Chapter 1 A Rude Awakening

A ray of sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains in the early morning, landing squarely on Feng Bujue's face.

He grimaced, turned over, and then, with a "thud"... fell to the floor.

"Ugh..." The cold touch of the floor and the pain of the fall instantly swept away Jue-ge's sleepiness, causing him to groan instinctively.

"What's all the noise... so early in the morning..." Two seconds later, Ruo Yu's voice came from the bed, "What time is it..."

She muttered in a lazy tone, grabbing the phone on her bedside table to take a look.

"Ah... it's not even seven o'clock, let's sleep a little longer." With that, she pulled the covers over herself and went back to sleep.

Throughout the whole process, she didn't even glance at Jue-ge, probably not even realizing that he had fallen out of bed.

"Haa..." On the other hand, Jue-ge, who was lying on the floor, yawned and stood up after a few seconds of recovery.

Since he was already awake, he simply put on his robe and slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

"Speaking of... what are we having for breakfast today?" Feng Bujue asked casually as he opened the door, rubbing his neck with his hand.

"If you bother me again, I'll eat you." A very impatient and threatening reply came from under the covers.

"Okay, okay... I'll just make some cereal..." Feng Bujue knew that his intention to get her to get up and make him breakfast and coffee had been seen through, so he could only give up.

He closed the door and staggered into the living room.

He casually picked up the remote control on the sofa, turned on the TV, and then went into the bathroom.

He didn't know when it started, but he had gotten into the habit of listening to the news while washing up... even though he didn't really believe the news.

[Welcome to "Game Super News"! Interactive media, new style, the latest information at your fingertips!

Hello everyone, I am Peerless General Pan Feng, and I am Thousand-Man Slayer Hua Xiong.

Next, let's take a look at a few new game announcements.

This year is undoubtedly an explosive year for the gaming and e-sports industries. In the first half of the year, when Dream Company, this flash-in-the-pan industry giant, suddenly announced its bankruptcy, everyone inside and outside the industry seemed to think... this industry was done for. Eh~ Unexpectedly, just two months later, there was a situation where new games were popping up everywhere, and hundreds of schools of thought were contending. Let's take a look at the scrolling list at the bottom of the screen. This month alone, another fifteen virtual online games are going to be launched, and three of them are AAA titles. It seems that this industry is not only not finished, but players will have to worry about too many games to play.

Although the reasons for Dream Company's collapse are still widely debated... some say that senior executives absconded with the money, some say that they were involved in unfair competition, and some say that the company was just an empty shell full of debt from the beginning... but in any case, it must be admitted that in the year that they almost monopolized neural network games, they brought many new ideas to the industry. Their series of subversive practices have changed the current game market, and this impact will probably continue to ferment for many years to come.

Is our past understanding of the market, our understanding of marketing models, our understanding of user experience, microtransactions, gameplay and other elements correct? This is indeed worth thinking about. If you are interested in this topic, please click on the link on the right side of the screen. We have more information and expert discussion videos here.

So... speaking of games, we must talk about e-sports. Recently, in the past six months, with the launch of various strong new games, the e-sports circle has also ushered in a major reshuffle. Many new game studios have emerged in this chaotic world of new game hegemony. One of the most noteworthy is "Bingdi."

That's right, in just the past six months, Bingdi has signed many heavyweight star players, including not only the "Xu Huai Shang" Xu goddess that we are all familiar with, but also "Wasted Uncle," "Honghu," "Zhao Ying Wang," "Jian Meng Huan," "Tian Ma Xing Kong" and other masters with different styles and top strength. Moreover, these players all joined Bingdi as free agents, and the latter did not spend a penny on transfer fees. Such a personnel configuration has made this studio, which was established less than two years ago, instantly become the darling of various sponsors and competitions. In the past six months, they can be said to have been thriving, with their momentum directly approaching the old big brother Order... Eh, our director has put the relevant information on the right side of the screen. If you want to follow the details, please click here.

Next, let's take a look at a news item about "JS Nebula."

Since JS Nebula's interstellar probe fleet visited Earth in May of this year, half a year has passed unconsciously. New York time yesterday evening, the United Nations JS Exchange Planning Agency once again simultaneously released a new set of information to the public media of all member states. This includes more information provided by JS Nebula about their social system, ecological environment, culture, economy, military and other fields.

Although relevant experts have repeatedly emphasized that we cannot completely trust those "alien lives" that we do not understand and whose technological level is obviously higher than ours, it seems that this diverse cultural civilization far away in the universe is still very friendly to us, and also showed considerable sincerity when communicating with us.

But to be honest, I personally find it difficult to imagine the situation in their nebula... various mythical creatures and super-life forms similar to humans live in the same galaxy, and they also maintain a relatively peaceful relationship with each other. This should be regarded as incredible in our human eyes, right?

Are you trying to complain that we humans are obviously the same species and are still fighting all the time?

Haha, I didn't say that, it's you...]

BEEP--

After finishing washing up, Feng Bujue returned to the living room, picked up the tablet on the coffee table, and manipulated the cursor to click on the hyperlink that appeared on the TV screen.

