The villain counterattacks Bailian [Quick Transmigration]

System, you have gone bad!You can actually use the word dog boy to describe Destiny's Child and his partner!

Su Ren yelled pretending to be fussy.

The system suddenly panicked: You...you...you have the nerve to say it!If it weren't for you, how could I... Ahhh!I am no longer pure!I am polluted by you!You bastard!

The system cursed nonsense, but Su Ren smiled wryly.

He never imagined that one day he would be reduced to bickering with the system to have fun.

"To be honest, System, if you really treat me as a friend, it's better to let me die."

Su Ren was talking to himself.

He didn't think that Jiuyuan, who had been trampled by fate like this, would have a chance to turn his cards around.

Unless, pick up the magic weapon against the sky, go back to before the bad luck started!

But if Jiuyuan had that chance, he would not be a villain, he would be the child of destiny!

Thinking of this, Su Ren closed his eyes resignedly, waiting for death to come.

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ding dong... ding dong...

The camel bell sounded from far to near, and there were a few more breaths beside him.

Su Ren opened his eyes, and found that several men with high noses and deep eyes were discussing around him, and some even stretched out their hands to detect his breathing.

Realizing that these people were trying to determine his life and death, Su Ren quickly blinked his eyes and moved his fingers as much as possible to let the strangers realize that he was still alive.

The men were stunned!

This man who is only half breathed still wants to live!

This must be God's will!

The men hurriedly knelt down and prayed, then brought water bags and fed them to the half-dead Su Ren.

At the same time, the doctors in the caravan brought spirits and bandages.

The wound was first washed with strong alcohol, and then layer after layer of bandages were wrapped around the wound. Finally, they moved him to a wheelbarrow made of improvised wooden boards.

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In the first few days, Su Ren spent in bumps.

His whole body was already in tatters, and after being thrown into the desert, he became weaker due to excessive blood loss, severe dehydration, and wound infection. If he hadn't met this group of passing Western Region businessmen, he would have had to wait to die.

After lying down for about 20 days, Su Ren was able to sit on the wheelbarrow and see the scenery to the left and right.

Seeing that he recovered so quickly, the people in the caravan became happy and stepped forward to say hello.

"Little brother, you have saved your life."

"Brother is so beautiful, if he wears women's clothes, he might be regarded as some kind of peerless beauty."

"Brother, you have to work hard to build your muscles, or you will be targeted by perverts! Haha!"

……

The men in the caravan spoke to him in blunt Chinese, but Su Ren kept smiling and didn't answer.

After the crowd dispersed, Su Ren asked the system: What's going on?How could there be a caravan from the Western Regions passing by in the wasteland?

System: They are Western businessmen. In order to obtain a hundredfold profit, they have to cross the wasteland that is also insurmountable for Eastern immortals.

Western businessmen who do business with Eastern cultivators...

The impassable wasteland...

Su Ren was stunned.

He thought of an absurd possibility: since the east of this world is the civilization of cultivating immortals, then the western world under the same setting should be the civilization of magic or alchemy!

He touched his belly subconsciously.

Jiuyuan's golden elixir has been dug out, and his meridian has been broken every inch of it. There is no possibility of starting over from scratch. If Jiuyuan was not only 50 years old when he became the golden elixir ancestor, he would still have a hundred years of youth even if his cultivation base was abolished. The years have turned back and become old and unbearable.

Since cultivating immortality is no longer possible, how about relying on magic or alchemy to counterattack?

Thinking of this, Su Ren no longer resisted the Western businessmen who were traveling with him, and chatted with them whenever he had the opportunity to inquire about the situation in the Western world.

Western businessmen who came to the East to do business were used to the arrogance of the Orientals. It was rare to meet a handsome young man who was interested in Western civilization. Naturally, he knew everything about him and told them everything they knew. All poured out.

According to the descriptions of the merchants, magic does exist in the Western world under this setting, and it is also combined with the alchemy achievement known as the Philosopher's Stone, giving birth to the steam magic civilization!

The Western world is ruled by the Holy See. The supreme leader of the Holy See is called the Pope. The Holy See has a holy knight order composed of mechanical armor called holy angels. Each holy angel is equipped with a holy knight and five alternate holy knights.

In the western world, everyone—no matter what kind of person he will become in the future—dreamed of becoming a paladin when he was a teenager, because a paladin represents the highest honor, and because only a paladin is qualified to drive a ten-meter-high The holy angel, holding a 20-meter spear of wrath, walks on the earth in the name of God!

"I was fortunate enough to see the arrival of the holy angel. It was so magnificent and solemn that my words could not describe it. Anyone who does not believe in God will cry when he sees the holy angel because he doubted the existence of God. runny nose!"

Western businessmen described the appearance of the holy angel to Su Ren with almost crazy enthusiasm, and regarded it as the embodiment of divine power.

Su Ren just wanted to touch the holy angel with his own hands, to find out the structure and power source of the holy angel, and——

Can it be used by him!

