"Where am I?"

The icy sea water slapped against his face, and he was caught off guard, and the fishy and salty sea water poured into his mouth, and Roger almost suffocated, and he paddled his body hard.

The dark sea is stormy.

"Is it a dream?"

"I remember rowing around the Skelliger Islands in the game, how did I get to such a place in the blink of an eye?"

"It's not like you're in the world of the game, is it?"

Roger looked horrified.

You must know that the game world he is immersed in is unproductive, and most importantly, all kinds of monsters emerge one after another, and where can there be more than Coke fried chicken and video games in that world.

Although he didn't know what was going on, the cold water and the real touch reminded Roger that everything in front of him was real.

The wind and rain obscured his vision, and Roger could only vaguely see a little light in the distance, and he didn't care about anything else, he mustered up the only strength he had left and swam forward.

Click!

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and the waves almost stunned him, but fortunately he was heading in the same direction as the wind, otherwise he would not have been able to get close to the light in the distance even if he swam to death in this environment.

Finally, before his strength was completely exhausted, Roger was washed up on the shore with the waves, and in the darkness he seemed to hit a rock, and suddenly the sky spun around, and he fell headlong on the beach.

His head was groggy, he struggled to get up but couldn't, a figure appeared in the darkness, Roger tried to open his eyes wide, and stretched out his right hand for help.

Then the uncontrollable exhaustion welled up in his heart, and his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

Before he fell unconscious, he saw a shotgun in the other person's hand and a shiny harpoon hanging from his waist!

…………

The showers are beginning to clear.

The sun rises over the coastline, illuminating the island as it washes away by the torrential rain.

It didn't take long for Roger to wake up and he was sure of one thing.

He crossed over by himself, and he didn't know where he was, but it was clear that his current body did not belong to him.

"Was it a sudden death overnight?"

Truth be told, Roger didn't even know what had happened, he sat up and looked around until he saw some slightly outdated modern facilities before quietly breathing a sigh of relief.

"At least it's a modern civilized society."

The surrounding space is not large, and all kinds of items are piled up on top of each other, making it look like a warehouse.

His head was simply bandaged, and at this time, except for some drowsiness, there was no major problem, but his stomach was empty, and he couldn't lift his strength.

Roger was thinking about something when suddenly there was a creaking sound of footsteps from the spiral staircase above.

Immediately afterwards, a burly white man with thick hair and a messy beard walked down with a plate.

"Thank you for saving me last night."

Roger spoke.

But a mouth surprised him, a fluent English spit out of his mouth, in his previous life, his English level was acceptable, but he could barely communicate with foreigners, but he could never speak as fluently as now, and even had a little local accent.

Boom!

The white man placed the plate on the table.

The thick beard obscured most of his face, making it impossible to tell how old he was, but judging by the exposed skin, he should be 40 years old.

Regularly engaged in manual labor, he appeared incredibly strong, like an adult and a child compared to Roger's current body.

"Get out of here when you're done!"

The big man's voice was as cold as a stone in the sea.

Roger was a little embarrassed and tried to ask but was choked, but he was really hungry at this time, and picked up the food on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth frantically.

Dahan didn't leave, just stood in front of the stairs, looking at Roger with a blank face.

With a slight cushion in his stomach, the hunger subsided a little, and Roger squeezed out a smile again.

"Thank you for saving me, my name is Roger, what about you?"

“Roger?”

The expression on Dahan's face changed slightly, "This is really a nasty name. ”

"It seems that your father really expects a lot from you by giving you this name."

Roger looked embarrassed.

This is naturally his real name, but the word Roger sounds somewhat similar to Roger, and Roger......

It means something indescribable with someone, cough, between a man and a woman......

It is also said to refer to a certain posture.

"Haha."

Roger smiled awkwardly, but with this little episode, it also shortened the distance between the two sides.

"Where is this?"

Roger asked.

"An island."

The man replied firmly, and at that moment there seemed to be some noise from upstairs, and the man's expression changed.

"Are you done eating?"

"Hurry up and leave when you're done!"

He pulled Roger out of bed almost roughly, and then pushed Roger downstairs, the guy had a lot of strength, and Roger estimated that if he was a little slower, he would probably be waiting for him with a fist.

Roger, who was confused, was pushed out of the door by the other party, and only then did he realize that the room he was in was the first floor of the lighthouse, and after stepping out of the iron door, a beautiful island appeared in front of him.

The lush trees, the blue water in the distance and the horizon connected with each other, which made Roger, who had been living in the steel jungle in his previous life, feel a little better.

"Wait!"

The man gave Roger a, then closed the iron door, and when he came out a little later, he already had an extra luggage roll in his hand.

"Follow me!"

Locking the iron door and sling the key around his neck, the man dragged Roger into the distance.

The island was not large, and in the center stood the white lighthouse that he had just stepped out of, and the walls of the lighthouse had fallen off, apparently for some years.

How could anyone live in a place where such birds don't poop?

Although he was puzzled, Roger didn't dare to ask more when he first arrived, so he could only follow the man forward.

They were on a higher position at this time, and from here they could see most of the island, the whole island was not very large, only about a few kilometers, and before he could take a closer look, Roger was urged by the man to the edge of a small forest.

In the clearing in front of the woods was a somewhat dilapidated log cabin.

Stuffed it into Roger's hand, "You'll live here from now on." ”

"I'll prepare some food for you when you go back, don't run around, the climate here is changeable, don't go to the beach at night."

As if knowing what Roger was going to ask, the man continued, "The storm has cut off communications at sea. ”

"But there will be a supply ship ashore in a month, and I'll let you know when the time comes, so you can leave by boat."

After saying that, the man left without looking back.

Roger stood stunned, forgetting to thank him and ask some questions.

Because in front of his eyes, a strange line of text appeared.

"Discover a dilapidated seaside hut, whether to assimilate or not."

"After success, you won't be able to migrate until the next upgrade."

I rubbed it, this is the legendary crossing of the golden finger?