This endless world

Cold, shaking...

Zhang Heng, who was not fully conscious, felt as if he was in an endless void, falling continuously.

The surroundings were filled with endless darkness and cold, with nothing but the biting cold wind. The isolated silence froze my thoughts, and the feeling of helplessness eroded every inch of my skin that could sense the outside world, causing my body to tremble involuntarily, as if I would be swallowed up by this endless fear in the next moment...

Even if I try to struggle and find a glimmer of hope, I can only feel a stronger sense of powerlessness. The feeling of falling continuously seems to be repeating a certain inescapable fate, and the despair is as suffocating as the abyss. If I use an adjective to describe it, it would be...

——Infinite, terrifying.

…

"ah!!!"

With a piercing scream, Zhang Heng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly woke up. As soon as he woke up, beads of sweat appeared on his head. At the same time, he began to touch his face and body frantically. After confirming that he was unharmed and even his clothes and pants were properly put on, he let out a long breath...

——Damn it, this is so scary!

This was Zhang Heng's only thought at this moment. Although he still didn't understand what was happening to him, Zhang Heng's brain, heart, thoughts, and every cell in his body were trying their best to reject the feeling just now. It seemed that time had lost its meaning, and every second seemed like eternity. Only endless coldness and fear continued to accumulate...

"Fortunately it was just a dream, fortunately it was just a dream."

He shook his head and threw away the negative emotions from his mind. His eyes were sore and he felt that he had a nightmare. He stretched his body and smiled bitterly, saying to himself: "This dream is really strange. I still remember that I accidentally pressed a small program and entered the main god space. Now I think it was probably a dream of mine..."

"……Bar."

——Then, as Zhang Heng opened his eyes, the young man fell into a daze again.

What he saw was not the familiar room with a bed, a computer, and a bottle of fat otaku's happy water, but a desolate ruins - all objects and buildings were destroyed beyond recognition, as if they had experienced a doomsday catastrophe. Looking up at the sky, Zhang Heng's heart tightened. There was a huge black crack there, like a chasm between reality and despair, dividing the sky into two...

"Am I...still dreaming?"

There was no other reason to explain the scene before his eyes, which was like the final day of judgment. Zhang Heng's dull eyes wandered around, and his brain, which had been filled with endless fear, finally slowly regained some of its thinking ability.

He pinched his arm hard, and felt the real pain. As his mind gradually found its place in the chaos, his rationality was recaptured. Even though Zhang Heng still felt an indescribable sense of absurdity and inconceivability, just as the most famous wise man in his writing said, after eliminating all impossibilities, the only thing left is the truth.

Then, there is only one answer...

"That thing is actually real? Have I really traveled to an infinite world?"

After a brief moment of shock, his mind was replaced by ecstasy - yes, ecstasy. After all, Zhang Heng is the author of this world!

Although Zhang Heng, the author, is somewhat unworthy of his reputation, not only can he not change the settings in his works at will, but even if he wants to exchange two supermodels, he must comply with the rules of the current world. He has not paid much attention to the infinite world he created for a long time, and some readers do not understand the settings... But it doesn't matter! After all, Zhang Heng is the creator of this world and knows many secrets of the world. As long as he reveals a little information at will, why worry about the failure of his plan?

"Hehe, when I return to the real world, I will be blessed. By then, I will eat a bowl and pour a bowl..."

“Crack.”

Just as Zhang Heng continued to let out a Tang-like laugh and had already begun planning in his mind how he could become stronger and how he could go to the main god space to exchange for several BUG-level exchanges that he had specially created at the main god's place on a whim a long time ago, suddenly an extremely heavy sound came from the void.

——The boots seemed to be made of steel, and they made the sound of crushing stones as they stepped on the ground.

When Zhang Heng heard this sudden voice that was out of tune with the surrounding environment, he immediately turned his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from... But at this moment, the temperature around him suddenly dropped. Not only did a chill hit him in the face, but countless tiny ice crystals condensed in the air!

“A-choo!”

Zhang Heng was just a geek who had poor physical fitness due to staying at home for a long time, and he had just been diagnosed with physical weakness and kidney deficiency. How could he withstand the sudden drop in temperature? In addition, he was wearing light home clothes at the moment, with only a pair of slippers on his feet. Such equipment was obviously unable to resist the sudden cold wind, and he sneezed immediately.

However, the young man didn't care about his physical condition at all, but opened his jaw unconsciously. With a look as if he saw Godzilla, he stared at the figure that suddenly appeared from the void in front of him...

The pitch-black armor seemed to have been carved out of an eternal glacier, and every inch of it exuded a breath of coldness and death; the uniquely shaped helmet with spikes towering high was like an evil eye in the abyss, staring at all living things in the world; the rune sword Frostmourne in the right hand was flashing with a strange brilliance, and the blade was surrounded by cold air. Just one glance at it, and the soul seemed to be frozen by this cold power...

"W-Lich King...!?"

Although there seemed to be some differences in the style of the helmet and the details of the workmanship of the armor, Zhang Heng, who had played "World of Warcraft" for so long and had played Icecrown Citadel countless times, could naturally recognize it at a glance. The figure that appeared in front of him was the big boss who was extremely popular both inside and outside the game and at the same time highly recognizable!

—Oh no, could it be that I misunderstood, and I actually didn’t travel to the world of the infinite horror novel I wrote, but to the game “World of Warcraft”?

