The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

Lu Yan was walking on the street. The flight was after nine o'clock, and after struggling for so long, it was already close to the early morning.

Although his driving certificate showed his residential address, it was in another autonomous prefecture.

It seems that not starving to death and finding a place to live are also one of the difficulties in this seven-day survival mission.

It's a pity that there is no difficulty at all for Lu Yan.

In fact, he doesn't need to sleep or eat.

His body has no need for this.

He would take the initiative to sleep and eat, but Lu Yan did it deliberately in order to pretend to be like a normal person.

He walked aimlessly and stayed in this world for seven days. Will he complete his mission?

Somewhat boring.

Lu Yan had asked Alex before if there was a god in this world, and the answer he got was that this world was the same as his own, and no one had ever seen a god with his own eyes.

If he hadn't suddenly appeared in a foreign country, Lu Yan would have thought he was still in his original world.

Didn’t it say that the God of Death is coming? Then where is the God of Death?

There were no pedestrians on the road, and the street lights on both sides were a little pale.

On a building in front of Lu Yan, a screw used to fix the billboard fell off due to age and rust.

A strange wind blew by.

Lu Yan just walked to the bottom of this building.

The billboard fell down.

He noticed that the muscles all over his body bulged like a rapidly running cheetah, and his body shot out at an inhuman speed.

Lu Yan barely ran out of the area where the billboard fell.

Only one arm was hit by the billboard and twisted into an exaggerated angle, with bones protruding from the end of the elbow.

The blood flow was endless and it was extremely frightening.

But his expression didn't look panicked, instead there was a hint of weird excitement.

Twice.

In just a few hours after he came to this world, he encountered two dangers.

The corners of Lu Yan's mouth raised.

"I take back what I just said, this world is quite interesting."

He stretched out his hand to straighten the broken arm again, and stuffed the protruding bones back into place.

I don't know when the blood has stopped pouring out, and the cracked part of the arm is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ooooooo!"

The siren sounded.

Lu Yan left the scene.

…

The sky has turned fish belly white.

Lu Yan had been walking aimlessly all night.

He touched his belly. Although he didn't need to eat, he had developed a habit over such a long time. If he didn't eat, he would always feel that something had not been done.

He saw that a breakfast shop across the road had opened, and was going to go there to have a meal.

At this time, a construction vehicle came around the corner. In the cab, the driver was drowsy. After driving all night, the driver was inevitably a little tired.

Suddenly, an overwhelming wave of sleepiness came over him, and the driver wiped his eyes with his hands.

Lu Yan, who was crossing the road, was hit and flew more than ten meters away.

When the driver realized what he had hit, he suddenly braked and got out of the car to check.

All the bones in Lu Yan's body were completely shattered. He lay in the middle of the road, quietly waiting for his injuries to heal.

After feeling that his body had recovered completely, Lu Yan got up from the ground and grinned at the driver.

The driver felt a little guilty. Seeing Lu Yan get up on his own, he asked with a hint of worry: "Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"Thank you. I'm fine. Just be careful next time."

Lu Yan dusted himself off.

He had a vague guess in his mind.

The next step is to verify whether this guess is accurate.

Lu Yan came to a bridge.

Under the bridge is a calm river.

He didn't take any measures and jumped directly without any hesitation.

Falling into the water, there was a splash.

The current suddenly changed direction, carrying Lu Yan, who was motionless, and rushed him to the shore.

Lu Yan was lying on the shore in a big shape, not caring that half of his body was still soaked in the water.

He is thinking about a problem.

He found that he seemed to be misled by the name of this world. When death comes, it does not necessarily mean that there is really a death.

It should be a natural phenomenon unique to this world and has no self-awareness.

Death is carried out rigorously with a unique logic.

After these several death incidents, Lu Chen discovered that the only limitation on the death of this god of death should be rationality.

For example, it is unreasonable to die suddenly while walking on the road, but it is reasonable to have a car accident while walking on the road.

The logic of this god of death is: any accident that may happen will definitely happen.

It cannot interfere with the operation of the objective world and must rely on actual matter.

I won't wear a black cloak and hold a sickle and say I want to kill you.

And it was tested by Lu Yan.

I found that this God of Death is somewhat similar to the Book of Life and Death in the folklore of his world.

Strictly record the events and times of death.

Lu Yan sat up cross-legged.

He held his chin with one hand and looked away.

Suicide is not allowed?

Or does it have to be an accidental death designed by the God of Death?

Well, this conclusion is questionable and needs to be tested again.

…

Alex foresaw that his friend Todd would die and hurried to Todd's house.

Unfortunately, it was too late. He stood at the door of Todd's house and watched the ambulance take away Todd's body.

Alex looked dazed, and he noticed a car parked next to him, and the two federal agents were also watching him.

Lu Yan was looking for a place to test his idea, and when he passed a building, he happened to see Alex who was in a state of despair.

"Hey, hello."

Lu Yan took the initiative to say hello.

When he was traveling around the world, he was fascinated by story-telling novels and dramas for a period of time.

There will always be a protagonist in the play. From his perspective, the world is a big drama.

Then the protagonist of this world should be Alex, a high school student who can predict the future.

Follow him and you might discover more.

"Ah, hello, eh? Who are you? Sorry, I forgot your name." Alex scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

After all, there were only a few survivors of the plane crash, and the others were classmates and teachers. There was only one outsider, who was so identifiable with black hair and black eyes.

"Well, my name is Lu Yan."

"My name is Alex."

"I know."

"ah?"

Lu Yan smiled kindly: "How could I not recognize you when you are so prominent on the plane? After all, you saved my life."

Alex was a little dumbfounded, although he thought this man was very friendly.

But this look seemed a little strange, it always felt like the look his grandfather looked at him.

Alex was about to go find Claire, the female classmate who spoke for him. He wanted to hear her opinion.

We are all survivors and have some sympathy for each other.

After Lu Yan suggested that they go together, the two walked to Claire's house together.