100 Years Before The Game Was Launched

2022-02-15

Chapter 1 The Confessions of a Transmigrator

The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the clouds in the sky like fire.

The golden afterglow slanted into the house through the missing window lattice, and countless tiny dust flew freely in the air.

On the shelves, paper ingots painted in golden shine brightly, and stacks of paper money are scattered all over the floor as white as snow.

The red candles lit on the counter next to it flickered, reflecting the smile of the paper-tie girl under the table, with a trace of indescribable strangeness.

This is a ghost shop.

Suddenly, a pale palm slammed on the counter.

The sharp fingernails gripped the counter tightly, leaving scratches one after another, making a screeching sound, and the azure meridians on the back of the hands were particularly evident in the light.

It was obvious that he was working hard.

Then the second hand,

Then use both hands together,

A push!

A pale face emerged from under the counter, with sunken eye sockets and thick dark circles like a time is limited addict.

He swept across the room with a little confusion, and thought flashed in his eyes.

Then he grabbed the teapot on the table that had been cold for an unknown amount of time, and poured gu lu lu on the spout.

The coolness dispelled the burning dryness in the throat, and the memories in my mind gradually awoke.

……

My name is Fang Chang, gender is male, hobby female.

I’m playing a game called Immortals & Demons.

I crossed.

Traveling through opportunities is equal for everyone, and I am just one of them. I calmly accepted the gift of fate to me.

This is a kingdom similar to the ancient eastern dynasty called Great Tang.

But the emperor was neither Li nor Wu.

This is the 312th year of the Tang calendar and the fourth year of Yongtai,

This is Great Tang Annan Road, Wanchuan Prefecture, Thousand Bamboos County.

I am the No. 1 heir to the eighty-eighth store on Eternal Reserve Street in the county, the No.

As a transmigrator, I followed the tradition of all transmigrator seniors and killed my father as soon as I came here.

During a sudden death, I walked peacefully, there should be no pain… right?

Of course, my mother is long gone.

In the beginning, my parents sacrificed to heaven, and I thought I was about to take off.

Improved papermaking, movable type, glass, soap, perfume, gunpowder…

I’m ready.

Let the wealth come more violently!

The fertile fields are abundant, the mountains are full of gold and silver, the mansions are full of servants, the delicacies are delicious, the good wives and concubines…

No!

Nothing, nothing!

The paper here is whiter than my face, the printing technique has been improved long ago, and there is even glass soap!

It’s so over-the-top, what kind of transmigrator should I be? !

Don’t take such a bully!

I feel unhappy and feel that life is just like that.

Until that night.

The wind is strong and the butt is slightly cool.

I suddenly had a urgency to urinate, and as soon as I entered the hut and squatted down, I found that three thieves had come in through the backyard fence.

I didn’t say anything.

Because they looked tall and strong with knives attached to their waists.

I understand the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Seeing their faces can make making money turn deadly.

I thought they would go away with something.

Anyway, I buried dozens of silver tael at home, at most they take some paper money home and burn it to the fuck.

It didn’t take long for the two thieves to escape from the house in panic, as if they had encountered some monster, and they didn’t even dare to turn their heads.

I secretly despised them and shook my pants.

I’ve become a thief, and I’m still so timid.

Huh?

How come there are only two people and one more?

Then I saw my paperdoll girl standing at the door with a bloody paper knife in her hand, smiling at me.

That’s the paperdoll my dad made, and I helped to apply the blush on my face.

I’m so – my mind is broken!

I hid in the toilet all night and didn’t dare to come out until late in the morning, when Heaven and Earth Yang Qi were at their fullest.

Then I saw yesterday’s paperdoll girl standing in the shadow behind the door, smiling, motionless, looking innocent.

At her feet was a man with his head separated, his head rolled aside like a ball, and the blood on the ground had dried up.

I know this terrified face, Wang Er, the street gangster.

I know I’m in trouble.

