BXBX NOVEL Chapter 4 - Reader: meow ~
But for Du Ze right now, experiencing this world crossing was a tragedy. After seeing the two moons hanging in the sky, Du Ze was one hundred percent sure that this place is no longer his world. If he were to cross into a modern parallel world, then that would still be okay. As a computer science student, he would have a chance to survive. As for a futuristic, science fictional world, that would also be good. But if he were to go back to ancient times, he could only rely on ancient technology to live on. Not to mention that Du Ze’s skill in programming was useless since this ancient world doesn’t even have computers. If he wanted to make a computer, with only one person this would be impossible.
In addition, since he has a severe case of myopia, if he lost his glasses then he was dead. On the other hand, Du Ze quietly touched his ears, he also has a headset with an eye-catching dark blue color with a trendy design. That was his hearing aid.
Can anyone answer him, if there is no electricity, then a deaf, short-sighted, and short guy like him, how could he survive in this ancient world ...?
– Look, a hidden weapon!
– Can’t see.
– Listen, there are footsteps!
– Can’t hear QAQ!
So, if you were to create a poll titled: “Who doesn’t want to get transported into an ancient world?” Du Ze would certainly be number one, no one could compare to him.
And also if you were to ask “Who would die the fastest in ancient times?” Du Ze would obviously be number one, no one could compare to him.
Thinking about his future, Du Ze pushed up his glasses, seemingly calm, but he was panicking inside ... he started to read the doujinshi again.
This simply will not work! What connection does this crossing have with this reader? So, hurry and bring him back, ah!
However, Du Ze flipped the pages back and forth dozen of times but he still couldn’t go back to his own room. Du Ze’s trembling hands closed the book. Looking around, he had the feeling of being betrayed.
Du Ze wanted to cry.
Physically and mentally exhausted, Du Ze was forced to accept the fact that he had crossed over into another world and couldn’t return. Du Ze began to look around, analyzing his surroundings.
In front of his eyes was a large plain. Below his feet was not common soil, but a kind of transparent crystal that looked like ice. Du Ze bowed his head. He could see through the transparent floor where there was a blue sky and white clouds below his feet... yes, it was a blue sky and white clouds.
It looked like he was stepping on the sky through a thin layer of ice. In the distance, the sunny sky gradually turned orange, changing from midday to twilight, until the night and day skies intersected at the horizon.
The sky above his head was dark, with thousands of sparkling stars. Two moons were hanging in the sky, one purple and one gold. In the distance, the sky was slowly changing from midnight to dawn until they intersected in the horizon. The four corners were empty. It’s hard to distinguish a direction. There was only one thing that could be used as landmark, a large light column that rose to the sky.
Ice crystal floor, an upside-down sky, two moons, and a beam of light...
Du Ze: Why does this scenery seem so familiar?
He should know this place, but he just couldn’t find it in his memories... It’s like when something was at the tip of his tongue and he could almost but not quite remember it.
Du Ze put that thought aside for now since he couldn’t remember why this scenery was familiar. Maybe later he will remember. Du Ze quietly looked at the endless empty space. Now he knows how the male lead in “Shadow World1” felt. The first sentence that popped into this head was: This was really a barren land, ah! Not even a single blade of grass or an ant could be seen!
Q: What does this mean?
A: If there is nothing, then what can he eat!
This was a very mundane problem. In order to not become the first person transported into another world who died because of hunger, Du Ze decided to start moving. Not having a real destination in mind, and since there were no landmarks except for the column of light, Du Ze headed in that direction. He just wanted to find a place where there were people. The language barrier was not that important, his priority right now was: Food ==+
Du Ze’s moral integrity was shattered.
As he walked, the sky turned from dark to light. This place had day and night skies, the two of them revolving around the sky. The starry night sky that was directly above Du Ze before had moved down to his feet while the blue sky was now above. Du Ze did not see any creatures along the way and the landscape was still silent.
Distressed, Du Ze looked at the headphones in his hand. When he was transported into this world he had not received any advance warning and the headphones’ battery only had enough power for half a day so now it has no energy at all.
Find a charger.
Find a charging station.
Find food.
Du Ze rubbed his empty stomach and looked at the column of light that was still far away. He suddenly remembered the old saying: it looks very close but it is far away.2
Either he would die of exhaustion or of starvation, there seemed to be no other choices.
