Chapter 819 New World

[Correction, it should be the Era of Gods and Buddhas. I made a mistake when I was typing, and I was thinking about it. 】

"The selector understands correctly, and the transformation of the world is the world transformed by this system. The general process is as follows: select a natural world that has been destroyed with detailed records, re-infuse the world into the world to generate life and vitality, and shape characters, artificial Set the historical process of the world and artificially set the culture to achieve the purpose of controlling the plot.”

"So transforming the world is somewhere between the natural world and the original world?"

"The Chosen One understood correctly."

In this white chaos, Anyang seemed to have nothing to do except talk to the system.

He also gradually learned that the world itself and the system structure that transform the world are derived from nature, because it itself is based on a real world, but the life of this world is derived from the source of the world. The historical process is also controlled by the system.

This means that the world has a plot, and this plot is likely to be a world he is familiar with.

At the same time, Anyang is also very worried about Xiaochan now.

This little fox is not like he has many shuttle experiences, so he is mentally prepared for this kind of thing, and this little fox has always been timid, so he doesn't know what it is like to be nervous.

In this environment where there is nothing, it is most likely to make people feel depressed. Ordinary people stay here for a long time and they are afraid that they will have some kind of mental illness. Even Anyang feels a sense of depression that makes his breathing heavy, not to mention that A little fox.

Don't think she lost her, or that this is a space that people only see after death or something...

I finally took her on a shuttle, and this happened, and it was really irritating!

Every minute and second here is extremely difficult, and Anyang is also bored and impatient, but the system is always not ready, and I don't know what troubles have been encountered.

He started looking for various things to pass the time...

Observe the construction progress of the most complex model in the biological assistant chip, think about the possibility and breakthrough points of the fusion of several power systems, simulate the future trend of the three worlds, and even start to feel bored to the point of ignoring the feelings that are constantly arranging and chaotic.

He would also think about what Xiaochan was doing at this time. Have you ever been in a state of fear and anxiety? Or have he settled down like him and is looking for something to pass the time?

He would also regret why he didn't tell her that something unexpected might happen before traveling through the world, so that she could be prepared so that it wouldn't happen so suddenly.

I don't know how long it took, the system's prompt sound finally sounded in my ear——

"The transformation of the world is ready and is about to enter."

Immediately, there was a countdown. When the countdown was over, a flower flashed before his eyes, and he suddenly got out of this chaotic state.

First, there were the subtle sounds that poured into the ears, the cluttered noises, the hoarse birdsong, the barking of dogs from a distance, and the voices of people, all mixed together. These clear or vague voices sounded a new kind of emotion to him, and when he opened his eyes, the bright scene came into view like a painting with a high resolution.

Anyang saw an ancient city in front of him, the whole was glowing with old yellow, the river that passed through the ancient city, and the blue-yellow hillside outside the ancient city...

He immediately turned his head and looked for Xiaochan's figure.

Fortunately, the little fox was standing beside him, and his eyes were still a little bewildered. A pair of small hands unconsciously twisted the clothes in front of him, and the back of his hands turned white due to the extra effort.

I don't know how she suddenly entered that empty environment by herself, how did she get here for so long!

Anyang immediately reached out and touched her head, but she was startled, and she subconsciously avoided it.

Then Xiaochan turned her head nervously to look at him, her dazed face finally got some light, she moved her eyes to look at his stagnant hand, hesitated for a while, then lowered her head and silently approached him, a pair of ' Come on and give you a touch' look.

Anyang finally rubbed her head as she wished, and said gently, "I didn't know that would happen, but it's all right now."

Xiaochan narrowed her eyes nervously and said nothing.

Suddenly, he entered a vast space, and he couldn't move. This long period was far more terrifying than the ghost press that mortals could experience. She was really at a loss, and even thought that she would live in this state forever.

I am glad that everything is over now, and I am glad that she was not abandoned. I am glad that I can see the light again.

Anyang took his hand away from her warm head, then looked at the ancient city ahead, and walked forward: "Then let's go and see what kind of world this is!"

Xiaochan nodded quickly and followed in his footsteps.

The city seems to be a standard ancient city design, with high and thick walls, made of blue bricks, with defensive measures such as arrow towers and watchtowers, but strangely there is no guard.

The two gradually walked in, and Xiaochan also raised her head and silently looked at this novel world city.

She felt that it was no different from Shenzhou World.

This city seems to be in disrepair for a long time. The bluestone slabs outside the city walls have been broken, and there are vines growing on the city walls. Only occasionally a few civilians in patched clothes entered and exited through the thick layer of yellow sand.

