I join the chat group as the protagonist of the system stream

My name is Su Tianfu and I used to be named Su Lin. I am 18 years old (219 months old) and live in the Gospel Church in Xicheng District. I am unmarried.

I temporarily work in a city hospital, and I have to get off work at five o'clock on time every day before I can go home. I occasionally work part-time as a novel author, a pastor, a Taoist priest, a monk, an online anchor, and a game anchor. I don't smoke, and I only drink a little bit...probably a little bit, before going to bed every night. Everyone needs a cup of hot milk.

Three weeks ago, I met a very special patient. His name is Li Huowang. He is a very good young man and has a smart mind. However, he has suffered too much at a young age and has been out of touch with society for too long.

I used his medical records as writing material. I never expected that the things he told me today in the book were all true.

Not only that, he also said that I am the original God, hahaha. I wonder which patient does not know that I am God, and he also said that someone is coming to assassinate me as God.

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Why don't you say that the system and the interface that I have seen every day these past few months are real? That way I at least feel a little more real.

"Well done." Su Tianfu patted Li Huowang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I will give you my place in the dice, Hongzhong, and you will inherit the position of Zuowangdao."

Although many patients call themselves God, Buddha, Taoist, etc., Su Tianfu is very clear that it is just the treatment process.

After all, if he admits that name, the news that the police cracked down on the cult gang will 100% appear on the homepage of major websites the next day. Those people have been staring at him for a long time.

He doesn't want to contribute to Sir Tan's white shirt.

"I'm serious!" Li Huowang looked around, spread out his empty hands, and said, "I have evidence."

Isn't this young man carried away by the joy of wealth?

It was the same when I made my first pot of gold. Later I found that everything went smoothly no matter what I did, so I gradually became indifferent.

Well, except for things involving Meng Zhending and buying lottery tickets, which were not 100% smooth, these two things became one of the few things that I looked forward to.

"Well, I believe you, Huo Wang, I saw it. You have a sword called Youthful Spirit in your hand. Damn it!!!"

Su Tianfu saw a purple-tasseled sword suddenly appear in the opponent's empty hands, and his voice suddenly rose to a pitch that even frightened the winter migratory birds on the lake, causing them to fly away one after another.

What did he see? !

Create something out of thin air? Fantasy materialized? Retrieving items from the air? Durex ON? !

It's not the kind of trick where you turn over your hand or put it in your pocket and take it out again, or it's like the frame-skipping scene in a movie. One second it was empty, and the next second it suddenly appeared.

"Time is running out, Brother Su!" Li Huowang looked at the stunned Su Tianfu and said, "Sanqing has united with other commanders, and they are preparing to assassinate you! You have to find a way to wake up!"

‘Li Huowang said I am God and Sanqing wants to kill me? ’ Su Tianfu, who was still a little dazed, slowly looked not far away. Meng Qi, who had just exclaimed and turned his gaze towards him, had a look in his face that said, “Are you going crazy?”

Stay like this for tens of seconds.

"Give me the sword and strike first." Su Tianfu's eyes suddenly became firm and he said softly: "No. Huo Wang, go and help me stab Meng Zhending. I will issue you a mental certificate and it will be out in half a year."

Li Huowang's eyes widened slightly. He thought the other party would deny it or needed more evidence, so he was ready to take out the longevity pill. But then you asked me to kill Meng Zhending? ? ?

But there seems to be no problem with the logic...

"It's not Brother Meng, it's Qing Wanglai! He is the Sanqing in this world!" Li Huowang said seriously:

"You and Brother Meng are both people from other worlds. Now you are devouring Yu Sheng's way of heaven, which led to the birth of your past in this world. Everything you have experienced is fake!"

"You were never Su Tianfu, you were Su Lin. Both Tian and Fu were obtained from Yu Sheng!"

As he spoke, he looked at the purple spike sword in his hand. "I got a message from them. As long as you encounter a life or death crisis, your body will affect the world and modify reality!"

Su Tianfu shuddered and suddenly woke up. He grabbed Li Huowang's hand and said:

"I was just kidding you! Huo Wang, I'm already awake! I'm your Brother Su!"

What a joke, no matter if this guy is mentally ill or has superpowers, if he stabs himself, he will really go to see God.

"Really?" Li Huowang looked happy and asked:

"Then you come back from Bai Yujing as soon as possible or send me a message in Daliang. Sister-in-law Irena is impatient and has been sending messages to ask you to wake up quickly."