Wait for the two gangsters who escaped to come back to his senses, whether it’s to report to the government or continue to bring people to take revenge, I can’t escape the disaster.

But I can’t report it myself, because the explanation is unclear.

Of course, they may also be so frightened that they don’t dare to say anything.

But I don’t trust their code of practice.

Daddy, daddy.

You die when you die, but you have to pass the mana to me before you die.

When I saw the paperdoll girl in the protection house, I didn’t know that my father was still a folk legend.

It took a lot of effort to bury Wang Er’s body in the backyard.

I don’t dare to go far away.

Then I went to look through my father’s relics, thinking that I should leave some Magical Artifacts for me anyway.

Not greedy either.

At least let me know how to manipulate paperdoll.

After all, the little girl looks fierce.

The hard work pays off.

I found a scrap book under the shrine dedicated to my father. It was said to be a scrap book, but it was actually only three pages.

One page of guiding qi into the body, one page of paper puppet making, and one page of suicide note.

The suicide note was written by my father.

The above said that if I have the chance to find this method, I can try to step into the immortal path of cultivation, otherwise Good Fortune is not enough, forcing cultivation will only harm others and myself.

Also, don’t try to avenge him.

Revenge? ? ?

Gan!

I don’t want revenge at all!

And you at least tell me who the enemy is, otherwise how can I avoid him in the future.

I dare not delay.

Even a man with magical powers like my father dare not take revenge. If I let the enemy know that he still has a son alive, how can I survive?

But I read the article on guiding qi into the body, and found that this thing doesn’t seem to be the method of orthodox Cultivation, and there is still some ceremony.

Can it be all about luck?

I secretly bought the materials needed to lay out the ceremony. After two days of hesitation, I decided to put it together.

Because I noticed a few familiar hooligans lingering outside the yard.

That was the acquaintance of gangster Wang Er.

And Wang Er, buried under my feet.

I started ceremony, wish me luck.

…

…

…

“Did it work?”

Fang Chang blinked Blinking, I felt a sudden phantom shaking in front of my eyes.

It’s like the black and white TV he once saw in the antique market. Every time he jumps on the channel, the picture will flicker like this.

He thought about it.

Then patted his head, and the picture really stabilized.

It was a tiny golden finger-like pattern just below his field of vision, twinkling and golden light.

Fang Chang was silent for two seconds.

Because he knows this stuff.

It’s the skill icon in the Immortals & Demons game he plays.

Writing as cheat, reading as appraisal, a basic game skill.

What a shabby cheat, I’m late.

Fang Chang silently threw an Appraisal Technique on himself.

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Name: Fang Chang

Race: Human Race

Level: 3 (23/30)

realm: mundane

Occupation: Puppet Master LV1

physique: Variation Spirit Physique (unnamed) – physique obtained from the fusion of mysterious power, the effect is unknown ? (please explore by yourself)

Virgin Body——cultivation speed increased by 5% (upgradeable)

Root bone: 66

Good Fortune: 1

Kamma: 0

Shouyuan: 18/35 (should be reduced)

Health: 12/24 (weak)

Physical: 3/12 (extremely hungry)

attribute: strength 1.5, physique 0.8, agility 1.1, spirit 2.0

mana: 1/2

cultivation technique: guiding qi into the body (Law Rank middle grade)

spirit technique: Paperdoll Puppet Technique (Law Rank high grade)

Equipment: None

Alliance: None

Title: None

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After staring at the panel for a while, Fang Chang put it away a little in a hurry, mouthed. He speaks the beautiful mother tongue from his hometown.

Come on! ! !

Think of me as a young man with a majestic appearance, but he can only live thirty-five years? !

Fang Chang was exhausted.

It was only then that he understood that the so-called guiding qi into the body ceremony was essentially an exchange of sacrifices.

No wonder his dad died so early.

After all, looking at his face, he doesn’t look like a short-lived.

