The night was blurry, there were a few pedestrians on the road, and in a small alley next to the road, there were suddenly bursts of screams and swearing.

"Oh, I'll go, Nima, who's beating me?" Ding He felt a burst of sound from his body, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he smashed a fist head-on, hitting his right eye, and the pain made Ding He grin and scolded loudly.

"It's a good thing to disturb my brothers, it's so hard!" The leader of the one, the young man with yellow hair, kicked Ding He hard, scolded and scolded in his mouth, and shouted loudly at several other people who were doing it together, "Beat, beat me hard!"

"Oh, who are you?" Ding He was beaten in a daze, completely unaware of what was going on, he was obviously playing PUBG at home, why did he suddenly come here and be beaten by this group of thugs?

Several thugs were young and vigorous, and they didn't take it lightly at all, and they were ruthless to Ding He. After a while, Ding He couldn't get up anymore, and he didn't know what was under him, so he passed out while holding it.

In the First People's Hospital of Pujiang Province, there was silence in the ward, only the "dripping" of medical equipment from time to time.

"Water ......" I don't know how long later, a hoarse and weak shout came.

"It's coming, the water is coming!" a pleasant voice came, and I saw a girl in a pale yellow dress, holding a glass of warm water in her hand, to the hospital bed.

Feeling a trace of warmth on the side of his mouth, Ding He swallowed heavily, moistening his dry throat, and because he drank too quickly, a lot of water flowed down the corners of his mouth. After drinking more than half a glass of water in one go, Ding He stopped and slowly opened his eyes.

"Oops!" The light was too dazzling, Ding He exclaimed and closed his eyes again. After a long while, Ding He adjusted to the light from between his fingers before he opened his eyes again.

"Great, you're finally awake!" the girl in the pale yellow dress looked at Ding He in surprise and said excitedly.

"May I ask where this is?" Ding He looked confused, looked at this beautiful girl, and asked confusedly.

"This is the hospital! I'm Zheng Xiaomin!" the girl looked at Ding He excitedly, and her voice trembled slightly because of excitement.

"That...... Comrade Zheng Xiaomin, I want to ask why I am in the hospital?" Ding He felt as if he had fallen apart, his whole body ached, and he asked weakly.

"It's all my fault, it's all because of me!" Speaking of this, Zheng Xiaomin's face faded with excitement, revealing a guilty expression, and said in a low voice, "I quarreled with my mother that night......

After listening to Zheng Xiaomin's narration, Ding He figured out what happened, it turned out that that night, on his way back to the rental house, he met Zheng Xiaomin, who had run away from home, and was being bullied by a few hooligans. I couldn't look past it, so I went up to help, but was beaten by the other party.

Fortunately, Zheng Xiaomin's family called the police, and the police looked for Zheng Xiaomin everywhere, and happened to find this scene, and Ding He was rescued by the police. But Ding He was even more confused, didn't he stock up on manuscripts at home? Why did he suddenly get to the alley?

"Ah...... It hurts, my head hurts......" Just thinking about it, Ding He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been cut with a knife, and let out a terrible scream.

"Doctor, doctor, come on......" Ding He had a splitting headache, and when he heard Zheng Xiaomin's nervous shouts, he lost consciousness.

In a coma, Ding He had a long dream, he became a baby, grew up under the care of his parents, from kindergarten to primary school, to junior high school, high school, and finally approached Pujiang Provincial Drama Academy. After graduation, I went to be an extra, and I couldn't see any hope of getting ahead.

"It's so real, it feels the same as the real thing!" When the dream was over, Ding He felt trapped in the dark, thinking back to the dream just now, and sighed to himself.

"Didi, detect that the host is mentally stable, suitable for binding, binding is complete!" suddenly an electronic synthesized sound came out.

Ding He was startled, creepy, and asked in a panic, "Who? Who is talking?"

"Drop!Vector condition scan, start binding...... Hello, host!" the synthesized voice came again.

"What the hell, who's talking?" Ding He heard the other party's voice again, and the dark place around him was too penetrating.

"I'm right in front of you!oh, yes!" the synth suddenly said with some annoyance, "I forgot you couldn't see me!"

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Ding He asked with a trembling voice.

"I'm not human!" the synthesized voice continued after a pause as if thinking. When Ding He heard this, he was startled, and the hairs on his body stood up.

"Of course, I'm not a ghost!" the synthesizer said again.

When Ding He heard this, he let go of the fear in his heart a little, but when he thought about it, something was wrong. The other party is not a human, not a ghost, so what is the other party? Patiently panicked in his heart, Ding He continued to ask: "It's not a human, it's not a ghost, so what is it?"

"Introduce yourself! In the words of the earth, I am your golden finger to help you become a big winner in life!" the synthesizer introduced himself again.

