Reborn 2005: The Internet Myth

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In early spring, the coolness of the night was enough to seep into the bone marrow. Yan Yuan hugged his arms and sat on the road, enduring the churning in his stomach and the desolation at midnight. Finally, he couldn't help it, and he vomited with a loud sound.

An unpleasant smell rose around him.

After vomiting for a while, until nothing could be vomited out, Yan Yuan wiped his mouth and cursed bitterly: "Fuck! I'll never drink again!" Then he smiled bitterly, saying "don't drink" is easy.

, how is this possible.

Perhaps because he had vomited completely, Yan Yuan's head was much clearer at this time. He forced himself to stand up, but failed. His body seemed to be out of control and he couldn't use the strength. He had to sit back again and sighed.

After taking a breath, I felt cold again, so I lit a cigarette shivering, just to add some warmth to my body.

He recalled that at the wine table, his only good brother Wang Hu was crying like a man in tears. Yan Yuan really didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to drink one cup after another with him, silently listening to his good brother's cries.

Resentment, but more of helplessness.

"Yuanzi, I feel so miserable!"

The whole story couldn't be simpler. Wang Hu is already twenty-eight years old this year, four years older than Yan Yuan. In rural areas, they should have gotten married and had children at this age. But Wang Hu has been in a blind date for two years, and there is no need for a hundred.

He's fifty, but no one can take notice of him.

Tonight, Wang Hu's mother was worried about her son's marriage. She was a little groveling to the girl when she was a child, almost begging her to be with her son. But Wang Hu couldn't stand his mother being wronged like this, and he was so angry with her.

After a quarrel, Yan Yuan was dragged out.

"Don't I just have no money?! What's wrong?! I have a vegetative father, what's wrong?! I once had a dream, I struggled, I worked hard, but now it's gone, what's wrong?!"

Listening to the accusations and tears flying from his best brother, Yan Yuan could only remain silent. But in his heart, he sighed, in today's society, you either have a father or you are rich, otherwise others don't respect you, so what?

Already?! What can you do?!

As for dreams, I just thought about them when I was a child. These days, they are no longer popular.

Thinking about himself, Yan Yuan smiled bitterly, how could he be any better? He was twenty-four years old and had accomplished nothing. At best, he was an IT guy, at worst, he was kicked. And he became a divorced person inexplicably.

Who could he talk to about the pain in his heart? If he hadn't been drunk and had no strength to shout, he would have really wanted to scream on the empty street and ask God why he was so miserable.

When he could exert some energy, Yan Yuan stood up unsteadily and walked slowly towards home. Even if he really didn't want to go home and face his parents' disappointed eyes and genuine concern.

, but he didn’t want his mother to worry about him and not sleep all night.

But he didn't notice that a black shadow was falling rapidly from the sky behind him, and almost no one could detect it under the cover of night.

By coincidence, the black shadow hit Yan Yuan on the shoulder. It was already difficult for him to walk, and he suddenly fell down and lay on the ground unable to get up for a long time. "Fuck! Who hit me in the middle of the night?!"

He turned over hard and sat in the middle of the road. He looked around but found no trace of pedestrians. Was there a ghost? Yan Yuan shuddered and looked around and found an object like a can lying quietly beside him.

I picked the thing up, but the street lights were dim and hard to see clearly. I only knew that it was a black jar, very light, and there were no words or pictures on the surface. It was just dark, with a metallic luster under the light.

If it were anyone else, he would probably just throw it away, but Yan Yuan has a hobby, collecting cans. Yes, those worthless cans. The cans he has collected now can build a wall.

And he didn't collect it deliberately, he just picked it up when he saw it on the street. If it was inconvenient, he didn't force it. It didn't matter the type, as long as it was cans. Yan Yuan himself couldn't remember when he started collecting

Yes, this habit is already deeply ingrained anyway.

Therefore, he naturally put this "UFO" that resembled a can into his pocket.

When he got home, he would inevitably be nagged by his mother. Yan Yuan drank too much and did not dare to say more. He just said it and went upstairs to his hut. Their family lived in the countryside on the outskirts of the city. The house was built by themselves. The only advantage was that it was enough

The two old men lived downstairs, and Yan Yuan himself lived upstairs.

After drinking a few glasses of water, he finally woke up from the wine, and Yan Yuan no longer felt sleepy. Anyway, he didn't have any formal work, so he simply turned on the computer and prepared to play games for a while. As soon as he sat down in the chair, he remembered that he was in his arms.

I also carried a can, and I took it out and was about to put it on my wall of cans, but I found that this "can" was a little different.

This cylindrical object did not have slightly concave ends, the edges were very smooth, and the whole thing had a charming metallic luster. Moreover, it was much harder than the can, but the weight was about the same. Yan Yuan squeezed it hard, and there was no dent at all.

Yan Yuan turned over and over to study this inexplicable thing. He didn't know where he touched it, but a bright light suddenly appeared on the column. This bright light went straight to the roof, and then spread out to the left and right again. Under his stunned gaze, it evolved into a huge

screen.

The picture on the screen changed, and the stars lit up one by one, and finally filled the entire screen. Then, a mechanical voice quietly sounded:

"Welcome to the Interstellar Alliance Register, the Interstellar Alliance welcomes you to join."

"Please wait a moment, positioning is in progress..."

The starry sky on the screen gradually enlarged, almost doubling every second. Soon, the entire Milky Way appeared on the screen, then the solar system, and then a very familiar blue planet slowly appeared on the screen.

Rotating slowly.

"Positioning successful. The planet is located in the solar system of the Pangea star field, the Milky Way galaxy, and has not yet been named."

"Dear human intelligent life, are you willing to become the CEO of your planet and join the Interstellar Alliance to strive for the prosperity of the universe and the continuation of life?"

What do you mean?!

When I picked up a can, how did it turn into the rhythm of a science fiction movie every second?! Yan Yuan couldn't help but not believe it. In fact, when the can was released on the screen, he firmly believed that this thing was definitely not from the earth.

Product. He has been involved in the high-tech industry of IT, so he still has this ability to distinguish.

After pondering for a moment, Yan Yuan asked: "What are the rights and obligations of the CEO?"

"The CEO of the planet can decide the development direction of the planet, become the spokesperson of the planet in the Interstellar Alliance, and obtain recognition and assistance from the Interstellar Alliance. At the same time, the CEO must ensure that all his actions are beneficial to the planet and beneficial to the planet.

Join the Star Alliance and make every effort to resist the Zerg to the death."

"Zerg? Are there really Zerg in the universe? Are there gods?" Yan Yuan became curious. Isn't this a replica of "StarCraft"?

"The Zerg are the most evil and darkest race in the universe. They are the enemy of all intelligent life. Every intelligent life should fight for the prosperity of the universe and the continuation of life, and use all efforts to resist the Zerg.

According to data, there are 137 races called gods in the universe. Which one do you want to know about?"

…

137 gods, can I go to your uncle?

When I thought about it, I had been living in a muddle for so many years. I always lamented that my life was stagnant. Occasionally I wanted to change, but I always looked forward and backward, fearing that it would be futile in the end. Then I lamented that I had no money, no power, no power, and I couldn’t catch those things.

With the opportunity above me, I continue to live this life unwillingly.

Now, isn't this an excellent turn of events?

"CEO, I did it!"