"Chaos Era" is a holographic virtual game that is more realistic than the real world. It can greatly accelerate the sense of time in the human brain without negative impact, reaching the amazing effect of one year in the real world, which greatly extends human life span in disguise, and monopolizes the world in just over a month.

People in the world are crazy about it, and a few sober people who are surprised that the governments have no response are useless. This game has been popularized in every inch of the earth's sunshine in a short period of time.

However, on the first day of the server opening after the game's internal beta, the official of Chaos Era made it easy to announce a news to the world. This holographic virtual game that surpassed the limits of Earth's technology is not a product of the Earth, but a gift from the cosmic race "Dream God". They or they put Earth's humans into a huge cage and conducted a large-scale experiment that they personally devoted to:

"... There is no cruelty, no play, no justice and evil... We just want to explore the truth of the universe, but just want to find out the most correct direction for the evolution of life forms..."

The cosmic race, which calls itself the "Dream God Clan", disappeared after the announcement of this news. At the same time, all humans who lack the possibility of evolution on Earth who are over 40 years old have turned into zombies and attack living people everywhere.

Minor human juveniles under the age of fifteen were locked in the huge growth chamber "Genesis" until they were introduced to the virtual network after the age of fifteen to continue participating in the experiment.

Humans between the ages of fifteen and forty either struggle to survive in the collapsed doomsday world, or find the virtual helmet of "Chaos Era" and join this huge experiment of "exploring the evolution direction of life forms".

The Chaos Era virtual network in China is built with ancient myths and martial arts as the background, exploring the evolutionary theory of the unity of spirit, qi and blood. Each entrant will calculate eleven basic attributes based on their respective qualities, namely:

Physical constitution, roots, strength, speed, agility. Understanding, rationality, sensibility, courage, charm, and blessings.

Except for the Fuyuan, which is an implicit attribute, the other basic attributes are explicit and each has its own functions and meanings.

The Chaos Era virtual network in China is not only a huge world. Since the evolution of life forms is the main significance, the power system of the entire world has been taken for granted. Even if the dynasties are used as the background of the times, the theme of the entire world is still the strongest person, the strongest sword, and the strongest individual evolution route.

A powerful sect can control the life and death of a dynasty, and a powerful sect can break into the palace and break eight thousand guards to cut off the imperial head. The absolute strength gap between individuals has led to the oppression and cruelty of this martial arts world, and the endless life, making the absolute gap between strength and weakness unbearable. The chaotic, madness, human nature and soul in the Chinese region are gradually distorted in the mutual exploitation...

The second to last day after the official opening of the Chaos Era.

On the last day of the Earth Era, the internal testing area of ​​China's "Jianghu".

West Lake has thousands of blue waves and small boats floating in green water.

The green willows in the long dike are beautiful, and the golden sunshine covers the body. Through the outer garment, the muscles and bones inside can be warm and comfortable.

The young man was dressed in black, black hair, black eyes, and his face was fair and elegant. At this time, he stood at the bow of the boat holding a jade pot and drinking in the wind. He could not finish his style of scholarly and his endless leisure spirit.

"I know that everything in front of me is fake, but it makes me feel so real. The so-called 'like a dream, neither a fake nor a real' is just like this." Zhu Peng raised his glass to drink a glass of mellow wine, clearly feeling the spicy pleasure of the taste buds of the tip of the tongue sliding across the intestines and the warmth of the heat when it slips through the intestines and enters the stomach.

At this time, the shipwreck who had been diligently recruiting Zhu Peng on board the boat, had not rowed a few pulp and said he had tired. He called his pretty wife who was wearing vegetables to come to row the boat, but he squatted to one corner and played dice. He thought that the boat had been rowing far away, so Zhu Peng could not turn around, so he stopped pretending to be attentive.

Looking at the woman's hard work of rocking and looking at the lazy scoundrel playing dice on one side, Zhu Peng frowned but didn't say much. After all, it was someone else's family business, and even the customer didn't have much to say much.

