The plot sum is against this seat [Transmigration Book]

One person and one sword were relatively speechless. After a long while of silence, Shen Chunmian spoke first: "Senior, you see that it's not good for us to be related to each other all the time. We are both adults, so we should give each other some privacy. What do you say?" Yes or no?"

Lian Qingyun hesitated for a moment: "Privacy? Don't worry, I can't see what's inside your clothes." [Note]

Shen Chunmian: ...

It feels like the generation gap between them is still too big.

"No," Shen Chunmian tried to explain to him, "The junior means, is there any way to temporarily block the signal between you and me... Or, let me think about it—we temporarily cut off the signal." This emotional connection, yes, can you understand what the younger generation means?"

Lian Qingyun pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "I can't."

Shen Chunmian was a little anxious: "Is it because the younger generation is not clear enough?"

"What this deity means is that the communication between you and me cannot be easily cut off," Lian Qingyun said coldly, "Anyway, this deity is not interested in your little secret, so you don't have to bother to cover it up."

Shen Chunmian crossed his legs unhappily, was depressed for a while, and then coaxed himself a few words, and finally figured it out.

Anyway, even the voices of Qingyun on the left and right could not fall into the ears of others, and he felt that the magic cultivator who lived in the sword should also be a bug-like existence, otherwise, with their spiritual connection, his little Insignificant people set value, and they can be defeated in a short while.

After Shen Chunmian figured it out, he held his breath again and settled down again.

This time, he came into the void without any hindrance.

Shen Chunmian immediately looked up at his personal settings, but after that glance, Shen Chunmian rubbed his unnecessary eyes in disbelief.

I saw that above the void, the value of his column had directly soared to ten thousand and one!

He is rich!

Shen Chunmian is like a lucky guy who suddenly won a million-dollar prize. If it weren't for Lian Qingyun watching outside, he could have jumped up and down in this closed cave.

This is a windfall! This is it!

After he calmed down, Shen Chunmian suddenly saw a line of small red characters under that section of personal settings: Congratulations on successfully passing through the thunder disaster. The system has rewarded you with an increase of [-] points in your personal settings. Xizhou keep working hard!

Sure enough, it is the pursuit of wealth and danger, a thunder catastrophe adds [-] points, if there are a few more rounds, won't he realize the freedom of human setting?

It's a pity that even if he is willing to take this risk, there are not so many thunder disasters in the sky to strike.

Just when Shen Chunmian was triumphant, he suddenly noticed that the darkening value of the protagonist's attack in the line below the value set by others seemed to light up inexplicably.

The previous line of values ​​was still gray and dark, but now, looking carefully, the gray and white seemed to glow, probably because he sensed his gaze, and the word "unknown" at the end of the progress bar flashed twice, and gradually emerged. an accurate value.

One thousand... 830 million, and there are still some odds.

No way, how can it be blackened as soon as it comes up?Then what the hell is he stopping?Just wait for death!

Although he thought so, Shen Chunmian couldn't give up on himself like this.

He froze for a while in the void, then hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind to call the grumpy customer service.

Sure enough, as soon as the connection was made, the irritable mood in the customer service's tone was palpable: "It's okay to ask people to work overtime during the statutory holidays, and there is no overtime pay. I will quit after this month's work... Fuck, what a broken system, report it The function that has been used several times is not well done, and the broken function of automatic connection is poured out so quickly..."

He only heard him swearing for a while, and then miraculously changed his tone in the next second: "Hello, Mr. Shen, what do you need?"

Shen Chunmian: ...

Good, amazing, this ability to switch lines freely can be said to be more professional than many "actors" he knows.

Although the voices of the two were very similar, Shen Chunmian still recognized that he was not the original customer service person. The way they spoke and the pauses in their tone were very different.

"You were not before..."

"Oh, the gentleman who received you before resigned the day before yesterday, and you happened to be assigned to me."

Shen Chunmian originally wanted to chat with him again, after all, after living in the cultivation world for so many days, he finally found someone from the original world, and for a while he had the illusion of "meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land".

But listening to the speed of the customer service's two sentences wishing to combine them into one sentence, Shen Chunmian still wisely withdrew his desire to express.

Shen Chunmian first carefully explained the ins and outs of his encounter with that bug-like magic cultivator, and then asked, "Does his existence affect my personality?"

"In theory, it doesn't affect it," the customer service said, "The existence of this character should be a side task that you accidentally triggered."

"Then if this task is not completed, it shouldn't affect anything, right?"

"Theoretically, it does."

Shen Chunmian thought for a while, and then asked again: "Then what... the blackening value of the protagonist's attack was given 10,000+ from the beginning, is this normal?"

The customer service continued to perfunctory: "It stands to reason."

Shen Chunmian: ...

If these two sentences suddenly disappeared from the world, the customer service person might not be able to speak.

