Plane Small Bookstore [System]

Yu Qishi came out of the base building, subconsciously looked up at the sky, but only saw a piece of blue without mechanism, compared with the sky of the reincarnation copy, it was extremely dull and stiff, as if someone painted the color with inferior paint.

In the past five years in the main god's space, he has become accustomed to such a sky.This sky and this small town are nothing more than existences constructed by the Lord God using cold data.

They remind him time and time again that no matter how realistic it is, this is a virtual world that is completely opposite to the real world.

He merged into the surging crowd and walked towards the martial arts arena.In the past, the martial arts field was used by various reincarnation squads to compete, and now it is chosen by the main god as the location for this challenge.

Yu Qishi was forcibly teleported back by the Lord God.Because the reincarnation space will hold a challenge, all reincarnations must participate in it.He waited for three days, and after hundreds of people had died, it was finally his turn today.

In fact, even if the main god didn't ask for compulsion, Yu Qishi would voluntarily participate.

He has struggled in the reincarnation world for five years, but he has only accumulated 20 points, which is far from enough to return to the real world with [-] points.

It was a miracle that he could survive here for five years, and he didn't know how many more five years he could last.In fact, he doubted more and more whether he would be able to save enough 20 points in the end to return to the real world.

Therefore, even if he knew that the Lord God's test was dangerous, even if he knew that it would lead to a narrow escape, he still had to try it.

Because... Mom is still waiting for her.

He is an only child, and he knows how miserable it is for families who lost their only child.Especially after losing his father, he is the only support for his mother.

He couldn't die, and he didn't dare to die.

Mom, my dearest mom, please bless me.

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Eden.Eric wiped the blade of the scimitar carefully with a knife cloth, the sharp blade was cold and cold, reflecting his vicissitudes of purple eyes.

He suddenly thought of the violets grown in the garden at home. Every spring, this noble color swayed and bloomed in the wind.Their faintly floral fragrance is a favorite of wives and children.At this time of year, the family of four would sit in the garden and enjoy breakfast with the scent of flowers.

Later, he walked in the grotesques of countless worlds, passed through many gardens, and saw countless flowers, but he never saw the pure and noble purple like the violets at home.

Lately, he's been reminiscing more and more about the past, which isn't a good sign.He sighed, closed the scabbard, and stroked the complicated patterns on the scabbard lightly with his fingers, his eyes gradually became firm, and he had already made up his mind.

He hung the knife at his waist, then took an old woolen coat off the hanger and put it on.This coat was hand-woven by his wife Emma for him. Although he has been carefully preserving it over the years, it is inevitably worn out under the ravages of time.

He hasn't worn this coat since he came to the Lord God Dimension.Now he had a hunch it was time to put on the coat.

He is 64 years old, and it is a gift from God to live to this day, and he shouldn't ask for more.

He walked out the door, facing the cool morning breeze, showing a gentle smile as if he was about to cry.

Emma, ​​my soul will go to you...

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Thelma pushed open the door, just in time to see Zhu Xia silently looking down at her toes.He was carrying a backpack, his body was trembling undetectably, the fingers pinching the shoulder straps turned white, and the veins on the back of his hands were faintly visible.

Her heart suddenly felt a throbbing pain.

She squatted down, and this position happened to be able to see the boy's expression.Those eyes as clear as black grapes were now filled with mist of panic and fear, and the boy stubbornly clenched his lower lip, not making a sound.

She immediately hugged the boy tightly, patted his back lightly, and whispered in his ear over and over again: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sister will protect you, don't be afraid..."

The boy buried himself in front of her neck, muffled, and whispered, "I don't care, sister leave me alone..." He grabbed Selma's arm vigorously, raised his head, and pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to show a bright smile. Smile, "My sister is different from me. There are people waiting for you at my sister's house, so my sister must go back alive!"

Selma made a face, and tapped his forehead lightly: "Nonsense, aren't your parents waiting for you too? How worried they are when you say that! Don't worry, your sister and I are very strong, It is more than enough to protect you as a child."

Zhu Xia lowered his eyes, and the smile on his mouth gradually disappeared: "I lied to you, no one is waiting for me." He looked strangely indifferent: "I am a bastard whose father is unknown. No one expects me to be alive, and no one will remember me even if I die."

Thelma opened her eyes wide, staring blankly at the expressionless boy, his eyes were lifeless, looking like a well-crafted doll without the slightest popularity.

He has built a transparent film that is isolated from the world, which protects him from malice and attacks from the outside world, and at the same time refuses to accept the warmth and care of the outside world.

Thelma opened her eyes wide, trying not to let the sour tears flow out.

He's just a kid...

