Yang Zhe didn't want to be a hero. He is content with his current life.

As a mechanical maintenance engineer in the Red Star Garment Factory, in charge of the maintenance of all machinery in the audience, who doesn't call him "Chief Engineer Yang"?

When the fire broke out, Yang Zhe's first reaction was to flee.

However, when he heard the frightened screams and cries of the female workers, he could not help but look back.

He saw that the packet of materials that had been piled up at the door had fallen in the burning, blocking the doorway and burning.

The female workers did not dare to jump out of the burning packets and screamed behind the fire, and some even turned and ran inside.

There is no way out inside. The boss blocked the back door in order to place the large machine.

Yang Zhe didn't think about it that much, it was just a material package. He rushed back and kicked the burning packet open.

"Run!" he shouted, and was about to run away, carrying a heavy load on his back, but another material bag fell down. With a stiff back and a backhand, he blocked the material package.

The female workers ran past him in a panic.

The material package on the back is hot, and the heat wave on the back is rolling. He felt as if his hair had been burned, and his scalp was burning hot. He wanted to run away, but familiar and panicked faces were running towards him.

He knew that if he dodged and ran away, the packs would all fall over. The door will be blocked again. Those women workers who did not run out were afraid that they would suffer.

Yang Zhe shouted: "Run, run, hurry!" He was really anxious: If you run slowly, I will be burned to death, uncle.

In fact, it was less than a minute, but Yang Zhe felt like a century had passed, and the last female worker finally ran out. Yang Zhe immediately dodged and fled. He was only on one side, his legs lifted, and a large pile of burning cloth smashed down.

If it's just the fabric, it's nothing, and a large bag of aluminum trinkets that falls off with the cloth bag. It's the kind of decoration that sticks to clothes. One or two of these ornaments, Yang Zhe can break it with his fingers, but dozens of catties of his head are smashed down......

Yang Zhe felt that he was wronged.

He really didn't intend to be a hero. He just wants to live in peace for the rest of his life.

"Do you regret it?" the last voice in Yang Zhe's mind turned out to be such a question.

This question was not asked by Yang Zhe.

Before Yang Zhe could find an answer, he was swept away by darkness......

I don't know how long it took, Yang Zhe heard a soft and sweet call.

There seem to be a lot of people, some are anxious, some are worried, and some are heartless and laughing......

"Yang Zhe-Yang Zhe, wake up-"

"Oops, that's scary!"

"Sister, I'm afraid. Is Yang Zhe dead?"

"Yang Zhe, wake up, don't scare us. We're not going to bully you anymore. ”

"Hee-hee-is Yang Zhe really dead?"

Many soft hands were placed on Yang Zhe's body, from his calves to his head. They shook him gently.

"Yang Zhe—"

"Yang Zhe - wake up!"

Yang Zhe had happiness in his heart, and the sweet sauce slowly escaped. Hey, a group of good girls who know gratitude, this time you all know that my brother doesn't usually blow it, right? Now you know that my brother is a big hero, right? Worship my brother! Thank you, brother! If you can't repay it, you don't mind if you promise it by yourself.

He was thinking about it when a delicate but incongruous voice sounded. "Stop screaming, this shit is probably dead, go tell the teacher." ”

"Yan Xing has already gone to find Teacher Li. A girl said. "Alas, why can't Yang Zhe think of committing suicide?"

Yan Xing?

Teacher?

Suicide?

No, brother is a hero!

Brother is not dead!

Yang Zhe immediately opened his eyes.

There were a lot of beautiful little girls who surrounded him and circled him several times. In the innermost circle, they were all squatting, gently shaking him with their white and tender little hands, in the second circle, they were all looking at him with concern in a deep bent posture, and in the third circle, the girls were trying to look into the circle.

Wrong. Obviously, many of the workers in the factory are aunt-level female workers. Why are they all girls? And they don't have a familiar face.

Nurse?

Not like. They weren't dressed as nurses, but all soft and loose snow-trimmed and pink knee-length long-sleeved dresses.

