Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1 Sweeping and Handyman

It has been a month since today. Wu Ming shook his head, put it on, picked up the big broom in front of the door and walked out.

From playing games inexplicably to traveling through this world, Wu Ming went from his initial confusion to his excitement to his final disappointment, this month made his mood fluctuate like a complete series. He had many insights in his heart, and now he seems to have some dullness in accepting his fate.

Isn't it just a bad bone? Isn't it just a sweeping floor? It's a lifetime! Maybe it's not bad, it's not a big deal here. Anyway, I was an orphan in my previous life, and I had no worries.

Walking out with a broom, the work of the new day is about to begin. There is only a side hall of the library, which can be finished in about an hour. Then I go to breakfast with other servants, and then wait until the disciples are separated in the afternoon before cleaning. It is almost a day of work. The work is not hard, and it only costs about four hours a day, and it is also worth food and accommodation, and there is a monthly salary of twenty taels per month. Such a job is hard to find with lanterns in my lifetime.

It’s just a pity that there is no way to practice! This is why Wu Ming had such a mood fluctuation. The gap is really too big. I thought that God would bring him to this world and he would have to live a wonderful life, but his roots and bones were extremely poor. Even the outer disciples inside the sect were countless times stronger than him. Simply put, the outer sect of Xuantian Sect could not enter, and it was due to the older generation that he could do his job.

Speaking of the older generation, Wu Ming is also an orphan in this world. He was brought back by an elder of Xuantian Sect. Unfortunately, his roots are extremely poor, so he can only be a servant. This is much better than wandering outside. According to Wu Ming’s memory, Wu Ming originally didn’t know his name. Wu Ming was chosen by that elder. Wu Ming, isn’t Wu Ming just Wu Ming?

Until now, Wu Ming has been in Xuantian Sect for ten years. From the beginning of chopping firewood and boiling water to sweeping the floor now, he is quite relaxed and comfortable. Those in charge know that they were brought back by an elder, so they naturally didn't make much trouble. Besides, it would be difficult for a child who is honest and honest, so it would really make people point fingers.

Xuantian Sect is not small, with thirty inner disciples, three hundred outer disciples, and the true disciples personally collected by the elders and the sect leader, plus the servants, there are more or less four or five hundred people. In this Tiandu Mountain Range, it is also one of the best sects, and there are countless people at the foot of the mountain who want to worship it but cannot enter.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..."

The big bell of Xuantian Sect rang, which indicates that the disciples had finished their morning class and were about to have a meal. It happened that at this time, Wu Ming had finished his work and he was fine. He put the broom back in the room, but Wu Ming did not go to the cafeteria and went directly to the miscellaneous hall.

This miscellaneous hall is a place where the large and small chores of Xuantian Sect is managed. It has a general manager and three managers. Today is the time to pay the salary, and there will be a day off. It is quite humane, but it is not very useful to Wu Ming. He has too much rest time a day, so it doesn't matter whether there is this day of holiday.

Twenty taels of silver is not small anymore. The ordinary people in the city spend only three or four taels a month. However, Wu Ming didn't mind much. The salary paid by Wu Ming in the past was not much. Now he has accumulated more than 2,000 taels of silver. What a fortune is this for a child who is only fifteen years old? However, silver has a great effect in the secular world, but it is not very good for warriors. Warriors value spirit stones more.

"Wu Ming, Wu Ming, wait, don't rush to leave! Brother, I have a good thing, do you think you want it?" Old Li, the manager of the miscellaneous hall, smiled and called out to Wu Ming who had taken the money and was about to leave.

"Haha, what a good thing? You old man won't want to call me to treat you to a bar?" Wu Ming remembers that this old man often calls Wu Ming to invite him to drink, but this old man is not a bully. He arranged the good thing about sweeping the floor. Otherwise, this easy and high monthly salary job would not be the turn of Wu Ming.

Old Li blinked and said with his ears, "Haha, don't you say that this wine is indispensable. Don't you always want to practice martial arts? But your bones are not good. Even if you listen to the explanations of the elder Chuangong every day, you can't cultivate the sense of venting energy. Has the old man from the Sutra Pavilion quit his job this month? I recommend you, just clean the Sutra Pavilion, which is easier than sweeping the yard. And you also have a monthly salary of thirty taels a month, especially if you can go inside to read the sutras? How about it? Isn't it a loss to treat this wine?"

"Go to the Sutra Pavilion? Haha, let's go and have a drink together!" Wu Ming's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again. Now he is fifteen years old, what hope is there? But if you are more relaxed, try it too, anyway, it's better than just staying there.

"Hahahaha, I knew you must be moved!" Old Li laughed.

In fact, not everyone can go to the Sutra Pavilion to clean. People who have to be honest and cannot practice martial arts. Otherwise, there will be restrictions on the Sutra Pavilion to the Sutra Pavilion, and you can go to the Sutra Pavilion every day. Wouldn't that break the rules? If you can read all the martial arts secrets, I am afraid that the true disciples will snatch the heads.

