Jiang Qinfeng stood up suddenly and found that he was still in this dangerous and unfamiliar world. He curled his mouth and dropped his eyebrows, feeling extremely disappointed.
His head still hurt, and his whole body was in a strange state of exhaustion and laziness.
If possible, he really wanted to turn over and wrap himself in a quilt and sleep for a while like he did in the dormitory before.
"So I was saved by some master..."
He covered his head and looked around. The room was larger than his modern bedroom, spacious and cool. There were exquisite snacks on the small round table not far away. At a glance, there were many kinds of things.
"Ah, you're awake." The person who opened the door was a pretty and fair maid. Seeing Jiang Qinfeng wake up, she smiled softly, "Sir, should you eat first or take a shower first?"
This happiness came so suddenly. Jiang Qinfeng touched his stomach and said honestly: "I'm hungry."
His body had also been cleaned and put on a comfortable white middle coat. On the right side of his chest was embroidered a half moon behind a cloud, like a special symbol.
"What do you like to eat, sir? I can tell you how to cook it."
"Is there any porridge? Not too thick, the rice should be thinner."
Seeing the maid closing the door, he immediately summoned the system in his mind.
"System! In your game, if you die, you are really dead, right?"
This is the issue he is most concerned about now, even though an otaku like him who has read countless articles also knows that the routine is often...
"During the game, the player's soul is shattered and the game is judged to have failed. The punishment is the player's death."
Sure enough.
Jiang Qinfeng recalled the fire that hit him before, and couldn't help but feel frightened, and confirmed again:
"If you fail in the game, you will die? Only the winner will live?"
"Yes."
Jiang Qinfeng pursed his lips and nodded, walked out of bed, and picked a lotus paste cake from the plate to eat.
"so."
He is very calm now, not panicked at all...what a ghost.
"Players, do you have any questions?"
"Let me take another bite."
Although he said this, Jiang Qinfeng was no longer in the mood to eat. He unknowingly burned the red beans in his hands, crushed them bit by bit, and ground them into fine residue. He looked down and saw that his hands were greasy, and couldn't help but chuckle.
The current situation is much better than before. Taking it one step at a time, he is now the European Emperor who has drawn three SSRs at the beginning, so he still has an advantage.
"Continue the novice tutorial, step by step."
"Okay, the player name is Dog. The novice tutorial is reloaded...completed loading! Where does the player start teaching?"
Hearing this nickname, Jiang Qinfeng immediately thought of the little dog who sacrificed his life to protect himself. He didn't know what happened to it... He had to find a chance to see it.
However, I am not familiar with the place and I don’t understand the system rules yet, so I’d better listen to the introduction of the system first.
"Equipment card."
"Equipment cards include four categories: spiritual roots, weapons, armors, and accessories. Only one of each type can be equipped, and each replacement has a one-day cooling time."
"I hope players will pay special attention to it. After drawing the equipment card, the equipment will not be redeemed immediately, but will be distributed to players according to the usual rules of this world."
"For example, people are usually born with spiritual roots, so when a player equips a spiritual root card, he or she will immediately have a spiritual root constitution. However, when equipping weapons, armor, or accessory cards, the corresponding items will arrive at the player's hands in different ways, usually at a certain cost.
Time. To view the progress of the distribution of props, you can obtain them by drawing cards."
Jiang Qinfeng nodded: "I understand, that's why I can summon ice in critical moments, but I can't use the Spiritual Heart Sword."
"Can players only use extracted equipment? Can I use weapons obtained in this world?" he then asked.
"Both can be used. However, the equipment extracted by the system is, firstly, rarer and more powerful than outside, and secondly, has better performance under the same type of circumstances, so the system recommends players to use the extracted equipment as much as possible. More relevant details for players
You can check it out in the advanced guide."
In this way, except for spiritual root cards, other equipment cards have a large number of substitutes in the real world and are not particularly important.
In the first ten consecutive draws, Jiang Qinfeng only drew three equipment cards, and one of them was still a useless card. Thinking about this, he felt better.
He then used his mind to open the interface of the prop card.
"The biggest advantage of prop cards is that they can be redeemed in reality and used on objects other than the holder. They contain a wide range of types, including elixirs, spells, and mental techniques, and the number is the largest in the entire card pool."
"It's quite a lot. I drew four."
Three n-cards to treat trauma? Second-grade Huoxue Pills, one n-card to treat trauma? Red paper crane.
Jiang Qinfeng touched the top of his head, and sure enough he felt a pain. Probably the person who treated his wounds only saw the burns on his face and bruises on his body, and the part covered by his hair was not treated.
He redeemed a bottle, and saw the orange card floating in his field of vision flash slightly, turning into countless tiny light spots that gathered on his palm, condensing into a white porcelain bottle with a long neck and round belly, which was a bit fresh to play with.
The props Jiang Qinfeng wanted to pull out should be better than what he got in reality. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but as soon as I applied the cool ointment, I immediately felt much better.
Delightful!
"It would be better if I could draw a fire charm. I feel so panicked when I have no self-defense!"
He lamented, no wonder when the servant killed him, he couldn't use the card no matter how he called, and all he drew were treatment and support. It was so uncomfortable.
"You want a fire charm?"
Gongsun Ying suddenly appeared behind him. His eyes glanced at the blood-activating medicine in Jiang Qinfeng's hand, thinking that it was sent by Jiang Mansion people to please and atone for his sins.
