Infinite Metaverse

"Well……"

A groan came from Fu Qinghai's dry throat, he blinked his eyes, his body regained consciousness, and turned his head to look aside.

A lean but muscular old human man was sitting next to him, concentrating on pounding dark green grass root paste in a stone mortar with a wooden pestle.

The bitterness that Fu Qinghai smelled came from this.

Next to the old man, there was a black stone pot, which was set on several square gravels, with firewood burning under it, and water was gurgling in the stone pot.

The old man looked to be in his sixties, with ravines and ravines on his face, dark bronze skin, a few sparse and curvy white beards on his chin, and a calm expression.

"woke up?"

The old man asked while making medicine.

"Uh, yes, it was you, you saved me?"

Fu Qinghai was lying on a flat stone slab covered with withered grass at this time, and asked hesitantly, using honorifics when facing a possible savior.

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, I saved you. I heard the loud noise from the mirror lake, so I went to check, and then I saw you... and that poor musician."

"Musician..." Fu Qinghai was taken aback for a moment, then immediately remembered, "It's Hall Kemp, what about the others, how is he doing?"

The old man shook his head and said, "He's dead."

"Uh..." Fu Qinghai's tone faltered.

He remembered that he protected Hall Kemp in his arms at the last moment, and used his back to meet the impact of the water surface tension. Unfortunately, the body of a mortal still cannot withstand the impact of such a high-altitude fall.

The old man said lightly: "His body is not as strong as yours. When I found you two in the middle of the lake, he was already dying, with only his last breath left, and he died soon."

As he spoke, the old man picked up an iron-gray metal skull from the side, handed it to Fu Qinghai, and said:

"This is what he left for you."

Fu Qinghai took it. It was Hall Kemp's servo skull. Fu Qinghai remembered that this thing can convert humming voice recognition into musical score output.

Fu Qinghai sat up on the slate, pressed the button on the servo skull, and a weak recording came out from it:

"Uh, Qing...Master Qingshan, we are saved, this old man saved us, ahem, but I am going to die, I can't hold on anymore, please... please see it for the sake of our acquaintance , keep this servo skull for me, keep this servo skull for me, my life's creation, cough, and... and my archaeological research materials, all in it, if... if you can return to Terra one day, Please give it to..."

Followed by a string of addresses.

Holding the metal skull in his hand, Fu Qinghai had a complicated expression on his face.

His impression of Hall Kemp is just a small person, a composer and narrator who is extremely crazy about music. If you want to say how much friendship you have, you can't talk about it, you can only say that you know him.

Fu Qinghai recalled the intermittent words he heard before he lost consciousness.

"Aoyama...Master Aoyama..."

"We should...should be friends, right..."

Hall Kemp may have considered himself his friend all along.

The only thing that Fu Qinghai felt strange was that Hall Kemp was fine, he was just an ordinary human male, and he himself was an Astartes with a total armor weight of 300 kilograms, this old man How did the skinny-looking guy get himself and Hall Kemp ashore?

Since it is a relic of Hall Kemp, it is really necessary for him to put it away for him. Fu Qinghai put the servo skull by his side, raised his head and asked the old man:

"This...Old gentleman, thank you for saving your life. I haven't asked for your name yet. In addition, I have another question. How long have I been unconscious here?"

The old man raised his eyes, stroked the beard on his chin, pondered for a while, and said:

"Well... It's been a long time. Anyway, before I left this universe, you were in a coma. After I came back, you were still lying here."

"As for my name, my Malay name is Husin Hussein Bin Badawi, and my Chinese name is Zheng Wanli. You can call me whatever you want."

"!?"

Fu Qinghai's mouth opened wide, and his eyes widened:

"It's not... you, are you a reincarnation?"

At this moment, there were ten thousand thoughts echoing in Fu Qinghai's mind, and he didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

The old man nodded and said casually:

"yes."

The thoughts in Fu Qinghai's mind turned back and forth...

In his impression, the reincarnated people he met were usually people in their twenties to thirties.

The reason is also very simple. First of all, there is a problem of physical strength. Young adults are at the peak of their physical condition compared to those who are too young or too old. Among other things, in many zombie movies, they can run faster. , and naturally it is easier to survive.