But the boatman played for a while, then he leaned over to Zhu Peng with a coy face and asked, "Young Master, do you want to taste some wild game meat all the way?"

"Wild game meat? Take a fish and try it. If it is delicious, you will naturally enjoy it." Zhu Peng shook the wine pot in his hand, feeling the taste was a little light. For a moment, he felt that although the sharp-mouthed monkey-browed ship was annoying, he still had a hint of eyes after all, so he naturally responded.

But the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks smiled and turned back to the boat cloak. After a while, he did not see him holding a fishing rod and bait. Instead, he saw him pulling his wife and daughter out. At this time, Zhu Peng felt something wrong and gradually changed his face.

Hangzhou West Lake has been beautiful since ancient times. Even the wife and daughter of this shipwives have a bit of charm. But after hearing the shipwreck's words, the mother and daughter began to take off the thin clothes that were sewn with expressionless expression. Zhu Peng's right hand holding the cup gradually closed, and the jade cup with excellent texture was closed by him and his five fingers were pinched to pieces. The bones were faintly whirled.

"Aren't they your wife and daughter? This is what you call 'wild game meat'." Zhu Peng asked the shipman beside him with a chuckle. His face was sunny, but there was no smile in his slightly narrowed pupils.

"Hehe, the young master is a scholar. I don't know how difficult it is for us poor people." The shipman seemed to have no vision, or wanted to sell the poor and ask for some money from the young master in front of him. While complaining, he also called his wife and daughter who had already stripped down behind him.

Zhu Peng took off his clothes and took off his outer clothes and covered the mother and daughter with his robe. However, the tight clothing displayed inside showed a black and white Tai Chi diagram with clear sun and moon on his sleeve.

The moment he saw the Tai Chi diagram, the shipman's shameless face, who had just been shameless, suddenly pale like a ghost. "Wu...Wudang!?"

It was both a question and a fear, and the shipman fell down. However, the next moment, he heard Zhu Peng's cold and hard humming, and suddenly he cried like a "screaming" and hugged Zhu Peng's thighs and cried: "Hero... Immortal... Grandpa, please spare my life. I have an 80-year-old seriously ill mother above, and a son who was just one month old at the bottom... Grandpa, please spare my life, grandpa, please spare my life."

"Tsk tsk, there are eighty mothers above and young sons below... I hear this sentence more than three times a day on average. Since you are so pitiful, of course I have to pity you." As he spoke, Zhu Peng kicked the boatman and took out one bag, waved his hand to spread it, and saw a shiny silver ingot sprinkling out of the bag, reflecting the charming light in the gorgeous sunshine of West Lake.

Not to mention that the boatman stopped crying, even the mother and daughter who had always looked dull were forced to look a little angry by the silver ingots. Zhu Peng was only heard on the bow of the boat: "Boatman, how about I buy you this "wild game meat" with these silver?"

"Ah!? Haha, how embarrassed, I took it if I want it, why don't you give me the money? Haha." As he said this, the shipman couldn't control his hands and held the money in his arms. Seeing him doing this, the coldness in Zhu Peng's eyes became a little more fierce.

"So, are you selling it?"

"Sell, sell, of course."

"Very good. I have always been fair in my work. Since you have already collected the money, then pay the bill with your body."

"What!?" The shipwreck, who was fascinated by Yinzi, hugged his butt in a bit of a cunning place, and was wondering that the immortal elder of Wudang Mountain did not love peach blossoms and chrysanthemums, Zhu Peng's right hand, which had a thick joint and even a faint metallic light, suddenly turned into a hammer and hit the shipwreck's head heavily.

