When he was a senior, Ye Ming rented a house by himself, because at that time, he was a bit cowardly in school, and his roommate was an extremely scoundrel and often bullied him. In desperation,
, the only option is to rent a house outside.
Although Ye Ming was no longer afraid of those roommates at this time, he had already rented a house outside, and he would have to use this house for many things in the future.
"Click"
After pushing the door open and turning on the dim lights, Ye Ming sat on the bed tiredly.
So far, he has still not gotten over the strangeness of his rebirth.
After thinking about the sky lantern for a moment, Ye Ming turned on the TV. What was playing at this time was the moment when the lottery numbers were drawn.
After thinking for a while, Ye Ming took out his mobile phone again and dialed Zhao Weilong's number.
"Ye Ming, do you miss me?" Zhao Weilong's voice was still so decadent, but he had a close friendship with Ye Ming, and his words were a bit joking.
"That's right."
Ye Ming smiled and said: "Weilong, I want to ask, do you have the lottery numbers from ten years ago?"
"Ten years ago?"
Zhao Weilong was obviously startled, and then said: "Why do you ask this?"
"It's useful." Ye Ming said simply.
"Then which one do you want? Two-color ball? Choose 5 from 26? Choose 7 from 36? Or..."
Ye Ming used to only know that this guy was known as the 'Lottery King', but now he realized that this guy really has two brushes. If he can say this, he must have a lottery ticket from ten years ago, and during the entire ten years, he made a lot of money.
I spent all my money on lottery tickets, and like myself, I still haven’t started a family.
"Which lottery makes the most money?" Ye Ming asked.
"Of course it's Shuangseqiu."
Speaking of lottery tickets, Zhao Weilong immediately became interested and said eloquently: "The maximum prize for Shuangseqiu is 10 million, but it is difficult to win, but if you buy the right bet, you will win. Shuangseqiu three times a week, respectively
It’s Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, and each bet is two yuan..."
Ye Ming shook his head with a bit of laughter and tears. He dared to think that this guy thought he also wanted to try his luck.
Although I do want to buy lottery tickets, I am not trying my luck.
"In this way, you first look for lottery tickets from ten years ago, that is, after the 2030092 issue. If you find it, call me and tell me, and I will take a good reference."
Finally, Ye Ming emphasized again: "It's from issue 2030092 onwards. If you can help me find it, I will thank you forever."
"Depend on……"
…
After hanging up the phone, Ye Ming lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling that was dilapidated and even soaked by rain, and fell into deep thought.
The reason why he wanted lottery tickets after the 2030092 issue was precisely because the one broadcast on TV at that time was the 2030092 issue. He had missed all the previous numbers, so it was useless to ask for them.
Now, Ye Ming can only pray that Zhao Weilong can keep the lottery tickets from ten years ago. He knows how passionate Zhao Weilong is about lottery tickets, but after all, ten years have passed, and Ye Ming is still worried.
Bored, Ye Ming picked up his phone and clicked randomly on it.
It has to be said that there are many softwares in this ultra-advanced solar-powered mobile phone that Ye Ming does not understand. Fortunately, the fonts are in Chinese. Otherwise, Ye Ming might not even be able to find the keyboard.
Suddenly, a screen frame popped up in front of me. This was a virtual game. The game looked like a private server. Looking at the screen, you could see that you had killed monsters and upgraded.
There was nothing to do now anyway, so Ye Ming clicked lightly and the screen immediately entered.
"Wow"
When the game screen popped up, Ye Ming suddenly found that his consciousness was brought into the game. In front of him were some grinning yellow dogs, civet cats and other low-level monsters.
"Virtual game?" Ye Ming was a little surprised.
In 2030, virtual games have already become popular. Many virtual helmets and virtual game warehouses have been released. Various games have also been developed with the continuous advancement of technology.
Ye Ming had never played this kind of virtual game before, and he couldn't help but become interested.
