Lin Mo's brain was a little buzzing, causing him to wonder if he had drunk fake wine today, why was everything that happened so unreal?

At first, everything was still so normal, Lin Mo went to the Internet café next door to the university to surf the Internet as usual. opened a game of Genting, planning to play a little more leisurely while smoking, but Lin Mo couldn't even smoke anymore!

"What is this?"

"Why are all the golden shovels for me?"

"Three wolf fathers, Big Bird Father loves me too much, and it doesn't matter if you give me a golden shovel, how to choose equipment is all golden shovels?!Eight golden shovels are turning around, and there are only one question mark after another on Lin Mo's head?"

Lin Mo thought like this, he couldn't play chess all day long, this chess game made his head big.

But just as Lin Mo clicked on the ranking and bought equipment at the beginning, Lin Mo was stunned.

There is no other equipment in the store, only a golden spatula. Page by page, Lin Mo's eyes were spent.

Could it be that Riot is collapsing again? Or is it a computer problem?

Lin Mo couldn't tell the difference, but it didn't matter.

After all, Lin Mo was an adult, how could he panic because of these little things?

Since the virtual world has collapsed, then enjoy the real world and be a real man without being surprised......

"Bang!"

Before Lin Mo could get ready, a glittering golden spatula flew at a speed of 250 meters per second, hitting the back of Lin Mo's head.

By the time Lin Mo woke up from the dizziness of the violent impact, he was not calm anymore.

The unfamiliar room, the dim lighting, and the greasy kitchen counter that exuded a fishy smell, everything made Lin Mo, a college student who was not deeply involved in the world, panic.

"Human trafficking?"

"Don't, sir, I just want to enjoy the wonderful college time quietly! I don't want to get involved in inexplicable things!" Lin Mo was terrified and had a trace of palpitations, for fear that an old black slave would take him away in the next second.

"Qu Di, is the sardine ready, the guests are hungry!"

This rough voice was an unheard of language, but it was strange that Lin Mo actually understood.

"It's coming!"

Lin Mo said perfunctorily, he found that things didn't seem to be as simple as he imagined.

It wasn't until Lin Mo looked at himself at the glass on the cabinet that he realized that he was no longer himself. With golden hair and dark blue pupils, although the face is still the same handsome, this thin figure is definitely not himself.

It's like the protagonist of many anime novels.,Crossed over!

Lin Mo pondered, he seemed to have been smashed by something. It's like a golden shovel. His eyes swept around, and sure enough, a golden spatula fell to the ground.

According to the general law of novels and anime, since I was stunned by this golden shovel before I crossed, then I should only need to smash it again to cross back.

"It makes sense!" Lin Mo felt more and more that his theory was feasible. For the sake of a good college life, he decided to sacrifice the back of his head again.

Gripping the golden shovel with both hands, he used his strength to smash the back of his head hard.

"Bang!"

As soon as the blow came down, Lin Mo hadn't even started to cry out in pain, but the golden shovel couldn't stand it anymore.

"Eh!"

"You stinky boy, why are you so iron-headed!"

Lin Mo was stunned, there was no one else in the four times! Could it be that Jin Shovel spoke?

"No way, I must have hallucinated!"

"Go on, work harder!

Raising his arm again, it was obvious that this time Lin Mo had made his strength even greater.

"Don't smash, don't ......"

"Bang!"

Before the golden shovel could finish speaking, Lin Mo smashed it down again.

I have to say that Lin Motou is really iron. The golden shovel was about to be smashed and fainted, and Lin Mo was still like a nobody.

"Why haven't you traveled back yet?"

"Is it in the wrong position? If you cross over, you will smash the back of your head, and if you go back, you will smash the front of your head?"

Hearing this, Jin Shovel was about to vomit blood in anger, how could he meet such a stupid master?

"Are you Tie Hanhan? You can't go back through this way!"

This time Lin Mo finally withdrew his hand, not that he believed Jin Shovel's words, but that he thought that if he smashed his face if he smashed it forward, it would be thanks to him! He hadn't talked about his girlfriend yet, and this handsome face still had to be protected.

"Then what do you say you need to go back to?" Lin Mo tried to communicate with Jin Shovel.

"Tell me the truth, you can't go back anymore!"

Jin Shovel told the truth, but Lin Mo had already picked up the kitchen knife.

"What are you talking about? You can't go back? I think you want to be cut!"

"Lao Tzu was bothered by you on the net, and now you are sending me to this poor country. If you don't take responsibility, Lao Tzu will cut you into small gold bars and sell them now!"

Lin Mo had already shoveled the kitchen knife to the gold, and the gold shovel was embarrassed, but there was nothing to be done.

"I can't help it, who let the golden shovel hit you! Now you can't go back to the original world, you better adapt to this world!"

"How can I adapt?"

In Qu Di's memory, this is a different world full of smoke and chaos. Lin Mo is just a college student who eats and waits to get a diploma, how can he adapt to such a life.

"Qu Di, do you still want this month's salary? It's been so long, why haven't the sardines been done yet?!"

"Come on, come on, come on, a plate of sardines, here it will be served to you!"

Lin Mo didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he neatly put the sardines on a plate and took them away.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to glare at the golden shovel fiercely, as if to say: Wait until I greet the guests and then come to you to settle accounts.

Golden Shovel: "...................."

Didn't you say you couldn't adapt to it?

"Master, I've kept you waiting, this is your sardine!"

The five big and three rough guests didn't give Lin Mo a good look, and arrogantly snatched his lunch.

"Boy, listen to me. ”

The restaurateur with a fat brain grabbed Lin Mo's collar fiercely, and his bloated body was in very sharp contrast with the thin Lin Mo.