"Sky Thunder Booms" is just a very simple boxing technique, but Zhu Peng was hammered through the air and made a thunder sound. The boatman's small head was blown out by him. The next moment, Zhu Peng rolled his sleeves and the headless corpse was rolled out of the boat. Zhu Peng cut his hands and swallowed and spitted. The powerful and arrogant internal force of the qi immediately burst the boatman's entire body, staining the West Lake with blood, attracting countless fish and shrimps in the clear water to peck and bite.

"I finished a meat-filled deal with your husband, and the goods were cleared. You can tell his friends and relatives, and then say that if you want to take revenge, Zhu Peng, the Wudang Tai Chi Sect, took it." After saying this, he exhaled a long and unbearable resentment.

In fact, what relatives can a lazy boatman get on the table?

Zhu Peng raised the banner of Wudang Tai Chi Sect, just to provide a layer of protection for the mother and daughter behind him. He has a famous Wudang reputation and protection. He thought that there would be no gangster in the future to bully this pair of widowed mothers.

Zhu Pengfu, who had handled the matter invisibly, turned around again, walked to the mother and daughter who had already fallen, patted the poor little girl's head, and tried to calm down and said, "From the future, you can live a good life with your mother. Don't worry about what you have experienced before, you must live a happier life in the future. There is no greater reason in the world."

After saying this, Zhu Peng saw that this place was not far from his destination, so he stopped rushing the boat. He took off a few wooden boards with his bare hands and jumped up suddenly. He was exhausted after he bounced several times in the air. Then Zhu Peng threw out a wooden board and entered the water. He floated down and stepped on and flew again. Among the clear waters of West Lake, Zhu Peng's clothes and sleeves were mostly floating in the air, gradually disappearing, as if he was like a fairy god.

"Girl, kowtow to the immortal chief in Wudang Mountain, kowtow quickly."

The sensitive ears captured the thanks blowing with the wind, and Zhu Peng chased the wood and walked on the waves, but shook his head again. It was obviously a tragic incident in the world that lost his father and husband, but for the mother and daughter, it was probably a turning point in this life.

"Maybe, only in this world can we be a hero. Maybe, the world I am in is not real. But..." At this point, Zhu Peng paused slightly. Not far away, on the bank of West Lake, a large group of martial arts people holding swords and swords gathered next to the Fengyun Tower. There was the battleground where Zhu Peng had a fight with the current devil, the senior brother of the Blood Sword Sect, "Bloodless".

Today's battle, life and death will fight. Successful people will complete the end of the internal test of "Jianghu" by stepping on the corpse of the loser, while the loser will fall into the dust and will never be looked at by others for a second.

"Let good people live more comfortably and let damn people die more miserably. This is my heroism." As he murmured, he threw out the last wooden board to leverage his power. Zhu Peng fell on the Fengyun Tower like an immortal, looking down at the sentient beings like ants below.

"The world's number one battle, famous in the Nine Heavens!

Who will kill the enemy and lie on the beautiful knees?

Who will wake up and take control of the world?”

It seemed that suddenly, the holographic virtual online game "Jianghu" that was popular all over China with its own influence. In just three months of internal testing, two major guild masters went to the world and fought in the West Lake Fengyun Tower.

In just less than half a month of preparation time, the game has gathered more than 50 billion yuan in the world to gambling, and the life and death victory and defeat between the Taoist sword and the first devil in the internal betting of the betting world. It is also conceivable that the popularity of "Jianghu" Blood Sword Will Become the heavy game between "Zhu Peng" Wudang Sword Qi Hall...

However, all this will eventually come true.

On that day, on the West Lake Fengyun Tower, Zhu Peng took the lead and swordsmanship with a fierce move, and thirty moves to kill the current No. 1 devil in the world, Wushuang, and is famous in the world.

At the same time, in a medium-sized villa in the suburbs of Qingdao, China, the core members of the game studio "Sword Qi Tang" have fallen into emotional madness.

