Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Gu Qingshan never thought that Barry Legging was such a person.

Such a person… I'm afraid he doesn't even know what he's going to do.

It's harder for the others to guess his behavior.

Gu Qingshan felt some difficulty.

“Thank you for sharing.” He turned to the old man.

“It's nothing, just a little gossip.” The old man laughed.

“Then I'll rest. ”

“Well, I'll call you when I get there. ”

“Okay, thanks. ”

The two of you said goodbye.

Gu Qingshan entered his room and closed the door.

Too much has happened lately, and it's something beyond expectation, and he needs a quiet environment to sort it out slowly.

He looked around.

There's nothing in the whole room.

Don't say a light in a confined space, not even the most basic table and chair.

This is an empty house.

Gu Qingshan stopped.

Organisations such as the Guardian of the Tower are said not to offer rooms in such poor conditions.

I was thinking, but I saw a candle lit from the darkness.

The candle was suspended in the middle of the sky and floated in front of Gu Qingshan.

A gentle female voice rang in the room.

“Welcome, distinguished guest. ”

“Your race is: race. ”

“The most relaxing environment is being extracted according to the Source Remembrance Law. ”

The sound disappeared.

One, two, three.

Female voices reappear.

“Here's what you'll find most comfortable:”

“One: Rainbow Bar;”

“Second: the first room on the east side of the second floor of a mountain villa on the outskirts of the Federation;"

“Third: Hundred Flowers Orchids;”

“Fourthly: Room 2203, 22nd floor, Fifth Neighborhood Relief Building, Free Federal Slum. ”

“Ask the Guest to choose the environment they want to make this trip comfortable. ”

Gu Qingshan stood there and thought for a while.

“Fifth block.” He tried to say.

“Ok, the environment is confirmed, this trip and its amenities are provided by the Guardians of the High Tower Association, wish you a pleasant trip. ”

The female voice went silent.

The candles also went out.

The darkness was restored in the room.

But something seems to have changed quietly.

Gu Qingshan releases his mind again and observes the whole room.

Yeah, the room's changed.

This is a long, forceful bar studio.

The whole room has no living room bedroom kitchen, barely one bed and cabinet, everything else has to be stacked aside.

Not even the bathroom.

A chandelier hangs alone on the ceiling and a broken tube is full of dust.

This kind of living environment, in federal slums, is also inferior.

Gu Qingshan looked at his room.

He stood still for a while, like he was remembering something.

The room was silent and seemed to wait silently for him.

Gu Qingshan did not sigh until there was a faint light in the room.

He came to the window and looked out.

The neighborhood is full of black-pressed skyscrapers with sporadic lights upstairs.

This is a slum.

Electricity is a precious thing, where people are used to saving electricity.

The line of sight goes far.

Far away, the capital's commercial and administrative districts are lit.

Gu Qingshan stayed for another moment.

Some long-lasting memories emerge from my mind.

The images of childhood and adolescence, a scene emerged.

I grew up alone.

The word, in some people's mouths, is just a beautiful word to mark personality and decorate the door.

For Gu Qingshan, these four words represent an incredibly real sense of bitterness and loneliness.

He's an orphan.

It's all up to you.

Gu Qingshan turned around and walked to the end of the bed.

Touch it and a bottle of bad wine appears in his hand.

Still in a familiar place.

This is the worst distilled liquor, a bottle of just 5 points of credit, and is the favorite of the poor.

The glass bottle is filled with clear liquid, and the wrapping paper outside the bottle has been worn somewhat by the rubbing and the words on it have become blurred.

This bottle, he's been hiding for half a year, ready to open it on his birthday.

Even these little details fit perfectly into one's memory, and the power of the Guardian of the High Tower is like magic.

No wonder the Divine descendant was nervous because the boat was not well paid.

Gu Qingshan opened the wine without thinking.

Raise the bottle and pour it over your head.

Fierce.

Bitter.

A sensation of brutality rises and wanders in the chest.

Although it is an inferior quality wine, it is still full of long-standing memories, giving Gu Qingshan a feeling of prolonged disobedience.

Thinking about the past, Gu Qingshan couldn't help shaking his head.

He drinks half a bottle of wine one at a time.

In a moment, Gu Qingshan walked to the side of the bed and lifted another cover.

Charcoal, a long barbecue iron oven, a piece of barbed wire to string meat, and all kinds of seasonings are neatly sized.

This is the guy Gu Qingshan used to earn tuition.

He is quite talented in cooking and mixing wine.

