RPG: The Divine Deconstructor

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Chapter One:

"Collect rags... Collect rags..."

As the sun went down and the evening sun shone on the street, a handsome young man pedaled a dilapidated tricycle that made a creaking sound, walking in the streets and alleys, yelling something incessantly.

"Xiao Ming, here..." A lady with curly hair heard the voice and waved to the young man with a bag of bottles.

"Okay." The young man was overjoyed, and strenuously pedaled the creaking tricycle to meet him.

"Aunt Li, plastic bottles cost 10 cents, 32 bottles cost 3.20 cents, and oil drums cost 2 yuan. The total is five yuan and 20 cents."

As he spoke, the young man took out a crumpled five-dollar bill and two dimes from his heavily seamed money bag and handed them to the curly-haired lady.

"Just five yuan." The curly-haired aunt was also very generous, so she took five yuan.

"Thanks."

The young man bowed and thanked, put away the two cents, waved goodbye, and drove off on a tricycle.

The young man's name is Jiang Ming, he is 25 years old this year, and has a primary school education. As for his occupation... To be more euphemistic, he will be called an 'urban waste recycling worker', and to be straightforward, he will be a 'trap collector'.

Jiang Ming glanced down at the two dime coins in his hand, weighed them, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I used to not bow my head when there was a dollar on the ground, but now I am humbled for a mere 20 cents, what a life. "

He was originally a professional gamer. At the age of fifteen, he jumped over the wall and entered an Internet cafe. He played many games such as WoW, Red Alert, CS, Cross Fire and Glory, and achieved considerable achievements.

In order to play a game, he stayed up late to eat spicy noodles and eat instant noodles. At the age of sixteen, he was well-known in school. At the age of seventeen, he won the finals of the League of Legends finals, and was invited to enter the Yan Luo Guild, which ranked tenth in Hualong Country.

It took five years for him to lead all the members of the Yan Luo Guild to stand at the peak of the entire Hualong Kingdom.

Twenty-three……

Jiang Ming shook his head, put 20 cents in his pocket, took out a pack of cheap cigarettes, lit one, puffed out the smoke, hummed a little song, pedaled his bicycle, and continued to shuttle through the streets.

What is the use of heaven and earth? What's the use of Fengyue if you can't have a quilt? Can not eat or drink. ?

What is the use of dust? Among all things, what is the use of change? Taoism is self-contained. ?

What's the use of facing the wall? What's the use of drinking if you don't see Tao Tao? A big bag. ?

What's the use of giving birth to me? If you can't laugh, what's the use of killing me? No reduction in arrogance. ?

Where did it come from? Live in the same world, sing music together, and walk all over the road. ?

Thousands of miles away, I can't find it, so why not meet me and have a smile. ?

Straw shoes and bamboo hats have traveled for thousands of years, and once traveled in the sky for thousands of years, what?

Those who walk on the song, forget things and me. ?

ha! ha! ha! Free and unrestrained... I don't care about the gods!

...

This song is from the book of the famous writer He Zai Jin. Many years have passed. Although it is an old song, Jiang Ming loves this song very much.

He especially yearns for the kind of unfettered, carefree life.

But now, although he is free, he is not at ease. In this society, if there is no money, he will starve to death, and he will still be bound by money, which is not really at ease.

In fact, there is a reason for him to collect junk. The first is to be more free. Although he will suffer a lot of blank stares when he walks through the streets and alleys, the second is that his hands are no longer able to exert force. Even holding a mouse for a while will hurt. No company wanted him at all.

And for this job, he only needs to use a roller skating device, and he doesn't need to exert a lot of force.

"Hey... business is so bad today."

Seeing that it was going to be dark, he looked back at the 'cargo' on the tricycle, lit a cigarette again and shook his head helplessly.

After walking around for a while, the business was still bleak, so he had no choice but to sell the "goods" on the car, and then rode on the tricycle, listening to the "sweet" sound from the tricycle, eating two steamed buns bought for one yuan , heading towards the slums.

...

For some reason, a helicopter flying in the air above City H suddenly exploded and fell towards an empty place in City H.

