Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter One

"On September 1, 2019, I remember that the sun in Anshi was so big that afternoon, it was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes..."

"Wait, wait." The young woman raised her hand expressionlessly to stop. "Although you miss the distant past and say the date, today is only September 2, 19th."

The middle-aged man with a stubborn face and melancholy eyes said solemnly, "For you, it was only yesterday, but for me, it was already three hundred years ago."

The woman took a very forceful inhalation, with obvious blue veins appearing on her forehead and neck. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She seemed to be trying her best to control her anger: "Well... from yesterday to today. Say it's equal to three hundred years, so what?"

The melancholic bearded man suddenly got excited: "So-sister, I am your brother Yang Qiu! That afternoon you sent me to buy food and grab my computer to do drama. I got angry and went directly to the Internet cafe to play, but I finally got to play. Going home in the middle of the night, I suddenly passed through, and was thrown into a very dark magical world for three hundred years! I finally wore it back..."

"Get out—!"

"Boom" and "bang" sounded repeatedly, and the door and security door of room 3-2 were thrown heavily, leaving only the melancholy bearded man who claimed to be Yang Qiu standing alone in the corridor.

"Listen to me, old sister, I'm really Yang Qiu!" The melancholic bearded man had to pat the door again, "Your name is Yang Ying, and our mother is Ni Keping. I still remember it for the past three hundred years. Yours—!"

There was no sound inside the door, but the door of Room 3-1 next door opened, and an aunt who looked quite strange but was a little familiar stared blankly at the bearded man in the corridor.

The aunt closed the door slowly.

The door lock rang, and the melancholy bearded man heard the aunt's nervous voice from inside the door: "Old man, what's the phone number of the Qingshan Mental Hospital? A madman came from the Yang family next door and was smashing the door..."

Yang Qiu, a melancholy bearded man, left the Sequoia community where he had lived for 16 years lonely.

Yang Qiu, with his face full of scumbags and greasy shawl hair, wore the other world and then returned. At this moment, he is still wearing the clothes brought back from the other world:

Beige long-sleeved high-necked shirt, the same color waistcoat, black magic cloth trousers, deer leather boots on the feet, a black cloak with a hood, and a delicate staff with forearm length in his hand. .

When he walked out of the community, two high school students who had just returned from the school report looked at him in surprise, and one of them muttered in a low voice: "So old people still play COS? Who is this COS?"

Yang Qiu turned his head and stared at the two high school students, focusing on their blue and white sports school uniforms.

Three hundred years...One day before Earth time, he was wearing this school uniform. The warm and thick autumn school uniform accompanied him through the first difficult years...

"Hey!" The two high school students were very uncomfortable by him, and they disliked and ran away hand in hand.

Yang Qiu didn't care that he was regarded as a pervert, and looked at them with nostalgia until he couldn't see them.

That is not the girl who runs away, that is the carefree youth he has lost...

Sequoia District is in a good location, and you can reach the pedestrian street in the commercial district of Anshi by walking a two-hundred-meter laneway from the district. Taking advantage of the popularity of the pedestrian street, many stores have opened on both sides of the not-so-wide lanes, and there are long vegetable stalls around the corners. Some elderly people in the community like to buy vegetables nearby.

The popularity of the laneway is not comparable to that of the pedestrian street, but it is not deserted. Yang Qiu stood at the gate of the community for a while, and at least a dozen people came and went staring at his suspected COS black magician.

Fortunately, in this era, people wearing Hanfu, Lolita skirts, and COS are all over the streets, and there are all kinds of exotic clothes. Yang Qiu is not too out of the ordinary.

When a middle-aged couple walked into the community from Yang Qiu, the female still said to her husband: "This COS is really professional, isn't it your League of Legends role?"

The man originally only glanced at Yang Qiu, then he turned his head and stared at Yang Qiu: "It seems...no, no hero has this look."

Yang Qiu lowered his head and walked away quickly.

After half an hour.

Penniless and homeless, Yang Qiu sat alone on a bench in the northwest corner of the central square of Tashan Park, facing the flowerbed with a pensive expression.

"I can't feel the magic at all, the earth really has no magic..."

The right hand was raised falsely, and the spell-casting rune gesture was drawn smoothly in the void. The hand of a mage who can drive at will, and does not even need a spell-casting gesture, cannot be summoned.

After thinking about it, Yang Qiu took out the Dragon Bone Staff.

Holding the staff with a light stroke, a large, semi-transparent hand that was invisible to the naked eye and about half a human height suddenly appeared in the void.

But... the hand of the mage that was successfully summoned only lasted for half a second, and then fell apart and dissipated.

"The battle before the journey exhausted my magic power, and I haven't had time to recover..." Yang Qiu sighed lightly, "There is not much magic left. Have you lost your identity as'Yang Qiu' on the earth..."

The situation is a bit difficult, but Yang Qiu's expression is not so solemn, and even a little relaxed-what if there is no identity, survival on earth is much easier than that **** magical alien world anyway!

