However, before Zheng Gen could complain, a strong drowsiness swept over.

Before he could turn around and go back to bed, he just lay down on the table and fell asleep.

It wasn't until his mother came to call him for dinner at night that he woke up quietly.

Originally... This draining mind is to make people sleep.

Seeing Zheng Gen coming out of the bedroom angrily, my mother asked puzzledly, "Son, did you stay up late last night?" ”

"Huh? No, I don't. ”

"I still say no, Mom, who am I, can I see this? I'm telling you, now is the time for you to grow your body, you have to pay attention. Boys stay up late and be careful that they don't grow tall. ”

"Oh, okay, Mom, I know."

"What's the matter, I'm still impatient with you to say a few words? I'm not saying this for your own good? If you weren't my son, I would have taken care of you. Lao Zheng, come and see your son, the dark circles on his face. ”

Yes! Help me!

......

In the next two days, Zheng Gen was basically in the process of drawing, failing, drawing, succeeding, falling asleep, waking up, drawing...

In such a cycle.

However, he found that in the past two days, his talisman drawing skills have become more and more sophisticated.

At first, it took an average of five drawings to succeed in one, and it was about to fall into a deep sleep.

Now he has one success for every two drawings, and he doesn't have to sleep once for every successful one, basically two or three before he feels sleepy.

In this way, on the last night of the holiday, Zheng Gen had successfully made fifteen lucky charms, scrapped thirty-five, and used up three bottles of spiritual liquid alone.

However, what he couldn't accept was that none of the fifteen lucky charms could be upgraded through the system...

This made him more and more unable to understand what the criteria for upgrading the system were.

That night, Zheng Gen did not draw any more talismans, but slept beautifully in the real sense.

After all, tomorrow, there will be arguably the most important thing in the lives of their group of high school juniors—awakening.

And he is different from other classmates.

As a traverser, he comes from a technological planet that is not capable of cultivation and has no special powers.

The awakening of this spiritual root had an even more ineffable meaning for him.

......

In the early morning of the awakening day, Zheng Gen suddenly woke up from his dream.

In his sleep, he returned to the previous world. In his dream, he successfully completed the graduation project that made him anxious, and got a graduation certificate and a bachelor's degree.

After moving around a dozen companies, he signed a contract with a large private company in a city far away from home, and began his boring and mechanical work without any waves.

Day after day, year after year...

Until one day, he felt a little unwell, and when he arrived at the hospital, he saw that he was already in the advanced stage.

Alone in the big city, he couldn't find anything to rely on, and finally chose to resign and return to his childhood home.

When he got home, his parents were already old, and Zheng Gen hugged the second elder and didn't speak, but just cried.

His mother cooked him a bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes, his favorite childhood food.

After eating noodles, I went back to my familiar room and fell asleep...

"it!" Zheng Gen slammed into the bed and sat up, already soaked with sweat.

He gasped for air, his hands on his chest in an indescribable sense of bitterness.

Looking up at the window, it was still dark.

Everything in the dark room was only the outline of the shadow, and he couldn't tell which world he was living in.

He sat in his room until the first rays of sunlight came through the window and everything around him became clear.

Zheng Gen turned his head and saw the spiritual platform placed on the table, as well as the Wenchang pens, rune paper, and spiritual liquid scattered on the side...

Whew-

Zheng Gen exhaled.

However, he still got up and opened the altar.

I found the page I used to browse before, and I saw that the videos in it were still there.

That's when I was completely relieved.

It's a scary dream...

After confirming that he was not dreaming, Jung Geun pushed open the door.

After hearing that my mother was already busy in the kitchen, but my father, who usually had to stay in bed until ten o'clock, was sitting in front of the sofa drinking tea today.

This made Zheng Gen a little surprised.

"Woke up so early?"

"Woke up so early?"

Father and son said in unison.

"Ahem." Dad coughed awkwardly. "Today isn't your top priority, I'll cheer you up."

"Thanks." Zheng Gen waved his hand, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Walking out of the bathroom, my mother had already brought breakfast to the table.

"Come on, you're the best."

“......”

Comrade Lao Zheng drank the porridge and said: "Your parents are incompetent, and they are all awakened to pseudo-spiritual roots. They all say that the spiritual roots of parents have a great influence on children...

So don't be burdened. Besides, even if we fail to awaken a good spiritual root, can't we get ahead? ”

"That's it, smash, calm down."

"No matter how bad it is, when you graduate, my dad will teach you to write novels!"

“......”

Listening to the words of your parents at the dinner table, Zheng Gen was both helpless and moved.

No matter what world they are in, parents are always the ones who support them unconditionally.

After eating, Zheng Gen was just about to go out.

Suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly ran back to his room and put all the fifteen lucky charms that had been successfully made into the small Qiankun bag, and then quickly opened the altar to delete his browsing history in the early morning...

It's too dangerous!

......

In the course of a week, the school had already been renovated by several civil and engineering and gold monks who specialized in architecture.

Zheng Gen's campus has a new look, and there is no shadow of the destruction caused by the spiritual explosion a week ago.

Zheng Gen strolled around the campus, and everyone was excited about the belated awakening.

But there is one thing that makes him very puzzling, that is, why are so many of today's classmates wearing strange shapes?

Although it is a world of all the immortals, because of the development of the times, people here are also dressed in the same pursuit of simplicity and fit as in the modern last century, except for the occasional few brands still make antique clothing, the others are all shirts and pants.

But today, half of them are wearing robes, riding coats, and even armor...

Just as he was wondering, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

"Brother Gen."

is his own tablemate fat man Wang Yan.

Zheng Gen looked the other party up and down.

Yes, this kid didn't wear any fancy clothes.

Before he could speak, he saw Wang Yan take out two pieces of red cloth from his bag.

When I unfolded it, it turned out to be two red belly pockets, and there was a big peony embroidered on them!

I saw that the other party put one of them around his neck without saying a word.

"Brother Gen, help me tie it back, I can't reach it."

Zheng Gen numbly turned behind Wang Yan and tied him with a rope in his red belly pocket.

"How? This is a baby that my grandmother specially begged from my hometown, and it is said that there is a high probability of awakening the heavenly spirit root after wearing it! I also asked my grandmother to ask for one for you! ”

“......”

Zheng Gengang touched this red belly pocket when he was helping him tie the rope, and there was no systematic voice in his head...