Although the character has been selected, what should I do if I don't enter the play?

Time passed by, and when Su Yunqing opened his eyes again, he returned to the pure white room.

The memory gradually came back, and he remembered the days when he was the head of the Su family, the long and rich years in Beicheng, and the Yaoyao who loved to warm the bed.

Su Yunqing couldn't help but raised his hand, pinched the center of his brows lightly to wake himself up a little, and then raised his eyes to look at the big black screen in front of him.

As always, four characters.

"mission failed"

Su Yunqing was really surprised this time, he frowned slightly, puzzled.

He has already become a role model among parasites, isn't it considered a success? !

What is the criterion for judging it? Doesn't it mean literally...

After a while, on the black screen, the four large characters that seemed to be dripping blood gradually disappeared, and three lines of familiar text appeared:

"Loading into another world..."

"Loading character settings..."

"Surprise unpacking..."

Su Yunqing tried his best to bear it, but still felt unwilling.

He tried to communicate and justify, "Why is this not a success, especially in the second half of my life, after clearing away the threatening obstacles in the North City and pulling out the internal hidden dangers of the Su family, I have nothing to do every day, and I have become a pure eater." gone."

Ask the name of the parasite, who else?

However, the large black screen was indifferent and did not respond.

After 1 minute, three new lines of characters were displayed on it.

"Other World 4 is loaded."

"The loading of the rebels is complete."

"All memories about to be erased (surprises preserved)."

"Orphan life, no parents (surprise reserved)."

"The appearance is not amazing, but the voice is not beautiful (reserve surprises)."

"Mediocre talent (new surprise added)"

The last line "Mediocre talent (new surprise added)" is different from the previous lines.

A short surprise description is displayed word by word, and the rhythm of the text appears as if there is a strong percussion, and I can't wait to add sound effects.

What's going on, could it be that the black screen responded to his previous doubts in this way?

Su Yunqing couldn't help but frowned slightly, guessing that his talent would hinder the task.

He was silent for a moment, deciding on past failures... just let them go, things like talent are difficult to control, but now that there is a so-called "surprise", next time it won't happen again.

Su Yunqing took advantage of the little time he still had to stay awake to think about the latest character design.

Rebels, which are different from the previous requirements, have more distinctive features.

He couldn't help but think to himself, maybe this is because the black screen has seen him fail too many times, so it lowered the difficulty?

No matter what, with such a simple character design, it will never fail to deviate again.

Early thirtieth century.

A super-dimensional game is sweeping the world, no matter men, women, old or young, strong or weak, disabled or sick, they can connect to the central intellectual brain through their unique spiritual network, and thus enter the "New World"

Just like the holographic technology that people once imagined, in "New World", everyone has a healthy body and a clear mind. They can learn martial arts and magic, make various scrolls and potions, tame mounts, and dig treasures.

In the game, there is no division of professions. Everyone can develop in different aspects according to their own preferences. The adaptability is very large and there are almost no limitations.

Except that there is no face pinching system, and only the original face of each person can be scanned and recorded, and then fine-tuned, this can be said to be a top online game across the century.

The immersive experience alone is enough to make people linger.

As soon as "New World" was launched, it was promoted to all over the world at an unbelievably low price in just one year.

Almost all people with basic material conditions are willing to buy a spiritual connection cabin that is too cheap to believe, lie in it relaxing, go to that vast and magical world, and experience extraordinary life time after time.

All of a sudden, entertainment players, professional players, gold-making groups, studios... have poured into it one after another, and "New World" has become a second economic dimension besides the real world.

However, no one expected that when the number of online users in "New World" reached its peak, the central brain seemed to lose control and suddenly changed the core server.

At this time, all the players who logged into "New World" felt a roar in their heads, and their bodies instantly became heavier.

Immediately, the "logout" option was lost on their game panel.

After a period of chaos, the central intellectual brain released a new game update agreement through the spiritual network: life is only once, death is logout.

It directly revised the treaty without anyone's consent, and added that after logging out this time, it will be directly canceled and will not be allowed to enter this world again.

And there is also a thoughtful reminder: the actual bodies of all people have been sent over, and repairs have been carried out for disabilities, illnesses, etc. I hope you will continue to work hard and strive to survive.

All of a sudden, all online players were stunned.

It was obviously just a remote connection to play a game, but suddenly it became a battle in person... And after death, it is not known whether it will be sent back alive or dead.