At this time, in a closed meeting room in City H, a middle-aged man in a suit hung up the phone with a livid face, and said to the seven or eight people present in a cold voice, "They were attacked, the helicopter happened There was an explosion, now send someone over there, and try my best to find that tube of potion, all the researchers have disappeared, and the development method has been broken, you must know that there is only one tube of potion in the world, so I must find it for me.”

"yes."

The eight people nodded, hurriedly left the meeting room, and started calling and shouting.

One of the younger men even yelled into the phone, "What! Lao Tzu's "Shenzhou" supreme account pendant is also on that helicopter? You bastards, "Shenzhou" will start the server tonight, Hurry up and get another one for me, and try your best to search for the potion in the picture I sent you..."

...

"What's the use of heaven and earth? You can't have a quilt... Damn, who set off the fireworks? No, it seems that the plane exploded, so why did it fall towards me..."

Jiang Ming was humming a little song. When he was driving on the empty street, there was a sudden explosion in the sky, emitting bursts of flames. At first he thought that someone was setting off fireworks, but when a piece of burning cabin fell towards him, he couldn't bear it. He couldn't help yelling, and was about to leave the spot on the tricycle.

"Crack..."

What made him depressed was that just after he pedaled, the tricycle chain broke because he was too hard.

"Ma Dan, give me the chain at this time." Seeing the burning cabin gradually approaching him, he tried to push the tricycle a few times, but because he couldn't use any strength in his hands, he couldn't push it very far. In desperation, he had to abandon it. The tricycle fled away quickly.

"boom……"

The moment he fled, the burning engine room hit his tricycle directly, making a loud bang.

Although Jiang Ming stayed away from there, he was still sent two or three meters away by the aftermath of the explosion.

"Oh, what's stuck in me."

Jiang Ming, who fell to the ground, suddenly felt a prick in his neck. He screamed in pain, and quickly grabbed the back of his neck.

"Huh? Needle? Why is there a needle on the helicopter? Is it a medical plane?"

Jiang Ming pulled out what was stuck on the back of his neck. It turned out to be a small glass needle with a little blood-red liquid remaining in the needle.

He didn't care about the needle now, so he casually threw the glass needle with his own blood into the sewer beside the road, then turned around and ran towards his tricycle.

The tricycle is his food, and he bought it for around a hundred yuan. If it is gone, he must be very distressed.

Because he was concerned about the tricycle, he didn't know that the glass needle he dropped casually hit the head of a black wild cat that was eating the mouse with relish, knocking it unconscious, and the red liquid inside the glass needle Mixed with his blood, it was injected into the body of the black wild cat.

"My second Onima, my tricycle..."

When he came to the dilapidated helicopter that was still burning and looked at the crushed tricycle, Jiang Ming was so distressed that he almost cried.

"Boom..."

Just as he was looking at his tricycle that had been with him for three years with distress, suddenly there was a loud noise in the cabin, and he backed away in fright.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a dead body fall from the back seat, and a delicate silver box rolled out from the collar of his clothes, and it just rolled down beside Jiang Ming who was not far away.

"This is... silver!"

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up when he saw the exquisite silver box, and he quickly picked it up.

The silver box was palm-sized and made of sterling silver. All the packages were made of sterling silver, and the contents inside were probably more expensive. Jiang Ming flushed and opened the silver box excitedly.

After the silver box was opened, there was a crystal pendant watch inside. The moment he saw the crystal pendant watch, his breathing began to become rapid, and his agitated mood made his body start to tremble, and he said in an unbelievable tone, "Teng Long The highly realistic virtual game "Shenzhou" terminal developed by the company for ten years... and it is the only three crystal terminal pendants in Hualong Kingdom, I am not dreaming again..."

"Boom..."

At this time, a few slight explosions brought him back to reality from his excitement.

He glanced at the tricycle, the burning cabin, and the dead man in black, and whispered softly, "These people must be of extraordinary identities. Rescuers will rush over soon after the plane crashes. Leave quickly to avoid being involved... "

After getting the sterling silver box and the "Shenzhou" terminal, he no longer cares about the tricycle.

"boom……"

Not long after he left, there was another violent explosion from the dilapidated cabin, and the sound of dozens of aircraft propellers could be heard in the darkened sky...

ps: Xiao Ye is writing a book for the first time, a pink and new one, please feed me, please reward me with lollipops, please take care of me, thank you