On the shore of the East China Sea, this East Sea is not the other East Sea. At this moment, the vast sea is carrying a gentle breeze, and there is a silvery beach. There is a bonfire on the beach. The bonfire is crackling and burning, reflecting a small world.
Brother Zhang was sitting there quietly looking at the fire. The girl in white beside him just now had left because she disliked him and became boring. Brother Zhang was sitting there quietly looking through the past memories that he had almost forgotten, like
It's like a person has to be trapped in his parents' old house in a sudden autumn rain and look through a thick photo album alone.
Several times he wanted to go back and take a look, but in the end he couldn't muster the courage, because when he looked back on the past, maybe he had indeed become the most supreme person in everyone's eyes, but he had indeed not completed what he had given him.
My own expectations, at that time, Brother Zhang actually wanted to be a geologist so that he could travel around the world.
Even though he had long had the ability to travel around the world at any time and anywhere, he was ultimately unable to get out of the fortress that trapped him. The things that the young man did not obtain still affected his life.
Although everyone says he is lonely, he actually likes to be alone. For example, at this moment, the cool wind and the noisy sea in the world of mountains and seas can give this guardian with a strong literary and artistic atmosphere a moment of peace.
He was sitting there building a house with sand. Although he was very childish, no one saw him. He was yawning as he was building a house, as if he was playing a boring idle game. He was sitting there and watching the little people on the screen running around.
But I was drowsy but refused to go to bed no matter what.
In fact, for Brother Zhang, there is no one like him among the gods and Buddhas in the sky. He has no love, hate, or conflicts. In other words, his life is not enjoyable, and the most helpless thing about him is that
He is the only one in the entire multiverse. He cannot witness his birth and growth in another world like Long Danchen, nor can he experience different lives like the queen of another world.
It’s not like he hasn’t been to other places to experience life, but for him, it’s just a matter of going from one place to another in a daze.
However, he does not feel that he is pitiful, because it seems that all life in the world lives like this. When a person's desire is lowered to a certain level, it is actually another kind of transcendence and sainthood.
In fact, Brother Zhang's friends have given him a lot of relevant suggestions and opinions, in order to get him out of his boring life, but most of the solutions are of no use because Brother Zhang has no utilitarianism and no side effects of utilitarianism.
He just has no enterprising spirit, and generally there is no powerful existence that can force him to seek revenge...
And he generally won't open a dungeon easily. For him, opening a dungeon is essentially the same as going to a different world to be in a daze.
"The whole world is looking for you to go crazy, and you are sitting here alone."
A voice came from beside Brother Zhang. He hummed and patted the sand next to him: "Sit down."
Miss Jin slowly sat next to him: "Dashu said you came here to meet your first love."
Brother Zhang laughed: "It's not really my first love, it's just an old friend from before I became who I am."
"It's amazing. Any old friend is a top-notch existence."
Miss Jin stretched out and said, "Looking at you, are you thinking about opening a copy again?"
Brother Zhang sat there and didn't answer. In fact, he didn't know how to answer. He was like this when he was free. He didn't have any new tricks, and he was not interested in those things that were noisy and seeking fame and profit.
If you were a protagonist in another book, you could do a lot of things. You could be invincible and have visitors from outside the world. One day you'd be a school beauty, and tomorrow you'd be a beautiful summer worker in the sales department. The plot could unfold like eggs being laid in a chicken farm.
But think about it from another perspective, would it be appropriate to pair Brother Zhang with a beautiful school beauty who is a junior in college or a stunning saleswoman in a Mercedes-Benz 4S store? From identity to worldview to level of thought, everything is vastly different.
There are also dogs on the street who look down on others, and rich people who are arrogant and rude on the street. To be honest...Brother Zhang doesn't look like someone to be trifled with. He has a tall and straight figure, and his clothes are not gorgeous, but
Neat, tidy, and very upright. Without glasses, he looks like an heir from a family that has been cultivated and studied for ten generations. With glasses on, he has the sense of class and scumbag that comes with being a member of high-end society.
This kind of person would not be willing to rub against him even when he is waiting for the bus, for fear that if he accidentally hurts him, ten bodyguards in black suits will appear next to him.
