In the news, it is said that 10% of human beings have awakened their spiritual roots. At first glance, it seems that the proportion is very high. On the other hand, there are still 90% of the majority of people who cannot awaken their spiritual roots to cultivate.
There are nine Muggles among ten people, and Pei Yin is one of them.
There is a generally accepted way for mortals to become monks: under extreme circumstances, there is a certain probability of awakening under external stimulation.
Pei Yin followed this path. He worked hard for nine years and was on the verge of death many times.
No one can succeed casually, and Pei Yin was not casual. Not only did he fail to awaken, he was also left with injuries.
After stepping out of the elevator, Fatty raised his head and looked at a virtual screen in front of him.
There is a string of numbers written on it: 100.
The blood monster that died just now was the 100th monster that Fatty had killed.
Every time he kills a monster, the numbers on the virtual screen will change.
Once upon a time, Fatty thought he had obtained the legendary system and was about to take off.
After years of exploration, he discovered that the so-called "system" was just a memo.
Except for recording the data on how he subdued demons, it was nothing.
If that thing can be considered a system, it can definitely be called the most useless system in history.
Standing in the night breeze, Fatty raised his middle finger to the system screen.
He was no longer able to complain, so he showed his sincerity with a middle finger.
As his experience increased, Fatty himself found another way to awaken his spiritual roots.
There is a kind of enlightening spiritual fruit in the Tang Dynasty, which is known as the national treasure of the new era. This kind of spiritual fruit only produces dozens of fruits a year. It mutates after absorbing spiritual energy. When humans eat it, it will produce genetic mutations and awaken spiritual roots.
It is said that the awakening success rate of the Awakening Spirit Fruit is over 80%, and it is said to be exclusive to rich people.
Such a magical spiritual fruit is certainly not cheap, selling for 100 million Tang Yuan.
The people at the bottom earn thousands of yuan a month, and they can't afford this level of spiritual fruit even if they work hard all their lives.
Pei Yin worked as a loner in his early years. His medical expenses were too expensive and he owed a lot of debt. Later, I became a consultant. Work-related injuries were counted as work-related injuries, as well as bonuses and subsidies. I finally paid off the debt.
He opened the online banking APP on his mobile phone and looked at the balance: 135,269 yuan.
The balance in the card is too far away from the spiritual fruit.
Despite this, Fatty persisted.
He set a small goal for himself: earn 100 million first.
Walking outside the community, a gust of night wind blew.
The spring breeze in March is slightly cool.
The fat man suffered from an old injury on his leg and was staggering when he walked.
He wanted to hold on to the wall with one hand, but unfortunately there was no wall nearby, so he had to hold on to the lamppost to catch his breath.
At this time, he especially wanted to find a warm 36D to rely on.
It's a pity that his physical condition is not ideal, and he can't even perform basic operations such as pushing a cart.
Two months ago, he tried a method that didn't require his own operation: boss, don't move, girl, it's fully automatic.
The story turned into an accident. Halfway through, he suddenly fainted. If the fully automatic young lady hadn't called the emergency call, he would not have survived.
City hunters of this era have experienced too many bloody scenes, seen too many hideous and terrifying monsters, and have suffered from psychological shadows. Some have gone crazy, some have become disabled, and some have died.
Those who survive often need psychological counseling.
Monster hunters generally do not seek out psychiatrists. Most psychiatrists do not believe in monsters and recommend that monster hunters go to a mental hospital for in-depth treatment.
The few psychiatrists who have seen monsters need psychiatrists themselves.
Over time, the monster hunters found their own outlets in their own way: alcohol, the opposite sex, and drugs.
The first two are Pei Yin's daily life.
Now, with a glass body that breaks at the touch of a touch, he can't even carry out his daily life.
This body on the verge of collapse seems to be ready to disintegrate at any time.
The fat guy was lucky tonight. Instead of waiting for 36D, he got a 34C one.
He was about to walk over to show his love when a voice came from behind:
"Consultant Pei, please wait a moment."
Lin Jia, a hot female detective, chased him out with a complicated look, one that was both grateful and ashamed.
There is a saying circulating on the Internet: The weakest monk can defeat the strongest Muggle.
Facts have proved that the statements on the Internet may not be reliable.
Lin Jia is a living example. As a monk, her life was saved by a Muggle.
Under Pei Yin's gaze, Lin Jia was very nervous: "Consultant Pei, thank you for saving me. That blood demon was so hateful. It killed four people. It dared to call the police and wanted to suck all of our team dry... "
Pei Yin said: "You have a little misunderstanding about yourself. The blood demon likes pure boys and girls the most. That blood demon may not kill your entire team. It is only interested in young girls like you."
Lin Jia blushed and said, "Anyway, thank you."
Pei Yin said calmly: "I took the money, it's just work, you don't need to thank me."
"Consultant Pei, you...actually you don't have to pretend to be so strong. I saw it just now. You have trouble walking. I've seen your medical report. It's a miracle that you can stand up."
