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Chapter 1: The Missing People

(The story takes place in a world of pure fantasy and fiction. The era and country are all fabricated by the author and have no connection with reality.)

Daxia Yanguo, Shenjiang City, Jiangwan City, and Jinqiu Binjiang Residential Area.

A young man wearing a navy blue sweater sat at the desk, flipping through the files in his hand.





Half an hour later, Mo Xiaofeng closed the car and leaned back on the chair tiredly.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the photo frame on the desk.

In the photo, two women wearing white wedding dresses, with picturesque smiles on their faces, stood on the left and right next to the young man in suits and ties.

That gesture that captivated the country and captivated the city had shaken the hearts of many wealthy young men.

But Mo Xiaofeng's clear black and white eyes were like an ancient well, without any ripples.

There was no extraneous expression on his cold poker face.

Perhaps, only those who are truly familiar with him can clearly see the sadness buried in his eyes.

At this moment, a strange dialog box popped up in front of my right eye.

[Don’t worry about their safety, you will see them sooner or later. At least, they are already working hard to see you.]

"Buzz——"

The sudden vibration of the phone interrupted Mo Xiaofeng's thoughts.

Glancing at the caller ID.

Zhou Yufei.

I picked up the phone somewhat unexpectedly and soon heard the gentle voice with a hint of anxiety.

"Xiao Feng, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mo Xiaofeng said calmly and asked, "What's wrong?"

The woman on the other end of the phone seemed relieved to hear his voice.

After a while, he spoke again calmly.

"I just heard that someone is missing in Jinqiu Binjiang Residential Area, but I don't know the specific number of missing people yet. Jiangwan City's 'Mysterious Incident Investigation Detachment' should be arriving in your community soon."

As soon as Zhou Yufei finished speaking, Mo Xiaofeng heard the sound of sirens coming from far away.

Red and blue lights shine downstairs.

Mo Xiaofeng came to the terrace on the third floor of the villa and saw that a villa not far away had been surrounded by numerous police cars, and blue and white police isolation tapes had also begun to be arranged.

Is anyone missing again?

His right eye flashed, and a familiar dialog box appeared again.

[He went to another world, but this does not mean death. In addition, the worlds he went to are different from the worlds they went to. 】

Another world...

The world is not entirely clouded by science.

As early as twenty years ago, Mo Xiaofeng understood the authenticity of this conclusion through his unscientific right eye.

Five months ago, this not-so-scientific world seemed to be showing signs of becoming more and more collapsed.

The night outside the window looked a little gloomy, and Mo Xiaofeng turned around and walked back into the house.

Zhou Yufei also hung up the phone after confirming that he was really fine. After all, it was already getting late and tomorrow was Monday again. As a giant in the film and television entertainment industry in Daxia Yanguo and the boss behind Xinyuan Group, she also had a lot of things to do.

deal with.

Mo Xiaofeng was also a little sleepy. Although there was still some noise outside, the sound insulation effect of the villa was good. After returning to the room and taking a shower, he lay down on the bed.

But just when he was about to close his eyes, the dialog box appeared again.

[The bells of the world will ring at the next zero o'clock, are you ready? 】

In an instant, Mo Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly opened and he looked sharply at the clock on the computer screen.

Yanjing time, October 9, 23:59:59.

"winter--!"

"winter--!"

"winter--!"

Three dull bells suddenly rang in my ears.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaofeng's vision was shrouded in a white mist that suddenly rose, and then, a demonic whisper suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The bells are ringing, the curtain is rising, the end of the world is coming, and you and I are both dark horses."

"Welcome to the apocalyptic world."

"In this vast world, you can see the soaring golden-winged roc, and you can also see the ferocious and terrifying fantasy dragon."

"You can see angels dancing with Qingluan, and you can also see devils confronting dragons."

"This is the spark where myth and epic collide, and it is also the reality you cannot avoid."

"Face reality, embrace reality, exhaust your thoughts, and laugh at the changing world at your fingertips!"

When the white fog dissipated, Mo Xiaofeng noticed that the surrounding environment had changed.

This is still indoors, but it is not the single-family villa where he lives, but an apartment with three bedrooms and two living rooms.

All the lights in the apartment were turned off and the curtains were drawn tightly. There was almost no light in the entire room, which was dark and somewhat depressing.

So that’s it? Is this how the people who have been missing since May disappeared?

[No! They did go to some worlds, but those worlds are different from the world you are in now. You are the first batch of humans to come to this world. In addition, this world is very dangerous, you'd better see it first

Look at the personal system interface of this world.】

The prompt from his right eye made Mo Xiaofeng look startled.

But soon he discovered the virtual image floating in front of him.

Before, he didn't notice because the information from his right eye popped up first. Now that the information from his right eye disappeared, he immediately noticed that there was still a VR phantom-like system interface in front of him.

There are only two parts on this system interface.

Personal panel, task log.

Mo Xiaofeng reached out and clicked on his personal panel.

An ethereal whisper sounded in my mind again.

"Please choose your profession first."

Warrior, Warlock, Assassin, Ranger, Physician, Musician.

Mo Xiaofeng looked at the six options in front of him and thought for a moment, then reached out and clicked on the warrior.

Immediately afterwards, the system interface in front of you changed.

"Doomsday Adventer ID: AW17613636472042"

"Nickname": Mo Xiaofeng (can be changed)

"Occupation": Warrior

"Talent": None

"Level": LV0

"Experience":0/100

"Commander": 3 (represents the number of soldiers you can command. Each additional commander can bring 100 more professionals)

"Strength": 3 (represents your physical fitness, strength, speed, endurance, explosive power, etc.)

"Soul Power": 3 (represents your magic power, mental power, willpower, perception, soul strength, etc.)

『Skill』: None

"Equipment": none

"Faction": None

[I have to say, this is really a shabby basic panel.]

The built-in complaint function of the right eye will be launched in time.

Mo Xiaofeng closed the character panel with an expressionless expression, and then clicked on the mission log.

"Main mission": seven days of survival.

"Task description": Survive in this apocalyptic world for seven days.

"Task Reward 1": Randomly obtain a talent.

"Task Reward 2": Four skills are randomly obtained, and the strength of the skills is determined by the task score.

"Task Reward 3": Further unlock the system interface.

"Task Reward 4": 200 world currency points

"Task Reward 5": 200 experience points


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