100 million walk alone

Chapter 3 That Man Is a Mortal
It is said in the news that 90.00% of human beings awaken their spiritual roots. At first glance, the proportion is very high. Conversely, [-]% of the majority of people cannot awaken their spiritual roots to cultivate.

There are nine Muggles out of ten, and Pei Yin is one of them.

There is a generally accepted way for mortals to become monks: under extreme circumstances, there is a certain probability of awakening under external stimuli.

Pei Yin followed this path, worked hard for nine years, and wandered on the verge of death many times.

No one can succeed casually, Pei Yin was not casual, not only failed to awaken, but also left with injuries.

After getting out of the elevator, the fat man raised his head and looked at a virtual screen in front of him.

There is a string of numbers written on it: 100.

The blood demon that died just now was the 100th monster that Fatty killed.

Every time he kills a monster, the numbers on the virtual screen will change.

Once upon a time, Fatty thought that he had obtained the legendary system and was about to take off on the same spot.

After years of exploration, he discovered that the so-called "system" was just a memo.

It is nothing but recording the data of his demon subjugation.

If that thing is also considered a system, it can definitely be called the most useless system in history.

Standing in the night wind, the fat man raised his middle finger at the system screen.

He has long been unable to complain, and a middle finger shows his sincerity.

As his experience grew, Fatty found another way to awaken his spiritual roots.

In Tang Dynasty, there is a kind of enlightened spirit fruit, which is known as the national treasure of the new era.This kind of spiritual fruit only produces dozens of pieces a year, and it will mutate after absorbing the spiritual energy. After human beings eat it, it will produce genetic mutations and awaken the spiritual root.

It is said that the awakening success rate of the enlightened spirit fruit exceeds 80%, which is known as exclusive to local tyrants.

Of course, the price of such a miraculous spiritual fruit is not cheap, the price is [-] million Tang Yuan.

The low-level ordinary people earn several thousand yuan a month, and they can't afford this level of spiritual fruit even if they struggle for a lifetime.

Pei Yin was a lone ranger in his early years, and his medical expenses were too expensive, so he owed a lot of debt.Later, when I became a consultant, I took out tasks to count work-related injuries, as well as bonuses and subsidies, and finally paid off my debts.

He opened the online banking app on his phone and checked the balance: 135269 yuan.

The balance of the card is too far away from the enlightened spirit fruit.

Despite this, the fat man persisted.

He set himself a small goal: to earn [-] million first.

Walking outside the community, a gust of night wind blew.

The spring breeze in March brings a little coolness.

The fat man suffered from an old injury to his leg, and he staggered when he walked.

He wanted to support the wall with one hand, but unfortunately there was no wall nearby, so he had to hold on to the lamppost to catch his breath.

At this time, he especially wanted to find a warm 36D to rely on.

It's a pity that his physical condition is not ideal, and he can't even perform basic operations such as the old man pushing a cart.

Two months ago, he tried a method that does not require his own operation: the boss, don't move, the girl will automatically.

The story turned into an accident. Halfway through, he suddenly passed out. If the fully automatic young lady hadn't called an emergency call, he wouldn't have been able to continue.

The city hunters of this era have experienced too many bloody scenes, seen too many ferocious and terrifying monsters, and suffered from psychological shadows. Some people went crazy, some were disabled, and some died.

Those who survive often need psychological counseling.

Demon hunters generally do not seek a psychiatrist, they find the outlet in their own way: alcohol, the opposite sex, drugs.

The first two are Pei Yin's daily life.

Now this glass body that shatters at the touch of a touch prevents him from even carrying out his daily routine.

This body that was on the verge of collapse seemed to disintegrate at any time.

Fatty was lucky tonight, he didn't wait for 36D, he got 34C.

He was about to walk over to offer his love when a voice came from behind:
"Consultant Pei, please wait a moment."

Lin Jia, a hot female detective, came after her with a complicated expression, including gratitude and shame.

There is a saying circulating on the Internet: The weakest monk can also beat the strongest Muggle.

Facts have proved that online claims are not necessarily reliable.

Lin Jia is a living example. As a monk, she was saved by a Muggle.

Under Pei Yin's watchful eyes, Lin Jia was very nervous: "Consultant Pei, thank you for saving me. That blood demon is so abominable, it killed four people, and dared to call the police, trying to drain our team..."

Pei Yin said: "You have misunderstood yourself a bit. The blood demon likes pure boys and girls the most. That blood demon may not kill our entire team. It is only interested in a big girl like you."

Lin Jia blushed and said, "Anyway, thank you."

Pei Yin said calmly: "I've collected the money, it's just work, you don't need to thank me."

"Consultant Pei, you...Actually, you don't have to pretend to be so strong. I just saw that you have trouble walking. I have read your medical report. It is a miracle that you can stand up."

Lin Jia said, her little face turned even redder: "Monsters like to be active at night, I don't worry about you going back like this, I'll drive you off."

