“i＇mtired… Belch... ofbeing… Belch... whatyouwantme… Belch... tobefeeling…”

With a vague voice and out-of-tune songs, although he had a splitting headache, Dong Xuan felt very good, and he had the urge to go to KTV to fight for another 300 rounds.

As a drunken standard drunkard, if you strip away the characteristics of Chinese Americans, he now looks no different from the ubiquitous homeless people in H City, California, USA - sloppy and decadent

Coupled with the strong smell of alcohol, even the gangsters didn't bother to do anything when they saw it, because these garbage that had been squeezed by the bar really didn't have any oil and water...

"How... Feeling like the ground is shaking? ”

Maybe it was the alcohol that filled his brain, maybe it was the cold wind that devoured his body temperature, or maybe there was really a small earthquake, anyway, Dong Xuan's swaying figure finally fell to the ground with a thud, and the cold ground pressed against his cheek, making him shiver suddenly.

"Where am I?"

Turning over with difficulty, Dong Xuan suddenly saw the mottled night sky above his head, just like the thick layer of cheap foundation on the faces of those special professionals in the window of the neighborhood in the distance, which made people feel disgusting when they looked at it, so Dong Xuan really vomited.

"Gross!"

Turning his head and squirting out a turbid unknown liquid, leaving dirty marks on the road, the burning heat in his stomach did not relieve it in the slightest, but made Dong Xuan feel even more uncomfortable.

"I'm going to die... I wouldn't have drunk that much if I had known..."

Taking a breath and looking at the miserable white light overhead, Dong Xuan inexplicably remembered the rumors he heard two days ago that he didn't know if they were true or not

-- On such cold nights, there are always a few more guys on both sides of the road covered in a thin layer of frost, and the next morning the morning cleaners complain about dragging away the stiff corpses, which are then circulated to different channels along with other "large recyclables".

Cut or burn or canned, in short, these "garbage" finally dissipated completely, except for the missing certificate as if it never existed, and it could not make the slightest wave...

"Well, forget it, I don't want to be donated or canned, and it's cheaper for those Yankees..."

It's a pity that when Dong Xuan wanted to leave, fate seemed to be planning to play a little joke on him...

Blinding... Dazzling...

A silver-white circulating aura appeared out of thin air almost close to Dong Xuan's head at some point!

The aura existed for an extremely short time, so short that the shocked Dong Xuan didn't have time to open his mouth to turn his emotions into a scream, and the aura shattered like glass, and then a silver-white beam of light shot out and smashed into Dong Xuan's eyebrows with thin ice!

"Huh?!"

A miserable scream, an irrepressible sharp pain instantly spread along his brain, Dong Xuan suddenly fainted, and at the last moment, the only thought in his mind was- "Damn, I won't really become that kind of recyclable garbage, right?!" ”

……

Dong Xuan felt that he had a strange dream, and in the dream, an ancient universe that had come to the end of eternity began to collapse and extinguish itself.

Time, space, past, existence...

Whether it's a terrifying giant beast the size of a star, or a strange cosmic battleship engraved with runes, or a variety of creatures on a living planet, even the vague figures in the center of the universe sitting in an unknown palace are not immune, and in the end, everything is completely empty...

But at the moment when everything was completely gone, in that strange palace, one of the blurred figures suddenly raised its head!

The three shining golden eyes seemed to have crossed the endless barrier, and suddenly looked at Dong Xuan!

Dong Xuan suddenly woke up...

"Sure enough, I actually slept on the road all night..."

Spit out a breath of mist, and Dong Xuan, who felt everywhere as if he had been violently beaten, felt it for the first time - he was really going to freeze into a popsicle if he didn't get up again.

Moving his somewhat numb arms, he hurriedly got up from the ground.