"I took you in because you were pitiful, don't think how good your cooking skills are. If the next time you dare to delay my guests like this, I promise to break your arms, break your legs, and throw you into the alleys to feed the wild dogs!"

"Yes, yes, yes, boss, I'm not lazy anymore, I'll do the work for you!"

The restaurant owner let go of Lin Mo and pushed him hard.

"Hurry up! There are still three tables of guests waiting to eat. ”

"I promise you, I will work hard and live up to your kindness!"

Lin Mo said it very sincerely, coaxing the restaurant owner to turn his anger into joy.

"Qu Di, this kid has finally opened his mind, he used to always have a gloomy poker face, and now he finally knows how to thank the boss for my great kindness. ”

Back in the kitchen, Lin Mo started working again.

"Tomato Pizza", "Salmon Pasta", "Black Pepper Bacon Roll" and "Baked Steak"

I have to say that Qu Di was really talented as a chef in his previous life. He easily managed several tables of dishes by himself, and almost all the diners came for Qu Di's cooking skills, and it is no exaggeration to say that this restaurant was all supported by him.

But even if Qu Di has achieved this level, this black-hearted restaurateur still squeezes his salary all day long, beating and scolding him at every turn.

"It's going to get used quickly!" said the golden shovel chuckled.

Seeing that Lin Mo had a good deal with the restaurant owner before, now he is not ambiguous at all, and he will do it all after three times and two by two, and he really looks like Qu Di in his previous life.

"There is no way, people have to bow their heads on the eaves. ”

Lin Mo sighed, if you can't adapt, you have to adapt, isn't there still a lot of murders in this town?

Lin Mo only hopes that he can save his life with peace of mind, and thank God not to get involved in any murder cases.

"Bang dang!"

"Don't move!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the door was smashed, and more than a dozen bandits with knives and swords rushed into the restaurant.

"Hand over all the valuable things, if you dare to keep one in your pocket, I will kill your dog!"

The bandit led by him was tall and big, and he was carrying a heavy iron sword, and his voice was thick and majestic, and he looked like a cultivator.

I saw him swaggering towards the counter, gently patting the restaurant owner's greasy fat face, and sneering:

"And you big fat pig! Give me all the money you have earned this year, and if you dare me to find out what you have to hide, don't blame me for cutting off your ears for snacks. ”

"I'll give! I'll give! Don't cut my ears, I'll give you all the money for the restaurant!"

The fat-headed and big-eared boss was so frightened that he trembled, and the other diners also secretly scolded their mothers, and each took out something valuable to avoid disaster.

Lin Mo hid in the kitchen, lying in the groove again and again, and was involved in the robbery case as soon as he came!

It's not so unlucky to cross, right?

"Big brother, there seems to be someone in the kitchen, do you want to get him out!" asked a lean bandit.

"Go!"

The bandit boss nodded faintly, and the thin bandit kicked open the wooden door of the kitchen.

"Big brother, don't kill me! I'm just a poor boy, and I don't have any of them!"

The thin bandit's eyes were very shrewd, and he saw the golden shovel on Lin Mo's body at a glance.

"Who are you kid confused about? No money, you use a golden spatula?"

Lin Mo was really wronged to death when he heard this, where could he afford a golden spatula when he was wearing this rag shirt!

"Hurry up and hand over the golden spatula, Lao Tzu can spare you a way out. The skinny bandit threatened with a knife.

"Don't give it, I have a way to cure him!"

Just as Lin Mo was about to give up resistance, the golden shovel spoke again, and it seemed that the bandits couldn't hear it, only Lin Mo could hear it.

"What's the solution? You don't have any laser rays or anything like that to burn him!"

"Don't worry about this, you go and pick up the kitchen knife first, you can deal with them with the kitchen knife!" the golden spatula muttered in Lin Mo's heart.

"Boy, what are you muttering alone? If you don't bring the golden shovel over, don't blame the uncle for being ruthless under the knife!"

Lin Mo finally chose to believe in the golden shovel and hurriedly picked up the kitchen knife!

"Okay, boy, you still dare to take a kitchen knife, in that case, don't blame me for sending you on your way!"

The lean bandits rushed up and slashed with a swing of their swords.

Frightened, Lin Mo hurriedly asked:

"What the hell do you have to do with the golden shovel? He's cut it all over, and my kitchen knife can't stop it!"

"Golden Shovel transfer, one-star swordsman. ”

The moment the voice sounded, Lin Mo, who was holding a golden shovel in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand, suddenly had a chemical reaction, both physically and mentally seemed to have been guided by thousands of kendo masters, especially the knowledge of how to use a kitchen knife to use kendo, which was marked as a key point in Lin Mo's mind.

"Sonorous!"

In the kitchen, the sound of metal hitting came, and Lin Mo actually blocked the bandit's machete with a kitchen knife.

"How is it possible? It's just a kitchen knife, it should be cut down by me in an instant!"

The eyes of the thin bandit were full of incredulity, and Lin Mo completely refreshed his mortal cognition of weapons.

But Lin Mo, who possessed a one-star kendo realm, just smiled contemptuously, just like the disdain that a master had for his apprentices. He held the handle of the kitchen knife in his right hand and quickly slashed down, rubbing the sparks between the blades, and finally slammed on the knife ring with a 'bang', which shook the bandit's tiger mouth and bleed, and the machete was directly discarded.

Lin Mo chuckled again, and hit him with the back of his backhand kitchen knife, completely knocking him out.

This set, down from the action, is smooth, and it really has the demeanor of a kendo master.

"Ah Fei! Ah Fei, are you alright?"

"Soul boy bare, you dare to hurt Ah Fei! Lao Tzu wants you to die today!"

Seven or eight bandits immediately rushed up and surrounded Lin Mo, the blades in their hands ready to attack.

"Hack him!"