Chapter 9: Fighting spirits

"Ah...... I, I thought about what my words were......" Tang Ye slowly spoke, but he was frantically playing all kinds of words for himself in his mind.

Table characters are associated with names...... Tang Ye ...... Leaf... ...... associated with leaves Flower? Tang Huahua?

If it doesn't work, how can there be a character "Huahua", and it's so motherly, so Cai!

So what else has to do with "leaves"? Rhizomes and leaves? No, neither the "roots" nor the "stems" are too rustic......

Since you can't have a good match with the things that are related, then ...... Try it in terms of color?

Leaves, leaves, the mention of leaves brings to mind the color green. However, putting 'green' in the table doesn't seem to sound very good, not to mention that most non-single dog men are extremely afraid.

"Since green can't work, how about replacing it with the word 'green'?" Tang Ye thought about it carefully, hey, it feels okay? Not...... But the table word is generally composed of two words, how to take the other word?

"Childe?" Seeing that the man didn't respond, Lu Yi asked tentatively again.

Tang Ye glanced at the other party and knew that he couldn't delay any longer, so he thought "Green is also cyan", so how about calling it "Yiqing"?

Tang Ye, Tang Yiqing!

Ouch, it feels pretty good!

Thinking like this, Tang Ye almost blurted out: "Tang Yiqing! My table word is Yiqing! ”

"Forehead ......" seemed to be startled by Tang Ye's sudden loud voice, Lu Yi's cute face was slightly stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered, showing a gentle smile, and a strange color appeared in his eyes, "Yiqing...... Tang Yiqing, a very nice word! ”

"Haha, huh?" Tang Ye smiled a little embarrassedly, but to be honest, this word that he came up with on the improvised basis was indeed okay.

In the future, if he accidentally mixes his head in this world, then whether it is his surname, his own name or his own words, he will be known within a certain range!

Thinking of this, a little excitement rose in the young man's heart.

However, after the excitement, Tang Ye gradually calmed down.

He knew very well that he was alone now, and he didn't have any special powers beyond this world—magic or superpowers. So how easy is it for him, an ordinary person, to make himself famous all over the world?

However, Tang Ye didn't care much about fame. It's also good to be nameless, at least to make life pure. will not let him be like the stars in his previous life, he has to wear a mask when he goes out, and he will be stared at by a pair of hidden eyes wherever he goes.

Tang Ye doesn't care if he is famous or not, whether he can live well and live well in this strange world is what he really cares about.

But how easy is it to survive in this war-torn era? And there weren't many options for him.

But there is one way, Tang Ye feels that he sees it very clearly, and that is to join the army!

After wandering around the village for the past few days, Tang Ye didn't see any paranormal phenomena here or hear anything about them.

There was no oncoming fireball, and there was no cultivation of the sword flying in the sky, only the slaughter of the war and the tragedy of the destruction of the city......

However, the absence of those fantasy things can be called a good thing for Tang Ye. Otherwise, if this world was full of cultivators who opened mountains with one punch, Tang Ye would not feel that he would be able to survive here for more than a month.

It's okay to be ordinary, although he can't enjoy the passion of riding the wind and the joy of flirting with the fairy servant, but at least many things can be controlled by him.

This naturally includes his small life, so that he will not be dissipated by the powerful supernatural person just by "looking at it".

Since this is a normal world, if Tang Ye wants to get ahead here, he must choose the most promising career and direction.

In ancient times, the four most common occupations were undoubtedly scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants. But none of these four professions have any great prospects in this war-torn era, so if Tang Ye wants to get ahead, joining the army is undoubtedly the best way out.

If you are lucky, you can meet some fierce general or high-ranking official, and you can marry Jinlan with others, then you will not be too bad to follow others from now on.

However, Tang Ye knew that this possibility was very low, he couldn't live with this kind of mentality, he had to take the initiative to improve his abilities in all aspects or do something, so that he could slowly get what he wanted.

These were all things that Tang Ye had thought about a long time ago, and he didn't think much about it at the moment, and after a few words of greeting with Lu Yi, he walked towards the door.

"I'll go out for a walk."

This is something that Tang Ye has often done these days.

Since he calmed down two days ago, the problem of no mobile phone, no computer and no power will show up from time to time, which really makes him feel that life is boring and lacking in interest.

The mobile phone is like a spiritual opium, which has accompanied Tang Ye for more than ten years. Now that it is suddenly gone, Tang Ye sometimes only feels uncomfortable, like ants eating bones, as if he is addicted to drugs.

Whenever this happens, he goes out for a walk and goes to this peaceful village to relax.

Listening to the earnest admonition of the girl behind him, Tang Ye answered, but with a bitter smile on his face.

This girl is good at everything, but she is a little nagging, like a young mother, who treats him as a son who has not yet grown up.

Walking on the road where the countryside was walked out by "feet" and there were no traces of artificial excavation at all, Tang Ye was thinking about what he should do next.

He already has a basic understanding of the world, so the next thing he has to think about is how to gain a foothold in this world.

Yes, a foothold, just a foothold.

He didn't think about anything to make a contribution and become a king and hegemon right now. Obviously, he had nothing, and he thought that this was just a dream.

Still like in his previous life, he had to make sure that he ate and drank well, and then he could think about higher-level needs.

"Alas, how come others can have a golden finger or a system when they cross over, but I don't have anything?"

Tang Ye complained casually, but in fact, he didn't really crave anything in his heart.

Whether in his original world or in his current world, there are people who are extremely powerful. But who of these people relied on the so-called golden finger to make themselves successful?

Even if there is really a golden finger, Tang Ye also thinks that the so-called golden finger should be something called "hard work", "deep thinking" or "the ability to bear hardships and stand hard work more than ordinary people".

How many of those who have become the overlord of one side and ruled several cities have not worked hard and racked their brains to get everything now?

Thinking of this, Tang Ye's heart swelled with a touch of high fighting spirit!