Ye Tianming.

It's a traverser, originally an Earth Chinese clan.

Since childhood, I love fantasy, and when I grow up, I like code words, but the code is sixty years old, but I still haven't made a name.

On the day of his 60th birthday, a person was eating longevity noodles and suddenly remembered a brilliant idea: if this day could be repeated 10,000 times, he would definitely be able to come up with a fantasy masterpiece that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods, and changed his life on the street!

At that time, the book became famous, beat the gods, married Bai Fumei, stepped on the rich and handsome, and walked towards a happy old age.

Under the excitement, the hard thinking was fruitless, and the fatigue couldn't snap, so I had to fall asleep in front of the computer......

Later, I faintly heard the rooster crow three times, the east was slightly white, and when the time came, I was about to release the water to cool off, but I didn't want to be stunned for a while, and the world was spinning......

When I opened my eyes again, it was a dark and empty space, and there was no concept of time at all.

I don't know how long it is, and I don't know how far it is, Ye Tianming only has a trace of consciousness left, I don't know where he fell, and he has come up with countless fantasy works with big brains, if he can return one day, he will definitely be able to beat the gods!

Later, I don't know if I was thinking about how many tens of thousands of works I had, and suddenly hit a big rock.

Then, for some time, he was grabbed by a pair of giant hands, carved and wrote on it all day, and after a while, he flattened himself and re-engraved it......

If so, I don't know the years, and the big stone is only three feet three inches and three points.

The giant hand placed it on a stone platform......

The memories after that were too confusing, Ye Tianming couldn't remember it clearly, only that he was finally placed in the Black Stone Temple, and the incense was at its peak at the beginning, but slowly few people came to worship......

Ye Tianming, who only thinks about becoming a great god, only thinks about how to write novels all day long, and is too lazy to study the outside world at all, anyway, after so long, except for the original pair of giant hands, there is nothing to help him.

If it were an ordinary person, under such a long period of loneliness and helplessness, I am afraid that I would have already had a mental breakdown and my soul would have been destroyed.

But helplessly, as a writer supported by the dream of becoming a god, he already has a natural adaptability to all kinds of strange things.

Ye Tianming cherishes this state very much, he doesn't want to eat or waste time to participate in socials, at most, he sleeps and sleeps, all the time can be used to conceive, this is really a great opportunity!

The only regret is that I can only open a single machine, no matter how many great works I conceive, it is difficult to meet readers, and I don't even give a chance to be scolded, how sad it is.

Ye Tianming really interpreted the writer's persistence to the fullest, but unfortunately he couldn't move anyone.

Occasionally, when I take a break, I will be bored to think that if this experience is known to those trolls, they will definitely criticize it:

A lot of age has simply lived to a dog, so many years through the past, I didn't even do anything, I just knew that I was thinking, I didn't even think of a way to cultivate, not even a pig.

He had already heard such words that his ears were calloused.

However, as an author, it is not something that readers can understand.

The fun of code words, the impulse of inspiration, only those who come can experience the joy of blood boiling!

......

In fact, Ye Tianming is not indifferent to the outside world, after all, it is his own net worth.

He has also tried countless times, wanting to rely on his genius brain hole to practice to make a name, but he has tried all the brain holes he has seen and thought of, and it has no effect.

Later, he could only extinguish this thought temporarily: even the stone monkey had to transform before he could go to learn art, let alone himself, a mere mortal.

However, he did not gain nothing.

Many years ago, probably when he had just been placed in this ancient temple, a beautiful white fox with bright eyes and a special likability came to live here for a while, and offered him a stick of grass incense every day.

Suddenly, one day, Ye Tianming's ears rang: Congratulations, your system has arrived, please check it as soon as possible.

As a fantasy author, Ye Tianming still didn't understand that his good luck came, and he immediately operated according to the instructions, the white light flashed, the fairy music fluttered, and there was even a group of fairies dancing.

[Ancestral System].

That's the name of the system.

"It's finally time to get through!"

Ye Tianming opened the panel, but found that the functions were pitiful, it was estimated that it was a minimalist system, Ye Tianming comforted himself.

It's just that after taking a closer look, Ye Tianming immediately gasped.

This system is so terrifying!

[1 Grade: -999999999999...... level]

[2 abilities: none]

[3 Yin Shou: Unknown]

[4 merits: 0]

[5 Clansmen: 0]

In addition to these five white display bars, the entire panel was gray, and Ye Tianming had to give up after studying it countless times.

There is no hint at all, not even a word of explanation, the developer of this system must be a lewd uncle.

The white fox is gone, and in the years that followed, it was never seen again.

Ye Tianming, when he is bored, he always thinks of that pair of smart eyes, as well as the scene when it incenses himself.

Countless years have passed, and a little golden monkey has come.

Although this guy is inconspicuous, only three feet tall, his strength is amazing.

With one hand, you can pick up the tablet where Ye Tianming is kept.

Then, it's smashing!

Smash into some weird eggs.

Looking at that posture, it is completely regarded as a tablet as a big brick.

In those days, Ye Tianming was worried all day long, and his spirit was weak.

Many memories of the past were originally a little vague, but after this constant concussion, I finally forgot even more.

"Hey, the white fox is true love, this monkey is really a monkey......"

Ye Tianming shrunk into a ball, even so, behind the ancestor level, there was still a continuous increase of "9".

Almost every time an egg is smashed, an extra nine is added to the end of the level.

Hate!

I really hate it!

In the end, he could only conceive a book and torture and kill the monkeys a thousand times.

......

On this day, the monkey didn't know where to find a strange pill, probably expired for too long and had already consolidated, and the monkey had sharp teeth and mouth, still biting it.

Rumble!

The monkey has a hot temper and smashes it if he doesn't agree with him!

What I didn't expect was that this pill was also a fire one, and it exploded with a bang.

Woohoo!

The monkey seemed to have been prepared, and when he saw that something was wrong, he pouted his ass and fled.

only suffered Ye Tianming.

When the monkey left, he didn't forget to pit him, and pressed the tablet back to the stone platform.

Bobo......

The unknown pill began to attack, and invisible ripples enveloped the entire Black Stone Col......

And then.

Ye Tianming's real nightmare began.

He found himself trapped, trapped on the same day.

Every morning, when I wake up, I see the scene of the monkey pit him......

Then, there will be a strong man of the human race, stepping into the stone temple, like a dragon arrogant, taking away the tablet.

At the beginning, Ye Tianming was very excited, although he hated the monkey, but he was finally able to get out of this corner.

However, he soon knew that he had fallen into a sinkhole......

The strong people of the human race all want to invite themselves back to be their ancestors, oh, to be exact, they use him as their ancestral tablets.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times!

It's all thunder rolling, splitting him back to the broken temple, that kind of suffering, Ye Tianming is sour when he thinks about it!

"Why can't it be nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses......

......

Now, finally, it's the 10,000th turn.

The painful experience of the past told him that every time he encountered a multiple of "ten", something particularly terrifying would happen......

"God, I don't dare to think about beating you anymore. Let me be a street fighter......"

Ye Tianming prayed weakly.