Not to mention that a woman would hold another man's hand and walk up to him and sneer, "A poor guy like you is worthy of competing with XXX." His veteran cadre style would make it impossible for him to meet such a frivolous woman.
There is also the topic of villains.
First of all, it is certain that there is no villain in Brother Zhang's eyes. Even if someone scolds him in front of him, it is equivalent to seeing a red panda standing upright with arms spread towards him in the scenic area. Who would hate him?
A cute and angry little panda.
What else can you do to beat the young and make them old? At Brother Zhang’s level, if you are really angry to a certain extent, it will be a massacre at the level of cause and effect. Otherwise, you won’t be able to destroy a Western hell and let the rest of the world
Similar hell systems have collapsed.
As for those who work so hard for the treasures of heaven and earth, that's even more of a joke. He can easily squeeze out more than 18,000 innate spiritual treasures with his bare hands. He takes out the abandoned spiritual treasures in the multiverse in the warehouse.
When setting up a stall, he could use a train bag to pull out all the items he wanted. Anything within the scope of his cognition could be picked up by clapping his hands together.
Therefore, there is no such thing as an annulment system, a revenge system, or a concubine system. The main focus is to work hard on the ground and survive in a boring way. The most colorful stage is just to catch ghosts with a group of fools. Unfortunately, the team now
They all dispersed, and everyone in the team went to compete in the second World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament.
Oh, and what a joke about money. Brother Zhang’s money in the game world is already very exaggerated, but in reality the content is even more exaggerated than he thought. After thousands of years of accumulation and operation, the Holy Lord Fund
How terrifying it is, only God knows.
People say that all roads lead to Rome, but Brother Zhang has been sitting on the throne of the supreme imperial power of Rome since he was born.
So for such a boring person, what can he do in his free time besides opening dungeons?
"I heard that you took them to play the rebirth game?"
"Well, do you want to play too?"
"I'm not interested, but I can play with you. I heard that what they said is a bit too extreme, and it won't be fun."
Brother Zhang raised his eyebrows: "What are your plans?"
"Actually, I discovered a problem, that is, when you open a dungeon, you always open an urban-style one. Why not open one that is closer to your real life? Or, in an alternate history, you can get yourself a more exaggerated plug-in.
Add some special restrictions, the kind that cannot be unlocked until you achieve the achievement."
Even though Ms. Jin is an old antique who is 190,000 years old in the Three Realms, her mouth is that of a reader of Lao Shuangwen, so this can tell others one thing, that is, never judge people by their appearance, because no one will know that they just rubbed shoulders.
And what kind of message "Oops, I traveled through time and became the first prince of the Tang Dynasty" was opened on the mobile phone of the good-looking and elegant lady.
"I've tried too, but I'm so stupid, so... I just spend my life doing nothing."
Brother Zhang didn't lie. Of course he had opened historical dungeons. Without the blessing of abilities, he really didn't have any special abilities or extraordinary wisdom. In the end, he spent his whole life doing nothing. Until now, he has done nothing.
He worked as a cook, a blacksmith, a groom, a handyman and other physical jobs. He was also lucky enough to pass the imperial examination, and the highest official position was the fifth-rank middle school scholar. But he couldn't bear the burden of marriage. Basically, every time he went to the marriage plot, he
I just quit on my own.
"So that's it, you lend me your ability, and I'll arrange it this time."
Of course, Brother Zhang didn't have any doubts and directly pointed his finger on Miss Jin's forehead. This was the first time that Miss Jin had been injected with spirit since she met Brother Zhang. Usually, it was the injection of biological concepts, which was powerful.
Even she could barely catch the force, and her whole body felt as if it had been burned by fire.
"It's too strong...I can't stand it." Miss Jin took a deep breath: "Then I'll start now!"
Brother Zhang snorted, and then his consciousness was twisted directly into the whirlpool. He first felt his eyes go dark, and then when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was sitting in front of a table, and then a large number of memory patches surged out.
After he got used to it for a while, he realized what Miss Jin had set him up to be.
An eighteen-year-old scholar with both parents dead, he was one of the few in the small mountain village. But after he came to the metropolis of Hangzhou, he became an ordinary scholar.
"Southern Song Dynasty!"
