Infrastructure Throne

On the outskirts of Yuanliu City, Mujia Village.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the leaky wooden window, illuminating the corner of the wooden table in the house.

As usual, Shen Qingze walked in at a leisurely pace, pushed the door open, and the wooden door creaked shut behind him, barely filtering out some of the autumn morning chill.

There is an old smell of rotten wood all the year round in the room, a table and chair with a missing corner, a cupboard patched together with wood from the corner, and a low stove in the corner, and there is almost nothing else.

He glanced at the empty stove and the half-bunch of bacon hanging on the wall. He lifted the heavy lid of the rice jar casually, and stuck a finger in. The thin layer of rice grains could only be buried up to the first knuckle of his index finger.

Shen Qingze frowned speechlessly, the world was unpredictable, he never thought that he, the chief game architect of Huanya Entertainment, would be reduced to a day when there was nothing left to cook.

And it's still in the game world he personally constructed.

Shen Qingze, male, 28 years old, works for Uniasia Entertainment - a young but ambitious game company.

In order to create the world's first holographic virtual online game "Dawn Century", which is known as "a real world in a different dimension", from funds to talents, from project approval to development, three years of preparations have been made.

Unexpectedly, he died before he finished his job, and not long after the game was officially put into research and development, Shen Qingze died suddenly in his office from overwork due to crazy overtime work, and the research and development project had to come to a standstill due to the ensuing negative news.

When Shen Qingze miraculously woke up again from the long darkness, he was already in the world in "The Age of Dawn".

Even though he has lived in this small village on the foreign continent for a full month, whenever he thinks about all the things he did during his lifetime, he still feels unimaginable.

The past cannot be traced back, and life must be lived.

After washing his hands, Shen Qingze tilted the rice vat, scooped up half of the bowl with a pottery bowl, and evened out some of it carefully, washed it clean, cut a small piece of bacon from half a string, and cooked it with rice bran and wheat bran up.

A meal of pig food in the previous life can be regarded as a hearty breakfast in the present.

The misty cooking smoke drifted out of the window accompanied by the smell of rice, and someone limped into the house following the smell.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Shen Qingze didn't look back, directly took two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the bamboo basket, filled them with bland bran wheat bacon porridge, and brought them to the small wooden table with missing corners.

There was already a thin old man sitting at the table, dressed in burlap clothes.Speaking of old, he is only in his fifties or sixties, but his head is full of gorgeous hair. At first glance, he seems to be over seventy years old.

The old man grabbed the bamboo chopsticks with his skinny hands, fiddled with the meatless bran, wheat and rice porridge in front of him, slowly frowned, and picked out the bacon cut into strips bit by bit, with a displeased face: "It's all the same You've said it several times, I'm old and my teeth are bad, so I can't chew this bacon."

So all the shredded pork that was disgusted were picked into Shen Qingze's porridge bowl.

Shen Qingze raised her eyebrows: "I've chopped it up as much as possible and boiled it to pieces."

The old man didn't even look at him, let out an impatient cold snort from his nose, picked up the bowl and raised his head to eat three or two bites clean, stroked his hot stomach, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

The old man put on a cane and stood up slowly, walked out of the house, and did not forget to tell: "I'm going to the shop. Don't forget to clean up after eating. There is not enough firewood at home. Go and chop some back. Remember to visit the old hen in the yard." Did you lay any eggs? Young people with long hands and long legs should go out and do more work..."

Father Li is the only blacksmith in the village. He relies on an iron shop for his livelihood. He lost his wife in his early years and left only one son. However, he was conscripted to defend the city a month ago. He fought against the invading orcs and was killed by a leopard orc. With one claw, he ripped open his belly and died in battle on the tower.

Hearing the bad news, Mr. Li staggered and dragged a small cart to collect his son's body. Unexpectedly, he also brought back a large living person.

This living person is naturally Shen Qingze.

Father Li's hut was completely empty, without his relatives, it was even more deserted, and Shen Qingze had just arrived, and his eyes were dimmed to this strange world. The old and the young lived together in the dilapidated small village on the outskirts of Yuanliu City, It's been a month now.

Shen Qingze picked up the bowls and chopsticks neatly, and followed the old man's instructions, chopping firewood, feeding the chickens, and carrying water. After finishing all the work, he had time to check his system panel.

He said silently in his heart, called out the main interface, and a huge reminder immediately appeared on the retina.

[System prompt: You have a 30-day login spree, please check it]

Big gift bag?

Shen Qingze's eyes lit up slightly, and before he had time to be happy, a few lines from the items list extinguished his fantasy:

Ten silver coins, the general currency of the Dawn Continent, a short fine iron dagger, three bottles of common healing potions, and nothing more.

Shen Qingze stared at the three items in his hands silently with a wooden face, almost laughing angrily.

What a "big" gift bag!

The right is better than nothing, he put his things away, and checked the system panel again, the same as when he just crossed here a month ago, the civilization skill tree and the system store are still in a gray state that has not been unlocked, as for the krypton gold system... Of course it is nonexistent.

His eyes moved to the background world view column without giving up, and there was only a very brief explanation: Since the rise of the orcs, the Dawn Continent is no longer a paradise for humans...

Click on the main storyline button, and the copy is not even a perfunctory statement: the game is under development, please explore by yourself!

