Chapter 137: The Protagonist's Aura?
After a beating, he also remembered that yesterday his predecessor did indeed accept money from a little boy but did not give people sugar gourds.
And then...... The predecessor died at home last night, and he crossed over and took the cauldron that appeared out of thin air.
Feeling the sharp pain coming from his body, the man only felt that he was really unfavorable.
It's really not good for the passing years.
Not to mention being struck by lightning before crossing over, at least he also traveled to this world.
But after crossing, I found that the family could no longer open the pot, fortunately, the predecessor was a sugar gourd seller, and by the way, even he learned the technique of making sugar gourds.
Therefore, in order to prevent himself from starving to death, he could only start his predecessor's old business, selling sugar gourds.
But what I didn't expect was that a bunch of sugar gourds were not sold today, and then they were beaten up, and the sugar gourds on their bodies were also snatched away.
Touching his empty purse, the man only felt that all the bad things were concentrated today.
"It's hard to ...... life"
But in the end, he could only sigh with a sigh of bitterness, and then staggered towards the place where he lived.
The predecessor did not have a sister who was like a flower and jade, and there was no blood relationship.
There was no childhood sweetheart in the past.,And the neighbor sister who has a secret affection for him.。
There was no noble and glamorous lady in the past, and she was different from everyone else in her daughter.
Of course, he is not the eldest young master who ran away from home in a big family.
There are no little villains who look down on people and want to come over and step on his feet at any time to come to him.
In short, there is nothing in this goods, not even the money bag, which is empty.
Dragging his heavy body, he quickly returned to where he was staying.
He lives in a slum, and in this world, slums are not called slums, but plebeian ghettos.
Of course, that's just the official name, and in the eyes of people living in civilian settlements, the place where they live is a slum.
In a small, low, air-leaking room in the slum, a man is contemplating life on his stained bed.
Before the crossing, he was an ordinary young man who worked in a factory, eating and waiting for death every day.
However, his work is not ordinary.
It was an inflatable doll factory.
The other employees were responsible for fitting the dolls with their hands and feet, but he?
He's amazing, he's only responsible for pretending.
Forced to the baby.
Subconsciously sniffed his hand, and after feeling that the pungent smell of inferior silicone had moved away from him, a trace of gloom flashed in the man's eyes.
Although he knew that pretending to be forced had no future, he would rather pretend to be forced in the factory every day than travel to this world and be starved to death.
After the previous beating, he felt like he was going to starve to death here.
He has the ability to pretend to be forced, but there is no inflatable doll factory here, and his ability cannot be used at all.
However, just when he was wailing in his heart, in his mind, a voice appeared in an instant.
"Ding~~~ The invisible forcing system is starting......"
......
The spicy chicken carried He Chuan back and forth above the city, and He Chuan did not let the spicy chicken leave, so the spicy chicken could only circle over the city.
He Chuan had already noticed the man.
When the man was beaten, He Chuan thought that he would break out into the small universe or something.
But what happened after that made He Chuan understand that he seemed to be thinking a little too much.
When the man returned to his room and began to think about life, He Chuan also noticed that something was wrong at this time.
I don't know if it's because of the improvement of cultivation or something else, He Chuan sensed an incomparably mysterious aura beside the man.
This aura was extremely subtle, and even He Chuan could only faintly sense it.
Although He Chuan could sense that breath, He Chuan didn't have any way to record that breath at this time.
It was as if that breath didn't exist at all, but He Chuan could clearly sense that breath.
It's like seeing a ghost, but he can't remember what the ghost looks like, and he can't describe it.
It's very uncomfortable.
Frowning, He Chuan also had a faint guess in his heart.
Perhaps, this is how the system appeared, and maybe, in the mind of the man below, a system is about to appear?
Thoughts flashed in his heart, but He Chuan didn't do anything, but watched it silently.
The aura had vanished after a while, and in its place was a sense of disobedience in the man's body.
It is indeed a sense of disobedience.
It's as if an eagle suddenly appeared in the middle of a flock of little yellow chickens.
That strong sense of disobedience will definitely make people notice the eagle at the first time.
The moment he saw this scene, He Chuan instantly thought of something.
In the novels he saw on Earth, the protagonists usually had a strong sense of presence, as dazzling as fireflies in the night.
And this kind of performance with a strong sense of presence, is it the same as the guy in front of him?
When the sense of existence is strong, all good and bad things begin to come to this person.
For example, people who were originally dismissive of him may have a strong urge to step on him when they see him again.
For example, people who originally didn't have a good impression of him will have an inexplicable affection for him when they see him again.
For example, some things that couldn't even take his turn to do it would subconsciously come to him.
This...... Isn't it the aura of the legendary protagonist?
The enemy came to the door and wanted to slap him in the face, and then he was beaten back by the protagonist.
The girl who didn't know him, when she saw him again, she instantly haunted him as if she was in spring.
Some treasures that originally had nothing to do with him would also fly directly into his hands.
Thinking of these in his heart, He Chuan suddenly became thoughtful.
The system is not only a golden finger for those protagonists, but also an aura for the person who is bound to the system.
Under the shroud of this aura, many things will appear one by one around the person who is bound to the system.
And the person who is bound to the system will become stronger and stronger when these things arise.
After thinking about these things, He Chuan also directly ordered the spicy chicken to leave here directly.