Based on his own memory, Brother Zhang knew that the current emperor's surname was Zhao and that the capital was Hangzhou. He immediately knew that he had arrived in the Southern Song Dynasty, but the emperor seemed to be Zhao Zhen, the famous Renzong. This is different from normal history.
, so Brother Zhang immediately knew that this was an illusion set up by Miss Jin.
Zhao Zhen, who originally only lived to be over fifty years old, had just celebrated his sixtieth birthday a few days ago, and is now looking for a consort for his daughter who suffers from a strange disease. What Brother Zhang is writing now is a letter of recommendation for the consort.
"Applying for a job as a consort..."
Brother Zhang took a breath, then touched his chin, and then threw the self-recommendation letter Tuanba Tuanba aside. Then he felt hungry, so Brother Zhang relied on his memory to find something to eat.
It seems that in this setting, Brother Zhang is a young scholar who desperately wants to save face. He became a scholar in his hometown and came to a big city. He makes a living by copying books for people every day. He spends all his daily expenses on
In terms of food, I can only live on dry and cold steamed buns.
This setting can be regarded as desolate. Being bullied and ridiculed is a common thing, and he is not only ridiculed and insulted by others, but also often bullied. The local ruffians around him like to bully him the most.
The strength of the chicken is so arrogant that it destroys scholars.
Brother Zhang had eaten two steamed buns and poured some water to wash his face, but as soon as he lowered his head, he was startled. Although he still looked like himself reflected in the water, the details had definitely been fine-tuned.
How do you look at it, how do you like it, how do you look good on it.
Oh, it’s that kind of indescribable beauty. The key point is that she doesn’t look girly at all. If she wears a simple Confucian outfit and an oil-paper umbrella, and looks back at the misty West Lake in the misty rain, I’m afraid that a lot of girls will be fascinated to death.
For children, the key is that Song is particularly fond of this, which is absolutely amazing.
"No wonder you want to be the consort..."
Brother Zhang laughed a few times, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the empty dilapidated house. Suddenly he was confused, and he didn't know what to do better.
At this time, I heard heavy rain falling outside the window, and Brother Zhang could only sit there in silence, but soon a few people taking shelter from the rain came under the eaves, and they started discussing while they had nothing to do.
Gossip comes.
The biggest gossip in Lin'an City during this period is the princess's recruitment of a son-in-law. I heard that the princess who has a strange disease is the youngest daughter of the emperor, the biological sister of the current prince, and the queen's son.
All in one. According to them, this princess was not only favored, but also beautiful. She was already extremely beautiful at the age of fourteen. Even the emperor changed his reign name to "Jingru" for this daughter, which was inappropriate.
The year name of the naming convention.
It's just a pity that the princess contracted a strange disease when she was only sixteen years old. At first she just didn't like eating, and later she felt nauseated and vomiting no matter what she ate. Seeing her getting thinner, the imperial doctor in the palace was helpless. Everyone
It is said that the princess will only live for half a year at most, so the reason for being so anxious to have a son-in-law is just to bring happiness to the princess.
But it seems that not many people signed up, saying they were afraid that the emperor would be angry if the princess died.
Brother Zhang wrote the self-recommendation letter simply because he was too poor to live any longer, so he made a last resort. If he had some other options, he would not become the consort.
"The strange disease is anorexia, isn't it?"
Brother Zhang was sitting at the window listening to the beeping outside, and he muttered to himself: "It's not a big problem."
Not to mention this thing, Brother Zhang has his own unique understanding of dealing with anorexia, and even has his own plan. When he heard the princess's symptoms, he was basically sure that it was anorexia.
But anorexia is anorexia. What Brother Zhang needs to solve now is his own food and clothing problem. If he doesn’t go out and get some French fries to eat, he may go to bed hungry tonight. He doesn’t have the ability to do that now.
You have the ability to eat the fireworks of the world, you have to be self-reliant and make money!
When the rain subsided a little, Brother Zhang started walking around the streets with an umbrella under his arm. He didn't know what to do in the first place, but now he could only walk and search in order to fill his stomach.
At this moment, he noticed a commotion in front of him. He looked at the time and found that it was still early, so he squeezed through the crowd and went up to watch the excitement.
"Oh, him! It's just him, take him away, take him away!" Suddenly a man in the front who looked like a young officer pointed at Brother Zhang who had just walked in and shouted: "Come on, take him away!"