There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

Vol. 0 Vol. 9 May the world treat you kindly

Chapter 1: Big Trees and Leaves

In the morning, Bei Yuankong opened his eyes numbly. He saw the familiar ceiling, the familiar bedroom, and the familiar ray of sunlight through the gap in the curtains. The morning sun was bright, but it always felt like it lacked a bit of color.

What day is it already?

After restarting the entire world, I chose to leave. Then my mind gradually became blurred until I completely lost consciousness.

But when I woke up again, I found myself lying in bed.

Completely cut off from the game space, I can't return to the Emerald Dream, and I can't communicate with the observer. This time I don't need to count the days on my fingers and wait for the next mission to come.

Ah, I remember, yesterday was the seventh day since I returned, and now it has been a week. I really don't need to continue fighting, I have returned to the life of an ordinary person.

Thinking about it now, there is still a sense of unreality. If it weren't for the space ring on my finger that could still be used, if it weren't for the surge of energy in my body, if it weren't for the fact that I was constantly feeling the fact that I had become a "god", perhaps this really was just a dream.

“Is this what it feels like to become a god?” Beiyuan Kong stretched out his hand, staring blankly at the back of his hand. “It feels so sudden, like someone suddenly stuffed a lot of knowledge into me…”

As long as you think, your thinking can be expanded countless times. Lingyin has already gotten up. She just came out of the bathroom and brushed her teeth in the washroom. The neighbor lady was making breakfast, and a man in a vest doing morning exercises on the street ran by breathlessly.

The students on duty had already left the house, and they walked by quickly with bread in their mouths. The study tasks had become intense in the past few days. There was still a week before the exam, and then there would be three days of training before the summer vacation, and then 40 days of summer vacation...

A trace of energy surged in the palm of his hand, and the scarlet energy transformed into various shapes, and finally materialized and began to take shape. Bones, veins, organs, blood... In the end, this ball of energy turned into a pocket-sized little man.

Bei Yuankong's eyes flickered, and he injected vitality into it, and then the little man came to life.

It stood up in Beiyuan Kong's palm like a baby, looking around... After its lifeless pupils looked at Beiyuan Kong, its small body suddenly froze, and its eyes seemed to light up in an instant.

But in the next second, the big hands closed instantly, the sound of bones breaking reached the eardrums, and bright red blood flowed out from the fingertips.

The newly born life existed for less than ten seconds before being taken back by its creator.

"Can I create the world? I'm not at that level yet. How does it feel? It's like a sandbox game from a God's perspective, and I use my own life force to create a 'game character'."

Beiyuan Kong opened his hand, staring at the twisted corpse in his palm and the hideous and warm blood. Flames rose up, blood, and corpses began to burn, and after a few seconds everything disappeared as if nothing had happened.

Thinking can be extended far, this is how Xueno felt when she was the Lich King. You can even switch your vision to anyone, including Lingyin who is making breakfast, or a stranger far away.

However, there is an invisible barrier blocking him. Is it the 'ethnic information database' that Aso kid guessed?

Moreover, even if he already possessed the power to create the world, he still could not save them, and still could not escape the control of the observer's program.

What happened to Him? After forcibly saving himself, did He also complete His mission? It shouldn't exist. Shouldn't He take back his power and erase his memory?

Or is it that He is also incapable of doing those things? But now He has the power to destroy the world. Isn't He worried that He will destroy the world?

The Observer is the Big Daddy after all. Maybe if I just show a little intention, He will reappear. Do you want to give it a try?

"But what is the limit? Even for me now, it's still far from enough."

Beiyuankong put down his hands, stared at the ceiling and began to be dazed. God is not omnipotent. His own thinking can be extended far, but he can't erase and modify other people's memories like in the novels. He can only monitor and spy.

I can create lower life forms, but I can't save those that have already died. I can even teleport through the void like a mage, but I can't cross the barriers of the world. However, Xueno can open a portal between two unrelated worlds. She was only at level B when she summoned Sindragosa and Invincible.

