C1 Freshmen.

Dongfang Qingyu quietly knelt in front of the grave for three days and two nights. His foster mother, who was not even forty years old, had fallen ill due to exhaustion. She had been short of nutrition and money for treatment for a long time. She finally died of illness in the hospital three days ago. According to the rules of the village, her closest relative had to be filial to the deceased's grave for three days and three nights.

Three days had passed, except for a younger cousin who delivered three meals a day. Not a single relative came to pay their respect. From the time his mother passed away until now, Dongfang Qingyu didn't say a word, nor did he shed a single tear. He had lived a tough life since he was young. He was used to the coldness and warmth of the world. Tears could not solve problems. He was no longer angry, sad, and disappointed that no relatives came to visit him. His legs were numb, but his back was straight.

The star of the east had finally disappeared, and a glimmer of light lit up. Dongfang Qingyu got up. His thin body swayed a few times. It seemed like he was about to fall down, but he didn't fall down in the end. Starting from being sensible, He helped his mother work, do chores, and do manual labor. Although his was thin, his body very tough, just like his personality. The reason why his body was thin was because he lacked nutrition for a long time. He looked at his mother's profile picture again. His mother's kind gaze was like the morning wind that kept blowing on him. He resolutely turned around and left.

He no longer had a mother. His only house was also sold to raise medical expenses. He no longer had any relatives. There was nothing worth remembering. Dongfang Qingyu stepped onto the only road to leave the village. This was also the decision he had made in the past three days.

A month later, Dongfang Qingyu arrived at GZ City. Along the way, he earned 128 yuan by collecting mineral water bottles, scrap metal, paper, etc. He bought some food and after paying 100 yuan of rent, he got a small basement that couldn't be any smaller. In this city, which had an average spending of over 8,000 yuan a month, It was simply impossible for him to rent a house for 100 yuan. However, the owner of this house used to be a waste collector. In addition, Dongfang Qingyu agreed to clean up the trash downstairs twice a day for free every morning and night. Things that were impossible to do became possible.

The basement was rectangular, and only an iron bed could be put down. Apart from that, there wasn't even a small table here. There were no windows here. There was no bathroom, not even a door. Because the aisle was narrow, the door could not be opened. There was a bed inside, and the door could not be pushed in. So there was no door. There was only a simple curtain made of tattered cloth, dividing the world in half. A incandescent lamp illuminated every corner of the room. Although this room was looked down upon by other people, tt was incomparably warm To Dongfang Qingyu.

Dongfang Qingyu carried the grey sack and walked a few streets in a row. He only picked up a dozen or so mineral water bottles, and couldn't help but become somewhat anxious. In another half an hour, it would be dawn. After dawn, A scavenger like him was not allowed to appear here. Today was the second month since he arrived in GZ City. After paying the rent yesterday, he drifted for a bit longer. In the end, something unfortunate happened. The remaining money was snatched away by the local snake, Black Tiger. He had been hungry for the whole day, and even now, his stomach was still growling. When he came out, he had a stomach full of water. But it was useless. If he didn't get anything today, he probably wouldn't have the strength to go out tomorrow.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of looking for other jobs. But if he wanted to go to the construction site to move bricks, he would need an introduction from someone he knew. Otherwise, he wouldn't be allowed to enter. The construction site was all contracted by contractors, and they had their own set of people. They would not easily hire strangers. If he wanted to go to the restaurant to wash dishes, he needed a health certificate. The cost of going to the physical examination was not something he could afford. If he wanted to be a supermarket clerk, he needed a residence permit. He only had his identification card. After many failed job searches, he chose this most helpless profession.

Suddenly, an item on the ground in front of him shone under the light of the street lamp, emitting a silver light. This light was not like the reflection of aluminum alloy or other metals. It gave off a strange feeling. Dongfang Qingyu frowned and walked over. He suddenly stopped in his tracks. Then, a trace of excitement flashed across his eyes. It was a coin. A coin worth one yuan was inserted into the cracked road. He almost jumped forward and grabbed the coin. He needed at least 38 bottles of mineral water to exchange for one coin. This coin was equivalent to his workload for at least an hour.

At this time, the breakfast seller had already started working. Dongfang Qingyu, however, did not dare to buy anything here. The cheapest buns were worth one yuan each. He didn't want to waste the hard-earned coins. He walked towards the shed area. That was the place where the workers were piled up. Half an hour later, he arrived at a simple breakfast shed.

He spent fifty cents on a bun. He used the other fifty cents to buy a bottle of mineral water. If it wasn't for the fact that he would have a stomachache every time he drank tap water, he really wouldn't want to waste the remaining fifty cents. How good would that be if he exchanged it for a white steamed bun? However, if someone dared to drink the water from the GZ City continuously, that person would definitely be tired of living. When the tap water was boiled and drank, there was a strong smell. Dongfang Qingyu, who had no money, did not have a heater.

