Chapter 1

Earth. Heze City, China.

In the old cabin, the dim light emits hazy brilliance. Only a thin figure can be vaguely seen sitting in front of a computer covered with dust and oil.

Ye Feng stared at a computer game called food chain. At this time, he was participating in the poetry appreciation activity on the full moon night of August 15 of the food chain game and winning game coins.

"These players are very talented. Time is running out. It seems that I want to win this first prize again and earn this 10000 yuan. I have to take out my poems at the bottom of the box."

Ye Feng sighed and looked at the traffic outside the window. He seemed to recall something bad: "Alas, a penny can't beat the hero. I think the four talents of Tsinghua University have become professional players in anonymity. They are so frustrated that they have to compete with game players for poetry and prose. Alas, Who made me kill a dozen underworld people who were drunk with knives on impulse and regarded me as someone else trying to beat me up? It's really a disaster. It's Tamar's life. It's over... "

Ye Feng sighed, lit a cigarette, took two deep breaths, hurriedly opened the "submit poetry" page, and then knocked the words.

With Ye Feng's typing, a group of game players on the game page talked fiercely.

"Eh? The famous devil has also participated in the poetry appreciation activity. Big devil, you are the first player in the game. All my equipment has been chased and hacked by you. Are you still interested in robbing us poor B for this full moon night? "

"Yes! Big devil, you block our equipment outside the safety zone every day. I've been killed by you more than ten times. You sold seven or eight thousand yuan by relying on my divine clothes. Is it good to rob this 10000 yuan? "

"Shit, shit! Brothers, don't let the famous devil win the first place. Don't vote for him! Ma's! He is still interested in participating in the poetry appreciation competition. 70% of the players in a district have been killed by him once. One of my schoolgirls told him not to play this game! It makes old paper fall in love on the night of the full moon. On this popularity, he still has the face to participate in the poetry appreciation competition! We won't vote for him. Unless all ten judges give him votes, he won't want to win the first place! "

Just then, a chat box appeared in the words of a judge: "eh? A man? What a talented poem... "

"Ah?! Hey! What do I see! A judge said the poem of the famous devil in public? Hey, hey, hey! Judge, how are you? Did you take the money? Ma's! I'll take a look at this scum's poem. "

Men's walk

A man should kill without mercy.

Eternal immortality lies in killing.

Once upon a time, there was a man of great honor.

A man who kills is lighter than a feather.

There are heroes and tyrants, killing people in chaos,

Gallop all over the world, boasting only knives and guns.

Now I want to find this kind of moon shadow in vain.

If you don't see me,

When Confucianism rose and heroes died, China boasted of benevolence and righteousness.

Once the barbarians invaded the Central Plains, the scholars ran away and the cowards wept.

I want to learn the ancient style and revive my heroic spirit.

Fame is like dirt, and those who disdain benevolence ridicule it.

Wearing a sharpening iron sword, you will kill when you are angry.

Cut the stock phase, drink wine, talk and laugh, frighten the ghosts and gods.

It takes ten weeks to kill an enemy.

Specialize in Tianguang couple and make love with them.

Go out of the west gate and lift your head back at dusk.

God is tired and sleepy, and the war horn suddenly blows.

Simon, don't go to the mother. The mother is sad and the son is not sad.

A man will never return if he has a long history.

The battle between heaven and earth shocked the hell court.

Kill one person in three steps.

Thousands of miles of blood waves, corpses pillow Qianxun mountain.

After the battle, the strong man sleeps on the enemy's corpse.

The dream still kills people, and the dimple reflects Su Hui.

The daughter asked Mo Xiang, why is the man fierce?

Since ancient times, benevolence and virtue have only harmed people, and morality has never been true.

If you don't see me,

Lions and tigers gain fame for their prey. Who pity elk?

The world has always been strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain.

Jun Xiu asked,

A man has his own business.

A man should be violent.

Things and benevolence do not stand.

The man is in the fight field. He is as brave as a bear and his eyes are like a wolf.

If a man is born, he kills. He doesn't teach a man to wrap a woman's heart.

The man never takes care of his body and laughs at his enemies.

There are a hundred places in the battlefield of Qiu field, and everywhere is willing to be green with weeds.

Don't shudder, man. Listen to the song with you:

Killing one is for sin, and slaughtering ten thousand is for male.

Kill nine million, that is, Xiong Zhongxiong.

Male to male, the Tao is different,

See through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but make this life brave.

A good name does not love a bad name, and a million people will not be punished.

It is better to teach ten thousand people to gnash their teeth and hate than to teach no one to scold me.

Looking at the world for 5000 years, where do Heroes not kill?

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After submitting his poems, Ye Feng closed the poetry appreciation activity page and continued to operate his game character "the great devil of fame", silently went to the boar cave to play monsters, eat brains and practice level. Ye Feng didn't care about the anger of the game players on the poetry appreciation page. The top ten judges only evaluated the talent of poetry, not who made it, Ye Feng believes he can still get the first place.

However, at this time, there was a compact knock at the door. Ye Feng wondered that he didn't know anyone here. Who would knock at his door? Landlord? The landlord went abroad after collecting his rent for one year six months ago. He won't come back until the new year.

Ye Feng hurried to the door and looked out through the cat's eye. When he saw who it was, he was immediately sweating. He hurried to the computer and put all his change and bank cards with other people's ID cards into his pocket. Then he opened the underground tunnel he had spent a long time digging under the computer desk and quickly closed the game, In the future, we have to rely on this game account to eat. We must not let the police see it. How did the police find out about themselves? I have read hundreds of anti investigation books and have made everything seamless!

While ye Fengguan was playing the game, an inexplicable dialog box suddenly popped up from the game: "game account: red name demon, your poem book system is very appreciated. Congratulations on being selected as the only" Pathfinder of the alien universe "by the system. In ten seconds, the system will bind with you. Please be ready."

"Shit, shit! What is this? What alien Pathfinder? " Ye Feng was angry and didn't close the game. He directly pressed the computer restart button, then picked up a knife, went straight into the dark path and ran away as fast as possible.

But as soon as he got into the secret passage and ran into the underground waterway, he could drill out of the well cover, blend into the crowd and escape from the sky. Ye Feng suddenly felt numb all over his body and suddenly black in front of him. His last thought was: Ma's! Shit. Who pulled the wire into the sewer!