"Goldfinger?life winner?" Ding He felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and said in surprise.

The electronic synthesized voice said proudly, "That's right, this system is a star cultivation system, and the host conditions match 61.7%, barely meeting the conditions!

"Wait!What system are you?" Ding He couldn't believe it, could it be that he couldn't come and run at the right time, and asked again uncertainly.

"This system is a star cultivation system! In order to avoid energy consumption, this system will communicate with the host for brain waves, and can only turn on the primary function!" As soon as the sound of the system fell, it disappeared.

"System?star cultivation system?You come out, system?" No matter how Ding He shouted, he couldn't contact the other party anymore. Could it be that I was dreaming just now, no, I was dreaming!

Just when Ding He thought it was a dream and was already dead, a familiar and friendly electronic synthesized voice came again: "Drop! Congratulations on positive energy +2!"

"What the hell is positive energy?" Ding He heard that the system appeared again, and before he had time to get excited, he was confused by what positive energy.

"Positive energy is the energy of positive emotions, the energy required for the system to maintain its operation, and the energy required for the growth of the host!" explained Ding He in a synthesized voice.

"Oh! Where did the positive emotional energy come from?" Ding He didn't know anything about the system, so he could only ask again.

"From Zheng Xiaomin's positive energy +2!" the system replied again.

Ding He asked one question after another, and finally figured out the basic content of his current situation and system. He became a member of the crossing army and came to a parallel world, and when the soul traveled through the atmosphere, the star cultivation system was bound by chance.

The world and the earth were in the same history before the Qing Dynasty, but the Qing Dynasty did not successfully invade, and the Ming Dynasty lasted for more than a thousand years. During the Ming Dynasty, capitalism sprouted and developed, leading to the bourgeois revolution and finally the establishment of the Chinese Democratic Republic. As a result of the change of history, many things on the original earth have changed.

The star development system Earth Future, which records all the cultural and entertainment works on the earth, as well as the skills required by stars. Of course, all this is not given for free, and it needs to be exchanged for energy by the host. Energy comes from emotions and is divided into positive and negative emotional energy, which also has different effects. After Ding He finished chatting with the system, he was sent out by the system and came to his senses.

"Great, you're awake!" Ding He opened his eyes and saw Zheng Xiaomin with an excited face.

"What year is it now?" Ding He opened his eyes and asked in the first sentence.

"Republic 394!" Zheng Xiaomin was a little puzzled, but still replied.

"Republican...... Republic!" Ding He sighed and muttered to himself. This time, Ding He completely believed what the system said, and he did cross over.

"Awake?" suddenly came the voice of a sleepy woman.

Ding He looked up and saw a beautiful woman dressed in plain clothes, yawning lazily, getting up and walking over.

"It's my mother! It was my mother who kept vigil last night!" Zheng Xiaomin stepped aside from the bed and let her mother come over.

"Child, thank you so much!" Zheng Xiaomin's mother said in a gentle voice, her eyes were slightly red, and she said gratefully, "If it weren't for you, Xiaomin, she ...... I...... I can't think of it!"

"Auntie, you are too polite! This is all as it should be, whoever sees it will do the same!" Ding He couldn't see a woman crying, bowed slightly, and said politely to Zheng Xiaomin's mother.

"Thank you, thanks to you!" Zheng Xiaomin, who was on the side, also said very gratefully.

"You're welcome, it's all as it should be!" Ding He scratched his head and said a little embarrassed.

"Child, you can't say that! For Xiaomin's sake, you're still covered in injuries!" Zheng Xiaomin's mother was very reasonable and kept thanking her.

"Xiaomin, this child is naughty, and you will be guilty!" Zheng Xiaomin's mother said, glaring at Zheng Xiaomin on the side, before continuing, "You saved Xiaomin's child, and I don't know how to thank you?

Ding He looked at the stack of red money, hesitated for a moment, but immediately controlled his greed, and sternly refused: "Auntie, this is not good! Helpfulness is deserved, I accepted your money, what am I to become?"

Xiaomin's mother handed over the money and said very sincerely: "This child, this is what you deserve! If it weren't for you, Xiaomin would really have unimaginable consequences!"

"No, Auntie, I definitely can't accept this money!" Ding He kept refusing.

"Brother, you can take it! If it weren't for you, I'd ...... right now. Probably ...... now Woo...... "Zheng Xiaomin thought of that night, if it wasn't for Ding He's rescue, he might have been ruined by a few hooligans and would have lived without a face.

"Really no, Auntie! I didn't save Xiaomin to make you thankful! After receiving this money, what's going on?" Ding He waved his hands and didn't accept the money handed over.

"Count you kid sensible! Which green onion are you? This is Lao Tzu's daughter's money, and it can only be spent by Lao Tzu!" A man's voice came suddenly.