"Damn! I finally know why the boss threw all the money in our guild! Thirty moves, the boss killed that shitty blood in thirty moves, and he was the first devil. I'm a scumbag, I'm a scumbag compared to our boss! Fuck, I would have to invest more if I had known that I would have sold my kidneys."

In the studio, a thin young man with glasses roared and attracted the attention of the backbone of the guild around him. When they saw the game funds they had invested before rolling up and increasing their value, their eyes were red with excitement.

"Damn! More than 20 million US dollars! Isn't it more than 100 million yuan equivalent to RMB? The boss gave it, and we also gave it! The boss got the top 50 million. No matter how much we divided it, we could still divide it into three to five million!"

"I didn't want to get three to five million. As long as I can get one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand, my mother wouldn't blame me for not doing my job properly."

"Fuck, you are much better than me. My old man always says that I am a conjoined baby with the computer. My buddy must be proud this time!"

"Hahahaha, I've already begun to imagine the pleasure of throwing stacks of banknotes on my aunt's face, making you look down on me. Mom...'."

It was amid such a noise that a young man with a buzz cut on the chair in the center of the room was slowly taking off his virtual helmet. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his friends in the room were extremely excited and excited.

As soon as Zhu Peng got up, a sexy girl with long dark hair and naked naked and slender legs in a short black skirt rushed into her arms, pouting her red lips and was about to give a fragrant kiss. Zhu Peng subconsciously hid and was kissed by her cheek. When the girl wanted to kiss again, she was pulled back by several boys behind her.

"What are you doing? I just wanted to kiss and take advantage of the situation after Brother Peng just finished the fight. I stayed there. The little girl was just having sex with the boss for a few days. I have not yet had any sweetness with my childhood sweethearts since I was a child." A fat girl in the studio said this.

"Xiaoqian, I know that you have been trying to reverse Brother Peng for a day or two, but you have to worry about the feelings of the brothers around you. You should also be with the rich man in a rhythm. In two days, I will give you my treasured 'I love a stick'. If you sneakily feed Brother Peng, you don't believe that he will sit in his arms..." A man with a slutty glasses in the studio took advantage of the chaos to offer suggestions.

Seeing that the most beautiful guild in the guild was teased by a fat and strong mother around him, Zhu Peng shook his head helplessly, but the next moment he was held in his arms by his brothers from the same guild. This time, the game guild "Sword Qi Tang" made a total of over 100 million yuan in operations, not to mention the fame and additional benefits that were generated later.

"What are you doing, what are you doing... I just made some money and I lost my life, right? Is there no rules? I went back to my own position one by one and sat down. If the subsequent things are not handled well, let alone 100 million, we have to eat as much as we have to vomit for ten billion." After everyone was happy for a while and vented their emotions for a while, Zhu Peng raised his face and rushed several young men and women in the house back to his position. Of course, the Dang Jianqi Hall Guild would not be just these people, but the real core was only these, and the only ones that needed to be paid by the score were only these.

Looking at these partners in front of me, I was thinking about the future development direction of the guild.

"Jianghu" is indeed extremely beautiful and excellent, and its potential for tapping gold is incredibly vast. However, this virtual world, which is more vivid than the real world, always gives Zhu Peng a feeling of inaccuracy. According to Zhu Peng's original predictions, such a game that is too Renxia indulged and too real and bloody indulged in such a lawless country as China would not be released.

But it was released, and it was supported by the government during the issuance process. This is almost an unimaginable miracle in terms of China's national conditions.

Thinking about it like this, but thinking gradually fell into a dead end.

Huh, Zhu Peng let out a long sigh, and finally no longer makes things difficult for him. As a new billionaire, he actually has too many "happy" things to be busy with. He shouldn't have been stuck in a stalemate about something that shouldn't have happened but has already happened.

The weather is already winter. Although coastal cities like Qingdao cannot be colder than northern regions even in winter, the temperature has dropped.

