[Quick Transmigration] Struggle History of a Winner in Life

The soul overflowed from the broken world and submerged into the body of the man of peerless elegance.

The man woke up from a deep sleep, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing eyes as deep as the night, dotted with stars all over the sky.

He got up and plucked a flat peach from the flat peach fairy tree that was always by his side. While tasting it, he picked out the system attached to the spirit.

After searching, there is no task for him to go out.Many task executors were investigated again, and as expected, a large number of people were replaced.Sighing lightly, he casually shut down the system that had always had a low sense of presence.

Watching the world that lived in the past turned into a chaotic turbulent flow, like a drop of water, melting into the chaotic sea.The man stretched out his hand, and a true spirit fell into his hand.

Looking at the true spirit flying above his palm, the man was silent for a long time.Then, he shook his head, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and let go of the imprisonment of this true spirit.In the end, he watched the true spirit disappear into the sea of ​​chaos with a long tail of light.

That was his child, he loved and spoiled him for an unknown number of years, how could he be willing to do so!

Closing his eyes tiredly, the man searched for a safe place, nestled next to the flat peach fairy tree, arranged many restrictions, and then fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the man woke up, turned over and fell asleep again.

Suddenly, an exquisite bubble floated over from nowhere and stayed beside the man.

In the sea of ​​chaos, there is no top or bottom, no size, no past and no future. A bubble looks small, only as big as a man's eyeball, but it is actually a vast and boundless world.

The man stretched out his finger in confusion, and poked the bubble like a naughty child.Then, the man's soul was suddenly sucked out, entered the bubble, and fell into reincarnation.

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As the saying goes, the eldest grandson, the youngest son, is the heart of the old lady.

Er Gouzi's luck is really bad. He is the second child in the family, and he is the least valued of the three brothers in the family.Even if he looks good, works a lot, eats a little, and is smart.

Eleven or twelve-year-old Er Gouzi is really not like a child from a poor family.The handsome face like a knife, the oily wheat-colored skin, and the smooth muscles all show that he is different from other family members.

Ergouzi's father once thought that Ergouzi's mother, Hongxing, was cheating, and they quarreled for more than a month.If it weren't for the elders in the family and the folks in the village to testify, I'm afraid they would continue to quarrel.

However, since then, the life of the couple has become even more difficult.His parents dislike him, thinking that he is an important factor hindering family harmony.

Therefore, Er Gouzi was separated early, and only got a thatched hut, a few taels of silver and a few acres of Susukida.

Er Gouzi, who had been neglected by his family since he was a child, had no reaction at all to this unexpected result, and accepted it very calmly.

After packing up a package of his own things, Er Gouzi went to live in the thatched cottage under his own name.

The thatched huts are dilapidated and dusty, but it is undeniable that the thatched grass is bathed in the sun all day long and looks very warm.

Putting on a set of clothes that wrapped him tightly, Er Gouzi dismantled the whole thatched hut, and cleaned up the grass.Then, magically, a new thatched hut was built.Although smaller than the previous thatched cottage, it looks clean, small and exquisite.

There was nothing in the thatched hut, so Er Gouzi lived there for one night, and went up the mountain early the next morning.Obviously, he has done a lot of this kind of thing.

But it is also true, born in a poor family, not valued by parents, and given the least food.If there is no additional supplement, let alone look so good, it will be good if you don't starve to death.

Tie up the lively prey with a straw rope and carry it behind your back, Er Gouzi walked through the jungle with ease and came to a wooden house.

The wooden houses in the jungle are the places where hunters inhabit, and there are some simple living facilities inside, which are very convenient for resting and living.

Er Gouzi entered the wooden house, and there was already a hunter inside. In his 30s, he looks very mature.Wearing unknown animal skin clothes, carrying a well-made bow and arrow on his back, his whole body is very clean.Beside him, there were a few dead prey scattered here and there.

This is not an ordinary person, at least not an ordinary hunter, this is Er Gouzi's first impression of the man in front of him.

He knew hunters from all over the world, but the couple had never seen this person before.He has carefully observed the prey on several nearby mountains.The animal skin clothes were not pulled from the prey on the mountain at all.Moreover, in this poor place, there are no good bows and arrows.

Since the person in front of him is not a threat to him, he just pretends that he doesn't know, so as not to cause trouble to his upper body.

He called uncle like a good boy, and Er Gouzi put the live prey in the cage.Then, he picked up the machete in the wooden house and went out to chop wood.

There is firewood in the wooden house, but it is for emergency use and cannot be used under normal circumstances.After using it, you have to make up for it, because everything in this wooden house belongs not to one person, but to all hunters.

