In the morning, when Ling Ping'an woke up, he felt that his mind was a little blurry.
He subconsciously walked up to the third floor and looked at the small peach tree in the plastic basin at the foot of the wall.
The small peach tree had already grown to a height of about three inches.
The tender green leaves were furry.
Under the sun, it looked very healthy!
"Looks like I've really read too much Calabash Brothers..." Ling Ping'an scratched his head, "I'm actually so stupid as to believe that my tree will grow a little girl..."
But then again...
The little girl in his dream last night was really cute!
She could make him, who suffered from face blindness, feel cute.
Dreams were indeed unreliable!
Thus, he turned around and walked down the stairs to the ground floor.
The kitten, Bastet, was already waiting at the staircase.
Meow!
The little guy rubbed against his trouser leg.
Ling Ping'an squatted down, picked up the little cutie, and patted its head. He said, "Wait, go shopping with me..."
"Hmm... It'll take about an hour..."
The drive from the bookstore to the supermarket was about ten minutes.
Then, shopping and coming back would add up to fifty minutes!
Meow!
The kitten meowed happily.
Ling Ping'an walked to the door, opened the door, and pulled the shutter door up.
At this time, the streets outside had already become lively.
Cars drove past the door, and there were pedestrians walking on both sides of the road.
This morning was still an ordinary and boring morning.
He walked to Aunt Cai's place next door and bought breakfast as usual.
Ling Ping'an returned to the shop, sat behind the counter, and turned on the television.
Unexpectedly, the television did not broadcast news about the college entrance examination.
Instead, it was a piece of news about science and technology.
"It is reported that the Federal Empire's Future Materials Research Group led by Grand Scholar Gao Qing has already prepared the latest carbon-based chip in the laboratory..."
"This latest research result will be published in this month's Empire Materials..."
"From the information that has been revealed so far, the research team led by Grand Scholar Gao Qing has successfully overcome the difficulties of carbon-based chips. They have integrated more than a billion transistors on chips that are less than five nanometers..."
"The next generation of chips will be released in the foreseeable two to three years..."
Ling Ping'an's mouth was wide open as he listened. He even forgot to eat.
Carbon-based chips?
Didn't they say that it was a product of theory?
It was successfully prepared in the laboratory so quickly?
And it was integrated more than a billion transistors at once?
He was going to ascend to the heavens!
He couldn't help but take out his phone. He knew very well that he was about to witness history again.
The form of the cell phone was about to undergo a major change!
"In the future … I'm afraid there won't be computers for workers …" he said, "A mobile phone is enough to take on all the functions that a computer can take on …"
"Perhaps artificial intelligence will also rapidly take off …"
The emergence of carbon-based chips meant that chips were more advanced, faster, and had lower consumption.
This also meant that a new era was right in front of them.
Just like ten years ago, when smartphones came into the world.
New technological products would soon reshape the entire society of the Federal Empire.
"Looks like..." Ling Ping'an leaned back in his chair and said, "My decision was indeed right..."
"As long as we eat and wait for death, we can win on equal footing!"
The news on TV was the best evidence!
He hadn't done anything. In his short twenties, he had witnessed the rise of many eras.
When he was young, he witnessed the beginning of the Internet era.
When he was in university, he witnessed the rapid development of the mobile Internet.
Now …
A brand new era was about to be witnessed!
Alone, he had witnessed three revolutions that his father and grandfather would never encounter in their entire lives.
That made him feel complacent.
At this moment, a text message appeared on his cell phone.
He opened it and saw that it was from the official game of Legend of Nightmare.
"Dear player, Legend of Nightmare is about to usher in the final version before the open beta..."
"Is it going to be open beta?" Ling Ping'an thought.
He had roughly guessed something.
It was probably related to the carbon-based chip project on the news.
The breakthrough of the carbon-based chip had made this game company feel the call of the era?
Ducks were the first to know when the spring water was warm.
These game companies were the most sensitive to the development of technology.
That made Ling Ping'an hesitate.
Because if Legend of Nightmare started open beta, then as the first virtual reality game.
Its popularity was inevitable.
In other words, he might have a chance to become the protagonist of the online game.
It was the kind of protagonist who would go out to fight monsters and drop divine weapons, a group of people beating 100,000 players.
