I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

I, the leader of the Tantric Cult, do great things in the infinite world!Author: Qingsanren

Introduction:

"Have you heard of the story of the King of Rehabilitation? In the second year of Yuanhe..."

Li Lin, the troublemaker who travels time after time, suffers from intermittent episodes of neurosis, and is an intangible inheritor of the multiverse Big Bang art, is striving for the brightest cause in the infinite world.

The nuclear explosion of Chernoborg in the Ark World of Tomorrow, the bombing of Azkaban in the world of Harry Potter, the sneak attack on God of Disobedience in the world of Godslayer, in Black Soul, in Xingyue, in Fei Lun, in Shushan... the reputation of the head of the secret sect will be passed down for a long time!

"This introduction is tasteless, sooner or later we have to find a way to kill the person who wrote the introduction." - Li Lin (half annoyed)

Chapter 1 Time travel and time travel are spicy!

It was night, and the sky in Yongcheng was covered with dense clouds, and thunder rolled endlessly in the dark clouds.

The air was oppressive, but not a drop of rain fell.

Of course, this is just the weather. For people in the city, they still have to do whatever they want.

The loud and clear ambulance siren extends from near to far, from the hospital in Yongcheng to the suburbs of Yongcheng.

They passed by the colorful skyscrapers and red light alleys, and the electronic virtual girls with a cyberpunk taste had sweet smiles on their faces and waved to the passing vehicles.

The young man in the ambulance changed his position - this caused his face, which was pressed against the car glass, to become more deformed, and the doctor who suppressed him also felt a little uncomfortable.

"Be quiet."

The doctor scolded in a low voice.

"I obviously didn't make a sound."

The young man also lowered his voice and whispered to the person behind him, "Are you okay? I feel like something is pricking me."

"Don't talk back!"

The doctor was slightly annoyed, so the young man was hooded again.

This is the story of Li Lin being sent to Yongcheng Sanatorium a month ago.

Li Lin thinks he is a normal person, but the human detection mechanism of this era doesn't think so.

He was regarded as a mentally handicapped person with a "virtual world access defect", sent to Yongcheng Sanatorium, and received a permanent meal ticket called conservative treatment, which was actually life imprisonment.

Of course, Li Lin is not saying that it is not good to be able to change into eighteen different holographic girls every day if you stretch out your hands for clothes and open your mouth for food.

If given a choice, quite a few people in my original era would prefer to receive this kind of "conservative treatment" in the future.

Except that he couldn't come in and out freely, Li Lin felt like he was back home when he came to this nursing home.

After thinking about his 300 yuan deposit in the [-]th century, Li Lin opened the large holographic screen in front of him with sadness and played a game.

Soon Li Lin's fingers began to beat, and those who didn't know it thought he was playing the piano.

Li Lin, who is known as a keyboard artist, brought his extensive and profound language skills and extremely tricky angles to completely spray his teammates who had the technical advantage.

This is the fortieth century, after all, and it's not true that everyone has a mother.

In this environment, Li Lin seemed to be born with six endless weapons.

Half an hour later, Li Lin went offline and opened QQ.

Nursing homes have not disconnected them.

The design of QQ after 2000 seems a bit anti-human, but Li Lin is still accustomed to using the old-school style of the [-]th century.

When he opened the communication tool, the top chat group began to flash crazily.

"Are your mouths full of machine guns?"

Li Lin skillfully turned on the ban for all members, then turned on the image search function, selected his favorite pictures, saved them, and turned off the ban for all members.

"The permission dog is almost done."

The member signed [Mongolian Top Dan Lion Craftsman] and titled [Lion Caster] made a sweaty expression, expressing serious disdain for Li Lin's behavior of seeking power for personal gain.

Following the speech of [Mongolian top laner Lion Craftsman], the chat group named "Mia" instantly received more than a dozen +1 messages.

Li Lin didn't care at all about the barking of the group friends. He skillfully opened other game interfaces and sent screenshots of the good cards he drew to the chat group.

"Wow, you really are not human, you beast."

A member of the group named [Huan Shan] and titled [Luscious and Juicy] wailed, "Why aren't all his holy relics enhanced to life? Why is he all using double attacks and double explosions?"

"Ou Pao absorbs the taste."

The group of friends nicknamed [Grass Maker] quarreled below, but when he saw Li Lin's second screenshot, he also made a painful voice: "Fuck you, why are you so European? You don't want to play tomorrow Is it an ark?"

Li Lin replied in seconds: "Today's limited pool must be won."

"Mia" is a game group. The name of this group comes from a very niche stand-alone game, the Esoteric Cult Simulator.

Players will play the role of a man who explores the mysteries of evil. In the 1920s, a world with hidden gods and multiple secret histories, he creates a secret cult, pursues gods, gains power, and eventually ascends to immortality.

Of course, this game itself is also an old thing in 2000. The group owner will choose such a name, and there is no doubt that he is a fanatic fan of games from the old era.

