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Chapter 1 Word Cultivation Game

Chapter 1 Text Cultivation Game

Author: Scarlet Echo

Chapter 1 Text Cultivation Game

"I've traveled through time, but I haven't completely worn it yet!"

Looking at her face in the mirror, which had no heavy dark circles under her eyes and was in the most energetic period, Ning Pingle sighed heavily.

I thought I was reborn and returned to the past, and I cheered in my heart.

After all, the unique foresight of reborn people cannot guarantee the life of the richest man, but with Bitcoin, liquor stocks, etc., you can always guarantee your freedom of wealth and worry-free food and clothing!

Set a small goal for yourself first, earn enough pension money, and then fire your future boss in advance. Is that okay?

Well, until Ning Pingle clicked on his phone and glanced at the weather, he knew it was broken.

“It’s light rain today in Feihua District, Tiandu City, 15 to 20 degrees, air quality index 21, the air is pretty good.”

He blinked and looked at the phone screen carefully again.

"Time: April 30, 2027"

Then the whole face was twisted into a "subway, old man, mobile phone.jpg" face.

Confirmed, it’s an unknown world line.

Very good, there is no need to think about the currency circle plan and Stud Medical Stock, and the opportunity to bet heavily on the world champion Messi is gone.

Fortunately, after glancing at the personal belongings in the dormitory and the student cards scattered on the table, he could confirm that his sons were still the same group of sons, so he didn't have to worry about the awkward meeting.

But, how come we have traveled through time and the world has changed, but our roommates are still the same good kids?

Parallel space-time isotopes, right?

The beautiful life that was just around the corner is gone, but life will always go on. Without foresight, grasp some vision of the future and give it a try, Ning Pingle feels that it may not be impossible to achieve financial freedom.

He subconsciously reached into his trouser pocket to get a cigarette, but then he remembered that he didn't have the habit of smoking at this time, so he simply went downstairs, bought a pack of cigarettes, and grabbed a lighter from the drawer of his roommate Shen Ning.

While vomiting, he decided to go to the KTV for one night to understand the relevant situation, so as not to cause any suspicion due to his abnormal behavior when his roommate came back. Even if the probability was very small, he had to guard against it.

Well, now that I am not addicted to cigarettes, this cigarette is my last one. I will treat it as a "celebration" of my reincarnation and a scent for my original body!

However, when he came to KTV and clicked on the popular playlist, he was speechless and found that the songs on the on-demand rankings were still the songs he remembered.

Damn it, it’s already 2027, why are the popular songs in the Chinese music scene still those old songs? It’s really Twilight of the Gods, right?

Huh? No, it seems to be a little better than the previous life. At least there are two more unfamiliar songs on the hot song list. I looked at the singer...

Xu Ruoxi? A name I have never heard of.

Ning Pingle roughly collected relevant information, and after confirming that he had arrived in a paradoxical parallel world, he began to look for the situation at Tiandu University where he lived in "this life".

His first reaction was to go to the online restroom post bar to see if there was any fun.

He stretched out on the KTV sofa, crossed his legs on the frosted glass table, casually clicked on the posts on his university's forum, and glanced at them casually.

The beginning is a heartbreaking attack on the national examination candidates who are about to graduate:

"Title: Just a quick calculation and I know that your essay is off topic and your test is all wrong."

He clicked on it and saw that there were many netizens replying to the post downstairs, which was quite lively.

"No, no, no, no, there won't be anyone who fails the provincial written exam, right?"

"Isn't it true that only fresh graduates can apply? The posts are so busy, why would a senior in college come to post them? Aren't they all busy with school recruitment?"

"I heard that the school recruitment progress in our province this year is much behind compared to previous years."

"We have no choice but to catch up with the powerful typhoon Sanhui, which is rare in more than ten years. For safety reasons, the school has postponed the recruitment for the second half of April to May."

"It's impossible to work part-time. It's impossible to work part-time in this life. Let's first think of ways to take the postgraduate entrance examination to delay the time of entering the society. I don't want to be a cow horse yet!"

The corners of Ning Pingle's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that he was offended.

Thinking back to his two and a half years of work, from a cheap labor force to a recruitment and training director with an annual salary of 250,000 yuan, and indirectly managing thousands of people, Ning Pingle burst into laughter when he came back to his senses:

"Forget it, don't think about those nonsense, just enjoy this wonderful youth after time travel!"

He decided to wash his face and sober up, and then think about how he could find a way to get rich in this familiar yet unfamiliar world.

The cold tap water slid down my cheeks, and I looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror. It was clearly my college self who could only be found through memories in my previous life.

"As expected of me, he's so handsome!"

Ning Pingle hummed softly and picked up her phone again to collect more information, when her eyes suddenly turned to a new post that popped up.

"You are all talking about exam results, but no one wants to talk about the evil thing that happened at the School of Management a few days ago?"

Someone is speaking below.

"Isn't it possible that another student has been deceived into a pyramid scheme?"

"Why again?"

"Let me tell you, the host, I'll wait for you!"

Below that reply message, there are more than thirty folded messages.

Ning Pinngle's melon-eating soul was burning brightly, so he subconsciously clicked on the comment.

He read along the comments.

