Chapter 141 YGGDRASIL

A few months later,Rumors spread that any gangsters or gangs appearing in the premises of a ghost building would die and commit suicide because there are ghosts living inside.

The building Eero was living in was titled the 'Ghost Building,' and as time passed, more and more outrageous ghost stories spread. They didn't know that behind all these rumors and stories was a small six-year-old child.

Eero used his talent and came up with such an outrageous idea.

He camouflaged, 3D printing the doors and windows of his apartment. They looked similar to other unbuilt apartments in the building from a distance.

Slowly, he killed a few gangsters and frightened those interested individuals who walked up to his floor by throwing their corpses outside, reinforcing the rumors.

Now, because of the rumors, the whole building truly became an abandoned building, with no one living inside, not even those beggars. Even the surrounding premises were emptied by people.

Eero sighed in relief, sitting inside his apartment. He was already on the verge of going berserk because of constant trouble a few days ago, and now, rarely anyone visited the building.

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Few more months passed.

Finally, police patrol appeared in the surrounding premises of the building to find out the cause of missing gangsters and the deaths that happened in the building. Someone reported the incident.

Seven-year-old Eero stood among the spectators outside the building behind the police vehicles, holding a one-year-old baby girl in his arms. Both were wearing full-face masks.

Eero watched the officers searching the whole building thoughtfully. 'I thought they would arrive a few days after I destroyed that gang. I didn't expect them to appear nine months later. I wonder if it weren't for the death of the biggest drug supplier in this area that I killed, they wouldn't even pay attention to this area outside the metropolis city. That drug supplier was probably paying off every security department here. They are here because their father is dead and no one will pay them pocket money, Just how degraded this country has become?'

Observing the beggars and spectators around, Eero reflected, 'The people living here and in those high-rise cities, how different is their life as if sky and land. I can't help them even if I want to. They have become accustomed to such a life. If I try to help them and change them, they would attack me instead and want everything I have. This has become the nature of humans in this world: extremely selfish and self-centered. There is no benefit or positivity in helping them.'

Eero shook his head and sighed. A few days ago, he helped an old beggar by giving him bread and water, and after a few hours, he was found dead. Someone killed him and took away the bread and water.

"Bla Bli Ay Yo be bere," Ada's babbling sounded moving her hand pointing at the building.

Eero snapped out of his thoughts, glanced at Ada expressing something in her language, and smiled happily.

"You are right that was our home, my princess," he said, pecking her cheek.

Then, he glanced at all the officers moving around in the building, turned, and left, walking toward another abandoned building direction.

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Three years passed.

In an abandoned building top floor,

Inside one of the apartment, which is completely different from the tattered apartment's around.

Early morning,

Eero lay on a bed sleeping, and instantly, a small figure appeared, grabbing a fluffy bear doll larger than her size.

She was a small baby girl about four years old, with a wheatish complexion. Her facial features were extremely cute, resembling a mix of Asian with a round, chubby face. She had light brown pupils and dark brown hair, destined to become a beauty in her own way when she grows up.

She climbed onto the bed silently, wriggling through the blanket, and lying down, closed her eyes cutely and sensibly.

Eero opened one eye, glanced at her, smiled, then sat up, went to take a shower, and prepared breakfast.

After a while he appeared, started waking her up, he said, "Ada, get up and eat breakfast."

Seeing her sitting up with a drowsy face, he smiled and continued, "Come on, you have to brush your teeth first before you eat breakfast," Eero said, then scratched her nose.

She nodded calmly in return. Eero helped her brushing her teeth, let her sit on the dining chair, and started feeding her. While eating breakfast himself, Eero glanced at her and sighed thoughtfully. 'I didn't expect her to grow up so quiet and calm. It's probably because of me. I always like to stay calm and silent, which affected her nature and character.'

After breakfast,

Eero let her play with robots and watch anime. He appeared inside his room, looking at the headgear, screens, and gaming setup around. This setup doesn't belong to this world but is from some high-tech dimension. It was imagined and realized by him.

He wore the headgear and ordered, "Connect to the link."

Instantly, his consciousness was transferred through the link, and he appeared in the special space, looking at the game's icons around.

He glanced at Yggdrasill with a smaller Beta icon in the corner and clicked to start the game. He was the beta player of this game because he hacked the game servers and added himself as a beta player.

YGGDRASIL is a fictional online game, a DMMO-RPG developed in Japan. It is not released yet and will officially release in this year 2126 AD, and will be online for the next 12 years before its servers would be closed.

Eero had been playing this game a year in advance. When he was nine, he was able to realize high-quality products, so he realized the headgear and high-tech gaming system and server.

After entering the game, Eero appeared in a green field. He selected the human race as the beta player, but he is going to select another race when the official version is released.


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