No, no, no! Look at their faces, they are all beautiful and delicate. The skin was as tender as the advertising slogan - like a shelled egg. There is no makeup, and there are no big thick eyebrows tattooed in a cheap embroidery shop, all of them are pink and tender little beauties. This is definitely not more than eighteen.

Yang Zhe has never seen so many pink and beautiful little girls at the gate of the art school!

A watery little face squeezed in from the corner of the girls' skirts, widening her watery eyes and looking at Yang Zhe curiously. I'm afraid this little girl is only ten years old?

The little girl was the first to see Yang Zhe's eyes open, and shouted, "Yang Zhe, you are not dead!"

Now, all the girls saw it.

"Oh yes!"

"Wake up, wake up!"

"Great! He's not dead!"

“......”

Who are they?

When Yang Zhe asked himself like this, it felt as if he was slowly awakening his memory after a hangover fragment.

The faces of these strange youths became familiar one by one.

It turned out that they were all my classmates. Of the next door bedroom, the next door bedroom......

This is Meng Ziting.

This is Qiu Ying'er.

This ten-year-old girl's name is Yue Chun, and she is his classmate.

Wait, how can there be a girl living in the bedroom next door to him?

Yang Zhe was confused for a while, and his brain was groggy.

No, no, they're not my classmates, they're the classmates of Yang Zhe.

Who is Yang Zhe?

In an instant, a lot of information exploded in Yang Zhe's mind.

A teenager with the same name and surname as him, from the time he can remember to hang himself in the water room of the dormitory at the age of sixteen, his short and simple life is all clearly reflected in Yang Zhe's mind from the first-person perspective.

Yang Zhe is like watching a long boring running account movie.

"Yang Zhe, you're so bored! In the middle of the night, what kind of suicide are you playing! Which of your tendons is wrong!" Meng Ziting's slender fingers almost touched Yang Zhe's nose.

Xue Qianxue, who was squatting on the other side, put her hand under Yang Zhe's back and tried to help Yang Zhe up. Meng Ziting hurriedly stopped. "Don't move him yet! The strangulation marks on his neck are so deep, I'm afraid he has already injured his cervical vertebrae. If he could move, Yan Xing would definitely have carried him away just now. ”

Xue Qianxue hurriedly retracted her hand.

"Yang Zhe, isn't it fun to hang up? It's a pity that I'm late and didn't see you...... ...... like this," Qiu Ying'er made an exaggerated expression of a hanged ghost, and then giggled.

Meng Ziting glared at Qiu Ying'er and said, "Ying'er, don't mess around! Is this something that can be joked?" She lowered her head and continued to count Yang Zhe, "Yang Zhe, you are too confused! Even if there is a big thing, you shouldn't joke with your own life!"

Ten-year-old Yue Chun smiled and said, "This is a thing bigger than the sky! From a billionaire to nothing......!

"Chun'er!" Xue Qianxue dragged the little girl Yue Chun away. Although there is no taboo in children's words, if it is not a deep hatred, ordinary people will not do it.

However, the words are all here, if everyone avoids it, it will make Yang Zhe even more unable to think about it, it is better to talk about it, and by the way, explain him.

Meng Ziting sighed, and said in a sad tone of hatred: "Yang Zhe, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of running out of firewood." If you are worried about your future life, I can help you find something to do. ”

Qiu Ying'er obviously didn't understand what Meng Ziting meant, she said, "Sister Ziting, what can he do with a waste?" she pushed Yang Zhe hard and said, "You are really a bad seed! You can't stand it if you don't have money, and the hard days will be long!"

“......”

There was a throbbing pain in his neck, which made Yang Zhe sober up a lot. Those memories that suddenly popped up, the short life of the young man "Yang Zhe" with the same name and surname as him, made Yang Zhe fall into a dream.

After a long time, Yang Zhe figured it out.

Most of the time he really became a hero and died at the scene of the fire. Maybe God has mercy, he was stuffed into the skin of the hanged "Yang Zhe", became a young Yang Zhe, and became a student in the third class of the Tianyi Department of Tiannan College of the Dayan Empire.

