Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

S City Zhongshan Hospital

"Xiaotian, where is Xingchen? How is he now? What did the doctor say?"

The tall, respectably dressed young man walked quickly towards the operating room and asked the blood-soaked man sitting on the bench:

"I don't know, they are still resuscitating."

"What on earth is going on? He was fine this morning, why did he suddenly..."

At this time, a uniformed policeman came over and said to the young man:

"Hello, my last name is Liu, we are from the city's public security detachment, are you the injured Mo Xingchen...?"

"Hello, I'm his brother, Mo Bai, police officer, what's going on?"

"It's like this. We learned through surveillance that at around 1:30 p.m., at the intersection of Shengli Street, Comrade Mo Xingchen rescued a child from under a speeding car.

The driver and the vehicle involved in the accident have been brought back. According to feedback from the traffic police department, the accident was caused by a failure of the car's brake system, so it was initially determined to be an accidental traffic accident.

I personally admire Comrade Xingchen's behavior, but we have other things to do in the bureau so we will go back first. Please go to the bureau as soon as possible during the working day this week to discuss and deal with this matter."

After saying that, he nodded to the young man and left with another police colleague.

Mo Bai said nothing, sitting silently on another bench, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. Until the light on the operating room door went out, a doctor with blood on his clothes walked out of the door.

"Family of the patient?"

Mo Bai and Xiao Tian quickly stood up and walked towards the doctor in two steps, saying anxiously as they walked:

"Here, here, doctor, how is my brother now?"

The doctor just shook his head slightly. Mo Bai's heart skipped a beat when he saw the doctor's action.

"The patient is out of danger for now, but he has multiple fractures, and most importantly, a severe blow to the head. It's hard to say when he will wake up."

Mo Bai's heart had just calmed down, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes went dark and he staggered. Xiao Tian beside him hurriedly supported him.

"Doctor, this means that my brother might become a vegetable, right?"

The doctor nodded slightly without saying anything, then turned around and went back into the operating room.

.........

A gust of sea breeze blew, and the tide wet a man in casual clothes on the beach. Seagulls in the distance intersected with the setting sun, and a few flying fish yearning for the sky rushed out of the blue sea from time to time, forming a beautiful picture.

The man shuddered, opened his eyes, and got up from the ground. He first looked at his body and said:

"Yes! No limbs are missing."

He patted his body again and touched his pocket.

"Well, my cell phone is gone, huh? My cigarettes are gone, my lighter is gone too! Was I robbed?"

When I looked up, I saw the sea, and when I turned around, I saw the jungle again. I couldn't help but ask myself:

"By the way, where the hell am I?"

I looked at my body which was half wet by the sea water, and looked at the setting sun in the sky. I thought that no matter where I was now, whether it was a coastal city or an uninhabited desert island, I should explore the surroundings first.

Otherwise, when night falls, the temperature difference will make you catch a cold. If it is really an uninhabited island, you will be waiting to die.

After looking around, I chose a direction that looked flat and walked slowly along the beach. As I walked, I recalled that I seemed to have saved a child and then was hit by a car. Logically, I should have been receiving treatment in the hospital at this time.

But now I am in such a hellish place without any injuries. Was I in a coma and was healed? And then I was captured by a mysterious organization to play a real-life squid game?

Are you kidding me? This doesn't make sense. My brother wouldn't be such an idiot as to lose his own brother!

Then, excluding all the impossibilities, I was filled with scheming! Shit! I was hit by a car and traveled through time! Thinking about it, I covered my head and smiled bitterly:

"I'm not desperate about life. I have a brother who loves me, a group of close friends, and my family is not short of money. Why did I have to deal with such a ridiculous story? F*ck..."

"Ding"

Mo Xingchen, who was walking on the beach, suddenly heard the voice. He looked around subconsciously but didn't find anything unusual.

Oh! After all, he was a student from China who had gone through nine years of compulsory education. He had seen a pig run even if he had never eaten pork. He asked cautiously:

"system?"

"Mojia No. 1 Dream Chaser System is dedicated to serving you"

"Mohist school? Chasing dreams? Can you explain it?"

"This system was created by the founder of the Mohist School as an auxiliary tool for his direct descendants to use in their cultivation until they comprehend the Great Dao. Due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy on the ancestral star, many systems were lost or buried. By chance, the host opened it and came to this small world to help him cultivate, comprehending the Great Dao step by step from the lowest to the highest."

"I see. Although I still have many questions, you said that I should cultivate until I finally realize the great Dao. What should I do?"

“The following primary systems are available for host selection:

1. Breath of the Sun

2. Chakra System

3. Spirit System

4. Domineering system

5. Cultivation System"

"This is definitely the choice of cultivating immortality. Once I swallow a golden elixir, my fate will be decided by me!"

"Loading for the host, please wait..."

"Oh, by the way, which small world is this? What is the distribution of the camps in this world? Who are the top masters..."

"This world is the One Piece world that the host is familiar with, divided into navy, pirates..."

"OK, I understand! No need to introduce the background of the world. Is this world real or fake? What do I need to do? Are there any tasks?"

"There is nothing that the host must do, and there is no mission. This system is just an auxiliary tool, nothing more. Everything is decided by the host himself.

However, since the host has chosen the cultivation system, then please follow the true meaning of Taoism, be natural, do nothing, and act according to your heart. The system energy has been exhausted and is about to enter the charging mode. Please practice hard.

Finally, I wish you a prosperous life and long-lasting military luck! "

"The cultivation system has been loaded...

Name: Mo Xingchen

Race: Terran

Cultivation: Early stage of Qi refining

Skills: Misty Immortal Skills, Void Body Skills"

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"…Hmm? System? Tongzi? 6? Well, it seems to be really silent. But it doesn't matter. There is always a voice in my head, talking to myself. Others think I am crazy.

Although I still have many doubts, I will make the best of it now that I am here. I will first look around to see if there is anyone here before making any plans."

As his physique improved, Mo Xingchen began to move at high speed. After a few hours, he found a port and ran towards the lights. When he got there, he took a closer look and thought:

Oh, I’m lucky, it’s a small pub, but it’s a pity that Zhao Lei didn’t come to sing in Chengdu.

After pushing the door open, the people in the tavern took a look at the newcomer and found him to be a harmless young man, so they turned around and continued to drink and chat with their companions. At this time, the old man at the bar asked:

"Guest, what would you like to drink?"

Mo Xingchen scratched his head awkwardly and said:

"Old sir, the passenger ship I was on hit a reef. I drifted on the sea for two days and then drifted here. Can you think of a few days where I can stay with you? Of course, I can help with some manual labor, and you can just provide me with food, okay?"

Hearing this, the old man looked at Mo Xingchen carefully for a while and found that the young man had a dignified appearance and did not look like a vicious criminal. He was just a little dirty, but it could be seen that he was not carrying any weapons. He was about 1.8 meters tall and did not have much flesh on his body.

He scratched his head and smiled innocently. He looked friendly. I thought he was not a pirate or a bandit, so I shouted in the direction of the kitchen:

"Makino, come out!"