"Okay...thank you." Roddy's throat was a little dry, and she seemed to suddenly become a little at a loss. He glanced around for a long time, and then asked in a low voice: "Where is the place to rest?"

As if he had adapted to his strange problem, the scout in front of him raised his hand and pointed to a house not far away, while Roddy turned around and left like an amnesty. The remaining food was placed on the simple wooden table and gradually became cold.

"What's crazy about this little guy?"

The captain of the team named Ruger curled his lips. He always cursed and looked down on the young people in front of him. Although he felt that "Lodi" was a little weird at this moment, he was too lazy to think. He turned around and saw the bread left on the table, and reached out and snatched it over, and continued to say something, saying something like, "This little boy knows to waste food and starve to death sooner or later."

But Roddy, who walked to the "dormitory", was too lazy to think about what those guys said. His mind was already filled with a message...

I actually returned nine years ago?

In the 588th year of Elon Calendar, this is the year when the game "Split Earth" has not yet been launched... The year Roddy experienced as a player was from the autumn of 590 to the winter of 597 - during this period, countless battles occurred throughout the continent, with frequent wars and heroes. Players experienced what "epic magnificence" means in the historical events again and again, and this is also an important reason why "Split Earth" lasts forever.

But when he overlapped the game world he experienced with the reality in front of him, Roddy still felt extremely awkward and unrealistic in his heart.

"I'm Ge!"

Roddy suddenly cursed and reached out to touch her pocket, but then she found that she was not wearing a T-shirt and shorts, and there was no cigarette lighter in her pocket. She couldn't help but sigh deeply - "What the hell is this!"

From the inexplicable battle after waking up, to now finding that he was not in the "game", Roddy looked back but broke out in a cold sweat again... Inertial thinking almost killed him. If he knew these things now, he would be able to rush up with eight arrows and kill those orcs with one bow and eight arrows, he would probably not be as calm as he showed today.

After all... there is no such thing as "cemetery resurrection" in the real world.

Roddy rubbed her head and sat on the hard bed of the low house.

Today's things are too incredible. It is really difficult to be calm to do... But as a technical mate, his head is much more realistic than others - if there is a problem, you have to come up with a solution. It is useless to just sigh or daze, so Roddy immediately began to think about his current situation...

The world you are in is definitely not a peaceful era. It can be seen from the name of the game "Split Earth". Since the game was launched, territorial wars and power struggles have never stopped. When a war ended, the bastard manufacturer opened a new expansion pack, allowing players to fully experience the pleasure brought by the "turbulent era" in the war...

It’s just that these things are fine as games, but they really make people experience them... Roddy never thinks this is a good thing.

When I thought that the entire game timeline had not yet started, Roddy, who had been slain in killing orcs over the years, suddenly realized what he had - countless scenes flashed through his mind... The Kingdom of Karen, which was engulfed by orcs and undead, the defeat of the legion after being sold out by the nobles again and again, the incompetence and cowardice of the royal family, the arrogance of the great master after he held his own troops...

None of this has happened yet!

But then Roddy inevitably remembered a beautiful face that he would never forget - the words of the young wizard who died for his hometown, and it seemed that he still echoed in his ears.

"As a wizard, although I can choose to continue chasing the truth and the law, I should feel honored to stay with you, Roddy."

"You said you could be resurrected? That's a joke from the Creator. Since you can stay here to protect them, why can't I?"

"Roddy! I don't allow you to say that! You can't threaten me with our friendship. I won't leave!"

"I am a wizard, of course I know my state...it's just... before all this is over, can you - kiss me?"

Memory comes to an abrupt end, everything ends with the dark red that will only appear in the blood in your vision.

Roddy almost bit his lips, and he suddenly realized that he was stupid...but also very smart - why do you say that? After Roddy graduated from a third-rate pheasant university, "Splitting the Ground" became his only source of life. It is not embarrassing to play games to earn money to support himself. However, the mainstream society does not recognize it, especially when it comes to dating, which is often the reason for breaking up.

So Roddy's girlfriend, whom he had been dating for three years, left him like this. Since then, Roddy was seriously injured. As a technical otakus, he could only vent all his energy on the game, until he met a "different" NPC and had a short but unforgettable "friendship" with the other party.

At that time, when many players mentioned "Rody", they would often say - "You said that leather master? That guy's bow is also good!" or "Yes, it's the pervert who can even speak Bolinga with great accuracy!"

And then, it is "That otaku who treats NPC as his girlfriend? Hahahaha-I am destined to be lonely for a lifetime!"

There was a time when Roddy was very grateful for the artificial intelligence of "Splitting the Earth". Because this game used a character simulated by a computer program to calm down his inner violence and hatred, so that a generation of occupants did not take revenge on society because of emotional problems.

And with the opening of the new expansion pack, everything changed when the orcs tore the Karen Kingdom apart and let the figure with a smile completely fall into the war...

Regret, anger, Roddy's personality has become more extreme than before. It is because of this change that he has changed from a "life player" who originally made money by leather making and bow making to a PVP player, and has become one of the first-line teams of the entire server in just two years!

But what has passed away is gone after all. He once regretted why he did not transfer to the PVP ranks earlier. This might prevent the orcs from invading and all tragedies from happening - but now... when he saw the Nolan village in front of him, Roddy wanted to thank the fate of this bitch...