Of course, he was able to successfully get started with cultivation techniques, master mana at the mundane stage, and activate cheat, all relying on this ceremony.

Although there are only two mana points…

After using the Appraisal Technique once, only one is left.

“Yao Shou!”

Fang Chang look up to sky and heave a deep sigh, then rubbed his stomach, headed into the kitchen, and decided to eat his fill first.

 …

The afterglow faded and night fell.

In the kitchen.

Fang Chang nibbled on the cold, hard steamed buns while holding up a thumb-sized piece of dried ginseng and stuffing it into his mouth.

That posture, as if this is not the precious wild ginseng of several decades, but the pickle clapper just dug out of the jar.

But with this wild ginseng in the stomach, Fang Chang finally feels alive.

A hot breath continued to spread in his stomach, and his whole body was warm, Fang Chang couldn’t help but relieved.

Finally enough to eat and drink.

Fang Chang resisted the urge to throw the Appraisal Technique on himself.

He only has 2 mana points. He just used the Appraisal Technique once, and once again, he can’t use it.

In Immortals & Demons, mana can be restored over time on its own, or it can be accelerated by meditating on its own.

I don’t know if it is the same here.

But he couldn’t wait.

Wang Er’s accomplices may just stay outside the house, and I don’t know when they can’t bear it, and it will be more dangerous later.

He must master the power to protect himself as soon as possible.

Fang Chang stood in front of his bedroom door, took a deep breath, and then pushed gently.

Inside the house, a little girl tied with paper was smearing blush, smiling happily, and staring at him with big black eyes.

“Long time no see.”

Fang Chang forced a smile towards the girl, and conditionally tucked the knife in his hand into his sleeve.

Knowing she wouldn’t hurt herself, Fang Chang was still a little nervous.

In the game, he can be all-powerful, the sky and the ground, a posture that God is blind if he doesn’t cut me.

But in reality, he’s just a bit of a boring otaku.

After a time travel, all he thought at first was to be a rich man, and no matter how greedy he was, it was nothing more than a few daughters-in-law.

But who would have thought that this is still a ghostly world.

He understood that if he still had the idea of feeling at home wherever one is in the past, he would not know how to die in the future.

Fang Chang approached the paperdoll girl step by step.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the house.

The paperdoll girl winked at him suddenly.

Convex (fuck dish f*ck)!

Fang Chang’s hair stood on end immediately, but at this time he showed an unusual ruthlessness.

He took two quick steps, the knife in his sleeve cut through his palm, and pressed it directly on the top of the paperdoll girl’s head.

Blood ran down the paperdoll girl’s cheeks, and the little mana left was spat out.

“Paperdoll Puppet Technique!”

Fang Chang is running an unfamiliar spirit technique, only to feel as if something is being drawn out of his body along with his blood .

The feeling of weakness and exhaustion came like a flood.

His eyelids trembled and he wanted to fall asleep.

“Gan!”

Fang Chang stabbed his thigh with a knife.

The extreme pain made him wake up quickly. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the paperdoll girl whose head was blood-stained at the moment.

I saw his blood dripping into the paperdoll girl.

And the expression on the girl’s face suddenly became vivid, and the shriveled paperdoll skeleton became full a little bit.

The pupils that were originally dull and godless also had a little more agility.

After a while, the cheeks of the paperdoll girl who had been a little gloomy just now turned porcelain white, like a porcelain doll.

Fang Chang didn’t let go until he realized that there was something more in his mind.

“Protect me!”

He was relieved and let out a hard breath.

Fang Chang’s feet were soft, and he fell down in front of the paperdoll girl like noodles, and fell into a coma.

After receiving the instruction, the paperdoll girl saw a faint red light in her eyes and stared at Fang Chang on the ground for a while.

Then she took out a bloody paper knife from behind and walked to the door of the house, looking at the dark front, motionless.

New book for newcomers, don’t miss it when you pass by.

(End of this chapter)