Chapter 1 Me and Three Gold Coins

Hefengji, April 4th, 4113.

The fall of night did not bring any peace to the city, and the shops on both sides of the bluestone streets were crowded with people.

The shop owner and the clerks were very busy, but even so, their magic stone loudspeakers still kept ringing.

"Take a look, take a look. Do you have the battle ax that the dwarf forger master Simon personally made? Do you have it? Do you have it? Today's special offer is only forty silver coins!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by. The top-quality sword dropped from the third floor of the dungeon. Look at the pattern, the blade, and the material. As long as you wear it, no matter where you go, you will be like a sword. Shining star! Now the price is greatly reduced, only fifty silver coins, fifty silver coins!"

"It's a perfect carbon steel mithril dagger. Elf beauties have shined, and fairy girls have shed tears. As long as you wear it, no matter you are walking sideways, jumping or crawling, wherever you go, you can show your richness." You look like a domineering president, and you only need twenty silver coins, so why hesitate, it’s really worth the money, it’s a real jumping-off-the-floor sale!”

"What a bunch of vulgar people, so vulgar!"

I curled my lips and looked around greedily, my sour grapes mentality bursting out again, and I cursed in a low voice.

Forgot to introduce, I am An Xiaoyi, a time traveler.

In my last life, I was a 28-year-old otaku who loved Ol and Lolita. I read countless pornographic videos from various island countries. I was an ordinary uncle who had countless dreams but lived a mediocre life.

Just by putting in eye drops, I traveled through time on my own.

When he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by blood and mutilated limbs. He stood up and walked for several miles, but no one could be found alive, only the ruins of collapsed houses and unbroken walls.

Returning to the original place, looking at the familiar face lying in a pool of blood with a surprised expression before death, an inexplicable pain and loss welled up in his heart. The sad feeling was like a child watching his own. It's like parents are gone forever.

However, the parents of the original owner of this body have indeed passed away forever.

Just now.

Yes, this was an unlucky kid who killed his parents and destroyed the entire village.

Finally getting used to this body, I sat on the stone and read the child's entire memory, and finally figured out the cause and effect of the whole thing.

It turns out that all this was not the will of the child, but his left hand was the initiator.

It was an arm with inexplicable black patterns since birth. Whenever the child was excited, this arm would take away the child's mind and release extremely terrifying destructive power in an instant.

This kind of thing has happened more than once. The last time was when he was five years old. He was chased by a huge lion and had no way to escape. It was caused by extreme fear.

When he opened his eyes again, the lion had turned into a puddle of flesh, and all the vegetation within a few dozen meters had turned into fly ash.

Since then, the arm has been wrapped in thick linen.

Coincidentally, since the pattern on the arm was tightly wrapped, such a disaster has never happened again.

Everything should have been very ordinary until that day. .

During the argument between the child and his parents, the child angrily tore off the linen on his left arm, and what happened next.

After understanding the cause and effect, I felt some sympathy for this child.

But now that I have taken over this body and have a new beginning, I do not intend to continue to waste it like in my previous life.

This body is only sixteen years old. At the same age, it can do many 'great' things that it dared to think about but did not dare to do in its previous life, even though it has some congenital flaws. .

I glanced at the pattern on the left arm of my new body and curled my lips, but it was still acceptable.

I tied my left arm, stood up, and was about to leave this desolate place. Suddenly, a faint voice came from the bottom of my heart, like a child's whisper: "Please... help me... find... this arm... the real one." reason."

Then, his left arm twitched.

I was startled and almost jumped up.

But after calming down, he sighed, sympathy surged up again, and said: "Okay, okay, I promise you, just think of it as the price of taking over this body."

Ever since, my first life goal was established.

If I want to achieve this goal, I must first survive. Looking at the half-dark sky, I muttered to myself, at least I have to have a place to live.

The village had been reduced to ruins, and they had no choice but to stay in a small hotel in a neighboring village.

I have a habit that I brought from my previous life. No matter which hotel I stay in, I always find a mirror and take a look at it. It can be regarded as a sign of narcissism.

When I first looked in the mirror, I was shocked by myself.

Although the boy's face is very handsome, what does the messy white hair look like? Is it unconventional or is he born with a lack of vitamin B?

I was angry and wanted to find a place where I could get a haircut and dye my hair, but the moment I walked out of the village and entered the town, I felt relieved.

What does gray hair mean? What does it mean to be non-mainstream? At least I am still a human being. There are so many weird things in this world.

This continent is called Zephyr Continent. It is a very awesome continent because it is the only continent on the entire planet.

There are all kinds of species living on the continent, including humans, orcs, elves, goblins, dwarves, and goblins.

It is not difficult to see that all races get along harmoniously, benefit from each other, and even live in harmony with each other. From time to time, there will be an orcish wife holding the arm of her human husband and leading a half-blooded half-breed boy around the streets happily. Scenes.

