The strongest skill system

In the desolate west of the village, there is a gray-black hut that leaks rain, standing there alone, dirty and messy.

An old skinny beggar sat beside the thatched hut, with dirty white hair and ragged clothes, most of his face was covered by disheveled hair, and his features could not be seen.

A fat yellow dog squatted next to the beggar.

According to the rules of the game, players can give things to the old beggar.

Copper coins, steamed buns, meat, clothes, equipment, there is no limit to the general category, he will not refuse anyone, he will ask for everything, and then he will shout in a mournful voice: "Give me some more..."

And really, really, nothing in return.

In the years when "Infinite Drop" was popular, this beggar was known as the worst NPC in the game world.

The sentence [Old beggars get out of the game circle] and [Five kernel moon cakes get out of the moon cake circle] complement each other, and they are both classics.

According to statistics, 90% of the nearly [-] "Infinite Drop" players across the country have given things to old beggars, with a total value equal to [-] Novice Villages, but he still begs in a dilapidated hut. He really does not forget his original intention.

Ye Mo played this stand-alone game for the first time, gave him 999 steamed buns persistently, and never did such a stupid thing again.

Ye Mo glanced at the old beggar, who looked at the sky silently, turning a blind eye to him.

Ye Mo decided that he could still time travel to the game next time, so he brought a can of dog food for his yellow dog, so that this stinky shameless person would be greedy to death.

According to the game guide, he walked to an old locust tree with towering branches and leaves. This locust tree was lush and lush with deep roots.

He looked up carefully, the sun was shining brightly, and he saw that it was sour, and he found a small crow's nest among the branches and leaves.

Ye Mo smiled slightly, bent down and picked up a stone that was in his hand, aimed at the crow's nest and threw it vigorously.

"Whoosh~"

The stone drew a beautiful parabola, and it was shot down accurately, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Ye Mo rushed forward in two or three steps, squatted down and picked up a yellow gold coin.

Weighing the weight, it can be sold for about 2500 yuan, a small profit, and you can eat braised pork this week.

Ye Mo was very satisfied, he rummaged for a while, and found an egg.

The egg is round, a little bigger than hawthorn, dark green all over, covered with fine gray spots, and has a strange beauty.

Ye Mo looked at it for a while, and felt that it was useless, and taking something big enough to make an fried egg would not be enough for soybean oil, so he threw it away.

The old beggar, who was looking up at the sky, stared at Ye Mo silently until he saw that he was about to throw an egg, and let out a hoarse and low roar anxiously: "Stop! Give it to me!"

"Fuck, you actually say such a thing?"

Ye Mo turned his head when he heard the words, and in the blink of an eye, the old beggar had moved to his feet, slumped on the ground, stretched out his skinny palms, as if begging.

The west part of the village is a wasteland with few people and many burial mounds. When the time in the game is night, if the player turns up the volume of the computer, he can hear the cries of ghosts.

It wasn't obvious when playing games before, but now that he was on the scene, Ye Mo could smell a faint smell of corpses from the wind.

It emanated from the old beggar.

In such a place, the person in front of him looks like a monster, and Ye Mo's expression is normal.

In his unknown past, he has experienced countless life and death, thrilling, a game world, it is not difficult to adapt.

He stood up straight, looked down at the old beggar, looked at the crow egg in his hand, and said with some expectation: "I have eggs, do you have money?"

The old beggar's eyes were full of eager hunger, and he shook his head blankly after hearing Ye Mo's question.

"Then I have a story, do you have wine?"

The old beggar shook his head again, his eyes glazed over.

"Then you can't take my things for nothing, right?"

Ye Mo is worried, it is difficult to communicate with the native NPC.

Fortunately, the old beggar understood this sentence, and a look of embarrassment and strangeness coexisted on his face.

It is estimated that this is also the first time he has met a beggar begging for money.

He reached out and searched for a long time in the front of his clothes, and took out a pill, the size of a longan, round and pitch black.

Passed the pill to Ye Mo and asked, "Should I change it?"

Ye Mo replied quickly, picked up the pill and looked at it carefully for a while, then asked cautiously: "You just rubbed mud off your body, didn't you?"

Damn, I guess this beggar has never heard such a refined joke in his life, so he was a little nauseated for a while.

Ye Mo took advantage of his stupefied time to finish reading a piece of item information that just came to mind.

"Lishen Pill (Grade C), clears dark wounds, and is a good medicine for removing filth and silt."

The grocery store in Xinshou Village also bought C-grade medicines, but there were no such body-relief pills on the shelves, which belonged to special items in the game, and the three words [Clear Dark Injury] made Ye Mo's heart beat faster.

Back then, he was as dazzling as a star, but the reason why he has fallen into this state today is because of deep and hard-to-recover dark wounds on his body, not to mention all his abilities, and his physical fitness has also become extremely poor, only one-third of the strength of an ordinary man .

Could it be that he, Ye Mo, can turn himself over today, with dead trees in spring, and old trees with roots?

No matter how likely it is, it's a hope.

"Change, change." Ye Mo stuffed the pill into his jeans pocket.Pass the crow egg to the old beggar.

The latter took it carefully, as if he had found a treasure, he couldn't stop muttering: "What a treasure..."

Ye Mo couldn't bear this poor man.

He bent down and patted the old beggar's shoulder, and said sympathetically, "Brother, you have never eaten tea eggs in your life, right? I'll bring you a few catties next time. This stuff is paired with sliced ​​cakes..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Mo stopped halfway, because in an instant, the old beggar returned to the edge of the grass shed not far away, stretching his feet to bask in the sun, as if nothing had happened just now.

Ye Mo was stunned, and wanted to ask, but the old beggar blinked at him, pointed to the sky, and made a silent gesture.