The Department of Tianyi specializes in researching and learning clothing research and development, and sewing Tianyi. The so-called heavenly clothes generally refer to all clothing other than armor and leather armor. The main research direction of Tianyi major is: how to apply the mysteries of Xuanling to cloth clothing. To put it bluntly, it's a tailor!

Here, people don't use electricity, they don't use lasers, people use Xuan Qi and Reiki.

Xuan and Lingqi are not only applied to all aspects of life like "electricity", but also introduced into the human body to cultivate, forming a magical superpower called Xuanli or spiritual power in the body!

People also made the so-called division of cultivation levels according to the damage that can erupt from Xuan and spiritual power—from level zero to level 100, which is very detailed.

This made Yang Zhe feel a sense of confusion that he had traveled into the game world.

Because the cultivation level is divided, the people here are also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

Those who cultivate high will receive all glory.

In Yang Zhe's opinion, this is the same as a very **K game, everyone fights for damage value. Whoever has the most damage value is the big brother.

It's not necessarily an individual's damage value, if you have the ability, let a lot of people help output, group damage first, and it's still the boss.

Yang Zhe, it should be said that it is Yang Zhe in the Xuanling world, in order to distinguish it, Yang Zhe decided to use the word "predecessor".

The predecessor's family used to be a relatively powerful group.

His ancestors were once made marquises, owned a mining island, and the rich side has been passed down to the present day for nearly 500 years.

The title has been reduced from the marquis to the hereditary to the cavalry captain. However, their family's mine had a major accident a hundred years ago.

Since then, the Yang family has been as if they have been targeted by evil spirits, and the masters have died one after another. The Nuoda family quickly fell into ruin, and now, there are only three grandchildren left in the lineage.

Yang Zhe, brother Yang Po, and grandfather Yang Che.

Yang Che wears the aristocratic hat of "Riding Captain" and receives a noble salary, and his life is tight, but he is still passable.

Ten years ago, Yang Po was successfully promoted to a fourth-grade refiner, and he soared. He has mastered a secret of refining, and the weapons he refines will have their own flame burning effect, and he is famous for it. All parties were willing to pay a lot of money to invite Yang Po Refiner.

Yang Po developed, and hundreds of millions of fortunes gathered in an instant.

Yang Po got married the year before last and married Hengyun, the daughter of the Yaning Heng family.

There are unforeseen circumstances, Yang Po went out to explore the treasure mine last year, and he did not come back. A dozen of those who went with him did not return. Only a few broken limbs were found at the scene, and none of them could be pieced together.

Yang Che and Yang Zhe's predecessors both understood in their hearts that Yang Po was most likely vicious and unlucky. Yang Che originally put all his hopes on Yang Po and had no requirements for Yang Zhe.

Yang Po is gone, and Yang Che has to plan for Yang Zhe and the future of the Yang family.

However, there is a decree in the Great Yan Empire: "Those who have reached the age of 40 and are still below level 30, and do not have any professional titles, shall not obtain noble status." ”

If you can't get nobility, you can't inherit the title of nobility.

The title of "Riding Captain" of the Yang family can be passed on for two more generations, Yun Cavalry Captain and En Cavalry Captain.

It's just that Yang Zhe's physical body is a waste of cultivation.

In the past few years, Yang Po has spent countless amounts of money to forcibly open the spiritual veins of Yang Zhe, who was originally unable to cultivate, so that he has the ability to master spiritual energy. After pouring a lot of pills and tonics, Yang Zhe's cultivation was finally piled up to level 15 Spiritual Enlightenment.

However, this is still not enough to qualify as a noble heir.

Yang Che and his predecessor Yang Zhe both knew that with their true skills, Yang Zhe would reach the end of a level 15 Spiritual Enlightener in this life.

Relying on cultivation to reach level 30 to maintain the nobility and become the qualified heir of the Yang family, Yang Zhe will definitely not be able to do it.

Yang Zhe's grandfather, Yang Che, the captain of the horse, also felt that he couldn't last a few years. Yang Po's death hit the old man too hard, and the old man's health completely collapsed.