Lin Jia said, her face even redder: "Monsters like to be active at night. I'm not worried about you going back like this. I'll drive you off."
"Then I'm not welcome." The fat man said he was welcome and got into the car.
Lin Jia sat in the driver's seat, touched her neck, and said with strong fear: "I didn't understand until today what it means to survive a disaster. If that bite bites me on the neck, I don't dare to think that I will be What will happen?"
Pei Yin remembered the past and felt very sad: "I can understand your mood. Three years ago, I knew a girl who was bitten by a blood demon."
Lin Jia was surprised: "Ah? Then what happened to her?"
Pei Yin was silent for a few seconds and said, "Dead."
Lin Jia's hand holding the steering wheel was trembling a little, and she was immersed in fear. She asked with lingering fear: "Can you bear it psychologically after going through these things?"
Pei Yin said: "It was difficult to adapt to it at first, but then I gradually got used to it."
Lin Jia asked the question she wanted to know most: "After a few of my colleagues went on missions, they went back for psychological counseling and became very abnormal. How did you adapt?"
The fat man smiled: "My method may not be suitable for you. In the first few years, I felt uncomfortable all over. I kept having nightmares when I fell asleep. Whenever I felt uncomfortable, I would make a big sword. It diverted my attention and left me no time to think about other things. That’s it.”
Lin Jia was not surprised by this answer. She had long heard of Consultant Pei's reputation as a promiscuous person. She changed the question: "Consultant Pei, in fact, with your ability, you can live very well in a stable job. I said Don't be angry, your health is so bad and you are still injured hunting monsters, what are you doing?"
Pei Yin said: "Everyone has something to insist on. My persistence is to fight against monsters."
Lin Jia turned her head and looked at Pei Yin's profile seriously, and suddenly became literary: "I read a sentence in a book, the reason why some people are great is because when they face adversity with others, others lose confidence, and he still Keep moving forward. Consultant Pei, you are my role model."
Pei Yin laughed at himself: "You think highly of me too much. The word great has nothing to do with me."
Lin Jia said seriously: "You don't have to be so humble. In my heart, you are the light of mortals."
The fat man was amused: "What you said cannot withstand consideration. The light of mortals is also a mortal."
Lin Jia was excited: "So what if you're a mortal? You've done things that many monks can't do. Anyway, I'm your beauty fan. I'll tell you a secret secretly. I'm your number one little crush." "
"Powder?"
The fat on the fat man's face trembled: "Little fangirl, are you scolding me?"
"Absolutely not. I've seen your old photos, and I was immediately stunned by how handsome you were. Even your ID photos are so handsome that I'm confused." Lin Jia got excited.
"Don't mention the ID photo. In the past few years, I couldn't even pass the security check when I showed my ID. No one believed it was my ID. I had to ask the police for a certificate. Later, I got a new ID out of anger." The fat man looked sad.
Lin Jia held the steering wheel hard, with a conflicted look on her face, and sighed softly: "Consultant Pei, you are very good, you... I wish you had spiritual roots."
The girl's sigh carries a deep subtext.
Pei Yin heard the implication: I wanted to have an in-depth communication with you, but it's a pity that you don't have spiritual roots.
His ex-girlfriend said the same dialogue.
Then, he married a monk with spiritual roots.
This is the current situation of the Cultivation Star. People are flocking to the monks.
Most parents look forward to marrying their daughters to monks.
First, it has the support of monks. When monsters cause trouble, they can rely on monks to protect them.
Secondly, "Hereditary Cultivation" is popular these days. It is said that the children of monks have a higher probability of awakening.
The third point is the most practical. The income of monks is much higher than that of ordinary people.
There is another unspeakable reason: monks have certain abilities that are more powerful than ordinary people.
Any pretty girl would rather work as a mistress for a monk than marry a Muggle without spiritual roots.
Fatty has learned a profound lesson. After nine years of debut, no girl is willing to commit her life to a mortal like him.
Even before his body was transformed, the few female monks he met were just greedy for his body.
Just as he was about to chat with his little fan girl to kill time, a song came from his trouser pocket:
"That man was a mortal, and he had no friends in that world."
"My childhood memories, my awakening in the third grade of elementary school."
"The girl I had a crush on in middle school suddenly had spiritual roots."
"When he was in college, he mustered up the courage of his life and expressed his sincerity. The girl said: You are a good person, but it is a pity that you cannot cultivate."
"He also wanted to practice cultivation, but he risked his life time and time again, only to be covered in scars."
"I have shed blood and fought for my life, and every time it hurts my heart..."
This song is very popular and its name is "That Man is a Mortal".
It once made the whole Internet cry, and every word was said to be heartbreaking.
Most of the mortal stories of Xiu Zhen Star are condensed in the lyrics.
Since two years ago, Fatty has set this song as his cell phone ringtone.
Except that he never went to college, the content of the lyrics matches him.
Caller ID: Brother Shanfeng.
The fat man looked at the incoming call with an indescribably desolate expression.
After answering the call, he had to work overtime despite being injured.
If you don't answer this call, many people will die.
