Upgrade Specialist in Another World

"Happiest Passover Ever", the hottest virtual reality online game in 2XXX AD, don't look at the name get a little vulgar, but it took over almost all of the gaming market as soon as it appeared, the top technology, created this people's “second life” stage.

In the game, in a shady cave, a player takes a skill book and laughs heavenly.

“I'm on your lungs! Equipment Enhancement! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Developed... Developed! ”

After laughing for five or six minutes, he was about to lose his temper. This man stopped, still trembling all over his body. He stared greedily at the skill book in his hand, prepared to use it immediately, and learned the skills that would make him fly.

What's going on? ”But at this moment, the surrounding scenery suddenly began to twist like TV signals were insufficient," did the power go out? No, even if the power goes out, there's a backup power supply. Is there a problem with the game system? ”

This man is considering whether to quit the game for a while, but the scenery around him seems to have finally become unbearable, and it actually breaks apart! Yes, it is broken, just like the mirror was broken, shattered into pieces, and then shattered until the light point, disappeared!!

The man was stunned by this sudden change for a long time, and after returning to God, he discovered that he was falling!

There was chaos around him, and all kinds of colored light was all around him, a clear sense of falling reminding him that he was slowly falling.

This unknown situation frightened him for a moment, and he kept yelling at the game controller on his left wrist: "Quit the game! Exit game! Force exit! Fuck your lungs! Why can't I quit the game?! ”

Finally, he abandoned the call to quit and began to gauge the area in a frightened manner, but the eyes were filled with all kinds of colors, and he couldn't see a single one.

“Where the hell are you going? I'm just in a virtual game. Where would I fall like this?” Suddenly, this man is a spiritual, tiger tremor, "... am I going to cross?! My body is still in the game compartment, my soul wears it?! ”

Seems to be in response to his speculation that beneath this color space, gradually becomes the color of gray chaos, hidden, even through the gray mist, and sees a blurry scene flashing beneath, like a street, with pedestrians walking on it.

“Fuck you! Are we really going through this?” After a moment of inactivity, I finally laughed again, "Wow haha... I'm going through it! I am unfairly familiar with history books, research science, research through history (all kinds of crossing novels)... my brother and I know astronomy, geography, papermaking, smelting, architecture and other crossing skills are all excellent... wow! Beautiful! I'm coming...”

“What's going on? Hello... no?! ”

The delightful laughter stopped and turned into a frightening scream, because he found that the closer he got to the gray fog below, he seemed to feel more and more uncomfortable, there was a feeling of “suffocation”, and there were many more pieces, like cracks, swimming around.

When a crack rubbed over his shoulder, his shoulder was suddenly missing a piece!

Just like being wiped off by a rubber, the middle part disappears directly, and a little “shoulder” detaches from the body and turns into a dark mist.

What makes him even more desperate is that there are more and more cracks around him, like a bunch of piranhas, eating his body... or his soul!

The joy of “crossing” is replaced by the fear of death.

“You don't take people like that, do you? Hello...”

A crack crossed and his entire right leg detached into a dark mist.

“What's going on? The book doesn't say this happens when you cross...”

The right arm was truncated from the center, and the right hand, the "Equipment Enhancement Technique" that was still holding tight, floated in space.

Closer and closer to the “world” below, there are more and more fractures, and there is also a more transparent gas mass, those pieces of soul torn apart by the fracture, wrapped in the gas mass, slowly disappear...

“Are you kidding?! I'm a crosser! I am the Lord...”

The unfinished lines dissipated into chaos, leaving only fragments of souls of different sizes of clusters, little by little obliterated by transparent gas...

However, now at the bottom edge of the grey fog, a skill book, wrapped in a bunch of soul fragments, penetrated the grey fog and rushed into the world below!

A transparent gas group followed along...

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It's not that easy to cross! Every landscape world has its own landscape laws, and all objects that do not belong to this world are considered viruses, cleared by landscape laws!

This player who doesn't even have a name is not the protagonist, naturally, this tragic dragon's soul fails, the soul is broken, most of it is cleared, it can't die anymore - is it not the most tragic crosser in history?

However, that part of the soul fragment that escaped, as well as a game skill book, does not belong to the rules of this position, and what kind of wind wave will it bring to this position world?