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Lu Yuan felt as if he was hit in the head by a nine-day divine thunder! The whole person suddenly became messy. [No pop-up novel website]
The old monk smiled, put down the broom, and sat down.
With his slow movements and no gestures, tables, chairs, and tea sets appeared out of thin air one by one. The chair happened to appear under me, and a slight steam was still rising from the mouth of the teapot. Even the surrounding environment was gradually separated from Shaolin. Ten meters away was the Sutra Pavilion and the garden with fallen yellow leaves. Within ten meters there was only the floor. There are green grass and a huge peach tree leaning against the table. The shade of the tree just covers the table and two chairs. When the wind blows, the delicate peach petals fall down like rain.
Do you want to be so demonic? !
Lu Yuan wanted to say, "Are you GM?", but then he suppressed the silly question, sat down properly, held a pot and poured tea for the old monk and himself, and then looked at the old monk quietly. Since he has shown such great power as a creation of the gods, he naturally has something to say.
"Alas, the newcomers are not cute at all."
The old monk was not very formal. He rolled up his sleeves casually and drank the tea in one gulp. Then he took out a box of... ice cream! ! ! He started eating with a smile on his face. The peerless master's demeanor that he had just established was suddenly destroyed.
"The old monk also knows a little bit about your past. Since you come from that era, you have heard of Infinite Style. Well...that's all."
"Infinite flow... forget it, I think this can't be a joke. If you want me to deny the hard work of the past few years, I can't even go through my own obstacles. Then I'll ask as usual." Lu Yuan thought Thinking about the novels I have read, if I want to travel to the world of Yitian, only Mugenliu can make sense.
“What needs to be done of me, and what conditions are met, to get me back to where I came from.”
"Go back? You can't go back." The old monk shook his head and knocked on the cup for him to pour tea.
"Ah?" Lu Yuan poured it in. He didn't think it was a big deal if he couldn't go back, but he still wanted to ask, "Is it so easy? Shouldn't it be at least a false hope and let everyone work hard and desperately?"
"How can such a good thing happen?! Besides, in the real world, you are afraid that the corpses will be cremated. How can you go back?"
"Cremated? How did I die?" Lu Yuan thought of how he appeared on that spaceship inexplicably. Why did he die?
Several pieces of A4 printing paper stapled together appeared out of thin air in the old monk's hand, then he flipped them over and said, "Well, you died of myocardial infarction caused by excessive drinking."
Lu Yuan was speechless. No wonder my last memory of this world was drinking with a few friends. I think back then, because I was about to get divorced, I accidentally drank too much and ended up like this...
Seeing Lu Yuan's unconcerned expression, the old monk handed over the pieces of paper in his hand, "This is the contract from the Lord God. Just sign it if you think it's okay."
Lu Yuan felt messy again, and wanted to drag the old monk and yell, "If you don't let me go back, it's nothing! What's more, what's wrong with signing a contract?! Where's your Styx oath? Where's your sacred contract? ? At least bring me a parchment scroll to show off, you bastard! You brought out A4 printing paper in the Yuan Dynasty, what kind of trouble are you going to make!?"
"Ah, I was thinking the same thing as you at first."
The old monk drank tea slowly again.
"But if you think about it carefully, we provide services and the Lord God provides new life. What's unfair about it? Even in this world, you can't find such a good job, right?"
"That's true." Lu Yuan looked like a teenager, but his mind was like that of an uncle who was several decades old. After a second thought, he regained his balance, "Working for life, there really is no fairer job than this. So this time I Does time travel count?"
"How about training and an advance salary?"
"There's no mention of treatment! So what do you need me to do?"
"Fight, keep fighting! In the future, you will fight wherever the Lord God points you. If the Lord God tells you to go east, you will never chase the chickens. You must be able to make eighty flavors of ice cream..."
"Ice cream? Why ice cream? Also, can I take my current cultivation to the next world? Accumulating it from world to world? Then if I go to the world of Saint Seiya and Dragon Ball, won't I be able to become a god very quickly? Already?"
"Why are you still thinking about the Saints! Ahem... You think too well, don't you?! If the power can be taken out of this world, then what else does the Lord God want from you? He just took Zhang Wuji and Zhang Sanfeng out of the world. Okay?" The old monk snickered, "This is the world created by the Lord God. Anything you take away from this world is his power. What he needs is for us to fight for him, not for us to fight with his power. , that means nothing to him.”
"Then what can I get from this world? Except life." Lu Yuan was a little disappointed. After all, he had been practicing martial arts for so long.
"This is a bit complicated to say. Generally speaking, the Lord God wants us to work hard to grow in the shadow world. There will be a score at the end of each world. The duller we live and the less we grow, the less the score will be. On the contrary, living The more exciting and growing you are, the higher your score will be. These points can allow you to take away something you want to take away from this world. Weapons, cultivation, people, anything."
"You always feel like you're not very motivated?" Lu Yuan joked.
"Haha," the old monk shook his head and replied, "There is such a thing. Not only will you not be given money, but you need to spend money to participate. You have to spend a lot of time and energy for this. This thing costs you rest and health, but you can’t get any benefit or praise, but you do it happily, what do you think this is?”
"Oh, sports?"
"Absolutely. The most appropriate answer is video games! You can get nothing but illusory happiness, but why do so many people spend money and energy and never tire of it?"
"What do you mean?" Lu Yuan understood somewhat, but still wanted to confirm this question.
"Well, that's what I mean. You can live a wonderful life in your favorite story, what more do you ask for? There are also points rewards for this, why are you hesitating? Participate now, it only costs 998..."
The two smiled at each other. Lu Yuan hadn't heard this joke for a few years, so he missed it.
"What are you doing?" Lu Yuan pointed to his handyman clothes.
"I retired and now work as a novice instructor."
"Can you retire?" Lu Yuan was attracted by this term.
"Of course, the main god is still very humane." The old monk waved his hand, "Someone who is tired of fighting can choose to retire, then choose a world and live in a role that does not affect the world. That's it. Old monk, I At first, I envied the Shaolin sweeper monk who was so good at pretending to be a bad guy, so I chose this as my retirement career."
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