This is not an MMO game copy

This is not an MMO game copy by Mr Stardust

Introduction:

Introduction: Well, this is a story about a time traveler who has to enter various "dungeons" to adventure and fight monsters because of the system he carries with him from an MMO game. Occasionally, he has to deal with various monsters and demons that have entered the real world from the "dungeons" that he has never completed.

First copy: Preface

Xia Yan lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above him. It was a scene that felt both strange and familiar, and as he stared, it gradually became clearer in his memory.

However, after he determined which memory the ceiling above was in.

Xia Yan's first reaction was that he was an idiot for sleeping.

After all, the ceiling above, as he remembered, should be the ceiling above his upper bunk bed in his university dormitory.

Xia Yan turned his head and looked around before confirming that he was not hallucinating.

He traveled through time.

But he was not driven to another world by a truck.

If it were him now, he wouldn't be so confused, because unless his body traveled through time and space the moment he was hit by the truck, if his soul traveled through time and space, he would at least be in the womb. It would probably take a long time for him to awaken to his memories before traveling through time and space.

However, he did not go to the other world.

He did travel through time, but he traveled back to the past, back to his college days when he was brutally beaten before entering society.

Moreover, the world line has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It’s just that the world line didn’t deviate too much, and overall it was similar to what he remembered, except for some details that were wrong.

The details that went wrong were just that...some of the entertainment and leisure industries in my memory were completely different from the works.

To put it simply, those things classified as the ninth art category and related derivatives in Xia Yan's memory were replaced by another group of seemingly similar things in this world line after he traveled through time.

I remember that during my college years, MOBA games such as League of Legends and Dota were booming. They did not exist in this new world line, but there were new MOBA games to fill the gap.

In addition, the mobile games that are about to explode, whether it is "Pesticide" or the second-tier games that are about to take off, don't even mention whether they are online now. Even the few developers and companies in memory have become other existences in this new world line, and naturally even their shadows are gone.

Not only in China, but also in foreign countries, there are other 3A masterpieces and developers in this new world line, filling the position after the world line changes.

The situation is similar for other entertainment works, including online literature.

Well, it sounds like good news for time travelers who remember the changes in the world line, and can seamlessly embark on the road of plagiarism.

However, although he remembered the plot directions of many popular online novels, it was impossible for him to reproduce the contents of millions or even tens of millions of words exactly. Even if he remembered the general direction and key plots, his writing was a mess and unbearable to read.

Moreover, the changes in the world line did not erase those schools of writing. Similar schools still existed, and he could not reap the benefits of being a "founder" by plagiarizing.

As for making mobile games, he is not in the relevant profession or industry, does not have the corresponding network resources, and even has no idea how to attract investment.

Perhaps it is not too late to work in this direction now and enter the industry after graduation to take advantage of the rise of mobile games.

But what really made Xia Yan confused was not the above mentioned, but he found that as long as he focused his attention a little bit...

......Two poles will appear in front of his eyes.

[——Green strip——]

[——Blue strip——]

These are two poles, one green and one blue, aligned vertically.

There is no doubt that this should be the golden finger or plug-in after time travel.

Judging from his experience of reading various online novels, Xia Yan was certain that the green bar represented the health bar, while the blue bar below represented the blue bar or some kind of 'resource'.

There are already many examples of similar plots in online novels, so Xia Yan would not be completely at a loss about this.

The problem was that the style of these two poles looked familiar to him.

Then, as Xia Yan's thoughts spread out, several arranged frames appeared on his retina, and each frame was filled with a different pattern symbol.

This is what really made him confused.

Because he had already roughly guessed where the green and blue bars, as well as the pattern symbols within each frame, came from.

This was the interface of a game he had played before he traveled through time. It was a Xianxia-themed MMO PC game made by a crappy company that was not much better than Tencent or Zhuchang, and it was clearly designed to exploit nostalgic feelings.

Well, before he traveled through time, he was one of the many leeks who fell into the trap because of sentimentality.

But now, Xia Yan didn't know whether to thank a certain crappy company that was no better than Tencent and Pig Farm for developing that Xianxia-themed MMO PC game that exploited people's nostalgia, or to be grateful to himself for falling into the trap and becoming a leek.

The premise is that based on his countless experiences reading literature, especially his understanding of early online literature, such as: game worlds, urban superpowers, fantasy cultivation, and other themes, if his final bold guess is correct...

