“Where is this?”

"Am I going to die?"

Chu Mo tried hard to open his eyes, but for some reason, his eyes felt exhausted. Just now, he encountered a car accident. His life was dull and mediocre, and he was about to come to an end like this?

I'm really unwilling to give up!

Too many things have not been done, and too many things have not been experienced.

The consciousness gradually became weaker... He was surrounded by darkness, lonely like a kitten standing under the street lights late at night. In the darkness, he could not hear the response and could not make a sound. The feeling of loneliness was tortured to the point of going crazy.

I don’t know how long it took, soon, or maybe a long time. Suddenly, a dawn suddenly cut through the darkness and illuminated him. Chu Mo was stunned, and then a cold mechanical sound came, echoing in the darkness.

"The Wanjie System has been started. Congratulations to the host for launching the Wanjie System for the first time. I will reward a gift package for novices. I hope you can use it happily."

"I'm still alive? System... What's the situation..." Chu Mo looked around in surprise, there was only the endless night, hazy, and he took two steps back slightly. He tried his best to stand in the middle of the light, and humans would always be afraid of everything unknown.

"If in the true sense, host, you have died in the first level biological plane, the system has captured your thoughts and placed them in the second level plane to continue." The cold voice of the system sounded again, answering Chu Mo's question.

Although Chu Mo couldn't quite understand the systematic answer, he could also vaguely understand one thing. He died and now he seems to be reborn in another place.

"This system is bound to you when the host is dying. The host can randomly shuttle planes every month. Any valuable item can be redeemed with the system. The points you earn can be exchanged for any item in the system mall. May I ask, is the host currently opening a gift package for beginners?"

"Let's turn on." Chu Mo took a deep breath. Although he was still a little confused, he calmed down at least. Perhaps it was because he had experienced a death, and that kind of despair and unwillingness filled his heart, which made him inexplicably have courage.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the shadow windbreaker (the magical equipment from the Warcraft plane, you can choose to enter the invisible state by yourself in non-combat state); congratulations to the host for obtaining the dark mystery (the taboo ninjutsu from the shadow school led by the Valoran Continental Tribulation); congratulations to the host for obtaining the Water Han Sword (the sword cast by Master Xu, the leader of the Mo family in Qin Shimingyue, the sword is as its name, and the sword is cold); congratulations to the host for obtaining the system backpack (a storage area of ​​100 cubic meters)."

"Buzz~!"

Before Chu Mo could react, the darkness around him began to squirm, as if he had life, turning into millions of demon claws and climbing towards Chu Mo.

"What is this? Wait!" Before Chu Mo could resist, darkness had already wrapped him up, as if he was peeling off a layer of human skin from a human body. The dark agitation gradually became human.

Looking from afar, the shadow is embracing Chu Mo.

"Hu..." Chu Mo gasped violently, and the shadow fled into the ground. His forehead was covered with sweat, his pupils shrank slightly. Looking at the shadow on the ground, he felt a little unreal, and he could actually feel his shadow.

"The Ten Thousand Worlds System has been launched for the first time. The main plane bound to the system is "Super Theological Academy". The host still has a chance to shuttle planes in half a month. Please use it as soon as possible."

"Friendly reminder that the system arranged the host's identity in the "Supertheological Academy" plane as an unemployed vagrant."

The system's sound of lifting slowly dissipated. Chu Mo looked at the surroundings and the darkness was fading away. Color appeared in the sight in front of him. The sky was towering, the sky was gloomy, and it was pouring rain, and the rain kept ticking on his face. At this moment, Chu Mo was lying in a narrow and dark alley, with half of his body soaking in the water.

"I'm really alive? Isn't it a dream?" Chu Mo murmured, and tasted the rain, salty.

"Tsk, it turns out that you are still alive. Why are you pretending to be dead? I'm scared. I'll kick you, don't you dare to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead." A loud shout suddenly sounded in my ears, and a tall figure stood in front of Chu Mo, with a very fierce look on his face, "Brother, I'm asking you to borrow money, so I think of you, do you know? If you are sensible, take it out by yourself and don't force me to move hard?"

The man's name is Long Yuan, nicknamed Long Brother, and is a gangster of this generation. Inexplicable information emerged from his mind.

"Borrow money from me?" Chu Mo's head hurt, he stretched out one hand to support the ground, and barely stood up. A vague memory filled his mind, another Chu Mo's life! He died at the same time as him, so the system took his soul into this body.

Chu Mo was once weak and obedient. Although he was not well educated, he couldn't find a good job, but he often did some work as a zero-hour worker, so he became the target of bullying by gangsters around him. In the eyes of people like Long Ge, cowards like Chu Mo and dare not resist were the fastest way to make money.

"What a joke, Brother Long, I haven't found a job yet, where can I borrow money from you?" Chu Mo blurted out his inexplicable words, and he grinned, a little gloomy. He had just returned from hell.

"Coward, don't pretend to be confused. I think you want a red knife to get out of the white knife." The man named Brother Long seemed a little impatient. He reached out and grabbed Chu Mo's collar, pushed Chu Mo rudely to the wall, and pulled out a bright dagger from his waist.

"Anyway, it's a bad life. If you want it, take it." Chu Mo shrugged indifferently. Is it because of the system? Or is it that people who have died once will always change. The feeling of being shrouded in darkness, without sound or light is more terrifying than anything, because it doesn't even give you the right to imagine.

"Do you... think I dare not?" Brother Long shook his right hand slightly. Of course he didn't dare to really kill people. Now it's a legal society, and the trouble of killing people is quite big. The expression on his face is even more fierce, and the tip of the knife pressed against Chu Mo's heart.

"But why do I feel you are scared? You are threatening me with a dagger." Chu Mo's voice became low, and a curve was hung on the corner of his mouth. He grabbed Brother Long's right hand, gently pushed the dagger forward in his hand, and inserted it into his own heart. "This should be the way to show courage."

"Ding~!"

Brother Long's face turned pale in an instant, and he took two steps back in fear, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

"I...I'm killing." Brother Long's forehead instantly felt cold sweat. He was just a gangster. He was the limit of stealing things on weekdays. "No, it's this kid who is seeking death by himself, it has nothing to do with me."

"Yes, I'm looking for death." Chu Mo's voice sounded faintly, and he appeared behind Brother Long's back at some point. He was holding the dagger that Brother Long had just thrown away.
Chapter completed!