Rebirth of the virtual emperor

Chapter 3 800 years later
"In ancient times, the evil and terrifying Waka Legion invaded our world. A large number of humans and creatures were controlled by the Waka Legion's sorcery. The Waka Legion brought devastating disasters and plagues to our world. Human beings Falling into confusion and the unknown, when human beings lost their way, Emperor God and Zhou God bestowed us with supreme power and sent two envoys to assist us. Under the leadership of these two envoys, we human beings broke through the The barrier laid by the Waka Legion tore through the fog of the Waka Legion, rushed into the Waka Legion, and severely injured them. The evil Waka Legion was finally destroyed by us humans..." A slightly dilapidated, On the third floor of the building wrapped in dense metal mesh, a thin middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe with a pale complexion was holding a broken book in his hands, and he was reading in a low voice, sometimes in a high voice.

The 35 students sitting below were listening to the instructor's teaching, except for a black-haired boy who was lying on the table in the corner, with dilated pupils and drooping eyelids, looking drowsy.

wake up!Wake up, my child...

The ethereal voice was clearly imprinted into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Who?"

As soon as he yelled, the black-haired boy's body trembled suddenly as if he had been electrocuted.

"Yang Feng! Stand up for me."

At this time, a roar came.

On the podium, the face of the middle-aged instructor collapsed into a ball, his small eyes fixed on the black-haired boy, with an expression that seemed to swallow him up.All the students in the audience turned their heads and turned their eyes to the black-haired boy.The expressions of the students were ridiculed, sympathetic, and helpless, and they were more like watching a play.For the students, it is exciting enough to see a lively scene in a boring lecture hall.

"Yang Feng...who is it?"

The black-haired boy frowned. He felt that the name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember anything.It was as if his brain had suffered an electric shock just now, and then countless strange and familiar memories flooded out, making his consciousness like a muddy mess.Although the black-haired boy's brain was in a mess, his ears became very sharp, and the subtle conversations around him were reflected in his ears without missing a word.

"What happened to Yang Feng today?"

"Who knows him, this guy might be acting stupid."

"Oh! This guy is still in a daze now. Mentor Steve is here, keep your voice down so that he won't hear you."

"It's over, it's over! Yang Feng is dead."

"Last time, Yang Feng seemed to have been charged with a minor demerit, and now he has offended Mentor Steve, so he will probably be dismissed."

"If you withdraw, you will withdraw. Anyway, he is also a laggard in school. Do you know how much he was in the last Yuanli assessment?"

"How many?"

"43 point."

"No way, wasn't he [-] points last year? He only increased by [-] points in a year, which is too little."

"It's not that there are too few, but that they are pitifully few. It is estimated that it will be difficult for him to become a professional in his life."

"In my opinion, he should drop out of school early, so as not to waste the hard-earned resources of his parents."

The black-haired boy raised his head, the face of the mentor standing on the podium had turned livid, and the black-haired boy was still dazed.At this time, the instructor walked over quickly with the book in hand, looking a little hideous, so frightened that the students next to him didn't dare to breathe.The black-haired boy sat in a daze, his brain was like a projector, constantly playing some unfamiliar and familiar images, and every time a picture appeared, the black-haired boy realized something.

After the first two pictures emerged, the following pictures became smoother.

bang bang!The middle-aged tutor slapped the table with heavy hands, and scolded unceremoniously: "Yang Feng! Your parents let you come to school, but you didn't study hard. You are not only wasting everyone's time, but also It's a waste of your parents' hard-earned resources. If you don't want to study, go back to me. Look at your last test score, theology, you only got 35 points..."

The words of the middle-aged tutor drew laughter from the students.

"35 points?"

"Is it the lowest in our class?"

"It must be, the stupidest fat guy got fifty points in the exam."

Yang Feng's dilated pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't show any expression. His brain was in such a mess that he couldn't listen to the middle-aged tutor's words at all.

Seeing Yang Feng's indifferent expression, the veins on Steve's forehead twitched. Yang Feng's appearance was nothing short of naked contempt, and at the same time challenged Steve's dignity as a theologian.As the school's theologian, which student didn't think he was respectful, but he didn't expect such a thorn in his head.Steve was furious immediately, smashed the book in his hand on the table, and then pointed at the door and shouted, "Get out! Get out of here, and don't let me see you again, I don't have a student like you."

"Oh!" Yang Feng moved towards the door indifferently, and behind him came the voice of the middle-aged tutor preaching to the rest of the students: "I have taught theology for so many years, and I have never seen a 'good' student like this. Hmph! A guy like this, let alone become a professional, might not even be able to find a job in the future. What is the use of keeping such dregs? Don’t be like him in the future..."

Accompanied by mentor Steve's scolding, Yang Feng walked slowly to the playground, then turned around and walked into a small path, his consciousness gradually became clearer, and the memories that appeared gradually merged into his brain .

Came to a piece of grass, Yang Feng lay down, looking at the sky with blurred eyes, muttering in his mouth: "Yang Feng, adventure king, virtual platform..." After chanting every sentence, even Yang Feng himself He didn't know what he was thinking, but the familiar fragments in his mind were being integrated little by little.

