The Fairy in Fast Time

The fireworks outside the window were brilliant for a moment, and the sound of firecrackers crackled, reflecting the fire and silver flowers in the community.

Tonight is New Year's Eve.

But in the clean and tidy house, a man with silver-rimmed glasses was scratching the biology paper of his junior high school student, while looking at the game commentary on station B.

Suddenly, he stopped writing, picked up the paper and looked at it carefully. There was a question written like this:

A certain cell is infected by HIV virus, then the cell (would rather die than surrender).

Wen Han: ...

He dared to swear by the strands of his hair that the word "yes" was definitely missing after the word "cell" in this question.

Well, this junior's answer is very strong.

"Whoa! Look at my ultimate version of Lara Croft! Hey, it fell..."

From the computer, the voice of UP's cute and cute voice came, so when Wen Han raised his head, he saw the greasy senior sister flying down the cliff without hesitation in a posture of holding the moon for nine days on the screen.

This is very miserable.

"Om - hum -"

The phone vibrated at this moment, Wen Han picked it up and took a look, and found that it was his junior's guardian.

"Hello."

"Hello, happy new year."

A man's deep and magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone, which made Wen Han feel goosebumps all over his body.

This voice is too Su.

"...well, happy new year."

"Have you received the New Year's gift?" The man chuckled twice, with a hint of sexiness.

"Huh? What... why did you give me a gift..." Wen Han muttered, not knowing why.

"It should be here soon." Without Wen Han answering, the man called again softly: "Mr. Wen."

"Ok?"

"J'aien viederester avectoi, toutelavie, derester avectoi, toutelavie, toutelavie, toutelavie."

The man's voice was deep and lingering, like a song of sea monsters tempting humans to sink into darkness in a dark night voyage.

"See you soon."

After speaking, the man hung up the phone.

Wen Han was suddenly speechless while holding the phone, although he could hear the French pronunciation, but my mother didn't understand the meaning of French at all, okay!

See you soon?hell...

Throwing away his phone, Wen Han planned to continue watching the video to correct the papers, but he suddenly discovered an extremely horrifying thing.

——Hey, why did my hand go through the keyboard?

Wen Han subconsciously stood up, and then he realized...

He floated up.

[Hello host, I am "Creation System" 110. It has been detected that your physical fitness, soul fluctuation, gentle appearance, and demonic heart meet the binding conditions, and the "Creation System" has been successfully activated. 】

——The voice as sweet as a pornographic female anchor suddenly sounded in my mind.

But at this moment, Wen Han, whose body is translucent, raises the corners of his lips in a daze, staring at the "corpse" lying in front of the computer desk, with a trembling voice: "...Damn... This is really a sight... What the hell..."

Wen Han reached out and tried to touch his computer lady, but it turned out to be nothing.

"What the hell is going on here." Wen Han whispered, he felt that the ideology and politics he had learned from junior high school to high school were all for nothing, especially the part about materialism, which could be described as an epic slap in the face.

[As you can see, you are now dead. 】

Wen Han remained silent expressionlessly. For a long time, he took a deep breath and tried to maintain his calmness as much as possible. As the saying goes, he is happy not to be happy with things or to be sad with himself, but to worry about the world's happiness first and the world's happiness later. Pooh--

"How did I die?"

[It was because I was too excited to watch the horror game commentary and died suddenly, dear. 】

"Fart! I just called that man just now, what a sudden! What an excitement! And this game is an adventure commentary, not a horror commentary!"

【Well, it's not important, the important thing is that you are dead. 】

Wen Han stared at his translucent hands, his liver ached from anger.

And even if I die, as a descendant of Nuwa/descendant of the dragon/successor of communism/a delicate flower blooming on the land of the great motherland, how could I die so hastily!

"...You mentioned the opportunity for activation before, right? So what is this opportunity?"

[Trigger keyword: Laura Ultimate Edition Wangwang Broken Ice. 】

Wen Han: ...

——Is there any delay in co-authoring?Trigger after I finish calling?

——Oh, save 110, I want to call the police.

【Dear host, I'm here. 】

The room was silent, only the sound of firecrackers exploding outside the window, and then there were beautiful fireworks blooming in the dark sky, and the afterglow diffused into the dimly lit room, imprinting the outlines of all the furniture.

——My friend, have you ever felt your soul go out of your body?

After half an hour.

Wen Han silently stood next to his "corpse" and fell into deep thought, his mood transitioned from the collapse at the beginning to the complicated difficulty now.

Later, with a heavy expression, he recounted his life experience in the past 23 years.

He has been an orphan since he was a child, and the reason why he was abandoned is still unknown, but occasionally, Wen Han will be extremely devilishly thinking that maybe the reason for being abandoned is because he is too handsome.

People who grew up in an orphanage were naturally precocious, so Wen Han was very sensible since he was a child, and often helped the director's aunt do some simple things to earn pocket money.

Born as a red seedling living in the great heaven of the 21st century, he has been studying very hard, fully implementing the core values ​​of Er Shi Si Si Zi, so he was admitted to a key local university as an adult.

Then, Wen Han spent a long time scraping together money to rent a two-bedroom house and moved out of the orphanage. For the auntie dean who raised him, Wen Han has always been very grateful to her, even if he moved out. I also often bring some fruit or something to the orphanage to see the elderly.

He majored in computer science at university, and is currently in his senior year. Because he is proficient at writing programs and rarely makes mistakes, he has been admitted in advance by a company with good conditions, so the living expenses come from here.

Usually, I just chat with my good friends from college, hang out on Bilibili on the Internet, check Weibo, slang C and so on...

By the way, I will also work part-time as a biology tutor for a senior high school student.

Life is peaceful and throwing an atomic bomb down is probably not going to cause any waves.

So to sum up, it can be said that there were no ups and downs in Wen Han's life.

Then the problem is coming.

Wen Han took two steps in the small apartment where he had been staying for five years, rubbed his chin with his hand, and wondered if it was true that everything in the world started from quantitative changes, which now contributed to this moment. A qualitative change in the dick?

God, I choose death.

【Dear host, you have died. 】

--you shut up.

Wen Han replied irritably, and then asked, "Can I still be alive?"

[As long as you earn enough points in each world, you can have a chance to exchange life. 】

"How much do I need to earn?"

[Well, 99999999999999999999 million points. 】

Wen Han felt that he seemed a bit stupid talking to himself, but when he heard the points, he just wanted to die in place and show the system.

There are 20 nines in total.

At this moment, Wen Han suddenly thought of an emoji——

Brother Tao told us to live with a smile.

Then, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly, with indifference in his eyes.

[Don't worry, when you earn enough points in each world, the time in this world is still, and the background main line and branch line of each world will not make you feel bored, you just need to indulge your heart and play to your heart's content, we Your score for each world will be judged based on your performance and the plot you have shown. ^_^】

——It’s so casual... Then it’s okay if you mess up the world?

【Of course, it's all up to you. 】

Miss System's voice is as gentle as a spring breeze in March.

——Do you dare not read my heart?

[The mind-reading function has been turned off, well, dear host, the first world "Angel of Massacre" has been turned on, I wish you a happy game. 】

Then, Wen Han felt his body lighten up and his eyes darken.

But for some reason, this made Wen Han want to use the powerful DDV from 95 to smear the system.

But Wen Han completely forgot about the New Year's gift that the man said on the phone at this time.

——The one with a sense of disobedience, New Year's gift and...

--See you soon.