The sky is blue and the sky is clear.

In an English-style building on Slering Street in London, a boy sitting on the edge of a bed is staring blankly at his hands.

Zhang Xiaoliang looked at his hands that had been reduced by more than double and sighed, not long ago he was helping a doctor cut his appendix on the operating table, but he never thought that the hospital circuit was aging and there was a fire.

"Damn old yellow monster, run fast. Zhang Xiaoliang gritted his teeth a little.

The old monster Huang was the attending physician at the time, and when he heard the siren and saw the smoke billowing outside, he ran away without looking back, shouting "Run, run!" as he ran.

Only the stunned Zhang Xiaoliang and the patient who had just been taken out of the appendix and fell into a coma, in desperation, he could only push the hospital bed to escape, and finally they were smoked to death.

"It's fine. Zhang Xiaoliang, who came back to his senses, looked around and muttered. I understand that I have crossed over, I was an orphan in my last life, I grew up in an orphanage, and I have been admitted to university with the support of the state, and finally chose the nursing major.

I thought it was an iron job job, but I did dirty and tiring work, and finally died in the fire.

"I'm sacrificing my life. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoliang slowly got up from the bed, frowned, and his head still ached. The fusion of two souls still has sequelae. The memory of a nine-year-old boy in his soul is also blurred, and the boy's name is Canaan, born in London, England, to a middle-class family.

His father was Lincoln Bryan, a well-known local priest, and his mother, Helen Blaine, was a physician at a nearby Wellington hospital, and he heard that he had a good income.

"Canaan, come down and eat. A crisp female voice came from downstairs.

"Got it, Mom. Zhang Liang didn't think about it anymore, accepted his new identity, and quickly got up from the bed.

If you come, you will be safe, and you will be Canaan Blaine in the future.

"Oh" stepped on the wooden stairs, Canaan slowly descended the stairs, and saw the man at the dinner table, quickly merging with the figure in his memory. Dressed in a bright suit, with golden oily hair, a thin body, and a handsome face, it looks a little majestic.

"Good morning, Dad. ”

"Good morning, Canaan, your mother has made your favorite French breakfast. Lincoln took a large bite of the butter-dipped croissant, his voice a little muffled.

When Canaan heard the French breakfast, his body instinctively resisted, and he didn't have time to think about it. His father yelled again.

"I still have work to do later, so remember to go to school after breakfast and listen to your mother. Lincoln shoved the last loaf of bread in his hand and took another long sip of milk.

"Okay, Dad. Canaan nodded obediently.

"Why are you in such a hurry, you don't eat together. Mom, who had just come out of the kitchen, said dissatisfied. She has bright brown black hair tied into a ponytail, and her face reveals the beauty of a combination of Chinese and Western cultures, and she is a mixed-race beauty. Canaan had heard that his maternal grandfather was Chinese, but he had never seen him.

"Alright, alright, not next time. Lincoln said hurriedly, his tone full of perfunctory. As he spoke, the two snuggled up to each other and whispered.

Canaan looked at it a few times and felt a little abusive, so he ignored it and concentrated on the food in front of him.

At this time!

A "ding!" interrupted Canaan's resentment over food.

I saw four big blue characters "Altar of the Heavens" appear in my mind, and then a round and simple altar appeared, followed by a string of words.

Altar of the Heavens:

Number of sacrifices: 1

Personal Belongings: None

"Damn!" Canaan silently recited a national curse in his heart, his face a little excited.

The cheat has arrived!

Canaan looked up at his parents and found that they were still there, a little speechless, and he didn't notice his abnormality. He no longer cared about the food in front of him, drank milk in a big gulp, hurriedly stuffed a few slices of bread, picked up his schoolbag and said hello to his parents and went out of the house.

After waiting at the platform at the intersection, Canaan got on the school bus, most of the children on the bus were also children of the same age, each carrying a school bag, full of vitality, he found a back seat and quickly sat down.

Thomas Battersea Preparatory Primary School, a well-known private primary school in London, I heard that the Queen and the Prince also attended this primary school. Canaan didn't know if it was true or not, and now he was lying in his chair a little bored, listening to the teacher teach him the addition formula.