The situation being what it was, Du Ze had no other choice. He reluctantly put his headphones into his pocket, gritted his teeth and continued to walk. However after walking from day to night, the four corners were still empty, the column of light was still far away, and the already bitter reader became even more bitter. However, perhaps due to excessive hunger, Du Ze no longer felt hunger pangs.
Walk then rest; walk then rest for a longer time; walk until exhaustion then lie on the crystal ground to sleep; wake up and continue to walk towards the pillar of light – he continued doing this for what seemed like forever. After repeating this routine for four to five days, Du Ze discovered something very unusual. A person who does not eat or drink can live up to five days. From the time when Du Ze crossed over, he had not eaten rice or drunk any water but he is still able to walk. Along the way, sometimes he felt hungry and thirsty but after some time the hunger and thirst eventually disappeared.
Is this the legendary golden finger? Looks like the great god is not very reliable, giving him a legendary cheat, but... don’t be so random, ah! The given skill should also have a name, ah! I’m begging you, please leave me a user guide!
Because the great god did not give him the user manual for the golden finger, the reader could only do his own research. Du Ze stopped for a while then began to explore his “skill.” Anyway, within half hour he will start to feel hungry. Considering his stomach problem, his golden finger should relate to physical strength.
The first experiment was strength. Looking at the empty space around him, the only thing available is the crystal ground below his feet. But he doesn’t know how hard it is, so even if he is able to break the crystal, he has no frame of reference.
Therefore, Du Ze was happy to pick his only companion: I choose you, Doujinshi!!3
cause
The doujinshi. Reading this book triggered Du Ze’s crossing over into another world.
Du Ze, holding the book with his two hands on each side, suddenly –
“Rip -”
“!!!”
The silent doujinshi laughed at the unlucky reader who was jumping up and down in pain while holding his fingers.
Ouch! The skin of his finger was torn, Q 口 Q !
This act ended with the reader’s resentment towards his book companion soaring.
For his speed, reaction, and other physical tests, Du Ze could only use two words to sum up the results: ha ha.
Once upon a time, there was a reader who was transported into another world. He had a golden finger. That cheat was not power or martial arts skills, but... to never feel hungry.
Your mother, what golden finger?! This is a golden monkey! Useless... _(:3」∠)_
Chapter 4.2 – Reader: meow ~
Du Ze put his hand below his head, these past few days he had been using it as a pillow. Now he could only sleep to nurture his broken heart.
In his dream, Du Ze went back to the 21st century and became a rich, tall, and handsome man. Du Ze met with the author and said to him: “I will give you a chance to become my little brother... hurry and rewrite ‘Mixed Blood!’ Our goal is to have a Moe Lord!” When he woke up, a great surprise was waiting for him. Du Ze stared at the object, calmly took off his glasses, wiped them clean, then put them on again.
His companion, lying intact in the floor, silently ridiculed the shocked reader.
Du Ze couldn’t believe his eyes. It’s just a normal copy of an 18+ book! How can a torn-up book be back to normal again?!
– Say it, what is your purpose in crossing over to this world?
Du Ze used his trembling finger to touch the book, wanting to check if there was anything special about it. He suddenly stopped moving and stared at his index finger. Yesterday the nail on this finger was cracked. Now it was shiny and smooth as though it had never been damaged.
Du Ze suddenly got an idea, isn’t it like a... restore?
Du Ze found enlightenment. The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was reasonable. His fellow companion, the book, and his resistance to hunger for several days, all of this was the result of the “restore” skill. Just like a computer restore function: the system will automatically restore back to the state on the appointed restore time. Based on his situation, he should already have used this “restore” skill many times. Otherwise, not too long ago he would have already been crying and calling out to his mother because of hunger.
Du Ze took his headphones from his pocket. The battery, which was at zero charge before, now had a little energy left. This proved that Du Ze’s theory was correct – it has restored itself.
Du Ze’s job now was to find out when the “restore” will happen.
He brutally tore the book apart once again and monitored it from early morning until night. The sky was constantly changing, the two moons slowly moving above his head. Now it was midnight.
Du Ze looked at the pages of the book scattered on the ground. He doesn’t know if it was because of his bad eyesight or because of fatigue but he saw the pages slowly attach themselves onto the book’s spine. When Du Ze looked at it again, a newly minted book appeared in front of him. Du Ze immediately took his headphones out. The battery had returned to its state when he crossed over to this world.
