I, Lin Yu, a victim of psychological involution in the 21st century, am now a famous loser in cultivation of the Lin family in the fantasy world.
"Breathe, take a deep breath... The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable. This is not good, not good."
I closed my eyes and tried to calm down with professionalism. What made me need to do some mental construction was the clan brother in front of me, Lin Bao, with his hands on his hips and his saliva almost spraying on my face.
"Lin Yu, your family subsidy this month has been deducted! It's a waste of resources for a waste like you who can't even break through the early stages of Qi refining!"
After traveling through time for three months, I am already familiar with this process. The original owner's physical aptitude was really poor. His veins and veins were as congested as the North Third Ring Road during the evening rush hour, and the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy was comparable to scooping water with a colander. But what makes me even more speechless is this family's PUA methods - low-level, too low-level! In addition to depriving resources, it is a personal insult, and you don't even know how to use the "expectation effect". You deserve your family's lack of ranking in Qingyun City.
I lowered my head and responded in a cowardly voice: "Yes... Yes, Brother Lin Bao is right."
But mentally, he was complaining like crazy: "Yes, yes, you are right. Just buckle it, buckle it, and when I open the Novice Village gift package, you will be the first one to gain experience points."
The so-called novice village gift package was something I accidentally discovered yesterday at the foot of the cliff in the back mountain - a black-robed man covered in black gas and unconscious, but with an aura so strong that I almost knelt down on the spot.
"It's a gamble! It's high risk and high reward. If this operation is done well, the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle!"
I turned around and walked towards the path leading to the back mountain again.
