The King of Special Warfare

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Wang Xiaoyao subconsciously took a step back and his body touched the table behind him.

There was unconcealable confusion and self-doubt on his face.

In his office, he saw his body.

I am dead?

no...

What the hell did I do to die?

He tried hard to recall his 'life', but found that he could no longer remember all the relevant memories, and he didn't know what he had done, and then he suddenly appeared in this ghost place, and then he died. ..

If you really die.

No, no, no, that's not right. If the thing in front of you is really your own body, then what is your current state?

soul?

Who has seen the soul that was blocked by the desk when he stepped back and almost fell on the other side of the desk?

Wang Xiaoyao shook his head vigorously, remained silent for a long time, and then said: "Dream... it must be a dream."

What was happening before me was ridiculous and even a little funny.

In the real world, he has done nothing, and the current situation will not immediately threaten his safety. He is not surprised that his death will end, but in any case, it cannot be at this time point. Could it be that he is too stressed? , so you fell into a mental state similar to hallucination?

"You seem unwilling to accept reality."

The young man's voice rang again. His voice seemed to be very far away from here. It was layered and sounded a little ethereal. However, the other person spoke very quickly and his voice was clear. His talkative nature was extremely obvious and he could not give it to anyone. What unfathomable mysterious feeling makes it seem so real: “Why can’t you accept it?

Isn't this the ending you've wanted all along?

Self-sacrifice, self-motivation, contribution, and responsibility sound particularly tragic. You are still so middle-class in your thirties, and your mentality is very young. Aren't you afraid of death? The facts are all in front of you. Is there anything you can't accept? of?

Is there not the memorial service you were looking forward to? There is no way, the situation is special, you can only say goodbye to your own body, you are dead, dead, dead, dead, dead... Do you go and check your body? It's a bit miserable. If you don't go, it will get cold in a while. "

Wang Xiaoyao's face was livid, and he felt that the corners of his mouth, forehead, and even his entire facial features were twitching. The other party was not only talkative, but also had a bad mouth. It was natural to ridicule him. What about being a middle-class soul with a young mind? It was naked. The most important thing is that the other party spoke too fast and the content was clear, but in fact there was no punctuation mark when speaking. A bunch of sounds came out, plus the sarcastic content. Wang Xiaoyao's blood pressure went up when he heard it. .

If he still has blood pressure in his current state...

"Hiding one's head and showing one's tail is nothing. If you have the guts to speak out."

Wang Xiaoyao took deep breaths several times before calming down, and spoke in a cold voice.

He still couldn't confirm what was going on.

But no matter what the situation is, whether he is dead or not, the voice in his ear will at least be a useful clue. Since the other party can communicate, Wang Xiaoyao will naturally not remain silent.

"I do not dare to go."

The voice in my ear spoke without hesitation, and the voice was very confident: "The place around you is as dirty as a doghouse. No, no, the place around you is just like a pile of dog shit. Until it is cleaned up, let's stay away and talk." It’s nice to chat.”

"Creak...crack..."

Wang Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Who are you?"

"I told you that I am your ancestor, why why why don't you believe it? Do you need me to come up with something to prove my identity, but I don't dare to..."

"Do you want me to call you ancestor directly next?"

Wang Xiaoyao knew that the other party was going to say a bunch of meaningless nonsense when he heard it halfway, so he interrupted the other party's chatter and asked calmly: "You don't have a specific name? Or do you think you are the ancestor of everyone? "

The voice paused for about ten seconds, as if Wang Xiaoyao felt uncomfortable being interrupted. After a long while, he said lazily: "You can call me the Rain God.

Of course, I, the rain god, don’t care whether it’s windy or rainy, just because of my name...”

"Rain God?"

Wang Xiaoyao sneered and interrupted the other party again: "You dare to call yourself a god, but you don't have the guts to get close to me?"

This time the other party was silent for a long time.

After a full minute, the voice rang again, and it became very serious and solemn: "Can you not interrupt me? If you continue like this, we will stop talking."

"..."

Wang Xiaoyao is somewhat aware of the characteristics of talkative people, but is it a bit too much to be so obsessed with talking?

He held his breath and nodded: "Okay, you say it and I listen."

"Actually, I don't like the name Rain God either. It's embarrassing, okay? If people at the same level hear it, they'll think there's something wrong with my state."

