suburbs.

Martial Arts School.

"This is my friend Zhao Junyu, and this is Lao Qian, Qian Mingkui, the contemporary successor of the Tracing the Snow Plum Blossom School."

Wu Xiaode introduced the two to each other.

Lu Renyi stepped forward to serve tea and silently stepped aside.

Wu Xiaode looked at him in surprise and said, "Xiao Yi, why are you still here?"

"I joined the sect." Lu Renyi said.

"Where are your brothers?"

"It's all gone."

"Don't you want to be involved in the world anymore?"

"No more messing around."

"Then what do you do for a living?"

"In my early years, I would repair bicycles and electrical appliances, and planned to open a shop next to the martial arts gym."

"How come there is such a plan?"

"I'm here to work and support the sect and master."

"oh?"

After hearing this sentence, Wu Xiaode finally looked at it with admiration.

He pondered: "Let me ask you, why are you so obsessed with joining the sect when you can obviously make it in the world?"

"I was born in poverty and had no way to support a large family, but now I see a path of my own, and my family is very supportive of me," Lu Renyi said.

Qian Mingkui helped: "When I was away at night, he has been loyally guarding the martial arts gym. I think we need such a person."

"I actually hate you gangsters, but as the old saying goes, a prodigal will never be replaced by gold. If you can serve Master Qian well, abide by the rules of the sect, and stop bullying the weak, I will give you this opportunity." Wu Xiaode said.

"Thank you, elder." Lu Renyi knelt down and kowtowed honestly.

"Okay, let's talk about apprenticeship later. Xiao Wu, come and see my martial arts secret book." Qian Mingkui said.

He placed an ancient book with vertical layout on the table.

Wu Xiaode picked up the book and took a look, only to see four big words written on the cover:

"The Spear Killing Technique."

Turn to the first page, which contains an evaluation of various weapons, how to use spears to fight the enemy, and a list of the uses of spears in various battle formations in history.

Wu Xiaode took it in immediately.

The beginning of this book goes from the shallower to the deeper, from the advantages of basic spear techniques to the method of defeating thousands of people in battle, and finally even talks about some spear techniques in myths and legends, and gives corresponding evaluations.

By the time Wu Xiaode came to his senses, the book had already turned ten pages.

On the new page were written four large characters: "Three Styles of Killing and Killing".

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Even someone like me, who has never practiced spear technique before, is fascinated by it. It shows that it is indeed a good spear technique." Wu Xiaode sighed.

"I feel the same way, Elder Wu, do you want to practice together?" Qian Mingkui said, rubbing his hands.

Wu Xiaode hesitated.

How can I have time to practice a spear technique?

The most efficient way is to accept the commission directly from the wish wall and get the teaching from the ancestors.

——Speaking of which, I can accept commissions again today.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the Book of the Dead quietly opened, revealing lines of small words written in ice crystals:

"You can practice all kinds of skills!"

"Currently, you have acquired the knowledge of relevant exercises. As long as you accumulate enough admiration from all sentient beings, you can rely on the power of all living beings to learn the relevant exercises."

"The Spear Killing Technique."

"Continuous skills, three moves in total."

"The Book of the Dead has been recorded."

"The amount of admiration and praise from all sentient beings that needs to be consumed is: one million likes."

"This spear technique is of a higher level and can be used to sacrifice to the Wall of Sighs to enhance the ability of the Silent Mist."

One million likes.

Improve death skills.

In this case, why not learn?

If something strange happens, find time to hold a live broadcast. After all, I have even received tens of millions of likes.

wrong!

It seems like I have recorded a scene in a parallel world!

Wu Xiaode patted his head, took out his mobile phone, and logged into the live broadcast software.

Countless messages popped up.

He had to read these messages first.

About half of the audience was interested in the video and appreciated the high quality of the two shows.

The rest is all kinds of weird abuse, questioning and belittling.

There are two most mainstream views.

One is: Brother, what you say is too fake. It is completely divorced from the structure of mechas and bone dragons. Let me tell you!

The other is: Brother, stop pretending, this is all true, we can see it!

Many people even made special videos to analyze Wu Xiaode’s video frame by frame, and the final conclusion is——

It’s all fake/real.

Wu Xiaode did not continue to scroll down, and simply uploaded the scene recorded in the parallel world.

The title is called:

"The science fiction blockbuster is in preparation, and various special effects are available for preview!"

Video posted successfully!

Wu Xiaode threw the phone on the table, took a sip of tea and said:

"Old Qian, how did you kill a monster in another world?"

Qian Mingkui said this and that.

Everyone was speechless.

Zhao Junyu adjusted his glasses and said, "Master Qian, your luck is truly unrivaled."

"Ah? How to say it?"

"According to our statistical data, less than one out of ten people successfully returned last night."

"So many casualties?" Qian Mingkui was shocked.

Zhao Junyu nodded, his expression a little heavy.

If all the awakened ones die, then when other disasters break out, how can humans deal with monsters?

Three years later, as Wu Xiaode saw, the world was indeed heading towards destruction.

This is how to do?

Wu Xiaode was thinking about another thing.

He pondered: "You mean, the bird rescued you from the city of poisonous snakes, and then you rescued it again?"

"Yes." Qian Mingkui nodded.

"That's not right... I have never heard of monsters helping professionals. Jun Yu, do you have any relevant records there?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"No." Zhao Junyu said.

"This is a bit strange, but since you have saved each other's lives, you have a friendship. Next time, try to get in touch with each other and become true friends." Wu Xiaode said.

"Good idea!" Qian Mingkui patted his thigh.

At this time, neither of them knew the extent to which their conversation at this moment would affect the future of the entire human race.

Qian Mingkui said with some regret: "Unfortunately, the teleportation at twelve o'clock every night is random. I may not teleport there next time."

Zhao Junyu snapped his fingers and said: "I will solve this matter. I will get you a space teleporter. It will record the location you entered last time, and then lock that area so that you can teleport there next time."

Qian Mingkui's eyes lit up and he said hypocritically: "Thank you brother Junyu. I'm really sorry that you have to give me something for the first time we meet."
To be continued...