Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 1 The water droplets are almost at the doorstep

The sky is clear and blue, with rolling clouds.

A single-family house with a yard and a garage somewhere in the town of Rosewood, Kentucky, USA.

An Asian boy who was only about thirteen or fourteen years old opened the window on the second floor, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, stretched out beautifully, took a long and deep breath of fresh air, looked at the clean and spacious streets, but his eyes were red.

He whispered: "How long have you had this feeling?"

The boy's name is Chen Guang. He was a firefighter in his previous life. He was hit by the debris of a broken building while trying to save people, and his spine was hit. He lay in bed for three years.

Although the monthly subsidy from the state is enough to live with food and clothing for the rest of my life, from a young man with strong hands and feet to a paralyzed person who needs to be called out to urinate and defecate, during this period of collapse, despair is really numerous.

Unclear.

But what can he do? He can only accept the reality, immerse himself in the Internet all day long, and finally become numb and calm down.

However, when he closed and opened his eyes, he suddenly regained a healthy body. This kind of surprise, this kind of ecstasy and shock made him almost cry.

In the room, he started playing the martial arts boxing he had learned during military training. Although he was a layman and the moves were very unfamiliar, he used all his strength in every move. After a while, he was covered in sweat. Only then did he get excited.

The urge to shout was suppressed.

At this time, I heard someone shouting from downstairs: "Jason, it's time to eat."

Jason? Is this my current English name?

Chen Guang wiped his sweat, and the memory of his original life came to his mind, but he shook his head indifferently.

Although it is a new life and a new beginning, he has already set a small goal at this moment - when this body grows up, he will take his current parents back to his motherland to live.

That's where home is.

As Chen Guang went downstairs, he thought happily: Well, maybe having the status of a returnee from overseas would make it easier to find a job?

When he went downstairs, he saw his mother in a suit and tie sitting at the dining table reading a newspaper, and his father wearing round glasses and bulging muscles was bringing plates of breakfast to the table from the open kitchen.

Pot stickers, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, sliced ​​tomatoes sprinkled with sugar, and a very Western-style bacon omelette.

It's a good combination of Chinese and Western food, it smells so good.

How long has it been since you had something serious to eat?

It can be said that he has received the memories of his original self, and he doesn't feel particularly unfamiliar with his current parents.

I just don’t know if I have gone back to the past or traveled to a parallel world, my parents in the previous life...

Chen Guang quickly suppressed his memories, not daring to think about it in detail, for fear that his eye circles would become red again and attract unnecessary attention. He just sat down, ate a big mouthful of porridge, and exhaled repeatedly after being burned.

The mother folded the newspaper and put it aside. She glanced at Chen Guang and said, "Eat slowly, it's still early for school."

Then she picked up the remote control and turned on the TV set from the 1990s, and tuned to the morning news station. After her father had finished serving the food and sat down, her mother picked up her chopsticks.

【Ding】

"Huh? What's the sound?" Chen Guang raised his head and swallowed the bacon in his mouth, wondering.

Both parents looked over, and he explained: "I just heard a ding, are you still baking something?"

"No, you heard it wrong, I didn't prepare so many dishes in the morning." My father wiped his glasses with his apron and said.

Chen Guang said oh, thinking it was an auditory hallucination due to his emotional excitement.

In order to divert his attention and not want to make a fuss, he turned to watch a news program that he had never been interested in.

Who knew the opening was struck by lightning.

"We are honored to announce that extraterrestrial civilization is very likely to be real!"

puff!

Chen Guang almost spit out the pot stickers in his mouth.

He quickly wiped his mouth and listened attentively, fearing that he would miss the opportunity to understand the world.

Inside the color screen TV with a somewhat blurry resolution, a middle-aged white man in a suit and leather tie was seen, facing countless reporters' shots and flash bombs, he was in high spirits and told the picture on the monitor behind him.

"As you can see, this is a thing with a round head, a pointed tail, and a silvery white body, just like..."

"A drop of water?" a female reporter interjected.

The middle-aged white man said: "That's right! That's why we call it a water drop. This image is definitely not a natural star or meteorite."

???

Wait, what the hell?

Chen Guang was so frightened that he dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

Have you traveled to the three-body world?

No, when the water droplets came to the earth in the original book, didn’t the earth already have spaceships? But isn’t it only the mid-1990s now?

The excited voice continued from the TV: "This is a picture captured by our Hubble Telescope in the United States. It should be between the orbits of Jupiter and Saturn in the solar system at the moment, and is heading straight towards the Earth. We believe so.

Beautiful things must not be weapons, but carry good intentions and hopes for peace..."

Isn’t it already almost at the doorstep?

At this moment, the TV suddenly changed channels.

He turned around and saw his mother frowning and whispering: "It's boring. It's not a real spaceship. Didn't you say yesterday that the morning news would report on the violence in Kentucky this morning? Sure enough, New York news is unreliable. It's just conspiracy theory entertainment.

