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Yu Qishi walked out of the base building and subconsciously looked up at the sky, but all he saw was an unstructured blue. Compared with the sky in the reincarnation copy, it was particularly dull and stiff, as if someone had painted it with inferior paint. .

In the past five years in the Lord God's Space, he has become accustomed to such a sky. This sky and this town are nothing but existences constructed by the Lord God using cold data.

They reminded him time and time again that no matter how realistic it was, this was a virtual world that was completely opposite to the real world.

He merged into the surging crowd and walked towards the martial arts arena. In the past, the martial arts arena was used by various reincarnation teams to compete, but now it was chosen by the Lord God as the location for this challenge.

Yu Qi Shi was forcibly teleported back by the Lord God. Because the reincarnation space will hold a challenge, all reincarnations must participate. He waited for three days, and after hundreds of people died, it was finally his turn today.

In fact, even if the main god did not require compulsion, Yu Qi Shi would still participate voluntarily.

He struggled in the world of reincarnation for five years and only accumulated 50,000 points, which was far from enough to return to the real world with 200,000 points.

It was a miracle that he could survive here for five years. He didn't know how many more five years he could last. In fact, he was increasingly doubting whether he would be able to accumulate enough 200,000 points to return to the real world.

Therefore, even if he knew that the Lord God's test was dangerous, even if he knew that he would have a narrow escape from death, he had to try it.

Because... mother is still waiting for her.

He is an only child, and he knows how miserable a family that loses its only child is. Especially after losing his father, he is the only support for his mother.

He couldn't die, and he didn't dare to die.

Mom, my beloved mother, please bless me.

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Eden. Eric carefully wiped the blade of his scimitar with a knife cloth. The sharp blade was cold and reflected the vicissitudes of his purple eyes.

He suddenly remembered the violets planted in the garden at home. Every spring, this noble color would sway and bloom in the wind. Their faint floral fragrance is a favorite of my wife and children. At this time every year, the family of four would sit in the garden and enjoy breakfast with the scent of flowers.

Later, he walked through countless strange worlds, passed by many gardens, and saw countless flowers, but he never saw purple as pure and noble as the violets at home.

Lately, he's been thinking about the past more and more, which is not a good sign. He sighed, closed the scabbard, and gently stroked the complicated patterns on the scabbard with his fingers. His eyes gradually became firmer, and he already made up his mind.

He hung the knife on his waist, then picked up an old woolen jacket from the hanger and put it on. This coat was knitted by his wife, Emma, ​​for him. Although he had carefully preserved it over the years, it was inevitably getting old due to the ravages of time.

He has not worn this coat since he came to the Lord God Space. Now he had a hunch that it was time to put on the coat.

He is already 64 years old, and it is already a gift from God to live to this day. He should not expect more.

He walked out of the door and faced the cool morning breeze with a gentle smile that looked like he was about to cry.

Emma, ​​my soul will go to you...

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Thelma opened the door and saw Zhu Xia who was silently looking down at her toes. He was carrying a backpack, and his body was shaking slightly and undetectably. The fingers holding the shoulder straps turned white, and the veins on the back of his hands were faintly visible.

Her heart suddenly felt a throbbing pain.

She knelt down, just in a position where she could see the boy's expression. The pair of eyes as clear as black grapes were now filled with mist of panic and fear. The boy bit his lower lip stubbornly and did not make a sound.

She immediately hugged the boy tightly, patted his back gently, and said in his ear over and over again: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my sister will protect you, don't be afraid..."

The boy buried himself in her neck, muffled and whispered: "It doesn't matter to me, sister, please leave me alone..." He grabbed Thelma's arm hard, raised his head, twitched the corners of his mouth, and tried to show a bright smile. With a smile, "Sister and I are different. There are people waiting for you in my sister's family, so I must go back alive!"

Thelma made a fierce face and tapped his forehead lightly: "Nonsense, aren't your parents waiting for you too? How worried would they be when you say this? Don't worry, your sister, I am very strong. It’s more than enough to protect you as a child.”

Zhu Xia lowered his eyes, and the smile on his lips gradually disappeared: "I lied to you, no one is waiting for me." He looked strangely indifferent: "I am a bastard with an unknown father, who was abandoned in an orphanage by my biological mother. Trash, no one expects me to live, no one will remember me even if I die."

Thelma opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the expressionless boy. His eyes were lifeless and he looked like a carefully crafted doll without any popularity.

He built an isolated transparent film around his body, which protected him from the hostility and attacks from the outside world, and at the same time refused to accept the warmth and care of the outside world.

Thelma opened her eyes hard to prevent the sour tears from flowing out.

He is still just a child...

