Tong Xiao traveled through time.
It wasn't the kind of vigorous and miraculous way of wearing something, it was the way of being knocked unconscious by a purple-gold lightning and having to lie in the hospital for seven days before waking up.
After waking up, he found that he had been transported to a world without anime, games, or any works he recognized. I yelled at the system for three days and no one answered me. I almost thought I had gotten some "Cruel Reality Flow" script.
Until he randomly touched an old toy with a faucet at a roadside stall.
[Ding—The Treasure Hunting System in the Heavens is successfully bound!
From then on, Tong Xiao's life style completely went astray.
While others live-streamed singing and dancing, he live-streamed appraising treasures - from "plastic figures" found for five yuan at a roadside stall to the Philosopher's Stone in Fullmetal Alchemist; from Kamen Rider's transformation belt to Ultraman's Beta Wand.
The audience in the live broadcast room was full of ridicule from the beginning——
"Isn't this anchor just a fool? He uses broken toys to identify treasures?"
And he himself, wearing a loose casual jacket, casually grabbing his hair twice, explained to the audience the origin, function, and use of each treasure without expression throughout the whole process, and by the way - he punched the monster that suddenly appeared.
The Anomaly Management Bureau of the Yanhuang Empire came to visit, the Ise Shrine of the Sun Kingdom sent people to assassinate him, and the SHIELD Bureau of the Stars and Stripes Kingdom sent an invitation.
Tong Xiao: Oh. (Continue browsing roadside stalls)
Live broadcast room audience: No... Brother, can you have a sense of crisis?
Reader comments
It's so beautiful. Anyone who likes history should read it. I don't know how the author had the courage to write a novel.
It's so beautiful. Anyone who likes history should read it. I don't know how the author had the courage to write a novel.