Chapter 1 Escape

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Human Empire, Mont Mountain Borough.

A golden slanting sun shone into the small hut, and Alan, who was lying on the floor, suddenly opened his eyes.

Hiss...

pain!

it hurts!

Head hurts!

At this time, Allen felt a splitting headache.

"What happened? Did you draw for too long last night?"

Barely straightened up, and looked around.

A simple room with a bed and a table, that's all the belongings.

This is where?

He remembered that he had just completed a private art exhibition and was sorting out the works in the studio. In a sudden inspiration, he picked up his brush and started to draw. He didn't know how long he had been painting, and suddenly passed out, and he woke up here.

Could it be that I am still dreaming!

Seeing a pack of chewing gum on the table, he took out one and put it in his mouth, and put the others in his pocket.

A cooling sensation entered the brain with chewing, at this moment.

Countless strange memories suddenly flooded into my mind, and a small video was played like a revolving lantern.

After a few minutes, he finally digested these memories, and his headache didn't even hurt anymore.

"What's the situation? I've crossed over?"

This body's name is also Allen. It is seventeen years old this year and is a student of what is called the Loyalty War School. This school does not teach mathematics, physics and chemistry, but only teaches combat skills such as shooting and fighting.

Today, the boy has just been admitted to the painting academy. It is said that painting is also a fighting skill here, and it is still very rare.

As a result, she passed out on the ground as soon as she entered the room, as if she was poisoned?

Jingle Bell...

The ringtone of the phone interrupted Alan's thinking. He subconsciously searched for his mobile phone, but there was nothing around him or on his body, and the ringtone came from his mind.

It was only then that he remembered that this is a cyber world, everyone has various implanted chips, and the one implanted under his earlobe is a communication chip.

He touched the chip, and a message was directly displayed on his retina.

[Unknown call, do you want to answer it? ]

Answer...

A synthesized electronic sound appeared in his mind.

"Run away."

Just two words!

Allen stood up abruptly with a start, and a very bad feeling came to his heart. No matter who called, he needed to confirm where he was right now.

He flung open the door, a gust of cold wind poured into his neck, and all kinds of flickering lights pierced into his eyes.

The neon lights on the buildings, drones pulling huge advertising screens, and the ubiquitous lights of residential buildings made the originally dark night look extremely chaotic.

Typical Cyberworld painting style.

A few tens of meters away, several tall buildings completely blocked his line of sight. The only thing he could see was the passages connecting the various buildings every ten or so floors.

This place should be a dense residential area. He looked back at his house number, 64-43, he was on the sixty-fourth floor.

For some reason, he felt that his emotions were full of unease. There seemed to be an inexplicable oppression in the air, and the feeling filled his pores. There was something wrong.

He stretched out his right hand to caress his chest, looked around, it was too quiet...

No, how could such a densely populated residential area be so quiet? The noise in the city should be ubiquitous all the time.

The calm before the storm...

Strong uneasiness and intuition told him that he should follow that stranger's advice, leave this building, and leave immediately!

He looked at the elevator at the far end. It was stopping at the 148th floor. He didn't know how long it would take for it to come down. He poked his head and looked beyond the railing of the corridor. The passage leading to the opposite building was on the 60th floor, only four floors away from him.

He stretched his arms and legs to get used to his new body.

This body is terrifyingly strong. According to his memory, even in this world, the quality of this body is far superior to other people's. He doesn't know what he ate to grow up.

He quickly ran downstairs, taking three steps at a time. The corridor was full of sundries, but fortunately, it was enough for him to go downstairs alone.

In less than a minute, he came to the corridor on the 60th floor, and the long passage was at the end of the corridor.

A strange ding-dong sound resounded in his mind, and Alan was taken aback for a moment. There was no information on his retina, and the surroundings were still abnormally quiet, but the sense of insecurity not only did not lessen, but intensified, as if an invisible big hand was grabbing him from behind.

Perhaps it was an illusion, he didn't have time to think about the ding-dong sound, and ran along the corridor towards that passage.

At this time, a fat man just came out of the house. Allen ignored him, and ran past the fat man like the wind, almost knocking him down.

After running a few steps, Allen heard the fat man who had just stood firm curse: "Run so fast, you're looking for death!"

Allen stopped, turned around, looked at the fat man, and wondered if he wanted to say sorry to the first person he met in Cyberworld.

at this time.

L...

A sound of marbles rolling and falling to the ground entered his ears...

Allen saw that the fat man's face froze. No, his whole body froze. He was still walking out of the door. His eyes were already wide open, full of horror.

