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Immortal Master System
墨書 Inktalez
"Use your skills! Quick! Unleash the big move! Heal! Heal now!" Zhang Xiaotian sat in front of the computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he excitedly pounded on it.
On the screen, countless figures flickered, and various dazzling skill effects intertwined. Amidst the myriad of lights, a massive, ferocious Heavenly Dragon could be faintly seen in the center!
Zhang Xiaotian had been playing this game for over two months, and today he finally leveled up and equipped himself to the max. Eagerly, he brought a team from his guild to take on the final boss!
Just as the boss had only a sliver of health left, Zhang Xiaotian nervously stared at the screen. As he casually took a sip from a cup beside him, the screen suddenly froze! The game characters crowded together, nearly overwhelming the boss, and Zhang Xiaotian's character was among them.
In the upper left corner of the screen, the boss's health remained stuck at that last sliver!
"Damn it!" Zhang Xiaotian choked on his drink, putting down the cup and shaking the mouse frantically.
However, the screen remained unresponsive, and the cursor was frozen. Anger surged within him! He had invested so much effort into defeating this boss! Countless hours grinding for gear and gems, leveling up tirelessly, and practicing life skills—all for this moment!
He never expected his computer to fail him at such a critical time!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He grabbed the mouse sitting beside him and slammed it against the computer screen!
"Bang!" "Zzzz~ Zzzz~" The computer began to spark, and the image on the screen twisted and shook violently, startling Zhang Xiaotian.
This shock snapped Zhang Xiaotian back to reality. Looking at his sparking computer, he slapped his forehead. "What have I done? Computer, oh computer! I didn't mean to! Boohoo! I saved up for two months to buy you!"
Zhang Xiaotian was on the verge of tears as he helplessly watched smoke billow and flames erupt from his computer.
"Right! Unplug it!" Yu Yao quickly reached for the power supply.
Just as Zhang Xiaotian turned to unplug it, the flickering image on the screen changed; the monster collapsed with a loud crash, and fireworks erupted.
However, Zhang Xiaotian would not see this scene. The moment his hand reached for the power supply, the computer exploded with a deafening bang!
The next day, A City News reported: Yesterday, an explosion occurred in a residential unit in Taoyuan Community on Futian Road. No bodies have been found inside; it is presumed that no one was home at the time. The explosion source was identified as a ** brand computer. This morning, ** Company announced a recall of computers with batch number ***!
"Ah! My head hurts!" Zhang Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes, clutching his head and groaning.
After a while, when the pain in his head subsided, Zhang Xiaotian was surprised to find that he was no longer in his own room! This was an antique-style room with only a few items, looking quite shabby.
By the window stood an old wooden desk, and beneath him was a wooden bed with a dusty canopy hanging above it. Zhang Xiaotian suspected it hadn't been washed in ages, and there were cobwebs at the foot of the bed.
Aside from that, there were two chairs in the corner of the room, one of which was missing a leg. How pitiful!
"Ah!" Zhang Xiaotian rubbed his throbbing temples. What on earth is this place?
Wait, let me sort out my thoughts. Sitting cross-legged on the creaky bed, he counted on his fingers and muttered to himself, "I... I was playing a game! The computer exploded! And then... then I must have died, right? Is this the legendary hell?"
Zhang Xiaotian looked around the room again. No way! The legendary Underworld doesn't look like this!
He pinched his cheek. "Ouch!" Zhang Xiaotian exclaimed and quickly rubbed it, murmuring, "I'm not dead?" Could it be that I fainted from the explosion? Then where am I?
Zhang Xiaotian got off the bed and discovered a pair of cloth shoes by the bedside!
In shock, he looked up from his feet and realized he was wearing an ancient robe!
What the heck?! Zhang Xiaotian tugged at his sleeve and rubbed his face. Damn it! Could it be that I've time-traveled?
Without time to think further, Zhang Xiaotian hurriedly got off the bed, opened the door, and looked outside.
The sun was shining brightly! Well, that's not the point. The point is that outside was a small courtyard with an old, cracked Wooden Man and some flowers and plants. There were even chickens and ducks—what's going on? A farmer's courtyard?
Seeing that Wooden Man he had only seen on TV, Zhang Xiaotian couldn't care less about figuring out where he was. He walked over with interest and mimicked what he had seen on TV, shouting "Hey-ha!" as he struck two poses, smiling with satisfaction.
"Waste! Why are you grinning like an idiot? Just those soft moves, and you dare to smile? A waste is indeed a waste! Hahaha!" A loud voice came from nearby.
Anyone would be unhappy being called a waste for no reason, and Zhang Xiaotian was no exception. Annoyed, he turned around and retorted, "Who are you calling a waste?"
"I'm calling you a waste! Hahaha! Waste! Waste!" A young man dressed in fine clothes with a folding fan in hand and shifty eyes replied from outside the courtyard.
"Oh? A waste is calling me?" Zhang Xiaotian clapped his hands and walked toward the young man with a smile, saying, "So it's a waste insulting me! Well said!"
The young man in the brocade paused for a moment, then realized that Zhang Xiaotian was insulting him as a useless person!
Furious, he shouted, "Ling Mo Xie! You worthless fool, how dare you insult me!" With that, he leaped over the low wall of the courtyard and approached Zhang Xiaotian.
"What’s wrong with insulting you? If I don’t insult you, who else has the time to do it? You really think you’re someone important!" Zhang Xiaotian retorted fearlessly, pointing at the young man.
Who’s afraid of whom? After all, I, Zhang Xiaotian, was once unbeatable in high school!
The young man in brocade sneered, "I see you haven’t learned your lesson yet! Hasn’t Brother Tianlong's mental attack taught you anything? Since your talent is garbage, just let us bully you! That’s your fate!"
Zhang Xiaotian was taken aback by the young man's words. What? Mental attack?
Before Zhang Xiaotian could react further, the young man swung his palm toward him!
Having fought countless local thugs during his high school days, Zhang Xiaotian had developed quick reflexes. Although his mind hadn’t caught up yet, his body reacted instinctively.
He dodged the young man's palm just in time and countered with a swift move. The young man winced in pain, his face turning green; he hadn’t expected this useless person to take advantage of his mistake!
The young man kicked Zhang Xiaotian hard, sending him crashing like he had been hit by a train. With a loud thud, he fell several meters away!
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