Proficiency: Cultivated 10 Million Times

In the seventh galaxy, on the broken star No. 5, there is a sea of ​​silver belts.

A three-masted iron-clad sailing ship was sailing on this silver shimmering sea.

The old mast swayed in the gusts of sea wind, and was bound by six or seven rough ropes underneath to prevent it from breaking just like that.

A group of people were sitting on the boat, all men.

From teenagers in their fifteenth or sixteenth year, to balding middle age in their forties or fifties.

Everyone was covered in filth, filled with a lingering stench, as if they had been rolled in a stinky ditch in line.

Among them, a young man of seventeen or eighteen was standing at the inconspicuous edge of the deck.

She has messy black hair, and the back of the shorts is hard to see the original color of the fabric.

The same dirty face is not very clear, only a pair of bright eyes, looking quite energetic.

"Three months..."

The young man let out a long sigh, this is the time he came to this world.

The young man's name is Wang Yu, and he was a game designer in his thirties before time travel.

I fell asleep after working until three in the morning, and when I woke up, I was inexplicably transported here.

The predecessor of this body was a child worker in a mine named Wang Yu, but he was much more miserable than him.

Seemingly exhausted.

After the memory fusion, within three months, Wang Yu took over this identity and stayed in a mine to mine.

Only after the six-month period expires are they eligible to leave the mine and return to work.

The sound of the sailboat breaking the waves was louder than expected, and many fish corpses rolled out of the waves, just floating on the sea surface, smelling wet and salty.

In my memory, every six months or so in this silver belt sea, a deadly germ will multiply in the seawater, which can kill 70% of the creatures in the sea.

At this time, this sea will become a poisonous sea. If Wang Yu can't take it easy to go for a swim at this time, he will never return.

"Xiaoyu, go back this trip and relax, eat more, and don't be so thin next time, it's not easy to work."

A burly man with a shirtless body and a strong body walked up to Wang Yu's side and said.

The stubble on the mouth of the big man looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time, and he leaned on the railing of the boat with a relaxed expression.

After staying in the dark mine for a long time, even now in the deadly poisonous sea, I just feel comfortable and free.

"Uncle Meng, thank you for taking care of me during this time." Wang Yu said gratefully.

Meng Laoer waved his hands twice indifferently, "You are about the same age as my son, and it's not easy here, it's nothing."

Wang Yu didn't say anything, he was not a talkative person.

The days in the mine made him almost autistic, and he only remembered Meng Er Er in his heart.

"But if you're lucky and find some work outside, then don't come back." Meng Laoer sighed.

This miner is not a good job, and those who can come here are basically desperate people.

It is perfectly normal to be exhausted to death in the mine.

The sailboat docks.

After getting off the boat, all the miners immediately dispersed, including Meng Lao Er.

He couldn't wait to go back to see his wife and children at home.

Wang Yu looked around, and they landed on an archipelago.

Ninety percent of the broken star No. 5 is ocean, and less than ten percent of the remaining land is islands.

Excluding many extreme environments that cannot be developed, in fact, there are quite few places on this broken star that can be used for human habitation and development.

It is therefore defined as a semi-livable planet.

732 Island Town.

The name has no other meaning. The island is named No. 732 Natural Island, so the town on the island is also called No. 732 Island Town.

All the past memories of Wang Yu's previous life are here.

An old super-large iron pickup truck came head-on, kicking up a large cloud of dust on the ground.

Wang Yu stepped aside calmly.

The truck passed him, reached the shore and dumped a truck full of fetid garbage into the Silverbelt Sea.

Although it was the first time I saw it, it was familiar to me in my memory.

Almost all the garbage produced in the town will be simply thrown into the sea.

The huge flora of the Silverbelt Sea will eat up most of the garbage, leaving only some hard substances that will sink to the bottom of the sea.

As for whether the ring is not environmentally friendly, it has never been a matter for this Master Broken Star to consider.

A gravel-paved, rather sloppily built stone road followed the coast into the town.

Mouse Street is a dilapidated old-fashioned housing area, where many down-and-out people live in hardship.

When Wang Yu returned to Mouse Street, it was already dark.

Squeezing the wages in his trouser pocket, Wang Yu walked carefully under the shadow of the room, all the way to the outside of one of the buildings.

He didn't go in right away, but looked around for a while, and quickly stepped into the building after he didn't see the villains in his memory.

His residence is on the fourth floor of this building, a small room.

Glancing at the glass window that had been broken by someone, Wang Yu opened the door and walked in with his expression unchanged.

No one has lived in it for half a year, and the small room is already full of dust.

Wang Yu immediately noticed the footprints on the ground and the traces that the bed board and cabinet had been turned over.

Then contact the broken glass windows, it is not difficult to guess that someone has visited his house during this time.

Fortunately, Wang Yu also knew the virtues of the people in the Mouse Street area very well before he left. Before he left, he had already hidden almost everything, leaving only an empty room.

I believe that the patronizing thieves are also quite disappointing.

Wang Yu didn't bother to tidy up, so he went directly into the bathroom to wash up. Fortunately, some water still flowed out of the spout.

It's been a long time since I had such a comfortable cleaning, and there isn't so much water available near the mine.

After cleaning, Wang Yu changed into a set of clean clothes that he carried with him, and took a look at himself in the glasses.

At the age of seventeen, he is much more immature than in his previous life. I don't know why he has been in the dark mine for a long time, and his skin after rubbing off the mud looks a little pale.

