"Congratulations, you were the first to wake up."

The voice sounded in my ears.

It sounds nice, but with compassion, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

The boy opened his eyes in such a voice.

He seemed to be in a small alley, surrounded by walls made of vermilion bricks, and was randomly graffitied with airbrushes.

The boy did not stand up, but looked around with the corners of his eyes.

He was not the only one lying on the ground. Seven or eight men were lying next to him, and a woman was squatting beside him, staring at him curiously. In addition, there were three people standing not far away, leaning against the wall and looking into the distance.

They were dressed in strange clothes, the woman was wearing a corset made of linen, and her head was blocked with a hood. Among the other three, one was wearing soft silver armor, which looked very imposing; the other two were wearing casual clothes, one was tall and thin, with high cheekbones, and the other was gentle with glasses.

“Where is this?”

The mind returned to himself, and the boy seemed to be able to speak.

But after muttering to himself, the silent memory began to revive.

Blood burst out from memory.

Soaked his hands.

In my memory, he seemed to try hard to grasp something.

But there is a completely broken picture in front of me.

Can't see anything clearly.

Nothing can be reached.

But he wanted to catch it because he remembered that it was a very important thing!

What exactly is it!

"What's wrong with him?" Seeing the boy stunned for a moment, the woman next to him shook her hands in front of him curiously.

"Elf, come back, this is the memory reset after the newcomer comes in."

"Is it what you told me before that logical thinking is afraid of self-adjustment of the spirit that cannot withstand the impact of death?" The elf turned his head disdainfully, "It's really something that only the weak will do."

The boy did not notice the conversation between the two. Countless memory fragments rolled and reorganized like storms in his mind, but were broken again and again by his subconscious. The latter wanted to put more logical results to prevent the damage that scene caused to his memory.

This is what the man said, memory reset.

But this young man repeated the last moment in the storm of memory.

Some things cannot be forgotten until death.

For example, his name is Jiang Chuge.

For example, he is already dead.

...

Because of the boy's persistence, the memory began to become clearer beyond the subconscious.

He finally remembered what his hands wanted to grab.

What he wanted to grab was his mother's hand.

But he couldn't catch it, and could only watch his mother breaking in front of him like a porcelain doll.

"Hey, is he stupid?" The elf stayed for a while, and saw that Jiang Chuge had not yet come back to his senses, and couldn't help but turn around and ask the soft armored man.

"Elf, you have been an old man who has experienced several mission worlds. Don't squat there and check if the new man is awake?" The man replied angrily.

"I just think the horror at that moment when they woke up was very interesting," the elf seemed to be laughing, but her smile was a little cruel. Then she turned her head slightly to look at Jiang Chuge, "But I don't like his expression, sometimes it looks too scary."

The people next to them began to wake up one after another.

The elves' attention was attracted, so no one noticed that the boy's expression became particularly hideous at the last moment, like a man-eating beast.

Jiang Chuge woke up.

There was still a broken picture in front of him. He covered his eyes slightly, trying to block it, but how could the things that existed in his memory be blocked with his fingers?

Without wanting to touch it, the boy could only try his best to turn his attention to other places.

So the boy looked up and looked out of the alley.

It was a main road, and convenience stores and stations were lined up in the same street. The buildings were low and old, all with classic red brick walls. There were many tall buildings farther away, lined up in the air, as if showing off the prosperity of the place where they were.

There were many pedestrians, mostly white. But no one noticed the situation of pedestrians lying in the alley. Even if someone saw it, he just turned his head calmly, as if he turned a blind eye to all this.

No, it is not ignored. Anyone will at least have a change in his eyes when he sees a large area of ​​people lying on the ground.

But they didn't, it was like...

It seemed like something blocked their sight and made them really unable to see us.

Jiang Chuge didn't know what happened, but after seeing the unreasonableness, he subconsciously touched out. Before he could stick his finger out, he touched a transparent thing. It was very hard, and felt a bit like glass, but the shape was completely invisible...

"That is the protective cover of the final city, protecting us from being overshooted when we first enter the mission world. After the mission begins, the protective cover disappears and we will be completely integrated with the world."

At some point, the elves appeared next to Jiang Chuge again and explained to him.

The Final City, what is that?

Mission World? What is it?

Why does this all sound like a copy of a game?

After forcing myself to start thinking, the chaotic fragments in my memory can be ignored, but everything in front of me is even more incredible.

Jiang Chuge knew every word of the elves, but after they were connected, they were particularly unfamiliar. He thought in a daze and left the elf aside.

The latter pouted, "Sure enough, not a likable person, just like I thought."

At this time, a series of applause attracted the attention of most people.

All the people lying on the ground woke up, they climbed up from the ground, either patted the soil on their bodies, or began to ask what was going on.

The noisy sound began to get louder and louder, but the young man in soft armor just clapped his hands gently and suppressed all the sounds.

"Congratulations to all newcomers and adventurers for resurrection."

This is the first sentence of the young man, which confirms Jiang Chuge's original idea.

He was indeed dead, otherwise how could he have rebirth?

"Maybe you are still wondering and troubled by the memories you think are wrong, but what I want to tell you is that your memories are not wrong. Each of you, including us veterans, is dead, and dies." The soft armored man stood up straight, and Jiang Chuge then realized that this Chinese man was very tall and tall, looking like a knight.

Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths when they listened to the soft armored man's words, because the man's words were too shocking.

If it weren't for the fact that there was such a memory in my memory, I guess everyone had already started to complain.

The soft armored man was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, so he continued to tell other things.

Although everyone was still confused, it did not prevent them from continuing to listen to the words of the soft armored man.

Only Jiang Chuge stayed in the crowd and saw a storm of waves shattering in his mind. He did not accept the reset of memory, so he accepted the fact that he was dead earlier than everyone else.

But he was the only fact among the people that he could not accept him here.

That man actually said they are in New York at this moment?

What a joke, how could he stay in this place far away from his home?

He must go back because his mother's body is still alone with those two people!

How could he get those two people close to his mother!

So even if that man said that they were no longer in their original world.

He must go back, even if he travels through the entire universe!

"Like lies, all lies!"

Just as Jiang Chuge was about to stand up, another middle-aged man finally raised doubts. He stood up staggeringly, "This is just your prank! Do you think I don't know that there must be cameras nearby!"

He was wearing a suit and looked like he was a white-collar worker or even a company executive.

He refused to believe that all this was true, and refused to believe the memories in his mind.

If a person persists, he can deny everything he sees. The more rational a person is, the less he cannot accept cognition beyond common sense. This is fully reflected in middle-aged men.

Jiang Chuge watched the man in suit stand up, and the newlyweds who had already been order began to be noisy again. Then, under the guidance of the soft armored man, Jiang Chuge saw the woman named Elf walking towards the man in suit and standing less than one meter in front of the man in suit.

The imagined persuasion and conversation did not happen. The elf was too quiet, and she didn't know where to take out a giant bow and a wooden arrow that was as tall as one person.

The huge bow body suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

The bow was slowly straightened, and the sharp arrow flashed with cold light.

The elf looked at the middle-aged man coldly, "What a pity. If you don't believe it at all, then do you believe that I will shoot the bow and arrow through your head in the next second?"

Silence, gasp.

The people around felt the chill emitted by the elves and couldn't help but shrink back because they felt that the woman seemed to be so fucking.

Jiang Chuge's eyes lit up again. Among them, he was the only one who had felt the chill, not long before his death.
To be continued...