If they were on Earth, this family of three would probably be imprisoned by the relevant departments. There is no doubt that the mother and child would undergo various dissections and analyses. As for the father, it is estimated that they would be sent to a mental hospital and treated as a key research object.

Fortunately, this is the Zephyr Continent.

I have lived here for five years. Compared with the previous life, I have not changed much - I am still as poor.

The only three gold coins in his pocket were all he had.

The damaged tachi on the back needs to be repaired, the clothes that were torn into tatters in the fight need to be changed, and the stomach that has been beating in protest just now needs to be filled.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh, and deeply doubted whether the profession of adventurer was reliable or not. Should I try another profession, for example -

After scanning the surrounding shops, I finally shrugged helplessly.

There are all kinds of businesses in Hefeng Continent, including blacksmithing, medicine making, vegetable growing, meat selling, and sleeping. Ahem, anyway, they are all kinds and complicated, and not enough to illuminate the earth.

But the most popular profession is adventurer.

There are also adventurers on the earth, but the adventurers on the earth are either some idle experts or a group of rich people who live a boring life and look for exciting ways to make a living.

The adventurers of Zephyr Continent are different from those cats and dogs.

Here, adventurer is a noble, proud, moral and religious profession.

What they want to explore is a place called the underground city that is more dangerous than climbing mountains and diving into the sea.

It is said that dungeons are a gift from the God of Creation to mankind, with the purpose of stimulating mankind's indomitable spirit of exploration and desire for knowledge in the constant pursuit of unknown things.

Okay, this explanation is too high-level. In words that we can all understand, it is - kill monsters and explode equipment.

Many players who have played role-playing games have had such an experience - upgrading, spawning monsters, and exploding equipment.

Yes, the same goes for the dungeons here.

Just like the games you have played, there are monsters on every level. After almost every monster is killed, something will explode.

It's just that after the character you use dies, you can load the file and start over.

Here, once it dies, it really dies.

The abbreviation is death.

This is indeed a high-risk profession.

But even so, people here still poured into the underground city like a wave, with only one purpose, the legendary promise given by the God of Creation——

For anyone who clears the dungeon, I will grant him any wish and give him a special reward.

I understand any wish. As for what the special reward is, I have searched through all the information provided by the adventurer base and can't find any clues.

However, at least there is hope that the left arm matter will be resolved.

I thought silently.

That is to clear the dungeon.

But this is easier said than done.

If you want to clear the dungeon, you must first have a sufficient level. Without high-level support, everything is in vain. This is like a mosquito biting an elephant. You have been stinging it for a long time, but the person doesn't even react. In the end, you will die if you flick your nose.

Secondly, just having a level is not enough. You also have to have skills. Basic training skills are sold at the adventurer base, but most of them are ridiculously expensive. If you want awesome skills, go look for them deep in the dungeon. Don’t mention them there. The skills are awesome, even magic weapons are dropped. The key is whether you can get down. Even if you can get down, you have to be alive to bring it back, right?

Furthermore, even if you have an awesome level and incredible skills, it won’t be enough without a super powerful weapon. It’s like a peerless swordsman participating in a duel without a knife. No matter how awesome your sword skills are, they will be gone. Guys, too, can only be stabbed to death with a stick.

If you want super powerful weapons, there are plenty of them deep in the dungeon.

If you say you don't dare to go yet, it's easy to handle. The weapons made by the dwarf masters are notoriously good, and some of the top ones are even comparable to magic weapons.

The key problem is that the prices of these weapons are even more outrageous.

Ultimately, without money everything is for nothing.

As I looked at the rich people walking by, all dressed in gorgeous clothes and carrying mithril weapons, tightly holding the three gold coins left in my pocket, my nose felt sore and I almost shed tears.

We are both adventurers, but why is the gap so big?

I was hesitating between the three options of eating first, buying clothes first, or repairing weapons first. Suddenly I was hit hard. I staggered and almost fell to the ground. Subconsciously, I loosened my grip. hand holding gold coin.

"Hey, watch the road!"

Looking at the thin shadow flashing quickly in front of my eyes, I reminded him dissatisfiedly.

"Forget it, let's go eat first."

He touched his hungry belly and sighed helplessly.

Out of habit, he put his hand into his pocket.

However, for an instant, I stood frozen on the spot, with a buzzing sound in my head.

I pinched my pocket again and it was indeed empty!

Where is my gold coin!

For a moment, I almost collapsed. This is all my belongings!

It searched the ground carefully like a dung beetle looking for a ball of dung, even refusing to let go of the cracks in the wall and the moving brick surfaces.

After scanning it like a radar four or five times, I was finally sure that the gold coin had not fallen to the ground.

Then, a thin shadow flashed in his mind.

He must have stolen my gold coins, damn it!

In anger, I spread my legs and chased towards the place where the thin shadow disappeared.

As I chased wildly, I roared in my heart: "I am so poor that I only have three gold coins left, but I still get stolen by thieves!"