[The rise of a monstrous genius …]
When Qin Tian woke up, he found that the world had changed.
At least his bed had changed. His previous bed was a second-hand Simmons that he had slept in for seven years. Although it was a little shabby, it was still very comfortable. It was soft and bouncy. Occasionally, when he called a girl to do some exercise, it would make a "yi ya yi ya" sound to accompany it. But now, he felt that his back was cold and hard, and lying on it was extremely uncomfortable.
What puzzled him the most was that the air here was so bad that it was unbearable. It smelled like sleeping in a pigsty. He admitted that his dog kennel also smelled bad, but it was much better than here.
When he was about to get up to see where he was sleeping, he found that all parts of his body were extremely painful. He cried out in pain, "Damn it, what's wrong with me?"
Suddenly, he found that he was wearing clothes. After all, he had always slept naked. Looking at the color and quality of the clothes, he found it very strange. "Why do they look like ancient clothes?"
"What's going on? There's no reason."
Just as he was lying on the bed thinking, a sound came from next door. "Hmph, hmph, hmph …"
"F * ck, what's that sound?"
"The sound of a pig?"
"Is there a pig living next door?"
"What the heck, after living here for so many years, I still don't know that my neighbor is a pig …"
"Pig? Isn't it a prostitute who always goes out late and returns early …? "
Qin Tian seemed to be struck by lightning. He lay on the bed motionlessly, looking at the tiled house above his head. A few rays of gentle sunlight shone through the gaps of the tiles and onto his face. At this moment, he was dumbfounded.
Something that he couldn't believe had happened even if he was beaten to death.
He was a veteran otaku who immersed himself in the world of games, novels, and anime every day. He didn't believe in the plot of transmigration in the novels. He knew that it was just a gimmick of a book. If it really could be transmigrated, he would be the first to try it because it could change his life.
He hated his current life, but he didn't want to face reality. Every day, he relied on people to help him earn some living. Just last night, he encountered a wild boss. At that time, he thought it was very strange. He was very familiar with this game, and there were no bosses in the wild, so he didn't want to fight it immediately.
Something terrible happened. The boss actually spoke, and the first thing it said was, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I have something to say …"
"You have something to say? If I don't beat you up, where will I get my equipment? "
At that time, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, so he didn't hold back and ruthlessly tortured it to death. The Boss couldn't resist, and very soon, its HP was low.
"Die!"
"You'll regret this." The boss looked at Qin Tian with hidden bitterness. That look made Qin Tian shudder.
The boss did not drop anything, not even a single experience. Qin Tian was extremely disappointed. Just as he was about to leave, a mysterious scroll was left behind by the boss's corpse. There were ancient runes engraved on it, like a seal.
Qin Tian didn't care too much and immediately opened the scroll. The computer screen shone brightly and he fell unconscious …
Qin Tian struggled to sit up and looked at the simple and crude room. Other than a worn-out table, there was a dark green liquid in the corner. A foul smell came from the liquid. Without a doubt, it was a mixture of pig urine and feces. He could not help but curse, "F * * k, is this a place for humans to live?"
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a 'bang' from next door. "Young Master, you're awake?"
His voice was loud and clear, filled with inconceivable excitement.
"I'm awake."
Qin Tian replied subconsciously. His head hurt, he frowned and jumped up, "Young Master? What kind of f * * king young master am I? Can young master live in such a place? "
For no reason, he had transmigrated, and for no reason, he had become a useless young master. Qin Tian was in a bad mood. What was not good?
His background was not good, his body was not good, and his servant was not good. What made him feel the worst was that this guy's brain was not good. After living in a daze for 15 years, he achieved nothing, not even a girl. If this wasn't a problem with his brain, then what was?
"Peng, peng, peng …" Heavy footsteps came from next door.
"Fatty is here."
Qin Tian was annoyed. Hearing the footsteps, he knew who it was. The servant who had followed him for ten years, a 250-pound fatty – Meng Lei.
All these years, he didn't know who was serving whom. He became thinner and thinner, while Meng Lei became fatter and fatter.
However, this fatty still had some conscience. When he was abandoned by his family, Meng Lei could have chosen not to follow him, but he still took the initiative to stay by his side. This more or less touched Qin Tian.
"Young master, you finally woke up. You scared me to death."
Although there was Fatty in the remnant image of this body, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked when he saw Fatty's sturdy physique with his own eyes. He couldn't help but wonder what Fatty ate to grow so big. Two meters tall, with thick limbs and a dignified appearance, the visual impact was too strong.
His body was tall and sturdy, but his strength was only that of a third-ranked warrior. Other than having a little strength, there was nothing good about him. In this world, a third-ranked warrior was like a waste. Of course, he was much better than Qin Tian.
Qin Tian's current body's cultivation was only that of a first-ranked warrior, not even comparable to a seven-year-old child.
Without strength, it was no wonder that he was in such a sorry state, being bullied so miserably. Weak people get bullied. Even after growing up, he could only be bullied. Who asked him to be weak?
"God, why did I have to possess such a waste's body? I might as well go back and be an otaku." Qin Tian secretly complained in his heart.
He had no father, no mother, no master, no backing. The Qin clan had raised him for fifteen years, which was considered extremely benevolent. Now, he was like an ant in Furong Restaurant as a small odd-job worker.