"The thing is like this. About half a month ago, Mr. Zhang, the class teacher of the accounting class in the School of Management, was noticed by his classmates that his face was very poor during the class meeting. He suddenly fainted in the middle of the class meeting.

After the ambulance arrived, Teacher Zhang was rushed to the hospital. That night, news came that he had suffered an acute illness and had passed away.

It happened very suddenly. When the accountant class monitor went to visit Teacher Zhang, he wanted to ask about the cause of his death. The doctor did not tell him directly, but gave a strange reply.

It probably means that the examination shows that the patient should have lost his vital symptoms long before he was sent to the hospital, so he should not be able to hold class meetings for students."

The following is obviously a reply from a student from the same school:

"Teacher Zhang's face looked really scary that day. We were very sad after hearing the news. Teacher Zhang is a very nice person."

"Corpse class meeting? Why do I feel so cold on my neck? Oh, it's because the dormitory door is not closed!"

"I guess you are hiding in bed right now, looking at your phone and shaking...because I am the same way."

Ning Pingle continued to scroll, and then saw the original poster’s post again:

"Later, in the accounting class next door, a class member was called by the police station for consultation. Later, I heard that the psychological committee member of the accounting class also had some problems.

On the day that Teacher Zhang was buried, he went to the Tiandu River to make a nest late at night. He fished for three hours but failed to catch any fish. Instead, he caught a swollen corpse.

The guy put the body aside and went on to fish, but in the end he caught nothing.

In the end, he had no choice but to go to a food stall, find a seller of grilled fish, buy a live fish, and then choose to call the police.

I'm fairly familiar with him, and according to him, he didn't understand what he was thinking at that time, as if he had been blinded. When the police arrived after calling the police, others were almost frightened.

The corpse was cold, icy, and swollen!

Oh, by the way, I used the fish he bought to make paper-wrapped fish and sucked it up. You can’t imagine how delicious it is when you eat it so late at night.”

"The sudden turn almost broke my waist... So what, you haven't finished eating yet, can I have some soup?"

"I can only say that your friend is a qualified fisherman (seriously). Whether he is making nests on the human body or fishing for air force, they are all very suitable."

Ning Pingle couldn't laugh or cry.

This poster is a real fisherman. As soon as he posted this post, he caught a bunch of live fish in the bar.

Further down...the bottom is gone.

Tsk, dead eunuch.

He casually exited the post, and when his eyes scanned the screen of his mobile phone, he was attracted by an APP in the lower right corner of the screen.

It's like in a black and white world, only this game has color.

To describe it more vividly, it is like a leg control who saw the long legs of translucent black stockings posted by a group of friends.

Or it might be the situation when tauren enthusiasts find someone in the group chatting, "Madam, you don't want your husband to lose his job."

Ningping is so excited!

Looking at the APP again, this feeling disappeared.

"Hmm? Is there this APP on the page when I just checked the information?"

Oops, I’m interested!

"Mobile game? "Strange Way"? This name, a weird type of game? Why isn't it called Zuowangdao?"

Ning Pingle hasn't played mobile games for a long time. To be precise, he had been working as a workhorse for more than two years before time travel, and he had long been away from games.

As a social worker, even if I go to the hospital to be diagnosed with cancer, I still have to go back to work in the afternoon...because I only took half a day off.

Where do you get so much time and energy to play games?

Sleeping is more comfortable than playing games.

"Is it a new game to play with your silly sons?"

Ning Pingle hesitated for a moment, but out of an extremely complicated mood, he finally turned around and sat down, leaving other things behind, and opened the APP.

Along with a burst of slightly gloomy music, a roll of yellowed parchment was pulled open on the page, and black and red mottled writing appeared on it.

There are no complicated modeling, boring entry animations, stuck progress bars, and game announcements that no one sees at all.

The moment you clicked it, lines of text appeared on the parchment.

[A heavy rain washes away traces of the past, and you return from the abyss again]

[Lightning and thunder illuminate the dark altar, and when you look up, you see a deserted swamp]

[In a daze, you recall that you have returned here more than once, struggling, dying and resurrecting in this world of mountains and seas]

[This world is called the Mountain and Sea Realm, and it exists in an abnormal gap. Ancient gods, evil spirits, strange beasts... creatures from various folklore and anecdotes thrive on this land and hunt each other until their lives come to an end.

until】

[Sometimes, the mountains and seas that exist in the gap will collide with different worlds by chance]

[Under a special phenomenon called "time slot overlap", worlds and worlds intersect at this moment, and conflicts suddenly arise]

[The time slot will open up the barriers between different worlds. A small time slot may cause a small number of creatures from the two worlds to cross each other. A large time slot may even form a Jedi that affects an area]

[Now, you are lucky enough to pass through the time gap again and step into this land again]

[But this may not be a wonderful choice. To the world of mountains and seas, you are an alien, a heretic, an extraterrestrial demon, and a fader, but more creatures call your kind of existence——]

【"sly"】

【This is your trick!】

[You who are not tolerated by the world will also suffer the curse of the world. You will be tortured in this land until you leave in pain]

【Now, will you start your journey again? 】

【→Click here to enter the world of mountains and seas←】

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(End of chapter)


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