Although it is a very fortunate thing that the body has been effectively repaired and various functions have been greatly improved, but most people still want to be able to return to reality rather than wandering in another world. middle.

Of course, it would be even better if he could bring this strengthened body back when he went back.

However, even though the central intellectual brain has repeatedly emphasized that it will not harm anyone's life, players still dare not try it with their own bodies.

After everyone was panicked and confused for a while, in the end most of them chose to survive in the "New World" and plan slowly in the future.

Only a small number of people thought it was a joke played by the central mind, and simply logged out by themselves and disappeared from sight.

It's a pity that the outside world can't give any feedback here, and we don't know what the results of those people are.

Two years later.

Godfrey, known as the city of peace.

"An Qiluo, wait for me." Tim picked up the hem of his clothes and ran all the way, barely keeping up with the pace of a handsome boy in front of him.

After he approached, he panted first, and couldn't help but look at the long, smooth red hair.

The dazzling color like a flame makes people reluctant to look away.

"Why do you look at me like this?" The young man smiled shyly, "Is there something dirty on my head?"

Tim blushed, waved his hands again and again to cover up, and said, "No, I just want to see what's unique about being the first freshman to score so much higher than me in the force test."

It's really incredible that such a frail young man has such a powerful force inside his body.

An Qi

Luo cheerfully patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't underestimate yourself. After entering the academy, let's work hard together. Maybe next year, you will surpass me."

Tim lowered his head in embarrassment, "I will definitely work hard, but your grades are really good. Even the seniors who enrolled before, many of them must not be your opponent."

Angelo smiled politely, "Don't say that, as we all know, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Holy Spirit Academy, I just won the first place among the freshmen, and I was lucky enough to set the record, what's the point?"

Tim shook his head stubbornly, "I'm not talking nonsense. Facts are facts. There is no conflict between acknowledging your extraordinaryness and admiring your seniors."

The two walked towards the registration point talking and laughing all the way. They had just met and were the same age, so there were many topics to talk about.

On the way, An Qiluo saw a group of people walking towards him in front of him. The one in the middle was surrounded by people around him, and his aura was quite extraordinary.

Tim pulled the friend he had just met to both sides of the road, and whispered in a voice full of admiration, "That is His Royal Highness, the chief magician of the third grade."

Angelo looked at the extremely handsome prince, feeling a little lost.

In this game, there are such outstanding local aborigines? !

No wonder he hasn't seen it before, the main reason is that even when you can log in and log out normally, the upgrade in the game is also very difficult.

Because every move of the characters in "New World" seems to be in a real world, subject to constraints from all sides.

For example, people who can't swim will really drown if they fall into the water, instead of being able to float up by moving casually.

For example, if you have never practiced a knife, you can also use a knife to kill monsters. Others gain experience points for each knife, and you will lose blood if you stab the wrong knife.

Although the character itself will have skill points as the level increases, but the basic skills before that need to be explored and explored by themselves.

So some time ago, most people's level was not high, and they could only upgrade or play outside the map. Many central areas in "New World" were not open to low-level players.

Later, during the two years that they could not log out, some players were ruthlessly eliminated.

And those who survived will work hard to level up in order to survive. This has led to more and more players gradually upgrading to high-level and coming into contact with the big cities in "New World".

Among these remaining players, there are three types of presidents.

One is to hide your identity, pretend to be a native of the game, mix into the city, and live in a low-key manner.

As for what the future pursuit is and where the way out is, it varies from person to person.

The second is to create a player guild, and use the identity of the chosen one to roam various battlefields.

These players are well-known in many kingdoms, but because they have no experience at the beginning, the casualty rate is also high. Over time, the number has dropped sharply, and they have been scattered into large and small mercenary groups.

The third is to become a lone ranger. On weekdays, mining and digging medicines, exchanging materials, searching for treasures and refreshing dungeons in spare time, it is said that the ultimate goal of these people is to dig out the truth of the loss of control of the central brain and find a way so that everyone can live smoothly return.

After entering the "New World", An Qiluo's first choice was to take the direction of increasing combat power.

He likes the feeling of being soft on the outside, but violent, which makes people shocked. Compared with those magicians who spend money and time, it is obviously easier to survive with one effort.

To be able to enter the Holy Spirit Academy this time, An Qiluo also spent a lot of effort to figure out the way and successfully get rid of his competitors.

It has to be said that some natives are really powerful.

He heard that outstanding graduates can even enter the royal family. That is simply a step up to the sky. Isn't it much better than working submissively to make a living in the real world?