"Sure enough, canned human flesh or something is a rumor... Well, I don't rule out that maybe I still have the breath to avoid becoming canned? ”

However, Dong Xuan, who noticed the disgusted gazes of the sparse pedestrians around him, and the smell on his body was a little unbearable, Dong Xuan didn't have time to think about it, confirmed the location and hurriedly ran to his rental house, in fact, he was only a few dozen meters away from arriving home last night.

This is an old apartment located on the side of the road, specially used to rent to outsiders, and Dong Xuan lives on the second floor.

As soon as I opened the door, all kinds of "familiar smells" suddenly appeared inside, littered clothes, garbage everywhere and faintly drifting dust...

Kicking aside the packaging of the instant sandwich under his feet, Dong Xuan took off his coat and walked into the small bathroom, the hot water kissed his slightly cold skin, making his originally tense numb muscles suddenly relax.

"Anyway... That dream was so weird..."

In the dream, the uncountable, unwilling sorrow of the destroyed creatures, the invisible but truly felt lament when the vast galaxy is gone... That scene was so real that Dong Xuan couldn't believe it at all, it was just a dream.

But soon, Dong Xuan sensed that something seemed to be wrong with him, and the next moment, he finally found out what was wrong.

"It's... When did you get it? ”

Dong Xuan, who has been a good student since he was a child, suddenly found that he was in the center of his eyebrows in the mirror, and he didn't know what was like a tattoo.

On closer inspection, this thing looks like a strange golden rune, or... Like a golden... Eye?!

Airplanes!

As if touching a switch, the runes instantly burst into dazzling golden brilliance, and countless messages suddenly began to emerge from Dong Xuan's mind frantically... The development of civilization, the evolution of the universe, the secrets, formulas and principles of cultivation...

All kinds of chaotic things are based on time, regardless of the anti-violence method that is forced into the brain, Dong Xuan can't help but start holding his head and screaming!

It was precisely because of this pain that Dong Xuan didn't notice that the whites of his eyes were strangely glowing with a faint golden light at the moment, and in a pair of deep pupils, there were countless runes spinning and shining, like eternal stars in the sky...

The stuffing of information continued, but it was so huge that in a trance, Dong Xuan even saw something like a data stream in the hacker empire swiping in front of his eyes!

That countless knowledge, which should have made people crazy, made every nerve cell in his mind scream with an overwhelmed cry at this moment!

"Ahhh The head is going to crack! ”

Dong Xuan felt that as long as there were a few more seconds, his brain would explode like a watermelon!

The golden rune paused slightly, as if he also sensed his predicament at the moment, the light shrank slightly, and the knowledge that had just been released was less than one ten-thousandth of the knowledge and was extracted back again, and the next moment, the golden rune was brilliant!

As if to take care of Dong Xuan's receptivity, through some kind of transformation, the rune quickly evolved into something similar to the interface of computer search software, which was embedded in the corner of his eye, which made Dong Xuan, who was still having a headache, stunned.

"Copycat Baidu?"

As if he was satisfied with what he had done, the next moment, the golden rune on his forehead disappeared, and instead appeared in Dong Xuan's consciousness out of thin air...

"Whew... I was almost killed by a hard drive or something like an information processor, this gap is really..."

Everything was over, the pain receded like a tide, and Dong Xuan, who finally didn't have to be tortured anymore, took a breath, and felt that his whole body was almost soft.

What he had seen earlier was not a dream, but really a scene from the collapse of a universe in the other world, and it was also the last memory left by the three-eyed guy known as the god of wisdom.

And the eye-like rune, which is said to have been integrated into his soul now, is the carrier of the knowledge and memory of the god of wisdom for hundreds of millions of years, the inheritance of knowledge.

The nature is like the USB flash drive commonly used by humans, but the storage capacity of the two is obviously not the same level at all.

At the very least, the USB flash drive on the earth will not reach the point where it can evolve into a data processor on its own...

As for the content inside, although the information in the past is more serious because of the reason of spanning different universes, or the memory loss, the only remaining part is the information that counts in tens of billions of years and contains tens of millions of civilizations, which can really be called as vast as a galaxy.