Secondly, the reincarnation world universe is generated by various pop culture IPs. Young people have a better understanding of pop culture than older people, and they have an advantage in plot knowledge.

So at the beginning, Fu Qinghai didn't think of this old man as a reincarnator at all, he only regarded this old man as an aborigine on this earth-like planet.

He said that I was only "strong", so he obviously didn't know what a space soldier was, and the reincarnation world hadn't started a new round of reincarnation, but he came back here...

Fu Qinghai had so many questions in his mind that he didn't know where to ask them.

Fu Qinghai asked:

"Hu Xian, um, old Mr. Zheng Wanli, I want to ask, do you know the Warhammer 40K universe?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't understand."

Fu Qinghai immediately said: "Then you still leave the anchor of the world here?"

The old man turned his head to look at Fu Qinghai strangely, and said:

"I have many anchors in the world, and I can throw them wherever I want."

What?

Fu Qinghai was shocked when he heard this.

He always thought that in the initial panel, the anchor of the world given by the reincarnation world was unique to each person, but the old man said that he had many.

Hmm... Fu Qinghai thought for a while.

I haven't even unlocked the two functions [Reincarnation Store] and [Reincarnation Arena], but this thin old man named Hu Xian has countless world anchors...

The old man's strength may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

The old man finally made the herb paste in the stone mortar in his hand, and he mixed a spoonful of boiling hot water into it, and handed the bowl-shaped stone mortar to Fu Qinghai, saying:

"Come on, drink it, it may be good for your recovery."

Uh... Facing this stone mortar full of green water, Fu Qinghai's eyes flickered with hesitation.

A bowl of strange liquid medicine was handed over by a stranger who was not very familiar with it. Fu Qinghai logically said that he should not put it directly into his mouth.

But Fu Qinghai thought that he had taste detection nerves under his tongue, so he could take this opportunity to test the old man.

Even if it is poisonous, I still have a pre-set stomach, and I can spit out the medicinal soup again.

So Fu Qinghai took the stone mortar, and dried up the dark green medicinal soup inside in one gulp.

The medicinal soup flows through the taste sensory nerve under the tongue, and then comes to the pre-stomach below the esophagus.

The taste-detecting nerves did not detect any known toxic substances.

It was just some plant extracts, and it didn't help Fu Qinghai recover from his injuries.

From this detail, it also confirms the previous judgment:

The old man didn't know what an Astarte was, he didn't know how strong Astarte's recovery ability was, and when he saw the neural interface on Fu Qinghai's body, he probably thought that Fu Qinghai was a very tall and strong person. It's just an enhanced human transformed by some kind of cyber prosthetic body.

He has absolutely no knowledge of the Warhammer 40,000 universe.

Fu Qinghai sat upright. Although there was no reminder from the life-support system of the power armor, he could still feel that his body had already recovered to a point. He only needed to eat and supplement some nutrition and energy to fully recover. .

Many book lovers will feel that, just looking at the final data performance of the Astartes after the completion of the promotion and transformation, such as strength, speed, and reaction, it seems that they are nothing more than that. The nineteen surgeries do not seem to be too awesome.

However, it should be noted that among the nineteen operations and the implantation of super organs, how many of the organs are aimed at enhancing the comprehensive survivability of the Astartes on the battlefield, rather than directly improving combat performance.

Sassan meninges, pre-stomach, Lamanrui organs, blood-reconstructed organs...etc.

These organs are not directly related to combat power.

But look now, Fu Qinghai fell from an incomparably high altitude onto the lake, even the power armor on his body was smashed, and he fell into a coma.

As a result, when he woke up, his injuries were almost healed.

Do you still feel that the nineteen remodeling operations are unnecessary?

Of course, Fu Qinghai's series of operations before falling into the water, such as breaking the water surface tension, such as using his back to bear the impact, are also the reasons why he was able to recover his life.

At this moment, Fu Qinghai and the old man are in a stone building, which seems to be the interior of an ancient ruin, with winding vines and weeds growing tenaciously from the crevices of the stones. Fissure openings shone in, spilling onto the gray flagstone floor.