The dark and quiet road, countless strange creatures, and densely packed treasures all kept appearing in front of Yang Feng's eyes.A nimble figure shuttled unimpededly among the various dungeon platforms.Scary guardian beasts, powerful heavy weapons, rare top-grade refining materials, and even professionals with powerful combat skills.A slender and explosive body, a strong and tall body, an incomparably huge shield, a spear with terrifying destructive power, an incomparably sharp knife... All kinds of memory fragments are constantly pouring into Yang Feng's brain , Browsing these familiar memories like watching a movie, Yang Feng's blurred pupils slowly exuded a faint splendor.

At this time, the memory suddenly jumped over.

On a huge platform, adventurers from all over the world are crowded, and above this platform, there is a throne.That throne is the one dreamed of by all adventurers among non-professionals and professionals.That is the noblest and most symbolic throne in the world of adventure in The Dark World.Although it cannot be compared with the thrones of kings of the major professions, its existence is much longer than the thrones of kings of the major professions.I don't know how many people have changed the king's throne of the major professions, but the person on this throne has never been replaced.There is only one person who can get it and sit still.A familiar figure slowly walked out from behind the throne. It was difficult to see his face clearly under the dark night, but Yang Feng could not forget that familiar figure for a long time.

From the moment this person sat on the throne, all the adventurers on the platform gave out cheers.

"Adventure King!"

"Adventure King..."

Hearing the shouts, Yang Feng seemed to be stimulated, his whole body shook violently, and his eyes quickly closed.

thump!Yang Feng opened his eyes again, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by a brand new confidence and arrogance.On his immature face, there was a trace of maturity that did not match his age, he understood, he knew who he was.Yang Feng took a deep breath, who is he?Adventure King!Once mastering the entire virtual world, he single-handedly opened up thousands of dungeon platforms in "Dark World", including six S-level platforms, and completed a total of 93 exploration tasks. This deed was recorded in the Dark World Records middle.

At the same time, he is also Yang Feng, a third-class student in Smith School, an ordinary and ordinary third-class student.In fact, Yang Feng's current phenomenon is like retelling the memory of his previous life, but it is still based on his original consciousness.

Why did my memory recover?

Why is the world like this.

Yang Feng slowly raised his head and looked at the top of his head. The position 30 meters above the ground was covered with dense metal nets, and he, like a bird in a cage, was tightly locked in the center of the cage.Through the metal mesh, his eyes turned to the sky. At this time, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and it was divided into three pieces. In the cracks, an extremely dark undercurrent shuttled through it.Looking at the torn sky, Yang Feng suddenly remembered the scene of falling into the ravine.

The world is changing!It's all true...

Bang!
A huge strange bird covered with scales collided with the metal net, and a blue light flashed. The bird stomped on the metal net angrily as if it had been shocked by electricity. The bird screamed and spread its wings. and go.

"Cuckoo..."

Looking at the strange birds and beasts going away, Yang Feng was startled.

Cuckoo!
The mid-level guardian beast in the first NO.16 copy platform.

With the protection of extremely hard scales, he is not afraid of ordinary swords, his eyes can emit scorching rays, and he can melt all substances except special metals.The favorite is to tear the prey with its sharp claws, and then devour the heart of the prey.The fatal weakness is located under the neck, there is a piece of soft scales, as long as the scales are pierced, it can hit the cuckoo's core, killing it completely.

How did the monsters in the dungeon platform in the virtual world get into the real world?Is this really the real world?

Looking at the cuckoo beast that appeared, Yang Feng was full of confusion.Then pinched the palm of his right hand.A burst of tingling pain rushed into his mind, followed by a little bit of bright red on his fingers.Blood!It's real blood...Yang Feng can smell a faint smell of blood. This is the real world, not the virtual world... But, why are there monsters on the dungeon platform in the virtual world in the real world?Just as Yang Feng was thinking, he suddenly remembered the mutated robot he saw when he fell into the ravine.

Could it be that the change in this world is related to the virtual world?
library!
Yang Feng didn't care about patting the dust on his body, and ran towards the library quickly.

At this time, I was still in class, and there was no one in the library.Holding his library card, Yang Feng walked quickly into the library after getting the administrator's permission.Scanning the worn-out books in the library, Yang Feng anxiously looked for the books he needed.During the search, Yang Feng didn't pay attention to his feet, and suddenly kicked an object. He staggered and rushed forward. He grabbed the bookshelf in a hurry, so he didn't fall to the ground.

My body is too weak now.

Yang Feng secretly sighed, patted the dust on his body, and glanced at the thing that almost made him fall, only to find that it was a round metal object.

Ok?
Yang Feng leaned down and lifted the metal object.

The metal object was covered with thick dust, and it was impossible to see what it was. Yang Feng patted off the dust on the surface of the metal object.What caught my eye was a digital watch, no wonder I felt a little familiar, this kind of digital watch was an old one.However, the advantage of this kind of digital watch is that even if there is no energy, it can continue to operate by absorbing external energy, and it can last for at least 3000 years.

Yang Feng touched the switch.

Ding!
The metal plate reveals a horological instrument formed by apertures.When he saw the numbers on the clock, Yang Feng was completely stunned. It was the third day of the first month in the 39th year of the [-]th century.

39th century...

That is to say, 31 years have passed since the 800st century?
Yang Feng clenched his fists. He couldn't believe that 800 years had passed.So, why doesn't my own memory have any concept of time?Ancient era?Modern era?What era is this?
(End of this chapter)