He understood that he had a chance to start over!

Roddy stood up suddenly and wanted to roar, but with a "bang" sound, he hit the low wooden beam, and immediately cursed and covered his head and sat down again. His embarrassing look made several comrades who happened to walk into the dormitory stunned. Seeing Roddy speaking languages ​​they couldn't understand, one of them said, "Lodi, we must say thank you no matter what. We used to be... I hope you don't care too much-"

"It's okay."

Roddy grinned in pain and didn't take what the other person said to heart, but then added two words that made them feel inexplicable:

"By the way, call me Roddy, not Roddy."

"I don't like that name before."

..

The morning in Nolan Village always exudes a faint milky smell.

It was April, and the morning on the grassland was still a little cool. Some herders in the village squeezed the milk of goats. Although it smelled a little mutton, for those living in poverty, this was a precious thing that could be exchanged for the source of life.

In Lord Kirk's manor, servants were busy as they used to be under the command of the housekeeper, cleaning the pigeon lofts and stables, and the farmer began to plow the fields. The coachman began to transport some of the crops harvested from the manor to other territories. The carriage was walking on the rugged dirt road, and the creaking sound was heard far away.

In the morning mist, the civilian farmers who got up also started to be busy, but obviously they talked a lot more today, and the source was naturally the encounter between the scout and the orcs yesterday.

The encounter of the scout team yesterday was a major event that shocked the whole village for the villagers of Nolan. The orcs Carter brought back were already stuck in the wooden stakes in front of the small square of the village. They were neatly arranged, and the smell of blood could be smelled from afar. As soon as the sun came out, many mosquitoes and flies were crawling tirelessly on the corpses, which attracted many villagers who passed by to watch the fun and looked ugly, and some children were even scared to cry.

After receiving Carter's report, the second lieutenant Sodin, who was in charge of the scout team, had already rode towards Hollier City, and at the same time, he gave up the order to make the scout team pay attention to increasing the scope of reconnaissance in the past few days and avoid conflicts with the orcs again.

Although the second lieutenant Soding is a lazy person, he at least understands the ability of the deputy captain Carter - killing six orcs. Carter's words cannot withstand scrutiny, there are many flaws, but it doesn't matter. As long as the orc's head is not fake, it's enough. Soding returns to Hollier City to report the news to the Duke. He believes that... the merits obtained by so many orc's heads should be enough to get himself out of this shit-like scout.

As for the rewards from Carter and the scouts, Soding spat secretly - who cares about them?

It is normal for superiors to have no concern for subordinates. In such a society similar to medieval Europe, "mercy" is usually less. Apart from aristocrats and lords, the lower class people usually cannot even eat enough. When encountering natural disasters or ice disasters, their lives may not be preserved, let alone anything else.

For the scouts who survived Nolan Village, their dead comrades could no longer be resurrected, and the hard days had to continue. The only thing they were grateful for was that their military pay was slightly more than those farmers who farmed all day long, and as for the others... young people who had not been to school and had already accepted this concept of life had never considered it.

The scout team kept silent about what happened yesterday - Roddy gave up the credit very sensible, so naturally the remaining scouts would not be foolish enough to say the "truth" behind their backs. So after getting up in the early morning, those uninformed soldiers were talking about the topic of Captain Carter's "valiant killing orcs". Instead, Roddy, the initiator of the orc, lost his trace after getting up.

To be honest, no one will be calm when he is reborn in a game and closes his eyes and can fall asleep. Roddy thought he would experience an insomnia night with anxiety and excitement, but who would have thought... he fell asleep for no reason.

But when he woke up, some inexplicable information appeared in his mind - these things seemed to have been completely forgotten when he woke up yesterday... There is a memory of the original owner of this body, "Lodi".

My father died in the army and died in a small-scale battle on the border ten years ago. His mother died early. "Lodi" can be regarded as the most standard "war orphan" in this war-torn era. When he was a child, he learned daggers with his father, but he never came into contact with one-handed swords. He was born in Nolan Village since he was a child. His family was from an ordinary family and had a few acres of land. Occasionally, some of them could leave some money. However, after several years of disaster, his family was in decline. After his mother died of illness three years ago, he joined the team with the face of his father's death.

He has a cowardly and timid personality and even stutters when talking to girls. Logically, Lodi, who inherited his father's strong body, should be able to become a good soldier, but he has a good body and appearance, but he has no masculine spirit. He is bullied all day long, and even to the point of giving up on himself.

Roddy sighed at these memories in his mind. In contrast, his own personality is really far from Lodi.

As a technical mate who is highly praised on the Internet, his self-confidence in the gaming field is far beyond ordinary people. Although Roddy cannot be called the Five Good Young Man, he has a normal moral view. But he has an obvious shortcoming... To put it bluntly, it is "revengeful for revenge".

This personality was not obvious, but since that incident, Roddy has gradually changed from a harmless guy with a cold and extreme personality to a cold-blooded animal.

"Hero" cannot be called "Hero", because until the time travel, Roddy was just a little famous lone man in the game, not a guild president or a big shot. But if he is given a sufficient platform, the two extremely heavy words "Hero" may not be difficult for Roddy to do.
Chapter completed!