She hugged the boy tighter and told him: "I remember, so I will be sad. They don't love you, so I will love you. From now on, you will be my son. When we return to the real world, I will officially adopt him." You, we will live together from now on.”

Zhu Xia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her black eyes like a dead pool slowly spread with ripples, "Live together...?"

"Yes! Live together!" Selma nodded vigorously and answered firmly: "Mr. Le Jing promised us that he would rescue us. We must believe him! It won't be long before we can leave this hellhole!"

Zhu Xia blinked, and that day reappeared in his mind.

The young man with soft eyebrows and a firm voice that did not match his expression said: "Three days later, I will give you the best birthday gift - freedom."

Today is his ninth birthday.

Should he believe him? Can he believe him?

Zhu Xia felt the warm heartbeat of the woman hugging him, and a warm and peaceful feeling arose in his heart as if he was sleeping in his mother's belly.

He gently raised the corners of his mouth, and a small dimple appeared on his cheek, "Yeah." He rubbed the woman's neck with infinite dependence, "I believe you."

He didn't know whether Le Jing was an adult worthy of trust.

But he believed in Selma. Selma believed in Le Jing, so he would also believe in Le Jing.

He believed that Le Jing would rescue them, and he believed that they would usher in a new life.

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Lu Baisha rarely had a good dream.

In her dream, there was a blue sky, bright sunshine, and beautiful white doves. She sat on a chair at the corner of the street, watching the carefree children laughing and playing through the streets, laughing gently and contentedly.

Until she woke up, she was still immersed in the peaceful warmth in her dream and couldn't come back to her senses.

Ever since she killed the first person, her dreams have always been accompanied by blood and killing. She hasn't had such a peaceful and warm dream for a long time. Every day she wasted doing nothing in the real world, but she now longed for the tomorrow that she once thought she would never see again.

She looked at the time. It was already 7:30, and there was another hour and a half before the challenge would start completely today.

She believed that it would not be long before everything would be back on track. These poor souls of theirs would definitely be able to return to the real world.

All this was a gift from [Him].

She clasped her hands in front of her chest, knelt on the ground and sincerely prayed to [Him] in the morning: "May your will walk on the earth, just as it walks in the sky, and this terrible will eventually become the kingdom of God..."

Wu Long woke up from his deep sleep and found that it was already half past eight in the morning. Today's challenge will start in half an hour.

He sat on the throne made of gold and gems and covered with red velvet - this was a task item handed over to him by a reincarnation, and it was said to belong to a royal family, but now it was his throne.

He waved his hand, and countless projection screens immediately appeared in front of him, each screen was aimed at a challenge platform, and in half an hour he would see the live broadcast from the scene.

Thinking of the fierce fight yesterday, Wu Long couldn't help but smile with a hint of contempt.

It was just a chance to return to the real world, and these people were like wild dogs smelling meat, and their ugly behavior was exposed. What a pathetic and lamentable mediocre mortals.

Why don't they understand? The main god space he created is the salvation of this world. They are the people chosen by him. They will gain endless power and wealth here, which is much better than being a weak and incompetent mortal.

It's true that the world is short-sighted and greedy for comfort. The more such wastes die, the better. Their sadness and despair were accepted by him without any hesitation.

"System, how many people died yesterday?"

The cold and mechanismless machine sound immediately sounded in his mind: [Death toll, 456 people. ]

Wu Long frowned, a little dissatisfied. He didn't expect that only so many people died yesterday. It seems that he has to speed up the progress today.

He thought about it and happily set the death target for today-"800 people." He crossed his legs and supported his chin: "800 people will die today."

His goal is to control the number of people in the main god space within 500. It will be a bit difficult for the system to control too many reincarnations, and the energy consumption rate is too fast, so he chose to use the challenge to carry out a big cleanup.

[Yes, start the mission in 28 minutes. 】

Wu Long grinned and showed an excited smile. Since the system said so, he knew it would definitely do it, and it had never let him down.

He had seen the magical power of this career planning system from an alien planet countless times in these years.

Thinking of this, Wu Long felt for the 101st time that he was wise when he chose his career.

He chose "Lord God" as his career in a flash of inspiration, and then he got to where he is today.

This is a common routine in novels.

He is indeed the son of heaven.

If this world is a book, he is the protagonist who deserves it!

The author has something to say:

Wu Long: If this world is a book, he is the protagonist who deserves it!

Le Jing: Hehe:-)

I wonder if you still remember Le Ling's identity 233333

Le Ling is also a career planning system (please read the first chapter if you forget)

It's just that because the host chooses different professions, the functions developed by the system will also be different.

And the power of the system depends on how the bound host uses them.