And the equipment and currency in the online game seemed to be able to be directly exchanged for money in the game.
"Should I go play and accumulate an advantage?" He thought.
Then, he denied it himself.
Because he knew that his account was the official test account.
In other words, the official could take back those privileges at any time.
Therefore, it was impossible for him to rely on the privileges to make a profit.
At most, he would feel good!
Moreover, even if he could rely on the game equipment to make money like the protagonist, so what?
He didn\'t care about money.
It was just money. It was fine as long as he had enough.
He liked his current life very much.
He didn\'t want anything to change. If it changed because of money, it wouldn\'t be beautiful.
"There\'s wine today, and I\'m drunk today..." he recited Li Taibai\'s poem, "Loose hair and small boats in the morning!"
Although it was incoherent, it did reflect his attitude towards life.
Money was a bastard. It was fine as long as he had enough.
Everything was fine as long as he was happy.
If he was happy, it was better than a mountain of gold and silver.
If he was unhappy, even if it was a mountain of gold and silver, so what?
Could he buy happiness?
So, he put down his phone and looked at the computer.
He opened the website, logged into the account that he had applied for last night, and uploaded the first chapter.
Then, he turned off the computer.
"Let\'s go!" Ling Ping'an waved at his pet.
Meow!
The little guy jumped into his master\'s arms.
So, he picked up his pet, walked to the door, and closed it.
"Hmm..." he looked up at the sun. The sun was very warm today.
He thought for a moment and gave up the urge to take a taxi.
It was only a 20-minute walk from his home to the nearby shopping mall.
And he hadn\'t taken a walk for a long time.
So, he hugged his pet, hummed a little tune, and walked along the road.
"I was eighteen years old, on the stage of my alma mater, standing like a minion..."
A light Guangnan accent blurted out.
… …
Realm of Nightmare.
Chu Weiwei opened her eyes.
She didn\'t quite understand why the Realm of Nightmare would suddenly recruit her.
However, around her, figures began to appear one after another.
Soon, the entire Nightmare Square was densely packed with people.
Everyone looked around in confusion.
Obviously, they were also surprised.
There were even many people who had just been urgently summoned from a Nightmare World.
This could be seen from the fact that they were still on combat alert.
"The participants of the Nightmare Game..." Chu Weiwei looked at the densely packed heads in the almost endless square. She was extremely surprised. "I\'m afraid there are no less than 100,000 people..."
In more than a month, she joined the Realm of Nightmare and became a participant of the Nightmare Game. The number of participants in the Realm of Nightmare had increased exponentially.
Now, it had reached the limit of 100,000.
One had to know that with the influx of a large number of newcomers, the battle losses in the Nightmare World were also rising.
A large number of newcomers were eliminated as soon as they entered the Nightmare World.
In other words, in more than a month, this mysterious Realm of Nightmare had been recruiting newcomers every day.
Chu Weiwei had also heard about the method of recruiting newcomers.
Some of them had inexplicably seen a notice in the newspaper. The notice said: Do you want to change your fate? Do you want to control your fate?
As long as they said the word "yes", they would be pulled into this damned space.
There were also some people who had been in a car accident or suffered from a terminal illness. Before they died, they heard a voice asking: Do you want to live again? Do you want to live again?
As long as they agreed with a thought, they would appear in this damned place.
There were even some who were recruited while they were playing games.
Chu Weiwei had met two newcomers in the last Nightmare World.
According to them, they were substitutes for a certain canyon studio.
At that time, they took the job to help the streamer score.
Therefore, they lined up opposite the streamer and used all kinds of tricks.
In the end, after playing the game, when they wanted to go to the toilet, they directly stepped into the Realm of Nightmare.
In short, the Realm of Nightmare\'s recruitment method was becoming more and more casual.
The restrictions he received in reality were also becoming less and less.
Perhaps, it would not be long before …
He could directly summon humans from reality.
Thinking of this.
Suddenly, a mechanical electronic voice came from above her head.
"Nightmare Game participants..."
"The Realm of Nightmare is about to usher in a brand new evolution..."
"Great..." a series of noises covered the taboo name that it wanted to say. Chu Weiwei could only hear a series of blurry words.
But she knew that it was a long title.
It should belong to the mastermind behind the scenes who was controlling all the changes in the Realm of Nightmare.
