About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

"Let me see, the only consumption record was six years ago, when I spent three thousand points to buy a resurrection pill. Six years ago, that was when this body was ten years old. It seems that it happened A very serious incident forced the original owner to use system points to save a person he cared about very much. Other than that, he just stayed put. The original owner, a senior time traveler, really won my heart. He has the same points and money as me. Keep it as long as you can. But there is no ambiguity about when it should be used."

"System, can you find out the information about the original owner now? Are these points left by the original owner?" Yang Yuyao, who didn't want to take the trouble to guess, simply asked the system directly.

"Sorry, Master Host, I still can't find the original owner's information. But I can be sure that the points cannot be left by the original owner or other time travellers. There is no adoption or inheritance of points in this system. If you change the host or change the world, all points will be cleared. And this system is bound to the soul." The system explained.

"Then how do you explain the origin of these more than 15,000 points?" Yang Yuyao asked, "If I can't confirm that the source of these points is reasonable, I won't dare to use it. If I use it, you will kick me out and I will be forced to owe you a debt. I’m not happy working for free.”

"I'm very sorry, Master Host. I will find out the source of these points as soon as possible." The system said hurriedly. "Please rest assured that this system is definitely a conscientious time travel system and will not deliberately deduct or set up traps for the host!"

"What's going on?" After the system hurriedly went offline and continued to repair itself, Yang Yuyao sat cross-legged on the bed and thought, "What if this system is bound to my soul... Six years ago What happened to the points consumption record? Did I lose my memory? But when I traveled back in time, the system seemed to have just been bound to me. Well... but this system is so unreliable, maybe the consumption record is also the system It might be caused by a bug."

Yang Yuyao frowned, not feeling very happy when he thought that even the more than 10,000 points might be the result of a system failure. Even if he doesn't plan to rely on this system, he would rather not know that there are so many points that can be spent in the first place. After finding out that there may be something wrong with these points and cannot be used, it feels like the burger that was about to be eaten suddenly fell off. Maddening.

"Forget it, continue to study my communication magic weapon. If I can research it as soon as possible, I will be one step closer to being able to access the Internet." Yang Yuyao cheered himself up, took out a palm-sized dark iron sheet and notebook from the storage ring, and planned to Use spiritual power to carve the runes he needs to use that he has summarized over the past few days, and experiment to see what will happen when combined. "I also need a small carving knife. I remember there is one in the storage ring. Ah, I have it." As soon as Yang Yuyao had prepared all the tools, there was a knock on his door.

"Who is it?" Yang Yuyao had no choice but to put the things back and shouted towards the door.

"A Yuan, it's me, Yi Ziqi." Yi Ziqi's voice came from outside the door. Yang Yuyao, who didn't understand what the other party wanted to do with him now, went down to put on the clogs he bought for three copper coins and walked to the door. Go and open the door.

"Ziqi, what's the matter?" Yang Yuyao asked while standing at the door, but found that Yi Ziqi was suddenly stunned.

Yi Ziqi had no idea that Yang Yuyao would appear in front of him like this. After taking a shower, Yang Yuyao had his long hair loose and was wearing a pure white T-shirt that was just made today. Although he had a featureless face, He has a popular face, but Yi Ziqi somehow feels that the boy in front of him is quite cute.

"When I came here, I wanted to ask Ayuan if you wanted to have a midnight snack, but I didn't expect you to have already taken a bath." Yi Ziqi didn't even realize that his ears were quietly turning red.

"What to eat? Can it be delivered to the room?" Yang Yuyao immediately showed full interest. In the original world, his assistant would strictly manage his meals according to the doctor's orders, and late-night snacks were basically not allowed to appear in his room. of recipes. Every time he heard his colleagues discussing where to go for supper after work during breaks, he would be very envious. He also wanted to eat skewers, porridge and crayfish at night like everyone else, and eat all the delicacies in the night market. !

"Well, I'm going to ask, wait a minute." Perhaps because he didn't expect Yang Yuyao to be so expecting, Yi Ziqi turned around and left without knowing who to ask, leaving Yang Yuyao at the door, leaving Yang Yuyao unaware for a moment. Should he close the door and go back to the room first, or should he keep opening the door and wait.

"Just wait for now." Yang Yuyao thought to himself, monks in this world can practice fasting once their cultivation level reaches Foundation Establishment. Although the body no longer needs to eat to maintain life, monks who completely cut off the desire for food and drink cannot not much. Otherwise, it would be difficult for an industry like Yunxiao Pavilion to continue operating. "It's good. Those immortals in Journey to the West are also holding a peach banquet. If they become immortals and become free from desires in the end, what's the difference between them and robots?"