Sitting up, Fu Qinghai rubbed his hands, organized his words, and said in Chinese:

"Uh, Mr. Zheng Wanli, my injury is almost healed. I thank you again for saving me. I believe you can also see that I have a lot of questions at the moment. That... um..."

The old man nodded and said in fluent Chinese:

"You can call me Hu Xian, I was brought up by my mother, I am not used to my Chinese name."

Hu Xian put down the wooden pestle in his hand, and the floating dust in the stone room shone with a soft halo of Tyndall effect in the sunlight, making the wrinkles on the old man's face more obvious.

"On this planet, there is a high probability that there are only two of us. In a long time in the future, there may be only two of us. I will tell you more about my story."

The old man pursed his lips, looked at the ground, and said:

"I was born in Singapore, in a wealthy Chinese businessman's family. My mother is a Malay, a maid in a wealthy businessman's family. The master drank too much one day, and then I was born."

"My father's family is engaged in shipping trade business. According to the laws of Singapore, an illegitimate child like me also has the right to inherit property, but my brothers and sisters are very wary of me and don't let me participate in the family business. Give me a lot of money, just to make me a playboy, not to come and mix in the family business."

"I also did what they wished, and became a guy who loves cars all day long and spends his time in a good mood."

In the stone room, the water in the pot was still gurgling. Fu Qinghai sat on the stone slab and listened quietly without interrupting Hu Xian's words.

Among the reincarnation people that Fu Qinghai has come into contact with, whether it is Chen Xue, Zhang Yuning, or Fu Qinghai himself, they all keep secret about their identity and life experience before entering the world of reincarnation, and they are basically unwilling to mention it.

As for this old man, he began to talk about his life experience before entering the world of reincarnation, which is really rare.

Hu Xian went on to say: "Later, when I was in my 40s, with the hard work of my brothers and sisters, the family's shipping business suffered setbacks one after another. The company went bankrupt and my father was also furious. After entering the hospital, he passed away within a few months."

"I have also changed from a rich second generation who spends all day and night to a middle-aged old waste with no savings, no income, and no skills."

Hu first stirred the water in the stone pot with a wooden spoon, and smiled leisurely:

"My wife and kids, left me as a good-for-nothing old bastard, I even thought about killing myself, and then when I was broke and I couldn't do anything, guess what?"

"The reincarnation world is here."

Hu Xian shook his head and said with emotion:

"This fate is really unpredictable."

"My first reincarnation world was the Street Fighter universe. This is the main world. I stayed in it for a long time. I learned two-handed Wing Chun in a boxing gym in Singapore when I was young, so I went to In Japan, it took a lot of trouble to find the master of Gangquan, and said with a straight face that he wanted to join the sect of Assassin Fist."

The Nanyang area also has a good martial arts tradition. In addition to the various schools of Nanquan brought by the Chinese who went to Nanyang, the local Malays were also a warlike jungle nation in ancient times.

Fu Qinghai also played arcade machines when he was a child, so he knew the terms Hu Xian said.

Assassination boxing fighting style is the school of the street fighter male protagonist Ryu, the master of the gang is the master of Gangquan, and he is also the master of Ryu, Ken and Huoyinbo.

Hu first came up to learn assassination boxing, and learned the fighting martial arts of the protagonist of Street Fighter.

"Gang Fist Grandmaster didn't pay much attention to my two Wing Chun furs, but to my surprise, Grand Master Gang Fist accepted me, a 40-something-year-old trash, to join the Assassin Fist sect. among."

A memory flashed across Hu Xian's eyes, and he said:

"Many reincarnations have tried to find Master Gangquan, but he refused, but he chose me. I also asked Master Gangquan later, why, why did he accept me, an old man whose body has been hollowed out by wine and sex? Man, join his apprentices? Master Gangquan replied that he saw the ups and downs and fluctuations of life in my eyes, and he felt that my flat attitude and pursuit of life and power are very suitable for learning Assassination fist."

Hu Xian turned his head to look at Fu Qinghai, and asked:

"Do you know why?"

Fu Qinghai shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

"Have you ever played Street Fighter?"

"Played."

