Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Gu Qingshan did not expect that the legged Bally was such a person.

Such a person... I am afraid that I don’t even know what I will do.

It is even harder for others to guess his behavior.

Gu Qingshan felt some difficulty.

"Thank you for sharing." He said to the old man.

"This is nothing, a little gossip." The old man smiled.

"Then I will rest."

"Well, I will call you when I get to the place."

"Okay, thank you."

Two people said goodbye.

Gu Qingshan enters his room and closes the door.

There have been too many things happening recently, and they are all unexpected things. He needs a quiet environment to slowly sort out.

He looked around.

There is nothing in the whole room.

In a confined space, don't say a lamp, not even the most basic tables and chairs.

This is an empty house.

Gu Qingshan lived.

It is said that organizations such as the Tower Keepers Association will not provide such a simple residence.

Just thinking, I saw a candle igniting from the darkness.

The candle floated in the air and floated to the front of Gu Qingshan.

A soft female voice rang in the room.

"Welcome, distinguished guest."

"Your race is: Terran."

“According to the principle of recollection of the source, extract the environment that makes you relax.”

The sound disappears.

Diligence, two interest, three interest.

The female voice appeared again.

“The environment that has found you most comfortable is as follows:”

"One of them: Rainbow Bar;"

“Second: The first room on the east side of the second floor of the Federal Suburban Mountain Villa;”

"The third: Baihuazong Lancao Temple;"

"Fourth: Room 2203, 22nd floor, Relief Building, Fifth District, Free Federal Slums."

“Please choose your favorite environment to ensure the comfort of this trip.”

Gu Qingshan stood in the same place and thought for a while.

"The fifth block." he tried to say.

“Okay, the environment has been confirmed, this trip and supporting facilities are provided by the Tower Keeper Association, I wish you a pleasant trip.”

The female voice went silent.

The candle is also extinguished.

The room was restored to a darkness.

But it seems that something has changed quietly.

Gu Qingshan released the thoughts again and observed the entire room.

This is a long, strip-shaped room.

There is no living room bedroom kitchen in the whole room. I can barely put down a bed and a cabinet. Everything must be piled up.

Not even the bathroom.

A chandelier hangs alone on the ceiling, and the broken lamp is full of dust.

Such a living environment is considered inferior in the slums of the Federation.

Gu Qingshan looked at his room.

He stayed for a while and seemed to be remembering something.

The room was silent and seemed to be waiting for him silently.

Gu Qingshan sighed until there was a faint gleam in the room.

He came to the window and looked out.

There are black-pressed skyscrapers nearby, and there are sporadic lights upstairs.

Here is the slum.

Electricity is a precious thing, and people are used to saving electricity here.

The line of sight is directed to the distance.

The capital's commercial districts and administrative districts in the distance are brightly lit.

Gu Qingshan stayed for a while.

Some long-standing memories emerged from my mind.

The scenes of childhood and adolescence have emerged.

Grow up alone.

The word, in some people's mouths, is just a beautiful discourse that advertises personality and decorates the facade.

For Gu Qingshan, these four words represent the incomparable real bitterness and loneliness.

He is an orphan.

Everything depends on oneself.

Gu Qingshan turned and walked to the end of the bed.

At the touch of a hand, a bottle of inferior wine appeared in his hands.

Sure enough, I am still familiar with the place.

This is the worst distilled wine, a bottle of only 5 credit points, is the favorite of the poor.

The glass bottle contains a transparent wine, and the wrapper outside the bottle has been worn by the capricorn, and the words on it have become blurred.

This bottle of wine, he has been hiding for half a year, ready to open the bottle on his birthday.

Even such small details perfectly match their memories, and the power of the Tower Keeper Association is just like magic.

No wonder that the gods will feel nervous because the boat is not enough.

Gu Qingshan opened the wine without thinking.

Raise the bottle and pour it up.

strong.

bitter.

A sense of gloom rises in the chest and can't get away.

Although it is a poor quality wine, it is full of long-term memories, bringing Gu Qingshan a long-lost feeling.

Thinking of the past, Gu Qingshan could not help but shake his head.

He took a sip and drank a whole bottle of wine.

On the whim, Gu Qingshan walked to the side of the bed and opened a layer of cloth.

Charcoal, a long barbecue iron box, a wire for stringing meat, and various seasonings are all neatly arranged.

This is the guy Gu Qingshan used to earn tuition.

He is quite talented in cooking and mixing.

