"Manager Xu, it's not good! The two Xuanshi in the hall are about to fight!"

The delicate cheongsam girl slammed open the office door and shouted at the top of her voice.

Xu Zhifeng, who was sleeping lazily in the sofa, raised his eyelids and waved his hand impatiently, "Let them make noise, they don't dare to fight in Bangyue Tower." ”

"Oh no...... Manager, come and see, you're really going to fight!"

The girl is not dead yet, she has to drag people out.

In the hall, there were really two men pulling and croaking endlessly.

"If you have the surname He, you will go with me outside the city to share life and death!" said one of the men, grabbing the other by the collar.

The other person raised his eyebrows, "Just go, I'm afraid you won't succeed?" This bottle of foundation building liquid was originally won by my brother from your son, you are shameless, you don't know how to gamble and lose, and you have the face to go back?"

"Your brother is cheating!"

"Don't talk nonsense, see the real chapter under your hands!"

"Let's go!"

The two ignored the spectators and walked out quickly, side by side.

The appointment was successful.

Many guests in the hall hurriedly put down their chopsticks and shouted loudly to settle the bill.

I'm in a hurry, it's the most comfortable to watch the excitement or something.

Seeing that the guests had all run away, Xu Zhifeng's heart ached, he rolled his eyes, and glanced back at the cheongsam girl, "Look?

The cheongsam girl was aggrieved, "The bottle of foundation building liquid they are fighting for has ten milliliters, it is so expensive, and it must not be resigned." ”

Xu Zhifeng shrugged, "Mind our! Don't hurry up and help settle the bill! Everyone is gone, alas, today's turnover has dropped a lot, and my heart hurts." A group of salty and carrot-eating melon eaters who don't worry about it, see what to do. ”

After speaking, he walked back, muttering to himself, rare and strange, just ten milliliters of foundation building liquid, is it worth making a fuss to the point of red-facedness?

If you want others to hear his tone, you have to scold him fiercely, you, a civilian who hasn't even touched the edge of Xuanli, where did you come from to say that you are not ashamed, it is clear that you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour.

Back in the office, Xu Zhifeng didn't go back to sitting, but walked to the office window and looked out.

The wide streets of the town are bustling with people.

There is little energy on people's faces.

The people didn't talk to each other, they were on their guards, putting their hands in their pockets, and walking with their heads down.

The two of them had already walked out of the hotel door, spitting and sparking all the way.

Behind the two of them, they followed a large group of ants to move like a crowd of melon-eating people, which was quite lively, and almost no one opened a bet.

This scene breaks the tranquility of the town and brings to life a different scenery on the street.

pretended to be cold on the window, but in fact, Xu Zhifeng, who was watching the excitement, hummed in his nose.

The two of them are poor and sour, so pitiful.

Finally, the two men hurried out of the town's walled gates, and a moment later a violent collision sounded outside the town.

From time to time, two tall figures leap beyond the height of the fence and collide fiercely in the air.

It looks like two small Gundams are fighting.

This is the one who went out just now, and each of them put on their armor.

This is the Xuanshi.

A moment later, one of the figures used a large sword with the width of the door to pick open the other's giant shield, slashing it into a meteor with the armor and slashing it to the ground.

The smoke and dust gradually stopped, and everything returned to peace.

They decided the winners.

The so-called Xuanshi refers to a person who has successfully completed the foundation laying and awakened the Xuanjia with the assistance of Xuanli.

Xuanshi is the most important combat power in this world, and his status is respected and fascinating.

Xu Zhifeng's predecessor was extremely envious of Xuanshi, and even died for it.

If a person wants to become a Xuan Shi, he must squeeze every ray of potential in his body before the age of eighteen, let his physiological functions reach the peak, and then take Xuan Liquid.

As long as the body can withstand the impact of the drug and successfully leave a seed in the body, you can continue to take the Xuan liquid and slowly embark on the path of the Xuan Shi.

This process is very risky, and if it fails, you will have to lie down for half a year, but people still follow suit.

If you don't want to give up after the age of eighteen, and you have to force yourself to try, and if you fail again, you will most likely die.

Xu Zhifeng's predecessor died in the accident that failed to attack Xuanshi three years ago.

He was twenty-one years old.

Then Xu Zhifeng came.

Now that another three years have passed, Xu Zhifeng, who is twenty-four years old, has half a foot in the door of Xuanshi.

Adults have to be mysteries, there is another way.

Take expensive foundation building solution, use drugs to stimulate physiological activity, prolong the cycle of growth and development.

In fact, many descendants of wealthy families will continue to take foundation building liquid since they were teenagers, and with consistent exercise, they can almost become Xuanshi before adulthood.

