“Welcome to the electronic sports channel…”

"What will be broadcast live below is the 10th Star Yuan World Sky List Competition, the 16th and 8th competition."

"The sixteen players on the ring are all the top players in our Star Source World!"

A TV with snowflakes is playing the sports channel.

In front of the TV, Tang Zheng was eating instant noodles and slowly settled in the air.

"Haha, Ye Wushuang, the number one in the King's Group? The [Leng Yanluo] in his hand, or the dark gold weapon I killed in the Ice Secret Realm alone last year, and he hasn't changed it for a year?"

"It took me four and a half months to hit the game with Su Lin, the third in the King's Group... "

"Not bad, that guy who just bought the [Yu Min] cloak from me is already fifth in the Diamond Group?"

"Hey, the seventh person in the Diamond Group...that is [Wind and Rainless Boat]...and [Cangjun], [Nirvana], [One Step], Well, that necklace is [Deep Candle and Shadow]...what is the name of that pair of rings? I don't remember..."

After watching the sixteen stage players, the chopsticks on Tang Zheng's hand were mixed into the noodle bowl again.

That bowl of instant noodles was completely cold.

Tang Zheng put it into the refrigerator, took out his cell phone, and transferred the money he had just arrived to the mortgage account.

The cheers from fans were still coming from the TV over there.

Of course, they were cheering for the powerful names of Ye Wushuang and Su Lin.

As for Tang Zheng?

Who cares about what he is like when selling gold coins and equipment?

instant noodles, mortgage, work...

These are his life!

Tang Zheng walked over, pressed and turned off the TV.

The arena that the Fengshen player is fighting is really nothing good, and that skill cannot catch his eye at all.

"I'm full, I'm working, and I still owe a lot of debts..." Tang Zheng smiled and wiped his mouth casually with his sleeves, opened the dusty game wall, and skillfully got in.

The moment when the cabin door was about to be closed, the empty smile in Tang Zheng's eyes finally gradually disappeared...

On the inside of the hatch door of the game cabin, there are neat small characters engraved.

Although after ten years of wear and tear, he could no longer see the lines clearly, he remembered every corner of the stroke clearly.

[One day, I will no longer be busy with money. At that time, I will let the whole world remember who I am! - Tang Zheng.]

Bang.

The hatch door of the game warehouse was closed heavily.

Soon, the login prompt light inside illuminated.

Tang Zheng had just finished logging in his account and suddenly felt a violent dizziness in his head.

The unhealthy diet and high-intensity work over the past ten years seemed to gather into a fierce lightning in this moment, hitting his head with a bang. The familiar login interface was like glass shattered by huge force, shattering into pieces in front of Tang Zheng...

In a vain, a dialog box titled "You're Dead" appears in front of him.

A. Rebirth back ten years ago, on the day when Xingyuan World was launched?

B, head to a strange world and face everything unknown?

...

joke?

A consciousness that was on the verge of dissipation made a choice.

A meteor passed through the night sky and fell to an unknown distance.

...

Tang Zheng opened his eyes and subconsciously shook the dagger in his hand.

dagger?

No, there is no dagger! There is nothing in the palm of your hand.

Moreover, his body was chilly. When he looked down, he found that not only the dagger, but also the clothes on his body disappeared.

Tang Zheng’s first reaction was that he was not dead, that dialog box was just a Trojan horse, and he encountered account stolen!

But he immediately noticed that he could not be considered completely naked—he had a belt wrapped around his waist.

That's a purple gold belt!

Special space props for storing gold bars in the game!

No account thief would be so mentally retarded, taking away his rags, but leaving him the most expensive belt filled with gold bars.

"Pop-up command: attribute page." Tang Zheng tapped his fingers lightly.

No response.

Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes: "Shut down command: restart."

Still no response.

"Pop-up command: Friend list."

"Pop-up command: skill list."

"Popt command: character backpack."

"Summoning Command:GM!"

No matter what system command he said, nothing happened...

The only thing that came from Tang Zheng's ear was the sound of leaves rubbing in the silent bushes.

"Yo, it's really fun..."

That’s right! Tang Zheng chose option B: Go to a strange world and face everything unknown!

He didn't have a fever, he knew very well, choose A=enjoy, and choose B=toss.

Rebirth is definitely a safer choice. Rebirth means the next ten years. He knows everything. He can buy lottery tickets, bet on football, play in the stock market, live in luxury cars and mansions, top beauties, and worship from fans in Xingyuan World...

Then what? The whole play ends?

Tang Zheng shook his head, and after a few seconds of silence, he stood up from the somewhat wet ground.

He was sure again that he didn't know this place, and there was absolutely no place in the game that he didn't know.

In other words, he can be sure that he is no longer in the game!

"It's a waste, my half bowl of instant noodles..." Although he grew up in an orphanage, he was not without any concern for his previous life - he spent a full ten seconds saying separate from the half bowl of instant noodles he left in the refrigerator.

Then, he scratched his head and picked up a branch from the ground.

call!

A gust of Li Feng was brought up by himself!

He turned his feet at the same time, and the branches on his hands followed his body and drew half a circle. He shouted softly: "Bone-transparent ice blade!"

The action was 100%, but unfortunately, there was only a shallow scratch on the trunk in front of the tree.

He stepped back rapidly, his right hand sank, turned around, rushed forward, and stabbed upwards diagonally: "Cross the throat!"

There were only a few leaves, falling down from the branches...

"Falling thorn!"

"Dragon Ridge Cross Kill!"

Tang Zheng tried several skills with a 100% proficiency in succession, pulled the leaves that fell on his head, and finally determined what he was most concerned about: "The skills really don't seem to be used."

The system commands cannot be opened, and the skills cannot be used. As for equipment...

"I waved my sleeves and didn't bring a single **, and I was dressed quite environmentally friendly." Tang Zheng chewed the leaves in his mouth, used half of the branches to lift the purple-gold belt that fell to the ground, and smiled and said, "Then, then, you are the only one left, old man?"

Purple gold belt.

The only thing that followed him into this strange world.

This purple gold belt is the equipment he has been with for the longest time. A gold wielder may not have top-level equipment, but must have a space belt with a large capacity - if you move gold bars out of the warehouse again and again and again, let's see if the financial owner will spit your saliva on your face.

"But, old guy, you need to be blue when you open it, but I don't even have a drop of blue," Tang Zheng squatted on the ground in a very frustrated posture, talking to his purple gold belt. "Even if it can be opened, I don't know if the gold bars inside you are still there. OK, even if they are all there, I don't know what transaction is used for this ghost place. Maybe...hey, are they using shells?"

There was a sound of a bird flapping its wings from the tree. Tang Zheng just moved his ears and didn't raise his head. He turned around and easily avoided the bird droppings falling from the sky.

Fortunately, the PK technology has not been lost.

Tang Zheng continued to squat on the ground, sorting out his current situation as if he was sorting out game information.

The best situation at present is that if the purple gold belt has a way to open and the gold bar is still there, it can be used, which is of course the best. Even in the worst case, it should be fine to replace the rations for several months with the workmanship of this belt.

"It's already good. Then, let's start?" Tang Zheng stood up, raised his head, half-covered his eyes, and looked at the dazzling sun.

Then, he jumped up gently, grabbed a thick branch with his left hand, then swung his body upwards, and grabbed another thick branch with his right hand.
To be continued...