Soul of Negary - 632

Zhu Ping’s consciousness didn’t know how long it took to fall before he woke up, but he found that he was no longer in the small house he assigned.

But in a weird country.

It is weird because, except for the ancient environment exhibition, Zhu Ping never had the opportunity to see this kind of rural scene again.

In an era when land is so precious, the existence of the countryside has long since disappeared.

Then a voice appeared in Zhu Ping’s mind, but the voice was like an antique radio, with a lot of noise and rigidity.

“From the horse thief…rescue…and get…reward…”

Zhu Ping analyzed it for a while before he could hear clearly what the words were saying, as if he had saved something from the horse thief. The most likely thing was this village or someone or some people in the village.

“Wait, did I fall into a virtual illusion?” Zhu Ping’s virtual reality technology was researched hundreds of years ago, but because it is too real, many people are addicted to it.

The federal government promulgated a law more than a hundred years ago, prohibiting the use of virtual reality technology for civilian use.

Therefore, the world of virtual games does not exist. Instead, the brain is the thing.

This has only developed a generation of things that have been offline due to the impact of virtual reality helmets. It will not bloom until the virtual reality technology is restricted.

Zhu Ping’s father died when Zhu Ping was 6 years old. He is now completely blurred about his father’s appearance, but he received his father’s belongings from the Federal Welfare Agency when he was an adult.

As for the mother, Zhu Ping didn’t even know her name.

This brain is extremely old-fashioned. He has not found out that it is a few generations of brains. It was also posted on social networks some time ago. He planned to see if anyone was interested in this kind of antique. Only after his brain broke. Think of this thing.

Unexpectedly, this kind of trouble would occur after using it once.

Zhu Ping hurriedly checked, but found that everything was extremely real. He had never experienced virtual reality, and he didn’t know if it was true or not.

But after waiting for a long time, he decided that he would rather believe it than not.

He hides his crappy figure, observes the people in the village, and finds that the place is really ancient. The physical quality of the people is far inferior to that of their time, and almost no one has ever practiced.

Even if there are, there are some superficial handles, which can’t be held on the tabletop, at least not on the tabletop of their time.

Their language Zhu Ping is very strange, because sometimes he can understand, but sometimes he doesn’t understand.

It was as if he had loaded a malfunctioning translation module.

Zhu Ping didn’t dare to be careless, and slowly blended into the environment here and got ready.

Finally, in a heavy rain, when the horse thief invaded, Zhu Ping, who assessed the strength of the horse thief, seized the opportunity to kill the leader of the horse thief, and drove the horse thief away.

Looking at the gazes of the villagers in fear, awe, and even worship, something seemed to have awakened in Zhu Ping’s heart.

He was just an ordinary person in the Xinghai Era, and he did not stand out in the crowd, but now he has achieved self-confidence, a pitiful but noble self-confidence.

“The mission… the settlement begins… back…” The shabby noise came, making Zhu Ping fearful of any accidents next.

Fortunately, Zhu Ping was transported to a dilapidated floating city soon.

Looking at this dilapidated city, Zhu Ping can imagine what kind of battle happened here.

Then he narrowed his eyes and saw a dilapidated sign: Xuantian.

Xuantian is a giant organization on the side of the Federation, and it can be said that 80% of the world’s cultivators are related to this organization.

But they can actually see their signs here, which also shows that the war here has a certain relationship with them.

Zhu Ping, who remained vigilant, walked among the ruins, and then heard a broken voice. After guiding him in the direction, after a little hesitation, he walked towards that way.

Soon after entering a basement, he saw a fairly well-preserved equipment.

Hundreds of light beams towered in the room, most of them were empty, and only a few of them contained human voices.

After Zhu Ping arrived, a person in the beam of light opened his eyes, and Zhu Ping couldn’t help taking a step back in fright. Then he reacted and stopped.

This person’s aura is really too terrifying.

“I didn’t expect that for so many years, someone could come here. I knew that guy would not die so easily.” The person said with interest, and when he looked closely, he found that his body in the beam of light was like a phantom.

“Is the lord calling me to come?” Zhu Ping asked cautiously.

“The one who called you was probably a guy who died a long time ago. He was unwilling to die like this, so you came here.” The man said: “Anyway, I still have to say to you, welcome to the main god space. , Rookie!”

“The main god space?” Zhu Ping’s expression changed. According to historical records, their world was called the main god world. The space named after the world, what place is this place.

“Ah, you can call me Yu Queyue, rookie, if I don’t expect it, there will be some things that you will do next!” the person said.

“what’s up?”

…

Zhu Ping’s expression returned to the real space for a moment. He pinched his face and made sure that the previous thing was not false. Then he took off the old-fashioned head and looked at it in a daze.

In that dilapidated space, the person who claimed to be Yu Queyue told him something and let him know the truth of this world.

In 326 years of the Xinghai calendar, the first collision with the world of flames was nearing an end. The once ruler of this world, the guy called the Lord God, failed in the invasion of the world of flames and was killed by backlash. Only a trace of consciousness was left. The main god world is reborn.

The main god controlled the main god space and cultivated a large number of powerful men named apostles, forcing the apostles to work for them, but at that time the apostles who had also injured a lot seized the opportunity and began to rebel against the main god.

Judging from the current situation, the victory or defeat is obvious. The apostles have won. They defeated the main god, killed his temporarily constructed body, eliminated the main god, and returned to reality, becoming one of the best giants in the federation.

More importantly, the main god has found himself now, trying to let himself repair the main god’s space and pick up the authority it once had.

Yu Queyue is also an apostle, and an extremely powerful apostle, but now in a state of soul data.

Some of the guys in history who can be called great historical figures are just some juniors in Yu Queyue’s mouth.

And now Yu Queyue has become his own instructor.

If the tycoons of the federation find that the main god has signs of resurgence, he may be destroyed without even consciousness.

It seems that it is safer to give up this point and stop taking care of the affairs of the Lord God.

But there seemed to be a flame in his heart, and he didn’t want to extinguish it.

But when I left the main god space before, I heard the broken voice saying something with all my strength, as if it was asking him to find something.

Zhu Ping pinched his head in his palm and made up his mind.