"There is a character named Sha Yilong, have you used it?"

Fu Qinghai's eyes widened all of a sudden:

"The killing intent fluctuates!"

Hu Xian nodded: "That's right, the wave of killing intent, this is the most powerful energy in the worldview of Street Fighter, stronger than the spiritual power of the villain Vega, the fighters who realize this energy are terrifyingly strong, assassination When the fist fighting style is practiced deeply, you will realize the fluctuation of killing intent, but the fluctuation of killing intent has very large side effects. It will make people enter a state of blackening and berserk, unable to control their desire to kill. Gangquan masters are very Against this state, he has been telling his disciples to restrain themselves and calm their hearts."

Hu Xian sat cross-legged and said slowly:

"Master Gangquan may think that someone like me who has experienced ups and downs in life can restrain the killing intent in his heart."

Hu Xian and Fu Qinghai didn't know that later, in order to continue the story line of Street Fighter's world view, Capcom revived the dead Gangquan, and the professor gave Long the "power of nothingness" that can restrain the fluctuation of killing intent. ·The version after Hao Gui replaced Vega as the new big boss, and introduced a more powerful concept of "immortal power". The wave of killing intent is no longer the most powerful energy.

"And then?" Fu Qinghai asked.

Hu Xian sighed and said:

"I let Master Gangquan down. I cultivated the wave of killing intent, but I didn't find a way to suppress it."

"After the story line mission of the Street Fighter universe ended, I went through several small and large dungeon worlds and the main world, and finally came to the SSS-level Star Wars universe."

Hu Xian said slowly:

"It may be that when I entered the world of reincarnation, I was already too old. When I reached this state of mind, I was no longer as passionate as you young people are in exploring and pursuing in the world of reincarnation."

"Until Master Gangquan was killed by his younger brother, my uncle, Hao Gui, with the wave of killing intent, I didn't understand the way to restrain the wave of killing intent. This incident became a heart problem for me. I An obsession, I simply ignored the plot line tasks of the main world of Star Wars, and I just wanted to find a way to restrain the side effects of the wave of killing intent in the Star Wars universe."

"Then, I joined the Jedi Order."

"Oh no..." Fu Qinghai couldn't sit still when he heard this, he interrupted with disbelief:

"You are in your forties or fifties, can you still join the Jedi Order??"

Hu Xian shrugged and said:

"I don't know either, maybe the Jedi who accepted me as an apprentice, like Master Qui-Gon King, are more eclectic."

Fu Qinghai's face is wrinkled together. The time when he played Street Fighter is too long, and many details have been blurred, but he is not sleepy when it comes to Star Wars. No matter how eclectic Qui-Gon King is, give Ann When Anakin Skywalker was the first teacher, Anakin was only six years old. At this point, he was opposed by the Jedi Supreme Council, who believed that Anakin Skywalker already had emotional fetters and dependence (his Mother), it is not suitable to be trained as a Jedi anymore.

Anakin Skywalker, the leading actor in the prequels of Star Wars, joined the Jedi Order at the age of six, and he was always berated. You are in your 40s and 50s, and you can still join the Jedi Order?

Are you sure you're not a Sith masquerading as a Jedi?

Hu Xian smiled and said:

"It was only after I joined the Jedi Order that I realized that Jedi knights must be trained from infancy. It may be because my teacher is an Neti. For Neti, in his forties, only It's just a small sapling."

Neti people are an intelligent plant race in the Star Wars universe, referred to as alien vegetative people, with a very long life span. The famous female Jedi Master Tara Sa is a Neti people.

But Fu Qinghai couldn't accept this reason. The Jedi Knights didn't want adults, not because of their specific age, but because of their emotional bonds.

Hu Xian looked at Fu Qinghai's unacceptable expression, hehe laughed and said:

"Well, there are actually two other reasons. The Jedi master who took me as a disciple would use the Force to read my mind. He saw my heart. There are no relatives and lovers in the world for me to miss, except to find restraint. The method of fluctuating killing intent is my last obsession."

"And another reason is that my talent in the Force is very high. I am force-sensitive, which is what they call a force-sensitive person. The Jedi master who accepted me as a disciple was worried that if he didn't accept me as a disciple , I will degenerate to the Sith warriors to pursue power, and become a catastrophe for the galaxy."

