Chapter 1 Sweeping and Odd Jobs

  It's been a month today, Wu Ming shook his head, dressed up, picked up the big broom in front of the door and went out.

  From the beginning of inexplicably playing games to crossing over into this world, Wu Ming's emotions have been on a rollercoaster ride from initial confusion to later excitement and finally disappointment, making this month feel like a complete and thrilling serial drama. He has gained many insights in his heart, and now it seems he also has some calm acceptance of fate.

  Isn't it just a poor fate? Isn't it just sweeping the floor? It's just one lifetime, anyway! Maybe it's not so bad, there's nothing big to worry about here, after all, I was an orphan in my previous life, with no attachments.

  Carrying the broom and heading out, a new day's work is about to begin. There is only one side hall in the library, and it will take about an hour to sweep it clean. After that, I'll go with other miscellaneous workers to have breakfast, and then wait until the afternoon when the disciples disperse before sweeping again. That's roughly a day's work. The work isn't hard, with only about four hours of work per day, and includes room and board, plus a monthly salary of twenty taels. This kind of job is hard to find even if you're carrying a lantern in your previous life.

  It's just a pity that there's no way to cultivate! This is also why Wu Ming had such ups and downs, this gap was really too big. He thought that heaven would bring himself to this world, then he should live out a wonderful life, but his roots were extremely poor, even the outer disciples in the sect were stronger than him by countless times. Simply put, he couldn't even enter the outer door of Xuan Tian Sect, and being able to do miscellaneous chores was already a favor from the older generation.

  As for the older generation, Wu Ming was also an orphan in this world. He was brought back by a certain elder of the Xuantian Sect, but unfortunately, his roots were extremely poor, so he could only let him do miscellaneous chores. This was much better than wandering outside. According to Wu Ming's memory records, originally Wu Ming did not know his own name. The name Wu Ming was given by that elder, and Wu Ming was just a nameless person.

  Up to now, Wu Ming has been in Xuantian Sect for about ten years. From the beginning of chopping firewood and burning water to doing some simple tasks, he is now sweeping the floor, which is also easy and carefree. Those who are in charge know that he was brought back by a certain elder, so they naturally don't make things difficult for him. Besides, making things difficult for an honest and kind child would indeed make people point fingers.

  Xuantian Sect is not small, with thirty inner door disciples, three hundred outer door disciples, plus the elders and sect masters' personally accepted true transmission disciples, plus miscellaneous servants, there are more or less four to five hundred people. In this Tiandu mountain range of thousands of miles, it is also one of the top two major sects, and countless people at the foot of the mountain want to join but cannot enter.

  "Knock knock knock..."

  The great bell of the Xuantian Sect rang out, indicating that the disciples had finished their morning lessons and it was time to eat. Coincidentally, Wu Ming's work on hand was also completed at this moment, and the timing was just right. After putting away the broom in his room, Wu Ming didn't go to the cafeteria but instead headed straight for the miscellaneous goods hall.

  This miscellaneous hall is the place where the major and minor chores of the Xuantian Sect are managed. There is a general manager, three managers. And today is the day to issue wages, followed by a day off. It's quite humane, but for Wu Ming, it's not very useful, he has plenty of rest time every day, whether or not there is this day off is irrelevant.

  Twenty taels of silver is not a small amount, the ordinary people in the city only spend three or four taels per month. But Wu Ming didn't mind much, his previous salary was hardly spent and now he has accumulated over 2,000 taels of white silver. For a fifteen-year-old kid, this is a huge fortune. However, silver plays a big role in secular life, but for warriors, it's not that important, what they value more is the spirit stone.

  "Wu Ming, Wu Ming, wait a minute! Don't be in such a hurry to leave! I've got some good news for you, brother. Take a look and see if you're interested?" Manager Li of the Miscellaneous Goods Hall called out with a smile, stopping Wu Ming who had taken the silver and was about to leave.

  "Haha, what's the good news? You old man won't be asking me to treat you to a drink again, will you?" Wu Ming remembered this old man, who often asked Wu Ming to buy him drinks. However, the old man was not bad and didn't bully people. It was because of him that Wu Ming got assigned to this easy and high-paying job of sweeping the floor. Otherwise, such a comfortable and well-paid job would never have fallen to Wu Ming.

  Old Li winked and whispered, "Hehe, don't say I didn't warn you, but you can't escape this drink. You've always wanted to practice martial arts, right? But your roots aren't good enough, even if you listen to the transmission of the old master every day, you won't be able to cultivate any internal energy. Didn't Old Sun from the Scripture Pavilion quit his job this month? I'll recommend you for the job, and it's easier than sweeping the courtyard, plus you get 30 taels of silver as a monthly stipend. And you can even go inside to read scriptures! How about that? Wasn't this drink worth it?"

  "Go to the Zang Jing Pavilion? Hehe, let's go and have a drink!" Wu Ming's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again. Now that he was already 15 years old, what hope was there left? But it wouldn't hurt to try, at least it was better than just staying put.

  "Haha, I knew you'd be tempted!" Old Li burst out laughing.

  It's not just anyone who can sweep the Scripture Pavilion, you have to be of good character and unable to practice martial arts. Otherwise, even inner disciples are restricted from entering the Scripture Pavilion, but you're able to enter every day to sweep, isn't that breaking the rules? The opportunity to browse through the secret martial arts manuals is something that even true disciples would fight tooth and nail for.

