Xing Meng couldn't wait to pick up the two martial arts cheats and read them.

The first military combat fist is the martial arts of Dasheng's army, which is simple and practical, and the fighting skills are very direct and rude.

It is divided into three layers, cracked skin, broken tendons, and shocking bones.

The levels are determined and increased according to the level of damage of the fist.

The second hammer technique is also three layers, which are wood skin, stone skin, and iron skin.

After he finished reading it all, he planned to figure out the meaning in general first, and then go to the guard Lao Zhan for advice tomorrow morning. Suddenly, his eyes changed.

An information panel suddenly appeared.

Name: Meng Xing.

Age: 15.

Length: 18. (crossed out)

Martial arts: military combat fist (not started), hammer body technique (not started).

Fame: 3.

"This is ......" Xing Meng thought that he was hallucinating, and confirmed it again and again before he was sure that it was true.

"Fame Converter!"

In his previous life, his company developed a game called "Brave and Brave in the World", in which the world is set that martial artists are improved by practicing martial arts and tempering martial arts.

He took advantage of the convenience of the programmer ape to quietly design a converter for his character. You can improve your fame in various ways, and when your fame reaches a certain amount, you can use your fame to increase your martial arts level, and your martial arts cultivation will be at the realm level.

Unexpectedly, this converter also followed him through rebirth.

"Isn't that cool?" Xing Meng was excited, this converter is a super cheat.

Enhance fame, expand popularity, can you add points to become stronger?

This is the rhythm of becoming a star in the other world.

In Xing Meng's mind, countless ways to make himself famous instantly appeared.

The thief villain who has become the target of everyone, hated by everyone, and the source of nightmares for three-year-old babies in the middle of the night?

Or is it a decent and good young man who loves flowers and spreads the positive energy of socialism?

Shakespeare said that it is a question of survival or destruction.

In front of Xing Meng, it is a villain line or a decent line.

"Children make choices, adults, I want them all." A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Xing Meng's mouth.

In the face of the villain, I am the villain of his ancestor, a super boss, and notorious.

In the face of decency, it is natural to ensure the image of righteousness and its reputation far and wide.

Anyway, regardless of the righteous path and the devil's path, try to cut the two leeks as much as possible to maximize the fame value.

Looking at the panel again, Xing Meng couldn't help but complain.

"In the fifteen years since the original owner, the popularity is too low, and there are only three points of fame."

"However, I already have 3 points of fame, I don't know if I can add points."

Xing Meng looked intently at the conversion panel, and sure enough, he saw a small plus sign in the lower right corner of the two exercises.

"Plus!" Xing Meng conveyed a thought, and in an instant, an invisible energy enveloped him, and a mysterious feeling permeated his body.

Xing Meng looked intently, and after the military battle fist and hammer body, the words that had not been entered disappeared, and they all became the first layer.

He noticed that when the military battle fist reached the first layer, it cost a little fame, but the hammer body technique cost two points.

This also means that the cultivation of the hammer body technique is difficult and more powerful.

"Bang!"

He was full of confidence, he had designed this converter for fun before, and he hadn't played it a few times in the game world, but now he could experience it for himself.

Feeling the increase in strength in his body, and the biceps muscles in his arms were a little thicker, Xing Meng couldn't help but be overjoyed, stood up from the stool, and threw a punch, wanting to try his strength.

Syllable!

One stumbled, and he fell straight to the ground.

A strong feeling of hunger came up and covered him like a tidal wave.

Careless!

The increase in martial arts cultivation meant that more energy had to be consumed, and the little thing he ate in his body could not support the consumption of this body at all.

"Xiaoling!" Xing Meng sat up and shouted.

Xiaoling is a personal maid, and she sleeps in the outer room of his bedroom, very close, so as to respond to the master's orders and needs at any time.

"Young Master!" Xiao Ling walked in with her bare white little feet, wearing a thin shirt, and her slender body was hidden inside like a small fish, revealing her thriving chest like a small lotus bud.

"Young master, are you alright?" Xiao Ling said with eager concern.

Xing Meng's face was pale, as if he had a serious illness.

"I'm fine, you hurry up to the kitchen, get me some food, get more!" Xing Meng commanded, in just a few words, he couldn't breathe.

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Ling ran out with steps, and not long after, she walked in with a tray.

