RPG: The Divine Deconstructor

Chapter One:

"Collect the tatters...Collect the tatters..."

As the sun sets, on the street shining in the afterglow of the evening, a handsome young man is riding a dilapidated tricycle that makes a ‘creak creak’, walking on the streets and alleys, yelling constantly.

"Xiao Ming, here..." A curly-haired lady heard the voice and waved at the young man with a bag of bottles.

"Okay." The young man was overjoyed and greeted him with a creaking tricycle.

"Aunt Li, a plastic bottle is one cent, 32 three yuan and two cents, and an oil drum is two yuan, a total of five yuan and two cents."

As he said, the young man took out a crumpled five yuan and two dime coins from his heavily seamed purse and handed them to the curly-haired lady.

"Just five yuan." The curly-haired lady was also very generous, so she charged five yuan.

"Thank you."

The young man bowed and thanked him, collected the two cents, then waved goodbye, and drove away on the tricycle.

The young man's name is Jiang Ming. He is 25 years old this year. He has a primary school education. As for his profession... a more euphemistic one would be called an'urban waste recycling officer', and a direct point would be'collecting the ragged ones.'

Jiang Ming glanced down at the two dime coins in his hand, and smiled to himself, "I used to have a dollar on the ground and I didn't bow my head, but I didn't expect that now I'm suffocating for a mere two cents, life. "

He was originally a professional player. At the age of fifteen, he went over the wall and entered the Internet cafe. He played many games such as wow, red alert, cs, crossfire and glory, all of which have made considerable achievements.

In order to play a game, stay up late to eat spicy noodles. At the age of 16, he was famous in school. At the age of 17, he won the finals of the League of Legends finals. He was invited to enter the tenth-ranked Yan Luo Guild of Hualong Country.

It took him five years to lead all the members of the Yama Guild to stand on the top of the entire Hualong Nation.

Twenty-three……

Jiang Ming shook his head, put the two cents in his pocket, took out a pack of cheap cigarettes, lit one, swallowed smoke, hummed a little song, pedaled his bicycle, and continued to shuttle through the streets.

What's the use of heaven and earth? Can't sit quilt, what is Fengyue for? Can not eat. ?

What is the use of Xianchen? Among all things, what is the use of change? Taoism is its own. ?

What's the use of facing the wall? What's the use of a good drink if you don’t see it? A big bag. ?

What's the use of giving birth to me? Can't laugh, what's the use of killing me? Unabated arrogance. ?

Where did it come from? In the same life, we sing with joy and travel all over the road. ?

Thousands of miles, you can't find it, it's better to meet me and smile. ?

The mans shoes and hats go for thousands of years, and the eternal sky travels for a long time,?

Those who walk along with songs are forgotten. ?

what! what! what! Feel free...I can't control the fairy!

...

This song comes from a book by the famous writer Jin He Zai. Many years have passed. Although it is an old song, Jiang Ming has a special love for this song.

He especially yearned for the kind of unconstrained, free and easy life.

Now, although he is free, he is not free. In this society, if there is no money, he will starve to death, and he is still bound by money, which is not truly free.

In fact, there are reasons why he picks up the tatters. The first is to be more free. Although he will suffer a lot of blindness when he shuttles in the streets and alleys, the second is that his hands are no longer able to work hard. Even holding the mouse for a while will cause pain. No company wants him at all.

And for this job, he only needs to use a roller skating equipment to take up the job without much effort.

"Hey... business is so bad today."

Seeing that it was getting dark, he glanced back at the ‘cargo’ on the tricycle. He lit a cigarette again and shook his head helplessly.

After turning around for a while, the business was still bleak, and he had no choice but to sell the "goods" on the car, and then pedaled on the tricycle, listening to the sound of the tricycle, and eating two steamed buns bought for one dollar. , Drove towards the slum area.

...

A helicopter flying in the sky above City H suddenly exploded for some reason, and fell towards an open area in City H.

At this time, in a closed conference room in City H, a middle-aged man in a suit hung up the phone in his hand, and said coldly to the seven or eight people present, "They were attacked and a helicopter happened. After the explosion, I immediately sent someone over to search for the potion for me. All the researchers disappeared and the development method has been broken. You must know that the potion is only one tube in the world, so I must find it for Lao Tzu."