Even so, he was still bullied every day and was covered with injuries. Just the day before yesterday, the Qin clan's' Little Overlord 'Qin Kun beat him up because he did not clean his table properly. He only stopped after he was knocked out, thus creating an opportunity for Qin Tian to transmigrate.
Meng Lei stood beside the bed and saw that Qin Tian was not speaking, like a fool. He muttered, "Could it be that he became stupid?"
"You're the one who's stupid."
Qin Tian's mood was extremely bad. It was useless to complain about God. He still had to face reality. How could his thin and weak body survive in this world where only the strong were respected?
This was indeed a very nerve-racking problem, but he had no choice but to face it.
From the memory of his brain, he learned that the owner of this body was called Qin Tian. He was the son of a concubine of the Qin clan, the third largest clan in Qinghe city. Because his parents died when he was young, he was not valued by the clan. When he was ten years old, he suffered from a strange disease, causing his Dantian to be damaged. He was unable to condense Qigong and was forgotten by the clan until last month, when he was driven out.
His rough life resulted in his cowardice and inferiority complex. When he was bullied, he never fought back. When the left side of his face was slapped, he would still stick out his right side.
However, Qin Tian had to admire his perseverance. With his Dantian damaged, cultivating was tantamount to a death sentence. In this life, he would never be able to cultivate Qigong. However, for five years, he had never stopped cultivating. Every night, he would go to the back mountain alone to cultivate. However, no matter how hard he tried, he was still unable to break through to the second-ranked warrior realm.
His miserable life was over, but Qin Tian's was just beginning. In the end, how could he become stronger or become a little bit richer?
It was impossible for him to cultivate. Qin Tian did not quite understand what it meant for his Dantian to be damaged. However, in his memory, he had cultivated day and night for five years without any progress. He knew that there was no future for him to cultivate.
"God, in any case, I'm also a transmigrator. Can't you give me some benefits?"
After racking his brains for a while, Qin Tian still could not find a shortcut to becoming rich. He was just an otaku. What business, what money, he simply did not understand.
If there were online games in this world, he would probably be able to live a good life.
Qin Tian had a special liking for games. Killing monsters, leveling up, completing tasks, clearing dungeons, he was simply a genius. Even some professional players could not be compared to him.
However, in this world, even a computer was not known, let alone online games.
"Yo, you're awake?"
Furong restaurant's shopkeeper Zhang Dafu stepped into the room. Seeing Qin Tian sitting on the edge of the bed, he was a little shocked. He thought, "Even after being beaten to such a state, this bastard's life is really tough."
"En!" Qin Tian raised his head and glanced at Zhang Dafu.
"You're awake, why are you sitting here? Since you're awake, why don't you hurry up and work for me? You still have the face to say that you're awake. "
Zhang Dafu roared at Qin Tian, his saliva spraying all over Qin Tian's face.
Zhang Dafu was an outer disciple of the Qin clan. Because he was unable to increase his cultivation, he ended up managing the Qin clan's business. This Furong restaurant was managed by him.
Qin Tian looked at Zhang Dafu in disbelief. With such a loud voice, why didn't his throat burst?
"Shopkeeper, my clan's young master has just woken up. His body is still not fully recovered. If there's anything, I can do it myself." Meng Lei said honestly. Looking at Zhang Dafu, he revealed a trace of fear.
Zhang Dafu looked at Qin Tian with disdain and said coldly, "What young master? How did the Qin clan produce such trash like you? If you ask me, we should just throw you into the Kunlun mountain range to feed the demon beasts. That way, you won't be throwing our Qin clan's face everywhere."
The Kunlun mountain range was one of the ten most dangerous places in the Tianyuan continent. It was extremely dangerous and demon beasts wreaked havoc inside. Ordinary people simply did not dare to approach it. Even the top experts did not dare to venture deep into it. There were rumors that in the depths of the Kunlun mountain range, there were demon beasts that could transform into human form.
The mountain range was eighty miles north of Qinghe city. The Qin clan first opened up a small path to enter the mountain range. This small path became a must-pass for countless adventurers. Because of this small path, the Qin clan had the strength to develop into the third largest clan in Qinghe city.
The Kunlun mountain range was a dangerous place, but it was also a treasure land. Inside, there were rare herbs and demon beast cores. These were things that cultivators yearned for even in their dreams. Because of this, it attracted countless adventurers. However, many people entered and very few people came out.
Qin Tian was only a first ranked warrior. If he were to be thrown into the Kunlun mountain range, only death would await him.
"Shopkeeper, you …" Meng Lei's face slightly changed. He was flustered and exasperated. These years, he understood Qin Tian the best. He was also willing to follow him. Although he suffered, he had no regrets.
"What's wrong with me? You eat my food and wear my clothes. Now that you have recovered, go and work for me. Otherwise, get out of Furong restaurant. The Qin clan does not raise trash. "
Zhang Dafu emphasized the word "trash". He could not bear to see Qin Tian. Ever since he came to Furong restaurant, he had been plagued by troubles. This month, his business had declined by a large margin. Seeing Qin Tian's cowardly appearance, he could not help but feel angry.
"Okay, I'll go and work."
Qin Tian struggled to stand up and walked out of the room with his head lowered.
"Look at your trash appearance. Really shameful. I really don't know what's the point of living."
Zhang Dafu spat out a mouthful of phlegm and said coldly.
Meng Lei, who was at the side, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
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