An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

Facts have proven that once you get involved with Tiantai in school, everything you do next will be smooth sailing.

No matter what, rejecting an interview is always a hurdle that cannot be avoided. Zhang Ke can't say that he is no longer a human being, can he?

And the instructor seemed to have caught something. After all, he was quite positive before, but suddenly it started to fail within two days. Who would believe you if you said there was no problem?

After trying to persuade the counselor to move into his dormitory even with no excuses,

Zhang Ke simply made a request to live out.

"Going out to live? Have you chosen a house? I have a friend who happens to be an agent. I'll ask him to help you choose!"

The enthusiastic instructor didn't give Zhang Ke a chance to refuse. He immediately called and made friends and drove Zhang Ke with him.

It's only half a day,

Zhang Ke moved to a community more than ten kilometers away from the school, with two bedrooms and one living room, free water and electricity, and a monthly deposit of 1,700. Including things from school and approval slips, everything was put together in the rental house.

The last time I saw the instructors being so efficient was when the school started collecting tuition fees.

After settling Zhang Ke, the instructor took his friend out of the room. When he stepped out of the elevator, he frowned under the scorching heat:

"I didn't feel this hot just now!"

"The temperature has been this high today, are you not sick?" The agent choked him, then raised his head and looked upstairs:

"But it's understandable. You seem to be a bit abnormal as a student. Send him out now. At least it won't affect your work!"

"well!"

After squirming a few times, the conductor finally sighed.

Indeed, it is the best result if it does not affect him. As for Zhang Ke, he can only hope that he has a strong heart and can come out on his own.

At this time, Zhang Ke, who was standing in front of the balcony, retreated to the room, and the pent-up tension in his heart also dissipated a little.

Just now, since moving out of the dormitory, the instructor has been leaning towards him. Zhang Ke was so frightened that he thought this guy had discovered something. He held his breath several times and even couldn't help but start thinking about Conan and the Ten Sects in his mind. Crime, White Night Chase, Hannibal

It seems like something strange has gotten in!

But it's a good thing to be able to move out of school so quickly. At least, similar situations won't happen easily again.

But having said that, it seems that I discovered a new feature of the game!

Zhang Ke had thought about it before, what would he do with himself in reality when he was in the game?

After all, time has changed after exiting the game twice in a row.

Now it seems that when he was in the game, his real body was managed by the game. Like this time, the instructor was forced to quit the game as soon as he went upstairs.

The buffer time in between is enough for some people to get one shot.

I sat down, did not enter the game immediately, took out my phone and ordered a takeaway, and then looked at the calendar on my phone in a daze.

He remembers the day he got the game being the 3rd and now it's the 5th.

Excluding being kicked offline in the middle, ten days in the game is almost equivalent to one day in reality?

Ten to one speed,

But thinking about it, there doesn't seem to be any opportunity for cool manipulation.

After all, it is better to clear a copy in the game than to create profits in reality.

Look at him now, his stomach has not reacted at all after being hungry all day, and he even feels full of energy!

If he hadn't felt that he should eat something, he would have been full just from drinking the wind.

The northwest wind fills the stomach, the southeast wind strengthens the body.

With his breathing, the essence in the wind is breathed into the lungs, and then transported to the whole body through the blood vessels, warming and strengthening the body.

The speed is very slow, but the best is stability!

Even in the game, the body will breathe on its own and slowly become stronger!

In contrast, in the game, Zhang Ke also mined the memory of the dragon soul, including the records left in the River God's Seal, and gained some "knowledge" to practice, but the former is suitable for dragons, while the latter can be practiced by others. Used it, but after one look he gave up.

There is no other way. If you want to practice cultivation, you have to build the foundation for a hundred days at the beginning. If you succeed in building the foundation, you can practice Qi. And this is a success!

After a hundred days, I gave up just by looking at the time, let alone the complicated rituals and notes that followed.

In contrast, the skills provided by the game save time, effort and money!

Before encountering a bottleneck or a better solution, Zhang Ke didn't want to try something new. As for other "knowledge" in his memory, it was not worth his time. He could distinguish the order of priority. At present, the game is just is the most important, everything else has to give way.

As for real life, it’s impossible for games to have no means of monetization, right?

If that doesn’t work, just become an internet celebrity.

Relying on Hu Feng's craftsmanship, he becomes a master of talking, and then he broadcasts live broadcasts and accepts advertisements. Qiami, it is better to be taken care of by a rich woman. It is better to have money to give money and not to be in contact with him at ordinary times.

After finishing the meal, Zhang Ke locked the door and closed the curtains, sat in the living room, and entered the game.

In the evening, the Hun River turned red under the setting sun.

Far away from the village, the small river god temple that used to be remote and quiet is now particularly lively.

The villagers, village elders, government officials, and even Buddhist and Taoist families among the surrounding villages and towns.

Zhang Ke came online again and was about to continue going down the river when he sensed this scene. His heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously suspected that he had accidentally missed something and someone was looking for him, but he quickly shook his head.

If he was really exposed, what were those villagers doing here?

And the leader was definitely not a Taoist priest, but the old monk Yao Guangxiao, who led the Buddhist and Taoist families, and even led an army to clear the way to block the mouth of the river.

After checking back and forth around the river more than ten times to make sure that the old monk was not following, Zhang Ke became a little curious.

After ruling out the possibility of violent death, Zhang Ke learned the method in the seal and mimicked the appearance of a scholar under the operation of his magic power.

Avoid those people who are looking around and sneak into the crowd carefully.

"Hey, brother, what's going on?"

The villager, who was wearing some ill-fitting and even starched white clothes, turned back to look at Zhang Ke. The dissatisfaction in his eyes instantly turned into fear, and he said somewhat flatteringly: "It's not like the River God was angry yesterday. Gentlemen, let's take a look today." What is the situation?"

"I hope it's not too bad, otherwise, I'll be in trouble!"

As he said that, he looked around nervously, then cautiously approached Zhang Ke and lowered his voice: "You are not from here, right? Just watch the excitement, don't be around tonight. We’re here, let’s go south quickly!”

"Otherwise, scholar, you will be in big trouble!"

It was persuasion, but in the hearts of the villagers, Zhang Ke was already dead.

He has lived so long that he has never seen the river god become angry, but he has heard from the old people in the village that it happened several times in the past, and each time he had to offer blood to get over it.