MTL - Full-time Master: Buy Excellent Era at the Start-Chapter 1 buy excellent era

dizzy.

When Chen Xing woke up, there was a loud game background sound coming from the earphones, and there were a few people chattering and talking, and the tone sounded very unfriendly.

He adjusted the earphones, feeling a little emotional in his heart, he was not yet thirty, and it was too late after only going through the night.

Don't accept it.

"continue."

While Chen Xing was speaking, he put his hands on the keyboard.

"Continue to be a fart, you can fall asleep even if you are a battle mage? Outrageous! The priest is out of mana... Forget it, let's quit, the wild team is just unreliable..."

In the earphones, it sounded like a young man in his early twenties, with a very violent temper, and the more he spoke, the worse his words sounded. Most people would reply a few words when they were said so, but Chen Xing was unexpectedly silent.

He remembered that the two nephews of his relatives were on summer vacation recently, and knowing that he was a retired professional player, they clamored for him to take the dungeon with them, but the voice in the earphones was extremely strange.

His eyes fell on his hand resting on the keyboard. It was slender and fair, with well-defined joints. He flexibly manipulated it, and he didn't see the original scar on the back of the hand.

Chen Xing's breathing froze for a moment, and his eyes finally fell on the computer interface. The interface of the game was a little strange... It seemed that he had never played it before, and it was still from the first perspective... He glanced at the name of the game:

glory.

A bit of memory left in the corner was dug out. A teammate who used to compete with him recommended a novel to him, saying that the protagonist in it was quite similar to him, and they were all "full-time masters"...

Chen Xing laughed it off, and after retiring, he found it and looked at it again and again, but he still clearly remembered the name of the game.

crossed...

Really caught off guard.

There was a feeling of dumbfounding in my heart, but after knowing where I had traveled, the previous tension about the unknown world disappeared completely. In just a few seconds, he was immersed in this strange but novel game in front of him... Maybe this is the quality of a professional player.

He read the skill column at a very fast speed, and at the same time began to manipulate the character in his hand to move, and he was a little stumbling at first.

"Hey, pretend to be disconnected? Didn't expect that, the master is still waiting for you here. Hahaha, is it embarrassing?"

It was only then that Chen Xing realized that there was someone talking in his ear all the time. As for what that person said before, I'm sorry, he really didn't hear clearly, but it shouldn't be a good thing.

But he was not angry, he just smiled slightly and said, "Do you want me to take you flying?"

His tone was calm and calm, and he put aside such trivial things as time travel, his obsessive-compulsive disorder made him think about the dungeons that he hadn't finished brushing before time travel, and now he has to pass the ones in his hand no matter what, that's what it means to have a beginning and an end.

At this moment, there were only two people left in the dungeon, one was him, and the other was the young man who played a melee character, and he didn't know the specific profession.

That young man has a bad temper. He has already reduced Chen Xing to the dust, but he doesn't know how he has the face to say "lead the fly". The guy gets a beating.

"You [email protected]#￥%..."

At this time, a message popped up in the public channel.

System: The voice of the player [Ren Wo Kuang] has been muted.

Traveling Thousands of Miles Alone: ​​[Dear player, the player you reported [Renwokuang] has been detected by the system as maliciously abusive, and has been banned for 24 hours. Thank you for your contribution to maintaining the game environment! 】

Traveling thousands of miles alone: ​​[Sunglasses] [Sunglasses]

Let me go crazy and type directly on the keyboard.

Let me be crazy: Shameless! !

Let me be crazy: You wait for me! You are screwed!

Maybe it was because he was worried that his words would be banned by the system master again. Ren Wokuang's words were quite civilized, but this attack power was about zero to Chen Xing.

In the next second, Chen Xing had already controlled the character to enter the next level. Ren Wokuang had to interrupt his typing, manipulated the character to follow, and simply focused on traveling alone. There were only two people left in the dungeon. It is impossible to get through the level of waste, and it is even more impossible for him to help, Ren Wokuang smiled darkly, and then typed the next sentence.

