The deadly enemy pulled me into micro-business after time travel

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang, and Zhuo Qing, with a bearded face and black eyes, struggled to open his eyes, followed the sound to find the phone, and hung up the phone without seeing the call notification.

"Jingle Bell……"

"Who is MD!" Zhuo Qing swears, hangs up the phone again, and turns off the phone directly.

"Jingle Bell……"

Zhuo Qing, who had just closed his eyes and was about to go back to sleep, was terrified.He turned his head and saw that the phone turned on automatically for some reason, and the phone rang again.

"Did I reboot?" Zhuo Qing said to himself.

Zhuo Qing, who had already woken up in shock, glanced at the caller ID: "Unknown call? What the hell, why is the phone number not displayed... Hey, who is it! A disturbing dream early in the morning! I hung up on you twice Even if you don’t give up, you still call me persistently, debt collection or death?!”

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and he said, "Isn't it past eleven o'clock in the afternoon? In which country is it early in the morning? Are you traveling abroad?"

Zhuo Qing yawned and said, "My morning starts at two o'clock in the afternoon. Who are you and what's the matter?"

He said on the phone, "I'm Wan Xu."

Zhuo Qing: "..."

Zhuo Qing: "Are you kidding me? Wan Xu has been dead for a year! Did you call from the underworld?!"

"Well, has it been a year?" The voice on the phone was a little sad, "Are my parents okay?"

Zhuo Qing: "...crazy."

He hung up the phone again.Immediately the phone rang again.

Zhuo Qing got angry, and cursed at the phone: "Aren't you finished? You want to cheat and find his relatives and friends! You want to take revenge and find God who caused the mudslide! I don't know him well! What the hell are you..."

"I'm not dead." Said on the phone.

Zhuo Qing picked out his ears: "What?"

"I'm going to the world of cultivating immortals."

The corner of Zhuo Qing's mouth twitched slightly: "Huh?"

"Do me a favor……"

Zhuo Qing not only hung up the phone this time, but also dragged the unknown caller into the blacklist.

"Unlucky, who has the brains to play such rubbish jokes on me." Zhuo Qing rubbed his forehead.He drank himself a large glass of Wuliangye last night, and now he is hungover.

When he was about to go back to sleep, he couldn't help clenching his fists when he saw himself throwing the test sheet by the bedside.

unlucky!What a fucking bad luck!

Zhuo Qing looked up at the ceiling with blank eyes.

Why am I so fucking unlucky, so many people in the world smoke, how come I have lung cancer!It's still TM advanced lung cancer!I am not a heavy smoker!

unlucky!unlucky!unlucky!unlucky!

"Jingle Bell."

Zhuo Qing frowned and looked at the mobile phone he threw on the bed: "Who is it?"

He picked up his phone impatiently, and it was still "unknown call".

Another unknown call? !It can't really be a supernatural event, can it? !

Zhuo Qing trembled violently and almost threw the phone out.

No, no, it must be other harassing calls.

When Zhuo Qing was trembling, he accidentally touched the answer button with his finger, and the call was connected.

"Hey, don't struggle, I can call you no matter if you turn off the blacklist or change your phone. Can you listen to me first?!"

Zhuo Qing was so frightened that his head went blank, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Go to WeChat, install the applet I sent you through my friends, and click on it. Speed! If you don't click on it within 5 minutes, I will kill you!"

"Brother! Although we have been strangled since we were young, your death has nothing to do with me. If you want to ask for your life, don't look for me... Ah, don't hang up, hey! Hey!" Zhuo Qing was so frightened that tears almost flowed out up.

What's the matter!I was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer yesterday, and today I met a ghost demanding my life. I am not a treacherous person, why is God playing with me like this? !Or is it that I did a lot of evil in my previous life, and I will be punished in this life?

Zhuo Qing trembled and trembled, and while choking up sobs, he followed the phone ghost's instructions to open WeChat, through a friend of a stranger nicknamed "Wan Xu".

After passing the friend, Wan Xu immediately sent a small program called "Love Home".Zhuo Qing sniffed, received the applet and installed it.

Do you really want to click on it?After clicking on it, am I dragged into hell by him, or is my body taken over by him?

Zhuo Qing was completely disheartened, and said to himself: "I was wrong, I should have walked around him if I had known that he held grudges so much, and why should I fight with him. Forget it, I won't live long anyway. Heh, like this I don’t know how to die, which is more comfortable than dying from illness.”

Zhuo Qing clicked the icon of the "Love Home" applet with his fingers, and closed his eyes.

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"How long are you going to sleep, are you asleep?" A somewhat familiar voice rang in Zhuo Qing's ear.

Zhuo Qing's heart trembled, and his eyes closed even tighter.

I, I, I, I won't be afraid until I open my eyes!

In Zhuo Qing's mind, he had already imagined Wan Xu as a ghost in front of him.Wan Xu, who was flattened by the mudslide, must be a lump of meat, right o(╥﹏╥)o?

"Zhuo idiot."

Hearing the familiar taunt after a year, Zhuo Qing reflexively retorted: "Million retarded!"

Damn!I called a ghost!Zhuo Qing felt dizzy.

"You're quite energetic." Wan Xu stretched out his hand to pinch Zhuo Qing's cheek, and said, "Open your eyes, I'm not a ghost."

"It hurts, it hurts..." Zhuo Qing opened his eyes in pain. In front of him, "Li Gui" was dressed in a white gown, and his long black hair was tied up by a wooden hairpin. .