"Please select a race." - "Demon."
"Please choose a skill." - "Nine Dragons Magic Sutra."
Soon, Ye Ming established the character, but he didn't know that when he was immersed in the game, determining his race, practicing skills, and energy, his whole body was surrounded by a jet-black energy. This energy
The energy slowly penetrated into Ye Ming's body without anyone noticing it.
"Woof! Woof!"
As soon as Ye Ming set up his character, a big yellow dog rushed towards him. Ye Ming's figure flashed to the side, and he was surprised to find that he appeared ten meters away.
“Really good game.”
At this time, Ye Ming finally understood why so many people were flocking to artificial virtual games. No one could resist the temptation of games that were 100% virtual and gave people super powers like gods.
Gradually adjusting his strength, Ye Ming punched out and hit the big yellow dog directly. He heard a bang, and with just one punch, his head exploded and blood spurted out.
Ye Ming frowned slightly and wiped the blood on his hands. This game was too realistic. In other games, monsters would disappear directly when they died. Not only did this game not disappear, it even left traces on his hands.
There was blood. And the smell of blood that shouldn't be there made Ye Ming a little pungent.
"Is this a game?"
Ye Ming suddenly felt a little confused in his heart, but the next moment, he smiled bitterly, secretly thinking that he was frightened by the rebirth. If it weren't for the game, how could he be like this? He could easily kill a dog with one punch in a blink of an eye.
Strength?
Those big yellow dogs, civet cats and other low-level monsters did not make Ye Ming think too much. Seeing Ye Ming beating his own kind to death with one punch, they all roared and rushed towards Ye Ming.
Ye Ming's figure flashed, he stepped back a few meters, and then punched out like raindrops, one punch at a time. Those low-level monsters had no resistance at all. In less than a minute, Ye Ming killed more than a hundred of them.
Feeling the extremely strong and pungent smell of blood, Ye Ming frowned, summoned the picture frame, clicked 'Exit Game', and his consciousness immediately returned to his mind.
"The game is too realistic, and it doesn't seem to be a good thing." Ye Ming murmured to himself.
Suddenly, Ye Ming froze on the spot, staring blankly at his hands. The pungent smell of blood hit his face, and the scarlet color made Ye Ming dumbfounded.
"what happened?"
After a long while, Ye Ming frowned. The changes in his mood over the years made him calm when encountering problems. Although he was shocked, he was very calm.
"Is it because of the game?"
Ye Ming said to himself: "How is it possible? A game is a game after all. If even real people can enter the game, what is it called a game?"
Ye Ming knew that even ten years later, no matter how advanced the technology was, no matter how highly virtual it was, there had never been a game that could be entered with a real person's body.
He frowned slightly, the smell of blood was too pungent, and having his hands stained with blood was not a good thing after all. Ye Ming opened the door to the room and walked towards the bathroom.
"Bang!"
In one step, across a distance of three meters, Ye Ming's body hit the wall directly.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
Even with Ye Ming's state of mind, he couldn't calm down at this time.
If there were no wall to block him, he would probably cover nearly ten meters with this step.
One step, ten meters away, in a modern city where ghosts and gods are extremely unbelieving, what is the concept? A martial arts master? A strong man in cultivation?
Whether he is a martial arts master or a strong man in cultivation, Ye Ming just wants to know what is going on.
"It must be that game!"
Reborn, connected to the future by phone, and playing virtual games to improve his strength. At this moment, Ye Ming was still a little confused, even if his mood was calm.
After a long while, Ye Ming finally adjusted himself. Using his adjustment posture in the game, he contracted his whole body strength, took a small step, and immediately returned to normal.
"It's indeed that game!"
Ye Ming fully understood at this time that the reason why he had such strength was due to that game.
After thinking about it, Ye Ming was not worried or afraid. Instead, his face was full of excitement.
At this moment, I am afraid that even those national special forces can easily ravage me, right?
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