I Just Went to College: There Is a 749 Mission

Urban martial arts, monsters, stability, and immortality Thirty years ago, the sky in this world was abnormal for a month. Then strange things happened frequently and the dangers were extremely high. Traveling to a parallel world, my memories of elementary school were revived. I picked things up at a stall and bought a bow and a drum. Unexpectedly, they turned out to be treasures that have been left in the ancient world until now. Although they are damaged, they are less than one ten thousandth of their peak value, but they can kill monsters and repair them, and absorb the opponent's abilities as their own. Isn't this a typical golden finger? As the last shaman, a third-generation rich man with a rich inheritance, he is so rich that he just wants to keep a low profile, pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and see Nanshan leisurely. When encountering a monster, all I want to do is crush the bones and spread the ashes. Otherwise, it will die instead of me. Then it will be wiped out in ashes. It will be reborn when the spring breeze blows but not the roots. Danger and opportunity coexist, monsters, monsters, ghosts and secret realms step by step to become strong. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.