When the npc became a goddess, she became a Buddha

Chapter 1 Becoming a Heavenly Mother in the End Times
With the rapid development of virtual holographic online games, many old-fashioned keyboard games have been eliminated, including the once popular online cloud development game, which combines RPG role-playing and AVG adventure, and focuses on character development.The flower planter company that developed this game announced that it will close the server port connected to the cloud cultivation channel in the early morning of January 1.

In the game's last update, a circular clock appeared in midair on the vast map.

When the gear turns, the minute hand moves mechanically.

Ding Zhan stood in the middle of the crowd and looked up.

As an npc who issues tasks every day, she doesn't know what the clock represents.

One by one, the people around her embraced, separated, embraced again, and separated again.

Ding Chan passively accepted the hug, and her program told her that when human needs came, she would try her best to satisfy them.

Even a little hug.

23: 59: 49
23: 59: 50
This is a set of programmed instructions.

Ding Zhan walked up to all the players and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for your hard work and sincere cooperation over the past ten years. I hope that you will still uphold the purpose of the game and pass on the love in the days to come. Now, all servers are ready to shut down, and players will be forced to exit the game interface at that time. We apologize for any inconvenience caused."

"Here, the flower planter and all the npcs bid farewell to all cloud players. The world is far away, and we will see you in the next world."

00: 00: 00
The minute and hour hands hanging in the air rotate and bite, time seems to stand still forever, and everything is silent.

The next second, there was a click.

Ding Zhan was engulfed by a screen full of rich black.

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Ding Chan was woken up by someone shaking, and when she woke up, she saw a fat woman with red spots glaring at her.

The fat woman's hair was matted together as if it hadn't been washed for a long time, her eyes were small and cloudy, and a stench mixed with alcohol smelled out from her mouth.

"Stand up and get out of here!" There was pure disgust and anger in the fat woman's eyes, like she was repelling flies.

Ding Chan raised his body and looked around blankly. This is a simple tent, five square meters in size, with only one bed and a coal stove without fire. The bed is very narrow, the quilt is very damp, and the stove is very old and broken. The tent was howling in the wind, and two ragged children stood at the door.

This is where?

Before Ding Chan could react, the fat woman dragged her off the bed. The fat woman had great strength, and Ding Chan couldn't break free for a while, and then the fat woman pushed her out of the tent.

The two children hid behind Ding Chan and held onto Ding Chan tightly, their faces too pale to speak.

The fat woman disappeared into the tent, but she could clearly be heard swearing outside: "You guys have delayed a month's rent and are trying to beg to live here. I'm not running a charity in a shelter, so get the hell out of here !"

Then, the figure of the fat woman appeared at the door, throwing a dilapidated suitcase to Ding Chan.

Because of the fat woman's violent behavior, the unclosed suitcase was completely opened, and it was full of clothes. The scene was very messy and spilled everywhere.

The clothes are all grown-ups, and the fabrics are rare things in the last days. Just from the pile of clothes on the ground, it can be seen that the owner of the suitcase is a person who loves himself very much.

The girl behind Ding Chan ran over, stuffed the scattered clothes into the suitcase, and looked at her innocently and blankly.

Ding Zhan looked around and saw clusters of tents of different sizes and shades.Yellow sand filled the air above the tents, blocking the sun from rising in the distance.

The streets of the tent group were full of people lying here and there, including men and women, old people and children. They turned a blind eye to what happened to Ding Zhan. After a quick glance, they still wrapped their bodies in thin blankets, waiting for the sunrise in the east.

Ding Chan came to a strange world, she thought it was a dream, but the lingering chill made her realize that this is a real world and she is a human being.

Just as Ding Chan was about to walk onto the street, the boy who had been pulling Ding Chan's clothes hugged her knees, buried his face between her legs, suppressed his crying, and said with a thick and immature nasal cavity, "Mom, don't want it!" I, I will be obedient and listen to you."

The girl carrying the suitcase held the suitcase tightly, with an undetectable nervousness on her face.

Ding Chan's memory told her that these two children were both her children, who had just turned three years old this year.The apocalypse broke out four years ago. Before that, she had a wealthy and relatively happy family. It wasn't until the apocalypse broke out that she was found pregnant, and life became more and more difficult.Six months ago, she and her two children were thrown out of the base by her family, intending to let them fend for themselves.

The children have gone through many difficulties with her. She is barely a qualified mother. When there is a lack of food and clothes, she will give them a little from her mouth. She is just moody, takes out her anger on the children when things go wrong, and sometimes beats them.

When the family threw them to the outer district, they paid three months' rent in one lump sum. She then sold the necklace and earrings to pay for two months, waiting for the family members at the base to fulfill the promise. Waited for a month.

Now she and her two children have been kicked out by the landlord.

Seeing the crying boy hugging her knee, Ding Chan didn't understand why he was crying.

Is it just to prevent her from abandoning them?

Then she can do it.

The system instructions are still there, and it is very clear, that is, to help humans within the scope of her ability, which is Ding Zhan's obligation and responsibility as a nurturing NPC.

She moved the little boy from the back to the front.

The human mother's tone should have been friendly, but when she said it, there was a sense of rigidity: "Mom doesn't want you."

Yesterday "she" was in a bad mood and threatened the two children with words like "don't want them" before going to bed, leaving a deep psychological shadow on them.

"Really?" the boy asked in a trembling voice, wiping his tears with his hand.

Ding Chan nodded, she never lied to anyone.

Ding Zhan took the suitcase from the girl's hand, looked at this immature and gray face, and said in a blunt and cold voice: "I will do this kind of thing in the future."

The girl pursed her lips, walked up to the boy, held his hand, and looked at her nervously.

Ding Chan didn't think there was a problem with his attitude, but when he noticed the girl's gaze, Ding Chan looked at her: "What's wrong."

The girl shook her head, her eyes were dark and energetic, she couldn't understand why her mother suddenly seemed to be a different person.

"Then let's find a place first." She was wrapped in a silk shirt, with trousers and short boots on her body. The child was dressed casually, and the old and thin coarse linen clothes did not keep warm.

Ding Zhan tried his best to suppress the goose bumps caused by the cold, and planned to leave with the two children who were also hungry and cold.

It seems that no matter where you are, poverty and cold are eternal topics for human beings.

(End of this chapter)