Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

The red-haired boy was lying on his back on the ground, his red pupils staring blankly at the darkness.

goo goo goo...

Large streams of blood poured out from the wound... The sound of the water flow was like a blood-red death march.

His throat was also punctured by a long thorn, and he couldn't make a sound. With his slowly tilted gaze, he could only see the dense and cold steel jungle that bloomed like a flower on the small half of his body.

One of the sharp objects was inserted obliquely into the heart from the gap in the ribs, the white metal was next to the lower end of the heart, and there was a section of red left by the friction of blood and flesh.

Red is the source of nightmares.

And "death," "pain," and—"that voice."

"Chun Mu who wants to live no matter what is so cute."

The laughter of the girl with twin tails is as brisk as the chirping of a bird. The approaching smiling face is like the iconic black and white bear doll dotted on the hair rope, which is contradictory and incomprehensible.

"—Now, you must be desperate, right?"

……

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky suddenly appeared.

Qian Mu was forcibly awakened by the biological clock that even nightmares could not resist, lifted the quilt, and sat for a minute as if empty, before moving his legs to the side of the bed.

The moment his bare feet touched the cool tatami, he saw a note pasted on the bedside table with his own handwriting on it: put on slippers.

So he moved, slipping his feet into soft slippers.

Turning the doorknob, which was carefully wrapped with soft sponge for several layers, Qianmu came to the extremely spacious living room, which seemed empty because there were only a few simple pieces of furniture. One posted on the refrigerator: a glass of warm water after washing.

The refrigerator in his house is a funny one, with its energetic four corners surrounded by thick sponges, as if the refrigerator is forced to wear four small white flower hats, which may have a refreshing effect in the morning.

But looking around, all the sharp corners or long strips of sharp objects in the room are treated this way, and I get used to it after looking at them for a long time.

Qian Mu closed his eyes and pushed open the bathroom door.

He quickly touched the toothbrush, took off the plastic protective cover on the head of the toothbrush, and sent it to his mouth immediately after getting the toothpaste on it. The toothbrush would never stay in the mouth for a minute or a second.

After finishing such a trivial matter, Qian Mu stuffed his toothbrush and toothpaste into the locker behind the mirror. He didn't open his eyes until the two little things disappeared from sight completely, and looked at the figure in front of him that was blurred by the mist.

In the mirror, there was a young man with extremely pale skin.

Just like a piece of white paper floating on the surface of the water, it may be flooded and sink at any time, even with the bright colors on the surface, red hair and red pupils, it seems that it is hard to escape the fate of withering and decay.

Although his figure is not thin, and where there should be muscles, his texture is clear... But it just gives people the feeling that his physique is quite weak.

——It is also a temperament bonus.

Qianmu, Li Qianmu.After using Jie Rong's ability by mistake for the second time, he moved to Japan and changed his name to Yuan Qianmu.

At the age of 22, he was in a period of vitality, but his whole body exuded a gray and unlovely atmosphere.

But the fact is the opposite. It is estimated that there is no one in the world who has more desire to survive than him.

At the age of 10, Qian Mu was suddenly informed by his parents that he was found to have an extremely rare genetic defect at birth.Before it completely deteriorates, his body is basically the same as that of ordinary people, but at most he grows up to adulthood smoothly, and then he will gradually weaken and die. With the medical level of the current world, there is no possibility of cure.

Informing him was equivalent to his parents announcing that he would be freed. Qianmu persisted for one more year, but after confirming that he was really hopeless, he chose to let himself go and became a problem student who jumped over the wall and played truant every day.

However, at the age of 17, a year before he became an adult, Qian Mu's fate changed.

He seems to have acquired a strange ability, inexplicably summoning a strange game world, fused with his high school...?

What happened when I was 17 years old... I don't want to recall it. In short, Qianmu hadn't mastered the ability at that time, and he didn't understand the rules of the game when the incident happened suddenly, and the world fusion failed.

After he returned to the real world, he made up for a batch of island games and animated comics that he hadn’t paid much attention to before, only to realize that the previous game world seemed to come from the future, not a work that had been created at the present time.

Then he realized that if he could use this magical ability to merge the world that could cure his terminal illness with reality, he would be saved.

So, very lucky.

18 years old.At the age of 18 when he was about to die, Qian Mu had just gone to the island country to relax, when the second world came and enveloped the entire island country.

Qian Mu doesn't know what the original work of this world is called. It may be that it hasn't been added, or it may come from the future. Fortunately, it may be that he has a stronger control over his abilities. A piecemeal "script", and finally got some detailed information - about his cheating skills.

——It can directly replace the identity of the character whose real information is not clear in the script, inherit its interpersonal relationship, and the emotional synchronization of the relevant person to the original body will also be preserved, and the violation will be corrected by the subconscious mind.

Qian Mu flipped through the script, which didn't have many pages and didn't even have an ending, and picked an identity without hesitation.

The biggest villain in the script - the mysterious BOSS of the Black Organization, "that gentleman" in the mouth of the members of the organization.

It's not just because "that gentleman" is rich and powerful, and his status is extremely high. What Qian Mu took a fancy to at first glance was the miraculous drug developed by the organization: APTX4869, which can rejuvenate people.

Qian Mu's idea is very simple. The researcher who is like a god can even make rejuvenating medicine, and he should be treated... It's not a big problem, you can bet, anyway, he doesn't have much time.

The results of the hard work are obvious.

He lived to be 22 years old.

There is still no cure for the terminal illness, but some ingredients of APTX4869 can be used on him, which can unexpectedly relieve the effect of prolonging life.

Qian Mu now needs to take medicine on time, and regularly go to the research institute to draw blood for a physical examination that he has paid more attention to after he was brutally promoted, and he can act normally like an ordinary person.

There is still time, there is still a lot of time, this time, there is really hope.

Therefore, he should take good care of his body so that he can persist until then.

... well, alive.

Qianmu's slightly dry lips squirmed slightly, but the pupils looking directly at the mirror were not focused.

He came out of the bathroom after a while and stood in the empty room for a long time before going to the kitchen to boil water.

A cup of warm water that was gradually cooling was finally held in the hands of the red-haired young man, and he swallowed mechanically one mouthful at a time.

Qian Mu sat in the center of the soft sofa, facing the paper door and the Japanese-style courtyard next to the promenade.

It is undoubtedly very refreshing to appreciate the tranquil scene of the courtyard bathed in sunshine in the morning, but the courtyard Qianmu is looking at is actually empty, the trees have been pushed down, and there are only mounds left in place, and the bamboo tubes knocked on when the pool is full of water are gone. No trace, no elegance.

The sound of trampling footsteps came from several corridors.

Here comes the man with the spare key.

"Still waking up so early and having nightmares again?"

Qian Mu didn't answer, and the person who came knew the answer.

On the face of the blond woman with the organization code name Vermouth, the touching smile that could make the world fall in love paused slightly, and a little solemnity emerged between her brows.

Belmod sat beside Qianmu.

"According to your request, I have completed the procedures for you to enter the police academy... But, will you insist on doing so, mylord?"

The author has something to say:

The first time Jie Rong appeared when Qianmu was 17 years old, but it was actually the second time for Conan. Qianmu didn’t grow up in an organization since he was a child.