"It's fine if there are no guards in this city, and no one cares?" Anyang said to himself, stepping into the city.

The inside of the city looks better than the outside. Although the streets and the houses on both sides are still dilapidated and completely different from the ruins of the ancient city preserved in the real world, the sparse pedestrians on the streets still add a lot of vitality to the city. The messy voice made it no longer dead silent.

Some people looked at the two of them in amazement, probably thinking that they were dressed strangely, like foreigners.

Xiaochan got a little closer to Anyang, lowered her head and quietly looked at the people on the street with patches on their clothes.

On the contrary, her and Anyang's clothes are not only strange, but also bright in color and exquisite in workmanship.

The two walked around and didn't see anything like the inn and pub, so they found a shed on the road to eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Xiaochan flipped over the bowl with chopsticks, and only forced herself to eat a few. Because this side is so bland, not only is there no meat, but you can't even see much oily flowers.

Anyang generally knew the depression of this city, not only economically, but also militarily and politically. Along the way, I didn’t see any larger shops, nor did I see the patrolling yamen or any government officials, but I did find the yamen, but it was already broken down, and even the gate did not know where it went. People dismantled it and burned it.

It was like an abandoned city with no owner, with only a group of miserable people still struggling.

Other than that, he found nothing.

But this is too normal. He also met Li Changsheng by accident in the world of Shenzhou, and it took a long time to find the trace of the mysterious person in the place of origin, which is nothing.

Anyang found a time when no one was looking at them, turned his hand and took out a bag of chicken wings in a vacuum bag, put it on the table, and said, "Don't eat it if you can't eat it, just eat this."

Xiaochan was frowning at the clear soup noodles in the bowl, she swallowed when she saw the braised chicken wings, and immediately put down her chopsticks.

Anyang heard her long sigh of relief.

After eating the chicken wings, the two continued to wander, but stopped beside a square.

Said to be a square, in fact, is a relatively empty place. At this time, a middle-aged man in gray linen clothes was talking loudly in the square, like a storyteller.

There were a lot of people around him, and Anyang and Xiaochan also stood aside, listening to his rhetoric in silence.

Most of the people who were attracted by his loud voice were peddlers and pawns. They were sweaty after a long day of exhaustion. At this moment, the gathering was full of sour taste, which made Xiaochan frown.

I saw that the storyteller was excited and raised his hands: "Do you know Baima Village, which is thirty miles outside the city?"

Some say know.

The storyteller immediately pointed to the crowd and asked, "Then do you know that in Baima Village, the moon and the earth are surging, the rocks are rolling down, the muddy water is rushing down, and the whole village has disappeared?"

Some say they know, some say they don't.

Some people say that they did feel the ground shaking last month, and I don't know who caused the wrath of the earth dragon again.

Others say it's common.

But the storyteller immediately raised his voice and said, "Actually, this matter is far from simple, and none of the nearly 500 people in Baima Village were spared. To say it, it is actually a strange story that many people have heard last year. Unusual events are closely related!"

The crowd gradually became interested, and their eyes lit up.

"What's up?"

"Didn't it provoke the earth dragon?"

"You're talking about the weird guy who appeared in Baima Village last year?" Someone finally pointed out the key.

"Exactly!" The storyteller's face flushed, "I've heard of that strange man in Baima Village long ago, but he had been in the Yangyaozi Mountain behind Baima Village, and was discovered by a woodcutter in the village. After entering Baima Village, I didn't expect that this would cause such a disaster!"

"Tell me, speak up!"

"Stop selling off!"

"Is this strange person a monster?"

But the storyteller stopped his mouth at this moment, revealing a shy smile: "Every officer, Xiaosheng... I haven't eaten a full meal for half a month, can you see if..."

There was a sudden silence in the noisy square, and those who were clamoring to hear the truth just now shut up.

Anyang pursed his lips, glanced down at Xiaochan, stared at the face in front of him, and felt that the phrase "talking about money hurts feelings" is vividly reflected here.

Ding! !

Finally, a poor copper plate fell to the ground. It was thrown from the window on the second floor next to it. The famous onlooker immediately wanted to pick it up, but the storyteller took the lead.

Other onlookers also felt a little pity, as if they hated why they didn't hurry up, but no one accused the man of being wrong.

Some people even looked at the window on the second floor and shouted, "Throw two more sons down! Throw more!"

There was a young man in the window on the second floor. He ignored these shameless men and shouted to the storyteller: "Go on! Come up to me to get the money after you finish talking!"

"okay!"

The storyteller was overjoyed, walked under the window with his dirty patched robe, raised his head and started talking.

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