"In the year 3574 of the Great Wilderness Calendar, in July, this progress bar is finally coming to an end, such a garbage golden finger. ”

The young man put down his pen and flipped through the dense handwriting recorded on the previous pages, and couldn't help but sigh: "Why hasn't this progress bar been loaded for more than ten years?"

In his former memory, he vaguely remembered that he was taking advantage of lunch to ask the booster how the number he managed was doing.

Because the new profession will come out in a few days, he feels that it is time to end the boosting and directly transfer to the main C of the group, so as to pretend to be a big guy.

Who knew that an advertisement suddenly popped up, he didn't pay too much attention to it, and accidentally clicked on the advertisement, but he only heard a vague and mechanical voice in a trance-[Confirm]

Then, when he woke up again, he found that he had come to this very primitive world, with no computers and mobile phones, no airplanes, high-speed trains, and no WIFI.

Gu Qing stood up and stretched, and walked slowly outside.

He's going to do something.

Now Gu Qing is a cleaner who is responsible for cleaning the martial arts hall, and the treatment is not bad, taking care of food and housing, one or two silver per month, and red envelopes for festivals.

In all fairness, Gu Qing is quite satisfied with his current life, with his back to the martial arts hall, he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, he has now saved five taels of silver, and after saving for a while, he can find someone to matchmaker and marry a daughter-in-law.

As a traverser, Gu Qing is naturally unwilling to be ordinary.

But before he could unfold his ambitions, and before he took a step in the journey of a thousand miles, he occasionally saw the daughter of the owner of the martial arts hall and slapped a piece of pig iron......

"She's only nine years old. ”

Gu Qing grinned secretly, Wen Copying Gong, change the world, let's wash and sleep, this is not an ordinary world, this is a high-martial fantasy, everything will wait for the progress bar to finish, figure out what type of golden finger.

He glanced at the dead progress bar in the upper right corner of his eyes and the familiar penguin logo behind it, and sighed again.

Other people's gold fingers are all grandfather templates, or a system elf at the beginning, or something messy, at least the beginning is there, his is good...... It's been more than ten years, and it's still in the progress bar stage.

Could it be that it is too far away from the signal tower, and the WIFI signal is not good, which causes the network speed to be so slow?

Gu Qing came to the martial arts hall, said hello to the others, picked up a rag and carried a bucket of water, and began today's work - mopping the floor.

"Gu Qing, buy me some pine nut candy later. ”

Song Ziyi, the owner's daughter, sneaked over and stuffed him with a piece of broken silver.

She just discouraged Gu Qing's enthusiasm, and at the age of nine, she slapped the existence of a piece of pig iron.

Gu Qing nodded, and replied quietly: "Okay, the old place will be given to you later." ”

Song Ziyi gestured: "Well, you should do it as soon as possible, and my father should check his homework later." ”

This guy is more greedy, but she can't show her head as a girl and go crazy outside every day, and the only person who can come and go at will in the entire martial arts hall is Gu Qing.

Of course, the reason why Gu Qing was chosen was because Song Ziyi felt that this guy was the most difficult of all the helpers and didn't mind helping him.

It was precisely because of her words that the owner of the museum had compassion to take in Gu Qing who was in a coma, and even gave him a good post.

This thing is like an ID card, and without this thing, it's a black household, and you can't do any work, unless it's the one that can't see the light.

Originally, the owner of the hall was going to teach him to practice martial arts, but after touching Gu Qing's bones, he extinguished this idea, Gu Qing's physique was a little poor, about the middle and lower, although practicing martial arts also had an effect, but the gains outweighed the losses.

After all, every martial artist is a big stomach, and no one can pay so much for a person who has never known each other and whose qualifications are not outstanding, so he simply waited for Gu Qing to grow up, and hired him to do some light work.

Song Ziyi is a good person, every time he lets him run errands, he will leave some benefits, although the benefits are not much, but Gu Qing doesn't mind saving more assets for himself.

He had a hunch that he would be very short of money in the future, extremely short of money...... Because the penguin was familiar to him!!

It has a famous saying: with salary, create happiness.

"Could it be that my golden finger is actually the legendary Xinyue system?" Gu Qing had this question more than once.

Putting away the broken silver and shaking off these inconsequential thoughts, he quickened the movement of his hands.

He shook the rag with his hands and feet, wiped the floor of the martial arts hall, and then changed it to a dry rag and wiped it again. After finishing his work, he put up the sign by the door as usual and left the martial arts hall.

Gu Qing first returned to his residence, changed into clean clothes, and then ran towards Taohuazhai with the money, according to the usual time, there is still about the time of tea, Taohuazhai will close, he still has time.

But.

When he came to Peach Blossom Zhai, he found that it was already full of people eating melons, and in Peach Blossom Zhai, there was a faint disgusting smell of blood.

"What is this?"

He chuckled in his heart, vaguely had a sense of foreboding, and he was about to run away with oil when he raised his foot.

After all, so many years is enough for him to understand the slightest bit of this world, it is by no means a peaceful and prosperous world, but extremely dangerous, and the source of danger is not only people, but also ...... Not a human thing.

However, just as Gu Qing was about to retreat, he suddenly noticed that the progress bar in the upper left corner suddenly flashed, and the speed of squirming forward seemed to be a little faster.

"??? again?"

Gu Qing blinked, slowed down, and quietly rubbed to the side to watch the situation inside, leaving a little attention on the progress bar.

This is not the first time.

Before, when the death row prisoner was beheaded, Gu Qing also noticed that this progress bar had changed, if there were ordinary people around him, the progress bar flashed blue light, and it was fleeting.

If an inhuman martial artist like Song Ziyi dies near him, it will generally flash red light, and the stronger the opponent, the heavier the red light will be, and the longer it will last.

Gu Qing estimated that whether this weird progress bar can speed up the download speed should depend on the amount of energy. And the source of energy should be people, or something in people.

Soul?

Grievances?

Or some other mess.

As for whether other animals will provide energy, Gu Qing has been to the slaughterhouse a few times, and he has not found that the progress bar has changed, or if there is, it is just so small that he can't detect it at all.

Even so, whenever he saw a dead person, Gu Qing would come over to watch the excitement. It's not that he has any fetishes, it's that he has to fill the progress bar as soon as possible, otherwise he won't feel safe at all.

As a bony orphan, Gu Qing can only rely on this weird progress bar now, otherwise he can only be an ordinary person for the rest of his life.

And ordinary people can't even save their lives in this world, and it is not a lie that disasters will fall from the sky.