University dog ​​Yang Ming died from an object thrown from a high altitude.

"Why does this spittoon look so familiar..."

"Nima, wasn't this the thing that killed me?!"

Yang Ming grabbed the spittoon in front of him and was about to throw it away, when he suddenly froze.

"Am I not dead...could it be...a dream?"

Before he could be happy, a burning pain came from his body.

"Hiss...it hurts!"

"I'm just saying this kid is pretending to be dead?!"

"You brat, how dare you pretend to be dead to scare me!"

Two faces, one fat and one thin, looked down, and Yang Ming's mind went blank.

"What's your... name?"

"You still pretend to be stupid?!" The fat man was angry and kicked Yang Ming in the waist, causing Yang Ming to gasp in pain.

"Hold**!"

He didn't even know anyone, so he was beaten for no reason. Yang Ming cursed loudly. As soon as he finished cursing, his brain went bang, a large amount of information poured in, and his computer shut down...

"If you still play this trick, I will let you pretend!"

The fat man cursed and kicked a few more times without stopping, but Yang Ming was as unresponsive as a corpse.

The thin man grabbed the fat man and looked a little panicked: "Senior Brother Zhao, is he really going to die this time? I'm all rolling my eyes..."

The fat man also felt guilty, "Go and check his pulse. This cannot be faked. If he dares to pretend to be dead, I must let him know how to write the word "death"!"

The thin man didn't dare to disobey, so he leaned down and probed Yang Ming's wrist. His expression became more and more panicked: "No pulse!"

"ah?!"

The fat man's legs were a little weak. Seeing that the thin man was about to run away, he grabbed him and said, "Chang Yu, Yang Ming fell to death by himself, right?"

The thin man was already lost in his thoughts and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"But, the injuries on his body..."

The fat man sighed, as if to embolden himself: "Don't forget that my uncle is the deputy warden of the Miscellaneous Services Department. If he said he fell to death, no one would question it! No, I have to find him quickly!"

As soon as the two left, Yang Ming sat up suddenly and gasped for air.

"I almost...suffocated me to death..."

The large amount of memories in his mind made him understand that he had traveled to an era of cultivation, and the original owner of this body was also named Yang Ming, was also seventeen years old, and even had the same birthday.

"Could it be said that parallel worlds really exist? Is this me in another world?"

Thinking that his life in the original world was ended by a spittoon, Yang Ming felt useless.

I'm still a virgin!

But the Yang Ming of this world made him even more angry - just now, this body was already dead in a sense. It was kicked in the center by the fat man from before and died suddenly.

In his previous life, he could blame himself for his bad luck, but in this life, Yang Ming was a complete coward and never resisted until his death.

"Extremely cowardly!"

Yang Ming spit, as if he wanted to spit out all the cowardice in his body. After a long time, he stood up: "Since I have been reborn, in this life, I must live vigorously and live like a human being!"

After making his bold statement, Yang Ming dragged his scarred body and walked back to his residence according to the memory picture. If he didn't go back to apply for medicine, he might really die young. However, before leaving, he took the spittoon again

pick up.

He didn't know why he took the spittoon away, maybe it was just because it was the only evidence of having survived in another world.

A small wooden house of seven or eight square meters, a wooden bed, a table, and a chair. This is all the furniture Yang Ming has in this world.

Putting the spittoon on the ground, Yang Ming opened the drawer, which contained seven or eight kinds of medicine specially designed to treat bruises.

"There's a lot of medicine, I think I'll get beaten a lot!"

Looking at these medicines, Yang Ming was really sad for his misfortune and angry at him. If he had the intention to get so many medicines for bruises, why didn't he practice more and knock down those who bullied him?

However, as memories came back to him, he realized that he had wrongly blamed Yang Ming in this world.

Compared to the Yang Ming who only knew how to eat, drink, and play games online in college, the Yang Ming of this world can be rated as one of the top ten young people.

The Yang Ming of this world, since he entered the Qinghe Sect ten years ago, wakes up earlier than a chicken and goes to bed later than a dog every day. He practices Kung Fu whenever he has time. However, because he has no background and no one to guide him, he never gets the point, so until the time before

After a few days, I successfully entered the Dantian realm.

The Dantian realm is equivalent to the preschool state in the world of cultivation, which is better than ordinary people. Only when you cross the Dantian realm can you truly enter the door of cultivation.

This qualification is also speechless!

With a mistake, the medicine bottle fell out of his hand, and with a "clang" sound, it just fell into the spittoon.

"Cough cough cough!"

Yang Ming seemed to be electrocuted!

This voice? I can’t believe it is too familiar. Isn’t this the QQ message notification sound? But why is it the female version?

However, in this era without mobile phones or computers, where did QQ come from?

Yang Ming felt that he was hallucinating.

He reached out to touch the medicine bottle in the spittoon. He had seen this spittoon before, and it was as clean as if no one had ever used it.

When he touched it and took it, there was a suction force in the spittoon, which made him resist taking out the medicine bottle.

"Let's have a shot!"

"Oh my God!" Yang Ming was so frightened that he ran to bed and stared at the spittoon that was still rolling on the ground with fear.

"It fell to death, baby!"

A female baby voice came out, which reminded Yang Ming of a certain map navigation voice, but now the sound was not from a mobile phone, but from a spittoon, which made him feel indescribably creepy...

I've traveled through time myself, so it's normal for monsters to appear.

He boldly asked: "Where...where is the monster?"

"I'm not a monster, please call me baby!"

Yang Ming naturally didn't believe it. He even thought it was a monster teasing him. However, out of curiosity, he asked again: "What are you going to do?"

"Oh, I asked you if you want one?"

"Come on...one shot?"

I have to admit that the voice is quite nice and makes people think about it, but thinking that the other person is a spittoon, Yang Ming corrects his thoughts and asks: "What do you mean?"

"Strengthen it! Do you want to strengthen your stuff?"

Fortified? Poisoned milk powder?

Could this thing be a strengthening furnace?

A spittoon-shaped fortified furnace?

It seems to make sense!

"What's the use of strengthening?"

"Strengthening naturally means becoming stronger!"

"..."

"Do I need to consume anything?"

"Your spiritual power."

Yang Ming felt it carefully. There seemed to be a small whirlpool of spiritual energy in the Dantian, pulling the spiritual energy all over the body to gather there. The vortex moved from the outside to the inside, and its texture gradually strengthened, constantly completing the transformation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into its own spiritual power.

Because his realm was too low and he didn't have good skills, he couldn't control his spiritual power very well. Most of the time, his spiritual power was wandering around in his Dantian, and part of it even dissipated into spiritual energy again.

However, it is no problem for him to use his spiritual power to do simple things.

"By the way, was the package successful?"

"No!"

"Then isn't this gambling?"

"That's right! Give it a try and the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle!"

"..."

"How much spiritual power can be strengthened once?"

"It depends on the quality of the thing you want to strengthen. You will know if you try it!"

"..."

Yang Ming thought that there was nothing to do anyway, and the extra spiritual power was of no use. Just give it a try, and you won’t lose anything!
Chapter completed!