The Rain God let out a long sigh: "But there is no way. After all, it has to carry enough luck. The title of God is sometimes more convenient for collecting faith and converting it into luck.

In fact, it is not necessary. I... Well, although I am not the top, I can definitely stand at the top level. Issues such as collecting beliefs and transforming luck are trivial to me, but Well, my brother has higher expectations for me, so I chose a clever way to name him, so that I can have more energy to do other things.

This is not a rare thing. Well, it is actually quite rare. After all, there are not many people like me.

Rain God...Rain God...

This name is not good. I don’t like it very much. Even before I was promoted, I was embarrassed to say hello to others. I am such a talkative person...sigh..."

"..."

Wang Xiaoyao looked dull.

He thought that the other party would be able to say something useful after talking for a long time, but what exactly did he hear?

Does what he said have even one penny to do with him?

Since you call yourself a god, why don't you dare to approach me?

Who are you and why are you connected to me?

What the hell is going on with me now?

No, bro, you didn’t say anything?

As for why you are called the Rain God, is that none of my business? ? ?

That’s what he thought, so he simply said: “Does this have anything to do with me?”

But a normal person, Wang Xiaoyao, would not be so rude.

But the other party was still talking nonsense when he was in this situation. Wang Xiaoyao was a little impatient no matter how high his emotional intelligence was.

"Share. Do you understand sharing? Young people are too impatient, which means we are far apart. If you were a few generations of my descendants, I would definitely give you a good education. You didn't know that back then..."

"Say! Point! Yes! Use!"

Wang Xiaoyao's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, and he interrupted Yu Shen's words again.

Rain God was silent for a moment again. It seemed that every time he was interrupted, he had to adapt to find his rhythm, just like having a CD for his speaking skills.

"Okay, you interrupted me again while I was talking, I took note of it."

The Rain God spoke silently, rarely saying just one sentence.

Not only is he a talkative person, but he is also extremely petty. Where did this madness come from?

Wang Xiaoyao collapsed a little.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Fuyu. It's not a coincidence. It's the one you think of. From the Wang family, to the royal family, to the Beihai Wang family, to Wang Fuyu of the Beihai Dynasty, your lineage is not my direct descendant, but I call myself There's nothing wrong with saying "ancestor", right?"

The rain god's voice was casual.

Wang Xiaoyao's eyebrows rose: "Who are you?!"

"I'm not in the mood to lie to you, and I'm too lazy to tease you. That's the truth. Our family was doing well after my brother disappeared in his later years. Most of the first group of Wang family members have walked into the starry sky. There should be some in Beihai. This record, of course, is not a record about the starry sky, but a vague record about mechanical creatures like dragons. I wonder if you have ever come into contact with them?"

Wang Xiaoyao was stunned as if struck by lightning.

What the other party said casually should be regarded as one of the best-protected secrets of the Beihai Wang family, but it is of little use.

There are indeed related records in Emperor Bing Mountain, and they are quite vague. The entire record contains no more than fifty words, including the sentence about the ancestors riding a dragon. The real ones are like meaningless adjectives...

Wang Xiaoyao's heart beat fiercely, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

The other party mentioned the initial period of the Beihai Wang family.

Moreover, in the family history records, Wang Xiaoyao remembered clearly that their ancestor did have a younger brother.

Wang Fuyu's name is still engraved on the Wang family's hero stone in Beihai, which is not too far away from the location of Lin Xuanyuan, the first generation war god of Central Continent.

And the records seem to clearly mention that Wang Fuyu is indeed a super talkative person...

Could it be that he is really an ancestor?

Wang Xiaoyao found it a little difficult to accept it, but in the current environment, this situation was already bizarre enough, and there seemed to be nothing surprising about the addition of an additional ancestor.

"Why don't you speak? I hate ineffective communication. If you don't say anything, what's the difference between me and talking to the void?"

The Rain God's voice seemed a little dissatisfied.

"I...um..."

Wang Xiaoyao pondered for a while. He didn't dare to identify his ancestors, but he didn't dare to shout that I am your ancestor anymore.

"You are hesitant and have no focus in your speech. You don't look like a man. How about I teach you to sing a song?"

"..."

Are you crazy...

Wang Xiaoyao's mind was filled with questions. He didn't understand how the other party had the nerve to say that his speech was unfocused, and why he had to sing a song when he was hesitant to speak?

Regardless of whether the other party is really an ancestor, Wang Xiaoyao is now a little worried about the other party's mental state.

