind that never goes out.

I hide at home every day, either playing games online, reading novels, comics, or catching up on anime on my phone.Even when eating, all orders are takeout.

Such a life, in the eyes of others, is simply meaningless.

But in Henry Zhang’s own opinion, this is life.

In order not to go out, Henry Zhang also specifically found a job that could be done at home to support himself.

……writing a novel.

After a month, the manuscript fee of 6000 yuan is enough for him to support himself.

Of course, sometimes Henry Zhang would think about it, what would it look like if he changed his way of life?
Go to work outside, find a comfortable job, work hard every day, burn yourself, gain satisfaction, and then have a group of reliable friends, make a good girlfriend, and become the cash in the eyes of others?
Every time he thinks of this, Henry Zhang will feel shuddering.

That kind of life is too unsuitable for me.

Or is the current life suitable for you?

I am a nerd, and no one can change it. Maybe I will change in my next life, but definitely not in this life.

However, just today, Henry Zhang discovered a strange thing.

It started when he just woke up this morning. At eight o’clock in the morning, after the alarm clock rang, Henry Zhang opened his eyes, got out of bed, went into the bathroom and washed his face.

The remaining drowsiness was swept away, and after drying his face with a towel, Henry Zhang opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that there seemed to be something in the lower right corner of his right eye.

If you look closely, it's an icon.The icon is the smiling face of a cartoon character.

Huh?Henry Zhang was still a little strange at the time, when did the sink have this thing, but Henry Zhang quickly saw clearly that the smiling face of the cartoon character was not stuck on the sink, but suspended above the sink.

For a while, Henry Zhang couldn’t help being horrified.What the hell is this?
Henry Zhang couldn't help but took a few steps back, and found that the icon also moved forward a few steps, turned his head, and the icon also rotated. At this time, a burst of enlightenment appeared in Henry Zhang's mind.This cartoon character smiley face icon is in the lower right corner of my field of vision.

If it moves by itself, when the horizon moves, it will move.

At this time, Henry Zhang couldn't help hesitating, what exactly is this thing, why is it suspended in the lower right corner of his vision, or in other words, it left by itself after a while.

Yet an hour passed, two hours passed, several hours passed.

This cartoon character smiley face icon has been floating quietly in the lower right corner of Henry Zhang's field of vision, neither leaving nor changing in any way.

This morning, Henry Zhang was very uncomfortable.

When reading a book, he can't help but glance once or twice, and when reading comics, he can't help but glance at it, and various conjectures can't help appearing in his mind. As a result, in the morning, a book I didn't read the book, and I didn't read a comic.

No, I can't go on like this.

Ordered takeaway, and after lunch, Henry Zhang packed up the garbage and threw it into the trash can, sat down on the sofa, looked at the floating icon in the lower right corner, and raised his hand and clicked cruelly.

hum!
In the next second, the icon turned into stardust flying all over the sky, forming a progress bar, and a few small characters were written under the progress bar... The game is loading.

game?

After working on it for a long time, this thing turned out to be a game icon?
Henry Zhang was a little surprised, what happened to this supernatural thing, and who made this game.

Gods, or demons?
A few seconds later, the progress bar was read, and it turned into stardust again, forming a palm-sized lion man.

That's right, a lion man, a man with a lion's head. He has a body with golden proportions like Apollo, but above his neck is a lion's head.

The lion man wore a butler uniform, and said to Henry Zhang: "Welcome to the game developed by the thirteenth-level civilization of the universe, the Star Core Game Group, and I am your novice guide!"

Level [-] civilization, star core game group, novice guide?
I shouldn’t be dreaming, Henry Zhang had this idea in his mind, and he heard the lion man say: “Of course I’m not dreaming, all this is real.”

Really?

There is really a thirteenth-level civilization in the universe, and this civilization also developed a game, which fell into his own hands?But what kind of civilization is this thirteenth-level civilization in the universe, and how advanced is it?
If there is a point of reference...

"By the way, what level of civilization is the earth?" Henry Zhang asked, taking the civilization of the earth as a reference.

"Level zero." The lion man said: "Civilizations that have not entered interstellar flight are all called zero-level civilizations."

"So, the thirteenth-level civilization should be super powerful."

But Henry Zhang quickly realized, why, why did the game developed by such a powerful civilization fall into his own hands.

"Random, that's all." The lion man responded.

