Lyra, Kepler 62 galaxy.

Around the gas giant planet, a spacecraft of 16,000 meters floating silently on the tiny star belt. The solar panels spread out like fish scales, trying hard to absorb the pitiful light and heat energy from the dim sun.

The spacecraft collecting colonial stars has a mottled and worn shell, full of the vicissitudes of history. However, it may have been produced only a hundred years ago, but the universe makes it look too old.

Behind the employee's rest area, there are rows of metal cabins separated from the cargo compartment.

In the corner, the metal hatch door was dimly lit. A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old was holding a girl. The girl looked very thin, with dry hair, and under her white paper-like skin, the purple blood vessels were slender and fragile.

Only a pair of eyes are smart and gentle, unlike those who have been tortured by illness all year round.

Outside the metal cabin, a young man of twenty-four or fifteen years old, begged and said to the young man: "Brother Cheng, we have agreed. I'll send you in and you can destroy the information."

Just looking at his face, he was at least five or six years older than the boy, but he was humble and laughed at him.

The boy nodded and said, "I just took my sister to play. I'm too lazy to report your mess. OK, reserve energy. When I come back and feel good, hehe."

"Yes, yes, Brother Cheng, I will listen to you."

The metal cabin door, which was nearly half a meter thick, slowly closed, and the light in the metal cabin also dimmed. The inside and outside were isolated, the noisy sound of the spacecraft disappeared instantly, and the cabin was terrifyingly quiet.

The girl twisted her body and said uneasy: "Brother, he won't make trouble in Hyena, right?"

Outside the metal cabin, a cruel and resentful look appeared on the young man's face.

"Little bastard, you deserve your family to die. Now get out with your sister and never come back!" He operated while talking and filled the metal cabin with energy. The energy lights on the metal cabin light up one by one and soon reached the peak, but he continued to charge. When all the energy lights turned red and started the alarm, he entered the fingerprint and started the transmission program.

In the metal cabin, the violent energy fluctuations made the hyena feel that the spacecraft was shaking.

Leaving?

He wanted to open the metal cabin to see, but he didn't dare. His eyes flashed for a while, and then he gritted his teeth and took out a remote control from his pocket. His hand holding the remote control was a little trembling, and he twisted it a few times before turning on the security.

Want to report me? Then go and die!

The man pressed the red button hard, and in the metal cabin, a miniature electromagnetic bomb exploded violently, and the powerful electromagnetic jet instantly destroyed all the electronic instruments in the metal cabin.

The hyena burst into laughter and laughed. As he squatted on the ground, his saliva and snot flowing out, choking himself. He coughed violently, holding the floor of the capsule with his hands.

In the dark space, the boy hugged his sister tightly. Her body was already cold and looked stiff.

Not everyone can afford space teleportation. The government has warned that people with level 3 or above are strictly prohibited from entering the game cabin. Yes, the coalition government calls that thing a game cabin, a door to another world.

"Chu Xiang?" The boy was trembling. He couldn't feel his sister's breathing or heartbeat. In this dark and claustrophobic environment, he could hear his own.

His name is Chu Cheng, a reborn person.

Her name is Chu Xiang, and she is his only relative in the world. Chu Xiang was diagnosed at the age of three and lived to be eighteen years old. If you want to treat this disease, it is an astronomical figure for the rich people on earth. The result of the treatment is just a delay of life for several years.

Even without treatment, painkillers, muscle activation agents, and nanorobots for survival cost a lot of money.

The parents had to work in more dangerous areas. They didn't want their daughter to live in pain and wait for death slowly. Then during the first working period, they encountered a space mine accident.

That year, Chu Cheng was six years old and Chu Xiang was three years old.

He was reborn at the age of seven, and his parents had passed away a year ago.

No matter what kind of person he is in the future and what abilities he has, he always has to live in the present and he has to rely on government relief to survive. Kepler 62 is not a good place. Compared with the earth, this place is like a place of exile. The ever-dark sun, the gray sky, and the wind that will freeze to death when it rains heavily.

He told his sister that there is a place called the Second World that will open one day.

That place is not the game world, but the distant real arrival.

We go there, go there secretly, and everything will be fine.

Chu Cheng hugged Chu Xiang, who had already begun to stiffen, and his thoughts were flying.

In his previous life, he devoted himself to the Temple of Light just to resurrection technique to revive his sister. In a world with gods, anything can happen. What is a terminal illness?

But, but!

The resurrection technique is just a scam. The person who survived was not Chu Xiang. She had all the memories of her sister, and the only thing that had not been copied was love.

