The cold wind is like a cat, getting into the neck.

It was getting dark, and Su Xing walked to the bus stop after working overtime.

He was wrapped tightly, exposing his eyes and glasses, and fidgeting with his mobile phone with his gloved hands.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew through, like five, six, seven or eight ice cats burrowing into his neck.

"It's so fucking cold."

Su Xing's lips trembled and she temporarily put away her phone.

He wore a lot of clothes, but he still couldn't stop the cold.

First, the temperature is already below zero, and second, at 1.88 meters tall, he weighs less than 130 kilograms and has no meat.

It’s not that he doesn’t eat, he’s born to be so fat. At the moment, the strong wind is blowing and it’s biting and cold, and he can’t bear it anymore.

Fortunately, the distance was not far away. He jogged over in small steps, relying on the empty bus stop to block the wind, and finally recovered.

"We'll be there in ten minutes."

Su Xing looked at the evil wind outside and took out his mobile phone.

It's impossible to keep your hands cold when playing with a mobile phone at such a low temperature, but mobile phones are such a magical thing.

Under the temptation of enough spiritual enjoyment, people can overcome infinite difficulties and temporarily forget the physical pain.

"Hey, what is this?"

Su Xingben was watching the World Cup, Mei Chaofeng vs. Robles.

As I watched, an advertising interface popped up on my phone, covering the game screen.

"The system is coming, add points to draw cards for unlimited upgrades..."

Su Xing could tell at a glance that it was another rubbish money-making game.

The gorgeous battle scenes and the krypton gold treasure chests that have reached their peak are missing the most important part. It’s not fun, sister!

Needless to say, click to close.

Su Xing's finger poked hard at the small close button.

His hands were frozen and he was wearing gloves, but he accidentally clicked on the game interface.

He secretly failed, and the game automatically changed to the loading interface.

It turns out to be a small web game, and you don’t even need to download it.

To his surprise, the game did not take up the entire screen, but automatically turned the screen vertically, leaving a small window for the game.

"Okay, it's quite humane."

Su Xing was happy and felt a little better in her heart.

I have seen many gangsters, but I have never seen such a sensible one.

After thinking for a moment, he let the game go. Anyway, the game was now at a deadlock. The two sides were passing the ball back and forth. It was as boring as a soft-footed shrimp. You can just watch it while playing.

"If a goal is about to be scored, you will know it by listening to the sound."

"This explanation is always annoying, but now it comes in handy."

Su Xing smiled slightly and started playing the game with one hand.

The game is called My System and it is a word game.

There are no colorful pictures or sounds that make your ears pregnant. The white text is presented, concise and clear, returning to nature.

……

"Skyfall System"

"It's called Deep Blue, you can add points/draw cards"

"Add points for unlimited upgrades, which can strengthen everything"

"The card drawing is a random identity, drawn once a month"

"Please choose one. Your choice will determine the game route and cannot be reset."

Su Xing was amused when he saw the name of the system. This was a joke about the Demon of Heaven. The system in the book was called Deep Blue.

When he first read this book, he was attracted by the protagonist Lu Sheng and Lu Laomo, and he still remembers Lu Sheng's famous saying.

"With all my insights, my lifelong martial arts, my supreme wisdom, and my invincible qualifications... Deep Blue, add some points!"

This sentence may seem shameless, but it actually represents Lu Sheng's steely will. Otherwise, how could he have the nerve to say such a thing?

As a fan, Su Xing naturally wants to pursue the path of becoming an idol, and he has no hesitation in choosing the extra method.

It was also at this time that he heard that the bus had finally arrived. He raised his head while clicking and prepared to get on the bus.

He was surprised to find that the bus had no intention of slowing down at all, and was even coming at an angle, and the bus driver...

Good guy, driving with your eyes closed!?

It's late, but it's fast. The bus is going very fast.

As soon as Su Xing saw it clearly, the car had already rushed over.

The dazzling car lights were aimed at him, and he was so shaken that he couldn't see anything clearly. There were dazzling white lights in front of him.

He had a chance to escape, but his frozen legs made him start a step slower.

He only had time to cross his arms in front of his face, showing a frightened look, and the next moment the bus hit him straight up.

Boom!

The entire station was collapsed.

The glass also exploded and shattered all over the floor.

Su Xing was involved, and his mobile phone fell on the roadside, with the broken screen showing.

"Card drawing route selected"

"Deep Blue starts, draws ID card"

"Death of body detected, identity switching in progress..."

……

Warmth, trembling.

Su Xing woke up suddenly and opened his eyes.

His memory still lingers on the moment the bus hit him.

When an average person hits his head, the pain multiplied by five hundred times is roughly what he feels at that time.

He was a little frightened, gasping for air, looking around with a panicked feeling, and thinking to himself.

"Am I still alive? Where am I?"

After this observation, he suddenly fell into a state of confusion.

Just because he was not at a bus stop, or even outside at all.

Dim lights, crowded booths, and lively chatter.

In addition, there is a ball game screen displayed on the projection screen in front, and this place is clearly a bar.

The heating in the bar was turned on so much that he broke into a cold sweat and his underwear was soaked through.

"Hit the goal and the ball went in!"

"This is a scalpel-level goal, so beautiful!"

"Mei Chaofeng scored the goal. This time, he successfully broke through..."

Wow.

Just when Su Xing was in shock.

A goal was scored in the game, and the crowd around him was in an uproar.

Su Xing seemed out of place in the noisy crowd.

He was not in the mood to watch football at the moment, so he quickly stood up, finally squeezed out of the crowd, and made his way outside the bar.

When I walked out of the door, the air-conditioning rushed in.

Su Xing finally calmed down with the help of this cold air.

His rationality finally came online and he discovered many strange things.

First of all, it was time. It had only been a few minutes since he was hit by a bus. Counting the time he spent waking up and dazed, it was almost the same time.

Secondly, this bar is located in the center of the city, which is a full fifteen kilometers away from the bus station. Did you just teleport here?

"The most important thing is, am I dead?"

"Could it be that the so-called car accident was just a dream?"

Su Xing couldn't understand and continued to meditate until he woke up from peeing and drank too much.

"Let's just think of it as a dream caused by drinking too much. Although this dream is so real and scary, it doesn't look like a fake."

He turned back to the bar. There are three urgent things that people need to do. Even if they don’t understand, they have to go to the toilet.

The toilet was full, and he finally got in. With the pressure relieved, he felt much calmer.

This stability allowed him to wash his hands at the sink after going to bed. When he saw himself in the mirror, he still remained calm, just because he looked in the mirror...
Chapter completed!