King from scratch

The boundless yellow sand extends to the end of the field of vision, endless.

Intermittent loud noises came from a distance, like the howling of a gust of wind, or the roaring of a ferocious beast, still shaking the heavens and the earth even though they were far away.

Although it is a desert terrain, the temperature here is not high.

This may have something to do with the... those things in the sky.

The reason why he uses those things to describe them is because He Xingwen cannot use accurate words to describe them.

The red color between solid and liquid flows slowly in the sky, and another piece of silvery white light faces it as if it has substance.

Between them, there are scattered luminous bodies of different shapes, such as round stars and crescent-like stars.

A sudden wind blew up on the calm sandy ground, and there was the sound of wood creaking.

He Xingwen looked at the small wooden house in front of him. When the wind blew slightly, the entire wooden structure shook accordingly. It was really a dilapidated house.

"A scene beyond imagination."

A mechanical voice without emotional ups and downs sounded in He Xingwen's mind: "Why are you not excited at all?"

This is a good question.

He Xingwen looked around the barren, empty and uninhabited desert, and sincerely asked the unknown creature who claimed to be the "wish-making system".

"Why do you think I'm not excited?"

"Sorry, I'm currently in a low-intelligence state." The other party answered his question sternly: "But according to the answer provided by the database, maybe it's because you feel that everything in front of you is different from what you imagined?"

He Xingwen stretched out his hand—almost forgot, he was floating in the desert in the shape of a ball of light, and he didn't have a hand as an organ.

The ball of light floating in the air flickered for a while, then calmed down again.

He Xingwen feels that the fact that he can still communicate with the other party calmly is already a miracle in itself.

"My wish is to play holographic games..." He looked around the desert, and asked the other party, "What does this have to do with holographic games?"

The system's answer was impeccable: "Insufficient energy, the game has not been loaded. This is the initial screen before the game starts."

He Xingwen glanced at the endless desert and the crumbling cabin.

Even the worst games know how to entice players with an alluring look on their packaging.

He Xingwen is still not sure whether the holographic game provided by the so-called system is an epoch-making holographic game beyond imagination, or a bait from the devil.

But if it's the latter, then the demon may need to study advertising.

No normal person would be tempted after witnessing this barren and absurd scene.

But since He Xingwen is not a normal person, this dialogue can continue.

He Xingwen's eyes lingered on the desolate scenery. The desert was like the sea, undulating and flowing, every grain of sand and gravel was clearly discernible, and even the smallest details could not find the slightest falsehood.

Real enough to go beyond people's definition of a game.

"How to get the energy to load the game?"

The system's reply was rigid and without ups and downs: "If you explain it in a way that humans can understand, it comes from the degree of attention."

An unexpected answer.

He Xingwen looked at the crumbling cabin. It was close at hand, but so far away.

As the system said before, the game has not been loaded yet, and as a bystander, he has not been given permission to interact with the existence here.

Some kind of existence isolated him from the world incomparably, as if he was really just watching the introduction screen of a holographic game.

"Follow?" He Xingwen was thinking about it, and the words he said were a little bit puzzled: "You want me to be a star?" Just to load a holographic game?

Either the former or the latter sounds equally outrageous.

The system denies this: "I don't think you'd enjoy being a star."

Very caring, He Xingwen thought, and even consider my personal preferences—a caring that is completely different from the rigidity of the system.

"The definition of this attention is the sight and attention that people put on you. In other words, it is the public's awareness of you." The system explained in a straightforward way: "Based on the current level of technology, this recognition The composition of knowledge takes many forms..."

The system paused for a few seconds, and gave the answer directly: "I think, for the sake of safety and convenience, it is a better choice to shift the focus of attention from you to the game."

The current performance of the system is a bit like a little devil who is not proficient in business, and he is unfamiliar with using bait to lure his prey. Because he is so unfamiliar, the prey can easily detect the purpose.

"I understand why you don't trust me..."

The system paused again for a few seconds: "Since we haven't signed a contract yet, you have the right to refuse me."

He Xingwen's eyes wandered in this world, and he said casually: "Whether it suddenly appeared in my mind, or claimed to be a 'wishes come true system', it is incredible."

Of course, the most incredible thing was the scene in front of me.

A "holographic game" that is very close to the real world.

System: "Have you seen Doraemon?"

He Xingwen: "So you were sent by my great-great-great-grandson to change my life?"

System: "Yes."

He Xingwen: "I hope you can answer me honestly."

The system quickly changed its words: "No."

He Xingwen looked away, and his eyes fell on the small and dilapidated cabin behind him.

"I have a hunch," he said. "If I take this step, I might change the world."

Human beings are always elusive, the system glanced at its own database: "I thought you would like these."

In fact, He Xingwen's reaction exceeded his expectations - this should not have happened.

If someone knows how these predictions of the system are constructed-and that involves a lot of scientific theories, it will be clear that exceeding the predictions of the system itself means that there is a problem.

Here it is again, that subtle sense of intimacy, as if they are in the same position.

