After some careful character manipulation by Ji Luo, he finally completed the character creation phase.
At this moment, the class selection popped up at the bottom of the interface.
[Currently available class: Ash Apostle]
[Class description: We are the last ashes of the ancient gods, and also the firewood that burns away the darkness.]
[The holy herald recovering from ruins, all your power stems from the great Lord of Ashes.
Although currently, apart from being able to take a beating and resurrecting, you are almost useless.]
“How does this official lore text come with its own official roast?”
“The mental state of this gaming company is truly ahead of its time.”
“Is this the only class available right now though?
They’ll probably unlock others in subsequent updates.”
Ji Luo didn’t hesitate and directly clicked [Confirm Creation].
In an instant, the sacred hall turned into a sky full of flowing light to wrap around him.
The familiar weightless feeling like a front-loading washing machine struck again, and the world before his eyes was instantly swallowed by a sheet of pure white light.
When Ji Luo opened his eyes again, the pure white light before him receded like a tide, and the damp, decaying air poured back into his nasal cavity.
It was still that familiar dilapidated church, still that floor of crushed stone slabs.
Ji Luo took a deep breath and was about to move around, but when he turned his head, a blindingly bright white object suddenly appeared in his line of sight.
“Holy shit, what kind of thing just flashed my eyes!”
Ji Luo looked closely, and he completely lost it.
The person standing next to him had the characters [Passing Pure Love God of War] floating right above his head.
Originally a sleek and slippery bald head yesterday, today he was completely reborn, sporting a silvery-white spiky hair style that could be considered standard for anime male leads!
That wasn’t even the end of it; this guy forcibly dragged his muscle lines to the maximum allowed by the creation panel, with chest muscles so huge they could crush walnuts.
On that chiseled face, he even deliberately pulled a red battle-damaged scar across the bridge of his nose right between his eyebrows.
At this moment, this fellow was shirtless, striking a bodybuilder pose and wildly admiring his biceps.
Ji Luo’s mouth twitched frantically: “No way, what we are playing is a dark Cthulhu hardcore survival game, why did you create a hot-blooded white-haired berserker from an anime?”
“You’ve walked onto the wrong set!”
Passing Pure Love God of War turned his head, flicked his distinct silver spiky hair, and gave Ji Luo an extremely flamboyant look out of the corner of his eye:
“What the hell do you know!”
“Strength is just a matter of the current version, that’s up to the developers!
But being handsome is a lifetime thing!”
“White hair, plus a battle-damaged scar, paired with these shredded muscles!
This is the ultimate form of an action game male god!”
“This wave, it’s called having your 2D life fulfilled!”
Lu Ziye was admiring himself there when a steady cough suddenly came from beside them.
The two turned to look and both fell into silence.
Only to see that Kindergarten Boss had also come online.
Unlike the style of Passing Pure Love God of War who couldn’t wait to write “advanced chūnibyō” all over his face, Kindergarten Boss’s face creation focused on returning to simplicity.
This was a square face as standard as standard could get, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a flat buzz cut.
His eyes exuded a kind of honest and wise look that had seen through the vicissitudes of the world.
He stood there imposingly, his back straight as a ramrod.
If not for wearing only a pair of beginner shorts, others would definitely think he was some neighborhood committee member inspecting work down in the countryside, or a newly changed security captain from some residential compound.
Passing Pure Love God of War walked around him twice and couldn’t help complaining:
“Bro, the system finally gave you high-freedom character creation, and you’re just directly uploading a one-inch hatless ID photo here?”
“Standing in this dilapidated temple, it feels like the next second you’re going to ask us where the fire safety certificate for this church is.”
Bigshot touched his prickly flat top and smiled honestly:
“Hey, I don’t have much artistic talent, I just fine-tuned it based on my own face.”
“I think it’s pretty good, down-to-earth and gives a sense of security.”
Right at this moment, a spine-chilling low chuckle suddenly came from the shadows nearby.
“Hehehe…
You guys don’t understand!”
“For a 100% holographic simulation game like this, the highest realm of character creation lies in the matching of demeanor!”
The three of them turned their heads in unison.
Only to see that in the shadows of the corner, a thin figure was slowly walking out.
The ID above his head was impressively Malou Also Has Dignity.
This guy’s facial features were actually sculpted quite normally, with fair skin, and could even be described as somewhat delicate.
But he forcibly dragged his skeleton to be the thinnest possible, and even carried a slight hunchback.
The most amazing part was his demeanor!
At this moment, Malou was narrowing his eyes slightly, his eyeballs rolling around frantically.
The corners of his mouth hung with a punchable, evil smile that said “I know your secret but I just won’t tell you”.
With his hands tucked in front of his chest, a frivolous step, and matching that frail little body, the whole person exuded an extreme sense of “sneakiness”.
If this were walking on a real-life street, with his shifty-eyed appearance like this, as long as he stood next to an electric scooter, enthusiastic citizens would definitely dial 110 within three minutes.
“Holy shit!”
Passing Pure Love God of War stepped back in fright, “Malou, your style is too illegal!
Looking at your face, it’s at least a three-year sentence starting, with no upper limit!”
Malou proudly raised his chin, and as a result of this movement, that shifty temperament became even more obvious.
“This is called hiding one’s brilliance in the marketplace!”
“But truth be told, the eye-tracking of this game is too perverted.
I just glanced sideways casually in reality, and the system forcefully rendered that soul-level wretchedness perfectly, hehehe…”
“Will you hurry up and shut up!”
Ji Luo facepalmed, “With that smile of yours, I even want to check if my shorts are still there.”
After bantering with Malou, the three finally focused their gazes on Ji Luo.
Malou glanced at the ID above his head, then looked him up and down, and suddenly widened his eyes.
“Holy shit, Bigshot, why did you even change your game ID?”
“Ji Li turned into Ji Luo?”
And what shocked Malou even more was…
The high-tier pro player who directed them to trap monsters and position themselves in the church last night, and analyzed the BOSS post-recovery frames, actually created a face that looked at most eighteen years old today!
Neat and clean short black spiky hair, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, with a sunny smile at the corners of his mouth.
This is clearly the appearance of a male lead in an anime who can go straight to save the world in the first episode!
“No way, bro, isn’t your contrast a bit too big?”
Passing Pure Love God of War pointed at Ji Luo with heartbroken grief:
“Seeing you arrange tactics so steadily and experienced yesterday, I thought you were at least in your thirties in reality and a veteran hardcore player!”
Malou also leaned over, staring shily at Ji Luo: “Understood, completely understood.”
“An uncle picking his feet in reality, creating an 18-year-old fresh meat face in the game—this is called an old bull pretending to be tender grass, getting ready to trick naive little girls into cyber-dating in the game, right?”
“Hiss…
Bro, you’re really shameless!”
Even the honest Bigshot sighed and said earnestly: “Old Ji, the internet is all virtual, cyber-dating water is too deep, you can’t handle it.”