Alien Summoning System

Chapter 107 Breakthrough
In just one month, less than 50 meters away from Zhulong Village, a manor has taken shape.

This past month has undoubtedly been the happiest month for the people in Zhulongzhai. There is work to do, and the wages are not low, 20 yuan a day, and it is paid on a daily basis, and one meal is taken care of at noon.

Although I don't know why such a rich person would build a house in such a poor place, but for these working people living at the bottom, this is not the most important thing. They have money and food Eat, nothing else matters, although Zhuo Ao has only been here three times in the past month, and most of the time, the project is directly handed over to the charter woman to take care of it, but everyone has not been lazy because of this.

The poor in this period are quite kind, and they are also afraid that a big customer will finally come, but they will be kicked out because of their own laziness. You know, the wages here can be as high as rice for a month in three days , and it’s not far from Zhulongzhai, the earning in one month can equal to the past year’s, and those who do a good job will be given an extra 100 yuan at the end of the month, and the coolie will get an excellent award of 100 yuan, which will also let everyone’s The enthusiasm for work has never been higher, and the work is even harder.

"Actually, even without those rewards, these bastards wouldn't dare to steal and play tricks with me watching." Standing outside the construction site, the charter woman stared at a few workers who had stopped to rest, and said displeased.

"From now on, we'll be neighbors. Life is hard these days. If you can help, please help." Zhuo Ao took a sip of tea, looked at the busy construction site, and said indifferently.

"If you ask me, these bastards have been working hard all their lives, and you are considered a person of status. Even if you live here in the future, don't mix with these people. After a long time, you will become like them Nothing."

Zhuo Ao nodded noncommittally. He quite agrees with these words. People can influence each other. In the movie, Coolie Qiang, Agui, and Master Rabbit are also considered masters, but in a crowd, that's not enough. I can see the temperament of a master. To put it mildly, it's called a hermit, but in fact, they are lost in the crowd. If there is no such incident, I am afraid that they will be buried here for the rest of their lives. The ending in the movie may be the same for them. Best of all, at least someone remembers them.

"By the way, I never knew what kind of business you do?" During this time, Zhuo Ao had become acquainted with the charterer and the charterer. Now that they were chatting, the charterer asked curiously, and then said: " Don't mind, if you don't want to say it, just pretend I didn't ask."

"Just treat me as an artist." Zhuo Ao stood up, Suizhou picked up a steel bar on the ground, looked at the hot scene in front of him, and sketched on the ground casually: "Actually, if people like us really want money, There are many ways."

The charter woman couldn't help being silent when she heard the words, she naturally knew what Zhuo Ao's words meant, the anti-theft measures in this era are not high, if experts like them really want money, they can just walk around the rich family's house, and the money they get is almost nothing. Enough for many people to eat for a lifetime.

"However, the prohibition of chivalrous use of martial arts has been a very serious social problem since ancient times. Although Shanghai is in chaos now, this situation should not last for long. After the country is unified, no matter who is in power, these things in Shanghai are regarded as Cancer, so if I want to live a more comfortable life in the future, I should take advantage of the transformation now, and it is best to have a cooking skill."

"Huh?" When the charter woman wanted to change the subject, the charter man at the side let out a light snort. During the time of speaking, Zhuo Ao had already drawn a picture on the ground with steel bars, which was exactly the scene in front of him, although I don't know much about painting, but it is not easy to draw these things with a steel bar in such a short time, and let people see the content at a glance.

"With this ability, no matter where I go in the future, I'm afraid I won't be hungry." The charterer nodded approvingly.

"You know how to paint?" The renter gave him a sideways look and said disdainfully.

"Uh... a little." The chartered public said.

"Pigs with scallions in their noses, what are you pretending to be?" the renter snorted coldly.

Looking at the embarrassed charterer, Zhuo Ao smiled slightly, as if he hadn't seen it, sometimes, marrying a woman with too strong personality may not be a blessing for a man, but this kind of thing, if you like it, he will There's no need to worry about it, the original conversation gradually changed, and Zhuo Ao's thoughts began to drift to other places.

During this period of time, his energy was almost devoted to cultivation, but the results were a bit frustrating. During this period of time, he studied all his martial arts secrets and tried to integrate these things into his words and deeds. This is of course difficult, but when practicing calligraphy and painting, you can incorporate some of the true meaning of martial arts into it. The so-called "different routes lead to the same goal" probably means this. The reason for the artistic conception.