Yang Yuyao leaned against the door frame and looked at the corridor outside the door casually. The corridor of the inn where he stayed last time only had rooms on one side, and there was a wooden guardrail on the other side that allowed him to see the first floor. As for Yunxiao Pavilion, there are guest rooms on both sides of the corridor, which is similar to the layout of most hotels in his original world. However, the doors of each room are opened staggeredly with each other, which avoids the embarrassment of opening the opposite door at the same time and hitting each other head-on.

"It seemed like it was someone before... it seemed to be Liu Sizheng. He said that when buying a house, you should be careful not to choose apartments with doors facing each other, especially the door should not be directly opposite to the opposite side. He said that Feng Shui can easily cause quarrels." Looking at this layout, Yang Yuyao suddenly remembered a colleague in their team. Although he was a serious researcher and scientist, he was very happy to share architectural Feng Shui with others, so that everyone liked to jokingly call him Liu. Grandmaster.

With a creak, the door to the room diagonally in front of Yang Yuyao opened, and a woman wearing only a chest-length undershirt and a loose bun walked out of the room. But before she could take another step, she was giggling and being raped. A thick arm stretched out from the room and pulled him back.

"Oh, I'm quite good at playing." Yang Yuyao raised his eyebrows with interest, and a blank talisman and a brush stained with cinnabar paint appeared out of thin air in his hand. He planned to draw another insulation note to avoid hearing the live version later. I don’t know why, but Yunxiao Pavilion is obviously an Xianjia Inn, but it doesn’t improve the privacy of customers. "But it's possible that other people don't care about this either." When the brush made beautiful strokes on the talisman paper and the talisman was completed, Yi Ziqi happened to come back with a square food box. He looked at the talisman in Yang Yuyao's hand and his eyes widened in surprise.

"I really didn't expect you, A Yuan, to draw talismans!" Yi Ziqi said in surprise, "I thought the talismans I saw you posted in the room before I left were purchased talismans. I'm afraid your talent is different from Yang Yuyao's. It’s not much different, it’s just a lack of adequate resources and guidance.”

"This is just the simplest talisman." Yang Yuyao laughed dryly. He didn't know whether the monks in the world of cultivating immortals liked to compare the original owner or whether the original owner was a very special existence in Yi Ziqi's eyes. In short, he heard that he Yang Yuyao's name was mentioned in various topics, which made Yang Yuyao feel a little embarrassed.

"No, A Yuan, those who can draw talismans are monks with special talents." Yi Ziqi carried the food box into Yang Yuyao's room and explained at the same time. He didn't seem to think that a monk who had lost his memory could not remember common sense. What's wrong with being able to use magic to draw talismans? "Although most monks tend to become sword cultivators. In addition to the fact that sword cultivators make swords not only look good, but also have great lethality, the main reason is that becoming a sword cultivator has talent." The requirements are not that high. Even if the talent is not very good, you can still make up for it through diligent practice. In the world of cultivation, those who value talent the most are actually Talisman Cultivators and Formation Masters. The requirements for talent between these two are even higher than those of Alchemists and Weapon Refiners. You're a master! If you don't have talent, you won't be able to draw even the simplest talismans and formations. Like me, it's really amazing that you can draw talismans, A-Yuan. With a talent like yours, no matter what you want, No matter which sect you go to, you will definitely be rushing to get it!"

"Why can't you draw the talisman, Ziqi?" Although he knew it was heartbreaking, Yang Yuyao couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe it's because my spiritual power is not suitable," Yi Ziqi didn't feel offended. "Although my master is a talisman master, I can't draw a usable talisman. The drawing was exactly the same as the sample given by Master. But every time I finished drawing the talisman, I would explode... Including me and several junior brothers and sisters, no one could successfully draw the simplest peace talisman. I was so angry. Master has lost a lot of his white beard, and in recent years he has been trying to recruit a disciple who can draw talismans to inherit his mantle."

"Ziqi, you don't want your master to accept me as his disciple, do you?" Yang Yuyao couldn't help but take a step back with a stiff smile.

"I will mention you to my master, but even if my master wants to accept you as a disciple, A Yuan, it depends on whether you are willing, A Yuan." Yi Ziqi slowly unscrewed the food box and divided it into one Take out the small grid containing food and arrange it. "Seriously, A-Yuan, it's definitely not a loss to have my master as your teacher. My master is the number one talisman in the world of cultivation today!"

"I don't think my talent in talismans is good enough to deserve the personal guidance of such an expert..." Yang Yuyao declined politely. Of course, he understood that it was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get such an expert's guidance, but He just uses the talismans casually, and he doesn't want to spend too much energy on improving his talismans. Because his goal is to build a network in this world of immortality for him to access the Internet, and to achieve this goal, he can make it clear in his plan that runes and formations are more useful to him.