His face wasn't ugly, but it was slightly gloomy, which made him not look like a good person.

The body is shriveled, not strong from mining, but looks malnourished.

It's true that he hasn't eaten well in the past few months. Coupled with the daily heavy physical exertion, it's normal that he can't keep up with his nutrition.

Wang Yu didn't stay in the room for too long and left quickly.

When I came to a small forest on Mouse Street, while there was no one around, I turned over a big rock and a pile of fallen leaves and weeds, and started digging at the soil under my feet.

After a while, a small package in memory appeared in front of my eyes.

It's not heavy, and it jingles inside when you pick it up.

Seeing that the package was still there, Wang Yu was overjoyed and opened it immediately.

Inside was a crumpled roll of star tickets and some crystals the size of fingernails.

A little inventory, not a lot.

After converting the Star Tickets and including the broken crystals in those packages, there are a total of 565 broken crystal coins.

This is all the money that Wang Yu has saved up by saving money and saving money.

Plus the salary of the half-year worker in the mine this time.

"enough!"

Wang Yu's eyes lit up, he tidied up a bit, and left the grove quickly, walking in a hurry all the way.

On Qinggang Street, the afterglow of the setting sun pours on the streets and alleys.

The people living on this street dress relatively decently, unlike the poor residents of Mouse Street.

There are still some shops open on the street, selling daily necessities, rice, oil and salt.

Three or two people patronize it, and their trading method is the broken crystals in Wang Yu's hands.

This is common currency.

Opposite the door of a small restaurant is a relatively spacious courtyard.

There is a signboard hanging on it.

Shadowless Boxing Gym.

Wang Yu looked up, took a deep breath and walked in.

In the courtyard, a group of men and women in uniform uniforms were shouting and drinking.

The younger ones were only eleven or twelve years old, while the older ones looked twenty or thirty years old.

Some were striding on horseback, holding huge boulders, looking at at least fifty or sixty catties, and sweating profusely.

Some kept hitting wooden or iron stakes, with their hands flying up and down. The speed of the two older men was so fast that it was difficult for Wang Yu to catch with the naked eye, and he could only see a few points. Afterimage.

Seeing is believing, which made Wang Yu even more determined.

What this boxing gym teaches is not the ostentatious ostentation seen in previous lives.

"Who are you looking for?" One of the older men stopped practicing and noticed Wang Yu coming in, so he came over and asked.

"I'm here to apprentice." Wang Yu said immediately.

The man looked Wang Yu up and down, not surprised.

Every few days, young people like Wang Yu would come to learn from a teacher.

These days, practicing martial arts is a tangible way out.

Of course, it is not so easy to practice to become famous.

After all, this is real kung fu, in addition to suffering, it also requires everyone's innate aptitude.

The root bone, the comprehension ability should not be too bad, otherwise it would be a waste of time, energy and money to practice.

"The master is not here today, you can come back tomorrow." The man said.

As soon as Wang Yu heard that it was such an unfortunate coincidence, he was about to give up.

Suddenly, at some point, there was a tall, thin middle-aged man with a goatee.

It seemed that he had just come back from the door, but his feet were silent, and when he walked to Wang Yu's side, he was noticed by the male disciple.

The male disciple immediately said respectfully: "Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Sun Chengshan put his hands behind his back and looked at Wang Yu with his small eyes.

The male disciple immediately continued: "He came to learn martial arts today. You were not here just now, so I want him to come back tomorrow."

Sun Chengshan took a look at Wang Yu, his face remained calm, "Do you know my rules?"

"I know." Wang Yu handed over a neatly arranged stack of star tickets.

There are denominations of ten, and there are denominations of one hundred, adding up to a total of one thousand broken crystal coins.

As early as more than a year ago, Wang Yu's predecessor had already inquired about all the martial arts gyms in the entire town.

Every martial arts gym has to charge tuition fees for recruiting apprentices. Among them, the Wuying Boxing Gym on Qinggang Street has the lowest tuition fee, only 1,000 shattered crystal coins.

In the past, Wang Yu saved money desperately just to find a way to practice martial arts.

Now Wang Yu wants to try to practice martial arts, not for anything else, but because of a small piece of interface that often appears in his mind.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Terran

Repair: None

Martial Arts: None

This small piece of interface, as a game designer, is too familiar.

He learned martial arts to see whether the interface in his mind was an illusion, or a small piece of the game interface that he had not finished designing and traveled together.

Sun Chengshan has seen many people who came to apprentice to him over the years, so he can naturally see that this money is probably Wang Yu's entire net worth.

To be able to hand over the money in such a stable manner, and face him with a calm expression without being nervous or flustered, this is more than most of his peers.

"Where do you live?" Sun Chengshan asked, not knowing if it was because of the money, his tone softened a little.

"Baisha Street." Wang Yu replied with a respectful attitude.

Of course, Mouse Street is not really called Mouse Street, the official street name is Baisha Street.

It's just that later it became more and more dirty and messy, attracting a large number of rat ants, which is why it was privately known as Rat Street.

"Yeah." Sun Chengshan nodded, not far from what he thought.

"Don't worry, I accept students here regardless of their origin, as long as the tuition fee is affordable, I will give you a chance.

Your mind is still calm, so come in. "

Sun Chengshan said lightly, and slowly walked into the yard with his hands behind his back.