fantasy player in marvel

He doesn't know English, nor French, German or Italian. He only knows Chinese.

Speaking of this, I still blame myself for not working hard when I was a child. I firmly believed that I am Chinese when I am born, and my soul is Chinese when I die. It is impossible for me to learn English, and I finished elementary school and junior high school in my life.In the end, I was a scumbag in foreign languages.

But the interesting thing is that since he got the system, although he can't understand these things, he can understand them.He can understand what is being said on TV and radio programs, but he cannot read or recognize the words.

This is a function of the system that allows others to speak to their own ears.And when he speaks, if the other person is an American, it sounds like American English.If it's Russian, it sounds Russian.The system even translates in dialects, which is a great feature.

There is no doubt that it will be no problem for him to live abroad.There is no need for him to start learning English all over again.

One problem is solved, and another one pops up.He has no money.

He found that there was not much rice left in the rice vat, and there were not many vegetables left.The immediate priority is money to live on.

He took out the old Taoist priest's card and ran to a nearby cash machine to check, but there wasn't much left.He didn't have any money in his own card either.This is uncomfortable.This Taoist temple's water and electricity bills and daily living expenses all require money, and it is impossible to have no money.

I have no choice but to go back and find a way to get money. At least I have to have money for food and the like.A penny can stump a heroic man. He has not even started his journey to become a hegemon, so he has to fall here.

Wang didn't understand the way Taoism made money in the past, and he didn't inherit any so-called memories.But you can guess that the old Taoist priest must have used some strange method. After all, the old Taoist priest is not simple.

If I were to do it myself, I would have to think down-to-earth.With his current ability, he has several options for finding a job. One is to be a translator, preferably a simultaneous translation without having to write it out.But this town seems to have no need for this profession.

For the rest, combined with his guess about the experience value, Wang also had an idea.

If you have an idea, you should take action. You immediately change your clothes, lock the Taoist temple from the outside, and then turn around and go to a breeding farm in the town, which is a place that specializes in raising turkeys.He wants to be a butcher

There's nothing wrong with it. In the game, you can gain experience points by killing turtles and caterpillars. There's no reason why he can't kill turkeys.

"No, your method is really inappropriate." The boss looked at Wang Ye's actions and couldn't help but dissuade him.

This is not killing a chicken, this is torture.Chickens also have dignity, but your actions are simply cruelty.

"It's okay, boss. I can learn if I don't know how. I need less money," Wang Ye said hurriedly when he saw that his experience value column had increased by 20 experience points.

"It's not a matter of more money or less. I don't need employees here anymore." The boss really didn't want to accept it.

"You don't want employees, what do you want me to try?" Wang Ye became anxious when he heard it. He didn't want employees and still let him try it on. There were blood stains on the clothes. Isn't this kidding?

"I want to see how talented you are. But it doesn't seem right now. I won't accept apprenticeships here." The boss thought to himself, why don't you accept you?When I came in, I heard you speak so confidently. I thought you were a veteran at killing chickens, but I didn't expect you to be a newbie.

"Okay, but you have to pay some compensation, after all, the clothes are like this." Wang Ye said.

The boss was so frustrated by him that he finally gave him ten dollars and sent him away.

Wang Ye was not trying to trick anyone. After he went back and changed his clothes, he took the clothes stained with blood and ran to the dry cleaners on the street. It cost him eight dollars to clean them, so he lost two dollars.

Returning to the Taoist temple, I was confused about what to do now.

"Is the Taoist Master here?" Just when Wang could do nothing, a man's voice suddenly shouted from the door of the Taoist temple.

"Uh, this donor is not right, layman, what's the matter with?" Wang Ye stepped forward and asked.

"Taoist Master Wang Ye, where is your old Taoist priest?" The visitor, a yellow-skinned man in his 30s, asked hurriedly after seeing Wang Ye.

"My master turned into an immortal last night." Wang Ye replied.

"How come Yu Hua Xian left so suddenly? What should I do?" The man was a little anxious when he heard that the old Taoist priest was dead.

"What's wrong?" Wang Ye asked strangely. He was not anxious even after his master died. Why are you anxious?

"I've been having some trouble at home these days. When things were not going well in the past, I asked your master for a peace talisman. After I went back, I got better. Now that your master is dead, this talisman"

"That's right, no problem, the talisman is there." Wang Ye quickly replied after hearing this. He saw the talisman when he was rummaging through the cabinets before and thought it was useless. Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest usually helped people draw talismans.

Also, as a Taoist priest, if you want to make money, you have to sell talismans or tell people's fortunes.In another country, there is no way to rely solely on incense for a living.The old Taoist priest still has some ideas.

"Is it like this?" Wang Ye took out the runes from the cabinet, ran out and handed them to the man.

"Yes, yes, that's it. It's exactly the same." The man took it in his hand and looked at it. When he confirmed that it was right, he thanked him again and again, then turned and walked out.

"What, this talisman?" Wang Ye shouted as soon as he saw that he was leaving.

"Yes, yes, yes, I forgot, this is talisman money." The man was stunned for a moment after being called, and then realized that he had not given the money, and quickly took out fifty dollars and handed it over. "Your master usually sells them for ten dollars each. But knowing that your master has passed away, the rest should be regarded as my donation to the Taoist temple. Don't refuse."

"Then I thank you, layman. Can I ask if there is anyone else in town who needs this?" Of course he would not refuse if he had the money, so he asked after taking the money.

"Probably not. I am the only immigrant in this town. The others are all locals. They don't believe this." The man replied.

"That's it, okay, thank you, layman." Wang Ye nodded after hearing this, not surprised.After all, this is abroad, and most people are still Christians and do not believe in Taoism.

But this business was done through sales promotion, so he didn't believe he couldn't sell it.

There are not many runes left, and there are only four or five such runes left. It is impossible to sell them all.Wang Ye found a few pieces of talisman paper left in the cabinet and began to draw them according to the gourd's pattern.

This kind of runes requires special talisman paper, and the pigment is not ordinary, but cinnabar.But Wang didn't plan to make it that good, so he could just use ink.

As for the things painted on them, he didn't know what they meant, but he could probably describe them. Anyway, he believed that Americans didn't understand what they said.

When it comes to drawing talisman, as long as you don't understand it yourself, others will definitely find it incomprehensible.As for the things he painted, even a Chinese person might not know what they are, let alone an American.

After seeing that they were about the same, Wang started to get them one after another. In the middle of the night, Wang also got more than 20 pictures, and then put a few of them together in a stack.

The talisman alone is not useful, so the appearance must be done well. It is definitely inappropriate to wear a suit to sell talismans.Wang also put on a Taoist robe and held a whisk in his hand, which was left by the old Taoist priest.Lock the door, go out and start looking for fat sheep.