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A line of light curtains floated quietly in front of Annan's eyes, and the characters burning with bright red flames danced like candlelight.
His body seemed to be shaking apart, and his spirit was also very exhausted. It was like a person who was severely motion sick and was tied to a chair, then driven for two hours, and his expression was relaxed after vomiting the contents of his stomach.
This state. Even lying on the beach, you feel as if you are walking on the ground.
Annan didn't want to move, think or speak. He could only lie quietly on the beach, watching the last set of numbers keep beating, as if time was gradually passing away...
Thirty-two minutes had passed since he woke up - after all, he had been counting - he finally felt a little thirsty.
Annan clutched the aching back of his head and slowly got up from the ground.
His occupation is a game planner for a popular mobile game. Yes, it is an occupation that puts himself and his family at risk.
Just now, in a moment of stupidity, he casually opened an app called "Misty Continent Internal Beta" that appeared on his phone at some point.
Looking at the name, he thought that this was probably not a "XX Love Elimination" or "Gods and Demons XX" type copycat mobile game. He clicked on it with a professional eye.
But the moment he clicked on it, he suddenly felt like someone was hitting him on the back of the head with a brick. His vision went dark and he fainted.
"What a novel way of traveling..."
Annan gasped tiredly and couldn't help but sit on the ground and cough.
He slowed down for a while, then managed to hold on to his weak body, which seemed to be shaken apart, and slowly climbed up from the beach.
He lowered his head and looked at his slender fingers and the luxurious blouse on his body that was stained with mud and blood.
This looks like the clothes of a nobleman...Did it suffer a shipwreck?
Annan took a deep breath and looked back.
He clearly saw the endless black sea behind him, the dilapidated sailboat stranded on the shore, and the dark red sunset hanging high on the seashore with three luxurious golden runes spinning in the halo.
Annan:……
Although he was mentally prepared for the fact that he might have traveled to another world, he was still shocked for a moment when he saw this gorgeous sunset for the first time, as if special effects were free of charge.
His first reaction was a very clear idea:
——Miss artist, please give us one.
Then Annan realized belatedly that he didn't seem to have to work overtime anymore...and after traveling to a different world, he was afraid that he would say goodbye to the profession of game planning forever.
I can only live sadly as a young nobleman, eating, drinking, having fun every day, and enjoying this decadent and boring life.
So sad.
What's even more sad is that Annan has no memory of inheriting this body at all. When he opens his eyes, he sees this scene of a shipwreck.
It's like a player who skipped all the opening CGs but didn't receive the guidance mission.
Weak, helpless, and confused——
Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?
Annan sighed and patted his face to wake himself up a little.
He felt vaguely that something was wrong.
Although I am not a normal person. But why...when such a big thing happens, I am not nervous at all?
He was neither afraid nor panicked, and had no negative emotions in his heart. He was as calm as a social animal living a peaceful life.
This is not like the mental state that a social animal should have, nor is it the emotion that a time traveler who knows nothing about the current situation would have. Not to mention, just looking at the sun with all the special effects, you know the problems in this world
Absolutely huge.
In this case, you should be nervous and panicked, this is normal——
"...Woo."
The moment Annan realized this, he suddenly felt as if something had hit him hard on the back of his head. His eyes suddenly blurred, and then a large amount of data flow began to flow out from all directions, eventually forming an attribute column:
That's right, a lot of it comes from mobile game sites. Isn't it ridiculous not to release a game system?
Except for the rare elite (gold), which looks a little unsettling...
After a general glance, Annan, relying on his professional intuition, immediately focused on the "Personal Characteristics" column.
As expected, the other text was immediately hidden, and this line of text was enlarged to the center of the field of vision, with a large introduction appearing below.
Heart of Winter (gold, talent type)
Original effect (obsolete): You will no longer feel all positive emotions; the damage taken with the "Frost" element is permanently reduced by 50%; you can only be killed by damage with the "Frost" element (the entire paragraph
cross out)
Special: Equipped with [Reverse Inscription] (cannot be removed or destroyed)
Effect: You will not feel any negative emotions; the damage of the "frost and cold" element emitted is permanently increased by 20%; you will not be killed by damage with the "frost and cold" element.
"……I see."
Annan was thoughtful.
This talent is probably the source of why I feel so calm and comfortable.
"Anyway, let's investigate first."
Annan took a deep breath and looked at the sailboat.
The sun was going down. I'm afraid there wasn't much time left for him to investigate... but at least he could spend the night on the boat.
His body now only has half of its blood left, and he still feels obviously uncomfortable. If he catches a cold again at night, he may catch a cold.
And...since he is a swordsman, there should be at least one sword on this ship, right?
As long as he has a sword, he will feel more confident.
I don’t know what my body looks like...
He dragged his still somewhat tired body and walked slowly to the beach. When he walked to the boat, he lowered his head and successfully saw what his body looked like in the uneasy black sea:
He looks like he is probably only twelve or thirteen years old, and his skin is quite fair, almost pathologically pale. He has the thin shoulders, collarbones and slender waist that are unique to teenagers, and a head of shoulder-length black hair.
But what attracted Annan's attention the most was the pair of ice blue pupils that were so clear and so clean that it made people feel chilled.
...I'm surprised, I'm quite cute.
"But no matter how cute you are, you're still a little hungry..."
Annan smacked his mouth, but still stepped on the rope ladder with difficulty and climbed onto the boat.
He looked carefully at the deck.
This is a large sailing ship. In terms of sail configuration, it is somewhat similar to the Carrick sailing ship of the fifteenth century - it has multiple masts, the main mast is hung with a large square sail, and the foremast and topmast are equipped with several
A horizontal sail is set and a jib is hung on the mizzen mast.
But all its sails were burned to pieces by something unknown, and it was completely unclear what the original patterns on them were.
But there were no scorch marks or bullet marks on the wooden deck. The mast was not broken either... This was very wrong.
Suddenly, Annan's pupils shrank slightly.
He saw a dead body.
It was a young man with brown curly hair. He leaned down close to the rope ladder and stared straight ahead. His right hand held a broken-edged sword tightly, and two nails were broken and soaked.
It was full of blood, but he did not let go of the sword until his death.
His chest was soaked with blood that had long since dried and turned into dark brown. However, the murder weapon used to kill him could not be found around.
"This is not like a shipwreck."
Annan sneered.
Faced with such a dangerous thing, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise slightly. Perhaps it was the characteristics of this body, he could not feel any panic or fear at all, only a strong sense of excitement gradually filled his heart.
There is no evidence that the man who killed the crew and burned the sails has left the ship. But he does have nowhere to go.
So, I need a weapon.
Even if it's just a broken sword——
The thoughts in Annan's mind became clearer and clearer.
He reached out his hand without hesitation and tried to pry open the sailor's fingers. Although his body was very young, he seemed to be quite strong, so it was not difficult.
But when Annan touched the sword, he was stunned.
Because a line of data flow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes:
[Unpurified Nightmare Fragments Detected]
[Nightmare fragments are bound]
[Level requirement: Bronze level or below]
[Professional requirements: Swordsman]
[Special requirements: cannot hold spellcasting ability]
[If the requirements are met, you will fall into a nightmare in ten seconds, ten, nine...]