Now I feel like I can control every cell in my body individually, and I can change the shape and size of my body at will, just like the heroine in the movie Lucy. As long as I want, I can feel the endless electromagnetic waves passing through the air.

The core of Sparta's system is destruction, so compared to creation, powerful destructive power is its strongest ability. Although it can touch the rules of time and space, it is just a pause, unable to reverse the established facts and the future, and unable to... save them.

I am still far from enough. If I want to break through to a higher level, what I need to learn is not strength, but knowledge.

I have reached my limit, and I can feel it clearly now, both mentally and physically.

This is what observers expect, the final evolution of humanity at this stage, because in the reincarnation of civilization at this stage, humans will never be able to ascend to the peak of their past civilizations.

"I am the ultimate winner, but what's the point of my winning? Maybe I was wrong from the beginning. I should have gone it alone since the beginning of the Left 4 Dead world... I can't form any ties in the Infinite Trial."

Beiyuan Kong stood up dumbly, shook his head helplessly, and a numb smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Without everyone's efforts, he would not have won, but dying lonely and unwillingly was better than now.

There are too many people who love me, and I love more than one person...

Kitahara Sora walked towards the closet, opened the door, and was about to take out his clothes when he found a formation pattern under his feet.

The girl Yukino carved a teleportation coordinate in her closet. The other end of the magic circle was connected to her bedroom, but this coordinate was only used once.

At this time, Beiyuan Kong remembered a song lyrics for the first time in a long time, an interlude in the old version of "Swordsman"...

He reached out and picked up his clothes, humming the old tune as he put them on.

All the things that are waved away, all the things that cannot be waved away, cannot be destroyed and concealed by the deep love; it is unbearable, and I can't wait to hate others, the harmful ones, the charming ones, the infatuated ones.

Struggling and worrying are no solution; leaving or staying, is it wrong?

Today is the end, tomorrow is the end, just give it a slap and forget it...

"Linghu Chong won the world but lost her. Can he forget it with just a slap?"

Kitahara Sora, who was dressed neatly, adjusted his tie and looked straight at himself in the mirror.

Under the flowing silver hair is a face as if it was chiseled by a knife, and in the bright eyes are a pair of deep and evil blood pupils... Further down, the straight nose and beautiful lips all tell others that this is a handsome guy.

He has now fixed his combat form, and although he can change his hair and eye colors back to normal, he feels that there is no need to go through so much trouble.

Kitahara Sora looked at himself with satisfaction, and then smiled at himself in the mirror. At first glance, it gave people a refreshing feeling like a spring breeze, but if Lingyin or other people who knew him well saw it, they would be able to tell at first glance that it was a hypocritical mask.

Walking downstairs, the little puppy named 'Fei Fei' immediately ran over. After sniffing Bei Yuankong's trouser leg, it raised its head and wagged its tail happily.

At this time, Lingyin's voice came from the direction of the kitchen, pretending to be angry and scolding: "Little Feifei, be good."

"Wang Wang!"

The little puppy couldn't understand what the mistress meant, but became even happier when he heard his own name. He raised his front paws and climbed on Kitahara Kong's legs, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail vigorously. His naive look was simply adorable.

"Oh, come on." Lingyin turned her head and looked over here, begging, "Brother, put it in a cage. This idiot still hasn't learned to go to the toilet at a fixed place. What if...eh?"

Before the girl could finish her words, she exclaimed, "School uniform? Are you going to school?"

“I don’t actually know where to go.”

Kitahara Sora bent down, picked up the puppy and walked towards the entrance. After opening the door, he let the puppy touch the ground with its feet and immediately started to run around happily, making a continuous "woof woof" sound from its mouth. The yard of a Japanese single-family house has a small low door, so there is no need to worry about the puppy slipping out.

"Don't know where to go?"