She hugged the boy even harder and told him: "I remember, so I will be sad. They don't love you, I will love you. From now on, you will be my son. When we return to the real world, I will formally adopt him." You, we will live together from now on."

Zhu Xia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dark eyes like a pool of death slowly overflowed with ripples, "Living together...?"

"Yes! Live together!" Selma nodded fiercely, and replied firmly: "Mr. Le Jing promised us that he would rescue us, we have to trust him! We will be able to leave this ghostly place soon! "

Zhu Xia blinked, and that day resurfaced in her mind.

The young man with soft brows and a firm voice that didn't match his expression said, "In three days, I will give you the best birthday present—freedom."

Today is his ninth birthday.

Should he believe him?Can he trust him?

Zhu Xia felt the warm heartbeat of the woman who was hugging him, and felt warm and peaceful in her heart as if she was sleeping in her mother's belly.

He slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and a small dimple appeared on his cheek, "Yes." He rubbed against the woman's neck infinitely, "I believe in you."

He didn't know whether Le Jing was a trustworthy adult.

But he believed in Selma.Selma believes in Le Jing, so he will also believe in Le Jing.

He believed that Le Jing would rescue them, and he believed that they would usher in a new life.

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Lu Baisha had a rare dream.

In the dream, there are blue sky, bright sunshine, and beautiful white doves.Sitting on a chair at the corner of the street, she watched the carefree children laughing and frolicking across the street, smiling tenderly and contentedly.

Until she woke up, she was still immersed in the peace and warmth of the dream, unable to recover.

Since she killed the first person, her dreams have always been accompanied by blood and killing. It has been a long, long time since she had such a peaceful and warm dream.Every day she spent doing nothing in the real world was wasted, but now she was so eager for the tomorrow that she once thought she would never see again.

She checked the time, and it was already 07:30, and there was still one and a half hours until today's challenge was about to start.

She believes that it won't be long before everything will be back on track.These poor souls of them must be able to return to the real world.

All this is a gift from [His].

She clasped her hands in front of her chest, knelt on the ground and made a morning prayer to [Him] sincerely: "May your will be done on the earth as it is in the sky, and this terrible land will eventually become the kingdom of God... ..."

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Wu Long woke up from his deep sleep and found that it was already 08:30 in the morning.Today's challenge is about to start in half an hour.

He sat on a throne made of gold and gemstones and covered with red velvet—this was a quest item handed over to him by a reincarnation, and it was said to belong to a certain royal family, but now this was his throne.

He waved his hand, and countless projection screens immediately appeared in front of him, each of which was aimed at a challenge platform. After half an hour, he would see the live broadcast from the scene.

Thinking of yesterday's fierce fight, Wu Long couldn't help showing a trace of contempt in the smile.

It's just a mere chance to return to the real world, and these people are like wild dogs that smell of meat, and they are ugly.What a pathetic mediocrity.

Why don't they understand that the Lord God space he created is the salvation of this world, they are his chosen ones, and they will gain endless power and wealth here, which is much better than being a weak and incompetent mortal.

If people in the world are short-sighted and greedy for comfort, the more such trash die, the better.Their sadness and despair were accepted by him with a blunt smile.

"System, how many people died yesterday?"

Immediately, a cold and unmechanized machine voice sounded in his mind: [The death toll, 456 people. 】

Wu Long frowned, a little dissatisfied, he didn't expect so few people to die yesterday, it seems that the progress will be accelerated today.

He thought for a while, and happily set the goal of death for today—"800 people." He crossed his legs and propped his chin: "Just let 800 people die today."

His goal is to keep the number of people in the main god space within 500.If there are too many reincarnators, it will be a bit difficult to control the system, and the energy consumption is too fast, so he chose to use the challenge method to carry out a big cleansing.

[Yes, the task will start in 28 minutes. 】

Wu Long grinned, revealing an excited smile.Since the system said so, he knew it would do it, and it never let him down.

He has seen the power of this career planning system from an alien planet countless times in these years.

Thinking of this, Wu Long felt for the [-]st time that he was wise in choosing a career.

He chose "Lord God" as his career in a flash of inspiration, and only then did he have what he is today.

This is a routine in novels.

He is indeed the chosen one.

If this world is a book, he is a well-deserved protagonist!

The author has something to say:

Wu Long: If this world is a book, he is a well-deserved protagonist!

Happy View: Huh :-)

I don’t know if anyone still remembers Le Ling’s identity as 233333

Leling is also a career planning system (see Chapter 1 if you forgot)

It's just that because of the different occupations chosen by the host, the functions of the system development will also be different.

And what kind of power the system will exert depends on how the bound host will use them.