Ordinary people can't do it, firstly, because they can't afford to buy foundation building fluid, and secondly, as civilians, they can't get off production, so they have to spend a lot of time in voluntary labor.

The predecessor was born as a civilian, and he has never been able to find a serious job, and he belongs to the full-time growers at the bottom, and he has to go to the planting area every day.

Xu Zhifeng and Li Dai Tao stiffened and relied on a modern person's mouth to gain a foothold in Bangyuelou Hotel.

At first, he worked hard as a grower during the day, and then worked the night shift as a small worker after work.

It wasn't until last year that he was finally promoted to the lobby manager and bought five insurances and one housing fund, which turned him into a voluntary grower, and he only had to go to the planting area once every three days.

But he still didn't have much time to exercise.

He almost resigned himself to his fate.

Half a year ago, a turnaround suddenly appeared.

Just like a starlight piercing the dark night, it suddenly illuminated his hope, making him feel that his salted fish could not only turn over, but even jump into the dragon gate.

This is another secret he keeps besides being a traverser.

Since he came into this world, he has had the same nightmare every day.

It's a nightmare that most people have ever had.

His bed disappeared in the dream, and there was an abyss beneath him, falling all the way down.

It has been falling.

It never stops.

This nightmare is academically known as a stumbling dream.

The feeling of weightlessness is extremely realistic.

Some scientists believe that this is due to changes in blood pressure, as if you have inadvertently slipped.

Lost dreams are often interpreted as fear of losing control, emotional imbalance, and so on.

There is also an explanation: falling dreams are important residual evidence of humans as primates.

The vast majority of people wake up with a strong sense of weightlessness.

But Xu Zhifeng didn't.

He was able to sleep until dawn and vividly recalled the fall all night.

At first, he thought it was the sequelae of rebirth through time, and even went to see a psychiatrist, but it didn't work.

Later, he discovered that the abyss he passed through each time he fell was not static, but always changing.

This dream seems to be repeated, but in fact, it is just that the abyss of falling is too far away.

Six months ago, a two-and-a-half-year decline finally came to an end.

His nightmare was over, and his consciousness in the dream fell into another body.

It took him three nights to get used to it, and seven more to figure out new mysteries.

In his dreams, his gaze could peer through the abyssal passage to his sleeping self.

The field of vision is fixed, just enough to fit a full palm, or half a face, like a leopard in a tube.

He tried to manipulate his "gaze" movement with his mind.

He shifted his gaze to the bedside table, where there was a bottle of the one milliliter of foundation building solution he had just bought with all his savings.

Blessed to his heart, he imagined a "hand" formed by consciousness and grabbed the foundation building liquid.

Something wonderful happened.

He really "saw" a phantom of a palm over there and pinched the bottle!

This palm phantom is composed of countless shimmering silk threads, which seem to be real and illusory.

Brother Xu was shocked.

He tried to pull the conscious hand back again.

Whoosh.

The palm of the hand disappeared from that side and reappeared in front of him.

After returning, the severed hand that quickly disintegrated floated in the void, and drops of crystal green liquid hung in the palm of his hand.

It's his heart and liver baby foundation building liquid!

As for the other side, the glass bottle is fine, but it is already empty.

Almost didn't give him a crash on the spot.

This tastes like a cutie who has just received a salary and holds a handful of money and walks out of the door and bumps into an unscrupulous magician.

"Little brother, I'll play a trick for you, you put the money in my mineral water bottle. ”

"Wow...... Little brother, you don't have any money for me!"

"Little brother says goodbye to ......"

What a.

This is a full 50,000 yuan, which is half a year's salary for him.

He was so scared that the fake nightmare turned into a real nightmare, and he woke up on the spot.

Another day later, he returned to his dream body in trepidation.

He then discovered that the foundation building solution had been completely decomposed.

If he hadn't been mentally prepared in advance, he would have woken up again.

After pondering for a long time, he found that the six core raw materials needed to refine the liquid had not disappeared, but had been separated from each other and stored in the corner of this body.

Another day passed, and when he came back, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he had more inexplicable knowledge in his head.

This is the nature and characteristics of one of the raw materials, not the physical and chemical properties that float on the surface, but the underlying essential composition.

He began to compare the essential characteristics of the raw material, and his mind fantasized about fine-tuning his own composition, and constantly approaching it.

After a long time, after his clumsy attempts again and again, he finally succeeded.

A clump of identical substance appeared next to the clump of raw material, more in larger portions, and still 100% pure.

It's like traveling back in time to write an article on a computer before being reborn, copying, pasting, pasting......