It is estimated that all the hard disks on the earth combined, no less than one percent of them are recorded...

"It should be said that he is worthy of being a god of wisdom who represents the inheritance of knowledge, and the destruction of the universe does not forget to pass on all the knowledge he knows."

However, Dong Xuan did not rule out the possibility that he had drunk too much foreign wine and had continuous hallucinations in his brain, so he decided to make a small attempt according to the information inherited in his mind.

"If the Three Eyes didn't lie to me, then I have now inherited his pre-god profession with the power of the Inheritance Rune, the powerful being called the Source Arcanist..."

Although, now he is a new level 1 apprentice-level arcanist, and he is only the first level in the 25 level sequence of arcanists, but he is still out of the sequence of ordinary people, and naturally has its own differences.

And the hallmark of the Arcanist is that it is powerful enough to interfere with matter!

In order to confirm this, Dong Xuan suddenly turned around and stared at the soap on the shelf next to him.

Some invisible force guided his eyes, and an extremely faint faint blue light attached to the surface of the target, and after that, the milky white fatty acid polymer was immediately sucked onto Dong Xuan's open palm.

"Actually... It's true! ”

Holding the dry and smooth soap in his hand, the substantial touch clearly told him that all this was not an illusion, and the talent spell that the arcanists called the Arcane Hand (in Dong Xuan's opinion, was more like the telekinesis after strong mental power) actually succeeded!

And that means... What just happened was not a prelude to being sent to a psychiatric hospital, but it was indeed a peerless chance that completely changed fate!

"Calm down, calm down..."

The heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to escape from the restrained chest, and the sharp rise in blood pressure made it difficult to breathe, Dong Xuan had to take a deep breath, pinching the soap out of shape, and it took several minutes to barely stabilize the heartbeat.

After calming down, Dong Xuan suddenly found that he seemed to have been trapped.

"Since the inheritance information is confirmed to be true, then it is also true that my life force is greatly consumed by the pressure of the inheritance rune, and my lifespan has been drastically reduced?!"

Although most of the knowledge had been withdrawn, there was still a large part of Dong Xuan's brain remained.

And it was with this part of the same thing as the various fact sheets of the inheritance runes, Dong Xuan almost instinctively learned that his fragile soul and brain had begun to be a little overwhelmed by the inheritance runes that were suddenly stuffed in, and if it was not solved, it was estimated that his lifespan would be less than ten years...

It's also his bad luck.

In fact, the God of Wisdom is not unaware of this situation, and the inheritance of the Origin Arcanist, which is independent of the inheritance information, and the unusually complete preservation of relevant knowledge, is specially prepared for this purpose.

It's just a pity, I don't know why the high-level power that was enough to spawn Dong Xuan to at least more than ten levels was actually missing, although it was fortunate that it didn't affect his transformation into a source energy arcane master, but it still left a very serious sequelae

- The mana he gained to wield arcane power after becoming an arcaneist was so rare that it was not even one-tenth of the standard mana of a junior apprentice!

With such a scarce power, such a low-level arcanist level, it was naturally impossible to strengthen him to the point where he was strong enough to carry the inheritance runes, and even more cruel was that apart from the Arcane Hand, Dong Xuan couldn't even release the most basic Arcane now.

"It's..."

The water in the shower was still gushing, but the water that had been exhausted and the hot water had already gradually become cold, but it was obvious that Dong Xuan didn't care about these things at all now, but was eager to find a solution from the inheritance information.

Thanks to Dong Xuan's extremely familiar search engine search method, he soon found a large number of ways to solve this situation from the inheritance runes.

Whether it is using biotechnology to strengthen brain cells, or using genetic technology to strengthen gene sequences, or using mechanical technology to build a second nuclear brain domain, there are hundreds of ways to easily solve this problem, which makes him feel a lot more at ease.

However, it is said that this is the case, but there is a very practical and completely insurmountable gap in front of Dong Xuan - he has no money.