Shen Qingze closed his eyes, rubbed his throbbing forehead, yes, he almost forgot that this system in the early stage of research and development has been aborted with his own death, and will never be updated again.

He wondered, if there really is a multiverse in the world, is the game world he is in now an illusion or reality?

And the faint sense of emptiness in his belly reminded him all the time that everything here was actually happening.

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Accompanied by a sudden "bang lang", the voices of barking dogs and people arguing and cursing came from far and near, interrupting Shen Qingze's soul torture.

He walked outside the house with a sullen face, his gaze shifted from the smashed fence gate to several ferocious men holding sticks, and finally landed on the back of Old Li who was yelling at him alone while waving his cane, his brows frowned even tighter.

In the barren courtyard, the big white dog that guards the house is barking at the outsiders, and several village women with yellow and emaciated faces hesitate to go forward.

Several burly men who came came, one on the left and the other on the right held the dilapidated fence gate, and the leading man pushed and shoved Old Li, cursing incessantly:

"You poor man, you can't even pay for the coffin, and you still want to bury your short-lived ghost son?"

Someone immediately echoed behind the strong man: "That's right, pay back the money quickly! Otherwise, your son's grave will be dug! Don't blame us for not talking about it first!"

"You evil ghosts who eat people and don't spit out their bones!" Father Li bowed his body, panting like a cow, his face was ashen, and he shouted loudly, "I have returned the money to you a long time ago! The only little I have left, I'll give it all to you! What else do you want!"

The strong man slowly shook out a piece of paper from his pocket, confident: "You are only paying back the principal, and interest? We calculate interest on a daily basis, and you have been dragging it for a full month now! Written in black and white Make it clear, you still owe us 20 silver coins, if you can’t pay them back, the blacksmith shop you mortgaged is ours!"

On that piece of rough hemp paper, a large paragraph was densely written, which is the common language of the Shuguang Continent, and the phonetic and meaning characters are similar in form to Chinese characters. It took Shen Qingze a month, but he could barely do daily communication.

I don't know which ghost developer insisted on adding exclusive text settings into the game, making him half illiterate now.

Father Li stared at the bright red handprint on the paper, his face turned from blue to purple, and trembled with anger: "You! You obviously didn't say that at the time! The coffin was only 5 silver coins, and you bullied me for being illiterate... Deliberately lying Me! I don’t recognize it! I want to sue Yuanliu City! Find the city lord to make the decision for me!”

Abyss City Lord?The strong man looked at each other for a while, and laughed loudly: "Who do you think you are? What is the status of the city lord? I met you as a dilapidated blacksmith? Besides, what if I ask you to sue? Our contract is clearly written, and you The fingerprint you pressed is obviously your scoundrel, and you will not pay back the debt!"

"Anyway, if you don't pay back the money, we will return your blacksmith shop to us." Eisha's subordinates squeezed their fists, stretched out their hands and grabbed at Old Li——

"Zheng"——

There was a crisp sound of metal passing by quickly, and the jaws of his hands were numb from the blow, and the contract was released from his hand, floating leisurely on the ground.

The strength attached to the round metal was still not exhausted, it rolled and fell, and was inserted heavily into the mud, it turned out to be a brand new silver coin.

Several people raised their heads in astonishment, and at some point behind Father Li, a tall and thin young man appeared, with black hair and black eyes, and skin as white as the sun that had not been seen for many years. I have never seen it on the nobles here.

It's hard to imagine that such a powerful blow was made by the thin young man in front of him.

Shen Qingze supported Father Li's back that was almost falling over with one hand, and looked at the other side with calm and indifferent eyes.

The strong man who was collecting debts frowned, and his subordinates came up to him and whispered: "Boss Jin, this guy doesn't look like a local, he looks like he has a lot of background... Isn't there no one in Old Man Li's house?"

The strong man named Jin Da spat: "You still need to say? I have eyes!"

He cautiously took half a step back, his eyes sizing up Shen Qingze wantonly: "You...Who are you? We are looking for old man Li to collect debts, so don't meddle in other people's business. "

"Ten silver coins. It's enough with the principal and interest." Shen Qingze casually threw out an exquisite money bag, and smashed it at the opponent's feet, and the silver coins made a crisp sound of jingling bells.

He pointed to the paper on the ground: "Leave the IOU, you guys go."

Old man Li trembling with chapped lips, tugged on the young man's sleeves and wanted to say something, but Jin Da went ahead and yelled: "Then there are still ten silver coins?"

Shen Qingze said coldly: "You cheated first, the contract is not valid."

Several evil spirits were furious: "If you say you don't recognize it, you don't recognize it. What are you? Why?"

Shen Qingze stared at him for a while, and during the silence, Jin Da's hair stood on end from the stare, but the young man turned around and went back to the hut, when he was young, he came out with a huge hatchet in one hand.

Shen Qingze didn't say a word, just picked up the knife and chopped it off!

"Kang"——

The moment he raised the knife and dropped it, the machete slashed gold and stone with a clang, and the blade was embedded in the stone table beside him, and he pulled it out vigorously, leaving a long and thin knife mark, and the fine stone powder scattered all over the ground .

That aura made everyone's eyelids twitch in shock, and their backs felt faintly chilled.

"Leave things and leave." Shen Qingze repeated concisely, with a deep and slow voice, "This is for your own good."

Debt collector: "..."