In the Xuantian Sect cafeteria, Wu Ming ordered a few side dishes and ordered a few kilograms of white wine. The two of them sat in the corner and started drinking one cup after another.

Speaking of drinking, Wu Ming was led by Lao Li. Now he is three years old and occasionally he will feel a little itchy if he doesn't drink a few sips.

After drinking, I went back to my small house for a rest. In the afternoon, I took the broom and went to the side hall of the Sutra Pavilion to clean. Today I was not interested in listening to the elder Chuangong explaining martial arts. Anyway, I have to go to the Sutra Pavilion tomorrow. If I can find a way to solve my root and bone defect, I will listen to it. If I can't find it, it will be useless even if I listen for ten years.

After sweeping the yard, Wu Ming returned to his house and sat cross-legged on the bed and silently recited the mind method as before.

Just as I was about to put my mind into the state of Kongming, a voice sounded in my mind: "Ding... One month has arrived, the super martial arts plane system is on! The system is assimilating... Assimilation is successful, you can log in to the martial arts plane once a month!"

Wu Ming was shocked, what? What system? What is this sound?

Then, before he had time to fear, Wu Ming found that there was a crystal clear space in his mind like a crystal palace in mythology. At this time, Wu Ming also disappeared from the room and appeared in this space. There was nothing else in this empty space except a bronze gate.

"Do you have entered the martial arts plane for one month? If there is no answer, you will enter the default, ten, nine..." A sound appeared in this space.

"What? What martial arts plane?" Wu Ming asked in confusion.

"Three, two, one..." Before Wu Ming could react, the bronze door in the space suddenly opened, and a huge suction force sucked Wu Ming in.

"The live-action martial arts game has been opened. As the only player, you will start a different game journey. Good luck!" Another mechanical sound sounded in Wu Ming's mind. At the same time, there was a perspective eye, and a radar appeared in the upper left corner.

"This, here... isn't this a novice village known as the most powerful online game in history?" Wu Ming was shocked when he looked at this small village. He seemed to have entered the game he had played in his previous life? That martial arts online game known as the most powerful and realistic in history? I remember that he played it at level 60 in his previous life, and he was also considered a little master.

As Wu Ming moved, some information suddenly appeared in his mind.

Character: Wu Ming

Martial Arts Level: 0

Experience value: 0/10

Root bone: 1

Mind method: None

Martial Arts: None

Equipment: None

Pills: None

Time: 29 days and 11 hours

Mission: Novice Mission 1: Find the village chief and obtain equipment. Novice Mission 2: Leave the novice village and obtain experience value of 10 points.

"Aren't these information my account? Except for the different players' names, the rest of the interfaces are almost the same. It seems that this is true! Then..."

Suddenly, Wu Ming ran out quickly like crazy. He went to the entrance of the village and found the NPC village chief of the novice village. He received a hatchet and three days of dry food. He did not go out of the village to get the ten experience points, but instead ran back into the village.

"Your sister, I'm going to post it! Hahahaha, what if the root bone is bad? ... As long as I can find that unique skill, what if the root bone has been fixed? Hahahaha..."

Wu Ming, who once played to level 60, knew very well that this game actually had a very fair setting. No matter who was born, he only had a little bit of roots and bones, which was similar to his current body. This required looking for pills or level improvements, and internal strength secrets to increase. This depends on the players' own efforts.

After running to the end of the village, Wu Ming then slowed down with a heavy breath. Behind the village was a mountain with cliffs about three or four hundred meters high, but it was not difficult to climb. There were many places to step on, so it was probably set up specifically.

"Yes, it's here! Hahahaha, if someone hadn't revealed the news in his previous life, who would have thought that there would be such a unique skill here? Hehe, it's a cheaper one now! As long as the roots and bones grow, wouldn't it be easy to practice martial arts?"

At this time, Wu Ming seemed to be a little hindered and began to climb and exercise.

Three or four hundred meters high, if Wu Ming hadn't been strong enough now, he wouldn't have climbed up. But even so, it took him half a day to wait until he got on it and was exhausted and he was too lazy to move his fingers.

When I played this game in my last life, like most players, I went to the village chief to get a hatchet, and after three days of dry food, I quickly left the novice village to strive for experience and upgrade. If a player was not bored later, no one would have expected that there would be a complete unique skill on it. Although it is incomplete, unable to fight in practice, and unable to cultivate internal energy, it has a great advantage, which can increase the roots and bones!

The growth of root bones is the most difficult part of the whole game. It’s like Wu Ming, who had already played at level 60 in his previous life, did not receive any adventures or received any special pills, and the root bones were only thirty points. Although it was quite good, the gap with those big guys was not ordinary. If he could double the root bones, he would have been at level 70 or 80 long ago.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next