His demeanor is like a thief who has just sold off his stolen goods, sneaky and proud.

Ye Mo was puzzled, but he didn't have time to ask anything, because the hourglass in his hand had bottomed out, and the last grain of sand leaked down.

"The novice experience is over, and I look forward to the player's next crossing."

Ye Mo was dizzy for a while, and the ring in his hand radiated light again, covering him.

When the light faded away, Ye Mo disappeared.

In the rental room, the Laotan sauerkraut noodles after a few mouthfuls were still hot, and the game interface was still on.

Ye Mo sat on the old swivel chair, staring blankly at the table.

A pure gold coin, a mellow pill.

These two things prove that the experience just now is real.

Ye Mo stroked the ring on his hand, and a piece of information about the rules flooded into his consciousness.

"Every time the ring absorbs 100 game experience points from "Infinite Drop", it can be converted into 1 minute of the player's stay in the game world. Items in the real world can be brought in, and items in the game world can be taken out."

"Rule: Players can do whatever they want."

"I got it!"

The reality is too beautiful to believe.

In order to dispel the sense of unreality, Ye Mo took the Lishen Pill and threw it into his mouth without hesitation. The pitch-black pill melted in his mouth and turned into a hot stream of medicinal power, rushing towards his limbs.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a hot spring pool, with dozens of beautiful girls all around him massaging with their small hands, feeling so comfortable that he couldn't help but close his eyes, intoxicated by it.

The medicine lasted for a full half an hour before dissipating, tsk tsk, at this time, at least 80.00% of men can't catch up.

Ye Mo exhaled a mouthful of purple-black turbid air, leaned back, and there was a touch of satisfaction and surprise in the corners of his eyes and lips.

He knows his broken body best, with all the meridians blocked, all the acupoints closed, and the functions of the internal organs are low.It's just barely hanging.

Like a piece of rotten wood, the outer skin is intact, but the inner part is rotten. No matter how good the doctor and medical skills are, they can't bring it back.

However, it was different now. He could clearly feel that his injuries had healed a little in just half an hour.

Ye Mo was full of disbelief, tentatively calmed down, flicked his fingers with trembling hands,
"collapse!"

A ray of sharp energy traveled from the dantian to his fingertips, and it popped out sharply, smashing through the bucket of instant noodles on the table and flying, splashing the soup all over the floor, and sticking some instant noodles on the wall.

"There should be a pawn."

Ye Mo judged his own strength with hot eyes.

The organization he used to belong to was called Ni Lin, and its members were divided into six levels according to their strength.

"pawn, cavalry, general, marquis, king, god"

Any member of Nilin is a strong person. This ancient organization has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years, and the total number of members has never exceeded 30.

Back then, Ye Mo was very radiant in Nilin. He was as bright as the sun, just like the young hussars general in ancient times.

But when he was about to climb to the top, he fell down sadly.

The hatred, bitterness, pain, and regret in it seem to have happened in a previous life to this young man who was reduced to eating instant noodles in a rented house.

He has been crazy, angry, desperate, and sad, and in the end all these emotions turned into gloom.

Because his body was conspired to besieged and destroyed, there is no possibility of a comeback.

But from now on, everything is different.

Not only did his injury improve, but even part of his strength that had been consumed by the imprisonment had also recovered.

Invisibly, a faint aura rose from Ye Mo's body.

Fierce, domineering, proud... as if the king is in the world.

This temperament only lasted for a few seconds, and Ye Mo returned to the original appearance of the waste material.

"Pretentiousness should not be too long, otherwise it will hurt the body and kidneys, keep a low profile."

Ye Mo smiled and tossed the gold coin high, it rotated up, and when it reached the highest point on the roof, it fell straight down.

"Zheng~"

As soon as he stretched out his hand casually, he accurately sandwiched the gold coin between his long fingers and put it in his coat pocket.

Looking at the time, it's time to go to work.

He is currently working as a waiter in a bar in the city, ordering drinks for customers, and occasionally gets a commission, but his income is not high. He gets about 2000 yuan a month, and his life is very tight.

There was still hot water in the kettle, so Ye Mo washed up and went out with his overalls.

He lives on the third floor now, and with his current strength, he can definitely jump from the window.

But to avoid frightening the children and grandma, Ye Mo did not show a wave of airborne.

Honestly walked the stairs, waited for the bus, and asked for a pancake fruit from a roadside stall to fill my stomach.

Just after the New Year's Eve, the streets were filled with residual snow and the smell of the New Year. Ye Mo felt at peace after smelling the worldly smell of pancakes, tobacco, and perfume in the air.

This kind of quiet and comfortable urban life is like poppies, people can't help but immerse themselves in it, and they are assimilated invisibly, bit by bit killing off their hostility and wildness.

The wine and beauty's stable life is like a knife, without seeing blood, it only kills the hero into a bear.

Ye Mo secretly woke up, swallowed a mouthful of cold air, and swallowed it slowly. The winter in the north is very cold, and his throat hurts slightly. His originally settled heart throbbed again, and he began to regain the calm and decisiveness of three years And... cruel.

A man who wants to achieve great things can be greedy for money, lustful, narrow-minded, and vicious.

But must always remain conquering and aggressive.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo was extremely courageous, and shouted at the pancake vendor:

"Hey, bro, if you add two more eggs, I'll take this one, it's delicious."

"Don't bullshit, why don't you let me add a chicken to you, I don't even earn money, you know?"

The fat boss gave him a blank look, quickly scooped up the pancakes, bagged them, and handed them over.

"Okay, thank you, see you later."

At this time, the car just arrived, Ye Mo walked lightly, and lightly boarded the car.

The bus was speeding, and the business signs and green belts in sight were pulled into afterimages. After getting off the bus, Ye Mo walked 300 meters to a bar called "Ye Mi".