Naturally, the people who join this group are all fans of old-era games. In fact, the games discussed in the group are not just Esoteric Cult Simulator.

Relying on Li Lin's excellent standard 2000 years behind the times, he immediately won the respect of the group of friends.

After all, not everyone can play the nostalgic games from 2000 years ago so well that they are rare and well-organized.

If this group is full of people with abnormal brains, then Li Lin is undoubtedly the best among them, like the king of mental illness.

"New DLC is available for the Esoteric Cult Simulator."

Among a group of friends who were crusading against European dogs, there was suddenly an out-of-place remark.

This time Li Lin really failed to play the essence of the authority dog, because the opposite is also an administrator.

--【Night watchman】.

[Night Watcher]'s typing speed was indeed a bit slow, and Li Lin maliciously speculated whether the person opposite him was an old man with an oxygen tube inserted.

"Exiles, right?" Li Lin rubbed his hands, "Look, I'll show you a live broadcast tonight to pass the level."

"Just you?" The group of friends nicknamed [Bone White Pigeon] silently provoked below.

"Yeah? Someone seems to be questioning my master's skills?"

Li Lin squinted his eyes in a strange way.

He couldn't wait to find the latest installation package from the group file, downloaded some butter, opened the Exile mod, and installed it.

It was raining outside the window.

The heavy rain was pouring down, as if something was beating on the window, but Li Lin didn't even look at it.

The moment he clicked on the game interface, a huge thunder sounded from the sky, and the entire Yongcheng fell into darkness and silence for an instant.

Except for this small room in the sanatorium, there is still some light left.

Li Lin suddenly didn't realize it.

He pressed the mouse.

At that moment, the room he was in, including the screen in front of him, was turned into darkness with a deafening roar.

Li Lin was furious and went up against the crime.

He forgot that there was no table in front of him, so he slapped his thigh and rolled to the ground.

He captured the egg.

When his butt touched the floor, Li Lin sensitively sensed something was wrong - the ground was too rough.

Asking is to secretly poop on the floor and have a body memory.

He was even more shocked when he looked up and saw the bright moon with an arc by the window.

In order for the mental patients inside to settle down in the sanatorium, the transparent dome is covered with a customized weather system, which will always be a brilliant starry sky.

Where is the moon?

Li Lin sat blankly in front of the window:

who am I?

Where am i?

What am I going to do?

Why the hell did I time travel again?

The room smelled of burning, and it looked like someone had burned paper inside.

The room was not too big, and there was only a pile of ashes left in the cold fireplace, and there was an open suitcase full of books on the edge of the ashes.

It looks like it didn't burn out in time?

Li Lin blinked. He felt that the scene in front of him was slightly familiar.

If this is a game, then there is no doubt that the pile of books is the key to triggering the mission.

"Then I'm not going to look through it."

Li Lin stiffened his neck and got up from the ground, sitting down on the sofa.

Maybe he moved too much and the floor began to shake.

Something seemed to wake up.

Li Lin didn't realize it. He stared at the books, his face contorted, and after a while, he made a shameful gesture: "Appraisal!"

Of course no panels opened before his eyes.

Li Lin suddenly fell to the ground, suppressed his right hand with his left hand, and roared at the top of his voice, "No, no, you can't touch it! My king's power!"

In this way, he struggled to get to the fireplace, quickly pulled out a book, and then walked back to the sofa pretending nothing happened.

It can be seen that the doctors sent him to a special room for mental patients not without purpose.

Just as Li Lin was about to turn the first page, the door opened.

"Who are you! Why did you enter my house!"

Li Lin quickly turned over and hid on the edge of the sofa.

He had no consciousness that he was the one who broke into other people's homes.

However, the visitor had no intention of responding to him.

The already shaky door opened with a click, and an chrysanthemum-yellow "gas lamp" floated in mid-air, with dark scales like cloud patterns on the outside.

The air reeked of reptiles.

It was a gigantic snake of unimaginable size.

Li Lin was stunned: "Monster girl?"

Then he looked ecstatically at his pants.

At that moment, a transparent box suddenly appeared in front of Li Lin's eyes. With the appearance of this box, the surroundings seemed to have fallen into a strange stillness, and even the giant snake dancing outside the door did not move anymore.

This box interface is extremely crude, like something made by a novice programmer.

Li Lin's attention immediately shifted from the monster girl to the "system" in front of him.

He shouted in a deep voice: "I, Li Lin, have never been weaker than others in my life, Shenlan, give me some extra points!"

The transparent interface slowly opened, and the familiar dark green flat desktop appeared in front of Li Lin.

A handsome card is lying quietly on the table.

Is the paper man actually me?

When Li Lin focused on the card, the card was lit up.

[Name: Abraham Li Lin]

[Occupation: Key Hunter (former)]

[Physique: 1 (ordinary among mortals, maybe because you neglect exercise, or because you were buried in the belly of a snake)]

[Intelligence: 3 (the best among mortals. This is already your limit without contact with other channels. Neuropathic patients have wide thinking.)]