Yang Che hurriedly sent Yang Zhe to Tiannan College, Tianyi Department.

It is easy to cheat in the assessment of the Tianyi system. This professional management is very loose. The apprenticeship qualification is easy to obtain. As long as Yang Zhe gets the apprenticeship certificate of Tianyi Master, it can be regarded as another professional title, and he can inherit the title, become a cloud knight, and protect the Yang family's wealth for a hundred years.

Yang Zhe is only sixteen this year, but he is already 1.85 meters tall. He claims to be a gentleman, and he has no love for things like making clothes and embroidering with needles. Thinking about his brother Yang Po's inheritance of hundreds of millions, there is no pressure in life. It's just an exam, and you can get it for a little money.

The predecessor Yang Zhe spent most of his time in the dormitory watching movies, and he didn't go to school seriously.

Yes, there are video shows in this world, albeit unedited combat videos, and there are also the Internet, although they are mostly entertaining singing and dancing.

This is a great comfort to Yang Zhe.

Although the network here is very strange, it is not a mobile phone that can roam the world, but a "website" and a "mobile phone", and the "websites" cannot communicate with each other.

Dedicated aircraft.

The people of this world call this kind of machine that can access the Internet called the Xuanling Badge.

If you don't meet certain conditions, you can't apply for this kind of badge that can go online!

People who don't have the power of the Occult Spirit cannot activate this kind of Internet tool.

Yang Po applied for a wealth badge for Yang Zhe.

The wealth badge is issued by UnionPay of various countries and is a place for the rich to gather. Only those with assets of more than 10 million are eligible for it.

This site is full of all kinds of lively entertainment.

The predecessor Yang Zhe won this badge since he won it, just like a child with Internet addiction, he never left his body to eat and sleep, often skipping classes and playing in the dormitory.

The predecessor Yang Zhe has been messing around in school for a year, and he has not been able to settle the small Xuanling needle (in Yang Zhe's opinion, it is an embroidery needle with special magic). This thing is slippery and slippery, fiddling around in the hands of his predecessor Yang Zhe, and it can never be stuck in the right place.

Exam time is approaching. The predecessor Yang Zhe has already figured out a way to cheat.

However, just three days ago, a sea change occurred.

Yang Zhe's grandfather rode Du Lieutenant Lord Yang Che and hung up!

It doesn't matter, the hereditary titles of the nobility of the empire can be handled within half a year after the death of the previous lord. The predecessor Yang Zhe was sure that he would be able to get the apprenticeship certificate of Tianyi Master in just ten days, and he was convinced that he could inherit the title of nobleman.

However, when his predecessor Yang Zhe went back to attend the funeral, he found that his home had been occupied by the Heng family. Instead, he became a guest.

It turned out that according to the decree of Yan State, Yang Po had been missing for a year, and his family could apply for a death certificate issued by the imperial government.

Yang Po's wife, Heng Yun, applied.

Yang Po was found dead, and his personal estate was inherited.

The Heng family handed over another certificate to the imperial official, saying that Yang Po married Heng Yun back then, and it was Yang Po who entered the Heng family. In other words, Yang Po is a member of the Heng family. All of Yang Po's inheritance belongs to the Heng family and has nothing to do with the Yang family.

This is why Xiao Yuechun said that Yang Zhe went from being a billionaire to having nothing.

The predecessor Yang Zhe was bitter and resentful, but he was helpless. He was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and besides, he was a cultivator and didn't have any skills.

The child returned to the school and told the school about his grievances, hoping that the school would stand up for him, but the evidence of the Heng family was so sufficient that the school could not help him.

So, the desperate child tore the sheets and hung himself on the beams of the water room.

The predecessor went to report to Lord Yama, leaving behind a vigorous body, which cheapened Yang Zhe from the earth.

Yang Zhe can only express deep sympathy for his predecessor. Even if this matter is in my Great Huaxia, when Yang Po has a wife, his inheritance will not be inherited by his brother. But then he reacted again, he is now Yang Po's younger brother!

His money was taken away by that stinky!