24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

But for some reason, the voice seemed to be getting clearer and clearer.

"Is this? Hell 4 engine?"

As a guy who doesn't know much about cars, but has some hearsay experience, he made a judgment on the power source of the newcomer.

However, this thing should be installed on large vehicles.

"Boom!"

There was an instant explosion, and Su Qianxun, who was squatting in the corner, retreated with a bang.

"Exploded?"

What the hell is this short video? The unlucky guy watching this should be scared to death.

But what he didn't know was that what was blown up was not the video in the hands of the guy in the dormitory next door, but something else.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Something is breaking through, the wall being broken through.

The carefully painted white walls were smashed viciously by black monsters.

The building shook violently, and the huge impact force was absorbed into the foundation.

"Hey hey hey...what happened..."

Su Qianxun didn't realize the seriousness of the matter yet. He turned on his mobile phone and went to the school forum to see if there was an earthquake or a terrorist attack.

It was peaceful, and there were really very few people staying in this school to celebrate the New Year.

"Wait a minute, no, listen to me..."

The rumbling sound was getting closer and closer, and a bad premonition came over him. The movement was coming in a straight line towards him.

The floor is like a railroad track, transmitting dangerous signals to your feet.

"Fuck you! Omniscient Weaver!"

Recalling some ancient rumors on the Internet, Su Qianxun thought of a terrifying possibility.

The last roar came when he saw the big black truck that smashed into the wall of his dormitory.

This is also the last thing he can leave in this world.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and buildings were shattered.

An old man in blue overalls got out of the parked truck. He first scratched his head of greasy blue seaweed, and then took a picture of the user's appearance that had been evenly spread on the entire wall. photo.

"A different world travel package, A-level New Year's rush, completed."

[It is confirmed that the goods have been delivered and the order has been completed. 】

The soft system voice came from the driver's cell phone.

"User satisfaction survey, default five-star rating, completed."

[Thank you for your hard work, the gospel kingdom will remember your efforts. 】

The system sounds the same as always.

"Hey~ This sudden urgent order has finally been completed. Hurry up and call it a day and go home for the New Year~"

After two operations on his mobile phone terminal, the worker confirmed that the user had no signs of life, stretched his body, then calmly jumped onto the truck and returned directly to the original route.

[It is now the last minute of the 800th year of the Gospel. You have outstanding performance in the truck driver industry in another world and won the 1th place in the "Professional Ranking". Gospel points will be issued to your account within seven working days. . 】

On the way home, the truck driver received his own New Year's gift.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he looked up at the stars in the sky.

This time, I did not see the beautiful night sky, but witnessed the stars dying and the sky breaking.

Countless tentacles stretched out from the dark galaxy, and the wave of destruction began to sweep from top to bottom.

[A large-scale virtual invasion has been detected, and it has been initially determined to be a full-scale inter-wing war. All combatants are requested to go to the main battlefield of God, and non-combatants can enter the nearest shelter on their own...]

The sound of the gospel was sweet and light, but it gave the driver the feeling of a death knell that kept ringing.

Deafening.

Figures of people kept flashing by the truck, and they jumped into the sky with strange steps. This academy is not an ordinary place to learn knowledge, but a university for special talents that trains combatants. After being summoned by the royal family, all the students who stayed in the school and the teacher on duty rushed to the meeting place as quickly as possible.

"It's over..."

The truck driver stared blankly at the chunks of flesh and tentacles coming out of the stars, and in the end he could only light a cigarette for himself.

The stars fell, the sky collapsed, and the gospel... was muted.

The world, perish.

2. Playing games means playing with a roar

In the midst of his dying illness, he sat up in shock and asked what year it was today.

Su Qianxun suddenly sat up from the bed, and the vivid memory before seemed like a dream.

Shaking ground, broken walls, and ferocious dump trucks.

"What the hell are you...what the hell am I...the god..."

The gospel is 800 years old!Bros!

Is there any royal method?There is no law!Is there any justice?

How old is this, and the ancient way of traveling through reincarnation trucks is still used.

Summoning of heroes from another world, random wormhole explosions, and teleportation of gods and spirits.

There are so many painless ways to travel in modern times, why should we choose the most miserable one?

With his mouth open and drooling, Su Qianxun's whole body was still in phantom pain.

Being evenly applied on the wall is no joke.

"Fortunately...the hands and feet are all connected well..."

"Brain...648X648...419904, no problem."

After that tragic pre-event, he was afraid that his time-travel package would also have huge pitfalls.

If it were worn by some idiot with incomplete limbs and brain development, it would be over!

Looking up and looking around, under the mottled walls is the main body of the masonry structure.

It seems that the place we are in is either a remote country or an ancient time where technology is immature.

Standing up, Su Qianxun ran to the window and looked out.

It's just dark now, and the street lights are on.

Four-wheeled cars emit exhaust gas statically or dynamically on the asphalt road, forming the main theme of the road with other vehicles.

Men, women and children wearing various clothes walked leisurely on both sides of the road, adding the necessary noise to the tunes of the city.

"20th century... or 21st century...?"

Looking at the tall buildings and low houses in the distance, the lights were bright and the neon lights were flashing. From what he saw and heard, Su Qianxun roughly judged the start.

It is almost certain that the world he lives in is not the medieval century of swords and magic, but the millennium century when technology is developing and capital is becoming popular.

"It's barely a middling start..."

It's better than waking up on a cannibal's grill and about to be grilled.

Su Qianxun knew how to comfort himself and quickly checked to see if he had any other resources.

The room was a cheap single rental and there wasn't much room for personal belongings.

It only took him a few minutes to complete the search, and he sat back on the bed with all his belongings next to him.

"A barely usable mobile phone..."

"A box of New Year cakes..."

"A bank card without money..."

In addition to meeting the minimum requirements for daily necessities such as clothing and washing, the food and additional resources in hand are just these.

"What a fool! This is it!"

"You gave me a box of New Year cakes during the Spring Festival?"

"Do you think of me as a beggar?"

Su Qianxun collapsed and said as she threw the mooncake on the bed in pain.

Through the discovery of some details, it can be deduced that this identity is probably the kind of person whose parents have died, no sister, no house, and the rent, water and electricity need to be paid urgently.

A typical start is a dog with nothing but nothing, and the equipment depends entirely on the type of attack.

No, he doesn't even have a dog.

Eh...if you calculate it carefully, there is still some.

By the way, that box of New Year cakes seems to have come from time travel. The people from the Time and Space Administration couldn't stand it anymore and gave him extra benefits for newbies.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon. It’s very weird to send a box of New Year cakes.

"You're screwing DJ! This makes me look even worse!"

Throwing the New Year cake on the bed again, Su Qianxun roared!

It would be okay if I didn’t give this newbie gift pack, but it would be insulting if I did!

What is the level of other people’s novice gift packs? I am giving you ordinary food from the indigenous world?

"No money! You don't deserve to play games!"

Raising a middle finger to the sky, he accuses the unfair world.

……