Chapter 2 It's a ghost don't pretend to be a person (ask for recommendation, ask for collection)
"Who? Who is talking? It's a ghost, don't pretend to be a person, it's a person, don't pretend to be a god, come out for me!"
Constantly touching his waist, Zhuang Xiaobai glanced around vigilantly.
"Ghosts or gods, I can't figure out what I am anyway. ”
As the sound sounded, a dazzling brilliance appeared in the space.
The next moment, the huge book was in full bloom, and a human face full of resentment poked its head out of the book.
"I'll you!"
The sudden scene frightened Zhuang Xiaobai and fell to the ground, let go of the fire, killed people, and slept in the tomb, thinking that his courage was not small, but the terrifying scene in front of him still made him shudder.
Swallowing his spit, Zhuang Xiaobai trembled: "Who are you?"
"I am the starting point of the reader's collection of the spirit of resentment formed by billions of complaints. ”
"What are you going to do in this place?"
"To put it simply, it was the starting point reader who saved you and chose you as a host. ”
"What do you mean?"
Yes, Zhuang Xiaobai is very familiar with it, and he has gained a lot of happiness from reading all kinds of novels, and he originally planned to write a book in his spare time, but he hung up before the outline was written.
"The starting point is that the little master has sharp eyes and a bad mouth, always complaining that there is no cool point in the novel, the parents are dead, digging pits and not filling the pits, and you know the end after reading the beginning, it's hard to serve!"
Pouting, Zhuang Xiaobai disagreed: "There are so many genres of novels, divorce stream, waste material stream, upgrade stream, hegemony stream... It's so much so that I can't think of any other genre that can be innovated?"
"I came to create a genre, and only when I succeeded, I could be sublimated and liberated in the starting point library. ”
With a roll of his eyes, Zhuang Xiaobai tentatively asked, "How can I help you?"
"Help me create an epic genre, fight my son's flow, this world is both virtual and real, here you want both parents and parents, be cautious and don't leave a tail, be ruthless and don't lose the bottom line, martial arts are self-created and destroy the world, and you are rich in feelings..."
"Don't say it, I can't take this job, where is this to save me, it's clear that the starting point is that the little master is making me happy. ”
Zhuang Xiaobai thought of going out and meeting gangsters, humiliating his crotch, slapping him, plus a beating of Wang Ba punch and a big electric cannon, he knew that this world was not easy to mix.
"It doesn't matter if you don't answer, the deeper the resentment of the starting point, the more bitter you will be here, you can't eat enough, you can't eat enough, you can't starve to death, just thinking about it makes me excited. ”
Hearing this, Zhuang Xiaobai was completely dumbfounded, there is nothing more than this to catch the ducks on the shelves, this is really not to leave a way for himself to live, if he wants to get out of the predicament, it seems that this job must be taken over, the little master is happy, the ghost guy is comfortable, and his life can float.
Coughing, Zhuang Xiaobai grinned: "I promised you, let's talk about it, what exactly let me do?"
"The little masters scattered seven dragon balls of different colors in the Yanwu Continent, which are red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, and your task is to collect them back and give them to me, and for each bead you get, you will get a reward. ”
"Dragon Ball?" staring wide-eyed, Zhuang Xiaobai couldn't believe it, what do you mean? Isn't this turning around the bush and turning himself into a monkey?
"In order for you to grow up in the Yanwu Continent as soon as possible, I will give you three items. ”
As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Xiaobai's hands became heavy, and when he looked down, he saw a simple scroll, a ring, and an elixir the size of a dragon's eye.
"What are these?" Zhuang Xiaobai asked as he played with them.
"A martial arts fusion scroll, a space ring, a strong pill, take them to the world. ”
"Hey, wait, you've got to give me some hints?"
Seeing that the resentful spirit was about to issue an eviction order, Zhuang Xiaobai seized the last opportunity to ask for mission details.
"The first red dragon ball is in the birthplace, the ancient city of salt!"
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After a whirlwind, when Zhuang Xiaobai opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the room, spreading his palms and looking at the three items, and a stream of information poured into his mind.