"Oh, I'll go back right away. You wait for me in Daliang." Su Tianfu nodded and obeyed Li Huowang's words, but he was suddenly stunned: "Irena? Where did the two-dimensional fantasy novels come from?"

Li Huowang pulled out the sword in his hand, and the cold light shone on Su Tianfu's heart. "Ah! I remembered, Irena is waiting for me! Li Huowang."

What else can I do? I can only follow him at this time.

"I lied to you." Li Huowang had another dagger in his hand. He handed the dagger to Su Tianfu and said:

"You have nothing to do with Irena. Brother Su, stop pretending. You're not awake at all. You can tell me just by saying something casually."

"What?" Su Tianfu held the dagger, and Li Huowang once again showed his ability to pick up objects out of thin air in front of his eyes.

With more than ten years of medical experience, he couldn't tell whether Li Huowang was ill or whether he had finally become mentally ill. Maybe he should retire when he was thirty, instead of competing with Meng Zhending to see who was better. Be a professor.

After a long period of treatment, you become mentally ill!

"Put this dagger away for self-defense. It can be turned into special jewelry to pass the security check."

Li Huowang let the Zi Sui Sword disappear in his hand: "They can't do anything to you, but I'm worried that Qing Wanglai has other tricks, so I went to you directly for a showdown, and they will attack you soon."

"Are you serious?" Su Tianfu's eyelids twitched wildly: "What is this, a live-action version of The Matrix, where is the camera?"

Li Huowang shook his head and began to tell the other party the information he knew in a simple way. He did not mention the chat group directly because he was worried that Qing Wanglai would have other means of eavesdropping, but he roughly described several people outside this world. Friends he knew were waiting for him.

"Klein? My book is about Miss Klein the Fool! A literary girl with a bookish air."

Su Tianfu actually began to believe it in his heart, because Klein was a boy in the original setting. He was changed into a girl with the appearance of a witch, and his name in the setting was indeed Klein.

"The Secret of the Sun" is a novel modified by the words in my mind.

And there is Lu Mingfei. He did write a book "Dragon Tribe" in a magazine using a green-faced beast with a vest, but in order to cater to the Lily market, he also changed the protagonist's prototype to Lu Mingfei.

So do all those people exist?

Li Huowang did not continue to respond to Su Tianfu, but looked at the time and turned to leave. It seemed that he could not be awakened directly by words alone.

Watching Li Huowang return to the wooden pavilion along the lakeside path, Su Tianfu felt the cold touch of the dagger in his hand and took it in his hand to inspect it.

Different from the ancient long sword just now, this sword feels like a product of modern industry.

Turning it into jewelry, wouldn’t it be a black technology?

But after Su Tianfu measured it in his hand for a while, he discovered that the texture and appearance of the dagger should not be that simple industrial product, and it was also sharpened.

There is also a string of English engraved on it with a laser. Look which brand it is, eh, Stark Industries.

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Why did Marvel get involved?

What kind of stuff is sewn on here?

After accompanying Yi Donglai for a physical examination at Ruijin Hospital and confirming that there were no major health problems with Yi Donglai, the group took a taxi to the airport.

Dinner was casually arranged at the airport. Because of Li Huowang's operation, Su Tianfu was completely confused.

He took a bite of the shriveled, overpriced hamburger, chewing it for a few bites as if chewing wax, and from time to time he checked to see if there were any suspicious people nearby.

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Zhending asked.

"Shut up." Su Tianfu looked at Meng Zhending, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why is it that you are so safe, but I have to face such an outrageous plot?"

He now believed 70% of it, because the Meng Zhending in front of him looked much younger, as if he was in his twenties.

This was the second piece of evidence Li Huowang submitted when he was suspicious, something called Yang Shou Dan. After he gave it to an old teddy on the street, the other person started to make instinctive movements towards the big tree.

Suspecting that it was an aphrodisiac, he gave Meng Zhending some more. As a result, not a single white hair on his head was gone, and even his skin became much smoother.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Meng Zhending looked at Li Huowang in confusion: "What's wrong with him?"

"Nothing, Brother Meng, were you called Meng Qi before?" Li Huowang asked.

"Did he tell you?" Meng Zhending raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"That's right, my name was Meng Qi before. The name Zhen Ding was the name I used to have in Shaolin Temple. After I returned to secular life, I was a little reluctant, so I went to the police station to change my name."