"Then I won't be polite." The fat man said he would not be polite, and got into the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Lin Jia touched his neck with strong fear: "I didn't understand until today what it means to live after a catastrophe. If that bite hit my neck, I dare not think about what will happen to me."

Pei Yin recalled the past, and sighed: "I can understand your feelings. Three years ago, I knew a girl who was bitten by a blood demon."

Lin Jia was taken aback: "Ah? Then what happened to her?"

Pei Yin was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Dead."

Lin Jia's hand holding the steering wheel trembled a little, immersed in fear, and asked with lingering fear: "After going through these things, can you bear it psychologically?"

Pei Yin said: "It was hard to get used to it at first, but I got used to it gradually."

Lin Jia asked the question she wanted to know the most: "A few of my colleagues went back to receive psychological counseling after going out on missions, and their state became very abnormal. How did you adapt?"

The fat man smiled: "My method may not be suitable for you. In the first few years, I was uncomfortable, and I always had nightmares when I fell asleep. Whenever I felt uncomfortable, I would make a big sword. When I was distracted, I had no time to think about other things."

Lin Jia was not surprised by this answer. She had heard of Consultant Pei's reputation as a prodigal, and she changed the question: "Consultant Pei, in fact, with your ability, you can live well in a stable job. I told you, don't be angry. Your physical condition is so poor, and you hurt the hunter. Why?"

Pei Yin said: "Everyone has something to insist on. My persistence is that I cannot share the sky with monsters."

Lin Jia turned her head and looked seriously at Pei Yin's side face, and suddenly became literary: "I read a sentence in the book, some people are great because when they are in adversity with others, others lose confidence, but he is still forging ahead. Consultant Pei, you are my role model."

Pei Yin laughed at herself: "I think highly of me too much. Words like greatness have nothing to do with me."

Lin Jia said seriously: "You don't have to be so modest, in my heart, you are the light of mortals."

The fat man was amused: "Your words don't stand up to scrutiny, the light of mortals is also a mortal."

Lin Jia got excited: "So what about mortals, you have done things that many monks can't do. Anyway, I am your fan, and I will secretly tell you a secret. I am your No. [-] little fan girl."

"Yan powder?"

The fat on the fat man's face trembled: "Little girl, are you scolding me?"

"Absolutely not. I've seen your previous photos, and I'm so handsome. Even the ID photos are so handsome that I'm confused." Lin Jia took the lead.

"Don't mention the ID photo. A few years ago, when I showed my ID, I couldn't even pass the security check. No one believed that it was my ID. I had to ask the police to issue a certificate. Later, I got a new ID in a fit of anger." The fat man looked sad.

Lin Jia gripped the steering wheel hard, with a conflicted expression on her face, and sighed lightly: "Consultant Pei, you are very good, you... if only you had spiritual roots."

The girl's sigh, with a deep subtext.

Pei Yin heard the subtext: I wanted to have an in-depth exchange with you, but it's a pity that you don't have spiritual roots.

His ex-girlfriend said the same thing.

Then, he married a monk with spiritual roots.

This is the status quo of Comprehension Star, and people flock to monks.

Most parents are looking forward to marrying their daughters to monks.

One is to have the support of the monks, and the monks can be used to protect the monsters when they make trouble.

The second is that "Genetic Comprehension" is popular these days. It is said that the children of monks have a higher probability of awakening.

The third point is the most practical. The income of monks is much higher than that of ordinary people.

There is another unspeakable reason, the ability of monks in certain aspects is more powerful than ordinary people.

Any pretty girl would rather be a monk's mistress than marry a Muggle without spiritual roots.

Fatty has learned a profound lesson. In the nine years since his debut, no girl is willing to spend a lifetime with a mortal like him.

Even before his body deformed, the few female monks he met were just greedy for his body.

He was about to chat with the little fan girl to pass the time, when a singing voice came from his trouser pocket:
"That man is a mortal, and he has no relatives in that world."

"When I was young, I woke up in the third grade of elementary school."

"The girl I had a crush on in middle school suddenly had spiritual roots."

"In college, he plucked up all his life's courage and confessed his sincerity. The girl said: You are a good person, but it's a pity that you can't cultivate."

"He also wants to practice, and he is desperate again and again, in exchange for scars all over his body."

"I've bled and fought hard, every time I've been hurting my heart..."

This song is very popular, and the title of the song is "That Man Is a Mortal".

Once sang and cried all over the Internet, it was said that every word pierced the heart.

Most of the mortal stories of Xiuzhenxing are condensed in the lyrics.

Since two years ago, the fat man has set this song as the ringtone of his mobile phone.

Apart from not having gone to college, the content in the lyrics can be matched with him.

Caller ID: Brother Shanfeng.

Fatty looked at the incoming call with an indescribably desolate expression.

After answering the call, he had to work overtime with his injuries.

If you don't answer this call, many people will die.

(End of this chapter)