He Xingwen: "Indeed..." He drawled a long voice and said slowly: "But fickleness is the nature of human beings."

He changed the topic: "So, the so-called 'transfer the focus on the individual to the game' specifically refers to..."

System: "Combining the earth's technology and social trends, I think becoming an up master is the best choice."

He Xingwen was silent for two seconds, and gave a dry evaluation: "You really understand human beings very well."

"So, you mean, in order to officially load the game, I should first become an up master..."

"To be precise, it is to become a game zone up master." The system corrected.

"Let me guess, the up master of this game area..." He Xingwen said slowly: "Maybe the uploaded game video is related to this holographic game?"

"This is the fastest way to gain popularity." System: "A game beyond imagination, which will arouse people's feedback beyond imagination."

"A game beyond imagination?" He Xingwen turned his head and looked at the crumbling cabin behind him. .

Something was wrong. To be precise, everything was very wrong since the system met He Xingwen.

If the system is still in a complete state, it may be able to get the answers to all questions, but as he said before, he is currently in a state of low intelligence, and many functions are restricted.

He Xingwen withdrew his gaze and moved the topic to the next step: "We can go back and talk."

The light cluster slowly disappeared, and the cabin regained its calm.

The existence of the loud noise farther away was finally able to approach this desert without the restriction.

The strong wind swept up the yellow sand, covering the sky and the sun, and behind the almost substantial shadow of the storm floated a barely visible phantom.

It was like the scene before the end, no existence could survive this kind of natural disaster.

Shadows swept over everything, coming at speed from afar.

Sometimes, destruction comes so suddenly—and here, it's everywhere.

The shadow whizzed past, and where it passed, the sky was turned upside down, everything annihilated into yellow sand, rustling down.

Fortunately, the place is deserted enough to avoid a devastating disaster.

Or maybe the reason why this place is so barren is because it has already destroyed everything.

The shadow continued to move forward without a pause, and the yellow sand slowly fell to the ground, revealing the small wooden house that had been swept by the storm. It stood in the yellow sand without any change.

The extremely real scene disappeared from He Xingwen's eyes, and a slight shaking was felt. In an instant, the senses of touch, hearing, and perception were restored together, and the reality was fed back to He Xingwen.

"What do you think?" The system's voice sounded again.

He Xingwen stretched his fingers, and his slender fingers fluctuated under the light and shadow: "It's very interesting."

The system consulted the database, and there was a pile of logical contradictions and error reports—analysis of He Xingwen's behavior.

He Xingwen stopped stretching his fingers and turned on the computer screen: "I'm very interested in this holographic game."

"But what type of game is it?"

"RPG? Cards? Simulation..." After He Xingwen reported a series of game categories, he continued to ask: "Online games? Stand-alone?"

"It depends on you." The system said flatly: "Your thoughts determine the final direction of all this."

He Xingwen leaned on the chair, tilted his head slightly, and simply came to a conclusion: "Then we have reached a consensus."

The chair turned with his movements.

"Let's sign the contract." He said, "Let me see what this holographic game looks like."

This was originally expected by the system, and He Xingwen's reaction to it.

Excitement, anticipation and no haze.

He Xingwen didn't get any feedback from the system, so he waited patiently for a moment before speaking again: "Are you hesitating?"

He Xingwen is not sure about his guess: "Is this a two-way choice?"

Not only is he choosing whether to sign a contract with the system, but the system is also choosing whether to sign a contract with him?

"No, of course not." The system quickly denied this, saying: "I'm just browsing my database, there are a lot of error reports accumulated there."

The system added: "Your behavior does not conform to the error report caused by my interpretation."

He Xingwen: "Most people would not say this kind of thing in front of the person involved."

"As you can see, I am now in a low-intelligence state." The system's words mean more directly: as you can see, I am now mentally retarded.

He Xingwen thought for a few seconds, not sure whether to tell his little secret or not.

But there is one thing, the system's judgment is indeed correct - he is too young, a boy who grew up in the sun, even if there are some unknown little secrets, he is still a boy.

He simply couldn't understand what the future would look like with every choice he made now.

He Xingwen simply ended his thinking, and his voice was extremely soft when he spoke: "I have foreseen the future."

The system's database immediately gave a judgment: impossible.

"As a pure primate creature, under the current conditions of the earth, you cannot have any superpowers." The system said with a straight face: "It is even more impossible to predict the future."

Predicting the future involves time and space, and time and space are the ultimate of all mysteries. Even if superpowers exist, they are the rarest of superpowers.

"But the truth is, I can." He Xingwen never told anyone this secret, and the reason why he chose to tell the system was because...

"I've seen you appear before."

"I saw……"

He Xingwen stared at his hands, his voice was barely audible: "A powerful empire. Countless creatures coexist in the empire, huge and incredible machines are running day and night, and my face is carved on the towering statue..."

That is enough to make a small individual tremble and even bend his knees.

A powerful and unfallen empire stands at one end of the continent, overlooking the world.

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