"The inventory can still be used as a personal space!"

Zhang Xiaoyang was overjoyed when he saw this, and put his clothes in and out more than ten times.

Zhang Xiaoyang then put his right hand on his left hand again, trying to put himself in the inventory.

But nothing happened.

Zhang Xiaoyang is not surprised by this, the inventory inventory should only be able to store items.

After Zhang Xiaoyang finished washing, he took his schoolbag and finished breakfast, and glanced at the time.

6:11.

He remembered that he slept at three o'clock last night, and was woken up by his mother before six o'clock today.

In total, I slept for more than two hours.

But he spent nearly a day in the fantasy world.

According to this time conversion, the time flow rate of Blue Star should only be one-tenth of that of the fantasy world.

In other words, one day of blue star, ten days of fantasy world.

In order to verify his guess, after Zhang Xiaoyang finished breakfast, he looked at the time of the clock on the wall at home, wrote down the time at the moment, and then called out the panel of the sect simulator and entered the fantasy world.

At the bottom of the panel in the fantasy world, there is now also a function to go to the blue star world.

Zhang Xiaoyang meditated in his heart for sixty seconds, and then immediately returned to Blue Star!

Six seconds!

Zhang Xiaoyang, who was originally lying on the table, immediately got up and looked at the time on the clock, just in time to see that six seconds had passed.

Sure enough, it's a tenfold time difference!

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Xiaoyang's mouth.

This golden finger of his own, it seems to be a bit against the sky.

In the future, as long as he goes to the Fantasy World to cultivate, then if someone else cultivates on the Blue Star for ten days, it will be equivalent to him cultivating in the Fantasy World for one day!

When Zhang Xiaoyang went to the fantasy world, his body on the side of Blue Star would fall into a state of sleep.

Just now, Zhang Xiaoyang fell asleep on the dining table for only six seconds, and was not seen by his mother Wang Caiyun.

After Zhang Xiaoyang got up, he went out directly with his shoes on:

"Mom, I'm leaving!"

"Okay, take classes well!

Wang Caiyun was busy in the kitchen, subconsciously saying what he would say every day.

Today is just a very ordinary day for Wang Caiyun.

But for Zhang Xiaoyang, it was a significant beginning.

Zhang Xiaoyang hummed pop songs that did not belong to this era, and threw the "National Unified Cultivation Method (12 Years Latest Edition)" into the non-recyclable trash in a comfortable mood.

However, what Zhang Xiaoyang didn't know was that not long after he left, an old scavenger picked up the "National Unified Cultivation Law (12-year Latest Edition)" that he threw away from the trash.

The old man was illiterate, so he didn't know what could be recycled, looking at this brand new "book", the old man grinned, and his heart was happy.

In this day and age, all kinds of so-called cultivation exercises are overflowing, so they have successfully driven the second-hand book market.

A brand new "book" is a lot of income in the eyes of the old scavengers.

"Lao Chen!"

When Zhang Xiaoyang approached the school gate, he saw Chen Weiyu at a glance, who was quite conspicuous in the crowd.

The average height of people in the Jiangnan area will not exceed 1.7 meters.

Therefore, Chen Weiyu's height of nearly 1.9 meters is really difficult for Zhang Xiaoyang not to notice him.

Zhang Xiaoyang is only 1.75 meters tall, he quickly stepped forward and patted Chen Weiyu's shoulder, and his voice was lowered:

"Lao Chen, let me ask you something, how many wisps of spiritual power have you cultivated?"

Chen Weiyu glanced at Zhang Xiaoyang in surprise:

"I don't think I'll say it, I'm afraid I'll hit you. ”

"Go, go, go!

"I tested it with an instrument last night, and it was in my early 1000s. ”

Chen Weiyu said in a low voice, obviously he was still afraid of hitting Zhang Xiaoyang too much, so he didn't say the specific number.

"So your cultivation talent is Grade A?"

Zhang Xiaoyang was a little shocked.

Chen Weiyu also showed a look of surprise:

"I've always been. ”

Is a first-class talent so worthless?

Zhang Xiaoyang was a little jealous of Chen Weiyu in his heart for a while, and after he knew that he was also a genius with a first-class talent, but the first-class talent genius on the side of the fantasy world was obviously much stronger than that on the side of Blue Star.

"Lao Chen, let me ask you something, do you know how much a gram of a lower grade spirit stone is?"

"That thing is really expensive, the lowest price on the Internet is 10,000 yuan a gram, the black market may be cheaper, but it is estimated that it will not be less than 9,005,

Why are you asking this? Are you going to buy a pin spirit stone to absorb cultivation? There is a mine at home? My parents add up a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan, and buy me a gram of a pin spirit stone every month, I feel so distressed that I can't do it, let them not buy it, they don't listen,

Although the lower grade spirit stone has a fast increase in cultivation speed, it is really too money-burning, so don't touch it if you don't have a mine at home.

However, there is a ruthless man in our school who has a mine at home, and I heard that he absorbs at least one gram of lower grade spirit stones every day, and Zhao Gongming in class 1 is really fucking rich. ”

Zhang Xiaoyang was a little sluggish when he heard it.

What did he hear?

Lower grade spirit stone, 10,000 yuan a gram?

The 1,000 grams of lower grade spirit stones in his inventory......

That's 10 million?!

He Zhang Xiaoyang, he has 10 million at the beginning?!

A dreamlike sense of unreality smashed Zhang Xiaoyang a little dizzy.

That's 10 million!

He Zhang Xiaoyang can actually have 10 million a day!

He had just graduated in his previous life, and after paying five insurances and one housing fund, his monthly salary was less than 4,000.

If he wants to make 10 million, no, he doesn't dare to think about it at all.

Zhang Xiaoyang's whole person was in a trance, Chen Weiyu thought that he was frightened by Zhao Gongming, so he comforted:

"Don't be shocked, like Zhao Gongming, there are nearly a million people in the city, it would be good to have a hundred, let's work hard, and strive to let our children and grandchildren become this kind of one-in-a-million recharge players in the future. ”

"Well, it has to be. ”

Zhang Xiaoyang nodded solemnly, and his mentality quickly calmed down, thinking that I would have to let my descendants directly turn on God mode in the future, so that I could be worthy of God giving him such a good golden finger.

The losses Zhang Xiaoyang had suffered in his previous life, the hardships he had experienced, and the news he had read were enough for him not to swell just because he had a low-grade spirit stone worth 10 million.

Low-key development is king.

The first class of the day in the second year of high school is a running class, which starts at half past six and ends at seven o'clock, and the whole grade attends together.

After Zhang Xiaoyang and Chen Weiyu threw their schoolbags on their desks, they went to the playground to start running.

There are no specific requirements for running classes, as long as people arrive, as for how many laps they are willing to run, it is all up to their personal wishes.

In this era of national cultivation and everyone aspires to become stronger, no one wants to waste time urging others to become stronger all the time.

For Zhang Xiaoyang before, his biggest expectation and motivation in running class every day is to peek at Li Tian from time to time.

It's just that Li Tian didn't come today.

Of course, Zhang Xiaoyang will no longer think about it just to peek at her.

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