Henry Zhang snorted and muttered: "I didn't expect that my luck was pretty good."

But what attracts Henry Zhang even more is the game. What does a game developed by a thirteenth-level civilization in the universe look like? This is a game developed by a cosmic civilization that surpasses the thirteenth-level universe.

It should be quite interesting.

As an otaku, Henry Zhang was still very interested in games, and he asked, "What kind of game is this?"

The lion man said: "It's a very interesting game, called the Hundred Flavors of Life."

"The name is quite philosophical." Henry Zhang couldn't help but muttered, and then asked: "Then how to play this game."

The lion man said: "It's very simple. I will issue a task, and you will complete the task, so that you can experience all the flavors of life in the task."

"Sounds simple."

"That's right, it's that simple." The lion man said affirmatively.

Henry Zhang asked curiously: "What tasks are there?"

"The difficulty of tasks is different, from easy to difficult, divided into several levels, namely daily tasks, ordinary tasks, difficult tasks, and the highest level of desperate tasks,"

“Desperate mission, sounds very powerful.” Henry Zhang said.

"There is no doubt that it is very powerful." The lion man nodded and added, "Beyond your imagination."

Henry Zhang asked again: “What are the daily tasks?”

The lion man explained: "Some things that happen every day can enrich your life experience. It is the simplest task and there is no danger. Do you want to try it?"

Henry Zhang hesitated, but curiosity still prevailed, “Let me try it.”

The lion man's expression changed, a smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice: "The mission is announced."

[Level: Daily Task]

[Content: In the garden of the community where you live, there is a crying child, please make her smile]

What, you want to go out?
Henry Zhang was reluctant. He even ordered takeaway for meals, and he had a natural resistance to going out. Although he would not die because of this, he still found it very troublesome.

So Henry Zhang is the kind of person who never goes out unless necessary.

Now that he was suddenly told to go out, Henry Zhang suddenly had an idea of ​​not wanting to do this task.

It's too troublesome, I'd better read novels at home.

And it’s still the task of coaxing children. To be honest, Henry Zhang didn’t want to do it at all.

It's too troublesome for a bear kid or something.

The lion man said: "Once the task is released, it cannot be revoked. If you do not complete the task, you will be punished."

“Is there any punishment?” Henry Zhang was taken aback.

The lion man said calmly: "Isn't it like this in all games? There are rewards for completing tasks, and punishments for failing tasks."

This sentence makes sense.

Henry Zhang couldn’t help but smiled wryly, of course he knew this as he had played countless games, just now he was just resisting going out so subconsciously ignored this point.

He looked up and looked out the window. It is now September, and the autumn is crisp. Even in the afternoon, the weather is neither cold nor hot, and it is suitable to go out. After changing his clothes and shoes, Henry Zhang left his home.

Going downstairs and entering the garden of the community, Henry Zhang looked at the familiar environment around him, and couldn't help being in a trance.

It seems that I haven't walked out of the gate for a long time.

It's been about two weeks.

At this moment, a burst of crying came, and Henry Zhang turned around and saw a little girl about seven or eight years old, wearing beautiful children's clothes, squatting on the ground at the entrance of the community, crying.

The crying child must be this child.

Henry Zhang walked over, squatted down, and asked softly: "What's the matter, why are you crying? If children cry a lot, they won't become beautiful."

Such a terrible comforting technique.

The little girl looked up at Henry Zhang, and said choked up: "Mom...Mom...the little purse I gave me is gone."

"It turns out that the purse is gone, don't cry, don't cry, how about brother helping you find the purse?" Henry Zhang touched the little girl's hair and comforted him.

The little girl raised her head and looked at Su Yang tearfully, "Big Brother, can you help me find my purse?"

"That's right, big brother will help you find it. What color is the purse, can you tell big brother?"

"Purple," said the little girl.

Henry Zhang nodded, looked at the garden, this place is not too small, and asked again: “Where did you lose your purse?”

The little girl shook her head, big tears rolled down her eyes, and said childishly: "I don't know, when I was looking for it, the purse was already gone."

Henry Zhang guessed that the little girl had no memory and might have accidentally lost her purse while playing.The range won't be too big, it should be in this garden.

So he went around the garden, carefully searched every corner, and finally found a purple purse in a bush.

The purse is probably purely handmade, with two people, one large and one small, embroidered on it with needlework.

The older one should be the mother, and the younger one is the crying little girl.

(End of this chapter)