Lingyin's tone was obviously stagnant, and she asked nonchalantly, "How about I take a day off today?"

"Ask for leave?" Beiyuan Kong asked in confusion, "Haven't you already asked for leave for two days? What do you want today?"

"No, there's nothing special about it, because I didn't prepare your lunch box... Lord, I just wanted to go out for a walk with my brother..."

Lingyin seemed to suddenly remember something and raised the spatula excitedly, "Hey, last time we went to the amusement park, weren't there a lot of things we didn't play? For example, the haunted house adventure? And the aquarium and the water park?"

Kitahara Sora slowly stood up and walked back to the living room, "Do you really want to go play?"

"Of course!"

"Then I'll ask for leave for you later."

Kitahara Sora nodded calmly and walked to the bathroom to wash up. Just as he picked up his toothbrush, he heard Lingyin's disappointed voice, "Forget it."

"Okay, let's go to school together later. It's okay if I don't eat lunch. If you want to eat, just go to the cafeteria."

"..."

Lingyin didn't know how to answer, and the atmosphere became a little depressing in the silence.

After Beiyuan Kong finished washing up, he walked to the dining table. Breakfast had already been placed there, and the little girl had already started eating.

Today's breakfast is a classic Japanese breakfast. In addition to a bowl of rice, a piece of fried fish and miso soup, there is also a sterilized egg and a box of natto next to it.

Kitahara Sora tore open the natto box, cracked an egg into it, added some soy sauce and began to stir with chopsticks. He didn't pour the natto on the rice until it was stringy, and then started to eat.

Natto is sticky and very similar to fermented black beans, but it has a very pungent smell. It can’t be said to be very smelly, but it is definitely not fragrant.

Beiyuankong is not picky about food. Except for extreme food such as insects, which can cause physical disgust, he will not reject anything else as long as it is edible. Although he was confused when he first came here, it took him a long time to get used to the diet.

Having lived in the southern part of China for half of my life, I prefer spicy food, while the Japanese generally eat light food. It's not that there are no spicy dishes, but they can't cook spicy food.

Moreover, many of their restaurants have spicy food challenges. To be honest, the spiciness of those dishes is far better than that of all Chinese dishes. Ordinary people have to sign a waiver agreement to take the challenge, and some even have to go to the hospital. But they are just simply pursuing spiciness, and they don't get the essence of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, that the spicier the better and the spicier the better.

As her thoughts flew, Lingyin seemed to sense something and whispered, "Actually, I wanted to make fried noodles this morning, but I ran out of chopped peppers yesterday."

"I'll go to the space later..."

Beiyuan Kong suddenly reacted before he finished speaking, shook his head helplessly and said: "It's not difficult to make. After school, let's go to the supermarket to buy some chili peppers."

"There's no chili pepper in the supermarket here." Lingyin responded mumblingly while eating her meal without even raising her head.

"There's none?"

"No, there are too few dishes that require that kind of pepper here. You may have to look for many supermarkets to buy it."

"Then go find it."

Beiyuan Kong smiled and said firmly: "This kind of pepper is native to South America. Although China is now the number one planting country, a lot is exported here every year. There are always large supermarkets that sell it."

"I remember there's an extremely spicy ramen shop on the pedestrian street. They even have ghost peppers and death peppers. They must know where to get them. If I can't find them in Chiba, I'll go to Tokyo to have a look."

Lingyin suddenly raised her head and looked straight at her brother. After a while, she said softly, "You forgot to put money in the safe last time. Now we only have 1 million yen left."

"Is it only one million?" Beiyuan Kong thought for a moment and responded, "Don't be extravagant from now on. Let's return to the life of 'ordinary people'."

One million yen is equivalent to just over 50,000 RMB, which is just the annual expenditure for an ordinary family.

"It's okay for me. I'm already sixteen years old and can do odd jobs." Lingyin forced a smile. "By the way, stupid brother, haven't you become a god? Can't you make some money?"

