"He's the poor creature, isn't he?"

Gu Yan stood on the street pretending to be wandering around, but his eyes were secretly staring at a young man in a lottery station across the road.

That young man is Liang Zhihao, that is to say, the poor worm in his mouth.

That's right, after seeing the truth of things through space retrospection, this 'protagonist' who reads Liang Zhihao's writing rebirth is just a pitiful worm in Gu Yan's eyes, a pitiful worm whose fate is controlled by Gao Wei's existence and does not know it, without a trace of freedom, thinking that he can change the future and change his fate, but he does not know that the master himself is just a chess piece in the hands of some kind of existence.

"I don't know if I'm just a wretched worm too." Gu Yan thought of the fantasy terminal in his body, he didn't know the answer, he only knew that no matter what the answer was, it was impossible for him to give up this power.

His thoughts diverged for a while, but he soon suppressed this emotion and set his eyes on Liang Zhihao again.

The ability to call the system,Gu Yan can easily project what happened in the lottery station in his mind in an all-round way。

"This young man, do you want to buy a lottery ticket, machine selection or hand selection?" The owner of the lottery station glanced at Liang Zhihao, but he was not too enthusiastic, and sat on the chair and chased the drama without raising his head.

"5 machine picks, 5 hand picks, a total of 10 shots." Liang Zhihao didn't care about the boss's attitude, and said with a smile.

"5 machine picks, 5 hand picks, how many bets do you want to buy?" The boss finally got up from his chair and asked with a smile on his face.

"Uh..."

Liang Zhihao thought about it for a while and said: "The machine selects one note for each card, and I will take a look at it first and then decide." ”

"Okay, then you fill in the number first, and I'll help you type out the machine-selected ticket first. 5 machine picks, one note each, a total of 10 pieces. ”

Liang Zhihao took out a 10 yuan from his wallet and handed it to the boss, and then the boss pressed it a few times on the computer, and then handed him 5 machine-selected lottery tickets.

"If you choose it by hand..."

Liang Zhihao wrote four sets of numbers on the note at will, and then wrote out the number in the memory as the fifth group of numbers, and after writing, he also corrected the number by number several times to ensure that there was no mistake before handing the note to the boss.

"Boss, these five sets of numbers, the first four groups of numbers each buy five notes, and the last group of numbers buy 10 notes." After speaking, he took out a 50 yuan from his wallet and handed a 10 yuan to the boss.

"Okay! Wait a minute. The boss took the money from Liang Zhihao's hand and greeted him thoughtfully.

It didn't take long for Liang Zhihao to take the lottery ticket from the owner of the lottery station, and walked out of the lottery station quickly after checking the numbers without making a mistake.

"My family lives in Pudong New Area, but I want to come to Huangpu District to buy lottery tickets, and I buy so many tickets, it seems that I want to hide my identity."

Gu Yan used the ability of the terminal to take all the situation in the lottery station into his eyes,Coupled with the information he got before,I quickly guessed Liang Zhihao's intentions。

Back in the rental room, Liang Zhihao first carefully hid the lottery tickets, then took off his formal clothes and wore only a pair of sweatpants, and stood topless in front of a full-length mirror, with a somewhat strange expression.

The body reflected in the mirror is very thin and weak, and there are no muscles in the whole body, such a physique cannot even reach the normal level of an ordinary young man, let alone survive in the end times.

"This body is too thin and weak, and the physical quality is too poor, with my current physique, I can't absorb much demon source at all when the blood moon envelops the earth's demonic qi when it first erupts, so the final result can only be like the previous life, struggling at the bottom of the world for decades, doing nothing." Liang Zhihao looked at the full-length mirror, shook his head with a slight frown, and sighed.

"Luckily, there is still time, and when the lottery is drawn, I will be able to get my body fully exercised."

As the so-called poor and rich martial arts, exercising not only requires a suitable method, but also needs to spend a lot of money to buy ingredients to replenish qi and blood to maintain the body's nutrition, otherwise you will not wait for your physique to exercise, it will have the opposite effect because the nutrition cannot keep up.

"As long as I improve my physique, when the time comes, I will be able to absorb more demon sources when the demonic qi explodes, thus laying a more solid foundation for future development."

Liang Zhihao stood in the center of the rental room, his hands were round, his legs were apart, his body was half-squatting, his back was straight, and his lower abdomen was constantly relaxing and contracting with a special rhythm with his breathing.

In this pose, in less than half a moment, Liang Zhihao's forehead and back were already covered with sweat, even the sweatpants he was wearing were already soaked, his muscles were exposed, the muscles of all parts of his body were already trembling slightly, and even his face was a little pale.

The next moment, there was a slight sound in Liang Zhihao's ears, and the subtle blood continued to seep out to the skin along with the pores, and in a moment the blood and sweat fused with each other to make his whole person look like he had been drenched in blood.

Then, he only felt that his body was weak, and he could no longer maintain his position, and fell straight to the floor.

The eyeball that had been following him was sticking out a transparent tentacle and piercing his back, and the reddish light continued to transmit into his body through the tentacle.

"Huhu~~~"

"Sure enough, my current physical fitness is still not suitable for practicing this set of "Eight Methods of Blood", I didn't expect to be so tired just by posing as a starting hand. I think when I practiced this set of body forging methods, I did all the movements in one go, and I didn't even sweat a drop, which was too far away. ”

Liang Zhihao lay on the floor and kept panting, and he didn't get up for a long time.

After a while, Liang Zhihao felt that his strength was gradually recovering before he stood up.

Clenched his fists, feeling the surging power in his body, Liang Zhihao knew that it was just an illusion after his physique was improved, but it was undeniable that his physique had indeed improved greatly.

Don't look at him just holding a strange position for a few minutes, but in a few minutes he has already achieved what it would take others months to achieve.

The posture that Liang Zhihao posed just now comes from a forging method called "Eight Methods of Blood", which is the starting style of this forging method. This is also one of the few forging methods in Liang Zhihao's memory that can produce effects without absorbing demonic energy, and it is also the method with the lowest cultivation requirements, the fastest effect, and the lowest backlash in Liang Zhihao's memory, but the only drawback of this body forging method is that it is the most painful, so the mortality rate is also the highest.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no demonic qi on the earth now, he wouldn't have taken such a big risk to practice this body forging method.

"Hello, is anyone here?" Just as Liang Zhihao was standing in the room and recovering his strength, several slow knocks sounded from outside the door, and then a flat voice came from outside the door.

"Who? Can I help you? ”

"Please open the door, I'm doing the census."

"Wait a minute, I'll be right away." Liang Zhihao scratched his head when he heard this, then put on his clothes and opened the door.

"Hello, Reborn" Gu Yan stood outside the door with a smile on his face.