In the dark mine, the rhythmic knocking sounds come in different shades.
A long time passed.
"clang!!!"
With a powerful impact, the hot crystal fell to the ground like a newborn baby.
With quick hands and eyes, Makino patted the storage bag on his waist and pocketed the dragon fruit-like crystal.
The red light shone through the old bag cloth, reflecting a handsome face that was stained but had sharp edges.
"It took five days to dig out a piece of red flame stone."
Makino put away the mining pick in his hand and counted the time, "It should be almost midnight now. It's time to get off work."
Carrying the storage bag, Makino swerved in the mine, but he reached the entrance of the cave in just ten breaths.
At the entrance of the cave, a middle-aged man wearing a green shirt stood guard. When he saw Makino walking out, he couldn't help but frown and asked:
"Boy Mu, are you leaving now?"
"Yes, it is not a rule of our Jinshi Sect that I wait for the handyman monks to get off work at the following hour." Makino pointed to the sundial beside the middle-aged man, "Guanshi Xu, the scale is correct."
"That's right, that's right." Manager Xu reprimanded, "But everyone else is working hard to mine and earn spiritual stones, and you just leave like that?"
Makino scratched his head and thought for a while:
"Then...should I ask them to go together?"
Manager Xu: "..."
"You kid!" Manager Xu shook his head and said, "You only have a meager level of Qi training, but you don't even work hard to earn spiritual stones for cultivation. You always want to be lazy!"
"I'm really not lazy." Makino pointed at himself, with a grimace on his face, "Manager Xu, this mining requires the use of the golden blade technique, otherwise the mining pickaxe cannot dig. You are a great monk at the sixth level of Qi training.
I can go three days and three nights without resting my breath. But I only have one level. If I hold myself to death, I can only perform it for most of the day, and all the spiritual energy in my body will be exhausted."
"Not to mention the inefficiency of forced digging, it also wastes the overtime supplies given to us by the Jinshi Sect."
"I leave work on time. This is also for the sake of the sect's expenses."
Manager Xu was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Think about it carefully.
It seems, how reasonable is it?
Taking advantage of Manager Xu's confusion, Makino slipped out directly.
The remaining light of the setting sun fell down, drawing a tall shadow behind Makino.
"The air outside is still comfortable..."
Makino took a deep breath and saw the towering mountains in the distance, surrounded by low dense forests.
This is the Qinghe Mine under the Golden Stone Sect in the Immortal Realm of the Eastern Wastelands.
After taking a few deep breaths, Makino sighed and muttered in his heart:
"After breathing for a long time, it just feels like that. If I were on Earth, I would be drinking Coke, eating fried chicken, watching TV series and watching videos, right? No, Tears of the Kingdom will be released soon, and Bentie will also be in public beta.
I’ve traveled through time before I even played it…”
"What a shame."
"Forget it, before time travel, I was just an abandoned house with a car and a house. After time travel, I directly turned into a fairy version of the social beast 996 handyman disciple. I either mine or weed every day, who the hell can stand this?
"
When he thought of this, Mu Ye was speechless for a while.
Muttering, Makino walked to the river first and took a bath.
His spiritual energy was completely exhausted and he could not use the cleansing technique. This purely natural method of cleaning was more to his liking.
After washing, we returned to the Qinghe Mine Shed.
Many stone houses made of earth and stone have been built here, next to the mines, in a continuous area, similar to the employee dormitories on Earth, but they are war-damaged versions.
Everything else is pretty good, but... there are no entertainment activities.
Cultivation is really boring.
According to Makino's several months of observation, most of the handyman disciples have the most ordinary miscellaneous spiritual roots and have no qualifications for cultivating immortals at all.
For Jinshi Sect, handymen are like outsourced riders of Meituan. They are not formal disciples, have no sect benefits, and have about zero room for advancement.
Sometimes after a few months of hard work to earn so many spiritual stones, the only entertainment activity is to go to the Tianxiang Tower in the nearby market to get some exercise.