Alright...Fu Qinghai nodded, and the latter two reasons are a little more acceptable.

But Fu Qinghai changed his mind and thought again, in the Warhammer 40K universe, the promotion period of a normal star warrior also takes about a hundred years, and he completed the promotion and transformation in just one year, and became a star warrior, isn't he outrageous? Why question people becoming Jedi Knights in their forties?

The water in the stone pot boiled for a long time, and the liquid level dropped a lot. Hu first picked up a spoon, scooped up a large spoonful, poured it into a wooden bowl, handed it to Fu Qinghai, and said:

"After talking for so long, my mouth is dry. Come, have a bowl of bone soup first."

Hey, Fu Qinghai took the wooden bowl with both hands, thinking that you just used bone broth to make the potion for me.

The old man Hu Xian raised his head and drank a big bowl of soup, admiringly said:

"Ha...it's delicious, not bad."

It's a beautiful thing to drink Jitang.

Fu Qinghai picked up the steaming wooden bowl, and a fresh scent of mushrooms spread into his nose. Fu Qinghai's nose was much more sensitive than that of the earth in his previous life. This bowl of soup reminded him of a kind of mushroom essence on earth. Seasoning similar to chicken bouillon.

"Let me tell you, this is a miraculous ingredient I discovered. The stewed broth actually has a mushroom-like aroma. It's worth a try."

Fu Qinghai took a sip and found that it was indeed the case. The meat was delicious and the fungus was fragrant.

The nutrient-rich soup quickly followed Fu Qinghai's esophagus to the preset stomach in front of the main stomach. Immediately afterwards, a bioelectrical signal was transmitted by the preset stomach to the genetic detector connected to the preset stomach. The detection nerve, the genetic detection nerve that grew on the inner side of Fu Qinghai's spine, quickly transmitted a bioelectrical signal to Fu Qinghai's brain.

This series of nerve signal transmission occurs in the instant when the soup falls into the stomach.

Then, Fu Qinghai felt the nerve signal warning in the brain——

Alien gene detected! Alien gene detected!

And it is an alien race that the space warriors are very, very familiar with.

Orcs.

Even the species of the genetic detection nerves are given:

Occult-like subspecies, Squig.

Hiss... Fu Qinghai was shocked, and slowly put down the wooden bowl in his hand.

Fu Qinghai looked at the old man Hu Xian who was still pouring soup, and asked:

"Master, Mr. Hu Xian, where did you find this ingredient?"

Hu Xian took another big mouthful of soup, and said without raising his head:

"I catch and eat fish from Mirror Lake every day. I got tired of eating fish. Once I walked to the outskirts of the forest and found a red monster with fangs and a big mouth running on two hind legs. This little thing It’s so fierce, it bites me when it sees me, and after I caught it, I tried to use it to make soup, hey, don’t look at its ugly appearance, the stewed soup is really delicious!”

... Fu Qinghai fell silent.

After listening to Hu Xian's description of the appearance of the ingredients, Fu Qinghai was sure that it was Shiguge.

No wonder there is a smell of mushrooms...

As mentioned in the earliest previous article, Orc Orcs are a half-fungus, half-animal magical race, and Squigs are the lowest-level creatures in the Orc group, even lower than snotlings and farts. There are many subspecies of grid, but most of them are kept by orcs in garbage pits (also known as "throwing stuff holes") for various purposes such as food, leather sources, pets, biological ammunition, and so on.

Among them, edible Squig is the most versatile variety.

Fu Qinghai didn't feel sick or anything because he took a sip of Squig soup.

Alien flesh, no big deal to the ferocious Astartes.

Besides, Squigs were originally the food of the Orcs.

What really made Fu Qinghai feel uncomfortable was... even Shiguge appeared, would the Orcs be far behind?

"Master." Fu Qinghai had to remind, "Master, have you ever seen a giant, strong, green-skinned humanoid combative creature with fangs in the outskirts of the forest?"

