Although Mr. Mu is over fifty years old, he does not look old and vicissitudes of life. The whole person looks full of energy, especially his wise eyes, which are far away and deep, giving people the feeling that all falsehood and pretense will be lost in front of these eyes.
The feeling of being eluded.
If you ignore the few wrinkles on his face, Mr. Mu looks more like a middle-aged man.
"Alas! If your parents hadn't disappeared unexpectedly back then, you wouldn't have been hanging around with me, an old man, all day long." Mr. Mu's style changed and he suddenly sighed.
He sighed and continued seriously: "However, according to the original agreement, I will protect you for 10 years. I have fulfilled my promise. You are not missing any arms or legs, which shows that my protection is in place."
Wei Ci was speechless for a while, he still has his arms and legs... Look at what you said.
"According to the Tianyuan Continent's calendar, you are already 17 years old this year. It's time to go out and practice!" Mr. Mu said seriously.
Experience?
Good guy... I'm afraid you don't want to kick me out as a dragster, right? Hearing this, Wei Ci didn't know what to say.
Forget it, let's get the experience, he was still thinking of a way to leave! If he stays in this sterile forest any longer, his soul will become moldy.
He suddenly had a question: Where did the original owner's parents go?
Also, who is the agreement made with?
He could not find the answers to these questions in his memory. From the vague memory, Wei Ci could feel that they did not abandon him, but had to leave temporarily for some reason.
He and Mr. Mu were actually neither relatives nor friends. Every time Mr. Mu was asked about the topic of his parents, Mr. Mu would either be vague or change the subject, and never give a direct answer.
As for the "promise" that Mr. Mu mentioned from time to time, he could only understand it as a promise or a debt of gratitude that he owed his parents.
Mr. Mu took out a bow and four quivers filled with arrows from the corner of the room and placed them on the stage.
"Don't you always like this Qingling Bow? Take it. Although it's just a primitive weapon, your level is too low. It's enough!" Elder Mu greeted Wei Ci.
Wei Ci's eyes lit up. It was a recurve bow with a simple and exquisite shape. The bow arms were made of Qingling magic vine. It was green and black and translucent. The bow string twisted from ice silk looked crystal clear.
The arrows seemed to be in the same set as the bow. They were also all green and black, and the arrow feathers exposed at the outer end of the quiver were white and delicate.
What a good thing!
Just the way this bow looked, it could easily be sold for tens of thousands of dollars on Earth. Wei Ci's eyes lit up.
He also knows a bit about bows and arrows, having played with his rich second-generation roommates several times in his previous life, although he is the type who is both good at it and loves to play.
As the original owner's favorite weapon, Wei Ci did not reject bows and arrows.
Bows and arrows are powerful and have long attack range. They are very suitable for ambush and long-range sniping. But the disadvantages are equally obvious: they are not good at close combat and require high accuracy, so they are not suitable for protracted battles.
However, the old man gave it away for nothing, it would be good to carry it for self-defense.
Wei Ci took the Qingling Bow in his hand, plucked the tough strings, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Mu!"
"Pack your things and leave. How you go in the future depends on your destiny."
After a pause, Mr. Mu continued: "The tiger father has no sons. If your father comes back one day, don't let him down. With your father's strength back then, he left you the storage ring. You will probably not have the resources to practice in the future."
If you don’t, I won’t prepare any more for you.”
Come on, old man, I'm short of resources. The storage ring can't be opened. It's not like you don't know! Wei Ci shouted in his heart.
Ignoring his resentful look, as soon as Mu Lao finished speaking, he went back to his room, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Wei Ci was thoughtful, always feeling something strange.
Mr. Mu had never taught him anything about cultivation, and now he seemed to be deliberately leading him away.
Could it be that the memory is missing something?
Wei Ci picked up the bow and several quivers and returned to the hut. As the door closed and the light in the room dimmed, Wei Ci began to think about his next plan.
In his previous life, he failed to get into his ideal university, was despised, ridiculed, and once fell into decadence.
So much so that my time in college was wasted, and it was not until I was about to graduate and enter social work internship that I discovered that the starting point is important, but personal efforts are more important. When a person has absolute strength, no one will care about his past.
Unfortunately, by the time he realized this truth, it was already too late.
Wei Ci is not a person who takes things easy.
Although it was an accident that he came to this world through time travel, he also realized that this was a new starting point in life and an opportunity to start over again. The factor in his bones that longed to become stronger was awakened.
Wei Ci's eyes gradually became firmer.
The world is so big and he wants to see it!
In his memory, he had been living with Mr. Mu on the outskirts of the Cloud Forest. Apart from his only good brother Long Qing, he had almost no other friends.
Although he inherited the memory of the original owner, the original owner was completely fat and didn't care about practicing.
This is a scam.
Up to now, he has not even started training to become a warrior. Just practice as you practice. Since you are practicing, you must have a goal plan.
Set a small goal first, earn it 100 million?
If there was an Internet in this world, based on the experience of his previous life, it would not be impossible! After joking and sighing to himself, Wei Ci began to formulate his next plan.
The short-term goal is naturally to step into cultivation and gain strength. If he wants to settle down in this world that depends on strength, he cannot and will not let himself become decadent again.
The mid-term goal is to find the truth behind the disappearance of his parents. This is not only following his own heart, but also settling the obsession of the original owner.
As for long-term goals, he would try to find a way back if possible.
Counting the time, he had disappeared for a whole day in the original world.
The computer in the dormitory has not been turned off, and I don’t know if my wife on the computer will be accidentally dug up by my roommate and he will die.
There is also the nagging mother at home. Is she looking for neighbors to help her find a blind date again, and suddenly she can’t find herself? Is she thinking about it all day long?
In addition, after today, his credit report is overdue.
Shaking his head and putting aside these messy thoughts, Wei Ci entered the Golden Book in consciousness. Before setting off, he wanted to explore the Golden Book first.
The title page of the golden book, the golden text appears.
[Energy: 900]
Wei Ci thought for a while and confirmed his previous guess.
Jin Shu absorbed a high-grade Yuan Stone and gained 1,000 energy points. Then he opened the 3D human body model picture on the second page, which consumed 100 energy points, so he now has 900 points left.
In other words, what is displayed on the title page of the Golden Book is the remaining energy value.
When he came to the third page of the golden book, he concentrated on "looking" at the pattern. Sure enough, as expected, a line of text emerged:
[Xumi Space: 200 energy to open (1/5)]
Xumi Space? Is it a storage space similar to a storage ring? He knows very well how precious storage equipment is!