If the gods do not show his mercy any more, let us light the bonfire, shoulder the great sword, and become dry bones, or legendary heroes.
37 years old, laid off.
I can only write small programs at home to earn living expenses.
I can’t even afford cat food.
Late one night, I suddenly received a message from my ex-wife:
"I'm dying."
I was shocked: "What's going on? Where are you?"
Her reply made me even more shocked:
"I'm in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, come quickly."
Datang Changan is a high-end theme park opened by the wealthy Zheng Qianji.
It is a one-to-one replica of Chang'an City during the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
A large number of robot NPCs are also used.
As long as you have money, you can act as a swordsman and assassinate the emperor.
You can also go wild in Pingkangfang.
Why is the ex-wife going?
What dangers did you encounter again?
But then, no matter what message I sent, she didn't reply.
I booked a ticket and boarded the plane, and then came to Chang'an, Tang Dynasty.
All the tourists around me were in high spirits.
I was the only one preoccupied.
Fear follows.
Wearing AR glasses, you can see your ex-wife.
She blamed me for why I didn’t go to the “ghost market” to find her?
You can ask everyone——
There was no "ghost market" in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.
Others were watching Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei in Xingqing Palace Square.
But I was dragged out of the city gate by a mechanical hound.
A robot warrior nearly buried me alive.
I saw with my own eyes that the boss who laid me off was killed by a robot.
In the blink of an eye, he was alive again in another place.
Everyone in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty was drunk and dreaming.
It's just me, struggling to survive.
When I finally found my ex-wife, the crisis completely broke out:
The robot blocked all exits for communication with the outside world in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty.
Raising the butcher knife towards human tourists...
Stick to Bronze Nine?
No! My goal is to write about the stars and the sea!
The protagonist's story in Bronze Nine is just a prelude, the real story has not yet begun.
There is no second season, but I will extend it more.
The usage of solvers will also be diversified.
[No clichés, no sleazy writing, no harem, full of attitude] This story takes place after the events of "Through the Vastness." As Earth enters an irreversible warming phase, becoming uninhabitable, humanity launches the "Dandelion Project," which digitizes all of human civilization, compressing, encoding, and modulating it into radio signals, broadcasting them into the depths of space. Hoping to encounter a technologically advanced civilization, they would demodulate, decode, and decompress the received signal, then transfer the information to a new medium, thus continuing human civilization—even a fragment of it. Unknown how long ago, at the edge of the universe, a fragmented civilization and a fragmented people yearn for wholeness. A young man can rescue a dejected man from jumping into a river due to layoffs, stop a heartbroken woman from hanging herself, persuade an elderly man abandoned by his children from taking that final leap, and even help a child lost in a chaotic street find their parents, yet they know nothing of their own origins. He wants to search, they all want to search, searching in the vast void of the universe. Where have past civilizations, past loved ones, gone? How can they find them? What dangers will they encounter? What whirlpools will they be drawn into?
Ling Fei, the son of a fisherman in Sanxian Island, was accidentally involved in a mysterious continent–Arad, after learning that his celestial destiny was shallow and that he had no way to ascend.
Sword, there are unique adventurers here. Ling Fei, who has just arrived, has a mysterious mission and an ancient blood. The silent Grand Forest is roaring, the ancient ruins of the king are lamenting, and it is unknown what the legendary headless horseman is chasing.
On the ground, Ling Fei gets acquainted with his partners, takes risks, and becomes a legend!
A great man once said, "Lucid waters and lush mountains are invaluable assets." Prioritizing planning is the prerequisite for achieving both valuable assets and lucid waters and lush mountains, and it also serves as the top-level design for transforming lucid waters and lush mountains into valuable assets. Over the next fifty years, driven by AI, human science and technology will experience breakneck growth. This will be accompanied by a surge in the amount of potent gases on the Earth's surface, and a precipitous rise in temperature that threatens to destroy modern civilization, drawing the attention of all nations. China was the first to advocate the principle that lucid waters and lush mountains are invaluable assets and to "build a community with a shared future for mankind," leading to the widely obstructed "Lucid Waters and Lush Mountains" initiative. Cancer has brought Zhang Weilan to the present fifty years, her former life shattered. Faced with the AI-driven concept of "human captivity," she journeys 40 light-years away to pursue the path of sustainable development. Blue skies, white clouds, lush waters and lush mountains... She will journey across the vast uninhabited space, using her delicate hands to recreate the bird-song, blooming home of her memories.
They say Echo is an evil star, a star that brings bad luck to relatives and friends.
Echo doesn't know the criteria for judging good and evil. He only knows that being held in someone's arms and comforted makes him feel warm, comfortable, and he wants to cry.
His life does not need to depend on others for its value!
Evil, good, everything is just a passing cloud. From that moment on, Echo's life is in his own hands!
"We've suffered, we've taken the blame, we've endured the grievances, and now you're telling me we're useless?!"
"If begging on my knees doesn't buy me a chance to survive, then I'll fight my way into a peaceful and prosperous world!"
"Today, even if I die, I will tear off a piece of your flesh!"
When Ruihe was on the verge of death, he bound himself to a system called [Life Winner] and kept traveling through different worlds to complete the tasks of the client in exchange for his precious chance of rebirth.
*The pace of this article is very slow, and the emotional line is almost non-existent
Cen Qing transmigrated into a book, transmigrating into the villain who single-handedly created the zombie virus in the post-apocalyptic novel.
It’s not scary to dress up as a villain, what’s scary is that there is a villain who is more powerful than her.
Looking at Jiang Ci who was still dormant in the culture medium in front of him, Cen Qing recalled his own ending in the original book, his little heart trembled.
Did she kill him before he turned black and grew up, or pulled out his oxygen catheter now?
But Jiang Ci’s first sentence after waking up was, “Mom.”
Cen Qing was so frightened that the hand that pulled out the oxygen tube swished back, and since then began the daily routine of raising a baby/raising a man in the last days.
“Qingqing, blood is drawn on the hand, it needs to be healed to be healed.”
Cen Qing glanced at the wound where a drop of blood appeared, and ignored him.
“Qingqing, the zombies are Ah Ci’s good friends, can you stop beating their heads?”
Cen Qing glanced at the zombie with its bloody mouth open, and slammed the stick again.
“Qingqing, he pushed me on purpose. I don’t care at all that you stay in the same space as him.”
Cen Qing glanced at his stunned assistant and sighed.
Who did Jiang Ci learn the tea-in-tea phrase from?
But the day-to-day life of raising a baby suddenly changed his style of painting one day. The reason was that Cen Qing recruited another male assistant, the kind who looked soft and cute.
The man pushed her against the wall, his dark eyes filled with strong possessiveness, his voice was hoarse,
“Qingqing, you are not good, and a disobedient child should be locked up with chains.”
Cen Qing, who was trapped in the man’s hot embrace and could not move, burst into tears.
Is it too late for her to pull out the oxygen tube now? Waiting online, very urgent.
Wandering all over the sky, asking about longevity.
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I have finished the fine old books “Mediterranean Hegemony Road” and “Holy Roman Empire“, please rest assured.