"A Yuan, don't belittle yourself." Yi Ziqi shook his head, but did not continue the topic, but changed the topic to the food he brought over, "Come and try, these are Yunxiao Pavilion's specialty snacks. "

Yang Yuyao looked at these snacks and was stunned. They were not the same as the late-night snacks he imagined. What he thought of were various grilled skewers, fried skewers, tinfoil snails, fried snails, crayfish, and fried noodles with fresh meat. Octopus balls, cheese sticks, fried milk, fried chicken, fried ice cream, fruit scoops, etc., etc., but I never thought it would be such a sweet-looking snack...

Help, his assistant's serious tone began to play automatically in his mind: "Academician Yang, for the sake of your fragile body, I have reminded you more than once to stay away from these carbohydrate bombs as much as possible. What I hope for is not just that you can If you live successfully past the age of twenty, you will be able to walk with you for five, ten or even twenty years to solve more projects together." By the way, he was just awarded the honor of academician last year, but Their research is so special that all awards are awarded secretly, and even this academician honor is filed secretly. His assistant had been saying this sentence for several years, four or five years, so much that Yang Yuyao could recite it by heart. It was only after Yang Yuyao received the title of academician that he changed his title to "Academician Yang." However, after changing this title, this passage sounded inexplicably more sarcastic.

"A Yuan?" Yi Ziqi was a little worried when he saw that Yang Yuyao hadn't come back to his senses after being stunned, so he couldn't help but speak out to try to wake him up, "Is there anything wrong with these snacks?"

"No, I just seemed to recall some memory but didn't catch it." Yang Yuyao shook his head and responded with a smile, "I'm sorry to make you worry. By the way, how much do these snacks cost?"

"Ayuan, you don't need to worry about how much money it is. This is what I asked you to do." Yi Ziqi carefully observed Yang Yuyao's expression and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw nothing unusual, and said with a smile.

"You can treat me, but I'll pay for it. Today's lunch and accommodation here are your treat. I know you want to repay me Ziqi for saving your life on the roadside, but that's just for me. Just do it to protect yourself." Yang Yuyao said firmly, although he did want to take advantage at first, after all, who wouldn't be happy if someone treated him to a treat. But when Yang Yuyao realized that Yi Ziqi was too interested in him, he felt that he could not continue like this. "I can't let you treat me whenever I need to spend money in the future, right?"

"It's not impossible." Yi Ziqi was quite happy with this.

"Ziqi, do you regard me as a friend?" Yang Yuyao asked with firm eyes, "If you regard me as a friend, don't take my action so seriously. Help between friends is mutual, maybe in the future I also need your help. So now just treat each other as normal, okay?"

"Okay, since you are so insistent." Maybe it was the eyes, maybe the tone, maybe the friend in the words, Yi Ziqi was completely convinced, and he felt his heart beating wildly, a strange, difficult The joy expressed in his words lifted up his soul, making him feel light and airy, as if he was flying up into the clouds.

Yunxiao Pavilion's dim sum is quite good, with a soft texture and moderate sweetness. But at first Yang Yuyao felt something was missing after eating it, and then he realized that there was something wrong with the drinks, but in this world, the only thing that seemed to go well with these snacks was tea.

"Well, it does seem like we should make some tea." After listening to Yang Yuyao's ideas, Yi Ziqi also felt that this should be the case, and he happened to have tea in his storage ring. There is a teapot and cups in the room, so they just need to replace the tea that was originally brewed in the teapot with new tea.

"By the way, A Yuan, you are wearing this...the shirt that was made today...what is it called? It looks very good when you put it on. Can you give me the paper pattern? I will also make a few orders by then. Pieces." Yi Ziqi suddenly asked after eating a few snacks.

"...Oh, the paper pattern is still in the embroidery shop. I forgot to come back. I will draw another one for you later." Yang Yuyao, who wanted to say that he had three pieces and could give one to Yi Ziqi, was comparing them. After checking their figures, they sadly discovered that Yi Ziqi couldn't fit into the T-shirt made to his size. After all, this is not a robe that can change size according to the body shape. "And this thing I'm wearing is called a T-shirt."

"Thank you, T-shirt? This name is so weird." Yi Ziqi couldn't pronounce the letter "t" smoothly. He had no contact with English and it was impossible for him to understand that the name described the shape of this clothing style. Yang Yuyao had no intention of explaining this in detail. He doesn't understand the world. What if there are English-speaking countries in the world similar to the United Kingdom? As long as Yi Ziqi remembers this name, it will be fine.