The afternoon sun shines through the bamboo window and shines like golden sand on a tall young man with slightly dark skin lying on a bamboo chair.
His name is Xu Renli. He has a resolute face and deep eyes. He is thirty-one years old this year.
A year ago, Xu Renli was attacked by a Wuzong-level evil demon, a barbarian warrior general and a sea fish king. He was seriously injured and lost three major realms in a row, from a high-level Wuzong to a high-level warrior.
So, he became disheartened and stayed away from the front line, returned to his hometown of Qingfeng Town, and settled in a place called Cangmang Mountain.
Xu Renli built a bamboo house by his own hands next to a half-acre lotus pond, accompanied by a bamboo forest. This is his current life.
In your free time, you can fish by the pond, sit there all afternoon, and take a walk in the bamboo forest after dinner, so you can be leisurely and at ease.
Creak.
He got up from the bamboo and rattan chair and walked slowly outside the house. The bamboo forest was swaying, and a cool breeze blew in, bringing some coolness.
On the human side, there is at least a 70% chance that there is a traitor hidden!
To be precise, some of the Wuzong bosses in Linjiang City may have defected to the enemy and deliberately leaked his whereabouts.
Otherwise, why would the three hostile parties, the evil demons, the barbarians and the sea tribe, unite?
A hundred years ago, a series of earth-shattering changes occurred on Blue Star. The earth's crust shook, cities fell, and technological civilization was destroyed.
Of the tens of billions of people in the world, only one billion are left, huddled in a few super-giant human bases, known in history as the "Great Dark Age."
Outside the human base, it becomes a wilderness area occupied by aliens.
Humanity may be in danger of annihilation!
Perhaps, God is favoring mankind, some ancient martial arts civilizations have been discovered, and some geniuses have risen up and become martial arts practitioners to resist alien invasions.
For example, Xu Renli was promoted to a martial artist at the age of thirteen, a martial arts master at the age of seventeen, a great martial arts master at the age of twenty-three, and until he was thirty-one... he was finally promoted to a senior martial arts master!
Today, there are only one billion people left in the human race, and the Wu Zong only has a few thousand people in total, and they can be called the true human elite.
However, all this splendor and glory has become a thing of the past.
There was a dull pain in the deepest part of his right leg. Although the superficial injury was cured, it was his right leg that was tempered first when he was promoted to Wuzong. After being pierced by the Wuzong-level Fish King of the Sea Clan, the depth of the bone was tempered.
The refined bone marrow essence is completely destroyed!
In other words, Xu Renli will probably end up below Wuzong in his life and will never be able to turn around again.
He found a commonly used bamboo pole and came to the lotus pond.
, put the bait on, flicked it to the water surface, then found a place to sit down, squinted his eyes and took a nap.
In the bamboo forest, the persistent cries of cicadas could be heard, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking, and annoying.
He moved his left foot, and a stone exploded suddenly, turning into eight pieces and flying in different directions. With a bang, the cicada sound disappeared.
Now, the world is clean.
In Xu Renli's mind, there was a light curtain covered with snowflakes, with various stripes flashing violently, much like a black and white TV set from the last century.
Above, a line of font is blurred.
"The Grandmaster system is loading, 99.9%... please wait."
Xu Renli has been waiting eagerly for a year, and the progress bar is still stuck at 99.9%, which is really frustrating.
He still clearly remembered that he got this golden finger on the first day he settled in Cangmang Mountain. He was overjoyed at that time, thinking that he could use the system to cure old diseases, restore energy and blood, and return to the position of Wuzong.
Facts have proved that he was overthinking.
If there is a gender in this broken system, it might be a female bully who teased him to no end and then left him here.
How abominable!
At the foot of Cangmang Mountain, there is a Yangchang Mountain Road that leads directly to the top of the mountain.
At this time, a girl with bright eyes appeared. She was carrying a bulging bag, wiped her sweat, and looked curiously towards the top of the mountain.
"Does Uncle Renli really live here? It's unlikely. Cangmang Mountain is an undeveloped area in the town, and few people come there. It's too inconvenient."
The girl was wearing a short sports shirt. She was sixteen or seventeen years old. She was full of youthful vitality. Her ponytail was raised up and down like a stubborn little pony.
On the top of the mountain, Xu Renli, who was leisurely and leisurely, suddenly jumped three meters high and almost dropped the bamboo pole in his hand.
Because, the system suddenly loaded to 100%!
"The Grandmaster system has been loaded and is being bound...binding completed!"
"The host can recruit disciples, and there is only one recruitment quota per month."
"This system will tailor a 'sub-system' for each other based on their physical qualities to help them practice!"
"Warm reminder, this system is the main system, and the host can get feedback from the sub-systems. I hope the host will cherish every opportunity and choose carefully!"
Xu Renli understood each of the four sentences in a row, but when they were connected together, he was a little confused.
What do main system and subsystem mean? Are they related to each other?
Can you recruit disciples or even send the system to them?
What is feedback?
Xu Renli pondered for a moment and did not rush to make a decision. He had long passed the age of impulsiveness and now wanted stability in everything.
Half an hour later.
The girl stood outside the bamboo house, panting slightly. She looked through the fence at the tall figure by the lotus pond near the bamboo house, feeling a little nervous.
Is that the famous Uncle Seo In-rye whom my grandfather always talked about?
It doesn't quite look like it.
From the appearance, this uncle was burly, like an iron tower, and did not look like he was seriously injured at all, so she asked tentatively.
"Uncle Renli, is that you? I am Mu Yueqi, and Mu Ying is my grandfather!"
"Yueqi?"
Xu Renli was a little surprised.
"Isn't this little girl a senior in high school? She hasn't had her summer vacation yet. How come she's here so quickly?"
In terms of seniority, Mu Ying is Xu Renli's cousin. They grew up together and have a good relationship.
Unlike Xu Renli who practiced martial arts, Mu Ying did not like fighting and was engaged in cell research. He worked as a professor at a scientific research institute in Longxiang City, the main city of Longxiang Base. He died a month ago.
Before leaving, Mu Ying took Xu Renli's hand and solemnly asked him to do something.
That is granddaughter Mu Yueqi.
This little girl, despite her charming appearance, but according to Xu Renli's understanding, she is the top tycoon in Linjiang No. 19 Middle School. She organizes all the girls in the school to join the women's club she founded, and they meet to practice martial arts together after school every day.
The entire playground was full of teenage girls, with murderous looks on their faces, and they even alerted the Linjiang City Security Bureau, thinking that a campus queen was rising.
As long as there is a girl being bullied in the school, this eldest sister's words will be more effective than the principal's reprimand.
"Come in."
"Okay."
A minute later, inside the bamboo house's reception room.
Xu Renli sat firmly on the bamboo chair, looked at the pretty Mu Yueqi in front of him, and said with a smile.
"Are you tired? Have you had lunch?"
"have eaten."
Mu Yueqi took off her bulging backpack and placed it on the table. Her pretty body lay comfortably on the bamboo chair and she shouted carelessly.
"Uncle, your place is so remote that it almost exhausted me. My grades in the cultural class were all excellent, and the principal granted me a month's leave. I only need to go back next month to take assessments of the cultural class and the martial arts class, so it's better than the agreed time.