In the old, dimly lit grocery store, a white-haired old man in a cloth coat was touching his rosacea, carefully looking at a complex drawing that the teenager was drawing opposite.

The lines on the drawings crisscrossed the streets of the city, and the young man's somewhat emaciated hands constantly controlled the ruler and pen, and used his imagination on them.

It's hard to guess that the boy who was working on the drawings was only fourteen years old, and that he wasn't an apprentice at the grocery store called Claire.

There was a smile on the face of Claire Sr., the owner of the grocery store, who at first just wanted to work as a handyman in the grocery store, but found out about his drawing qualifications.

This is also thanks to the great Sen Luo, who made him a one-star teacher in his youth.

The reason why Claire Sr. still clings to the shop at the age of seventy and does not return to his hometown is because of his son.

Decades ago, in order to become a great warrior, his son resolutely embarked on a journey to the battlefield of an alien race, but he was never heard from for decades.

Although his son is already very lucky, he still holds on to the hope that his son will return tomorrow.

As soon as the young man named Hulai appeared on the other side, he impressed the lonely old Claire, who hoped that this very mysterious boy was his grandson, and also placed high hopes on this boy from the bottom of his heart.

"Hulai, be my grandson, don't think about being a student of the academy, if you can, I will give you this grocery store, and with your ingenuity, you can also make a lot of money. Old Claire made a somewhat hoarse voice.

Hu Lai, who had been drawing complicated drawings, raised his head, looked at this kind old man with pure, black eyes, and made a somewhat helpless voice: "Grandpa Claire, I also want to be able to accompany you all the time, but my dream is to make a lot of money, and staying with you will not allow me to make more money." ”

"Hey!" old Claire sighed, took out the wine bag from his waist, and poured it into his mouth, he put one hand on the drawing drawn by Hu Lai a little drunk, and said with a light in his eyes: "Can the thing called [Alto] you said really be made with this drawing?"

Hu Lai nodded, and a look of determination appeared on his delicate face under the black hair: "Grandpa Claire, you have to believe in my ability, this drawing can definitely make a non-motorized vehicle called [Bicycle]." Otto is the original name of this bike, and I will definitely come back in the future when I have the opportunity to help you upgrade it to the fifth and sixth generations, and Zuihou will make it a bicycle that can be called [Lamborghini]. ”

"Non-motorized vehicles...... You're saying the words you imagined again...... People can't keep up with your thinking when they're old......" Claire Sr. patted her forehead and made a somewhat resentful sound. Immediately afterward, I heard him say again: "Why are you so slow in drawing today? If it were a normal day, your drawing speed should have reached the level of a one-star mechanic." ”

"This... Grandpa Claire, tomorrow I will participate in the trial of the academy, and only through the trial of the academy can I become a full-fledged academy student. The trials of the academy have certain dangers, and I may die in the land of trials, so I have to draw this drawing in detail, so that I am not there, and you can also make [Alto] according to the drawing. Hulai said, bowing his head and continuing to draw with his pen.

Old Claire listened to the young man's words, her old face twitched a few times, and her complexion, which was originally red from wine, suddenly turned white: "Hu Lai, do you mean that you will quit your job to me today?"

After the words fell, Hu Lai put down the pen in his hand, looked up at old Claire, and said firmly: "Yes, after today, I may not come again." ”

Old Claire was silent for a while, a pair of cloudy eyes suddenly widened, he raised a pair of old hands, and slapped Hulai's somewhat emaciated shoulders fiercely: "In that case, I will be almost alone again!"

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Claire, you can find another handyman when I'm gone, but I can't give up my dream of making money!" Hulai's eyes also showed a hint of reluctance, he had been with old Claire for a year, and if it weren't for the fact that being a student of the academy was an unavoidable opportunity, he wouldn't want to leave this kind old man.

"You're such a greedy imp!" scolded old Claire, turned around with a flushed face, squeaked open the door, and walked in.

After a while, he retrieved a bag sewn from animal skins and threw it on Hulai's table with a thud.

"There are three hundred Sen Luo coins in it, and one Sen Luo can be exchanged for one hundred gold coins at the [Exchange Shop], which is the money I have saved all my life. If you give up being a student at the academy, these are all yours. There was a hint of anger in Claire Sr.'s voice.

"This—" Hu Lai stared blankly at the animal skin money bag on the table, this money bag almost required his two hands to wrap it, and it was clear that the old man opposite had not deceived him.