The first chapter of the Holy Book of Light, the first line.

He is God, the only one.

Chu Xiang became part of the God of Light and would never hold his hand again and ask him what story would happen in the future.

The Sword Saint of Light personally killed his sister who was resurrected by him and rebelled from the Temple of Light.

I can't save you, I wish to fall into darkness forever.

Now, he was surrounded by darkness and could not feel anything. He had no time or direction. The only thing he could hold was his sister's hand, which had lost its temperature.

I don’t know how long it took, but the soft light column came down and enveloped Chu Cheng.

here we go!

"The Second World welcomes you and starts testing..."

The sound is so familiar, it's been many years after, and it seems like yesterday.

Chu Cheng opened his mouth—

"Select the No. 4 configuration plan, open the character panel, and close the novices auxiliary tutorial!"

Deep in the soul, it was like an explosion when the universe was opened. In an invisible point, countless matter gushed out. It was like a blue rain of light rushing towards all directions. It was the wealth carried by the soul before his rebirth. Countless equipment, medicines, weapons, classics, and the crystals of blue life!

At this moment, Chu Cheng's soul was washed away by the green light, just like the essence. His soul condensed into silk threads, desperately trying to catch the flying things.

However, nothing can be captured, which is different from what you imagined!

There are many things to give up.

It was this! Chu Cheng seemed to see a bottle with a slender neck burst out, and hundreds of soul silk threads suddenly wrapped around the bottle. The silk thread crazily penetrated into the bottle, leaving Chu Cheng's soul mark inside.

A black magic book!

Sword embryo!

ring!

Staff!

Chu Cheng's soul silk thread never dared to capture everything, but just entangled the most important thing in his plan. The huge amount of wealth deep in his soul is not enough to survive. The matter that escapes from the range of the soul hits the invisible barrier around him, shatters and condenses.

Chu Cheng felt that the invisible boundary of the space he was in was expanding. It was originally only about three meters in diameter, but now it had expanded to ten meters away and was still expanding.

As soon as he was distracted, a golden thing flew out from the depths of his soul. Chu Cheng subconsciously gathered hundreds of soul threads and dragged it away the moment it escaped.

The Holy Sword of Light!

You must not let it escape! Chu Cheng didn't know if he brought back the temple's Holy Sword of Light. Now Gaia still has the same holy sword. Even if it is only one in ten thousand possible, even if it only causes damage to the existing Holy Sword of Light, he will spare no expense.

On the Holy Sword of Light, golden divine power teared his soul.

He is a fallen man, a betrayer, no longer protected by light.

Chu Cheng ignored the pain deep in his soul and forced a black staff to come over, entangling it with the Holy Sword of Light.

Pale Scepter. When he was the Sword Saint of Light, he took the knights and priests of the temple to attack a ninth-level undead mage.

The death artifact collided with the Holy Sword of Light, and Chu Cheng felt that his soul was about to be shattered. However, with the repeated erosion of the blue light, his soul was instantly repaired.

Smelting!

In pain, Chu Cheng remembered his plan. The green soul matter forced the pale scepter and the Holy Sword of Light to collide, smash, merge, and recast.

Obtain talented skills - soul refining...

Chu Cheng was not in the mood to check any data, so he immediately destroyed his four-dimensional panel, which is the auxiliary tool for the second world adventurers.

The panels were shattered, reorganized, and turned into four huge cyan discs, overlapping and rotating rapidly.

There was no longer any more silk threads in his soul. Chu Cheng could only grasp what he had and watched so much wealth from the Second World flew away in front of him, hitting the boundary of space, shattering and condensing.

He could only activate his soul refining technique and use the blue light to create everything in his hands, including what novice supplies.

Chu Xiang's body disintegrated and flew into the small bottle with a slender neck.

Chu Cheng's heart immediately calmed down. After he was reborn, the most important plan was the soul bottle of the dead. With this soul bottle of the dead, the sister could temporarily transform into a soul form and live in the soul bottle. Then everything afterwards became simple. Even though he had lost too much now, there were still many secrets in his memory.

By following the map, he can develop, first help his sister transform into the undead. Then he can get that thing and produce flesh and blood, and then have a second life.

In his previous life, he was the Sword Saint of Light, commanding the Saint of Light, and destroying countless enemies in the temple.

It was just to resurrect her and to give her mother's instructions before her death.

She grabbed her hand and said, "Chu Cheng, you have to take good care of your sister and don't let her suffer..."

I am only six years old, who will take care of me?
Chapter completed!