It is still the villa where the Game Guild Sword Qi Hall is located. On the wide rooftop, a short-haired woman in thin white clothes is dancing with a sword. Her sword skills are not light and fast, and even when it is slow, there is a slow charm. The sword momentum is round, and it seems that there is some Tai Chi sword path popular among the elderly. After a slow stroke, there is a sudden thrust. The sword light that shrinks like a snake can even leave traces on the retina, giving people a very sharp meaning.

A short-haired woman had a sword-like path, but before she could put her sword back to the sheath, she heard "pa" applause from behind her. Zhu Peng, who was wearing thin casual clothes like a short-haired woman, walked out slowly from the shadows in the corner, and her face and eyes were full of unconcealed appreciation and love.

"The Li family's Tai Chi swordsmanship is sophisticated that it is worthy of the reputation of "Sword Immortal".

"Win?"

"Of course I won. Although Xue Wushuang's mind and hard work are not inferior to me, no matter how he does, he can't find the descendants of Li Jinglin, the descendants of the "Sword Immortal", let alone your grandfather taught me the three sword moves that the Li family's fairy sword are at the bottom of the box. I really don't have the possibility of losing."

It would be fine if Zhu Peng said this. A short-haired girl named Li Danding suddenly looked back. She was a plain and ordinary girl, but her clean face had a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes that were stunning, almost like she was going to kill someone. The girl looked at Zhu Peng and said word by word: "You are so embarrassed to say it? If you weren't talking nonsense in front of my grandfather and saying that you were my boyfriend who had already obtained a marriage certificate, how could my grandfather teach you the "Three Swords of Huitian"? He didn't even teach me..."

"I know, if it is passed on to men but not women, and if it is passed on to elders but not young, is the old Chinese rituals and law?" Zhu Peng waved his hand indifferently, and stretched out his arms to hug Li Danding, who was not beautiful in front of him. He was forced by the sword-like Danfeng eyes. In the end, he could only retract his hand awkwardly and touch his nose.

"I really don't know why you don't believe it. I really like you. As long as you want, I will get your marriage certificate immediately." Facing Li Danding in front of me, Zhu Peng was as warm as water, and his mellow temper was like a jar of old yellow wine, which could make people who don't know the truth drunk to their bones.

"I believe you are willing to get married with me. But what you really like is the ancestor Li Jinglin's Dandao Sword Art, and I am even more sure about this." After saying that, Li Danding took the sword and turned around and left without a doubt.

Looking at the girl's light and graceful back, Zhu Peng touched his nose, but sighed softly: "I just want to become stronger, stronger..."

Li Danding, a descendant of Li Jinglin, a martial arts "Sword Immortal" in the late Qing Dynasty. His father was beaten to death in a war competition with the other high school. The girl relied on her grandfather since she was young. Some time ago, Li Danding's grandfather was seriously ill and coma. The impoverished girl was forced to rob the bank, but Zhu Peng, who had no idea where he got the news, came to him.

Although it was just a two-month study of Tai Chi sword assault, Zhu Peng has exercised since childhood and his physical strength is no less than that of a national first-class athlete. Two months have not only allowed him to digest the basic playing methods of Tai Chi swords, but also developed the strength of "Mingjin" in the national martial arts terminology.

Wang Chao, the great master of contemporary national martial arts, once said: "Give me an Olympic gymnastics player, and I can train him to become a martial arts master in three months."

This is the case with Zhu Peng. He has a physique, insight, and a famous teacher who teaches him all his money. In a short time, he has developed a skillful and powerful force, which has defeated the enemy in the world. However, his eyes are limited to the "Jianghu" itself, which has failed to kill the blood and lost. In one fell swoop, the Jianqi Hall overwhelmed the Blood Sword Association, bringing him a huge wealth of over 100 million yuan.

But... Zhu Peng had a huge wealth of over 100 million yuan, but he had no life to spend it. Because the next day, the Chaos Era was officially launched after three months of internal testing, and the Earth Era ended.
Chapter completed!