I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Ke Cheng opened his eyes and looked at the electronic clock beside him.

The time showed six o'clock, and it was already dawn. The summer days are always long, and the cicadas had not yet woken up. The surroundings were quiet, except for the rustling sound of the broom of the janitor cleaning the community across the cement floor.

"Good morning."

He said to himself in the mirror, then picked up the pen and crossed out today's day on the calendar.

Lived another day.

Since being discharged from the hospital, Ke Cheng has felt that the stagnant time has started to flow again.

Although his body still felt severe pain sometimes, so painful that he wanted to commit suicide immediately, hope still supported Ke Cheng and made him persevere.

Walking downstairs, Ke Cheng prepared to jog for exercise.

He saw the uncle doing morning exercises next door, and the uncle also saw Ke Cheng with a strange look in his eyes.

"Xiao Ke, are you feeling well?"

There was something wrong with a seventy-year-old man asking a thirty-year-old young man if he was in good health.

But the old man did hear that Ke Cheng was terminally ill and would not come back from hospitalization. He told his chess friends who were playing chess with him at that time. Everyone reminded them to pay attention to their health, and finally decided to It’s time to smoke and smoke, and it’s time to drink and drink.

Therefore, when he saw that Ke Cheng came back to live again, he felt very strange. He chatted with his fishing friends and thought that medical technology was so advanced now that even cancer could be cured.

"not bad."

Ke Cheng responded and started jogging after warming up.

His physical condition has improved a lot, maybe because of his subjective initiative after having a goal, or maybe because of the effect of the golden wine.

After morning exercise, Ke Cheng started studying again.

During his last trip to a foreign land, he knew that the foreign land was not a comfortable place like his own world. There were all kinds of unspeakable monsters, dangerous enemies, and some weird situations that could cause mental breakdown and loss of sanity.

As a working man, he was just lucky to be able to survive with the strength of that beautiful girl. He couldn't expect to meet her again next time.

Therefore, Ke Cheng began to learn some basic self-defense techniques, fighting skills, and survival methods in the wild. Even if he could not reach the level of bare-handed, at least he would not starve to death on a desert island again.

As for weapons, Ke Cheng didn't have any channels to get any practical weapons. He could only go to the hardware store and buy a crowbar, which was pretty easy to use.

After studying for a while, Ke Cheng put on the [Morning Star].

According to the information he received before, there is a certain amount of preparation time for this mission, and today is the deadline.

In the vast starry sky, Ke Cheng saw a door with a simple shape. On the door, the content of this mission was written in some messy and scrawled words.

【Lord of Yellow Sand】

[The desert is ruthless, and all the glorious creations will be eroded by the wind and eclipsed by the wind and sand. The desert is also sentimental. On the oasis, everything grows, heavy rain pours, and it is full of vitality]

[Human beings have never dared to say that they dominate the desert. This wasteland will always be so mysterious. Even today, when the insect swarms have disappeared, countless people still die here.]

[Now, in the great city, some conspiracies are brewing. When the crisis dissipates, some methods will appear unnecessary. The forces in the shadows are ready to move. The storm is coming, and everything will be different.]

[You enter the great city, find your place in this change, and survive until the end]

[Mission goal: Survive until the end of the storm]

"This time it's the desert..."

Ke Cheng was also learning desert survival skills during this time.

For example, when people are extremely short of water, their own internal circulation is very important.

Sweat and urine are precious water sources.

Urine and the like cannot usually be drunk directly, because the harmful substances in it will cause the body to be unable to absorb it, causing waste and illness.

At this time, the human intestine can play its role. The human intestine has a strong ability to absorb water and also has a purification effect. Therefore, reasonable means of absorbing water sources are very important.

This is a knowledge point that needs to be tested.

"The storm is over. This is a survival mission. The best way in this situation is to find an absolutely safe place to hide... Don't touch those that may be dangerous, and avoid contact with suspicious people. ..."

Ke Cheng quickly thought of some basic survival rules.

At least this mission seems to be in a city, so there is no need to worry about running out of water.

Ke Cheng didn't know whether the storm referred to a sandstorm in the desert or a storm of change in the city.

He doesn’t understand politics and doesn’t care.

Pushing the door open, Ke Cheng felt the world around him spinning.

The air suddenly became anxious. He felt that the air he breathed was grainy and choking, and the surroundings became hot.

When he came back to his senses, Ke Cheng found that he was sitting in an earthen room. The bed and table in this room were made of earth, full of primitive flavor.

"you're awake?"

Sitting next to the table was a girl wearing gauze-like clothes like a dancer, whom Li Kecheng met in the previous mission.

She glanced at Ke Cheng and then continued to play with a gadget in her hand.

"meet again."

Ke Cheng stood up and stretched his body. He found that his clothes had changed into a hooded windbreaker that is common in the desert.

There was a commotion outside the door, and he looked outside.

Although he said he wanted to find a place to survive until the mission was over, Ke Cheng still needed to understand the situation here. At least, he needed to know exactly where the "safe" place was.

Outside, people were coming and going, bustling.

It seems to be welcoming something.

Ke Cheng glanced at the sky. The sun was shining brightly, and it didn't look like there was a storm.

Squeezing into the crowd, Ke Cheng saw a group of people passing through the city gate and walking into the city.

Those people were riding some weird creatures and looked quite tired.

What makes Ke Cheng feel strange is that these people have some crystalline parts on their bodies. They don't look like armor, but more like some kind of proliferative tissue.

In front of them, a man in simple clothes who looked like an ancient Greek sculpture led the team. Beside him, there were people with noble temperament.

Most of these people have mixed-race looks, with both Eastern charm and Western edges. There is only one person who looks like he is from the same ethnic group as Ke Cheng, an Oriental with black hair and black eyes.

"These people are..."

Subconsciously murmuring, Ke Cheng felt that in such a crowded place, he would have more and more troublesome things to master.

"That's Mr. Du, the chief advisor to the consul, the first person among the saints."

Next to him, an enthusiastic citizen explained to Ke Cheng.

"Mr. Du?"

Ke Cheng narrowed his eyes, curious about the origin of this person.