Chapter 2: The Reality of the Backbone
Hua Xin finally remembered.
A month ago, on his way to summer work, he encountered a once-in-a-lifetime purple meteor shower. At that time, it was as if he had been hit by a meteor. After that, there was no after, and I had the impression that he was directly unconscious. It was as if I had a long, long dream.
In the dream, Hua Xin dreamed of a golden dragon. When the dragon saw him, it rushed straight at him. After that, there is the scene that has just woken up.
Now that he has awakened, Hua Xin has realized that the golden dragon is the Supreme Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor of the Ten Thousand Worlds. Coincidentally, the name of the Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor is also Hua Xin.
Because the Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor has survived for millions of years, his memory is very large. Hua Xin was in a coma for a month before fusing all his memories.
"Who am I now?"
Hua Xin's eyes were confused. When he was confused, the last wisp of memory was completely integrated. After a few moments, all the fog in his heart was dispelled.
"I am Hua Xin, a freshman student in Jiangnan City, and I am also the Supreme of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the originator of alchemy, the demon of the formation, the king of refining, and the ancient emperor of the demon dragon who shook the Eight Desolations and swept the Liuhe!"
"Empress Yaochi, you wait for me, wait for Ben to respect and cultivate for a hundred years, and I will definitely ask you to go down to Huangquan!"
According to the memories of the Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor, the Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor was killed from behind by his beloved woman when he was breaking into the tomb of the gods with his woman.
It's just that the Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor was very disappointed and angry at that time, and finally directly detonated his body, of course, he understood that this was not enough to kill the Empress Yaochi. But a galaxy was detonated afterwards. His primordial god, that is, his soul, finally got what he wanted, and escaped in the meteor shower formed by the detonation of the galaxy, and finally fused with the soul of Hua Xin, a college student of the Water Blue Star.
"Wo Cao, isn't it, the thinner degree of the aura is so thin that it is about to dry up. ”
The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.
Hua Xin moved his mind slightly, wanting to absorb the aura around him, he found that the aura on the earth was very thin, and he had entered the era of the end of the law.
If it was just an ordinary planet, Hua Xin was also confident that he would be able to cultivate to the peak realm within a hundred years. But the earth in the era of the end of the law, let alone return to his previous peak realm, even if he wants to fly out of the earth, it will take at least a hundred years. This is still based on the premise that he has the method of creation. If you were to become an ordinary cultivator, I am afraid that you would have to spend at least a thousand years of hard work.
"Hey...... No, no, the money must be repaid...... Three months, three months is not good, sister-in-law, Xinxin still has to go to college, can he be given a grace period of a few months, he can't go to college, hey, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, hey, hey, hey, ......hey, hey, hey, hey
Hua Xin, who fused the memories of the Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor in the room, was also transformed by the residual energy of the Demon Dragon Ancient Emperor. Hearing is far from what it used to be. Even though they were separated by a wall, Sun Xiang could hear his mother talking on the phone in the bathroom.
Hua Xin walked out of the room just in time to meet his mother coming out of the bathroom.
"Xinxin, ah......" Hua Xin's mother took the lead in speaking, paused, and finally asked with determination: "Do you feel anything uncomfortable on your body now?"
"Nope. Hua Xin replied truthfully. Not only no, but his mental state at the moment is simply amazing. He could feel the explosive power in his muscles before and after awakening. It's just that there are no practice stones around, and he doesn't know how strong it is.
"Xinxin ......" Huaxin's mother wanted to speak and stopped.
"Mom, if you have anything you want to say, just say it, right?"
"Xinxin, if there is nothing wrong with your body, I want to go back to work in the afternoon. ”
"Afternoon?" Hua Xin said in surprise. I didn't expect my mother to be in such a hurry.
"Hmm. Hua Xin's mother finally plucked up the courage to say. For her, Hua Xin's studies are as important as her body.
"Okay, I got it. Mom, go ahead, I'm fine. ”
"Are you really okay?"
"It's really fine. ”
"Okay, I'll go. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to call me as soon as possible. ”
"Hmm. ”
Hua Xin nodded and sent her mother out the door. If it weren't for hearing the voice on the phone, Hua Xin wouldn't know why her mother was in a hurry to go back to work so soon. will even misunderstand whether his mother doesn't hurt him and doesn't care about him. You know, he's just woken up.
Fortunately, after fusing the two memories, he heard very well, and he could guess from his mother's words that during the time he was in a coma, her mother must have borrowed a lot, a lot of money to save him.
"Mom is so desperate, how can I be lazy!" Hua Xin picked up the phone, dialed a number, and quickly connected.
"Hey, is it Manager Liu...... Yes, I'm Hua Xin, I'm already awake, is my seat still there, I want to go to work today...... Okay, okay, I'll be there on time. ”
Hua Xin simply cleaned up and walked out of the dormitory door. In fact, he didn't have anything to clean up at all, just a change of clean clothes.
Yes, Hua Xinke is a sensible child, knowing that his family is poor, although he was admitted to university, he still used the summer vacation to do a job as a food delivery. Calculated in a month, there are also incomes ranging from 3,000 to 5,000.
Out of the dormitory, Hua Xin walked down the street. It was approaching dusk, and the streets were gradually becoming more and more crowded.
"I don't know how much money my mother borrowed?" When Hua Xin was thinking like this, someone suddenly handed out flyers in front of her.
Hua Xin raised her head and saw a very delicate girl, presumably a poor female student doing a part-time job.
The female student saw Hua Xin look up and handed Hua Xin a flyer: "Recently, scratch has launched a trench seven game, and someone just won one four hundred thousand and one two hundred and fifty thousand yesterday. Little handsome guy, let's take a look at the flyer when you have time. ”
"Hmm. Hua Xin nodded, not that he really wanted to buy scratch tickets. Instead, I wanted this schoolgirl to leave work early. He used to do the work of handing out leaflets, and he could only get off work when the leaflets in his hand were finished.
"Well, one of the students bought a lottery ticket too. Does the family know?"
When Hua Xin took the leaflet, a middle-aged man with a fat figure passed by Hua Xin's side and muttered to Hua Xin disdainfully.
On the flyer, the gameplay of Trench Seven is very simple. There are twenty-six chances to win.
Hua Xin glanced at the lottery shop and fantasized: "If only I could win 400,000." ”
Getting rich on the lottery is a completely unrealistic idea. This thought was only fleeting in his mind.
After all, he is very poor now, although a scratch ticket is only ten yuan, but for Hua Xin, ten yuan is a day's food expenses for his school.