...Well, considering that I inexplicably traveled back to my college days as soon as I opened my eyes and closed them, and even turned into another world line, the possibility of my guess being correct is not small.

In short, I took out the mobile phone that had been discarded for a long time in my memory, and called relatives and family members one by one. While chatting about daily life, I also indirectly confirmed that there were only the ninth art works and derivatives from home and abroad. Because the world line changed, a new batch was replaced. Otherwise, everything was similar to my impression of college days.

Then, he made a few phone calls to the other brothers and sons in the dormitory who went out to have fun in groups on weekends. Finally, he confirmed that he was not delusional due to sleep delusion, but had really traveled back to his college days and encountered the Steins;Gate incident where the world line change rate exceeded 1%.

Xia Yan hung up the phone with his brother and adopted sons.

As for why the other guys in the dormitory are either brothers or sons?

Xia Yan jumped down from the upper bunk and glanced at the bowls on the bedside bookshelf. He remembered that the reason why he was called "Big Brother" or "Godfather" by the dozen or so people in his own dormitory and the dormitories next door was that when he was about to go to the cafeteria or the canteen, these people who were reluctant to move away from their computers after returning to the dormitory would often beg him to help pack his meals.

Over time, he became the big brother or godfather to the dozen or so people in the surrounding dormitories...

But Xia Yan immediately stopped this meaningless emotion and nostalgia.

Then, he walked out of the dormitory and closed the door, then went downstairs and left the men's dormitory, and walked out of the school gate following his memory which became clearer bit by bit.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Yan took a taxi to the suburbs of his city. After driving around for several hours, he found a relatively remote and spacious open space.

Then, he took a deep breath and focused his attention on the interface that, if nothing unexpected happened, should be visible only to him.

Two bars aligned vertically... filled with frames of different shapes...

After watching it carefully for a while, Xia Yan found that the interface he could see was quite different from the Xianxia-themed MMO PC game that he remembered as a scam. For example, there were fewer function tags that served the gameplay.

Although he saw the character attribute bar and skill list after concentrating his attention and diverging his thoughts, it did not display anything too complicated.

Even a certain scammy thing that is not much better than Tencent and Zhuchang, in order to better cheat money and kill time, it tinkered with the crappy gameplay content in the name of game playability, and all of it has disappeared.

Even some other more serious attributes were not available on the interface that Xia Yan could see.

Therefore, after standing there like a fool for a long time, he gradually figured out something.

Then, Xia Yan turned his gaze to a skill icon and focused all his attention on it.

After a moment, he suddenly felt his head go blank, as if some knowledge had flowed into his memory out of thin air, allowing him to absorb and understand it without any hindrance. At the same time, a warm current surged in his body and flowed quickly through his limbs, as if deeply engraving some instinct into his body.

Then, Xia Yan followed his instinct, jogged forward a few steps, tiptoed, and immediately jumped up more than three meters high.

Once in mid-air, he stomped his feet again, and the whole person shot up several meters out of thin air.

Then, Xia Yan took a second step in the air and turned 180 degrees in the air several meters high, as if he was stepping on Newton's urn to gain momentum. In a way that would make a certain tile-throwing man angry to death, he continued to climb up a few meters.

At the same time, some visible air flow trajectory surrounded his body, and he flew forward.

Finally, after flying forward for hundreds of meters in the air more than ten meters high, Xia Yan slowly 'glided' back to the ground.

“Hu, hu, hu, hu, hu…”

Then, he stood there gasping for breath, his heart pounding, his face flushed, and his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

"...Qinggong, the Qinggong in the game, this, this, this is real..."

Thinking back to how he had just naturally displayed his lightness skills and soared into the air more than ten meters high, like a flying bird, leaping forward for hundreds of meters, and the clear feeling of the air current brushing his face, Xia Yan felt a sense of unreality as if he were in a dream, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap himself hard on the right cheek.

Immediately afterwards, feeling a burning pain on his right cheek, he excitedly and happily raised his left hand and slapped himself hard on the left cheek.

"...Really, really, this is all true, I, I, I——"

After mumbling a few incoherent words, Xia Yan focused his attention on the interface in front of him. In the skill list he could see, the skill icon that symbolized "Sword Flying" suddenly blurted out something as if possessed by a ghost.

"——Master Dao, I have become one."

But before saying this line about traveling through time, after hearing the famous meme from the online article, Xia Yan suddenly felt embarrassed. His face was burning, and he didn't know how much of it was from the pain of slapping himself twice in the face, and how much was from the embarrassment of his sudden middle school syndrome.

