"Quick! Who has the frozen grenade? No more? Damn!" Looking at the monsters chasing behind, the young man listened to the roars of his friendly troops around him, with a heavy expression. As they retreated, the number of monsters they pursued became smaller and smaller, but it became increasingly difficult to deal with.

The soldier who used howitzers not long ago was approached by a monster. The power of a grenade explosion covered the monster with him, causing a chain of explosions.

Others consumed very severe ammunition, and most of them survived. More often than not, friendly forces that retreated before, left many traps along the way. Those traps were marked, and they could understand monsters and couldn't understand them.

The young man hung a glorious bullet on himself again. When the monster tear opens the friendly forces beside him and is about to bite off his head, its head explodes directly. The young man's resolute eyes also have a little hope. He is a sniper!

A tumbling away from the corpse of the monster that was pressed down, he quickly ran back, all within the attack range of the sniper, and they were safe immediately.

Sure enough, the remaining monsters always burst their heads or chests when they raided, which made the young man feel excited. In fact, he wanted to run for the sniper at the beginning, but those who could be snipers were carefully selected. His vision was qualified, but his shooting talent was average.

There are too many soldiers with qualified eyesight, and he is only one of them ordinary.

"Avoid!!" The glad young man heard the roar of his friendly troops.

Then he saw a crystallized sac behind one in the distance. The monster, which was like a lizard, quickly expanded. Before the sac was expanded to its limit, a bullet exploded the sac in advance, and the monster's self-destruction power was not maximized, but the explosion still affected the young man.

“…”

"It's a pity."

This is the last sentence that young people hear.

...

"Uh!" The young man sat up suddenly, and his body felt a sharp pain. He couldn't help but take a breath. He trembled with his hands and pulled open his sleeves. His arms were covered with scars, and there were fine stitching marks on it to sew the broken skin. The stiffness of his body made his brain drowsy.

There was a young man who was not tall next to him staring at him in amazement. When the young man turned his head and looked, the other party threw away the needle and thread in his hand, turned his head and ran away: "It's a mess!!"

"..." What the hell, the young man rubbed his forehead with his trembling arms, making his groggy brain clear as much as possible. He felt that his memory was a little confused, part of him belonged to another person. This feeling of chaos made him feel a splitting headache.

Until the rushing footsteps came.

"It's him!" The little young man who ran away just now pointed at the young man and shouted.

The young man looked over and raised his eyebrows slightly, clergyman?

The members of the church who arrived came to see and released a detection magic: "Don't make a fuss, it's a living person, you're lucky."

Then, in the young man's still a little confused, he was transferred to the operating room. A doctor treated his injuries with a serious expression. Some of the sutures on his body were removed. Although the sutures were exquisite, they were more to keep the body in good shape.

It is better to say that it is a broken doll to stitch it.

That kind of suture method is not suitable for living people who need treatment.

"Doctor, I..."

"Don't talk."

"I can't feel my body anymore." The young man asked with a confused face. He had been sent here for a while and slowly figured out some things. The first thing that can be confirmed is that he seemed to have traveled through time again. In terms of memory, it seems that due to the residual memory impact of the original owner of this body, as well as some other reasons, a considerable part of it became very vague.

But he could still remember where he came from and most of the things that made him confused. What made him confused was his name... How could he think of a name, his surname was Li, and the original owner of this body was Chad, an ordinary soldier in the front-line camp of the Abyss battlefield of the Underworld.

Of course, according to the remaining memories, even an ordinary soldier is the cutting-edge in the second-tier area. The cause of death is to cover his teammates' retreat, and when he was about to retreat to the safe area, he was blown to death by a self-destructive abyss monster that could self-destruct.

The memories of Chad in recent days are particularly clear, which makes him feel like he has experienced it personally, and he feels a pain. To be honest, the original owner of this body almost died several times in the battle a few hours ago. If he survived this last wave, he would be like the protagonist.

Unfortunately, he died in the last step.

As for how he knew it was a few hours ago, it was when Chad retreated and there were also tables in the operating room.

Apart from Chad's memory, the rest is his own. What makes him a little depressed is that his memory cannot beat an indigenous person. This is not the first time he has traveled through time. When he traveled through time before, he seemed to have appeared in a game world, where players exist like this in that world.

But he is not the players who seem to be not Earthlings. Although he learned through the information revealed by the "Arrivals" that those players come from a world with magic, what makes him sad is that he does not have a template for the players, but the existence of aboriginal people similar to the game world.

This makes a 'time traveler' simply unbearable. Is there anything more unbearable than traveling to a game world without a game panel?

Helpless, the truth is that. After a while, he could only accept this result. As a standard "time traveler", he said that some things are not as good as those of natives in another world. He has always done a good job in customizing strategies and studying game equipment information.

He also found many powerful partners in that game world, made many players of the Arrivals of the Other World, and obtained many unique resources to become stronger. However, no matter how he improves, he dared not try it, that is, he is like a Arrival, without fear of death. The Arrivals will be able to re-enter the game after they die for a while.

He does not have a player template. If he dies, he may be really over. What he is more worried about is that he will not be over, but becoming a part of the game world. That's right... His idea is very clear. Since the place he travels to first is a game world, does he have an extra way to get out of that game world?

After all, no matter how well developed in the game world, there is always a feeling that makes him uneasy. As a "earth man", he knows that a game has a lifespan. If the lifespan of the game reaches the end and the game is closed, will he die?

This pressure made him work hard all the time, making friends with the arrivals, and then after the relationship and intimacy have developed to a certain extent, he got rid of them and made some special attempts and took him out... What made him feel at ease was that according to the descriptions of those arrivals, the illusory world is a very realistic world.

Most of the magic or other deputy knowledge learned in it can also be transformed into practical experience in reality, and is universal.

This information is very important to him!

But he never expected that in an adventure in the illusion world, he followed some "anchors" in another world to explore a ruin and encountered an irresistible ancient monster, triggering a special plot in the illusion world, and then there was nothing.

Now that he just wants to scold those anchors in another world, which are accurate in intelligence. They will definitely gain great results when exploring and developing together. As a result, an intelligence error, the sealed one is not a monster, but an ancient monster. After something has more than the prefix of the two characters, the pattern will immediately become different.

Those pits can be re-entered than the anchor's death. What about him? He may be really overwhelmed when he died. When he was devoured by the ancient monster, he felt that his soul was about to melt. Maybe there was some reason for the lack of memory.

"That's normal, so that you won't help but scream." The doctor said calmly. The young man on the operating table was not dead and was lucky enough to survive, but the injuries on his body did not disappear. In addition, his sudden self-torture of "surviving" could die again at any time.

Therefore, this anesthesia did not attack his head, but only anesthetized his body, so that the tenacious warrior who survived would not wake up due to general anesthesia.

"Then I'm not missing any arms or legs, right?"

The doctor glanced at the young man: "You are lucky. When you sent it here, I looked at your file. You are the only one. If you have any questions, I will ask you after I finish it."

The young man nodded and stared at the ceiling in a daze. He died in the illusory world and survived rarely. Compared to death, it may be a problem of memory loss caused by soul damage, which seems to be unimportant. After all, if you die, you will have nothing. Now it is still fine... Oh, it's not very good, but you haven't died.

What made him care a little about Chad's memory. He felt something was wrong in the illusion world. Some modern elements are filled with magic cars, magic guns, etc. Of course, in addition to those things, there are also magic, martial arts, and other special systems.

Considering that it is a game world, it is not surprising that there are many elements at all. However, in Chad's memory, this real world industry has developed very excellent magic technology, and Chad is also a player who likes to play in the illusory world.
Chapter completed!