For news, let’s watch the state channel.”

Chen Guang wanted to persuade his mother to change the program back, but the content of the local station's program on the TV gave him a second lightning strike.

"These are the three suspects who were arrested last night. After examination by doctors, the rot on their faces was not caused by makeup. Moreover, they also lost response to normal language communication. It is suspected that they have some kind of rabies... Oh my God.

He actually wanted to bite me, are they really crazy?"

A male reporter screamed and shook away the hand stretched out from the gap in the prison. When the camera came closer, a bloodstain was seen on the back of his hand.

"Isn't this...the zombie from Night of the Living Dead?" the photographer said in an uncertain tone.

It’s just that zombies seem to be still a niche culture now. At least the policeman who looks like a classic white man with a red neck has never heard of zombies. He just used his baton to severely beat his outstretched hand and cursed: "You guys are a bunch of people."

Mental illness, please be honest, I will put you in restraints and send you to a mental hospital immediately!"

Chen Guang was not in the mood to read the rest of the content because he was numb.

Damn it, the three-body water drops and biohazard at the beginning...do you think my death was not heroic enough?

The zombies have to be fought, and the aliens have to be fought too. Only then can we be called American heroes, right?

But I'm just an ordinary time traveler. I wasted three years in my previous life. I'm neither a killer nor a mercenary. You asked me to copy a song to speculate in stocks or something like that. I reluctantly did it. We are zombie aliens.

It really can’t be done!

I am not a systematic Long Aotian!

[Ding, the anti-intrusion system was loaded successfully.]

Chen Guang: "..."

It turns out that the auditory hallucination just now was you, so it’s okay.

He excused himself to go to the toilet and hurried to the bathroom to study his future career.

Fortunately, there are no Riddlers in the system. There is a dense instruction manual at the beginning, which explains clearly. The general content is: it is spontaneously bred by this universe in order to resist the erosion of other universes. It is similar to the white blood cells of the human immune system.

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The reason why it appears as a system is that it is automatically generated based on the form that is easiest for him to accept and understand.

Its main function is to randomly travel through nearby parallel universes and return with the collected resources and power when the host is safe.

It does not have the ability to control time itself, but when there is no same observer in two different universes, time can be calculated asynchronously. In other words, if you leave this second and position the coordinate point at the next second when you return, a

An illusion similar to freezing real time, which allows the host enough time to develop.

After reading the introduction, Chen Guang was choked by the amount of information for a long time. After a while, he asked: "Then why choose me?"

[After testing, the host has the talent to travel through time and space, which can save a lot of energy, so it is the best first choice.]

Chen Guang nodded and understood. He was very smooth and could get into other universes without extra work. He was the only experienced driver on this earth, so he was approached as soon as he came up.

But if he dies, the system can still choose the next person to replace him, but the cost will be higher.

"Okay, it turns out that water droplets and zombies are all from other universes, damn intruders... So what should I do now?"

His identity was assumed very quickly.

[Is the host ready to explore the unknown universe? 】

"Wait a minute."

Chen Guang raised his hand, indicating that he still needed to make some preparations.

According to his original memory, he walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened, passed by his parents who were watching the news attentively, and reached the study room at home.

When I opened the last drawer under my desk, I saw my father's gun certificate with his photo printed on it, and a metal box with a shock-proof structure neatly placed underneath.

Opening the metal box, in two special-shaped grooves, lay quietly a Beretta M9 with a black luster and a magazine filled with 15 9mm bullets.

Chen Guang took out the gun and felt it was heavy. This was his first time touching a real firearm. He was immediately excited and couldn't put it down and played with it for a long time.

I followed the way in the game, inserted the magazine into the magazine, pulled it down to load the gun, it was more exciting. But there was no upper head, so I carefully checked that the safety was not turned on, and then pinned the gun to the waistband of my pants.

It's just that his body is only 14 years old. He is wearing nothing more than a pair of ordinary trousers and no belt. The barrel of the gun is close to his skin. It is cold, uncomfortable and awkward.

So he suddenly asked: "System, do you have storage space?"

The system lives up to expectations: [The amount of information that can be stored does not exceed one percent of the host itself.]

"What kind of unit is this? It's too abstract."

Chen Guang complained, and saw that the system thoughtfully visualized a translucent box in front of him, which was somewhat similar to the backpack interface of a certain game he played in his previous life.

I tried to put the gun in, and felt a lightness in my hand, and the Beretta M9 became translucent.

System: [Is the host ready to explore the unknown universe? 】

"Ready."

Chen Guang was looking forward to it. The next second, his vision went dark, and he felt a familiar dizziness.

His heart suddenly tightened, and a great panic surged into his heart.

Damn it, don’t let this all be just a dream. When you wake up, you will still be paralyzed, lying on the hospital bed...

This panic swallowed him up almost instantly.

Immediately, he completely lost consciousness.

First of all, I guarantee that the ending of this book will definitely not be a vulgar ending like A Dream!

(End of chapter)