Looking at the blue altar that came to mind, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He studied it for a long time, but the golden finger in his mind didn't give him the slightest reaction.

"Since it's called the Altar of the Heavens, it should be able to get items from other worlds, but it's also an altar, so it has to be sacrificed?" Canaan guessed.

The class time was short, and soon it was noon, and a buffet lunch was served in the school cafeteria. Canaan deliberately picked a piece of steak and ate it with relish.

After school, Canaan hurried home, saw his mother busy in the kitchen, said hello, went to the bedroom, locked the door, and closed the curtains.

Canaan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, slowed down, looked at the altar in his mind, and whispered, "Sacrifice!"

I was afraid that the impact of the sacrifice would be too great, so I endured it at school.

"No response!" Canaan looked around and licked his dry lips, a little anxious.

After thinking about it, Canaan came to the desk, opened a book pressed at the bottom, and pulled out a wad of bills, the bits and pieces of which added up to 40 pounds. This is the pocket money that his predecessor has accumulated over the years.

Canaan was a little unsure, after all, the pounds were his most valuable item.

"Try it, it's all I have. It's going to be successful!" Canaan calmed down and whispered, "Sacrifice!".

A pillar of blue light rose from the center of the altar in his mind, and after a while, the banknote in Canaan's hand also dissipated with the blue light.

"Ding! Extract the Mystery Box*1!" came a mechanical voice in his ears.

I saw that the blue light on the altar gradually disappeared, and a palm-sized delicate gift box appeared on the altar. At this time, the words in my mind also changed.

Altar of the Heavens:

Number of sacrifices allowed: 0

Personal Item: Mysterious Small Gift Box (Birthday gift from the Immortal King of the East of the Savage Realm to the unknown fairy) [Extractable]

Canaan was a little excited, there was something about this altar, although it was only three lines of text, but there was also an introduction to the items. And looking at this introduction, Dongwang Xianjun! I'm afraid it's not an ordinary person, and the gift should not be bad.

"Extraction!" Canaan said silently. Immediately, a faint blue light appeared in front of him, dragging the mysterious small gift box in the air, and Canaan immediately caught it with both hands.

The gift box is made of gold and wood, some of which are quite heavy, exuding bursts of fragrance, and the outside is also carved with a hollow fairy relief, which looks very exquisite.

Canaan stroked the wooden box, smelling the fragrance that was in the air, and looking forward to what was inside.

After calming down a little, he opened the small gift box without hesitation.

"What is this?"

Canaan was a little confused. I saw a neatly stacked pink garment in the box, and when I opened it, I saw that it was triangular, and this was a small Nene!!

He was really stunned, and his brain was a little down for a while.

"What kind of barbarian realm is popular to send this?" Canaan, who had previously fantasized about cultivating immortal cheats and elixirs, was a little crying and laughing. Fortunately, after the cultural edification of the 21st century, Canaan, who is relatively receptive, can only acquiesce to this fact.

The pink inner is embroidered with golden veins, and the touch is delicate, like a girl's smooth skin. Canaan fiddled with his hands for a while, "Bells and whistles!",

He is still a little unwilling, why did this golden finger give him a little Nene, how did this let him gallop in the new world and go to the peak of life?

He looked at the words in his head again.

Altar of the Heavens:

Number of sacrifices allowed: 0

Personal Belongings: None

How do I get this number of sacrifices, and does the thing I get have anything to do with the things I sacrificed?

Canaan guessed. I am a little puzzled, and this gold finger is too simple, and there are no rules for using it, only bare three-line words. 、

"System, system elves, altar out, sacrifice again!" There was only echo in the empty room, nothing happened. After trying many methods, Canaan had to give up what seemed to others to be foolish.

After dinner, Canaan conducted an in-depth study of the small inner nei he obtained, and found that in addition to being beautifully made, this small inner was invulnerable.

Yes, he also deliberately tried it with a match, but the cloth was fine, and the burning match was extinguished. Putting it into the water, Xiao Nene did not sink, but floated on the surface of the water, and the surface seemed to be isolated by a layer of substance.

"Good stuff, a bit of a pity. Canaan rubbed the small inner again, folded it neatly, put it in the small gift box, and stuffed it into the bottom of the cabinet.