Chapter 1 The Dead House
Zhou Yu is not a good child. After graduation, he stayed at home every day and was unwilling to go out. He didn't look for a job or a girlfriend. He looked like a waste no matter how he looked. This made Zhou's parents very troubled. He used all the methods he could use, and even made the relationship a little stiff, but the child just refused to move.
I understand the truth, but Zhou Yu just doesn't like going out to work. When he has no money, he writes some novels online. Although he has never made a big deal, he is better than nothing. Anyway, he never goes out and doesn't mess with cigarettes and alcohol, so he can't spend a lot of money. The rest of his time is basically spent on animation games.
So Zhou Yu is an otaku and basically has no objection.
A famous person in the Zhou family once wrote a poem, which said, "Hide in a small building and become united, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter." Zhou Yu liked it the most. Since the predecessors said this, it is really unreasonable to not inherit this fine tradition as descendants.
However, in order to prevent the family relationship from getting worse, Zhou Yu decided to transfer the location of his home to his hometown in the countryside. Anyway, since his grandparents were taken to the city, there were no one else in his hometown, and it was very quiet. Although this method was a bit ostrich, it was invisible. The family, which was already facing collapse, was at least braked on the edge of the cliff, and there was no sign of retreating.
The days in the countryside are indeed very leisurely, away from the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, and no one will come to bother you. I slept until noon, wrote articles and played games, and the day passed like this. There was an occasional power outage in summer, which made the networm very angry.
In a flash, I have been in the countryside for nearly a year.
It’s funny to me that although I have lived in my hometown for so long, I don’t even recognize my neighbors around me. The only familiar ones are Uncle Li who is doing the braised meat business on the street and several aunts at the vegetable stall. After all, people can be taciturn, but they must not stop eating.
The daily meal is not good, and you can live with simple food. Just when Zhou Yu felt that his life might be like this, something unexpected happened.
When I woke up, it was the good weather that shone in the sky and smiled at the sky. I fumbled out the glasses on the bedside, and after putting them on, I could continue to be a big shot on the Internet. I didn’t succeed in the rank yesterday, but I worked hard today and it was time to get gold.
But I didn’t expect that after putting on my glasses, the style of painting will suddenly become different.
That's right, the style of painting is different. It was supposed to be a full 3D three-dimensional real world, but it actually turned into a realistic style of an animation movie theatrical version. Simply put, the world is still this world, but everything has become a 2-dimensional picture.
Zhou Yu, who had originally loved 2D, carried forward the fine tradition of Ye Gong's good dragon, and shouted and threw away his glasses. Fortunately, he threw them on the bed, otherwise this good brother who had followed him for many years would have been broken.
Without glasses, it is naturally blurry to see things, but everything is very real. The real bed quilt, the real wall, and even the instant noodles I didn’t finish eating last night are so real, just a bit weird.
Is it a problem with glasses?
He touched his glasses a little hesitantly, and nothing special happened, nor did he turn into deformed glasses. He shouted that he wanted to conquer the earth. So he plucked up his courage to pick them up with his hands, squinted his eyes and looked through the lenses from a distance.
Sure enough, there is a 2-dimensional world there.
Could it be that if you wear glasses for a long time, you will become a psychic? Or is it because you have seen too many 2-dimensional things and become spiritual?
The puzzled Zhou Yu took out a pair of spare glasses from the cabinet and found that the lenses reflected the same 2-dimensional style. This makes no sense, because this spare glasses were bought when they came to the countryside and had not worn them once, so it would never be possible to mutate.
Without glasses, you are a third-class disabled person, but if you wear them, you must endure the strange style of painting. This is a very difficult multiple-choice question. After repeated measurements, you can't resist the pain of not being able to see things clearly. With a hint of wind, you can't stand the tragic spirit of Yi Shuihan, and put on your glasses.
It becomes a world of 2 dimensions, and everything you see is novel. Especially when you brush your teeth, you see yourself after 2 dimensions in the mirror. It is actually Miyazaki's style of painting, and instantly you feel like you are rising in style.
After accepting this setting, I am less afraid.
Although I was surprised when I got up, Zhou Yu did not intend to change his lifestyle. The first thing he did after washing his face with toothbrush was to turn on the computer.
The picture on the computer is normal, perhaps because it originally belongs to the second dimension, so the biggest problem will be solved. Because if the style of the game you like also changes greatly, it is really impossible to accept it, although there is actually no other way.
I write as usual, play games as usual, and... I'm hungry.
Breakfast is usually not eaten, just chew a few apples. By lunch time, other families are already preparing supper. Look at the refrigerator, it is already empty, so it is time to put on your clothes and go out to buy groceries.
The braised meat shop is the most common. The boss Uncle Li is very attentive to entertain this frequent visitor who rarely talks. He shouted as soon as he met: "Are you a third brother?"
Every time he entered the store, Zhou Yu was used to buying roast duck, large intestine and chicken wings, and Uncle Li had already remembered it. However, what he didn't know was that in the other party's eyes, he had become a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth. The power of the 2-dimensional world was indeed extraordinary. If he had not bowed his head and confirmed through the gaps in his glasses that it was Uncle Li, Zhou Yu would not dare to agree.
After buying braised pork, I went to the vegetable stall to buy some vegetables and snacks in the supermarket. There were a bunch of them, which could be roughly a few days.
There is a canal on the way home. The scenery is pretty good. Every time I walk by the channel, I will slow down. It is rare to get close to nature. It is summer now, and playful children like to go swimming here, but it won’t take long to see adults driving people with sticks, and then the little ghosts who are screaming and scattering around with their butts.
However, today Zhou Yu was no longer in the mood to see the scenery, because a text message shining with bright red suddenly appeared in front of him.
‘A wild photography lion appears in front of you, please decide on the countermeasure’
There are two options below the message, one is to escape and the other is to fight.
Fight? How to fight and what to fight?
Zhou Yu wondered and looked up. A strange 2-dimensional creature jumped in front of him. He looked like a cat, but he was walking with his two hind legs. He had gray and white fur, a baseball cap on his head, and a thing similar to a camera on his shoulder.
Whose cats dress like this?
This is the countryside. Cats are kept to catch mice, not as pets. Who makes clothes for cats?
He lowered his head strangely, trying to see what the cat actually looks like, because the style of the 2-dimensional painting is always quite exaggerated, otherwise Uncle Li would not have become a temperamental uncle.
However, the road was empty. Not to mention cats, there were no dogs.
Oh my god! There is a ghost!
Zhou Yu was startled and immediately raised his head, but saw the photographic lion still 'chewing' in front of him. He looked down and saw him. What kind of thing is this guy? Because he couldn't figure out the situation, he had been in a stalemate for a long time and didn't choose whether to fight or run away. After a while, the photographic lion disappeared in a coquettish manner. Whether he bowed or raised his head, he could never see it again.
Chapter completed!