Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 1 Cleansing

[Help: You only prepared 5 glasses of water, but million leaders came]

How should you distribute this water?

The sky is clear and the suffocating heat of midsummer gently bends the edge of the horizon, and the chirping of cicadas slowly seeps into the souls lingering here in the flowing time.

Along with the lyrics of pure joy.

"On such a hot day, I want to smoke an e-cigarette~"

"Beyond, try it, my lungs are itching now~"

Yuan Qingzhuo, who was lying on a retro armchair and slowly performing photosynthesis, was humming classic songs and was happy.

Ten slender fingers skillfully opened the 26-key keyboard of the mobile phone, and immediately started a violent input.

[24 years old, Shigao Shou: Please help Niu Mo, are you cheating on me here? If there are really million street lamp pendants, I will give all of them to Tutu to add merit. I drank five glasses of water by myself. ]

Here is a brief introduction: Yuan Qingzhuo, 24 years old, is an unemployed vagrant and a part-time martial arts master.

[Deduction 1 to send Elbow Prison, Big Prison, Mei Prison, Huo Prison Master: Tell the leader that you don't drink, there are plenty of people who do! ]

[Hydra himself (the idiot who took up the name!): 11111, let the idiots drink these five cups of water one after another, and tell the idiots that if they finish drinking before the last idiot gets a drink, all the water will be given to Tutu.]

Yuan Qingzhuo coughed several times while gasping for breath and couldn't help but give high praise.

"——Get out of the hospital!"

[The little feet of the horn smell so good: give them two slaps and see if they still go crazy. ]

"This smells so good? This is too much in line with the etiquette of porridge..."

Yuan Qingzhuo's voice paused, and he suddenly raised his eyes as if he sensed something.

Looking towards the clear blue sky in the distance.

So, their eyes met.

The azure sky and those meaningless distances disappeared in an instant like flowers in a mirror and the moon in water.

What appeared in Yuan Qingzhuo's pupils at this moment was a pair of hideous lumps of flesh embedded in the wriggling flesh and blood, which could barely be called eyeballs.

After a very brief moment of astonishment, Yuan Qingzhuo, as a martial arts master, had an instinctive reaction that was ingrained in his bones.

Subconsciously, he threw a punch.

In the dead silence, Yuan Qingzhuo could see the two huge scarlet eyeballs that almost filled half of his vision suddenly turned once, and again.

In the end, it was as if I saw him and locked onto him from an infinite distance.

"Give me your dead teeth--!"

A tragic roar sounded from Yuan Qingzhuo's skull after being hit by countless punches, accompanied by the continuous exploding of his eyeballs and the annihilation of his flesh and blood.

He blew that thing up.

"The other day, the bar said that there was an evil god that was going to invade the world. Is this it?"

Yuan Qingzhuo swallowed down the black blood that kept flowing out of his mouth, stopped his weakening steps, snapped his fingers, and sneered disdainfully.

He picked up his phone and clicked on the + sign, preparing to post something to show off.

But the next moment, the identical, exponentially growing twisted limbs and flesh "saw" Yuan Qingzhuo in an instant, filling his vision and consciousness, leaving him unable to move.

It’s bad, we have disturbed the evil spirit’s lair.

In the last moment when his body turned into dust and dissipated due to countless gazes, and his consciousness lost its support and fell into darkness, Yuan Qingzhuo, who had already thought of a way to deal with it, thought drowsily:

It can be used in...

next time……

dark.

It was as if a thousand and ten thousand years had passed, and the self named Yuan Qingzhuo kept floating up, up, and up in the lightless and boundless abyss of consciousness.

Finally, he was pulled out of the sea by a crisp and childish question.

Finally, see the light of day again.

Anral Empire, a small town in the north, Ranjika.

"Sir, would you like to buy a bottle of Hibiscus King?"

"What era is it now? Are you still selling traditional cigarettes?"

Bewildered, Yuan Qingzhuo turned around and retorted out of instinct.

Then he caught a glimpse of his own appearance in the girl's clear blue eyes.

——He was wearing a thin black cloth, with short hair that just barely covered his eyebrows, his skin was very fair, even pale, and he had an overly delicate face and a thin figure.

Coupled with his long eyelashes and half-closed black pupils, one can't help but praise him as a handsome boy.

This is probably what I looked like when I was twelve or thirteen years old and just started practicing martial arts.

"I won the resurrection match...?"

The sluggish thinking began to work, and then came to a conclusion in a flash.

——As expected of me!
Yuan Qingzhuo clenched his fists, feeling the true five senses, and then he let the biting cold wind of winter pass through his lungs, returning to the dragon twice, and finally turned it into a visible hot fog and exhaled it heavily, laughing:

"Tangtang, resurrection!"

Yuan Qingzhuo looked around at the snow-covered streets and the low wooden houses in the forest and fell into deep thought.

"It looks like I have traveled to another world."