After this series of noises, the mechanical voice continued, "We have already opened up many passages to other worlds..."
"The Realm will select suitable candidates from all the game participants in the future missions …"
"They will become the vanguard of the Realm to open up and occupy those worlds!"
"For this, the Realm has specially recruited all the game participants and explained to you!"
"The next three Nightmare Worlds will be the examination venue to select suitable candidates!"
"At the same time, the Realm of Nightmare will open the Honor System and Military Rank System!"
"All the game participants who fight for the Realm will receive Honor Points..."
"Honor Points can be used to purchase brand new Nightmare equipment and Nightmare bloodlines. They can also be used to upgrade military ranks!"
"The higher the military rank, the more Honor Items you can buy!"
An illusory light screen appeared in front of Chu Weiwei.
Densely packed items were displayed on the shelves.
Looking at these items that were almost all gray, Chu Weiwei swallowed her saliva.
Because these items were almost all unimaginable, things that only appeared in myths and legends.
Chu Weiwei raised her head and saw the spatial barrier above her head.
Vortexes could be seen spinning slowly in the wall of flesh that was made up of countless blood vessels and tissues.
Behind those vortexes, the deep darkness was staring at everyone.
Obviously …
These vortexes were the so-called passageways!
The grand mechanical voice continued in her ears, "Everything..."
"It\'s all for the Great Immortal..." Countless noises pierced into her eardrums.
The entire space seemed to be distorted.
It was as if the Realm was saying a name that absolutely could not be known by others. It was an existence that could not be known by others.
"Have fun!"
The grand voice was like thunder, exploding in everyone\'s hearts.
"Have fun?" Chu Weiwei was stunned.
"We\'re fighting with our lives in the Nightmare World, struggling to survive, just for someone to have fun?"
She swallowed, but she had to admit it.
Perhaps, that was the truth.
The struggle of mortals was just someone\'s entertainment.
It was like children catching crickets and putting them in a jar, watching them fight.
It was also like the ancient slave owners capturing slaves and training them into gladiators.
They let the slaves use their blood and lives to please the high and mighty nobles.
And …
Chu Weiwei lowered her head.
She knew that humans might have to be glad.
Glad that they could be seen as gladiators and crickets.
Otherwise, if that great figure who could not even reveal his name felt that humans were meaningless.
If he blew, everything that humans relied on for survival would be destroyed!
Chu Weiwei had a clear understanding of this point.
Because, in a sense, she had such an ability!
Summoning the wind and rain, summoning thunder and lightning, was just a matter of a single thought.
And she was just a representative chosen by a great figure. She needed to do things within the framework of the rules and system.
She could not exceed the distance!
Even so, she could still affect the daily lives of civilians to a large extent.
A hundred milliliters more or less of rainfall every year was enough to reshape the entire ecosystem!
It could even decide whether a certain place was a green mountain and clear water or a desert!
Even an insignificant person like her could affect the world under such circumstances.
Then, what about the Realm of Nightmare?
What about the mysterious existences controlling the Realm of Nightmare behind the scenes?
If they needed it, what would happen to the reality of humans?
… …
Holding the kitten Bastet, Ling Ping\ 'an walked into the largest shopping mall near the industrial park.
Today was the last day of the college entrance examination.
Therefore, the shopping mall was filled with parents who came to shop and prepare to reward their children.
They carried big and small bags and pushed big carts and small carts.
People came and went.
Ling Ping\ 'an was also at the entrance of the supermarket in the shopping mall. He pushed a shopping cart and put his pet into the shopping cart.
Then, he pushed the shopping cart and walked into the supermarket.
When he entered the supermarket, he saw the advertisement that was being broadcast on the big screen on the side of the supermarket.
"The eighteenth generation of Tai-Chi Hsing-I successor, Teacher Ma Baobao, will arrive at Fuchuang Shopping Mall today..."
An old man in his sixties wearing a plain coat appeared on the screen.
"Inheriting the martial arts and promoting the tradition. I am Ma Baobao..."
Ling Ping\ 'an looked and curled his lips.
Martial arts?
The martial arts in novels were naturally awesome.
But in reality...
Hmm...
It was just an art of performance!
Therefore, he didn\'t even bother to look at it anymore. He pushed his shopping cart and walked into the shopping mall.
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