The Davao Republic is located on the edge of the Great Civilization Circle, with thirteen administrative planets and hundreds of resource planets. It was just promoted to an intermediate civilization ten years ago and is also a powerful country in the Omi Galaxy.

Wall is the capital star of the Davao Republic, and something unusual happened in the city of Mingzhou, the second largest city in Wall.

One night, a residential area in Mingzhou City suddenly had a power outage. Although the power supply was restored in an hour, the property company also paid huge compensation and almost went bankrupt.

In one of the two-story houses in the residential area, a 17 or 18-year-old boy was lying in his room without knowing the human affairs.

The boy's name is Zhong Yun, who is receiving primary education. His parents are both white-collar workers working in large companies and belong to the middle class with houses and cars.

That night, Zhong Yun was playing the most popular game in China, "Space Battle". Because tomorrow is a day off, he originally planned to have fun all night.

In the game, he was fighting with the enemy cauldron with his "Qiyun". At the critical moment, his eyes suddenly became dark and he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, "Zhong Yun" was no longer the original Zhong Yun.

"Zhong Yun" moaned, opened his eyes and glanced around. He felt his head as if it was about to explode, and he was so painful that he pounded the floor with his fists.

Countless information surged from his head, making him feel in pain.

"who I am?"

"I am Zhong Yun?"

"No, I'm not Zhong Yun."

"Who am I?"

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Just as countless messy thoughts flashed through his mind, the door was knocked open with a slam. A woman rushed up anxiously. Seeing Zhong Yun lying on the ground, she cried out in a sad voice, "Xiao Yun."

He threw himself to Zhong Yun and hugged him in his arms, "Xiao Yun, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom..." Halfway through his words, he was crying.

Feeling being hugged, Zhong Yun opened his eyes and saw a very familiar face, but the face was covered with tears, showing his master's endless worries and heartache.

A warm current rose in Zhong Yun's heart and he couldn't help but say, "Mom, my head hurts so much."

A powerful hand touched Zhong Yun's head. When Zhong Yun raised his head slightly, he saw a majestic face with a national character. At this moment, his brows were frowning, revealing a deep worry.

"Xiaoyun, it's okay. I've called the hospital and the doctor will arrive soon."

The father's voice had a kind of reassuring magic. Zhong Yun nodded weakly, lay in his mother's arms, closed his eyes, and his head seemed to hurt less.

After a while, the ambulance arrived and carried Zhong Yun into the car and drove to the hospital.

Outside the emergency room, Zhong Pingjiang and Yunrong were anxiously waiting. Zhong Yun was their only son. If something happened to him, they would not know what to do.

Yunrong walked around the aisle in a restless manner, looking at the door of the emergency room from time to time, and the high heels under her feet knocked the white floor "bumped".

Zhong Pingjiang sat straight in the chair next to him, his face as deep as water, but the blue veins on the back of his hands appeared, revealing his inner tension.

Half an hour later, the red light above the emergency room went out, the door opened, and a group of white coats rushed out, and Zhong Yun and the others met the doctor walking in the front.

"Doctor Han, how is my son doing?" Yun Rong asked anxiously.

Dr. Han took off his mask and smiled, "Madam Zhong, your son is not seriously injured. He is just overusing his brain and just rest for a few days."

Both Zhong Yun and his wife were relieved, "It's fine, please trouble you, Dr. Han."

"No trouble, I'm just a matter of duty." Dr. Han told them to ask Zhong Yun to have a good rest and left.

The next day, Zhong Pingjiang and his wife took their son home. Zhong Yun was not only a little mentally depressed, but nothing was wrong. When he returned home, Zhong Yun went back to the room directly.

When Zhong Pingjiang and his wife saw that he was fine, they looked at the time and went to work again. There was a smart butler at home watching, and they were very relieved. Last night, the smart butler notified them immediately after Zhong Yun's accident so that they could arrive in time.

In the room, Zhong Yun was lying on the bed, looking around at the familiar and unfamiliar room, feeling confused.

He is no longer the original Zhong Yun, he is an ordinary nineteen-year-old boy from Earth who has just been admitted to university.

He clearly remembered that he came out of an Internet cafe last night and was on his bicycle on his way home. Why did he run to this haunted Davao Republic in the blink of an eye and become a haunted third-year student in the junior high school?

Could it be time travel? When he thought of this possibility, his heart was beating wildly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. This was definitely not a dream, nor an illusion. Then only time travel could explain all this.