If you work hard, just work hard to mine, then save some spiritual stones, do some side jobs such as making talismans, refining alchemy, etc., and live on.
Those who are not afraid of death will form a team and look for opportunities to hunt monsters and beasts, collect resources, and try to get rich. This kind of death rate is the highest.
When Makino traveled through time, his predecessor was exhausted from working hard at mining.
Makino admires this kind of hardworking person.
Knowing clearly that his qualifications are so low, he still works so hard. If in another world, he might still be able to get ahead.
In this fairy world, most resources are controlled by personal force, and the lower level cannot stand up even if they have the power.
forget it.
Without golden fingers, how can I be comfortable and live my life honestly?
At this moment, Makino was lying on the cool stone bed, feeling bored.
If you want to practice, it is really difficult for me to improve my five-system miscellaneous spiritual talent even after practicing for several years.
The technique is the most common Yuan-Pei Gong.
The five-series miscellaneous spirit roots and the technique of Lan Dajie are purely buff-stacked.
There is really no one who can get stuck at the first level of Qi training.
If there was some proficiency cheat, Makino felt that he could still work hard to save it.
Unfortunately not.
After cultivating the Great Zhoutian, there is very little spiritual power that can be absorbed and refined. Cultivating is just like a blind man wandering around a kiln and messing around blindly.
Suddenly, Makino seemed to remember something.
"By the way, I wonder if that one has been loaded?"
Something moved in my heart.
A strange game interface appeared in Makino's sight.
The interface was dark, with only a few words displayed in the middle.
[The game park is loading, currently 99%...]
"I didn't expect that the person who traveled through time with me would have this crappy game..."
Looking at this interface, Makino had a strange face.
This is a strange game called Game of Life.
The night he traveled through time, he found an invitation email for a demo of this game in the trash category of his mailbox.
The so-called ‘open world’, ‘multiple gameplay’, ‘free exploration’, ‘super engine’, ‘real body feeling’…
Anyway, I have tried all the gimmicks on the market.
At a glance, Makino knew that this was either the kind of skin-changing game promoted by the marketing campaign, or it was a dungeon that claimed to be domestically produced, wrapped in chocolate and filled with aromatic flavor.
I wasn't interested at first, but the game posters in the email showed a few girls in costumes that I liked.
Then let’s criticize it by the way.
So, I clicked to agree to the invitation, and then traveled through time.
And this game interface has been loading since the time travel.
“If this isn’t cheat code, it’s just a game for me to play!”
Makino said.
At this time.
Only the numbers on the panel moved slightly.
"100%...loading completed..."
Several words were dimmed.
An ancient ink-like painting slowly appeared. In the picture, a man in black, dressed in black attire and a bamboo hat, holding a long knife, stood on the highest point of the city tower, looking down at the continuous stretch of various buildings below.
"Cutscene?" Makino Ichiraku.
Made to look presentable.
Suddenly, there was a loud boom in the sky, and the knight in black jumped down from the top, swooping down like a swallow in the wind and rain. The fleeting black shadow was followed by double images in the surrounding pictures, passing by.
The vendors and pawns in the street, the eaves tiles in the lane.
Finally, it was like a fish leaping out, and the city below turned into a sand table map.
Until the thunder fell, the dark clouds gathered into a big black hand, covering the entire ancient city.
In mid-air, the man in black drew his long knife and slashed it down.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the picture also shattered in an instant. Everything began to come together. Finally, the two huge ancient bronze doors suddenly closed. It was like closing a world, and the picture disappeared.
And on the ancient bronze door, there are four big characters engraved on it:
"Game Paradise."
Makino happily watched it and felt it was okay.
This cutscene looks like a martial arts fantasy game.
"User binding..."
"The binding is successful. According to the user's situation, only the trial game [Sword and Demon Sealing] is currently available. Please pass the game tutorial level [The Widow of Taiping City] to unlock more functions in the subsequent game park."