Quick Travel: Almighty Butler

After hearing Xiao Wu's words, Shen Mingxuan immediately felt that his Xiao Wu was a boss who was qualified to be a boss. He immediately expressed his support for his idea and planned to spend money to hire a few people as bosses if no one came into Xiao Wu's store. customer.

Xiao Wu who works hard to support his family is really cute, so he has to work hard so that he can raise Xiao Wu well.

After saying goodbye reluctantly for a while, Shen Mingxuan stood up, opened the system communication page, reconnected with the world consciousness, and asked the world consciousness to open the coordinates.

After the world consciousness sent the coordinates, Shen Mingxuan and Xiao Wu waved goodbye, then clicked to send the coordinates, and the next second they disappeared into the space.

When Xiao Wu saw Shen Mingxuan who was already on a mission, he immediately opened his own page, started selecting missions, and advertised his system profession.

The price is lower than the skills sold in the system mall, with a [-]% discount at most. After all, after upgrading, it can really allow hosts bound to secondary contracts to obtain the skills they want.

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When Song Haoyu woke up, he found that his whole body was in pain. After self-awareness, he found that he had multiple fractures all over his body.

The heart in his chest hurt even when he was breathing.

Fortunately, Lingchi was treating him, gradually relieving his pain.

At this time, he probably also understood his current situation, which was nothing more than resurrecting a corpse.

He closed his eyes and began to read the body's memory. After a while, he couldn't help but sigh. This sigh directly affected the wound, making him unable to hold his breath in pain.

After the pain finally eased, Song Haoyu felt that he couldn't sit still and wait for death. The wounds on his body could barely sustain his breath. If he wanted to heal them all, he had to practice.

I closed my eyes and examined the bones of this body, and found that this body had the qualifications for cultivation, but it was not high.

This is not a difficult task for Song Haoyu. His "Tianyan Holy Jue" does not require qualifications, and can even improve them. What's more, he can also refine pills. When the time comes, he will gather the ingredients for the marrow-cleansing pills and refine a few pills to improve them. Just have a good physique.

However, what made him feel embarrassed was that from the memory of this body, he found that the current world had become particularly strange.

There are no more immortal cultivators, only various technological developments remain.

In the memory of this body, the so-called cultivators have feudal superstition and now believe in science.

Song Haoran was a little helpless, and the vicissitudes of life were just over.

"From now on, I, Song Haoran, will be Song Chifeng, and I will bear everything for you. Go peacefully!" Song Haoran said weakly while lying in the spiritual pool.

As soon as he said these words, the remaining resentment in this body immediately disappeared, and he immediately found that his breathing became much easier.

Feeling the changes in his body, Song Haoran couldn't help but murmured: "Master is indeed right, you have to bear whatever you get."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again and began to practice with the help of spiritual spring. Only practice can repair this body faster.

Song Haoran's injury was so serious that he had to block his perception of the outside world and fell into deeper self-repair.

On the other side, Shen Mingxuan successfully came to this world.

However, something went wrong, and World Consciousness was apologizing to Shen Mingxuan.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a gangster. There are a lot of gangsters in the world. One more of me is not more, and one less of me is not more." Shen Mingxuan comforted with a smile.

World Consciousness felt that this tasker had a really good temper, and felt a little sorry for him, and immediately comforted him: [Don’t worry, the identity I originally set was also a gangster who couldn’t afford to eat. Now that you have become a gangster, you are more in line with eating. The setting of not being able to afford food. 】

When Shen Mingxuan heard the comfort from the world consciousness, his breathing stopped for a moment, and then he adjusted again.

World consciousness is like this. How reliable can the world consciousness that comes to release tasks be?As the main system space warned at the beginning, they are all mentally retarded, so there is no need to expect them to have IQ.

It's totally not worth getting angry with them. Just know that we use money to do things. Write down any unreliable things first. If you fail to return to the task, you have reasons to refuse and not refund!

Shen Mingxuan kept persuading himself, and then he suppressed the anger that was comforted by the consciousness of the world.

The world consciousness is unreliable, so he has to rely on his own efforts.

First, he used his world consciousness to get some money back. The world consciousness took him to various places to pick up a bag of steel plutonium.

Then Shen Mingxuan revealed through the world consciousness that he went to buy a lottery ticket and used the remaining money to rent an Internet cafe and solve the problem of illegal accounts.

It's easy to insert your household registration, but the hard part is how to create your resume. After all, you have to know people since you live here, right?

However, it doesn't matter. Under normal circumstances, no one will investigate so carefully. If this happens, isn't there another world?It’s no problem to put it on.

[Are you losing your character like this?The original setting was that of a gangster who couldn't afford to eat. Now that you've become suddenly rich, your character has completely collapsed! 】World Consciousness said with some confusion as he watched Shen Mingxuan buy lottery tickets.

After hearing the words of World Consciousness, Shen Mingxuan opened a bottle of ice-cold soda he had just bought, took a big sip, burped with satisfaction, and replied: [I have seen your world line, and in the world line, you arranged for me to meet When I was the protagonist, I was very poor and couldn't afford to eat. It was the protagonist who saw that I had good bones and accepted me as his younger brother.

But hasn’t this meant that we haven’t met the protagonist yet?At worst, when I meet the protagonist, if I donate all my wealth, won't I achieve poverty?Rules are dead, but people are alive. You have to learn to be flexible, otherwise you give me a bad account at the beginning. If I don't find a way on my own, I may not be able to move forward. 】

These words made the world consciousness unable to refute, so it had no choice but to acquiesce to Shen Mingxuan's approach.

Shen Mingxuan has been very carefree for a while. After all, it's not the time for him to meet the Son of the World. Since it's not work time, then feel free!

Not long after the casual Shen Mingxuan felt that it was not working.

There were too many emergencies happening around him, no matter how many, they would involve him every time, and there would be gang fights even while having a meal.

He just had a meal on the spot during the fight so as not to waste food. What's wrong?Why did he become a gang leader and be taken to the police station together?

After finally successfully getting rid of the suspicion of being the leader of the gang, in order to avoid being implicated by the halo, this time he simply stayed at home and ordered takeout for meals.

As a result, the meals delivered by the delivery boy turned into piles of gold nuggets.

As soon as he opened it, before Shen Mingxuan could ask what the world consciousness was about, his door was kicked open, and a group of police officers rushed in, pointing guns at him, saying that he was online.

He explained for a long time, but was still detained. After the police investigated and found that the delivery boy had delivered to the wrong address, they released him.

After experiencing all kinds of inexplicable things, Shen Mingxuan sighed as he came out of the police station again.

[When will the Son of the World come?Otherwise, I can go find the Son of the World! ] Shen Mingxuan asked expressionlessly.

World Consciousness looked at Shen Mingxuan, who had recently regarded the police station as his second home, inquired about Song Haoran's situation, and said: [He is almost recovered, and he will be able to fully crawl out of the spiritual pool in about a week. Out. 】

[In this case, I will donate the money to find him now!We're going to meet sooner or later anyway, so what does it matter if it's earlier or later?Right? ] Shen Mingxuan asked.

World consciousness:…

You can't save this luck even if you find the Son of the World!

However, it still responded: [Yes. 】

With the approval of World Consciousness, Shen Mingxuan immediately set out to find the Son of the World.