Du Ze did some more experiments. He not only used books but also used his glasses, hearing aid and even himself to experiment. The results were the same: right at midnight, he and his items will automatically be restored.
Du Ze was finally satisfied. Great! He now knew why his golden finger didn’t give him strength, his real skill was this! Even if he was missing arms and legs, he will still automatically “restore.” It’s equal to infinite resurrection. Du Ze didn’t dare to test if he was able to restore himself after death. Anyway, this was already enough for him. His spirits high, Du Ze began to feel that everything in front of him was great. No matter how far the giant column of light was, or the way the sudden breeze felt, it was all good.
Wait, wind?
The reader stood frozen, realizing that he has missed something.
This empty land has nothing but the wind could be caused by living creatures!1
Du Ze: ..... m(T-T)m
Walking towards the direction of the wind for about five days, Du Ze looked at the ruins not far away and almost burst into tears. This was the first thing he has seen since he arrived here. He didn’t think it over too much and just happily walked to the ruins.
As he approached, he realized that it was an abandoned temple. He couldn’t figure out why the temple was built in this barren land. The temple was severely weathered, the base of the rooftop was gone, and there were only a few high pillars with an incomplete mural. Du Ze looked around at the broken pillars, standing frozen. Right in front of him, a giant statue was standing in the center of the temple. Only two-thirds of its body was left, but it still had an air of majesty. Although the statue was fascinating, what attracted Du Ze’s attention was the person who was lying at the base of the statue.
That should not be called a person. It was a skeleton dressed in black robes, sitting under the shadow of the statue. It held a huge scythe on its arm. The skeleton’s head was hanging low, motionless. At first glance was like part of the statue behind it. There was a faintly visible death aura around its body.
Du Ze’s brain was quickly filled with the words “FML.” He stiffly turned his head to look at the column of light in the distance, finally knowing where the familiar feeling came from: crystal ice floor, upside down sky, two moons, column of white light, ruined statue, ruined black-robed skeleton, death scythe – is this not the Lost Land from “Mixed Blood” !? So, he was transported into the world of “Mixed Blood”? The skeleton in front of him ... isn’t he the main character?
Thinking about his experience, Du Ze felt that this couldn’t be right! He wanted to cry but the tears wouldn’t fall.
When Du Ze woke up from his daze, the skeleton seemed to be aware of his arrival. The faint soul light in his dark eye sockets burned. The skeleton raised his head. His eye sockets seemed to be pointed at Du Ze.
He looked over, he’s staring at me – !!!
Du Ze’s expression was blank. The plot of “Mixed Blood” suddenly appeared in his brain: the protagonist escaped into the Lost Land and at that time he was seriously injured and encountered...
Du Ze looked at the skeleton expressionlessly. He was extremely panicked. Almost reflexively he acted out the dialogue in “Mixed Blood”: “Meow ~”
Du Ze first meets Xiu.
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“-oof.”
Xiu fell heavily at the base of the statue, no longer moving.
This is the lost land. The moment he set foot on this land, he felt like he was entering another dimension. There were no longer people pursuing him and the surroundings were unusually empty. Xiu stomped on the transparent crystal ground. There was sky both above his head and below his feet. In the distance there was a very bright pillar of light. There was no military presence, but there was no way for him to heal. In a lonely place without the shadow of a living creature... He has been here for several days. It was not until today that he found an abandoned temple, and at the same time he reached his limit –
The rich Light elements slowly eroded his body. It is truly worthy of being called the Temple of Light’s most powerful weapon, causing him to be so seriously injured ...
This time, he will really die?
– He is very angry!
He has not yet made the world pay, how can he die?
The skeleton sat quietly in the dark, unmoving, like eternity. If anyone could see into his heart, they would definitely be devoured by his hate and despair.
– If anyone can fulfill his wish, he is willing to sell anything, even his soul.
Xiu sat there motionless for several days. The soul light in his eyes became more and more bleak and the death aura weakened until it was barely visible – it was a sign of the impending demise of the necromancer.
Sure enough ... he is being abandoned ...
No one came to save him, no one needed him.
He doesn’t want to die ...
At this moment, Xiu suddenly hear a very soft sound.
“Meow ~”
– excerpt from “Mixed Blood”
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The author has something to say:
Author: The spirit beast’s line has been stolen ...
Readers: It was a conditioned reflex! QAQ
The protagonist: ... very cute. (is ready to make trouble)