Don't talk about the nonsense that you have experienced being beaten by society but you are not so sophisticated that you can't keep calm. When real extraordinary powers really appear in yourself and are no longer just a fantasy in the middle school days, for an ordinary person who was just an ordinary person in the recent memory, it is nonsense to be able to keep calm.

What's more, compared to the previous light skill, the skill icon symbolizing 'flying with a sword' was the direct reason that really made Xia Yan excited.

In his excitement, Xia Yan even felt as if the classic music from The Legend of Sword and Fairy III was ringing in his ears.

"Love hasn't arrived yet, but the world has suddenly changed. All those who are loyal and righteous will come back..."

Flying on a sword, entering and exiting the sky... one day, it will no longer just exist in beautiful fantasies, but can really be done.

What bullshit! Standing on a flying sword is not as good as holding a sword and turning into a rainbow. If you can suddenly fly in and out of the blue sky with a sword, ask yourself whether it is exciting or not, and whether you think it is cool or not~!

Therefore, Xia Yan simply ignored the fact that he had once complained on the Internet about how unsophisticated he was when he rode a flying sword, and that it was better to hold a sword and transform into a rainbow, which made him look more ethereal. He focused his attention on the icon that symbolized the 'flying sword' skill, and was immediately attracted by it.

Just like the Qinggong just now, after he focused his attention on the skill icon, his head felt confused again, and then the knowledge related to "Sword Flying" flooded into his memory, and he quickly absorbed and understood it.

At the same time, he once again felt a new warm current surging in his body, flowing through his limbs and bones, and allowing his body to "remember" the instinct of how to use the sword to fly.

Perhaps because of the difference between Qinggong and flying with a sword, Xia Yan took much longer than before to absorb and understand the knowledge related to "flying with a sword", and his body also took more time to adapt to the instinct of flying with a sword.

Then, after receiving the relevant knowledge and instincts of flying with a sword, Xia Yan couldn't wait to make a sword gesture, relying on the instinct that his body had remembered to circulate the much stronger warm current in his body, and subconsciously shouted.

"Here comes the sword."

"..."

"..."

"..."

After a while, Xia Yan's face flushed red. He tried a few more times in bewilderment, but no matter how he used his flying sword, he couldn't summon a flying sword like in the game to let him leap up...

and many more.

The corner of Xia Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

Finally realized the key reason why 'Sword Flying' did not take effect or respond.

"Where's my fucking flying sword?!"

On the game interface that he could see, two bars, one green and one blue, could be displayed, as well as the skill icons in the game.

But there is nothing else.

Equipment slots, inventory slots, and so on, all don't exist.

As for the equipment, weapons, magic weapons, mounts, and fashions on the game account... there is none of them.

"I don't have a flying sword!?"

......

......

What does it feel like to experience great joy followed by great sorrow?

A: Terrible.

And this is how Xia Yan feels now.

After fiddling with it over and over again with different methods, he finally had to accept the fact that there was nothing in this 'game interface' except two resource bars and a bunch of skill icons.

In other words, he only obtained the panel and skills of the game character in the fairy-themed MMO PC game, and was left alone.

He invested time, energy and money in the game, but the virtual properties such as game props, costumes, mounts, etc. that he obtained were not inherited with the time travel. Even the inherited game panel was severely incomplete, and most of the functions in the game were missing.

"Could this be a system from Maoke..."

Xia Yan muttered to himself, but after calming down, he found that he was not actually that depressed or unwilling.

After all, when this system allows him to obtain the panel and skills of the game character and possess real extraordinary powers in reality.

The rest doesn't seem that important.

Then, Xia Yan cast his gaze on the remaining skill icons one by one. As long as he focused his attention on a corresponding icon, the corresponding knowledge and instincts would flow into his memory and instinct out of thin air.

This feeling was very wonderful, as if he had really become the game character he had created in the fairy-themed MMO game before he traveled through time.

The skills in the game, whether active or passive, are no longer data or codes, but have been transformed into real sword techniques and spells.

Moreover, as he absorbed and understood the sword techniques and spells corresponding to each skill icon one by one, he could also feel the warm current in his body becoming more and more full and vigorous.

When it was already dusk, Xia Yan stood still for several hours in a remote and spacious open space in the suburbs. Finally, he absorbed and understood the relevant knowledge and instincts corresponding to the last skill icon on the 'game interface' in front of him.