Let me be crazy: Lord, just stand here, let's see how you take me away! [smile] [smile]

At the same time, he quickly turned on the screen recording function of the game, waiting to record the embarrassing scene of the other party and put it on the Internet, so that all the gods can enjoy it.

Three minutes later, two large characters popped up on the game interface.

glory!

Without seeing what Ren Wokuang said, Chen Xing casually quit the dungeon, not asking for equipment or anything.

Just about to exit the game, a small prompt pops up in the lower right corner.

[Ren Wokuang applied to add you as a friend, do you agree. 】

Chen Xing glanced at it, ignored it, and exited directly.

Turning around, he saw the 50-square-meter large bedroom behind him at a glance. The decoration was very tasteful. Chen Xing couldn't help raising his eyebrows: What kind of rich and noble family is this?

He found the bathroom and went in, stood in front of the mirror, traveled through it for about ten minutes, and finally saw his current appearance.

Surprisingly, this appearance is similar to when he was young, Chen Xing only had one word in his heart: Handsome!

It’s not that he’s bragging. Some fans once found photos of him when he was young, and they lamented that he was handsome without knowing it. Eyes, big dark circles, almost like a salted fish most of the time.

Now someone Chen shamelessly touched the face of "myself": so tender!

With such an appearance, it feels like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old. Chen Xing naturally became curious about the identity he traveled through.

Furthermore, I am time-traveling, and I have not inherited memories, especially I cannot let my identity pass through.

Chen Xing spent the whole night rummaging through the bedroom, as well as cell phones and computers, and pieced together his current identity.

A rich second generation who just turned eighteen and graduated from an art academy in the United States. And the extent of this wealth is far beyond the imagination of Chen Xing, a commoner. He learned from limited information that the father of this body donated a campus to that school, just to send the owner of this body to study for three years. Not long after he graduated, his graduation works were auctioned for tens of millions of dollars. The professors of the college shamelessly called him "contemporary Picasso".

Chen Xing had seen that line drawing, it was too artistic for him to appreciate it.

At this age when he was supposed to be someone else's father, he became someone else's son. Chen Xing suppressed his dissatisfaction when he saw the millions of money transfer records in the text messages. He is a grandson.

But Chen Xing couldn't have imagined that the life and entertainment of such a wealthy second generation would be so boring. Then he learned that the owner of this body turned out to be a problem child with slight mental problems. No wonder.

Although he was a patient, his identity gave him an excuse for his change, and it was nothing to worry about.

That being the case, with the support of money, there is no hindrance to what you want to do.

In his previous life, Chen Xing was just an ordinary person. Even though he was a once brilliant professional player, after timetraveling, he still feels unrealistic about the huge wealth under his name, but he is still stable now.

But thinking of becoming a rich second generation, it seems that there is no goal at once, and there is no need to work hard...

Chen Xing was inevitably a little confused. This seemed to be similar to his previous life. It had nothing to do with material aspects, and a life without goals was a bit boring to him.

Not to mention, how strange I am to this world.

But he soon realized that what he possessed included a young body, and he had all the conditions to become a professional player, and this world still had such a novel and challenging game as Glory...

In fact, he didn't have any sense of identity with the so-called rich second generation and wealth, and he didn't take it for granted that it belonged to him. He was just lucky enough to take advantage of it.

Sure enough, people still do what they like, Chen Xing shook his head helplessly.

It's just that when he euphemistically expressed his next thoughts with the current "family", that cheap father misunderstood him, and he was ready to form a luxurious team for him to enter the glory circle with a wave of his hand. The attitude of killing all the stars was finally stopped by Chen Xing, but thinking that his current status is really different, there is no need to be like ordinary people, relying on "gold always shines" to enter the professional circle through multiple selection methods.