He constantly adjusted his mood, stabilized his mentality, and said in a deep voice: "I just want to know what is going on with all this I am going through now."

"I have already said that you died, first in reality, and then again here.

You can understand that in reality it is your body that dies, but here it is your soul that dies. As for you now, it is your last purified consciousness. "

The rain god answered clearly.

Wang Xiaoyao's heart sank. He didn't dare to believe the Rain God's explanation, but he didn't dare not believe it.

Own...

Really dead?

But how did he die?

The body dies first and the soul dies later. Is this such an exaggeration?

"But I don't remember anything."

Wang Xiaoyao was silent for a while and said softly.

The Rain God snorted: "What else do you want to remember? In the last period of time when you were in reality, you were no longer you, so what can you remember? Don't you know what you did?"

During the last period of reality... I wasn't me?

Wang Xiaoyao opened his mouth and retorted instinctively: "I didn't do anything."

"You met Jiang Shangyu."

The Rain God said calmly: "To be precise, you saw a piece of shit. His name actually has Yu in it. It shouldn't be, it's so inappropriate. The Yu in my name is not the same as his Yu, you understand. ?”

"clear."

Wang Xiaoyao chose to tell lies with his eyes open.

The Rain God roared again: "Jiang Shangyu's state is a bit strange. He has very few chaotic elements, but his level is extremely high. We call the chaotic creatures at that level 'Unknown', followed by 'Doomsday'," 'Lord', 'Killing God', and 'Destiny' are concepts used to describe the opponent's level.

At the unknown level, many phenomena are beyond our understanding, so I will only talk about the results.

Your meeting with Jiang Shangyu was the cause of your death.

To a certain extent, you were already dead from the moment you met him, but not completely.

In that state, you are Wang Xiaoyao and Jiang Shangyu. You are also in chaos. You are an indescribable thing.

After you met Jiang Shangyu, do you remember anything specific? "

Wang Xiaoyao pondered for a while. He had no answer to this question, and even the memory of meeting Jiang Shangyu was a little blurry.

"Under normal circumstances, you would be hopeless."

The Rain God smiled: "But you are lucky. The one from the Xi Dynasty woke up in time. His awakening severely damaged Jiang Shangyu. We caught a loophole in the chaotic rules, so you had the opportunity to appear here. This is a story.

In this story, the sword intention of the God of Death can help you cut through the concept of chaos, but because chaos has no rules, at least not the rules we know, the sword intention of the God of Death will also kill you.

But you will leave behind a consciousness that originally belonged to you.

This is the best ending. "

"So, you saved me?"

Wang Xiaoyao was silent for a long time before he asked hoarsely.

"I don't have the ability."

The Rain God denied: "I am still half a step away from killing the God. It was Sister-in-law Lingxi who saved you."

Congeniality...

Huangfu...

Wang Xiaoyao's face suddenly twitched. He knew who the other party was talking about. Although he was not sure whether what Yu Shen said was true, at least what the other party said was becoming more and more true.

Huangfu family...

"So, you are indeed dead. The result of meeting Jiang Shangyu is destined. Now that you can leave a trace of consciousness, it is already a good result."

The voice of the Rain God is still saying: "Are you really not going to say goodbye to your own body? It is still very important to attend your own memorial service. The sense of ritual is still very important. I can give you one, two, three, four, five, six or seven suggestions. Do you want it?" listen?"

Wang Xiaoyao was in no mood to reply.

He glanced at his body again, or to be precise, his dead soul, with indifferent eyes.

He had imagined his own ending, many endings, but never thought that he would die in such a way.

He still has a lot to do.

Many, many things...

"If you're dead, what's the point of anything else?"

Wang Xiaoyao said calmly.

"For you..."

Rain God somewhat agreed: "Indeed."

Wang Xiaoyao's consciousness took a few steps forward and came to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, he looked at the vast starry sky from the ordinary perspective of an ordinary person. He could only see endless darkness and more distant stars. Other than that, there was nothing.

Wang Xiaoyao stood quietly, his whole figure turned into a sculpture.

"You have no plans?"

The Rain God's voice seemed to become clearer.

"I'm already dead, what else can I do?"

Wang Xiaoyao laughed to himself.

"This is actually possible."

Rain God suddenly said: "Have you ever thought about developing in a different world? What I mean is...

time travel. "