Six days later, he had completed the replication of the six ingredients.

On the seventh day, he compared the basic synthesis method he found in the knowledge network library, and after wasting most of the materials after five consecutive failures, he finally succeeded in the last time and completed the first synthesis of the foundation building liquid.

He was given 10 milliliters of Tsukiki.

A full ten milliliters!

And it is also a perfect foundation building liquid with no impurities at all!

He began to fantasize again, and the hand of consciousness "grabbed" the foundation building liquid and handed it to the other side of the passage.

He did it.

The empty glass bottle quickly filled, and the one milliliter of ordinary foundation building solution seven days ago became ten milliliters of perfect foundation building solution.

One becomes ten!

He drank it down in one gulp with trepidation, and then jumped out of bed in excitement.

Not only is this medicine useful, but the effect is even outrageous.

He ran around town all night before he could barely digest it.

The next day, he made another 10 milliliters of Perfect Foundation Solution, and he didn't rush to deliver it.

On the third day, his inventory in the dream reached twenty milliliters.

But he found that after sending back ten milliliters, he couldn't send it.

Explain that the limit of the substance sent back per day is ten milliliters, and no more.

But he was satisfied.

Scholars' research results show that ordinary people can only absorb up to 10 milliliters of foundation building solution per day, and any more will cause problems.

But it is difficult for the descendants of ordinary wealthy families in the town to drink ten milliliters a month.

That's 500,000 yuan, and you can buy a well-decorated two-bedroom apartment in the center of town.

But he can produce and sell himself every day, and he is still a prostitute!

Xu Zhifeng keenly grasped the greatest use of this body.

First of all, he can reproduce the relatively precious things in the world at a completely zero cost.

It is more domineering than turning water into oil and turning stones into gold, which is simply a creation out of thin air.

Then, as an ordinary person who failed to become a Xuanshi, he was able to easily handle the refining of the foundation building liquid that Xuanshi had to deal with carefully.

Moreover, the production of foundation building liquid for ordinary people is just the beginning.

As long as he is given the opportunity to collect higher-level materials, he can still produce the Xuan liquid that the Xuan Shi has to drink but has to drink!

The Xuanshi Road had already closed the door to him, but now he took out a missile from his crotch and rode forward on it.

He could break through the door with a bang.

And this missile can also become thicker and bigger on its own, carrying him all the way.

Therefore, half a year has passed, and now at the age of twenty-four, he is about to reach the standard of becoming a Xuanshi.

Because he is hard enough, even more than his predecessor.

He was reluctant to cash out a day's output.

Compared with other Xuanshi, he has already lost at the starting line, so he must put a turbo on the back of his ass and rush forward.

In this world where alien beasts threaten the lives of ordinary people anytime and anywhere, only by becoming a mystic can you truly grasp the initiative of living.

He was still standing by the window looking into the distance, and the multi-function communication device on the desk behind him suddenly sounded the announcement.

"Hello audience friends, welcome to the on-time broadcast. ”

"The third planting area of Jiangshui Town was raided by agile alien beasts, and 34 growers were killed. The escort team dispatched in time, killing a total of three E-class alien beasts on the spot, and another mutated E-class alien beast escaped. Please be vigilant in the vicinity. You have to be careful!"

"The fifteenth planting area of Anlong County was attacked by seven power-type E-class alien beasts, and with the help of the latest intermediate security system, the planters evacuated in time, and only four people were killed. None of the beasts escaped. Let's pay our respects to the soldiers of the Escort Force, come on, come on!"

The key broadcast is that the Gangwon bandit gang located on the Huangyi Plateau has been exterminated by the Anzhou Prefecture Army, killing 673 criminals and capturing 107 people. Long live the Lord of Anzhou!"

"Highlight the ......"

The sweet voice of the radio station is telling how many people have died here or there in a tone like a annunciation.

Xu Zhifeng, a traverser, felt quite disobedient.

It's been three years since he came to this world, and he still can't adapt to it.

In his hometown, hanging ten people was a major accident that shocked the whole country.

There are dozens, hundreds, or even tens of thousands of deaths here at every turn, but it is a delicate girl who reports in the tone of gossip news, as if she was joking.

Xu Zhifeng clenched his fists suddenly, turned away from the window, and turned off the radio with a snap.

Anyway, I'm not going to be on the radio.

Not only do I want to live, but I want to live nourishing!

When I become a mystery, I must let the boss raise my salary!

At least five hundred!

His mind was flooded with the fierce and vicious appearance of the woman named Xiang Bangyue.

Forget it, three hundred is fine.

Anyway, it can't be less than two hundred!