In other words, in the creation of taste, he has excellent intuition and is a good master.

In his teens, the free federal food summary has included his recipe for raw ingredients in the ribs.

This is the highest level of food evaluation system in the Federation.

To this end, the goddess of justice has rewarded him with two merit points.

That year, Gu Qingshan was only fifteen years old.

At this age, peers are still doing all kinds of daydreams.

Gu Qingshan has already been able to make a black stall and is unique in the diet.

If he is not too obsessed with mechs and dreams of a college, he has long been a top chef.

Gu Qingshan ignited the charcoal fire and fiddled with the barbecue utensils.

He patted the storage bag again, took out some of the meat and vegetables and spirits, carefully handled it, and then stringed it on the string.

A few minutes later, the “Gujia Barbecue Stand” opened again.

The ever-popular customers have disappeared.

This time, the owner and the guest are all alone.

Slow

A beautiful shadow in the void, quietly fell on the side of Gu Qingshan.

Mountain girl.

"Isn't the son a sword repair? Is there a way to cook?"

The mountain girl looked at the action of Gu Qingshan and asked unexpectedly.

"Fencing is the method of killing the enemy, cooking is the means of making a living." Gu Qingshan Road.

As before, he carefully brushed the sauce, put the seasoning, and counted the time to turn the kebab.

These ingredients come from a resource-rich practice world, with aura, and through the careful handling of Qin Xiaolou, this is a first-class delicious.

After the roasting of Gu Qingshan, the first string of meat has already exuded a tempting aroma.

Gu Qingshan picked it up and handed it to the mountain girl.

"Try my craft."

"Yep."

The figure of the mountain girl becomes real from illusion.

She changed from sword spirit to a human woman.

After several conversions to adult sentiment, the mountain girl has completely mastered the mystery of becoming a human being.

She took the skewer and first sniffed it in front of her nose before she started eating.

"It's so sweet."

The mountain girl said with emotion.

The mountain girl ate a skewer and looked at the room curiously.

"The son, this is where you lived?"

"Yes."

"It's very simple." The mountain girl commented.

"When I live here, sometimes I can't even eat rice."

"When is the son still so embarrassed?" asked the girl.

At this time, Gu Qingshan baked a bunch of waist flowers.

He started to try it.

Fragrant!

Still this taste.

Gu Qingshan gradually smiled.

He took the bottle of distilled liquor and took a sip.

Wine and barbecue are an eternal match.

In the following time, Gu Qingshan forgot everything and was immersed in the process of cooking skewers.

Finally he washed his hands and made a soup, and shared it with the mountain girl.

"The taste of the soup is also very good." The mountain girl drinks while taking the eyes to look at the green hills.

Gu Qingshan is inexplicable: "What is it?"

"If one day, no need to fight, will the son go to open a restaurant?"

“Why don’t you have to fight?” Gu Qingshan asked with a smile.

"If the end of the catastrophe is over, there is no need to fight."

"wrong."

"Where is wrong?"

"I will always think of ways to become stronger, and I will never stop moving forward for anything."

"But if the demons all disappeared and then prepared for the battle, there would be no meaning." The mountain girl did not understand.

"Mountain, you think about those who are hanging the world."

The mountain girl recalled a bit, and her heart was awkward: "I am really wrong. It turns out that the human heart is more terrible than the demon."

Her beautiful face is a mess.

Gu Qingshan glanced at her and smiled: "It doesn't have to be too pessimistic. When people are bad, it can be very bad, but when it's good, it can be good."

"such as?"

"The billions of dead people choose to spend their merits at the last moment and guard the human world."

The mountain girl nodded and fell into meditation.

For a moment, her brows gradually spread out.

Gu Qingshan took the soup bowl in his hand and slowly finished the soup.

After enjoying such a wonderful dinner, his always tight mind finally relaxed a little.

The kneading simmered some water, washed all the utensils, and packed them again in the order of the previous placements. They also washed their hands, and Gu Qingshan sat down on the bed.

He adjusted his interest while thinking about what happened recently.

I thought that after dealing with the world of hanging, I could go back to the world.

Who knows that there are so many accidents that pop up.

Superdimensional world...

It seems that we need to redefine our perception of the world.

Gu Qingshan pondered a short period of time.

Then he fell asleep.

The mountain girl listened to his long breath and quietly looked at his sleepy appearance.

She turned into a long sword and floated in the middle of the room.

She guards Gu Qingshan.