He ate half of the mantou and stopped. The remaining half was to be eaten at night. He was used to having two meals a day, or even one meal a day. In one breath, he poured the mineral water into his stomach. He was just about to stuff the bottle into the snakeskin sack. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw two rows of red words written at the bottom of the lid. He took a closer look and saw that it was a winning message: Special Award, Reward: Cosmos helmet. Dongfang Qingyu was stunned, and his mind went blank. It took him a while to slowly regain his consciousness. The muscles on his face trembled unnaturally. He seemed happy and nervous. He also seemed to be afraid. He stared at the lid several times to confirm that everything was real.

He won the prize, he really won the prize!

A one in a billion chance had fallen on him. Although he lived by picking up trash, he still understood Cosmos. The streets, the billboards, the newspapers, and the TV were all filled with advertisements every day. As long as one was on Earth, there was no one who didn't know about Cosmos. The advertisements that were bombarding them were already annoying. Dongfang Qingyu only knew that Cosmos was too far away from him. It was only because of this that he subconsciously ignored it.

Cosmos was a game developed by more than 150 countries in the world at the cost of trillions of dollars. It was 99. 99% realistic. It was said by the officials of the game. Cosmos was connected to a certain sub-space in the universe, and it was full of mystery and fantasy. As ordinary people, they couldn't tell whether all of this were true or false. However, any player that had experienced it all praised this game. They called it a historical reformation, the best game in history.

No one knew how long the internal testing of Cosmos had been going on. The official launch time was six months ago. According to the official data, there were about 1 / 15 of the 15 billion people in the world playing this game. And this number was increasing at an astonishing rate every day. As for this number, Dongfang Qingyu had some doubts. Not to mention the countryside, even in the city, there were also many people who worked hard every day for the sake of a meager salary. How could there be so many people playing games? Wasn't this a lie? However, when he thought about it, the number of users of a certain social chat software was close to five billion. He seemed to feel that it was normal again.

It was now 2080, and it had entered a high-tech era. Many traditional handicraft industries were replaced by machines. The difference between the rich and the poor in society was also increasing. White collar workers, gold collar workers, CEO, etc. They worked 4 to 6 hours a day, and they worked 3 days a week. Blue collar worker worked 6 to 8 hours a day, and they worked four days a week. Ordinary workers basically have no changes, just like decades ago. They worked eight to ten hours a day, and worked five days a week. Of course, these were people who worked. There were also some descendants of officials and wealthy families. These people did not need to work. Their daily task was to play, eat, drink, and have fun. Because their fathers had earned them an endless amount of wealth. Even if they spent their entire lives eating and drinking, they wouldn't be able to use up this amount of wealth.

In the beginning, the purpose of Cosmos was to serve this kind of people. It was only to prevent them from harming society. But they didn't expect that after the development of the game, it had a new breakthrough and it would become a nationwide game. This game did not limit sex, age, anyone could play as long as they were human.

As a young man, he naturally developed curiosity and yearning for the game. But the reason why he suppressed his thoughts was because of the game helmet. One needed to use the game helmet as a medium to enter Cosmos. In order to serve different people, a high and low level game helmet was set. The price of a normal helmet was 8888 yuan, and a middle-class helmet was 88888 yuan. The high-end helmet was 88,888 yuan. It was said that there was a top Medium that was even more expensive than a game helmet, Game Chamber. However, the officials did not give a detailed introduction, and it was just a discussion among the people.

The game currency of Cosmos and the real world currency could be exchanged freely. 1 diamond coin was equivalent to 1000 crystal coins, 1 crystal coin was equivalent to 1000 gold coins. 1 gold coin was 100 silver coins, 1 silver coin was 1000 copper coins. 1 copper coin was equal to 1 cent. (Note: RMB is the only universal currency in the world. The charm of a currency was needless to say. Because of the appearance of Cosmos, professional player's number had increased from 20 million to 70 million. And this number was still increasing at an astonishing rate every day. As for the game workers, it was no longer possible to calculate the number.

The first time Dongfang Qingyu saw the advertisement introducing that Cosmos could earn money, he was filled with envy for a few days. He also fantasized about it for a few days. However, his thoughts were ruthlessly cut off by the high price of the 8888 yuan game helmet. He didn't expect that at the most unintentional moment, the heavens made a joke for him, giving him a chance to have a game dream.

In the game helmet sales hall, after staff and the customers looked at him with disdain and surprise, Dongfang Qingyu, who was dressed in old white clothes, didn't say a word. He just quietly took out a bottle of mineral water. The whole hall was filled with exclamations. When everyone saw the words on the lid, three words appeared in their minds: He was lucky.

He could win the prize even if there was only a one in a billion chance. He was indeed very lucky. Wahaha Mineral Water only managed to get three blank game helmets. In the past six months, they had produced countless mineral water. Including the stock from before. Mineral water had a shelf life of six months, which was equivalent to picking three out of the total amount of mineral water in a year. It was terrifying just thinking about this probability of winning the prize.

Although staff was envious and jealous, he didn't dare to play any small tricks. He honestly exchanged the game helmet with Dongfang Qingyu. What made Dongfang Qingyu a little disappointed was that he originally thought the special prize was a high-end game helmet, but he did not expect it to be a low-level game helmet. The so-called special prize was just an award, not a high-end game helmet.

Under the passionate gazes, Dongfang Qingyu left with the helmet.