It's just that this artistic conception is the artistic conception of martial arts, not the artistic conception of calligraphy and painting. In the way of calligraphy and painting, Zhuo Ao is far from being regarded as a master. This kind of thing, like martial arts, depends on ink and wash skills in addition to talent. Enough basic skills, no matter how good the talent is, it will be useless in the end.

As time went on, when Zhuo Ao came over occasionally to take a look, before he knew it, a mansion with a duplex garden structure was built next to the pig cage village. From a distance, the two buildings were not far apart, but the style of painting was different. It is very uncoordinated, as if it is a satire on the gap between the rich and the poor in this society.

But for the residents of Zhulongzhai, it is a matter of face to have such a wealthy family in front of them.

In the early morning, Zhuo Ao had nothing to do, so he sat at Agui's noodle stall. Although the gap between the rich and the poor is serious in this era, when it comes to food, roadside stalls can also be eaten at ease, except that the variety is not as complete as those of those big restaurants , In addition to being beautiful, the taste is still good. Since the completion of the villa, Zhuo Ao has become his otaku with peace of mind, and there is no cook at home. Most of the time, the problem of eating is with Agui. while solving.

"Mr. Zhuo, your breakfast is the old rules." Agui said with a pleasant smile as he brought a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork porridge, a few deep-fried dough sticks and two dishes of side dishes to Zhuo Ao's dining table.

"Actually, with your ability, it's a pity to be buried here." Zhuo Ao said with a smile while eating breakfast, looking at Agui.

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite." Agui shook his head. At this time, most people had already started to find work, but very few people came here for breakfast. Agui sat opposite Zhuo Ao and smiled wryly. road.

Zhuo Ao's existence of the three masters in Zhuolong Village is no longer a secret, and the three of them seldom pretend when there are no outsiders.

"Maybe, if you need it in the future, you can come to me." Zhuo Ao nodded, and didn't try to persuade him any more. The three masters in the pig cage village are all good, Hong's Iron Line Fist, Twelve-Road Tan Leg, and Wulang Bagua Stick , all of them are regarded as internal fists, the three of them can cultivate to the seventh level, which is really good in this era, which made Zhuo Ao love talents. Guaranteed, but it is more than enough to reach the acquired peak.

"Definitely." Agui glanced at Zhuo Ao and nodded, but the perfunctory meaning in his eyes was obvious.

"Ah Gui, pay the bill." At this time, the charterer stood up drunkenly and greeted, if he hadn't spoken, Zhuo Ao would hardly have noticed the existence of this alcoholic.

"Bao Zugong, this meal, please." Agui stood up, and the small man's smooth smile was restored on his face, and he went forward to pack another fried dough stick for Bao Zugong, and supported Bao Zugong to be fair.

"You are really sensible!"

Seeing that the charterer took away a few fried dough sticks, Zhuo Ao shook his head, did he pretend to be sick?It's just that for some reason, looking at the scenes of people fighting and rowdy in this pig cage village, there is a sense of tranquility in my heart. I haven't felt that kind of tranquility for a long time. It's a bit like the life in the campus in my previous life.

A wonderful feeling surged into his heart, that kind of peaceful feeling made Zhuo Ao's mind surprisingly calm, even his mind gradually became blank, in the depths of his soul, some kind of inexplicable change happened without him. Some kind of metamorphosis has occurred under the perceived situation.

Some things, if you are too persistent, you will not be able to ask for it, planting flowers intentionally but not blooming, unintentionally planting willows and willows to make shade, this kind of situation is very common in martial arts, but in Zhuo Ao's heart, the desire to become stronger is too persistent, There was never a moment of relaxation, but it made it impossible to take this last step.

A faint coercion gradually pervaded, Agui and the charterer felt it at the same time, and looked at Zhuo Ao.

"This is..." Agui looked at Zhuo Ao in a daze, he knew that Zhuo Ao knew martial arts, and he might be even better than himself, but it was only at this moment, when the faint coercion was revealed, that he knew that in front of him, It turned out to be a peerless master.

Subconsciously, Agui looked at Baozugong, only to see that Baozugong had staggered away, Agui couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't want the world of warriors to break the peaceful life here.

"Warrior's limit? I have actually touched the legendary realm!" In a direction that Agui could not see, a clear light flashed in the eyes of the originally drunk-eyed charterer, and then he returned to his drunken look, and looked at it with a smile. Looking at the girl who was walking towards him: "Xiao Zhu, have you grown taller again? Uncle will measure your body."

(End of this chapter)