His Understanding Is Incredible, Starting from a Poor Scholar

After traveling through time and being a poor scholar who only knew how to chew his old age, his parents had recently died and he was penniless. Xie Yingxuan almost starved to death. He was originally worried about how he would survive in this turbulent and treacherous fantasy world since he knew nothing, but fortunately, it didn't take long for him to trigger the golden finger of comprehension. Don't know all the ancient life skills? It doesn't matter. Bite! Skills: Chopping wood/cooking/hunting/burning fire has been learned. (Learning progress 100/100)] The threshold of the college is too high and you can't get in? It doesn't matter. Bite! Skills: Brilliant writing/generous righteousness/Learning the right way to speak. (Learning progress 100/100)] … Later, everyone in Haoyang Continent heard that there was a poor scholar from the south who had been randomly setting up stalls for ten years and betting with everyone who came over whether he could beat his opponent in the field that the opponent was good at. Without exception, everyone lost miserably. But the poor scholar knew more and more things. Until one day, I have been looking at you for a long time, and I am looking at you in white clothes. Xie Yingxuan looked down at Haoyang Continent and said with a smile: "The reason why I can cultivate to demigods is because there are only demigods in this world."