Yang Qiu, who has struggled for three hundred years before barely becoming a high-level black magician and has a certain ability to protect himself, rushes in regardless of the rift in time and space?

In addition to the familiar time and space fluctuations he felt in this sudden rift, the most important reason was that he had been chased by the lunatics of the Inquisition for decades!

Even hiding in the Dimensional Demon Realm to steal a life, there are so many snakes who come to chase him and slash...

Isn't it just that the road saw the injustice and killed a few cardinal holy land prophets? What a grudge!

"At least on Earth, you don't even have to worry about squatting in the pit, whether there will be lunatics throwing alchemy into the pit."

Taking a breath of peaceful air in a relaxed manner, Yang Qiu took off the too garish black cloak, looked left and right, and put the cloak and the same conspicuous keel staff into the space ring.

Without the cloak and staff, the beige elven cloth turtleneck shirt, the same color vest and black magic pattern trousers are not conspicuous. Of course, the material cannot be studied deeply...

"I was so excited when I came back, I was anxious to go home to see the situation... I am now like this, Yang Ying will definitely not recognize it.

Yang Qiu yawned, lay down on the park bench, and snorted after a short while... Before bumping into the space-time rift with familiar spatial fluctuations, he was chased by the lunatic of the Inquisition. It's been a long time since I closed my eyes properly.

Sleeping until it's dark, all kinds of street lights inside and outside the park compete with neon lights, and Yang Qiucai is awakened by the deafening square dance classics.

I stretched my waist and sat up, and found that under the bench somebody had put two big buns in plastic bags and a bottle of mineral water.

"It's great to be able to return to Earth." Yang Qiu sincerely thanked the unknown good-hearted person. He tore open the plastic bag and gobbled up the cold bun...Before he came back, he was chased by the lunatic of the court to the monster. Running deep in the forest, how long hasn't eaten normal food!

I don't know if his eating cold buns are too amazing, the two 996 social animals who just got off work glanced here and stopped.

The two female social animals glanced at each other, and both saw the sympathy in each other's eyes. One of the long-haired ones came over silently and put the supper bought near the park square on the bench where Yang Qiu was sitting.

"Is it for me?" Yang Qiu shook his whole body when he smelled the spicy smell coming from the packed supper.

The long-haired girl was taken aback by him, and she nodded her head and backed away hurriedly.

"Thank you, my sister is kind!" Yang Qiu swallowed the last half of the cold bun in one bite, tearing up the packaging bag with a grim look.

The short-haired female white-collar worker stepped forward and took her companion's wrist, urging in a low voice, "Let's go."

The two left in a hurry.

When they walked out of the northwest corner of the park, where there were fewer people and even more deserted in the evening, the two female social animals breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are too impulsive. That guy is tall and big, with all hands and feet, he will become a tramp in the park. Maybe he has mental problems. What if he gets excited and hurts you?" The short-haired girl complained in a low voice.

"I look pretty pitiful... forget it." The long-haired girl said with a pale face, "Don't say that. If it's not for something, who wants to get to this point."

"Hey, these days, normal people who move bricks can guarantee food and clothing. Who will go to sleep on the road if nothing is wrong? Look at the homeless people in the news reports. It is either a brain problem or a fugitive." Short hair The female didn't agree with the authentic way, "If you can't bear to bear it, it's better to take the food by yourself, it's better than taking the risk to send it over."

"I know, I know…"

On the other side, Yang Qiu, who had eaten the spicy soup again after 300 years, did not let go of a single pepper or a bit of oil star, and licked the plastic fast food box clean...

"The earth is better!" Yang Qiu, who was so moved with tears, put the clean plastic lunch box into the space ring.

Then he found out what was wrong...

"Damn! Plastic containers on the earth are just white garbage and don't need to be collected. I'm poisonous!"

Muttering a word full of black lines, Yang Qiu took out the plastic lunch box again.

He is a black magician. The space ring is only ten cubic meters in size, and it contains all the odds and ends... The bedding, changing clothes and living utensils take up the bulk, and the rest is the monsters collected by the way during the escape. Materials, tattered herbs, etc. There is only a small leather bag left for the casting materials.

"what?"

When he took out the plastic lunch box, Yang Qiu found a white ball inside the space ring.

How much does the poor ghost value his wealth? That is because there is one more herbal leaf and one less one can remember clearly. Yang Qiu is sure that there is absolutely no such thing in his asset list.

Yang Qiu took out the white ball in confusion.

The plain stone ball, the size of a fist, looks rough, but it feels smooth to the touch.

"Where did this stuff come from...grass!"

Finding that the ball actually absorbed the little magic power left in his body through the contact surface of his palm, Yang Qiu subconsciously wanted to throw it away.

Unfortunately it's too late...

With a scream, Yang Qiu disappeared instantly.

On the park bench, there was only one licked plastic fast food box.

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