Earth.

Haha? Choose Yasuo in seconds to grab the position, right? You still curse people, right? I can’t curse you yet?

Young A sneered and moved his mouse to the icon of Tam, the King of the River.

Then, Young A pressed confirmation heavily...

"here we go again!"

"Is this still a good game for you?"

Seeing that Young A once again gave out his toad, Garen, a gay friend who was playing black with A, was instantly devastated.

That's right, the real name of a gay friend who played black with Youth A is really Galen, although this "Gay" is actually the "Gay" of the pre-Qin sword saint Ganie.

Galen knows very well:

The King of Rivers who was operated by his gay friend Youth A were all on revenge teammates.

That swearing child caress, this one will naturally not have any good gaming experience...

But as a normal player who wants to play well, he can only accompany these two cheaters later, and sighed powerlessly in the intoxicating symphony of "an ally has been slain" and "your tower has been destroyed".

never mind...

This one is completely cold, just play around with it...

The disheartened Galen looked at the hero selection interface on the computer screen, and the mouse was aimlessly wandering on the heroes' avatars...

Finally, Garen's mouse subconsciously stopped on a familiar avatar—

This is his "real natal hero".

This hero is famous and well-known.

It is the great sword in the alliance, the power of Demacia - Galen!

The poet Du Shaoling once saw his sword dancing weapon, which strengthened his aura. He felt that his sword weapon was completely distorted. He suddenly blinked and made his crown unique. When he wrote "Sword Art" and praised it:

"One generation of God, one generation of generations of God, one generation of versions of Galen."

"One is silence and the other is the wheel, and the dead souls are left under the great sword."

Galen suddenly remembered these heroic hymns and pressed the mouse by chance.

Sure.

....................................................................

One Piece World, East China Sea. Samwell Island.

The endless green forest, dense tree crowns are like giant umbrellas supporting the sky, and the overlapping branches gather into an endless sea of ​​trees.

Between this sea of ​​trees and under the dense forest, a clear stream winds by.

The surroundings are quiet, with only clear springs flowing.

The heavy breathing of a man broke the tranquility of this nature.

He is burly, has a well-proportioned limbs, has a twilight muscle, is nearly two meters tall, and is full of strength. When he stands up straight, he looks like an iron tower that will never fall.

Although his appearance is not as handsome, he is completely worthy of the adjective of handsomeness. His short black hair exudes a fresh smell, and his eyebrows are full of the perseverance of a strong man.

Such an image makes people feel like a philosopher of the New Rimuri at first glance.

Ahem...

wrong...

He is a perfect warrior!

However, the image of this perfect warrior is very miserable at this time:

His eyes were at a loss, his lips were dry and white, his twisted muscles were stained with a lot of dust, and he held a thick branch in his hand to use it as a self-defense weapon.

What's worse is that he didn't even have a piece of clothing all over his body, and he only relied on a few large leaves that were woven together to barely block the vital parts.

In fact, this man, that is, our protagonist Galen...

It has been wandering in the barren mountains for a whole day and a night.

With zero knowledge on survival outdoors, he could not confirm the direction, could not find a way out, and could not find a source of water, could not find edible plants, and did not even encounter a wild animal.

With hunger and thirst, Galen could only wander around the jungle like a headless fly.

"Water, water?"

Galen heard the sound of the clear spring, and his godless eyes finally burst out with some power.

He suddenly accelerated his pace, and without scrutinizing the stinging pain in his feet, he stepped on the sand and gravel on the ground and rushed towards the place where the sound of water came.

Finally, he saw the clear stream.

He knelt down by the stream without hesitation, lying down his whole body without any image, and poured the sweet stream water into his long-dried throat like a cow.

The sound of drinking water lasted for a long time before he finally raised his head with satisfaction and wiped his mouth happily.

The stream finally returned to peace, and the stream water condensed into a pure mirror again.

"this..."

Galen looked at the face reflected on the water, the familiar and unfamiliar face, and was stunned:

"It turned out to be Garen?"

After waking up, Garen found that his body had changed a lot.

But until now, he confirmed who he had become.

"after..."

Galen waved his powerful arm with a kneaded muscles and looked at the handsome face reflected on the water:

"Am I Garen?"

The Chinese name was instantly converted into an English name, and the pronunciation was different.

"etc..."

Classmate Garen suddenly clenched his fists and vented to himself in anger:

"Since I'm reborn as Garen, where's my armor and great sword?!!"

Galen, who relies on the leaves to cover her shame and uses a wooden stick as a big sword, was so angry that she was dizzy:

"Also, shouldn't Garen be a noble general?"

He looked at the big forest where the bird was not shitting, and gritted his teeth and complained:

"Where is my top time travel treatment?"

"Where is my castle, maid, thug, the decaying feudal aristocratic life?"

"There are also noble fourth generation friends of the imperial family, and the beautiful and cute magical girl..."

well...

After sighing for a long time, Galen finally returned to the cruel reality.

The surroundings were so quiet that they were almost dead, which made Garen, who was alone in the wilderness, suddenly felt a little lonely:

I don’t know how my family is doing, and I have a good friend, Youth A, who is playing black with me.

He probably won't see these people again.

etc...

Garen suddenly thought of one thing:

I chose Garen as a hero before, and I traveled through time to become Garen...

If my gay friend, Youth A, traveled through time, wouldn’t he have become a toad?

Hahaha!

If that second guy really becomes the king of the river, Tam, I am afraid he will go to the female toad to hug him in the future?

Hahaha clams...

Garen couldn't help laughing.

Galen suddenly felt a little lucky:

Among so many strange alliance heroes, I chose a normal human hero who barely "the same name" as me, and I am the tough guy whom I yearn for the most.

Think about your tall and powerful body, white and beautiful muscles...

The betting agreement signed with the gym in my previous life finally got my return here.

Thinking about it this way, the current situation of being out of food and clothing does not seem to be very bad.

Gu—Gu—

My stomach, which had not eaten for a day, roared like thunder.
To be continued...