Su Mu was walking home carrying a bag of ribs. Most people in the community knew him and greeted him with a smile.
"Su Mu is out of school."
"Xiaomu came back early today, is he going to take the exam soon? Are you sure? You have to work hard!"
Whenever this happens, Su Mu will respond politely.
A grandma who was playing with her grandson in the community said to him from a distance: "Xiaomu, I just came out of your house. Xiaoyezi looks very good today."
"Thank you, Grandma Chen. Please forgive me."
"No matter how polite you are, we are all neighbors. Besides, little Ye Zi is so cute and we all like her. If we weren't afraid of affecting her rest, we would still like to play at your house for a while."
Su Mu chatted with Granny Chen for a few words, then said goodbye and left. Vaguely, he heard the discussions of several grandparents behind him:
"It's not easy for this kid either."
"Yes, my parents died at a young age, and I also have a seriously ill sister..."
"All these blows did not crush him. Instead, he supported the family. Compared with him, my grandson is incapable of doing anything, eats nothing, and talks back to me every day to make me angry. The more I think about it, the more he gets angry.
Anger, when the little bastard comes back, I must give him a lesson!"
"It's time to teach a lesson. If a child is disobedient, he must be beaten less. Just beat him to death." The old men and women around him immediately started making noises. This suggestion was to use yellow wattle sticks to whip them, saying that 'good people come out of yellow wattle sticks';
It is recommended to beat him with a stick, because "from the stick comes a filial son".
One by one, they were eager to watch the fun, since the people being beaten were not their grandchildren.
Su Mu silently mourned for the poor grandson for three seconds in his heart.
Suddenly, a palm-sized paper crane fell from the sky and hovered in front of Su Mu's eyes.
The paper crane is yellow, with a running dog logo painted on one wing, and the words "Meituan Takeaway" written on the other wing. Under the paper crane, there is also a bag of takeout.
, looks like spicy rabbit head, exuding an alluring aroma.
The paper crane flaps its wings as if alive.
A rich man's voice came from the paper crane: "Brother, do you know where Unit 3 of Building 7 is?"
Facing a flying and talking paper crane, Su Mu was not surprised at all. He pointed sideways: "That's Building Nine over there. Go over there and turn right. You'll see Building Seven directly facing you. Unit Three is at the end of it.
right."
"Thanks, buddy."
Zhihe thanked him, flapped his wings and took off into the air, flying in the direction Su Mu said.
Looking at the paper crane flying away, Su Mu remembered the scene when he first saw this thing as a child.
At that time, I was not as calm as I am now, and I was almost scared to death. It was not until later that I found out that this was Meituan’s food delivery paper crane. The person who spoke was not the paper crane itself, but the senior person who controlled it behind the scenes.
Delivery boy'.
Yes, this world is not the earth, but a parallel universe.
A world where cultivation and magic are highly developed!
In this world, the knowledge of cultivation and magic is highly integrated with technology and life. Cultivation and magic techniques are used in all walks of life. Eastern cultivators and Western extraordinary people are all high-end talents, regardless of social status or
The economic income makes ordinary people extremely envious.
Su Mu is not a native of this world, he traveled through it three years ago.
Sumu on Earth is a mobile game planner in his thirties. His best thing is to engage in krypton gold activities to defraud money, making players yell that "a dog planner is not a human being" while obediently recharging money and yelling "It's so delicious."
But soon players will find that before the wives and equipment obtained through krypton gold are enough, they have been secretly weakened by the dog plan, and they have to continue to draw new wives with krypton gold...
When he first came to this world and saw that his parents were dead and he still had a younger sister, Su Mu once thought that he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life.
After all, the setting of the death of both parents is a commonly used routine in Internet novels, a perfect template for the protagonist.
What's more, she also has a sweet and adorable sister.
At that time, Xiao Yezi was only twelve or thirteen years old. She looked like a porcelain doll and was very cute.
Isn’t this the right way to develop a German orthopedic surgeon!
It’s exciting just thinking about it!
So I just crossed over to Sumu, and I was crazy about finding the golden finger, and then I became famous all the way, making Jack Ma, Xiao Ma Ge and other big guys kneel down and call me daddy!
However, various methods have been tried, and no matter whether it is the system, the old man, or super powers, nothing has appeared. Even the cultivation talent is not better than others. Instead, because of a series of strange actions, he is regarded as a victim.
I was overstimulated and had mental problems, so I participated in research work in the hospital for a period of time.
It's mainly the kind of people who are being studied and have no income but still have to pay for it.
Three years later, Su Mu has completely integrated into this world.
Except for cultivation and magic, everything else here is not much different from the earth - not only the general world structure is the same, but also the various aspects of life are very similar: there are also Meituan, Ele.me, Taobao, JD.com, Huawei, and Xiaomi here.
Wait until mobile phones also exist.
