Chapter 1: Fading away the essence of the ordinary
"Your character has died, please choose to release the soul..."
Looking at the prompt message appearing in front of him, Yi Chun was stunned for a moment, then chose to exit the game.
As the gaming device was switched out, Yi Chun's vision switched from the virtual world to reality.
The exciting theme music is playing in the Internet cafe, and the constantly jumping battle scenes on the surrounding theme walls are even more exciting.
All the customers who came to play games were immersed in the gaming helmet in Yi Chun's hand, which was only the size of a human head.
There will no longer be scenes of passionate gamers shouting and yelling in Internet cafes.
Everything returned to the tranquility of the starting point under the gaming helmet emitting a cold blue light.
Yi Chun once thought that perhaps even in a dozen years or even decades, he would not get tired of his love for games.
Just like our ancestors who were addicted to the virtual world, they regard the game world as a continuation of another life.
He can continue to fight and defeat those he has identified as enemies.
But as time went on, his reactions were no longer as sharp as they were in his student days.
He began to feel the power of time, and he began to experience the signs of declining energy...
He can no longer stay up all night like he used to and still be full of energy the next day...
Every life has different hobbies or pursuits.
But they eventually have to face something, that is the difference between dreams and reality.
Like some ritual woven into society, it makes the change so sudden and drastic.
And what is given "maturity" is not the result of slow accumulation.
It is a variable that comes suddenly, instantly rendering life into another form...
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Returning to the rented house in a daze, Yi Chun sat on his bed, somewhat at a loss.
The mirror at the bedside, which had hardly been used since it was purchased, showed his face vaguely.
Yi Chun picked it up and wiped off the dust accumulated on it.
After the dust cleared, a clearer picture emerged.
Or, it could be an even more horrific scene:
He was a fat man wearing glasses, with an unkempt face that looked haggard and confused.
There was a dazed look in his eyes, which were a little dazed because he had been up all night last night.
That should be a decadent man in his forties, but it shouldn't be him...
In the graduation photo casually placed on the coffee table next to him, Yi Chun, full of youthful vitality, was smiling at the camera.
He was a young man with immense self-confidence, and the light in his eyes was not blocked by any external things.
He shouldn't be like this, but what should he be like?
From an outsider's perspective, Yi Chun's life is quite stable.
My father is an old teacher. Although our family is not rich, we are not poor either.
He also passed the Federation's E-level test last year and became one of the people who could contribute his life and youth to the Federation.
But in the days that are gradually becoming stable, or in other words, the end is in sight.
There are always some things that will scream silently in the dead of night when the game cannot satisfy the inner desire...
Since childhood, Yi Chun has always been addicted to unreal things.
Those mysterious worlds constructed by dragons, magic, or Taoist magical powers always have great appeal to him.
But gradually, he realized that the clouds in the sky were the product of accumulation of rainwater.
It is impossible for people to fly over it, and there are no dragons roaring through the endless leaden clouds.
Those spells that seem to be full of mystery are nothing more than some exotic statements.
It or they seem to be just a bubble created by many words and pictures.
Everything is given a certain cold order in the knowledge system that is gradually being perfected by federal scientists.
Or rather, that's what they should look like.
In the past, this trait of immersion in fantasy was given the name of "middle school".
Some of those people with middle school characteristics gradually changed over time.
Some, in the middle of the night or when no one is around, immerse themselves in their own brilliant world that cannot be described to outsiders...
Yi Chun put down the mirror with some boredom. He knew that he might look better if he tidied up his appearance.
In a world where appearance is one of the thematic structures, there is more personal value.
But, it's still boring...
Yi Chun shook his head. He was rarely affected by these negative emotions.
Because there are so few of them, they can directly hit the axis of his seemingly solid yet fragile spiritual world.
Today, after discovering his decline in gaming, Yi Chun was somewhat at a loss...
But even if you feel like you are about to collapse from the pain inside, you still need to work tomorrow during the day...
It was time for a break, so Yi Chun put the mirror back to its original place.
Good night, world...
Yi Chun said softly with his eyes closed.
Good night……
At this moment, he seemed to hear some distant whisper.
So... so far away...
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Green vines twine around the trees, and the mountain-like giant trees cast magnificent shade on the ground.
The ground was covered with spreading green grass, and the air seemed to be exuding a cheerful breath of life!
"Gu!"
"grumble!"
Some elves were flying freely in the sky and in the woods, and their cheerful laughter filled the entire mountains and fields.
It’s like the pleasant times when I was a child, lying on the dense Oxalis in the fields.
While feeling the warmth and comfort from the sun, I rolled around on the Oxalis.
Yi Chun felt like he wanted to shout something, and something seemed to be stirring in his chest.
Just like those desires that were once immersed in the depths of one’s heart, the mystery and unknown implied behind those brilliant brilliances!
That is what fascinates him, and it is the subjective inducement that makes him wander between the world and fantasy!
At some point, the scene in front of Yi Chun changed to three roads hidden in the fog.
The one on the right seemed to lead to a quiet mountain forest, where green shade spread to every piece of land in the mountains.
The middle path seemed to lead to a grassland, and the lush grass reminded Yi Chun of the Oxalis from his childhood .
The road on the far left is covered with thick fallen leaves, and harvest and withering seem to be reflected there.
In the blur, Yi Chun knew that he should move forward...
In this absurd dream, all elements of reality are severed and distorted.
All you need to do is follow your most instinctive desire...
Yi Chun walked towards the middle road, and then he ran happily!
The wind blew past his ears, seeming to carry some comfortable smile and encouragement.
The soft grass made his running more comfortable and enjoyable.
Yi Chun ran faster and faster. He seemed to be able to surpass the wind and all the chains that had once bound him!
Those traces that were regarded as ordinary and mediocre by civilization were disappearing, and the light full of wildness and endless curiosity returned to his eyes!
Shed your ordinary nature and return to your original self!
"Meow!"
Yi Chun raised his head and let out a long roar, shouting for freedom.
And the next moment, some loud noise pulled him out of his chaotic dream!
He suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a rather boring and familiar ceiling...
But it seems that something is different...
"World Heritage: Wild Infusion is successful, and the character obtains the level 1 Druid (Wild) template."
"The network connection is successful. The current version of the character is: The inheritance of the world tree: endless wildness..."
