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Chapter 888 Come to Yitian again, two years have passed

Jiang Siming had no idea how much effect his actions had in the country and how many fans he had attracted.

After they finished eating, he, Wei Shen and the others hurried back to the hotel to rest. On the pretext that they were very sleepy and wanted to sleep well, they closed the door.

Actually, I just want to use the fragments I got today as much as possible.

After entering the room, Jiang Siming did not enter the dungeon immediately, but took out the [Black Technology Series Mineral Detector].

This thing is the same as Jiang Siming's [Game Program Tamper], it's just a small chip.

This thing can be detected once a day, Jiang Siming immediately tried to select the detection!

With the beeping sound of the chip, the result came out, and it showed: [Searching to no avail]

Jiang Siming randomly understood that this was a failure. It seemed that the chance was not easy to find. He had to try every day.

But Jiang Siming was afraid that he would forget it after a few days, so he had to set it to automatic detection.

In this way, the chip will detect regularly every day until the results come out.

But there is one thing, when there are results, I will be shocked...emmm...

Since I have the Ten Thousand Dragon Armor and the strength of the Golden Core stage, I should be fine.

No matter what, just throw it into the Qiankun Ring.

Then Jiang Siming took out the fragment of [Basic Alchemy]. As soon as he chose to use it, a large amount of information poured into Jiang Siming's mind, all about alchemy.

Jiang Siming mastered the basic alchemy technique in an instant. He really wanted to try it, but this alchemy requires an alchemy furnace and various medicinal materials.

There is no such thing in Paris. Even if there is an alchemy furnace, there are no various Chinese herbal medicines.

So I had no choice but to wait until I returned home to do it.

The last [Sign Language Proficiency] Jiang Siming also learned it, and specially found a news broadcast, turned off the sound and only watched the sign language teacher in it making strokes.

He found that he could completely understand the content of the sign language teacher's strokes, which made Jiang Siming very novel. This was a new language.

Too many skills don't overwhelm the body.

After basically trying all the fragments, there were only two golden fragments of the industry that did not need to be taken care of. Jiang Siming lay on the bed, closed his eyes and entered the copy of Yitian.

Another few months have passed in Yitian, and it is already the severe winter, and it is the time when heavy snow falls on Mount Emei.

Remembering that it was winter when he first entered Yitian, Jiang Siming did the math, but he didn't expect that two years had passed in Yitian.

In reality, less than three months have passed.

The world of Yitian Dungeon itself has only been around for two or three years, and it’s coming to an end.

It is dusk, the setting sun is shining on Mount Emei, and the scenery covered with silver light is extremely beautiful.

Jiang Siming felt that Mount Emei in Yitian must be a hundred times more beautiful than Mount Emei in reality.

After all, without industrial pollution, random construction and the disturbance of tourists, Mount Emei is simply a paradise.

These two years in Yitian, even without the accelerator, are almost over.

Jiang Siming was lucky to have a dungeon archiver, otherwise he would really be reluctant to let it go if it was really gone after the end.

Jiang Siming was standing outside the courtyard that belonged to him. Apart from him, only Zhiruo and the others lived here.

It was dinner time at this time, and the room was emitting the aroma of hot pot and the chatter of several women.

"I think the owner must be a god, otherwise why would he have so many things that I have never eaten before? This hot pot... wow, it's so delicious!" This was Zhao Min's voice.

"I think your inference makes sense. I didn't expect that I could still be with the gods without regrets~ Hehe~" This was Yang Bugui's voice.

"Well... it's so spicy, so spicy. I think you are all wrong. The young master is the young master. He is so good to us. We must serve him well and serve him for the rest of our lives." Xiao Zhao's voice.

"I don't know when Jiang Lang will come back. I miss him so much." Ding Minjun's voice sounded.

"I think Brother Jiang must have gone into seclusion to practice. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful? I heard that he could kill tens of thousands of Japanese pirates with one move. It's so annoying! Sister Xiao Zhao, can you tell me about that time?

What's going on? I really want to hear it again." This was actually Ah Zhu's voice.

"Ah Zhu, hurry up and finish your meal and send something to your mother-in-law, otherwise your mother-in-law will definitely scold you soon (laughing)" Zhao Min teased with a smile.

Ah Zhu said with a depressed look: "I don't know what happened. As soon as I came to Mount Emei, my mother-in-law seemed to have changed. Not only was she in a better mood, she also always asked me if the leader of the alliance was back, and asked me to buy some young women for her.

She likes to wear clothes, but she never wears them."

"How did we know? Maybe your mother-in-law saw so many young girls in Mount Emei and wanted to go back to her youth. It's okay, it's human nature."

This explanation was agreed by several women.

"Then...then I'm afraid my mother-in-law will take me away if she stays here for a long time..." Ah Zhu said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Ah Zhu, you are now one of the wives of the leader of the martial arts league. No matter how powerful your mother-in-law is, she would not dare to force you, the leader's wife, to do something you don't like."

"That's right, that's great, I want to stay in Mount Emei for the rest of my life~"

...

When the girls were chatting happily, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open. When the girls looked back, they saw Jiang Siming walking in from the door.

The girls were so surprised that they didn't even bother to eat the delicious hot pot. They quickly got up and gathered around Jiang Siming, and then bowed Yingying.

"My husband is back~ I am polite~"

Jiang Siming didn't expect this welcome 'ceremony', but it was very useful. After all, this kind of 'ceremony' would not happen in reality.

I was lucky enough to experience a wave of ‘emperor’ treatment, it was great~

Although he is not the emperor, Jiang Siming's current status in Yitian can be said to be inferior to that of the emperor.

The leader of the martial arts alliance, the leader of the Ming Cult, the martial arts knight who leads the entire Central Plains, I dare to ask who else has this status.

"Everyone, please get up. I haven't eaten anything yet. Let's go together." Jiang Siming smiled casually, walked over and sat down.

The girls immediately gathered around Jiang Siming happily, passing bowls, chopsticks and pouring wine. Zhao Min even stopped eating and walked up behind Jiang Siming and pinched his shoulders.

Jiang Siming wanted to ask, are there any men in the world who can enjoy this kind of treatment? Are you envious, old men?

"Do you all eat hot pot? Does it taste good?" Jiang Siming asked with a smile.

"Back to you, sir, we are eating hot pot, steak, seafood and all kinds of delicious ingredients you brought every day. We are almost getting fat~" Xiao Zhao replied with a smile.

Jiang Siming laughed, took a sip of warm wine, and said with a smile: "As long as you like it, I brought a lot this time, so just eat it."

After hearing this, the girls all looked at each other and smiled, very happy.

The whole family sat together and ate hot pot. Seeing that Ah Zhu had finished eating, Jiang Siming said: "A Zhu, please send some to your mother-in-law. By the way, tell her that I will check on her 'condition' later."

"Yes~" Ah Zhu did not doubt that he was there, so he did it obediently.

Now Ah Zhu's face has long since returned to its original state, and her beauty, now that she no longer practices Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisonous Hands, is no less beautiful than Zhao Min and the others. (To be continued)


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