Immediately afterwards, the two chatted for a few more words, and Shen Chunmian hardly got any useful information from it, only knowing that the system gave a pretty good benefit.

Because I understand that he is a modern person after all, so he doesn't need to practice like the practitioners in this world. If he needs it, he only needs to sit in the void and get the same results as their closed-door practice.

Shen Chunmian was originally worried that he might not be able to get out of the customs in ten or eight years, but now that he heard the good news, he was relieved anyway.

After cutting off the call, Shen Chunmian entered the interface of the system store again, and drew a few more rounds of blind boxes without giving up, who knew that what was drawn was still piles of vegetable and fruit seeds.

Shen Chunmian sighed helplessly, thinking that there really is nothing serious about this book-traversing system.

Immediately afterwards, he touched left and right in the void boredly. After realizing that this place was really boring, he let his consciousness float in the void, and entered into concentration seriously.

With my eyes closed, half a month has passed.

When Shen Chunmian woke up again, he felt that his bones were about to collapse from sleep, and his whole body was so light that it seemed that there was only a wisp of soul left.

He stretched slowly, then yawned, turned his head to look at the thin moonlight coming in from the hole, and said to himself, "Why did you sleep until night?"

The long sword lying next to him sighed softly, as if the elder was teaching the younger generation: "You have slept for fifteen days, as a cultivator, how can you still fall asleep in one sleep?"

"Fifteen days?!" Shen Chunmian was shocked, he thought he had only slept for ten hours at most, "Is this hibernation?"

Lian Qingyun ignored his fussy country bumpkin appearance, and only asked insincerely, "Did you use some unknown secret method during these days of deep sleep?"

Shen Chunmian quickly restrained his emotions, and asked back: "How do you say?"

"It's nothing," Lian Qingyun said calmly, "It's just that what you practice is the art of harvesting and nourishing, but you don't want to enjoy the furnace cauldron that was sent, and it is reasonable to say that it will take at least three months to deal with the damage caused by the thunder from the sky." You can barely recover, but in the past ten days, your injuries... have healed very quickly."

Shen Chunmian raised his eyebrows slightly, Lian Qingyun's remarks showed that he didn't know where his spiritual consciousness had been in the past ten days.

And it is very possible that when he completely enters the void, his spiritual sense connection with the Demon Lord will be disconnected, and the existence of the void indirectly creates a signal jammer between the two of them.

"Signal jammer?" Lian Qingyun chuckled, "Interesting, no wonder you and I have been inexplicably disconnected for ten days since you entered into samadhi."

Although he couldn't understand what it was and what it was useful for, in order to put on an air as much as possible, he still half-guessed and pretended to be profound.

After Shen Chunmian learned that he couldn't keep an eye on him all the time, his mood improved a lot. He stepped over the long sword and got off the stone bed. hides.

"The junior is leaving first." Shen Chunmian smiled slyly at the long sword, "You can continue to sleep."

"What the deity asked you about earlier..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Chunmian passed the restriction of the cave entrance, and with a flick of his hand, his figure gradually became transparent.

The cold mountain wind passed through his bones at night, and his whole body was as light as an invisible moonlight.

It turns out that this is the body of a half-immortal, the realm of the void.

"Stop!" Lian Qingyun's tone was a bit frightened and angry, "Why didn't you take this deity out with you?"

Shen Chunmian didn't answer, but walked further and further away.

Lian Qingyun's tone softened at this moment, and he coaxed in a low voice: "When you come back, the deity will tell you some secrets again. With your speed of practice, the next punishment from heaven will surely come soon. , don't you want to know how this deity saved you from Tianlei?"

Seeing that he was still unmoved, Lian Qingyun's tone gradually increased: "Shen Chunmian, do you think you can escape? No matter where you go, you can't get rid of this deity..."

Shen Chunmian heard his next words intermittently and intermittently, until his voice completely disappeared, and Shen Chunmian stopped walking.

really.

When Shen Chunmian just came out, he thought, since the connection between him and Lian Qingyun is somewhat similar to the bluetooth headset, then this connection will be delayed with the change of distance until it is completely disconnected.

Just now after hearing Lian Qingyun's anxious voice, Shen Chunmian had a certain resolution in his heart, and now seeing that he was completely disconnected from his spiritual consciousness, he was completely relieved.

After getting rid of the trouble of Lian Qingyun, Shen Chunmian walked around the mountain behind the Lihen Sect in a refreshed manner, enjoying the natural mountain breeze, evening stars, and the clear fragrance of plants in the forest.

Then he suddenly discovered that he had traveled so far all the way, not only had he never seen a single palace or house, but this place was clearly the Lihen Sect, which was singing and singing every night, and he hadn't even seen a single ghost.

No, he seems to be... lost.

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[Note] The word privacy first appeared in China in the early years of the Zhou Dynasty, meaning clothes.