"What are game media talking about star affairs... and so unrestrained..." While Jue-ge complained, he had already switched the screen to a static news webpage. The content on the webpage was the new news about "JS Nebula" that the two hosts had just mentioned that the United Nations had announced.

"Well... it seems that Destiny and Twenty-Three are doing well..." Feng Bujue sat on the sofa, browsing the information on the TV screen, and muttered, "Let me see... Luther and Billy have both been elected as planetary governors... The Illusion Demon Church led by the Blood Corpse God has become the galactic law enforcement agency... Hey, hey... is this to make it easier to directly process those who deserve to die through the digestive tract... and... that guy Doma has actually become the biggest religious leader, and Zhuan Jie Zun and Dian Hu Wang have become his left and right guardians?"

Although there were many things to complain about, there was basically no news that was too surprising; Feng Bujue and the Destiny Sisters had already made long-term plans for the development pattern of the Derivatives and those data lives. At least before the karma of this batch of new "living beings" has accumulated to a certain extent, there will be no major changes in JS Nebula.

In a few more years, when the exchanges between that side and Earth become more frequent and in-depth, Earth will naturally be able to develop warp engines and intergalactic communication hardware. At that time, more folk online exchanges, and even organizing tourist groups to visit, will not be impossible.

Of course, it is also possible that some people on Earth will have ideas about JS Nebula, trying to use the technological power of the other side to cause trouble, and even launch wars. If that kind of situation really occurs, the corresponding countermeasures... Jue-ge must have already prepared them, and they will be ruthless, both treating the symptoms and the root cause.

"You..." About half an hour later, Ruo Yu, who was still sleepy-eyed, walked out of the bedroom. She looked at Jue-ge, who was still watching the news on the sofa, and then looked at the kitchen, and said in a deep voice, "If I don't get up, you won't eat anything, right?"

"Uh..." Jue-ge immediately perked up when he heard her voice, "Actually... I don't know where the cereal is..."

This was true. Since moving into the new home after the wedding, Ruo Yu has taken care of almost all the housework. Except for occasionally cooking and washing dishes, Feng Bujue is basically useless.

"Ah..." Ruo Yu covered her face, sighed in a coarse voice, and walked into the bathroom, "If I'm not by your side, are you just going to starve to death at home?"

"Yeah, so I've made up my mind to try my best to stay within ten meters of you for the rest of my life, and the time I'm separated from you will not exceed half a day." Feng Bujue replied in his cheap tone, not ashamed but proud.

"Stop talking dirty to me in a roundabout way..." Obviously, Ruo Yu, who had unlocked her seal and married Jue-ge, had been seriously led astray these days, "... If you want to say it, just say it openly, I don't mind you being cheesy."

As she said this, she had just finished rinsing her toothbrush, took a sip of water and began to rinse her mouth.

"Okay... I'll try my best." Feng Bujue replied with a smile, and a few seconds later, he thought of something else and continued, "Oh, right, we're going to your grandfather's house for dinner tonight, don't forget, Xiao Tan, Xiao Ling, Miss An, and Bao Qing and Ouyang are all coming." He paused and added, "Bao Qing and Ouyang are both coming with their wives and children, so be careful when we chat, don't talk about your family's cultivation stuff."

"Gala la la... Pfft." Ruo Yu spat out the water in her mouth, turned her head, and raised her voice to reply, "Am I that kind of person? In our social circle, you're the only one who talks nonsense, okay?"

"By the way..." Feng Bujue waited and then said, "I might have to delay a manuscript this month, can you help me talk to Miss An and ask her to be lenient..."

"Okay." Ruo Yu agreed without even thinking, with a toothbrush in her mouth.

"Hmm? Why did you agree so readily..." However, Feng Bujue turned around with narrowed eyes, looking at the direction of the bathroom with a wary expression and said, "There's a conspiracy, right?"

"Heh-- Pfft." Ruo Yu rinsed her mouth again, spat out the water, and said, "I didn't say anything, but since you took the initiative to bring it up..." She revealed a Feng-style smile, arched her soft willow waist backwards, stuck her head out from the door, and looked at Jue-ge in the living room, "Let's talk about the conditions."

............

Afternoon, S City, a villa under the name of Si Rui Group.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a beautiful woman with short hair and an intellectual air was bathing in the warm sunlight, enjoying a leisurely afternoon tea time.

On the delicate small table, there was a laptop and a cup of red tea that was still steaming.

An Yueqin was drinking hot tea, browsing the text on the screen, completely engrossed.

At this moment, what she was using was not an ordinary laptop, but a special piece of hardware that could only be used by the "Recorder Clan."

From ancient times to the present, these recorders who were directly protected by "God" have been writing an epic called "Apocalypse of Doom (also known as the Doomsday Chronicles)" for generations. Those recorders who complete their work well also have the opportunity to be promoted to "Regent"; they exist all over the world... Although the things recorded by each recorder are different, when some major events occur, the content they record will inevitably have some intersection.

In the twenty-first century, (Earth's) recorders no longer need to write words on stone tablets, bamboo slips, or paper. The input hardware for the "Apocalypse of Doom" has been upgraded to laptops, and there is also a function similar to "cloud backup". This... can be regarded as keeping up with the times.