During these three years, Su Mu also established a deep relationship with his sister.
If when he first came here, his sister was just the 'most familiar stranger' to him. Now, her sister is not only his closest relative, but also the reason and spiritual sustenance for his hard work in this world.
Withdrawing his gaze, Su Mu turned around and walked into the unit building.
The slightly dark corridor is filled with various advertisements.
There are not only psoriasis such as lock-picking, sewer clearing and small loans, but also large poster advertisements.
There are two of them just opposite the entrance of the corridor, and they are newly posted.
On the poster on the left, there is an old artist who is responsible for the history of ancient and modern times.
Sensing that someone was coming, the old artist in the poster hurriedly gave a thumbs up, smiled with wrinkles on his face, and shouted: "Lan Xiang has mastered the equipment, a well-established and famous school, reliable quality, teaching, skills and distribution are guaranteed! Brother
, come to Lanxiang, everyone here is talented and speaks nicely, I guarantee you will like it very much, please remember the enrollment phone number..."
On the right is a poster of a competitor. On it is a group of chefs. Seeing that they have been overtaken by the old artist, they are not willing to lag behind. They all sing at the top of their voices. It is still a bel canto chorus: "Learn Ding Shi, New Oriental, it is a good place, Eight Hundred
Each stove is made of stainless steel, two hundred masters are skilled, the job is stable and the income is high, and lifelong employment is guaranteed, guaranteed!”
Su Mu watched the performance of the two advertising posters with great interest.
In the past, the advertisements in the corridors were all static and ordinary advertisements. Because it was the graduation season soon, these training institutions spent a lot of money to get the latest video posters.
This kind of poster using runes and spells can not only move and speak, but also has certain intelligence. When you meet someone you are interested in, you can not only give a detailed introduction to the person you are interested in, but you can also leave the person's contact information and upload it through the Internet.
To the admissions teachers of training institutions.
If he fails the exam at Xiuzhen University in half a month, Su Mu might really go to one of these training schools.
Although the tuition is a bit expensive, at least you are learning skills related to cultivation. Even if you can't become a cultivator, you can still find a good job and make money while studying. It is more suitable for him than an ordinary university.
He needs money.
Whether it's living or treating my sister's illness, money is inseparable.
Su Mu withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and patted his head, as if he was scolding himself, but also as if he was encouraging himself: "What are you thinking about? I will definitely be admitted to the Cultivation University, become a cultivator, and save enough money for my sister.
Let her get better through surgery."
He stopped looking at the poster and strode upstairs.
Behind him, the ‘people’ on the two posters are still enthusiastically trying to persuade them to stay:
"Brother, please leave your contact information."
"Don't leave, let's talk some more, some more..."
Their enthusiasm did not elicit a response from Su Mu. Instead, they provoked an angry rebuke from the residents on the first floor: "Shut up, okay? I'm making noise to your mother! I'll call the property management to complain. These two crappy advertisements are made every day."
When I see someone, I scream as if I’ve been given a shot of chicken blood, and I don’t stop until midnight, which is really disturbing the people!”
Su Mu quickly went up to the fourth floor, took out the key and opened the door.
This house was an inheritance left by his cheap parents, along with some 100,000 yuan.
At the beginning of last year, my sister was diagnosed with leukemia, which cost her a fortune. If Su Mu couldn't get into Xiuzhen University, he probably wouldn't be able to keep this house.
When Su Mu came in, her sister Su Ye was curled up on the sofa like a little kitten, watching TV. When she saw him coming back, she hurriedly got up and asked in surprise: "Brother, why did you come back so early today?"
Su Ye, who is almost sixteen years old, looks very beautiful, but her skin is pale and bloodless. She also wears a hat on her head to cover her head that has lost all her hair due to chemotherapy.
Seeing his sister, Su Mu showed a gentle smile and explained, "Have you forgotten? Tomorrow is Sunday, so there is no need to attend evening self-study today."
As he spoke, he glanced at the TV, which was showing the hourly news bulletin.
"The F1 Formula 1 Championship in Magic City ended yesterday. my country's Great Wall Flying Swords team defeated many strong opponents such as McLaren's Broomstick Team, Force India's Carpet Team, and Ferrari's Flying Shoe Team to win the championship..."
"Huawei releases a new flagship mobile phone, equipped with self-developed Rune chip and Hongmeng system..."
Ever since she contracted leukemia and took a break from school to recuperate at home, Su Ye fell in love with watching the news. This was one of the few channels for her to understand the outside world.
Su Ye greeted Su Mu and saw the ingredients in his hands, and said in surprise: "Brother, did you buy ribs?"
Su Mu pinched her face lovingly, nodded with a smile: "Today is your birthday, I will make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."
"That's great, thank you, brother!" Su Ye smiled happily, her smile was particularly sweet, and then she pretended to be mysterious and said: "Brother, I also prepared a birthday gift for you."