"Yes."

The eight people nodded their heads, hurriedly left the conference room, and began to call and shout.

One of the younger men yelled at the phone, "What! I’m also on the helicopter with the "Shenzhou" Supreme Account Ornament? You bastards, "Shenzhou" will be available tonight. Hurry up and get another one for Lao Tzu, and do your best to search for the medicine in the picture I sent you..."

...

"What's the use of heaven and earth? Can't be covered...Wow, who set off the fireworks? No, it seems like an airplane exploded. Ciao, why did it fall towards Laozi..."

Jiang Ming was humming a small song. When driving on an empty street, the sky suddenly exploded, emitting bursts of flames. He originally thought who was setting off the fireworks, but when a burning engine room smashed toward him, he could bear it. I couldn't help but yelled, preparing to leave the place on the tricycle.

"Crack..."

What made him depressed was that, just after pedaling, the tricycle chain broke because he tried too hard.

"Ma Dan, drop the chain for Lao Tzu at this time." Seeing that the burning engine room was getting closer to him, he tried to push the tricycle a few times, but because he couldn't use his hands, he couldn't push it far, so he had to abandon it. The tricycle ran away quickly.

"boom……"

The moment he escaped, the burning cabin directly hit his tricycle, making a loud noise.

It was Jiang Ming that Rao stayed away, but he was still blasted two or three meters away by the aftermath of the explosion.

"Oh, what has hit me."

Jiang Ming, who fell to the ground, suddenly felt a **** in his neck, he screamed in pain, and quickly grabbed it towards the back of his neck.

"Huh? Needle? How can there be a needle on a helicopter? Is it a medical plane?"

Jiang Ming pulled out the thing stuck on the back of his neck. It turned out to be a small glass needle with a little blood-red liquid remaining in the needle.

He didn't care about the needle now, he threw the glass needle with his own blood into the sewer beside the road, and then turned his head and ran towards his tricycle.

The tricycle is his food guy, but he bought it for a hundred yuan. If it is gone, he must be distressed to death.

He didn’t know that because he had a tricycle, the glass needle he threw away directly hit the head of a black wild cat eating a mouse with relish, and stunned it directly. The red liquid in the glass needle The blood mixed with him was injected into the body of the black wild cat.

"My next Oneima, Lao Tzu's tricycle..."

Coming to the broken helicopter that was still burning, Jiang Ming almost cried in distress, watching the squashed tricycle.

"Boom..."

Just as he looked distressedly at his tricycle that had accompanied him for three years, suddenly there was a loud noise in the cabin, and he backed away quickly.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a corpse falling from the back seat, while a delicate silver box rolled out from the collar of his clothes, just rolling down beside Jiang Ming not far away.

"This is... silver!"

Jiang Ming saw the exquisite silver box light up, and quickly picked it up.

The palm-sized silver box is made of sterling silver. One package is made of sterling silver. The contents are estimated to be more expensive. Jiang Ming's face flushed and he opened the silver box with excitement.

After the silver box was opened, there was a crystal falling watch inside. The moment he saw the crystal falling watch, his breathing began to rush, and the agitated mood made his body tremble, and said in an incredible tone, "Tenglong The very real virtual game "Shenzhou" terminal developed by the company for ten years... and it is the only three crystal terminal pendant watch in Hualong Country. I am not dreaming again..."

"Boom..."

At this time, a few slight explosions pulled him back to reality from his excitement.

He glanced at the tricycle and the burning cabin as well as the dead man in black, and whispered softly, "These people must have extraordinary identities. The plane crash will soon have rescuers come over, and leave as soon as possible to avoid being involved... "

After getting the sterling silver box and the terminal of "Shenzhou", he doesn't care about the tricycle anymore.

"boom……"

Not long after he left, there was another violent explosion from the broken cabin, and dozens of aircraft propellers sounded from the darkened sky...

ps: Xiaoye wrote a book for the first time, a tender and tender one, begs for feeding, lollipops, beggars, thank you