Or he has a great instinct in the creation of flavors.

When he was a teenager, the Liberal Confederation's cuisine matrix included his Beef Rib BBQ ingredients with a secret recipe.

This is the highest food rating system in the Federation.

To that end, the Goddess of Justice had awarded him two merit points.

That year, Gu Qingshan was only 15 years old.

At this age, people my age still have all kinds of daydreams.

Gu Qingshan can go out to the black stall and have a unique side in the food and beverage field.

If he hadn't been too obsessed with mechanics and dreamed of going to college, he would have become a top chef.

Gu Qingshan lit a charcoal fire and swing the barbecue utensils.

He patted the storage bag again, took out some meat and vegetables, handled them carefully, and stringed them on a wire string.

After a few minutes, Gujia BBQ stall opened again.

In the past, the constant customer disappeared.

This time, both the owner and the Guest were alone.

Wait...

A beautiful Qian shadow wandered in the void and quietly landed on Gu Qingshan's side.

Mountain girl.

“Isn't that Kenshin? How can you cook? ”

The mountain girl looked at the action of Gu Qingshan and asked unexpectedly.

“Swordsmanship is the method of killing enemies, and cooking is the means of livelihood.” Gu Qingshan Road.

He brushes the sauce as carefully as he used to, putting the seasoning on, counting the time to flip the skewers.

These ingredients come from the resource-rich training world, with spiritual energy, and have been carefully handled by Qin Xiaolou, which is a first-class delicacy.

After Gu Qingshan's baking, the first meat has quickly developed a tempting aroma.

Gu Qingshan picked it up and handed it to the mountain girl.

“Try my craft. ”

“Mmm.”

The shadow of the Mountain Girl went from illusion to reality.

She changed from a sword spirit to a human woman.

After several simultaneous transformations into adults, the mountain girl has fully mastered the mystery of becoming human.

She took the barbecue and put it in front of her nose and sniffed it before she started eating it.

“Smells good. ”

The mountain lady was sentimental.

The hillbilly eats meat skewers and curiously measures the room.

“Son, is this where you used to live? ”

“Yes.”

“Simple.” Mountain Girl said.

“Sometimes I can't even eat when I live here. ”

“Is that what happens when a dude is a dick?” The mountain girl asked with a smile.

At this time, Gu Qingshan baked a series of lumbar flowers.

He started to try it.

Incense!

- Still this smell.

Gu Qingshan's smile gradually appeared.

He picked up the bottle and sipped it.

Wine and barbecue are a timeless match.

The next time, Gu Qingshan forgot everything and immersed himself in the process of cooking the grill.

Finally, he washed his hands and made another soup and shared it with the hillbilly.

“The soup tastes good too.” The mountain girl drank and looked at Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan said somehow: “What's wrong? ”

“If one day we don't have to fight anymore, will the boy open a restaurant? ”

“Why not fight?” Gu Qingshan asked with a smile.

“If the end of the holocaust is all over, there is no need to fight. ”

“Wrong. ”

“What's wrong? ”

“I'm always trying to be strong and never stop for anything. ”

“But if the demons all disappear and prepare for battle like this, it makes no sense.” The mountain girl doesn't understand.

“Mountain Girl, think about those people in the sky. ”

The Mountain Girl recalled, her heart palpitated: “I was indeed wrong. It turns out that people's hearts are worse than demons. ”

Her beautiful face was covered with sadness.

Gu Qingshan glanced at her, laughing: “You don't have to be overly pessimistic. People can be very bad when they are heartbroken, but they can also be good when they are good. ”

“Like what? ”

“At the last minute, the dead chose to consume their merits and guard the interpersonal world. ”

The mountain girl nodded and fell into contemplation for a moment.

After a while, her eyebrows began to soften.

Gu Qingshan took the soup bowl in his hand and slowly drank it.

Enjoying such a wonderful dinner, his ever tight mind finally relaxed a little.

The knocking trick led to some water, washed all the utensils clean, packed again according to the previous placement order, and washed himself a hand. Gu Qingshan sat down in bed.

He thought about the recent events as he adjusted his mind.

I thought I could go back to practicing after dealing with the world in the sky.

Who knew all of a sudden there were so many accidents.

The hyperdimensional world…

It seems necessary to recapitulate one's perception of the world.

Gu Qingshan pondered the short interest period.

And then he fell asleep.

The hillbilly listened to his long breath, quietly detailing his sleeping appearance.

She turned into a long sword suspended in the center of the room.

She guarded Gu Qingshan.