Low-level rings: There is a small space in the ring, which can store some personal items (excluding living things), and the mind can be stored and placed freely.
Diana Pill: The effect of the medicine is one month, and the medicinal power is continuously stimulated through exercise, which can effectively improve the physical fitness.
Martial Arts Fusion Scroll: Collect three martial arts of the same type, and a high-level martial art will be automatically generated when the scroll is devoured.
Putting the ring on his finger, Zhuang Xiaobai picked up the strong pill and bit it, Nima, is it necessary to be so hard? Such a big one for the master to swallow raw? Sitting on the chair a little decadently, his eyes moved to the martial arts fusion scroll again, hesitated, and slowly spread it out, without a word, damn, it took a long time, and I didn't get anything, and I have to make up the martial arts myself to feed you a turtle son.
With a bitter smile, Zhuang Xiaobai said in his heart, successful people do not win at the starting point, but win at the turning point, but they are folded at the "starting point"
Calm down, Zhuang Xiaobai thought about the current situation, this is a high-martial continent, the strong burn the sky and boil the sea all over the world, the weak grovel and attach the trend of inflammation, in a word, there is no absolute fairness in the Yanwu Continent, only absolute unfairness, whoever has a big fist and enough to hold it, who is the overlord!
After thinking about it, Zhuang Xiaobai felt that it was the king to improve his force as soon as possible, according to his own judgment, such a precious dragon ball must be in the hands of the strong, and it will never be buried underground, and it is impossible for the little masters to hire a mechanic to dig around, if that is the case, he will simply crash to death on the woman's chest, at least he will die a heroic death.
in the living room.
"Father, second mother, fifth mother, eighth mother. ”
"Sit down, well. ”
Sitting down in a proper manner, Zhuang Xiaobai took a look at the food, a few white buns, a pot of clear water porridge, and a plate of cold mixed green vegetable leaves, and in an instant, he lost his appetite.
"Let's eat. Picking up the chopsticks, Zhuang said in a deep and light manner.
For the family rules, Zhuang Xiaobai felt quite helpless, seeing that the food was not as good as day by day, and he had to be a man with his tail between his legs, there was really no one, but Lao Tzu was Lao Tzu after all, and he could only accept his fate when he was a son.
"How's the injury?" Zhuang asked Shenshen.
"It's not in the way, and being beaten is considered a long experience. Zhuang Xiaobai replied.
"Hey, when I was a father, everyone groveled, but now... I didn't even dare to take a step out of the door, it was really feng shui in turn. ”
Speaking of sadness, Zhuang sighed deeply and beat his chest.
On the side, the three mothers nibbled on the white bun like a fish in their throats, and they all burst into tears.
Reluctantly swallowed the green vegetables, Zhuang Xiaobai looked up at his father and persuaded: "Father is energetic and has the strength to make a comeback, why should he be so depressed, shame and courage will not be in vain in this life." ”
"At the beginning, it was because I had brains, many disciples, money in my hands, and I could call the wind and rain, if I was asked to fight with the Hongnan Martial Arts Hall, nine times out of ten, you would have to become an orphan, and I would be reluctant to let you go. Zhuang said with deep emotion.
Zhuang Xiaobai is noncommittal, no matter how bad Zhuang Shen is, after all, the tiger does not eat children, he loves himself very much, and he is barely a good and competent father.
"Father, I want to learn martial arts!"
Zhuang Xiaobai said seriously, my father is a martial artist, it is indeed too wasteful not to use such a good resource, the scene of the painful slap is vivid, if you want to successfully complete the task, you must have enough strength to face any danger, this is called taking precautions.
Frowning, Zhuang Shen was surprised: "Haven't you always hated learning martial arts?"
"At this time and that time, I am too angry every day, you take a closer look at my face. ”
Grinning, Zhuang Xiaobai stretched out his hand and pointed at the tip of his nose.
"What's wrong with your face?" Zhuang asked in a deep and confused voice.
"It's a pity that you have given me a facial feature that has lost my conscience, and I don't make good use of it. ”
"Get out!"