The online game Water Magician

Prologue

A young man wearing a black peaked cap pushed the iron door of the warehouse with his hand and turned on the lights inside.

The dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire warehouse, and a gray cloth bag placed in the center began to move violently, making a "humming" sound.

The young man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and then took out a lighter. His hands were shaking a little, and he couldn't light up the fire several times. Finally, he used two hands to finish it. He took a deep breath of the cigarette and calmed down his mood. Then

I looked at my watch and saw the stopwatch ticking.

He walked to the bag, squatted down and untied the rope from the mouth of the bag. Then he stepped back, revealing a solid man tied up inside. The man was about 40 years old, with a fat face and a bald head due to excessive sexual indulgence.

He was covered with a black cloth and his mouth was stuffed with a piece of rag.

He struggled hard, but his body was held by the young man's strong hands.

The young man took out the thing from the man's mouth.

"Who are you? Dare to kidnap me? Do you know who I am?"

The young man smiled contemptuously, chewed his cigarette and said, "Haha, who doesn't know Mr. Yang Ming, the head of the Yang family?"

"I know, but don't let me go yet. No one in this world dares to mess with our Yang family."

The young man kept his face silent and blew out the smoke. The smoke slowly floated into the air. He was suppressing his anger. He reached out and unhooked the man's black blindfold.

"Don't you really want to know who I am?"

Yang Ming slowly opened his eyes, and then the flesh on his face began to tremble involuntarily. His eyes widened, filled with panic.

"Four years ago, the fire you set burned my family to death, but not me. You went around investigating and chasing me, but you didn't know that I live next to your house and keep an eye on you every day."

"He Bing, you..."

The young man named He Bing had a look of solemnity on his face, with the flame of revenge in his eyes, and said: "What? Why don't you make a quibble? Say that you didn't do everything, although I won't believe it. Do you know that I have been waiting for four years?

, finally chose to kill you today."

"You can't kill me. I have a tracker on me. You will be found soon. Even if you kill me, you won't be able to escape." Yang Ming roared.

"Do you know that I'm an adult?" He Bing smiled weirdly. He liked to see Yang Ming's face slowly turn pale, "I can leave this world."

"He Bing, listen to me, as long as you let me go, I can give you everything you want."

"It's not necessary. I don't want to stay in this world anymore."

He Bing let Yang Ming continue to talk about the terms and stopped talking. He glanced at his watch again, then stood up, took a bucket of oil from the broken car outside, and poured the oil on his head regardless of Yang Ming's desperate pleas.

"I'll let you try it, the feeling of being burned by flames." He Bing gritted his teeth.

Yang Ming already knew that his fate was sealed and started to curse.

"He Bing, you beast, what's the difference between you and me? Come on! Kill me. Do you think you can live a good life if you escape from this world? That world is more cruel. Hahaha."

He Bing turned around and started walking out. He had already heard the roar of cars in the distance, and Yang Ming's family came to rescue him.

"You kill my whole family, but I only kill you."

He Bingdao.

He threw the cigarette butt in his hand at Yang Ming, watched the flames light up, turned around and got on the motorcycle.

Yang Ming began to scream fiercely. He Bing wanted to listen for a while longer, but he knew it was too late. He started the engine and moved forward at high speed.

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The motorcycle was speeding through the business district, followed by a group of black cars. He Bing was very familiar with this place and used the alleys to go around and around to get rid of the followers.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at his destination. It was a dilapidated residential area. He quickly climbed up the stairs. This was a building. For several years, he hid around like a dog. Finally, he boldly chose this place. Not far from here, it was Yang Ming's house.

Yang Ming would pass by this big company every time, but he never knew that He Bing, whom he had been worried about, was hiding under his nose.

He Bing climbed up to the fifth floor and lay on the door panting. The key in his hand fell to the ground. His hands were shaking. He knew that someone else could track him and would come soon. The door was finally closed.

Open it, and immediately close the door after he enters, dragging the refrigerator and sofa to block the door.

He quickly turned on a cabin-type device, which was covered with data cables and surrounded a two-meter-long platform in the middle. He put a helmet also covered with data cables on his head.

The helmet and the warehouse-type equipment are integrated. He Bing was lying on the platform, panting violently, looking at the ceiling, and waiting.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots and screams came from outside, and the Yang family killed all those who interfered. Someone climbed up the stairs, and He Bing seemed to hear footsteps.

He fumbled for his cell phone in his pocket and sent a message in a group chat room.

Ice Soul: "I'm ready, what about you?"

Recalling the past: "Brother, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Feng Yi: "You went there, I thought you suddenly didn't want to come in?"

Ghost Swordsman: "Brother, are you fooling around there again?"

Ice Soul: "Haha, I just went out and set a fire. Okay, let's go in together."

Someone was pushing the door. After they found that the door was blocked, they began to hit it with their bodies and kick it with their feet, making a loud noise.

He Bing pressed the button.

"Ding, do you choose to enter the [Second World]?"

"yes."

"It has been detected that you are an adult and can enter. Your spirit will be transferred to the [Second World] in the form of data and you will live there forever. Are you sure?"

"confirm."

Countdown is in progress.

"10"

"9"

"8"

"Crack!" There was a crack in the door and it was about to break open. He Bing glanced at it and muttered silently: "Quick, quick, quick."

"7"

"6"

"5"

The door broke in half with a bang, and a strong man stuck his head and half of his body in, holding a gun in his hand.

"Fuck, he's preparing to enter the [Second World]."

The strong man looked surprised.

"Hurry up and shoot him with a gun and let him go. We will all die."

"4"

"3"

Bang, a shot hit He Bing in the chest. He Bing groaned in pain, feeling that his heart was pierced and blood gushed out from his throat.

"2"

"1"

"0"

He Bing's vision went dark, there was no sound around him, and he was confused. He didn't know whether he was dead or successfully entered the [Second World].

The boundless darkness, unable to think, can only feel one's own existence. Maybe death is the same, everything turns into nothingness. Even death is worth it, the family feud has been avenged, and the goal of his life has disappeared. But the best time

Living in revenge makes him feel that this life is too useless. If possible, he certainly wants to use the remaining time to create his own world.

A stream of green data slowly lit up the darkness.

"Ding, welcome to [Second World]" the system made a sweet voice.

He Bing wanted to laugh wildly, laugh loudly, and laugh with all his strength.

Goodbye, that cruel world.