I'm going to restart my life

Chapter 99 [A Wonderful Reopening]

Li Chongkai hesitated for a while on "Cthulhu", then quickly jumped over, pretending not to see it.

He was still young and didn't want to confess himself.

"I just don't know which one in the Cthulhu myth this Cthulhu refers to, or does it just refer to Cthulhu?"

In the Cthulhu mythology, there are many characters who are greater than Cthulhu, such as Azathoth, the god of blindness and ignorance.

Thinking about it this way, it is still a good thing to specifically refer to Cthulhu here... No wonder!
Li Chongkai didn't want to meet any of them, and he didn't want to have anything to do with them at all.

Without thinking too much, Li Zhongkai quickly chose "Member of the Underworld", "Awakening", and "Shaping Flame +2".

The mod belongs to enhancement, with its own permanent presence, and the priority is very high.

Li Chongkai, who has a split personality, is even more afraid to choose. He is now building a foundation and cultivation base, and almost all the people affected by his every move can be used as a unit of tens of millions.

[Before the game starts, please set one of the last reopened talents "Mandate of Heaven" and "Oracle" as a resident talent. 】

"Choose [Orange Talent] "Destiny": Add 8 to the initial attribute."

[The talent "Destiny" has been resident, the talent "Oracle" has been preserved, and the real life has been archived]

The oracle should still be there until the next reality reopening.

Li Chongkai let out a breath slowly, no matter how outrageous the reopening life after the end of the world line is this time, he is already prepared!

【Reopen immediately! 】

………………

Da Chengguo.

Chang'an City.

Shouyang 24.

Not long after the Spring Festival, all the people in Chang'an City were filled with happy smiles.

Last year, the new emperor of Da Chengguo ascended the throne and cut taxes for three years. There is no room for everyone not to laugh.

Except for the beggars wandering on the streets of Chang'an City, because the tax cut has nothing to do with them.

"What did you dream about again? Tell me and listen!" A group of little beggars surrounded another little beggar.

The little beggars around nodded strangely: "Have you heard the story of reincarnation?"

The beggars shook their heads.

The little beggar stood on the stone steps and shouted loudly: "I dreamed of my previous life! There are towering buildings! People don't have to worry about food and clothing, and they have a place to depend on for their old age and a place for their children!"

"There we will no longer worry about poverty and suffering!"

"There we have human rights and spiritual freedom!"

The beggars showed yearning expressions one after another.

"What are human rights?"

"do not know."

"Just keep acting, why bother?"

Amidst the applause and envy of the beggars, the door of "Mo Mansion" opened behind them.A maid came out slowly from inside.

She smiled and said to the special little beggar: "Our master likes the story you tell very much. Here are some leftover food from the back kitchen, which is regarded as a gift from the master to you."

The beggars immediately swarmed up, snatching the food from the maid.After a while, the food was emptied.

But the maid was used to this, and specially left some food for the little beggar who told the story, and the little beggar was very polite and didn't fight for it just now.

Just after the Spring Festival, every household has some leftovers.

This is simply a beggar's paradise.

But there are so many beggars, and everyone is competing, so naturally each begs according to his ability.

So the little beggar who told the story set his sights on "Mo's Mansion".What I like most is some news about Guotai Minan.

Invite some atmosphere groups to set off the atmosphere, and then tell some irrelevant stories, so that you can stand out from the beggars with little talent.

Simply not too simple.

"Did you really dream about so many weird things?" The little maid looked at the little beggar curiously.

The little beggar devoured his food: "Of course! It's true!"

"Wow! You can speak idioms!" The little maid smiled. "That's right! What's your surname, what's your name?"

There are also many beggars who are from poor families, and it is not a big deal to have a name.

The little beggar stared blankly at the plaque of Mo Mansion.

"I have no name or last name..."

The little maid smiled slightly, this is great!What the master ordered can be done!

"Why don't you take our surname Mo! From today on, you won't have to beg for food again!"

"……it is good!"

The little beggar was led into Mo's mansion by the servant girl.

He sighed slightly, after such a long time arrangement, he finally got a long-term meal ticket.

It is difficult for him to explain what a long-term meal ticket is, but there is indeed such a word in his dream.

The little beggar felt that this word was very appropriate.

"I'm very smart, maybe I shouldn't belong to them." He looked at the blind beggars behind him who were fascinated by a little food, and thought so.

5 years old: With his intelligence, he changed his family situation.

……

Another year, the Hungry Ghost Festival.

The streets of Chang'an City were extremely noisy and full of people.

During festivals, there are many people on the street, and Mo Wuming and the servant girl are just two inconspicuous people among them.

"Nameless" was given to him by the master, he did not become a young master, but just became a servant like a maid, but this is enough, at least better than those beggars who have frozen to death.

There are cruise ships rowing in the lake, the boats are decorated with lanterns and festoons, the tops are painted with yellow lacquer, and the boat pillars are carved with carved beams and painted phoenixes.

People drink and fight against each other on the boat, and the ripples caused by the oars are rippling in the water, and rippling in the hearts of ordinary people.

"When can I get on this ship!"

People on the shore can't help but daydream.

But Mo Wuming just watched from afar, thinking in his heart: "This damn capitalist!"

This is also the word in the dream.

"Wu Ming, let's go! There are a lot of things to buy today!" The maid pulled Mo Wu Ming and walked to the market.

Mo Wuming also let the servant girl drag him forward, the more he walked, the clearer the storyteller's voice became.

The servant girl stopped, she also likes to listen to books when she is free, why not go shopping!I was rushing to walk just now, just to listen to the book.

Mo Wuming curled his lips, he can't watch the painting, you can just listen to the book!This is too double standard!
At this moment, the storyteller's voice also reached Mo Wuming's ears.

"If a bent tree is straight, it will eventually bend. It is difficult to raise a wolf as a dog to watch over the house."

It is a setting poem.

After hearing a few words, Mo Wuming always felt like he was scolding him.Then he called the maid to go elsewhere.

"Listen again." The servant girl said.

Mo Wuming had no choice but to find a place to squat up, and he didn't listen to the words that followed.

"It doesn't take long to dye cormorants black with ink, but it's not long to paint crows white."

"Candied Coptis chinensis must be bitter in the end, but hard-picked melons and fruits cannot be sweet."

"Good deeds have to be done by good people. How can a mortal be a god?"

……

Mo Wuming beat Ton for a while, and then was called out by the maid.

"Have you finished listening?" Mo Wuming asked in a daze.

"No, there's a fight over there!"

"How did you fight?"

"A man in a yellow mandarin jacket got off the boat, and he said..."

"God, why can't mortals do it?"

(End of this chapter)