Thinking that his enrollment plan was almost ruined by a small servant in Jiang Mansion, Gongsun Ying became even more displeased with the blood-activating medicine.
Seeing that the deadline is getting closer and closer, he has traveled all over the world and has not found even a boy with two spiritual roots, let alone the geniuses competing for the place of entry-level disciples!
I thought that Jiang Yinghao was a great man of his generation, and his son should have at least three spiritual roots no matter what. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a waste without spiritual roots. He couldn't even practice ordinary martial arts, let alone cultivation.
Yesterday, he and his disciples planned to conduct a final search in nearby villages when they suddenly felt a wave of extremely pure spiritual energy, as weak as a gossamer, but extremely pure.
Although there was a little accident, luckily I brought it back...
Thinking of this, Gongsun Ying's face became softer and he looked at this magical young man with concern.
Jiang Qinfeng was frightened, and he glanced at Gongsun Ying's expression, thinking that he had something to say about the blood-activating medicine in his hand. He secretly regretted that as a time traveler with a system, how could he be so careless.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Gongsun Ying smiled slightly: "If you like that kind of gadget, I'll give it to you."
"Ah?" Jiang Qinfeng raised his head, dazzling ten fire talismans like ten Mao Zedong talismans in his eyes.
Damn it, no way, ten.
This thing can kill a lot of people with just one shot, right? Is it really a good idea to give him a teenage kid?
He immediately accepted it obediently.
"Thank you Gongsun——"
How to call this?
What's going on? I didn't even take out a single item, but the man in front of me gave him ten in one go.
Jiang Qinfeng opened his mouth. He was so addicted to playing games that he almost called out "Dad" without any emotion.
"Just call me Uncle Gongsun, kid." After that, he motioned Jiang Qinfeng to look at the table.
"You eat first, and I will tell you how to use it after a while."
On the mahogany tray, the pale white rice porridge in the small celadon bowl is still exuding warm heat. Next to it is a plate of cold diced chicken and stir-fried vegetables, which looks very appetizing.
The chopsticks are also made of gold-carved mahogany, with the chopsticks' heads carved into hollow dominators and tortoise-faced fangs, which are both gorgeous and powerful.
"The porridge you want is made from their best rice. There are few grains of rice, so you can drink it in one bite."
Gongsun Ying saw that he was still stunned, and then said: "The best specialty in Linjiang City is Yuxiang rice. The rice is pure in quality and has a fragrant smell. Even though I have been fasting for many years, every time I come here to recruit students, I will eat a few.
A bowl of glutinous rice porridge."
So it turns out that such a powerful boss is here to deliver food to me?
Jiang Qinfeng was shocked, picked up the spoons and chopsticks, and started working.
This rice is indeed crystal clear in color and more palatable than any rice Jiang Qinfeng has ever tasted.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was the faint sound of Jiang Qinfeng eating.
He developed very good eating habits in modern times. He never smacks his lips or drops his rice. He moves quickly and neatly. He eats as soon as he picks it up and picks it up when he's finished. In modern times, his mother always told him not to eat too fast, which is bad for his stomach.
Gongsun Ying looked at his eating appearance and nodded slightly: "It's a good etiquette. Are you not a beggar before you come to Jiangcheng? Monsters are raging in the world, and many people have been displaced. It's pitiful."
After hearing the boss's explanation, Jiang Qinfeng realized that he had lost his character again. Fortunately, the other party came back to him.
"Thank you, uncle, for saving me. My name is Jiang Qinfeng. Jiang looks very diligent, like Gust Feng. You can call me Qinfeng."
"No need, the seniority will be messed up by then."
Is he going to accept him as his disciple? Jiang Qinfeng was a little excited.
"Have you eaten? Change into the clothes in the cabinet and follow me to the hall. They are waiting to test your spiritual roots."
Seeing that he was about to take away the rice, Jiang Qinfeng quickly took two more bites and said, "No, I'll eat some more."
A little boy in his teens, holding his rice bowl pitifully, with round and big black eyes like a puppy, looked really distressing.
Gongsun Ying had never dealt with such a child before, so he found it a bit funny. His usually impatient temper finally softened, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "You eat, don't be in a hurry."
"Are you really not in a hurry?"
"There's no rush, we've been waiting for so long anyway, it's not too late."
Jiang Qinfeng had the rice in his mouth and thought: The boss' words are quite exaggerated.
The new clothes fit him perfectly, as if they were tailor-made for him. The moon-white inner shirt and light white gauze outer cover are full of fairy spirit, just like dry ice that has nowhere to put it.
When Jiang Qinfeng was in a coma, he vaguely heard that people around him were calling these white-clothed disciples of the Tianshi Sect. He thought that this Tianshi Sect must be a sect of cultivation and had thick legs, so he had to hold them tightly.
Except for the thin face with protruding cheekbones, which makes me feel distressed when I see him, his skin color is a little tanned by the summer sun, and the little beggar suddenly transforms into a young master.
At this time, Jiang Qinfeng was still unaware of the following spiritual root test, which was extremely important to all players. After all, as the European Emperor who had drawn an SSR mutated single spiritual root in one shot, it was impossible for him to experience being authenticated and be thrown away immediately.
Tragic experience.
If God allowed him to experience the following plot again, he would still say:
Chapter completed!