Looking through the cabinet, there was not much of the seasoning that Er Gouzi had carefully made, but there were some dried meat and salt stones.Obviously, the missing condiments were requisitioned by other hunters, but they didn't know how to replenish the good things that money couldn't buy, so they simply exchanged them with dried meat and salt stones.

And these dried meats are an important source of nutrition for Er Gouzi to supplement his body.It was also because of these things that he would not be starved to death at home.

Walking out of the wooden house with a basket, Er Gouzi picked some wild vegetables and messy fresh seasonings in the jungle.After cleaning by the creek not far from the cabin, I returned to the cabin.

Use ingenuity to crush pieces of bitter salt stones, grind them into powder, put them into a large urn, add water, and set them on several stones.

Lighting the fire with flint, Er Gouzi boiled the water filled with salt stones, and then filtered it several times to get more than half of the clear water.And this water is salt water.

In the following time, Er Gouzi slowly boiled the salt water with a slow fire.During this period, he set up another fire and boiled a pot of wild vegetable and dried meat soup in a clay pot.

Clean the clay pot and put it on the fire. After the water was boiled dry, Er Gouzi found the clay pot containing lard among the piles of bottles and jars.

I took a little lard and put it in the pot, it was really a little bit, it just soaked the bottom of the pot.

Put the sliced ​​jerky into the earthenware pot and stir fry, then Er Gouzi put some fresh seasonings into it one after another, after a while, a strong aroma radiated out, arousing the roundworm in the stomach .

The uncle who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath opened his eyes, looked at Er Gouzi with disbelief, took a deep breath, and a hint of misery flashed in his eyes.It's just an ordinary ingredient, but after a skillful combination, it actually exudes such a delicious smell. People can't help but praise, this kid is so powerful, and he is definitely a talent in alchemy and food cultivation.

Facing the burning eyes of the strange uncle, Er Gouzi remained unmoved. He put wild vegetables and some unprocessed seasonings in the clay pot, and added a small spoonful of salt water to continue stir-frying.

After a few brief stir-fries, Ergouzi added water and some unprocessed seasonings, and covered the pot.

After finishing this, Er Gouzi looked at the strange uncle and asked with a smile, with a simple and honest look.

"Uncle, I see that you haven't had breakfast early in the morning, do you want to have some?"

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, with a look of relief, "Then I will trouble you, little guy."

"It's not troublesome at all. I'm going to wash two pairs of bowls and chopsticks. Uncle, wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

After speaking, Er Gouzi walked out.

The creek was not far away, and Er Gouzi came back soon.Passing a pair of bowls and chopsticks to the strange uncle, he opened the lid of the pan, and the rich aroma was revealed immediately.

Put the last seasoning, a small handful of chopped garlic.Then, Er Gouzi slowly reduced the fire at the bottom of the clay pot until it disappeared.

"Uncle, the meal is ready and ready to eat." Er Gouzi greeted, and sat by the fire, scooped up a large bowl of dried wild vegetable soup, and ate it first.

The strange uncle walked to the fire with a smile, and started to eat, moving faster and faster. After a while, the whole pot of wild vegetable jerky soup disappeared.

It's so delicious, it's not like what an ordinary mortal can make.He decided that this little guy must be abducted, otherwise, how would he satisfy his appetite in the future.

After cleaning up the dishes, Er Gouzi looked at the salt water in the pot.Very good, the water is almost evaporated, leaving only snow-white crystals.And these snow-white crystals are the legendary snow salt.

"Little guy, I ate your food, but I won't eat it in vain. I have a set of boxing skills here. I will fight it once. Everything you can learn is yours." After Er Gouzi packed all the salt, the unfamiliar Uncle said so.Then he came to the open space in front of the house and tried out a set of punches.

Er Gouzi blinked his eyes, watched the strange uncle finish his fight intently, then turned around to pack up the prey he had hunted all morning.

"Thank you uncle, I have learned everything, I have something to do, so I will leave first."

After finishing speaking, Er Gouzi was about to leave.

The strange uncle was taken aback, and called Er Gouzi to stop him. "You really learned it, come on, type it again and let me see."

Er Gouzi had no choice but to put down the prey on his back, stand in the open space and beat him again.The posture is standard, and the method of breathing is perfect, as if someone has carefully taught it.

The more the strange uncle looked at Er Gouzi, the more satisfied he became. Such a genius, he must abduct him and become his disciple.

Why the strange uncle is so calm, of course, is because, with a photographic memory, a genius with extraordinary talent is nothing in the realm of comprehension.Even if he doesn't have the talent of photographic memory, but at his level of practice, photographic memory is just a small ability.

Thinking of this, the strange uncle let Er Gouzi go.His spiritual consciousness has been paying attention to Er Gouzi until he accurately finds Er Gouzi's home.