He turned pale with fright, and was about to turn around and run away.

I felt that the surrounding air was getting denser and denser, like a piece of cement that was congealing.

His limbs were becoming difficult to move, but within 2 seconds, he lost control of his body and froze there.

It's like a ghost crushing his body, his soul can no longer control his body.

Then Allen saw that the space between him and the fat man was cracked like a mirror hit by an iron block, and a palm-sized fragment fell down, revealing an orange space.

The golden light shot out from the fragments, making Allen squint his eyes.

He saw a green spider crawling out of it. Its round body was bigger than a palm, and it just floated in the air.

It stayed between Fatty and Alan for a while, and finally crawled in the air in the direction of Fatty.

The fat man's face was already contorted in fright. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his muscles were trembling unconsciously. The spider lay on the fat man's nose, and with a thud, without any muddy water, its two front legs inserted into the fat man's right eye, and with a bang, it pulled out the eyeball, and a miserable scream came out from the fat man's throat.

Allen stared straight at the already ferocious face of the fat man, his heart beat like a big drum, and his breathing became rapid.

I saw the spider propped open the fat man's bleeding eye sockets, and swished into the fat man's head.

The fat man's body twitched more and more violently. The only remaining left eye moved erratically. There seemed to be a mouthful of phlegm in his throat, and he could only make the sound of Ulu Ulu. In just a few minutes, the fat man's upper body swelled up, as if a balloon had been blown up.

With a bang, a large amount of blood mist sprayed out from the fat man's back, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Allen saw a washbasin-sized blood hole appear on his back, and countless fingernail-sized white spiders swarmed out of it, scattered along the corridor, and soon disappeared.

Allen felt a sour feeling in his stomach, and a warm current flowed up the esophagus, and he spit out the chewing gum in his mouth with a puff.

The big spider crawled out of the fat man's body again, with eight green eyes shining, looking at him not far away.

The spider flew into the air with a light leap, and crawled towards him. If you don't know, just get a box lunch, hey, you can die if you die, anyway, you are also time-traveling, but thinking about how the fat man died just now, Alan's whole body was shocked.

At the same time, Allen saw a large electronic billboard rising from outside the railing in the corridor. A green light shot from above the sign and hit the green spider with a snap. The spider dissolved into dust in mid-air as if it had encountered a strong acid.

Then Allen saw the air fluctuate in front of his eyes, and a man wearing a gray combat uniform and a gray helmet suddenly appeared next to the fat man's body.

It's optical camouflage. This person should be a soldier of Mengshan City Emergency Response Force.

Allen felt that as soon as the air was loosened, he finally regained control of his body, and some inconspicuous white light fell from the air and disappeared quickly.

He let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the soldier with lingering fear, "Thank you for saving me!"

I saw the soldier armed to the teeth, holding a long gun in both hands. The middle end of the gun looked like a syringe tube, with a strange green light emitting from it. It was a Gauss rifle, a terrible weapon that would turn into ashes if it was glued to it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

However, if it is held in the hands of one's own people, it will bring a sense of security, but Alan still dare not be careless, standing there without moving.

The person on the opposite side turned around and walked towards him. His face was covered by a black mask, and no expression could be seen. "You're lucky. Ten seconds later, you'll be the brain-eating spider's pouch. Fortunately, it's only a semi-mature body. If you're a mature body, you'll be in trouble."

Brain-eating spiders are a kind of devil's miscellaneous soldiers. This Alan has in his memory, which should be some basic information of this world. "I just saw a lot of little spiders crawling out of that fat man's body." He said quickly, if all those little spiders turned into that kind of brain-eating spider, then the residents of this building would be finished.

"That's right, little devil. I've already reported it, and there's nothing I can do about those splinters. The battle on the ground is not easy, and the above should send contractors to reinforce it soon, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Allen saw several white rays of light appearing around his body, dancing up and down in the air, like a cage. As soon as the soldier walked over, he suddenly tightened up. In an instant, the soldier's body burst open as if dozens of blades were quickly slashed across it.

Blood mixed with minced meat was scattered all over the ground, and the Gauss rifle was also turned into pieces, and the green light dissipated without a trace as soon as it touched the air.

It was only then that Alan realized that those white lights were spider threads, and the reason why he and the fat man couldn't move was because they were entangled by spider threads.

And on the top of the spider silk, a half-person-high green spider appeared in a burst of air fluctuations. It was a mature brain-eating spider, and it even had optical camouflage!

Allen lost control of his body again, and the spider silk has covered his whole body...

His mind buzzed, it's over...