Thinking of what he was going to do before he passed out, Zhang Heng shuddered, not only because of the cold, but also because of fear. At this moment, he actually had the urge to take out his phone and post on Tieba...

《Urgent, waiting online, what should I do if I just enter World of Warcraft and see the Lich King Arthas spawn in front of me?》

Thinking of the deeds done by Arthas, the filial son, Zhang Heng's heart shuddered, and fine cold sweat broke out on his back unconsciously, and in the next moment, it was condensed into countless tiny ice crystals flashing with cold light by the cold air.

No matter from which perspective, Zhang Heng was doomed to fail after facing the Lich King head-on. The most despairing thing was that even he himself thought so. After all, this game was a hellish start. Even if Zhang Heng racked his brains, he could not think of any possibility of escaping the disaster...

"You, you, you... just kill me!"

Seeing the Lich King approaching him step by step, Zhang Heng's legs went weak immediately, but his pride as a time traveler didn't let him kneel down and beg for mercy... Of course, it is more likely that Zhang Heng understood the function of the "Frostmourne" in the other party's hand, and knew that he had no chance of survival.

——Goodbye, my life; Goodbye, my journey through time…

But what Zhang Heng didn't expect was that he had already prepared to sacrifice himself with the mentality of "live as a hero, die as a ghost hero". But until a few seconds later, he didn't feel the cold touch of Frostmourne on his neck, nor did he feel the chill that seemed to take away his soul.

…On the contrary, what came from in front of Zhang Heng was a female voice, a female voice mixed with impatience, confusion, annoyance, and extreme speechlessness.

"...This guy is the so-called 'creator'?"

What's going on?

Realizing that his life seemed to be temporarily saved, Zhang Heng slowly opened his eyes with a trace of confusion and uneasiness, and inevitably met the gaze of the "Lich King" in front of him. Even though the other party's face was covered by the helmet full of terrifying aura that seemed to suck people's souls in, Zhang Heng could still feel the contemptuous gaze coming from under the helmet...

...Wait, sound?

——Huh? Am I wrong? The Lich King is actually a woman?

——Or, in fact, I traveled to some unorthodox world line? Like Tyrande's dried bananas, or a night in Goldshire, or the evil warlock Aurelis?

At this moment, Zhang Heng's mind seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt. The amount of reading he had accumulated since childhood took effect, and his amazing wisdom was activated, connecting everything together. At the same time, his thoughts also slid in an improper direction...

"...I think that's probably not the case. He was just frightened for a moment."

Just as Zhang Heng was daydreaming, another voice that sounded very familiar suddenly rang out from the void. Then a young man in his twenties with pointed ears and four elemental spirits around him appeared, and looked at Zhang Heng with a complicated expression, and greeted him, "Nice to meet you, 'Face-faced One'..."

"I'm Zhang Heng."

Is this some kind of prank show? This must be some kind of prank show on TV? This can't be real, can it?

When Zhang Heng, a positive person who had just come into this world, saw this young man who had a face very similar to his own but obviously much more handsome, and who also called himself "Zhang Heng", he was stunned and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"I... am not... you?"

After a lot of inner struggle and thinking, and dancing for a long time, Zhang Heng, the positive one, finally seemed to have found some kind of explanation, an explanation that allowed him to accept all this. The young man suddenly realized, and slammed his palm and said, "So that's it, I am still dreaming... A-choo!"

"If you are deliberately playing dumb, then next time, I don't mind letting you feel the cold front of Frostmourne."

At the moment when Zhang Heng said this, the temperature around them dropped again, as if symbolizing Xue Na's bad mood. Facing the other party's extremely horrified eyes, Xue Na raised the rune sword horizontally and pointed it at the other party's throat with a bad tone: "Or do you want me to use a more radical method?"

"No! Wait!"

Feeling the chill of Frostmourne, Zhang Heng, the front man, suddenly felt an unprecedented killing intent and almost peed his pants... Driven by this extreme emotion, the young man screamed: "I have completely understood... I have completely understood my current situation!"

"Good to know." Xue Na snorted, retracted her arms from Frostmourne, and looked unkindly at Zhang Heng, the front man who was shaking like a chicken: "There won't be a next time."

"Why……"

Zhang Heng from the Zhongzhou team first looked at Xue Na beside him, then looked at Zhang Heng who was shivering with cold and confused, and finally snapped his fingers. Immediately, the fire elf Salamanda who was flying beside him opened his mouth and spit out a small flame, dispelling the coldness around him.

Zhang Heng of the Zhongzhou team seemed to be hesitant to speak, but finally said with a complicated expression: "Then, the positive person, as you can see, the one who pulled you here from the upper world is our Zhongzhou team..."

"I, I don't know anything!"

Hearing Zhang Heng from the Zhongzhou team speak, Zhang Heng, the positive person, immediately trembled like a sieve. He waved his hands in front of him and said, "I'm just an ordinary person with some special abilities. As for the positive person you mentioned, I have no idea what that means!"

Hearing this, Xue Na's eyes suddenly became more contemptuous, and she silently cast a look that said "that's it"... But the next moment, an ordinary, calm voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"Technically, he's not a true creator, but he does have some very special abilities."

Just hearing this voice, Zhang Heng, who was at the front, felt a great fear in his heart, and then the portal that opened and the two people who walked out from inside almost made him faint with a cry...

Chu, Chu, Chu...Chu Xuan!

Even more, there are two Chu Xuans! (End of this chapter)