"Where's the acne on your face? There's a plastic surgery industry in the Underworld?" Seeing a familiar face, Zhuo Qing habitually teased people, then jumped back abruptly, stammering, "I, I, I, I opened a Just kidding, no, I mean..."

"I have a pimple on my face and forehead, and you picked it out when I was taking a nap on the table, don't make it look like I have a pimple on my face." Wan Xu interrupted, "I don't know. Having said that, I’m transmigrated to the world of cultivating immortals. Open your dog eyes and take a good look around you, is the underworld like this? This is my portable space.”

Zhuo Qing sniffed and looked around.

He is in a hut that may only be more than ten square meters. There are only two futons and a small table in the hut, and nothing else.There was a gray mist outside the hut, as if some monster would pop out of the mist at any moment.

"It's still very similar to the Underworld." Zhuo Qing said truthfully, "The slums of the Underworld."

Wan Xu: "..." suddenly discouraged.

"It will get better in the future, take a look at this, and sign if you have no objection." Wan Xu frowned, and stuffed a piece of paper into Zhuo Qing's hand.

"What the hell... Ah, let me go, you really went to cultivate immortality?" Zhuo Qing looked at the unknown magic weapon in his hand, which was obviously just a thin piece of paper, but could slide content up, down, left, and right like a tablet computer. "Let me see... what? Cooperate to open a store? I, you, and the system will share three, three, four, four, three, three, four, and four? The obtained things can be exchanged for hut decorations, and build a loving home..."

Zhuo Qing's face instantly turned as blue as his name.

Wan Xu also showed a disgusted expression as if swallowing a fly.

"What's the use of this thing?" Zhuo Qing became more courageous when he realized that Wan Xu was not dangerous.He shook the paper in his hand and said, "Just a few portable spaces that can be decorated? Can it cure my lung cancer? Yes, I will sign."

Wan Xu was stunned: "You have lung cancer?"

Zhuo Qing was silent for a while, then laughed at himself: "Yes, lung cancer, advanced stage."

Wan Xu walked to the wall and tapped on it with his fingers.A round ball of light floated out from the wall.

Zhuo Qing sat cross-legged on the futon, propped his chin with his hand and said, "Ghost?"

Wan Xu said: "The customer service spirit. You have heard his question just now, can you solve it?"

The customer service elf shook: "Slow solution. Set up the home of love. After the home of love reaches level five, it will generate aura. Stay in the home of love for eight hours a day, and it will heal within a year."

"Can you change the name, for example, WeChat Homeland would be great." Zhuo Qing, who has passed the shock period, is very calm this time, "One year? Maybe I can live that long, but when can Homeland be upgraded to level five?" ?”

The customer service elf lists homeland upgrade experience.Even if they buy the cheapest furniture, they need to earn at least 2000 million Chinese dollars through the WeChat store to gather so much experience.

Zhuo Qing's face turned dark all of a sudden.If he was asked to scrape together 2000 million yuan, he could barely scrape it together, but selling things worth 2000 million yuan...the methods to make money quickly are all written in the criminal law, and he doesn't want to be arrested.

"What do we sell? Pills? Magical artifacts? Rare herbs?" Zhuo Qing asked, "It shouldn't be a problem to sell things in the world of immortality for several million, right?"

"Because of the huge difference in aura between the two worlds, the exotic plants in the realm of comprehension cannot survive in the world of No. 2 host; the effect of panacea is probably a little better than that of health care products; the power of fairy artifacts has dropped to the same level as guns and ammunition." The customer service elf is doing his duty. The introduction said, "The system will automatically set the price based on the real value of the item in the No. 2 host world, and the price cannot be changed."

Wan Xu took out a talisman: "Spell of the God of Thunder. One of the five talismans of the God of Thunder. It is extremely powerful against evil spirits. It can wipe away the ghosts and ghosts in Fang Yuan's hundreds of miles. The world of cultivating immortals is priced at one thousand spirit beads."

Zhuo Qing asked: "How much is a thousand Lingzhu worth?"

The customer service elf said: "One thousand spirit beads can provide enough food and clothing for a family of five for ten years in the secular world where host No. 1 is located."

"Can you call us by our names directly? I'm confused when I hear number 1 and number 2." Zhuo Qing's eyes widened: "So expensive? Then what is its price in Minecraft?"

Customer Service Wizard: "Okay, Zhuo Qing. The Heavenly Thunder God Charm is priced at 1 yuan in Zhuo Qing's world."

Zhuo Qing: "..."

He looked at Wan Xu, Wan Xu had a look of lovelessness, obviously he already knew about it.

Zhuo Qing: "...you are a rich man in another world, and you have a whole storehouse of spells of this level, right?"

Wan Xu's expression became even more unlovable: "No, I'm a poor person, a grassroots, the bottom of the sect, and I'm still being hunted down."

Zhuo Qing smiled wryly: "Is there a second way?"

Customer service elf: "Yes, you signed a contract, Wan Xu's soul can enter the avatar given by the system to enter Zhuo Qing's world. As long as Wan Xu's soul incarnation is no more than one meter away from Zhuo Qing's body, it can slowly nourish Zhuo Qing's body , to stop the lung cancer from deteriorating. After the contract is signed, Wan Xu’s soul can be exchanged with Zhuo Qing’s for one hour every day. After Wan Xu’s soul possesses Zhuo Qing, it will reverse the transformation of lung cancer and gradually restore Zhuo Qing’s health. Every time the homeland is upgraded, the exchange time will increase by one hour."

The two were silent at the same time.