After a brief silence, Yuan Qingzhuo nodded and accepted it all.

——No need to be surprised, it’s just a simple time travel, it’s really not a big deal.

Then he stared at the empty space in front of him as expected. Since they were all time travelers, it was normal for them to have a system.

As if in response to his waiting, a translucent panel appeared on Yuan Qingzhuo's retina.

【Fairy Tale! Bar】

【Help Post】

[The planner kowtows to the artist: You only prepared 5 copper coins, but million girls came to sell Hibiscus King]

[How should you allocate these 5 copper coins? ]

[The planner kowtows to the artist: You only have 5 coins to play the hardship of your Bull Demon, can't you play the novice mode million times before trying again? The author of the post identified this as pure nonsense]

[Planning to give two kowtows to the artist: Egg Chicken Post Bar? ]

Still looking for help?

Moreover, this thing is actually my plug-in?

[Use your feet to fill the misery value?: Schizophrenia, right? Increase the dosage! ]

[Hydra: If you guys don’t fight each other first, will the ritual and music be ruined? ]

[skip, then start killing: chop 99999995 of them first... I was going to say that, until the first time I was chopped into countless 2.5 pieces by the little girl.]

Yuan Qingzhuo looked at these all-too-familiar words in front of him, suppressed the urge to attack, and suddenly he felt his eyes go dark.

This is too embarrassing.

But no matter how embarrassing it is, how can we refuse something that is delivered to our door?
After a series of operations, Yuan Qingzhuo realized that the system hanging on him was extremely humorous.

It is essentially a simple forum where you can browse all kinds of posts normally, but currently there is only one lonely "Fairy Tale! Bar".

Also, I can’t post actively.

In other words, Yuan Qingzhuo had no way to control the content of the posts he posted.

【Welcome to this system. Your current membership level is detected as "1". You can only browse and like posts. 】

The green-label cans really need to be restricted, otherwise they will cause trouble all day long.

[Because your membership level is too low, when posting, you can only choose one of the four topics: "Help Post", "Memory Post", "Rating Post" and "Sharing Post".

You only have the right to modify the title, and the post content will be automatically generated by this system based on reality. 】

[Tip: The more popular your posts are, the faster your membership level will increase and the more feedback you will get. ]

【Click to view current personal information. 】

"What flying?"

Yuan Qingzhuo curled his lips and glanced through the posts in the forum, and found that this was probably a forum for two-spined newt games similar to "○God" and "Last Night's ○Porridge".

Because everyone was posting beautiful and delicious erotic pictures, they all asked the planners to be fired and kowtow to the artistic designer.

He stared at the “+” sign on the post for a long time, but couldn’t figure out what title to use to get enough attention and let himself take a good look at what the so-called “feedback” was.

"Sir, wouldn't you consider buying a good Hibiscus King?"

The crisp and lovely questioning voice coming from behind again made Yuan Qingzhuo suddenly remember the first post he saw in the bar.

——"The Burial of King Hibiscus".

"Wuhu, East Coast Idea King is now online!"

[Reminiscence Post: That Winter——"Sir, would you like to buy a Furongwang?"]

Just as Susie was about to perform the silky little combo of "Jia Zi Yin Lu Xiao Gou", she was startled by Yuan Qingzhuo who started shouting for no apparent reason in front of her.

She couldn't help but take a half step back.

The girl's petite body trembled slightly, and she wrapped the linen scarf around her neck tightly again, which had been mostly loosened.

The idea of promoting Hibiscus King also faded.

Why not sneak away before he notices me? There has been talk of hysteria spreading recently.

I always feel... this guy is a little abnormal.

Susie was thinking this when she saw this handsome stranger suddenly turn around and greet her in a familiar manner:
"My name is Yuan Qingzhuo."

He was very serious and spoke word by word, as if he was expounding some eternal and unchanging truth of the world.

"You can also call me Qingzhuo."

Looking at the handsome Yuan Qingzhuo's outstretched hand, Susie's face first turned slightly red, and then she tilted her head in confusion.

"Does it make a difference?"

Good pose!

I didn't expect that you, a country girl selling Hibiscus King, could be a model!

Yuan Qingzhuo immediately used the system's function to capture the red-faced Susie with her head tilted before him, and posted it as a cover photo.

[Ding, the achievement module has been unlocked. ]

【You have completed the achievement "A Good Start"! 】

[A good start]

[——Your first post, a necessary beginning]

[Reward: A kettle full of hope. ]

Because of some mysterious power, the matchstick turned into the Hibiscus King, and the three familiar stories in the introduction also became "The Burial of the Hibiscus King", "Our Civil Engineering" and "The Four Peddler" respectively. Otherwise, Shen He would have been beaten back.
But the essence of the story will not change

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The protagonist's name is Yuan Qingzhuo (zhao)

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The resurrection match was almost lost
But success ultimately belongs to Lao Nuo!
Kids, I'm back!

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(End of this chapter)