Hu Xian nodded while drinking the soup:

"Yes, across the big river to the west, there are many places on the other side of the river, one day there waaagh to waaagh, otherwise why do you think I live in this underground stone house? Wouldn't it be better to go to the top of the mountain to live in a wooden house. "

Sure enough, there was a tribe of orcs on this planet.

at least one.

Fu Qinghai's head hurts when he thought of those green skins who couldn't kill them all.

Fu Qinghai finished the soup in the wooden bowl expressionlessly, and said:

"Grandpa, continue with your story."

Hu Xian was not stingy, he scooped another large spoonful of Squig bone stew and poured it into Fu Qinghai's bowl, saying:

"It's gone later. I have been meditating in the Star Wars universe and comprehending the path of the Jedi Knight. The Jedi Creed requires calming the mind, seeking true knowledge, and calming the mind. I think this is possible for me to find ways to suppress the wave of killing intent. It will be useful and inspiring, which is why I first chose to practice the Force and become a Jedi Knight."

"After the plot line mission of the Star Wars main universe ended, I left a world anchor in the Star Wars universe and stayed there for another ten years. During these ten years, in addition to being reincarnated in various worlds, I also witnessed The Galactic Republic turned from prosperity to decline, but I still failed to find a way to restrain the wave of killing intent, and then I was thrown into the Warhammer 40K universe by the world of reincarnation, and the place I came to is this planet."

"I originally thought that whether it is the Star Wars universe or the Warhammer 40K universe, they are all SSS-level universes, and the world view may cover the A-level Street Fighter universe, and stay in these worlds with relatively high god ratings. , Maybe my long-cherished wish will come true."

Hu Xian shrugged and concluded:

"No more. Forgive me for being a talkative old man. People are like this. Once they get older, they like to recall the past, and they like to keep telling the younger generation about their life experiences."

After finishing speaking, Hu Xian raised and took a photo casually, the firewood under the stone pot was extinguished immediately, and the whole black stone pot, wooden bowls and spoons and other sundries flew out of the stone room in one go.

The Force...

Fu Qinghai watched this scene quietly.

Now he knew why Hussian was able to get an Astartes and a normal man from the middle of the lake to the shore.

Fu Qinghai was wearing a simple and ripped linen robe, and followed Hu Xian out of the stone room.

After this talk, it was getting late.

This is a group of stone ruins hidden between valleys and giant trees, covered with dense climbing plants and various shrubs.

The sound of "croaking" frogs, and the crisp birdsong from time to time, one after another in the dark forest, some luminescent insects are floating around in the forest, with fluorescent lights.

Two people, one tall and one short, one old and one young, stood side by side on a stone slab covered with dark green moss.

The old man Hu Xian, who was full of food and drink, touched his stomach, looked into the distance with a sigh of relief, looked at the evening sky outside the giant tree forest, and said:

"Hey, although I have been in this Warhammer 40K universe for more than a year, I haven't met a single person, even the plot line missions are over, and I still haven't left this planet, but I have to say, sometimes I enjoy this planet at night. The scenery is quite beautiful.”

In the distance, outside the black shadows of tall tree trunks and branches, in the night sky, there is a large piece of dark green light floating in the sky, gorgeous like a dreamlike light, across the night sky, dotted with stars, like floating in the sky sprites.

"Occasionally, occasionally in that direction, from time to time, this kind of light will appear in the night sky."

Hu Xian explained.

"Is that the aurora?"

Fu Qinghai looked into the distance and asked.

"I don't know, maybe it is."

Hu Xian said lightly.

Fu Qinghai had never been to the North Pole in his previous life, nor had he seen the aurora with his own eyes.

Don't the aurora only appear in the polar circle? Looking at the vegetation ecology here, it is obviously not a high latitude area.

Fu Qinghai shook his head, who cares, the magnetic field of each planet is different, maybe the aurora here appeared at the equatorial circle.

Now he has more headaches to think about.

It's not good news to stay on the same planet with Orcs.

With the orcs' terrifying reproductive ability, the greenskins will expand here soon.

…………

It takes about 40 minutes to commute from my home to the company. I have now learned to use commuting time to work while driving while conceiving plots, which will not improve my coding efficiency.

But it works well for my road rage.