Chapter 22: The Maker?

"Maker?"

"Why this profession? This profession doesn't sound like it's very strong, and it doesn't feel particularly powerful." Dingdong's recommendation made Zhao Gang a little confused.

It's normal for Zhao Gang to be so confused, after all, it's like in a movie, in a Japanese comic, or in a game. Generally speaking, isn't it true that the more popular the name, the more powerful the person? It's like One Punch Man in Japanese anime, and you look at how handsome other people's nicknames are.

No matter how bad you are, you are like, the Sword of the Wind - Yasuo (nursery), the Lord of the Shadow - Tribulation (Children's Robbery), and the lava behemoth - Moffett (mixed behemoth). As for whether it's strong or not, let's not say it first, at least the name is handsome.

"Hmph, then I won't stop you, you can do whatever you want. When you kneel on the ground and sing conquest, shout to me to come back, I don't care about you. "Clank" looks arrogant.

Did the ancients say it? Those old people eat more salt than you eat, so it doesn't hurt to listen to them.

Zhao Gang decisively raised his right hand and stretched out a 4. "I was wrong, I reflect. I want to be a new person, move forward in the warmth of Jingle Bell, everything is based on Ding Dong's words, everything is based on Ding Dong......."

Seeing that Zhao Gang was still talking there and kept saying something, Ding Dong felt a little headache, how could he meet such a master. "Okay, okay, I know, it's not enough. I knew at a glance that your world was different from the rest of the world. ”

As the saying goes, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. Although the seniors said it, Zhao Gang was still very curious about the difference.

"Minecraft and other worlds?" Zhao Gang raised his head and looked curiously at the professional photos reflected in the seeds. In his opinion, it seems that among these professions, only the manufacturer is the weakest.

"First of all, let's talk about the environment. You're in a relatively modern environment, with no magic, no ghosts, and no curses or magic skills. So the rest don't have anything to do with you. And the choice of profession is very picky.

The choice of occupation is just a profession, and no material is given. Sharpshooter, do you have a gun nearby? Martial artist, you're a seven-year-old kid with short hands and legs. As for the medical doctor, not to mention, that brother basically has no attack power.

And the most buggy thing is that in the world you're in, monsters are contagious.

Got it? It means that as long as you get caught, you can't be saved. Then you don't choose a remote one, then don't you carry a lantern to the toilet - look for? ”

Hey, don't really say that a great god is a great god. This guy is completely different, in just a few words, he mixes the whole shallot with tofu about the characteristics of the profession and the analysis of the environment - it is clear.

"And you're still a kid, so you make things out for others to use, let others attack monsters, and then, you make up for the last knife and get experience directly. Isn't it fragrant? Listening to the scheming look in Ding Dong's tone, Zhao Gang touched his head, hehe, this time it's stable.

The whole world suddenly changed the moment Zhao Gang finished choosing a career. The seed slowly fell and melted into the earth.

It's still that familiar voice, familiar smell, reverberating in this space.

"The gamer's profession is determined."

"Choosing a Profession: Maker."

"Gamer Level: Level Zero."

"Getting Started with Gamer Makeover"

When Zhao Gang heard the last sentence, his consciousness instantly began to blur.

The first feeling is pain.

Zhao Gang felt as if countless needles had suddenly appeared in his brain, swaying from side to side, just as the so-called draw a dragon with me on the left, and a rainbow on the right.

Naughty, these countless needles are constantly wandering along the edge of the brain, piercing every place in the mind, a bit like a warlike monarch, expanding his territory.

If there are partners who have suffered from migraines, they should be able to understand. The moment it really hurts, you can understand how cool it is for people to live.

Zhao Gang held his head and wanted to bang his head against the wall like that Teacher Wang.

But it's just the beginning, the headache is not over yet, and there seem to be countless small insects in the body, crawling and tearing in the body.

But when it hurts, you can feel sour and itchy, so how to say it, it's called pain and happiness.

When those tiny insects wriggled in their veins, they were like excavators trained from New Oriental.

When I was peristalsis, I also moved a lot of things, and this feeling was like a blood clot and the waste of the body was discharged. By the way, it's like the feeling of the actor in the movie who eats a big pill and then changes his bones. In a word, it's cool.

Finally, after a long time.

"Ah, oh" Zhao Gang yawned, got up comfortably from the bed, he felt that his entire limbs seemed to have begun to go numb, stretched his waist, turned his head to look outside, and found that the whole outside was already completely black.

Russell seemed to hear his voice, and then hurriedly ran over, "Son, are you okay?" You looked in pain just now, I thought you were ......" asked Zhao Gang anxiously.

She looked at Zhao Gang up and down carefully, and felt that there was obviously something different in him, but she couldn't tell what was different.

"How long have I been asleep?" Zhao Gang looked at the black sky outside, and obviously felt a little cloudy.

"It's past 11 o'clock in the evening," Wang Kai's lazy voice came out.

It turned out that from the moment Zhao Gang chose his profession, his body began to undergo an automatic transformation to ensure that it was adapted to its current professional identity. And the time for this transformation is destined to be long.

At this time, the grunt, the purring sound came out secretly from somewhere.

Zhao Gang rubbed his stomach, feeling so hungry for the first time.

Russell seemed to understand something, "Wait, the meal will be ready soon" and then cooked for Zhao Gang with a smile.

At this time, Zhao Gang really discovered the changes in his body. He could clearly hear all the sounds in his vicinity, such as the sound of the eggs hitting the cutting board when Russell was cooking and holding them. You can also smell things that you couldn't smell before, and the mellow aroma of the egg that was broken in the bowl was so charming.

However, he looked his body up and down carefully, and fortunately, there was no sludge on his body after cutting his hair and marrow like in the novel. However, the big place is still not as big, he is too difficult.

There was no big difference in his body, except that when he looked at the number on his arm, he noticed that it had changed to the shape of an oval-shaped white seed.

Zhao Gang lightly touched the seed, and a lot of words flashed in front of his eyes.