After taking a few glances at the eldest prince, Angelo retreated to the side of the road like Tim, and stood there quietly.

It's just that unlike Tim's curious look, he lowered his head obediently, with a silent and low-key look.

"Your Highness, tomorrow is the entrance ceremony for new students. Why do you suddenly want to attend?" Auston is one of the eldest prince's playmates since he was a child, and he is also the chief soldier in the third grade. "When the last entrance ceremony was held, I didn't see much interest in you. Could it be that this year there are people who have taken a fancy to it?"

While greeting the students on the road familiarly, the eldest prince Ashburn replied helplessly, "Originally, the father and the dean have already agreed to preside over this ceremony, but there are urgent state affairs that need to be dealt with temporarily. He told me to come and attend instead."

Walking aside, Fix, who is also the eldest prince's confidant, thought more about it, "Recently, His Majesty has been ill. As the eldest son, he should share his father's worries, but it is quite tempting to directly host the opening ceremony like this." People are looking at you, those who secretly oppose you may make small moves, so you have to be more careful."

Ashburn patted him on the shoulder and said with a slight smile, "Isn't that just right? Standing on the stage, you can see the whole situation at a glance. If you doze off below, I can see it clearly."

Fix looked at him, then smiled, "You are right, this is indeed a good opportunity."

The three of them walked along the path in the college, and accidentally saw Angelo and Tim.

Those two seemed to be submissive, and they didn't continue to move forward, just avoiding the side of the road and standing there stupidly.

"The new face, I haven't seen it before, it should be a freshman." Alston whispered.

New students in the first grade, especially those who have been admitted all the way from the commoner class, will be a little nervous when they see people from the royal family.

It's not surprising to be able to recognize who the eldest prince is, just his face... Oston felt that most people would not easily forget it after seeing it.

But fortunately, Ashburn is easy-going and approachable, and he doesn't mind others staring at him.

When the three of them walked over, Ashburn noticed that the red-haired boy raised his head inadvertently, and after meeting his gaze, he lowered his head in a little panic, his small face seemed to be shy And a little reddish.

Ashburn: "..."

He walked over without saying anything, and Auston didn't even notice it. Only Fix secretly looked back at the red-haired boy with a sneer on his lips.

After a while, Tim looked at the Eldest Prince's back with fondness, and said longingly, "My dream is to stand beside His Highness the Eldest Prince one day and fight side by side with him."

An Qiluo adjusted his backpack casually, looking gentle and calm, and said, "Look at what you said, he is the eldest prince, and he usually doesn't need to go to war."

"No, His Royal Highness has a brilliant record!" Tim said seriously, "And even in the palace, you will definitely encounter many obstacles and difficulties."

The current His Majesty has three biological princes, and one adopted younger brother who has been named a Duke. These people who stand at the pinnacle of power are also sources of gossip that are familiar to the common people.

Tim lowered his voice and said, "His Royal Highness is not in a good situation now. The queen died early, and the current successor is the biological mother of the second prince, so..."

Angelo nodded clearly. He was busy trying to squeeze into the Holy Spirit Academy before, but he didn't expect to collect such information.

Fortunately, I met such a good friend. He put his arm around the other person and said with a smile, "Talk to me more, don't worry, I

Definitely won't tell anyone that you said it! "

Tim was stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to tell it. He said, "Although these news are discussed in private, in Godfrey, as long as you don't maliciously spread rumors, you won't be arrested."

An Qiluo couldn't help but smiled awkwardly when he heard this, "I just want to make you feel at ease, I don't really think that if something happens in the future, I will inform you."

Tim nodded and continued, "The third prince is too young, so the main thing is to watch the competition between the grown-up eldest prince and the second prince."

Angelo silently recorded the information in his mind, and he asked casually, "Then what about the duke you mentioned, that is His Majesty's brother-in-law, he also has the right to inherit?"

Tim said, "If...the other princes are gone, then he does have the right to inherit."

An Qiluo couldn't help but gasped, and said, "It seems that the eldest prince should be wary of him the most. If the second prince wins, he will at most beat the dog in the water. The duke wants to win, but he has to win." Take their lives first!"

Tim frowned and said, "It's not necessarily true. Sometimes, if you commit a felony, you will be deprived of your inheritance..."

After watching the eldest prince and others leave, the two went to report to the freshman registration office.