He swallowed his saliva, quickly skimmed his head, pushed the money bag back, and said, "Grandpa Claire, please take this bag of Senluo coins." A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way, and I can't take your money. ”

"Hehe, little ghost, don't always say those things that my old Claire doesn't understand, I just want to tempt you, I have lost a son, I know that the empire has a lot of dangers, and a stable life is the most important thing, every time you can't withstand the temptation of money, I believe this time is the same!" The anger on Old Claire's face quickly faded and turned into a somewhat treacherous smile.

Sure enough, it's a profiteer!

Hu Lai sighed in his heart, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm sorry, old Claire! I can't do nothing in my life! I must make a lot of money! Three hundred Sen Luo coins can't buy my future at all!"

Old Claire's treacherous smile suddenly turned into astonishment, and her eyes that had been squinting widened. The teenager on the other side loves money very much, and must know what the three hundred sen luo coins represent, these money are indeed like the words of old Claire, it is the money that has been saved in a lifetime, and this money can not only buy the current grocery store, but even open several more grocery stores.

"In order not to give up all the possibilities of making money, I want to become a master of the whole department, including a powerful martial artist!" Hu Lai slowly opened his eyes, forcibly averted his gaze, and continued to draw on the drawings.

Become a powerful warrior, this phrase was once said by the son of old Claire.

It is precisely because of this sentence that old Claire will most likely not be able to zaijian his son at the end of his life!

Now the same words, coming out of the mouth of the young man opposite, made old Claire's gaze even more cloudy.

At this moment, the fourteen-year-old boy opposite seemed to coincide with the appearance of his son before he left.

Old Claire's chest was constantly rising and falling by Hu Lai's anger, he carefully looked at Hu Lai's body, and then recalled his son's strong body, and said angrily: "Your body is very weak! You are not suitable to be a martial artist at all! And you have to become a master of the whole system like Sen Luo! It is even more impossible!"

"The masters of the whole system not only include martial artists and mechanics, but also pharmacists, forgers, and ninologists! Most people spend a lifetime of energy and can't succeed! And the consumption of Senluo coins is not at all something that we ordinary people can consume!"

Listening to old Claire's words, Hulai gritted his teeth: "Of course I know these things! In your clear words, if Sen Luo wants to hand over the heavy responsibility to one person, it will make him miserable on the road of seeking his ambition, make his body work continuously, make his stomach hungry, make everything difficult, and no matter what he does, there will be obstacles!"

"Oh my God, what the hell are you little devil talking about!?Sen Luo is the greatest man, and even if he died, he wouldn't want us to be tired and hungry, nor would he want us to have a lot of difficulties!Only nobles would want us to suffer!" Old Claire couldn't understand Hulay's description at all.

"I mean, there are a lot of tribulations to succeed, and we shouldn't back down because of them!" said Hulay, with a hint of determination in his somewhat annoyed voice, as he said to Claire Sr. with a blazing gaze.

Old Claire's slightly drunk face showed a trace of astonishment, looking at Hu Lai's angry and energetic appearance, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like his son, he didn't know Weishenme, he suddenly wanted to fulfill Hu Lai's thoughts. Dreams, everyone has them, his son has them, and he has them: "Although your dreams are full of cheesiness, but since you want to pursue it, I don't care about you in this matter, but the trials of the academy are not so simple, and when you participate in the trials, you must hide behind others." If you can't get a trial item, tell the powerful students and let them help you get it, old Claire has money here, a trial item, we should be able to afford it!"

Listening to the concerned words from the old man opposite, the pen in Hu Lai's hand for drawing drawings suddenly sped up, in fact, he just wanted to be with this old man who usually cared for him for a while, not because the drawings needed to be drawn in detail, so slowly. The way Claire Sr. proposed, Hulay would not do it at all, he believed that he definitely had the ability to complete the trial.

Hulay quickly finished the drawing, and old Claire was still standing opposite him, as if she wanted to look at Hulay for a while.

"That's... I've already drawn the drawings... I'll come back alive!" said Hulay to old Claire with his head raised and his eyes were a little red.

Old Claire raised her hand and rubbed Hu Lai's head fiercely: "If you want to become a powerful warrior in the future, you have to remember your promise and don't be like my son!"

"Haode!" Huley nodded heavily, not struggling out of Claire's old big hand as he did every time.

Then he stood up, silently left his seat, and walked to the door of his little room.

The door squeaked softly, and Hulai turned his back to old Claire, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "This year, Xiexie, you old guy." ”

"You little ghost!"