He pinched his arm, felt the pain coming from his arm, and said, "Damn it, I have also traveled through time."

Get up from the bed and walk to a large mirror on the wall. A thin boy appeared inside the mirror.

Fortunately, he is also a yellow person, and Zhong Yun is very satisfied. Although he is not handsome, his facial features are at least correct and he has not been turned into a bad person.

From now on, I am Zhong Yun, and Zhong Yun is me. He made a declaration.

After being excited, he remembered a very realistic question: How should he survive in this highly developed country?

It’s quite depressing to think about it. I also travel through time. Others either go to the magic world or return to ancient times. Even if they are illiterate, they can be filled with poets and scientists.

In this era when spacecraft can even jump in space, he is a college student and his knowledge may not be as good as that of the primary school students here, so he can't get along.

The guy who was possessed by him was neither the young master of the big chaebol nor the genius with earth-shaking qualifications. He was an ordinary and very mediocre student with no uselessness who hovered on the passing line.

After thinking about it, the best outcome in the future is to join an ordinary company with the help of his parents and become an ordinary white-collar worker. He also has to worry about being fired.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed he became. In the end, he simply stopped thinking about it. The ship was naturally straight when it reached the bridge. Let's talk about what happened in the future. In the end, I will be a professional player.

Thinking of professional players, Zhong Yun remembered something very important. He hurriedly lay on the bed and shouted, "Xiao Qi."

"Xiaoyun, you're back." A sweet voice sounded, and then the scenery in the room changed into a spacious hall with many doors on the walls.

He inherited Zhong Yun's memory before and knew that this was a very advanced virtual technology. He looked around excitedly and felt extremely surprised at the reality of this. He could not realize that it was virtual.

A little elf as big as a palm and half flew in front of him, "Xiaoyun, your spirit has not yet recovered, so you can't play games."

This is his smart assistant and the housekeeper of his virtual space. It was made by Zhong Yun based on the appearance of his dream lover, and his name is Xiaoqi.

"I know." Zhong Yun was a little disappointed. He was about to see the virtual game he had always dreamed of. However, he was underage and could not activate all permissions. In this case, he could not violate Xiaoqi's restrictions.

However, even if he can't play games, there are other entertainments. He was about to go to a movie and experience the feeling of being in the real scene.

Suddenly, Zhong Yun stopped because he found that there was an extra door next to the cinema door, "Xiaoqi, when did I add another connection?"

Xiaoqi said, "According to the record, the connection was added at 11:13 yesterday, which is before the power outage."

At that time, I was playing the 'Space Battle'. Could it be a virus? Zhong Yun thought for a while, "Xiaoqi, scan it, is it a virus?"

Xiaoqi's body, which was parked in the air, flashed for a moment, "Unrecognized."

Damn it, it’s not really a virus, right? This latest set of Phantom 5,000 is a 17th birthday gift my mother bought for me. Don’t let this damn virus be ruined.

"Xiaoqi, delete it." Zhong Yun didn't want to take this risk, so he would delete it before talking about it.

A column of data flashed in Xiaoqi's eyes, and suddenly, its body trembled and a red light began to appear on its body.

Zhong Yun was angry and anxious. He knew that this was a sign of the virus invasion.

The red light on Xiaoqi's body became more and more powerful, and finally her whole body turned red.

"Xiaoqi, are you okay, Xiaoqi..."

Zhong Yun was anxious, but there was no way to do it. Both him and Zhong Yun were both senior Dianbai.

Two minutes later, Xiaoqi's body was bright red, which made Zhong Yun unable to open his eyes. When he looked again, Xiaoqi's red light had dissipated and returned to its original state, but it was a little different from the original state.

Zhong Yun shouted nervously, "Xiaoqi..."

"Please call me ZERO." What came out of Xiaoqi's mouth was no longer a sweet female voice, but a cold and mechanical voice.

Zhong Yun swallowed his saliva and asked, "How is it like Xiaoqi?"

"She has been temporarily closed, and now I will replace her." ZERO said, flew to the door of the "virus", opened it, and "Come here."

Zhong Yun's eyes rolled and he took a few steps back, "Well, I'm tired, I want to take a rest, you can send me out."

Xiaoqi: "Your body fatigue is 10%, and you are in good condition. Come here."

Xiaoqi's empty eyes made Zhong Yun feel a little scared, and she swallowed again, "What are you doing there?"

"Your physical fitness level is too low and you must train."
Chapter completed!