After sorting out everything and successfully moving into the assigned college dormitory, An Qiluo took a bath in a comfortable mood, lay on the bed, looked at the charming night outside the window, and secretly looked forward to tomorrow's arrival.

I heard that the eldest prince is going to attend the freshmen's opening ceremony?

As the number one freshman, I must be a talent who should be cultivated and worthy of being recruited by the royal family.

It's really a good opportunity to make the other party interested and take the initiative to make friends, isn't it?

At the same time, in the darkness of night, the corridors in the palace seemed longer and farther away.

The floor-to-ceiling glass next to it allows the moonlight to penetrate layer by layer and sprinkle on the ground, drawing a soft and beautiful color.

Just after participating in a formal dinner to welcome foreign guests, Auston stretched his waist and yawned, "Why do we still talk about state affairs at the dinner? I really can't stand the nagging of those ministers, even once in a while. ...It's still more difficult for Your Highness, you have to experience it every two days."

Fix looked solemnly, "It is one of the responsibilities of members of the royal family to handle state affairs well anytime and anywhere, and with the recent frequent border wars, foreign guests must not come here for tourism, and His Majesty is devastated by this every day...you Fortunately, the dignified chief soldier is still complaining about it."

Auston shrugged his shoulders and said, "If I can go to the battlefield, I will definitely leave without saying a word, just draw my sword and leave, unlike now, I just feel countless bees buzzing in my mind, can you imagine the feeling ?"

Fix rubbed his eyebrows, and said helplessly, "You have to protect the eldest prince, what kind of battlefield are you going to, and you were rescued by His Highness when you went to the battlefield before."

Auston thought of the dark history of failing to protect the royal family, but letting others protect him, so he couldn't help restraining his frivolous demeanor, and said seriously, "There will be no next time such a thing happens."

Ashbourne, who was walking between the two, couldn't help but smiled, and joked, "Then thank you both in advance, and with talented people like you around, I should be able to be the shopkeeper."

"His Royal Highness..."

"Hahaha, no problem, leave it to me!"

Oston smiled, and suddenly the smile froze on his face. The next second, he involuntarily tensed his arms, almost entering a posture of preparation for battle.

Fix also saw someone not far away, he also lowered his brows and gathered his energy.

At the other end of the corridor, a person walked slowly, followed by a whole row of maids and guards.

The only one who likes to put on such a big posture just by walking in the palace is the Duke of Uriah, who was conferred by His Majesty himself.

Ashburn stepped back a little to make way for the road. Obviously, in the middle of the night, His Royal Highness was unwilling to have unnecessary disputes.

However, those who have been given way think differently.

Surrounded by guards and maidservants, the young duke stepped forward, looked proudly at Ashbourn who had to remain respectful, parted his thin lips, and said, "Did the eldest prince just come back from a dinner party? , nothing to drink so much what to do, it smells like a headache."

Auston bowed his head aside, thinking to himself, it's not that Ashburn is willing to socialize like this. His Majesty is not in good health, so the princes have to take the lead.

Fix curled his lips, and thought, this is indeed to find fault again.

Ashbourn's expression remained unchanged, and he replied politely, "I'm sorry, I've smelled it to you, I'll go outside to the garden to let the smell out."

Duke Ulea snorted coldly, and said, "In the middle of the night, why don't you go out to smoke birds, and you're not afraid that someone will throw poop from a tree and hit you."

Ashbourn was slightly taken aback, he frowned and pursed his lips, as if he was enduring something, paused for a few seconds, and then calmly said, "...I didn't think carefully, thank you for reminding me."

Seeing His Royal Highness's subdued appearance, Duke Ulea was satisfied, but still felt that something was not enough.

He scolded displeasedly, "I will discuss with my king about drinking, so as not to raise a group of drunkards. Look at you, you are so drunk that you don't even have basic manners."

Young members of the royal family kiss their hands when they meet their elders.

Duke Uriah stretched out his hand with a snow-white silk cover slowly, and signaled with his eyes that the eldest prince should keep his head down and kiss him.

Alston wanted to say something. After all, there was no need to perform this kind of etiquette in an informal setting. The other party made it clear that he was making things difficult.

But as soon as he made a slight move, he was secretly held back by Fix beside him.

Ashburn didn't hesitate much. He bent down, gently held Duke Uriah's right hand, and touched the back of his hand with his head down.

Duke Ulea raised his eyes slightly and reminded, "Remember what to call me?"

Ashbourn looked at the younger youth in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Wang."