"Hehehe..."

Suddenly, a lewd laughter came, and without guessing, everyone knew who it came from.

"It seems that you are adapting to this new part-time job very quickly."

"Is it appropriate for you to break into a lady's room without greeting her...?" An Yueqin calmly put down her teacup, turned her head in response, and looked at Woody, who suddenly appeared in her room.

"Hehehe... sorry." Facing the recorder, Woody was very polite, apologizing when he said he was sorry, and his expression and tone seemed very natural, "I'll remember to knock on the door next time."

"Okay." The current An Yueqin naturally knew Woody's origin and identity, and she didn't need to be very polite to him, "Then... what's the matter?"

"Hehe... what else can I do, running errands for the 'Council'." Woody shrugged, "Even though I won the Candidate Game, my 'punishment' still has to continue... I'm afraid I'll have to do this kind of 'community service' for several years..."

As he spoke, he took out a cat from behind him... yes, from "behind him"... like a cartoon character taking out an object from thin air.

"Today, I'm here to send Recorder-sama a pet..." Woody took a big breath here, and then said, "...and a bodyguard."

"Eh?" As soon as An Yueqin saw the cat in Woody's hand, she immediately reacted, "Aren't you..."

"Yeah, yeah..." Before the cat could say the name that Feng Bujue had given it, it took the lead and said, "Actually, my real name is Kwai Molly. I used to be responsible for protecting and monitoring Feng Bujue, but recently I was transferred to the Council and no longer belong to Woody's set of arrangements... so this time I was sent to protect you, please take care of me in the future."

"Oh... hello." An Yueqin didn't know how to evaluate this matter for a while. She thought for a while and then said, "Speaking of... I thought I was directly protected by 'God', am I not?"

"Yes." When Kwai Molly replied, she had already jumped from Woody's hand to the ground, "But God usually has to wait until he has no choice but to take action, for example... when you encounter a strong natural disaster, or a demon that is stronger than me, God will intervene. But most of the other times... for example, if you meet a robber on the street, I can definitely solve it. It would be too exaggerated to directly kill the other party with heavenly thunder."

"I see..." An Yueqin nodded and said, "That makes sense."

"Hehehe..." Woody interjected at this time, "Okay, I've delivered the meow, so I'll take my leave."

"Okay, goodbye." An Yueqin didn't have anything to say to him, and casually agreed, then turned her head and continued to drink her tea and read her records.

However, Woody, who had said "goodbye," didn't leave for more than ten seconds.

He stood there, hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth again: "Hehehe... Recorder-sama, actually... I still have something I want to ask..."

"Presumptuous." An Yueqin also knew that Woody hadn't left. Without Woody finishing his words, she knew what the other party wanted to ask, so she directly gave these two words.

"Hehe... as expected of Recorder-sama, you are really beautiful and intelligent, resourceful and brilliant..." Woody was also a shameless master. Depending on the situation, he could completely pretend to be a grandson, or even a great-grandson, great-great-grandson, great-great-great-grandson...

"Okay, stop flattering me." An Yueqin said, "You can't read my mind, and you don't have permission to peek at the Apocalypse, but you are very concerned about Feng Bujue's affairs, right?"

"Hehe... that's right." Woody replied.

Admittedly, there are no flaws in the universe after being rewritten by Feng Bujue, Destiny, and Twenty-Three. Even an existence like Woody cannot realize that his memories, cognition, and some settings of this universe have been modified and rewritten.

However, Woody is Woody... he still faintly felt a certain "strangeness."

So, he thought of getting information from the recorder.

Because, no matter what, even if the whole world is rewritten, the "Apocalypse of Doom" cannot be modified; if there really is some kind of "reality that has been erased or distorted," at least... "God" and the "Recorders" (including the Regents who were once recorders) will still know the truth.

"But I don't have the right to reveal anything to you." An Yueqin said, "If you're so concerned about it, go ask Feng Bujue himself."

"Hehe... you know, he can now use the 'Book of Heart' and the 'Pen of Sin' to write some simple 'formulas'..." Woody continued, "Nowadays, anyone with a little divinity in the heavens and on earth is unwilling to show up in front of him... because they are all afraid of being observed by him..."

"Hmm..." An Yueqin thought again, "Then let me tell you this..." She took a sip of tea, and a slight smile flashed across the corner of her eye, "To use chess as a metaphor, the game between you and him has ended."

"Then..." Woody pushed his glasses, "... what's the result? Who won?"

"What do you think?" An Yueqin answered the question with a question.

"Pfft... hehe... hahaha meow~" Before Woody could react, Kwai Molly, who had come to the floor-to-ceiling window and laid down, laughed out loud.

"Hehe..." After a moment, Woody also laughed, and his laughter was not forced. On the contrary, his laughter revealed a kind of heartfelt joy, "Although it's not the first time I've lost, but losing to a mortal is something... hehe..." He shook his head and took a long breath, "There's one more interesting guy in this world..."

"Yeah..." An Yueqin also responded, "In every sense..." As she said this, she turned her gaze to the computer screen in front of her, "He showed me an interesting and unforgettable story."

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