No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 1
Night fell.

The radiant neon signs reflect the moonlight of Yongcheng like daytime.

The gymnasium was full of voices, patches of blushing cheeks intertwined with hot breath, showing off the restlessness of dopamine and adrenaline.

Ning Luo stood in the middle of the greenery, and the gathered sound wave beat his consciousness like a tidal wave, abruptly waking him up.

"Well……"

Memories flooded.

"This is the Yongcheng Gymnasium. I should be participating in an e-sports competition."

"Traveling through the simulator, this game sounds so weird..."

Before he could recall any more, a female voice came from the surrounding speakers and quickly read:

"Good evening, audience friends, this is the scene of the 233rd Fantasy Traveling Tournament, the group stage of the Yongcheng Division!"

"I'm the host Qianyue!"

The hostess girl wore a luxurious low-cut dress and read a series of advertisements skillfully.

Then he raised his hand and said loudly: "Next, let us invite the two contestants to participate in the opening match!"

Hundreds of spotlights on the zenith rotate in unison, and the lights converge to the center of the stadium.

Ning Luo's eyes were sleepy, she subconsciously bowed her head and raised her hand to block the light.

On the other hand, the young man in a suit held his head high, not only had a confident smile on his face, but also waved to the audience.

Which is better and which is worse, you can tell at a glance.

There were boos in the audience.

"Tsk..."

Ning Luo's eyes froze, and he retracted his hand little by little mechanically, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

This scene of ridicule by tens of thousands of people is undoubtedly an unbearable burden on the lives of social terrorists.

The stickiness of the back and the burning of the earlobe stimulated Ning Luo's senses, temporarily reminding him of more information.

This is a highly technological blue star. I don't know if it is the future or a parallel time and space.

And he is now in the Yongcheng Stadium, participating in a global broadcast of e-sports events.

The event originated from a completely submerged game called "Traveling Simulator", which is a masterpiece developed by the "Matrix" system, and it is also the biggest entertainment activity in the entire Blue Star.

Players can start with different golden fingers, including family background, physique, ability, chance...

Then travel to the same copy, and then start the game!

"Is this an infinite flow of gamification, or a fantasy version of a life reopening simulator?"

"understood."

Ning Luo tried his best to trace back the memory, and his mood gradually calmed down.

The host Qianyue seemed to be talking about something, but Ning Luo didn't listen to a single word.

Because he knew very well that the most urgent task was to calm down and organize his thoughts.

The sudden feeling of crossing slowly subsided.

The tension of social fear is gradually getting used to.

When Ning Luo opened his eyes again, he didn't know how long the time had passed, but he only saw a huge projected light curtain lying in front of him.

Panel announcement!

[Map]: Dust Realm
[Dungeon]: Shushan Defense Battle
[Estimated duration]: 20 years

[Conditions for winning and losing]: Contribute to the protection of Shu Mountain when the Demon Cult attacks the mountain

[Additional modules]: None

[Fang Ao (Resurrection)]: Immortal fate (C), rich family background (D), kendo genius (D), excellent roots (E), premature death (F)

[Ning Luo (Reincarnation)]: None (does not hold the Mandate of Heaven)
[Countdown to time travel]: 60s
60...

59...

58...

Before Ning Luo was fully prepared, the countdown to time travel had already begun.

Qianyue immediately announced: "Please make a war agreement!"

With that said, two micro-aircrafts carried microphones and flew in front of Ning Luo and Fang Ao.

It is a tradition of the competition to make a battle contract. To put it bluntly, it is to let the players attack and provoke each other, so that the game will be more explosive and more eye-catching.

Ning Luo didn't know much about it, and didn't intend to speak.

He closed his eyes and meditated, filtering out the noisy whispers around him, and there was a buzzing deep in his consciousness.

Memories were sorted into threads, and Ning Luo finally connected everything together.

Previously, when he stayed up late reading novels, he hit his face with his mobile phone, and he traveled to this neon city as soon as he opened his eyes.

But now, he will travel to another world with his opponent at the same time, and start a game around the plot of the copy.

To win is to win, not for any passionate reason, let alone to prove yourself.

It's just the feeling of being surrounded by thousands of people and laughing under the spotlight, once is enough.

50...

40...

30...

20...

10...

The world lost its voice.

Ning Luo opened his eyes again.

The turbulent crowds in all directions turned into dense black spots, passing by as if being swallowed by a raging wave, and then disappeared piece by piece from his vision.

The red carps and dragon boats swimming in the sky were devoured by the dark sky, the scattered stars also dimmed their brilliance, and the dome was like a dark curtain.

The world has turned into a dull sandbox, and the gymnasium has become a silent garden.

No crowds, no sightlines.

Naturally there is no fear.

The countdown is about to hit zero.

Ning Luo saw that his body disintegrated into tiny data cubes, and the guiding sky light was about to fall.

On the other hand, Fang Ao was still chattering.

He raised his chin with the remaining half of his body, as if he was mocking something.

But Ning Luo couldn't hear it.

Ning Luo just raised his head calmly and put on the hood of the sweater.

There was no extra emotion in the eyes that looked at Fang Ao.

Yes, probably just the arrogance of being an old bookworm.

When I return, I hope that the demons and monsters will no longer show their teeth and claws, and the sounds of apes on both sides of the strait will no longer cry.

It seems that there are few paper books in this world?

Then this place will become Blue Star's book corner tonight.

Of course, hustle and bustle is prohibited.

　newcomer new book-,-
　　The start is a little slow, and the 15 chapters are so fast

　　(The internal vote has passed, please rest assured to collect)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)