The get out of class bell woke Xu Qian up from his sleep. He stretched out his arms as if nothing had happened, wiped his saliva, and completely ignored the class teacher who was looking at him from the podium.
Students with good grades are privileged, especially in the third year of high school.
Although Wang Peng, the head teacher, watched Xu Qian sleep for the entire class, he pretended not to notice and kept comforting himself in his heart. Xu Qian was just too tired from studying. He should use the class time to take a break.
It's also a normal thing.
Nanhai City is located in the south, and the sun is already shining brightly in April. Xu Qian looks at the increasing number of pedestrians on the school road downstairs, and then looks at the few white clouds hanging high in the blue sky, recalling the past few months.
What happened seemed like a dream compared with the quiet and peaceful life at this moment.
About three months ago, he woke up from a metal alloy cabin, like a newborn baby, full of curiosity about the world he saw.
But after all, he is not a baby, but a young man with an 18-year-old body. He even has sporadic broken memories.
The memory was very fuzzy, so fuzzy that it could be ignored. He didn’t know his name or where he was, except for the scene of a few people who were covered in special clothes and couldn’t even tell their gender giving him injections.
Outside, he almost forgot everything. The clothes of those people were white, but among the whites, there seemed to be a group of black shadows. He couldn't remember clearly. He really couldn't remember anything.
He was completely naked, but he wore a mask on his face. The mask continuously provided him with oxygen. He felt that the mask was in the way and pulled it open, but found that he could not breathe at all, so he immediately put the mask back on. This should be when he
Start the oxygen supply only after you wake up.
He stepped on the ground, and the coldness of the ground spread to the soles of his feet, but he didn't care because a black box made of unknown material in front of him caught his attention.
"What is this?"
In this small space, there is only such a box, which is obviously reserved for him after he wakes up.
There is a line of words written on the top of the box: 1673 Awakening Envoy, when you become a strong man, you will know what happened. Remember, complete your mission.
"1673? Does it mean me? What is the awakener?"
He didn't think much, he knew he had no choice and opened the box.
There was a dark green oblate block stored inside. The moment he stretched out his hand to touch it, a large amount of information poured into his mind.
"It's over, I've been tricked!"
Almost immediately, he lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, it was on a barren mountain.
"Grimes?"
When he woke up this time, there was a lot of information about the Grimoire in his brain. He immediately realized that the information that flooded into his brain and caused him to fall into coma again was the information from the Grimoire.
"That's it for this class. Classmate Xu Qian, please come to my office." The head teacher noticed that Xu Qian didn't seem to hear him and increased the volume, "Classmate Xu Qian——"
Wang Peng's call interrupted Xu Qian's memories, and he turned his head and looked at the class teacher blankly.
If it were someone else who slept through a class and the teacher still didn’t respond when he called his name, there would definitely be no good results. But Wang Peng still had a smile on his face and said, "Come to the office with me."
Xu Qian responded and lazily followed Wang Peng out of the classroom.
There was a lot of discussion among the students in the class.
"Hey, why do you think Lao Wang called Xu Qian? Could it be that he fell asleep in class?" Zhang Qiang is a busybody in the class and is most interested in the gossip of his classmates.
"How could it be? Doesn't Xu Qian often sleep in class? Even if he doesn't sleep, he won't listen to the class, but which teacher dares to have an opinion?" Chen Xiaolu's family conditions are considered good in this aristocratic school, and she is generous and class-friendly.
The popularity here is good.
Zhang Qiang tilted his head, "That's right. Lao Wang was smiling just now. This attitude shouldn't be a bad thing."
"What are you worrying about? Are you familiar with Xu Qian? Even if you want to get acquainted with them, they may not pay attention to you!" Jiang Tao usually dislikes Xu Qian's arrogant and unsociable attitude.
A transfer student should think of ways to quickly integrate into the class, and should worry about being ostracized and neglected by his classmates. This is good, but Xu Qian does not have the consciousness that a transfer student should have, and instead treats his classmates with enthusiasm and indifference.
"Jiang Tao, don't talk about him like that. No matter what, Xu Qian is always first in our class, even first in the whole grade. He is helping our class gain face." The monitor, Ma Weichao, has always been the first in the class.
One, top ten in grade, but since Xu Qian came, he could only be ranked second. It is unclear whether he is convinced or not, and whether he has any resentment towards Xu Qian for taking his first place.
"You said that when Lao Wang came to Xu Qian, could it be about the land of the Gods of War?" Ning Xue's family is within the system, and usually some local news comes faster, so her words are still heard in the class.
A certain amount.
"The place where gods fight?" The students all looked surprised.
