Chapter 1 Beggars in the Twenty-First Century?
"Even if the whole world dislikes you, you have to live a chic life!"
"On a thousand and one ways of begging!"
"Which one is stronger in terms of food technology, look for a beggar gang at the foot of Wuling Mountain!"
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In an Internet café in Dayong City, Hunan Province, a young man wearing a white T-shirt that has not been washed for more than ten days and slippers on his feet is struggling to post frequently in major forums, and the content of the posts is all about beggars, asking for food and the like......
"I can't recruit anyone today, there are only two days left...... Ming Feng looked at the screen and sighed: "This damn system won't be playing with me, how can anyone in this society be willing to be a beggar, and what kind of initiation ceremony will be held, I worship your uncle's Su Chahar Can!" ”
Thinking of his sad half a month, Ming Feng couldn't wait to throw away the gourd behind him......
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Half a month ago, Ming Feng was still a college student who had just graduated, planning his future life with great expectations, and he also had a girlfriend, who looked good, and his family conditions were okay, so Ming Feng was very satisfied with his life. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
He grew up in an orphanage, according to the dean, he was thrown directly into the yard on a dark and windy night, and the dean was in the yard at the time, and saw a black shadow flying in the sky, and took a look at it to know that it was a baby, when the dean wiped his hands and chased him out, he couldn't see anyone anymore, and Ming Feng was only three months old at that time......
Aside from why the dean likes to go to the yard to relieve himself, and often don't wash his hands, Mingfeng's personality is still very good, although he was abandoned by his parents, and grew up under the dean's hands full of "love", but Mingfeng's personality is very sunny, in his opinion, as long as he is healthy, his hands and feet are sound, then it is nothing.
But that's how tragedy struck......
That day, Ming Feng was setting off from a rental house for 300 yuan a month, ready to date his girlfriend with Xing Ye's latest movie "Mermaid", but just when he was downstairs, suddenly something fell from the sky and smashed on his head, and Ming Feng, who was humming "Why are the flowers so red", was stunned so suddenly.
When he woke up, it was already night, and after touching his body, Ming Feng stood up and shook his head, he felt that he was still a little dizzy, looked down, and found a gourd quietly walking beside him.
"Who is so immoral, Xin Qi is a gourd, if it were a flower pot, I wouldn't be stoned to death directly!"
Ming Feng squatted down and was about to pick up the gourd, but at the moment when his hand touched the gourd, a voice suddenly came to mind in his mind.
Host Identity Confirmation ......
Name: Ming Feng
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-one
Physical fitness: C+
The analysis is complete......
Convergence is underway......
Fusion complete......
Identity Task System Reset......
The identity task has been reset......
Assigned identity - beggar gang leader
Assigned Skills - Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent (not activated)
Assignment - Recruit a beggar disciple in fifteen days and successfully complete the initiation ceremony.
…… The detection system is turned off
Open the management system......
Done......
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Ming Feng listened to the voice in his head inexplicably, and suddenly his eyes darkened, and a very sci-fi system interface appeared in front of him.
"What the hell!" Ming Feng's heart was extremely shocked at this time, looking at the interface in front of him, Ming Feng felt that he was going to be played: "What the hell is the leader of the beggar gang!" How many meanings does it mean to recruit beggars to help disciples, and to return his meow's initiation ceremony, spitting?! ”
couldn't help but burst into a few foul words, Ming Feng gradually calmed down, as a young man, he still has a little understanding of this kind of thing, although he was a little confused at first, but when he came back to his senses, he slowly accepted the setting that he was "system".
Ten minutes later, Ming Feng, who understood the entire interface, turned off the system, stood up, patted his buttocks, and walked home, his mind full of the information that the system had given him just now.
"Cultivation points will be deducted for bathing...... Wear clean clothes and deduct cultivation points...... Even socks have to be buttoned! Make no mistake! ”
I think about it, and I may not be able to take a shower again...... Ming Feng had goosebumps all over his body, and just when he was struggling, his phone rang, and when he picked up the phone, Ming Feng felt that the end of the world was coming.
"You'd better explain to me where you've been all this day!"
“…… I said I was knocked out by a gourd, do you believe it? Ming Feng said honestly.
"Okay, you Mingfeng! How dare you fool me! I'm telling you, my aunt and grandmother stopped playing and broke up! ”
"Hey, hey?!"
"Dut...... Toot ......"
Waiting for Ming Feng to hurriedly call again, the other party hung up...... Hit ...... again Hung ...... again
When he hit it for the fifth time, the other party turned off the phone directly......
"If you don't play like this, you can't give a way to live......" Looking at the sixteen missed calls on the phone, and there was a chilling text message than one, Ming Feng wanted to cry without tears.