Called flower chicken, egg cake cake, big stick bones, crucian carp soup, three large sweet potatoes.

"Young master, it's going to be late at night, there's no new one, it's all leftovers from dinner, lying on the steamer, it's still hot." Xiao Ling put the food away, but saw that Xing Meng didn't answer at all, reached out and tore open a chicken leg, crunched and chewed, and soon, most of the chicken called Hua was eaten, and there were no bones left.

"The young master used to eat two small bowls of rice and a few bites of food a day, why did he eat so much today, Aunt Li said that it is easy for a man to do that thing, could it be that the young master just did that? Oh no, Aunt Li said that two people had to do that......"

Xiao Ling's inner thoughts turned over and over, like layers of waves.

Xing Meng was distracted, only food in his eyes, three times five divided by two, he drank half a basin of crucian carp soup in one gulp, rolled up three layers of egg stall cakes with his left hand, and held a big stick bone in his right hand, and ate it deliciously.

"Hiccup~"

Ten minutes later, Xing Meng was satisfied and let out a loud burp.

"Young master, are you still eating?" Xiao Ling asked uncertainly.

"I'm full, I'm going out to eat." Xing Meng waved his hand, walked out of the house, and went to the courtyard to try his strength.

Xiao Ling sighed, lowered her head to clean up the plate, and turned around to take it to the back kitchen. The upright little buttocks twisted and twisted, and the graceful curves were outlined by the thin clothes.

Bang!

Sawdust flying.

In the courtyard, a single person held a thick plane tree, swaying, Xing Meng's fist touched the position, revealing a fist pit.

In this life, he is a rich man, and he has no power to restrain the chicken, and his body bones have long been brittle and soft on the woman's belly. In his previous life, he worked overtime every day to code, and he was also in a sub-health state.

This sense of power in his body now gives him a sense of self-confidence.

"Now that I have a converter, I'll have to plan it well." Xing Meng groaned.

At present, how to improve the fame value?

Of course, saving the world and becoming the hero of the whole human race will definitely be famous, but the problem is, you have to have that strength.

A little chick ran to the goshawk and shouted, and his fame in the chicken pen must have skyrocketed, but his life was gone, and he became the goshawk's mouth and stomach.

For example, if you run to the gate of the palace and scold the emperor for being a faint king, your fame will definitely burst, but then there will be the nine clans of Zhulian, first beheading and then whipping the corpse!

Therefore, in order to improve the value of fame, it must also be realistic, not empty-to-air, two skins, and take the nihilistic line, but must seek truth from facts and be down-to-earth.

After thinking about it, Xing Meng decided to take the entertainment route first at the beginning.

The road of entertainment is both safe and can enhance fame, so why not?

In all dynasties, from ancient times to the present, the entertainment field is the fastest position to give birth to stars. Of course, the cultural attributes of this world tend to be ancient, and ancient entertainment is relatively not so developed, and there are no movies, dramas, short videos, etc., most of them are based on words.

You must know that there is still a very big bug in this world, and all the classic books, works, novels, operas, etc. in the previous life are not in this world.

Moreover, the richness of culture cannot be compared with the previous life, although it is not the degree of cultural desert, but compared with the cultural prosperity of the previous life, when a hundred schools of thought contended and a hundred flowers bloomed, it was far inferior.

Although Xing Meng is not an encyclopedic talent, he was fond of reading in his previous life, especially literary masterpieces, and he can't be said to be ripe, as familiar as his own son, and he can be regarded as familiar with his heart, at least not as strange as his relatives who can't be beaten.

The literary works such as Tang poems, Song Ci Yuan Qu, Ming and Qing Dynasty novels stored in his head are numerous, and he originally thought that he could only use them as a leisure pastime, but now that he has a converter, it is a proper source of energy.

Therefore, this path is very suitable for Xing Meng.

However, with the style of the original owner, if he rashly published these classic works from his previous life, the first thing others would definitely do was not admiration, but doubt, so Xing Meng thought deeply and decided to start by correcting other people's stereotypes.

Tomorrow, study hard and make progress every day!

Lu Xun said that there is no road in the world, and when there are more people walking, there will be a road. But now, everybody, make way for me. (Mr. Lu Xun sat up in shock, and said angrily, "I didn't say.") ）