  Xuantian Sect's cafeteria, Wu Ming ordered a few small dishes and also asked for several catties of white wine. The two people just sat in the corner drinking cup after cup.

  When it comes to drinking, Wu Ming was brought over by Old Li in the past and has been drinking for three years now. Occasionally not having a couple of drinks would make him feel a bit anxious.

  After drinking, he returned to his small room to rest for a while. In the afternoon, he took the broom and went to the side hall of the Scripture Pavilion to sweep the floor. Today, he didn't have any interest in listening to Master Transmission's explanation of martial arts. Anyway, he had to go to the Scripture Pavilion tomorrow. If he could find a way to solve his own root bone problem, he would go listen again. If not, even if he listened for another ten years, it would be useless.

  After sweeping the yard, Wu Ming returned to his own house and sat cross-legged on the bed, silently reciting his heart method as usual.

  Just as I was about to clear my mind, a voice suddenly echoed in my brain: "Ding... one month's time is up, the Super Martial Arts Realm System has been activated! System integration in progress... Integration successful, you can log in to the Martial Arts Realm once a month!"

  Wu Ming was shocked in his heart, what? What system? What voice is this?

  Before he could even feel fear, Wu Ming found that his mind had an additional crystal clear space like a crystal palace in mythology. At this time, Wu Ming also disappeared from the room and appeared in this space. The empty space had nothing except for a bronze gate.

  "Will you enter the martial arts realm in a month? If there is no response, it will default to entry in ten seconds, ten, nine..." A voice appeared in this space.

  "What? What martial arts realm?" Wu Ming asked, still perplexed.

  "Three, two, one..." Before Wu Ming could react, the bronze gate in space suddenly opened, and a massive suction force pulled him in.

  "The authentic version of the martial arts game has begun, as the only player, you will start a different journey, good luck!" Another mechanical voice sounded in Wu Ming's mind. At the same time, a clairvoyant eye appeared, and a radar also appeared in the upper left corner.

  "This, here...... isn't this the newbie village of that online game that's touted as the strongest in history?" Wu Ming looked at this small village and was instantly shocked. It seemed like he had entered the world of that game he used to play in his past life? That online martial arts game that was said to be the most powerful and realistic in history? He remembered that in his past life, he had played it until level 60 and was considered a minor expert.

  As Wu Mingyi moved, a lot of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

  Name: Wu Ming

  Martial Arts Level: 0

  Experience points: 0/10

  Radish: 1

  Heart Method: None

  Martial Arts: None

  Equipment: None

  Dan medicine: none

  Time: 29 days and 11 hours

  Task: Newbie Task 1: Find the Village Head, obtain equipment.

  Newbie Task 2: Leave the newbie village, gain 10 experience points.

  "Isn't this data just from my account? Except for the player name being different, everything else is almost identical, including the interface. It looks like it's real! So..."

  Suddenly, Wu Ming rushed out like a madman. He arrived at the village entrance, found the NPC Village Chief of Xinshou Village, received a hatchet and three days' worth of dry rations, but instead of directly leaving the village to fight for those ten experience points, he turned around and ran back into the village.

  "Damn it, I'm going to erupt! Haha... Even if my roots are poor, what can be done? ...As long as I can find that ultimate technique, even if my foundation is already set, what can be done? Haha..."

  Wu Ming, who had played up to level 60, was very clear that this game actually had a very fair setting. No matter who was born, they only had a little bit of innate talent, similar to their current body. This required players to find elixirs or upgrade levels later on, and also cultivate internal skills through secret manuals, which relied on the player's own efforts.

  Finally slowing down, panting heavily, Wu Ming arrived at the back of the village. Behind the village was a large mountain with cliffs that were nearly 300-400 meters high. However, it wasn't particularly difficult to climb, and there were many footholds, probably intentionally designed that way.

  "It's here, right here! Haha, if it wasn't for someone leaking the information in my past life, who would have thought that such a profound skill was hidden here? Hehe, now I'm actually benefiting from it! As long as my foundation grows, cultivating martial arts will be easy!"

  At this time, Wu Ming seemed to have gone mad and started rock climbing.

  It's over three to four hundred meters high. If Wu Ming's current body wasn't strong enough, he really wouldn't have been able to climb up. However, even so, it took almost half a day to reach the top, and by then he was completely exhausted, too lazy to even move his fingers.

  In my previous life, when I played this game, like most players, I went to the village chief and received a hatchet. With three days' worth of dry rations, I rushed out of the newbie village to fight for experience and level up. If it wasn't for a certain player being bored later on, no one would have thought that there was an incomplete, ultimate skill here. Although it's incomplete and can't be used in actual combat or cultivated into internal energy, it has one huge advantage: it can increase one's foundation!

  The growth of the root bone, this is the most difficult part of the entire game. It's like Wu Ming, who had played to level 60 in his previous life, didn't have any extraordinary encounters, didn't get any special elixirs, and his root bone was only at 30 points, which was still considered not bad, but compared to those big shots, the gap wasn't ordinary. If he could double his root bone, he would probably already be at level 70 or 80.

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