Land of Gods is a game that has caused a sensation across the country in the past six months. Almost everyone knows about it. The information technology it embodies that transcends the times stuns everyone who knows it for the first time. However, it has gradually been accepted by the public.
Even accustomed to it. Just like when Chinese people came into contact with trains for the first time, they were naturally surprised at first, but then they soon became accustomed to it.
"Yeah, I heard my dad say yesterday that a document was issued from above, requiring at least one student from every class in every high school to participate in the competition. It's not just universities, there are at least five people in a class who sign up." Ning Xue had a more expressive expression.
He was so serious that all the students around him were stunned.
"Can a game have so much power? And it's compulsory to participate? This is too fantasy." Wei Dong, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but interject. This guy never plays games and even regards games as...
Flood beast.
"God War is a different game. Don't compare it with other games. There is no comparison at all." Li Xiaohuan, a senior gamer in the class, has been addicted to games since elementary school. However, since the appearance of God War, he has become more and more addicted to games.
I haven't played any other games.
In the past, Li Xiaohuan couldn't help but share the game God War with his dear classmates, but as a senior student at a provincial key high school, how many would listen to him talk about the game? Later, the reputation of God War Land
The big noise was reported by all media, and everyone knew the general situation. Only students who wanted to participate would find Li Xiaohuan to find out the details, otherwise he would still have no market.
At this moment, Li Xiaohuan looked solemn, like an unpredictable master, "I have told you before that there are at least two things about God War that other games cannot compare with. The first is the game method. Other games use
Computers, mice, and keyboards are used to play games, but God War does not use these at all. You can’t even participate except to go to designated match points. You can completely immerse yourself in the game scene and experience all kinds of things. This method has completely defeated any game currently.
kind of entertainment
Second, other games are developed and promoted by commercial manufacturers. Even if they are free games, they must make money in another way. However, War of Gods is completely free for life and does not involve any profit-making purpose.
, behind it is the Huawu Soul Company. I think everyone must have heard about this company recently. It has a mysterious state-owned background and was only established half a year ago. It was established specifically to operate the land of the Gods. It has a huge background, but
No one can tell clearly."
Jiang Tao was a little disdainful, "We all know what you said. It's been said on TV and on the Internet, but forcing students to participate is too much." Jiang Tao turned to Ning Xue and sneered, "It's not that I don't believe you.
I just think this is incredible."
Li Xiaohuan continued to look like an expert, "You don't think it's strange that the college entrance examination requires a physical education test, right? Even if you have to take an art or music test, you can understand it, right? Why can't we promote games among students? You have to know
, this is not an ordinary game, you have to experience it yourself to understand. Anyway, I think this matter is quite reliable."
Classroom Office for Grade 3 Group
"Xu Qian, it's been more than a month since you came to Yingyu. You feel you are still used to it." Wang Peng's tone was gentle, with a spring breeze on his face.
"I'm quite used to it, but the table and chairs are not very comfortable and the angle when sleeping is a bit different."
Wang Peng was speechless for a moment, but it was not his first day as a class teacher. He had never seen any students before, so he immediately changed the topic.
"Your grades are good. Do you have any ideas about the university you are applying for?"
Xu Qian answered directly without thinking: "I haven't thought about it. Is this important?"
For Xu Qian, entering high school was not to get into college, but to have a suitable identity in the world.
Wang Peng looked at Xu Qian with some confusion. How could a high school student, especially one with good grades, ask such a question? Wang Peng realized that Xu Qian must have said that on purpose. As for the reason,
He didn't have time to think about it.
"Haha, you can still make fun of the teacher. It seems that you still have a sense of humor." Wang Peng pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, which was a subconscious action he often made when talking about the topic.
"It's like this. Now the school has received a document from the education department, which requires at least one student from each class to participate in the game of God's War. Our class plans to arrange for you to go." Wang Peng felt that he was somewhat speechless.
No more speculation, no more roundabout ways.
Seeing that Xu Qian didn't react, Wang Peng didn't understand what the problem was. The normal routine shouldn't be like this.
"Have you ever heard of the Land of God's War?"
Xu Qian nodded slightly, "I've heard of it."
Although Xu Qian is not interested in many things, he is neither deaf nor blind, so how could he not have heard of it.
Wang Peng also nodded slightly, it would be easier if he responded, at least he could continue the conversation.
"Do you personally have any thoughts on this arrangement of the school? If there is no problem, I will submit your name."
"Why let me go?" Xu Qian is not dull or slow to react. His brain development is very high and he can learn anything quickly. It's just that he doesn't have a sense of identity and belonging to this world. The current Xu Qian is still
He is looking at everything that happened from the perspective of an outsider or a passerby. In the eyes of others, he is indifferent. The less things related to himself, the better. It is best to be a transparent person.