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After traveling together for half a year, the caravan finally returned to the western world, and Su Ren's wounds were basically healed.

On the night of arriving in the border town, the owner of the caravan had a showdown with Su Ren.

"Mr. Su," he said straight to the point, "I saved your life and brought you back to the civilized world. You should be rewarded with a lot of money, but you are now penniless..."

"Just say what you want to say!"

Su Ren, who knew well that businessmen seek profit, looked at the boss calmly.

The boss was a little embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "Mr. Su, if you don't mind, I would like to take you to Feilengcui. There are several bishops in the Holy See who like to collect oriental things, and they may be willing to hire you with a lot of money."

"Are you sure about hiring?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Su Ren's mouth.

The caravan boss was stunned.

He dared to bet that if an oriental beauty like Su Ren's exquisite appearance, neutral temperament and clear eyes were like a child's brows but exuded the vicissitudes of time, as long as she appeared in the auction house, she would definitely arouse the aristocrats' looting, and the transaction price would be as low as [-].

"You're going to sell me as a slave, aren't you?"

Seeing that the boss didn't answer, Su Ren asked again.

The boss smiled awkwardly and explained: "Mr. Su, when I brought you back from the wasteland, you were only half breathed. I don't know how much medicine and water I wasted along the way. If you can pay off the debt within a year, I don't want to To do something that is hated, the question is, can you?"

"I can't," Su Ren said, "You're right, I'm penniless now and I'm in a foreign land, not to mention paying off the debt within a year, even ten years may not be able to pay off all the money. "

"so--"

The boss smiled expectantly and warily—as long as Su Ren dared to say "no" to him, the helpers outside the room would rush in immediately, tie up the beautiful oriental man with chains, and stuff him into the car to drive to Feilengcui. carriage!

How could Su Ren not know that there was an ambush outside the door.

He had been thinking about how to create an opportunity to get in touch with the top officials of the Holy See, but now that the opportunity came to him, he naturally pushed the boat along and said, "I will go to Fei Leng Cui with you, but you have to promise me that you will not treat me harshly on the way to Fei Leng Cui, and , buy me some beautiful and decent clothes. For the products that are going to be sold at high prices, you must do some necessary packaging!"

"Of course! I will buy you the clothes that best complement your beauty, and make the entire emerald nobles go crazy for you!"

The caravan boss said overjoyed, as if he saw himself swimming in the ocean of gold coins.

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From the small town to Feilengcui, about [-] kilometers, it takes a month to take an ordinary carriage, but it only takes three days to take a mechanical carriage operated by the Holy See.

Worried that Su Ren would change his mind, the boss gritted his teeth and bought three tickets for the mechanical carriage.

So, even though he came to the world of cultivating immortals, Su Ren calmly sat in the steam-powered mechanical carriage after his cultivation base was abolished, drinking coffee with sugar, looking out the window at the receding green fields, and the The mysterious energy called electricity produced while refining the Philosopher's Stone was transported to the tall stone pillars in major cities.

"Can everyone in the Western world afford electricity?" Su Ren asked.

The boss smiled and said: "Electricity, like mechanical armor, is the essence of our civilization, and only the most noble kings can enjoy it. We ordinary people are honored to be able to light it with kerosene lamps."

"What the hell is the Philosopher's Stone?"

Su Ren had heard the caravan owner mention the Philosopher's Stone more than once.

It is the key to steam magic civilization, it allows mechanical knights to ride the land, it illuminates the night of the city, and it makes everything impossible become possible.

He has reason to suspect that the Philosopher's Stone in the Western magical civilization and the Lingshi in the Eastern Immortal Cultivation System are the same thing.

The caravan owner also wanted to show off in front of the Orientals, pointing to the head of the mechanical horse and saying, "This is the Philosopher's Stone."

Su Ren looked over and saw a blood-red stone on top of the black iron horse: "Looks like an ordinary ruby?"

"It's really just an ordinary Philosopher's Stone, used to drive mechanical carriages or palace lighting."

The businessman proudly introduced: "It is said that the purest Philosopher's Stone is a blood-like liquid, which flows in the body of a holy angel and can make a ten-meter-long mechanical knight dance like a butterfly."

"Let the ten-meter-tall paladin dance?"

Su Ren once traveled to the world of mechas, and knew that making the mechas dance is a very difficult task that can only be accomplished by top mecha pilots.

"Yes, every paladin has the power to make holy angels dance."

A rare longing flashed in the merchant's eyes: "When I was a child, I also dreamed of becoming a paladin, but unfortunately... I didn't even pass the first-level spiritual power test."

"What is a spiritual power test?" Su Ren asked.

The businessman said: "The spiritual power test is the entrance test of the Holy Knight Academy. All children can take part, regardless of your beliefs. After passing the fifth-level spiritual power test, you can enter for free and receive a ten-year Paladin education. The final passers will become alternate paladins."

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Do you want to write monks vs mechs in the future~ I am thinking about this complicated question~