"It seems that you know that I use my own name as the protagonist, hahaha."

Su Tianfu rolled his eyes. When he learned that this guy was really the protagonist in the book and that he was still a Sanqing, his heart was already racing like ten thousand wild horses.

[Dear passengers, flying to]

The group of people took their luggage and souvenirs and walked towards the aircraft check-in channel.

"Let me confirm again, the other party won't be crazy about blowing up the plane, right?" Su Tianfu asked with twitching corners of his mouth: "Am I really God?"

"Yes, you became God five months ago." Li Huowang answered truthfully:

"The other party has nothing to do with you under normal circumstances. Their original plan was to let me drug you or turn you into a vegetative state. If I don't do anything to you now, they probably don't have any good means."

"You just need to find a way to wake up quickly."

Five months. What was I doing five months ago? What do I really do?

"Thank you very much, then." Su Tianfu turned around and found that Meng Zhending was looking at him and Li Huowang with a suspicious look on his face. The mobile phone in his hand had already dialed a phone number starting with 021.

"Give me your cell phone!"

Soon, after a two-and-a-half-hour flight, the group arrived at the original city safely.

As Li Huowang said, until Su Tianfu returned to the Gospel Church, there were no attacks along the way.

After waving goodbye to Li Huowang, Su Tianfu came to his study and bedroom. Looking at the posters in the study, he lay on the chair and found a more comfortable position, closed his eyes and began to recall his life.

He had said before that he felt that his life was a bit unreal, and he could indeed detect something was wrong, but when he really had to face this falseness, his mood became a little subtle.

For example, you have your own memories from childhood to adulthood, and you have already reached the age where you will retire in more than ten years. Someone comes out and tells you that everything in the past is false, and you are involved in a world survival battle. In the relevant crisis, you are really a big shot.

Hmm. It’s pretty cool to be reasonable.

"Shouldn't there be hundreds of chapters to prepare for this kind of thing?" Su Tianfu slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a while, dazed, put an arm on his forehead, and said to himself:

"It's like the friendship in a shounen manga that works hard to win, then there's love and killing, the fight for artifacts, the dark cooking world, and finally facing the final boss."

Su Tianfu, who didn't know that he had replaced the final BOSS, was silent for a long time.

He rubbed his face, stood up and stretched, his eyes becoming a little lazy. "I feel a little bored. It's better to wake up and find out what the hell I'm talking about."

Bang bang!

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Su Tianfu said.

"Would you like a cup of hot milk?" Zhao Shuang pointed and held a tray with five cups of milk on it: "There is something wrong with your mental state. You have been a little nervous since the afternoon."

"Thank you, Xiao Zhao." Su Tianfu picked up a glass of milk, and when he thanked him, he remembered Li Huowang's introduction. The man in front of him seemed to be the projection of Changsheng Tian Siming.

"Is there something on my face?" Zhao Shuangdian looked puzzled.

"It's nothing." Su Tianfu shook his head. His eyes wandered to the other person's hand under the tray, which seemed to be pressing against something. "What's that you're holding?"

"Photo." Zhao Shuangdian said expressionlessly. She placed the photo on Su Tianfu's table: "Thank you."

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the study room with a few more glasses of milk, closing the door before leaving.

Only Su Tianfu was left to pick up the photo called "Thank You" for no apparent reason. It showed Zhao Shuangdian holding a sniper rifle. She took this photo at the comic exhibition wearing a white double ponytail wig. A cool photo of a smiling face.

"." Why is this a thank you gift?

Su Tianfu took a deep breath, put the photo on the table, washed briefly and then lay back on the bed.

He closed his eyes, but the lottery interface and system that he had always thought were hallucinations appeared in his sight.

Since Li Huowang said that he came from other worlds.

Assuming, assuming that Li Huowang is not a psychopath from some cyber superpower organization, everything he said is true.

[System Backpack]

Through his mind, he focused his vision on the things he had pulled out when he tried the authenticity of the lottery system before.

[General's cultivation level·Zhao Yun (one hour)], [Zhutian City Token], [The God of Luck's Foolish Play (An Unequal Miracle)], [Wings of Ashes], [Space Solution Equation]

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Are these things actually usable? Those five million points were not wasted.

I don’t know whether I made a profit or a loss.