I Develop Martial Arts Games, And The World Is Crazy!

"The dog plan is here!"

"What dog planner, this is our planner father."

"Planning father and my roommate want to play in the big rivers and lakes before they die, please give me a test qualification!"

"What do these points in the plan mean?"

"I suddenly had a bad premonition."

"Me too, I feel like the planning father is hesitant to speak!"

At this time, Teacher Ma has also discovered Gu Lin's arrival.

"Hehe, the game official is here. Can you tell me in advance what powerful martial arts this Shaolin has. I'll see which one I can learn."

While speaking, Teacher Ma also opened his basic panel, indicating that he has joined Shaolin.

Nickname: Sima Jinlong

Initial country: Ming Dynasty

Status: Shaolin Temple handyman

School: Shaolin

Martial Arts: None

Weapons: none

Reputation: Nobody

Wealth: 50 coins

Gu Lin rubbed his forehead helplessly, Teacher Ma has completely hypnotized himself.

Hopeless!

"Didn't you see the word handyman?"

"Maybe, you can listen to the opinions of the audience."

Gu Lin couldn't stand it any longer.

He didn't know whether to say whether Teacher Ma was lucky or not.

Randomly go to Songshan Mountain at the beginning, with a high probability of entering the Songshan School, and a small probability of entering Shaolin.

After entering Shaolin, there is a high probability that they will be ordinary disciples, and they will have the opportunity to practice martial arts.

However, there is still a small chance of becoming a handyman who is not qualified to practice martial arts.

This kind of handyman is said to be a Shaolin disciple, but in fact he has no qualifications to practice martial arts at all.

This kind of low-probability event can be encountered by Mr. Ma, which is no one else.

Originally, luck was almost nothing, and the big deal was to quit.

Shaolin is not a place that eats people, and there is no restriction on leaving after the handyman quits.

The scary thing is that Teacher Ma hypnotized himself, so he must stick to it.

It's useless to persist like this!

But I can save some money, fifty cash a day, which is equivalent to fifty yuan, which is not bad!

With an annual salary of tens of millions, a big anchor who works as a coolie in games earns 50 a day, which is really hard to make!

"What's wrong with the handyman, the handyman can also become a regular!"

In fact, Teacher Ma has already noticed that something is not right, but he still keeps his mouth shut.

But the audience in the live broadcast room was much more direct.

"I understand, how about you!"

"I also understand that the planning means that handymen are not qualified to practice martial arts."

"Everyone understands, only Teacher Ma doesn't understand."

"Teacher Ma also understands, but his mouth is stubborn."

"Hahahaha Teacher Ma's whole body is soft, but his mouth is hard!"

"Have you heard what the planner said, Mr. Ma, you just listen to us and ask!"

"That's right, Mr. Ma, go and ask, you can't just keep working here!"

I don't know if he couldn't bear the pressure of the water friends in the live broadcast room, or he was really uneasy in his heart, Teacher Ma finally complied.

"Oh, you little brothers, you can't bear hardships just by looking at it, and you don't have any persistence!"

"Okay, okay, I'm going to ask now."

"Let you see who is the right one!"

While talking, Teacher Ma has already moved in front of the fat monk with a big belly.

"What are you doing, Sima Jinlong, these tasks must be finished before noon!"

Da Sima took out ten copper coins from his pocket with a little pain.

He worked hard all day yesterday and only earned fifty.

Putting the ten coins into the hands of the fat monk, Da Sima had a flattering and uncomfortable smile on his face.

But it was quite useful for the fat monk, and his attitude was slightly better.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Da Sima smiled slightly: "This...uh, master, I want to ask, when will I be able to learn martial arts?"

"What? Learning martial arts?"

The fat monk was obviously a little unexpected, and was immediately stopped by the question.

But soon, he reacted.

After looking at Da Sima, he didn't answer immediately, but just put one hand in front of Da Sima and rubbed it lightly twice.

Meaning, money is not enough.

"Good guy, Mr. Ma is very clear about the sophistication of the world!"

"I feel more and more that this game is awesome. The beggar Xiao Tuantuan met last time and the fat monk Mr. Ma met this time are obviously not important people, and the emotions and actions are still so rich!"

"The reaction is also very real, it looks like a real person!"

"This game can really be called the second world!"

"This fat monk is so greedy, is this trying to squeeze Teacher Ma dry?"

When Teacher Ma saw the fat monk's movements, his expression became more exciting, but he could only take out another ten copper coins from his pocket in pain.

However, the fat monk quickly put the copper plate into his monk robe, and then continued to rub his fingers.

? ? ?

Teacher Ma is not well.

This fat monk is greedy!

"Don't ink it, don't you have a salary of fifty cents? Take it all out, and I will give you pointers, Master Buddha."

Teacher Ma gritted his teeth hard, and didn't hesitate anymore, this time he directly took out all the remaining 30 wen in his pocket.

"Let's talk about it now, when will I be able to learn martial arts?"

Isn't it just fifty yuan, and it will come back after all the money is gone!

Just learn martial arts.

The fat monk put the money into his clothes and gave Teacher Ma a ruthless answer.

"Just you, a handyman, want to learn martial arts? Do you still want to learn from Wudang's Zhang Zhenren?"

After the fat monk finished speaking, he turned and left.

Teacher Ma didn't react for a while: "No, what does this mean?"

Perhaps because he felt better after receiving the money, the fat monk didn't hesitate to say something more: "It means that handymen are not qualified to practice martial arts, do you understand?"

"By the way, the work has to be done, or the wages will be deducted!"

In the distance, the voice of the fat monk came leisurely.

"Hahahaha, the hard-headed Teacher Ma finally got hit and bloody!"

"There should be BGM at this time, snowflakes are fluttering, and the north wind is rustling..."

"Why does the subtitle upstairs have its own dubbing!"

"Is Teacher Ma still in good shape?"

"If you don't understand, just ask, what does it mean to learn from Master Zhang?"

"I don't know, it should be a very powerful person!"

"Xiao Tuantuan is on the air, Mr. Ma, why don't you ask Xiao Tuantuan for help?"

Of course, Teacher Ma is not reconciled to working so long for nothing.

Dang even came to Xiaotuantuan's live broadcast room.

"Realist Zhang from Wudang? All right, I'll ask Lao Bai."