The girl stared at her brother with burning eyes. It's not that he can't make a living, right? With his current ability, he can make a lot of money by doing anything. Maybe he just hasn't made the transition from a 'superman' to an ordinary person for a while, or he hasn't thought about it at all.

Kitahara Sora took a bite of rice and said, "I can indeed change the form of matter, but everything must follow rules. If it's copying and pasting, or more mysterious material creation, maybe you, Yukino-senpai, can do it if you reach my level."

For example, the Titans of Azeroth also have clear division of labor, who is responsible for creating life, who is responsible for fighting and guarding, who is responsible for magic, space, time, etc.

Even though Sparta was so powerful, he could only see the tip of the iceberg when it came to unfamiliar things. The most he could do was use his own vitality to create a low-end life form that could operate on its own. For example, in Greek mythology, the gods could create monsters with their own flesh and blood.

At this point, Kitahara Sora seemed to have remembered something and continued, "Although the power controlled by each person can be refined into many branches, the general rules are different. For example, your senior sister Shiyu controls life and dreams. As long as we give her a seed, we will never have to buy peppers again."

"Also, if it's Uncle Kobayashi you met that day, if he becomes very strong, he can control the thoughts of any living creature. He belongs to the spiritual realm. If we take a big guess, it won't be a problem for him to truly unite mankind."

"What is that stupid brother best at?" Seeing him change the subject, Lingyin asked out of curiosity.

“I’m the best at it.”

Kitahara Sora drank a mouthful of flavored soup, "It's power and destruction, I guess. I'm extremely sensitive to energy. I can tear the earth apart, causing underground molten lava to engulf the entire world. Or I can become very large, and split the earth in half with one sword. In short, destroying the world is no problem."

"Amazing."

Lingyin made a cute exclamation and nodded without any doubt, her eyes flickering a little, "Have you ever wanted to destroy the world?"

"Destroy the world?"

Beiyuankong paused for a moment and quickly picked up his rice. As he swallowed, he mumbled incoherently, "I've destroyed the world once, and that feeling is not pleasant."

"It has already been destroyed once."

Lingyin knew what her brother was talking about. It had been a week since she returned home.

He allowed a true god to join the team, and for that promise, he left a glimmer of hope for the destroyed world. After so many days at home, the pain, sadness and even crying have been temporarily suppressed in his heart, and now he is only calm.

Bei Yuankong has also traveled to several places these days.

On the first day, he went to Officer Araki's home. Araki's wife Miyu had no expression when she heard the bad news. She just held her son in a daze.

Perhaps she had thought about this day a long time ago. Her husband worked in the criminal department before he was selected. He often stayed out all night to catch criminals. He often stayed on duty all night long, and he was always in danger.

However, Araki Miyu's forced rationality lasted until her son in kindergarten opened his mouth.

After hearing the word "death in battle", the son asked his mother in an innocent tone, "Did Dad die? Is death a job?"

The mother didn't answer, so the little boy looked at Kitahara Sora again.

His innocent eyes widened, and he asked in a serious tone: "Uncle, uncle, I miss my dad. When will he come home after he dies? Please let him come home soon, I miss my dad."

This childlike question made Kitahara Sora at a loss for answer, while Araki Miyu's eyes became dim and tears kept falling from her eyes.

It can be seen that after his mother cried, the director’s child realized that he had said something he shouldn’t have said.

He stretched out his tender little hand, shedding tears for his mother, and frantically comforted her in a baby voice, 'Don't cry, don't cry, I don't miss dad anymore, I don't miss dad anymore, let me tell you a story...'

Finally, Araki Miyu asked, 'How did he die? '

Kitahara Sora replied, "Sacrifice for your comrades."

'Is he a hero?'

Kitahara Sora shook his head and replied softly, "No."

From the perspective of ordinary people or the police, he is not a hero, because the reincarnators are inherently sinful.