Thinking of his little understanding of the circle of glory through the novel, he had an idea.

Since he does have unique conditions, he doesn't mind taking advantage of them. If it's a dream, just treat it as a joke.

Even though it was just a use, Chen Xing didn't mind treating it as an investment from this cheap father, and he could repay the other party by making some achievements. At least he didn't have to bear the embarrassing title of "contemporary Picasso".

…

Seventeen hours later, Chen Xing arrived in City H.

Empty-handed, followed by two bodyguards, as soon as they got off the plane, someone greeted them directly. The leader was a middle-aged man who looked fifty years old, with a very gentle smile: "Xiao Chen, your father has already helped you get things done. Alright, now you just need to go over and sign."

Chen Xing nodded, he didn't show too much enthusiasm, his face was expressionless, and he seemed a little silent.

This behavior is quite reasonable in the eyes of other people.

At this time, the middle-aged man introduced a girl beside him who looked to be in her early twenties: "Mr. Chen knows that you don't want us to interfere too much, so he arranged a secretary for you."

The girl was wearing a professional suit, and she was unsmiling. When Chen Xing glanced over, seeing that he had no intention of shaking hands, a professional smile appeared on her face, she nodded slightly and said, "Shen Qiuchi."

To this secretary, Chen Xing's reaction was the same as before. The middle-aged man felt that this was Chen Xing's acquiescence, and soon guided him to get on a black business car, and quickly drove towards the Excellent Era Club. go.

The middle-aged man sat in the co-pilot and glanced at Chen Xing in the rearview mirror, but doubts inevitably flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know why this member of the Chen family was suddenly interested in this, but Mr. Chen has always been responsive to this youngest son. It is said that the other party's condition has improved a lot, but he feels that it is almost the same as before... All in all, this is not an issue that he should care about.

The middle-aged man quickly turned his attention back, and by this time Club Excellent Era had arrived.

There was a man standing at the gate, also middle-aged, with a kind face, but his eyes were full of calculations.

After seeing Ye Qiu leave the Excellent Era Club with his own eyes, Tao Xuan stood at the gate and waited. Not long after, he saw a black commercial vehicle stop in front of him.

The driver ran out of the car first, opened the door for the people in the back seat, and a young man came out. The other person looked very young, but his temperament made Tao Xuan not sure about the other person's age, but he was still a little surprised. Judging from the performance of other people, is this person the one who actually took over his club?

After signing the final document directly in the living room, Tao Xuan frowned, and a sentence echoed in his mind: a rich man's toy.

The young man in front of him had just turned eighteen.

The reason for taking over Club Excellent Era can be imagined, maybe it's just for fun...

Sensing Chen Xing's gaze, Tao Xuan had a smile on his face: "Mr. Chen, the club is yours now."

Chen Xing nodded indifferently. He hadn't actually said a word from the beginning to the end. The people around him were very caring and polite, so he didn't need to speak at all.

When he looked at Tao Xuan, Tao Xuan's expression was complicated and fearful, he didn't know how his cheap father did it.

But now, Club Excellent Era belongs to him.

Tao Xuan led him upstairs, the middle-aged man wanted to keep up, but Chen Xing said:

"Go back."

The middle-aged man was a little hesitant, but thinking of the boss's instructions, he finally stopped downstairs. Anyway, there was a Shen Qiuchi next to him, a senior secretary and a nanny, so there shouldn't be any trouble.

…

The meeting room of Club Excellent Era.

Sun Xiang played with the One Autumn Leaf account card in his hand, replaced Ye Qiu, and obtained the God of War One Autumn Leaf. This was his goal of joining Excellent Era. Now that he has obtained all of them, he is somewhat complacent.

The manager also had a smile on his face, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand: "Okay, let's not talk about him, the boss can't come today because of something..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the conference room was opened with a "click".

The manager frowned and turned around. He thought it was Ye Qiu who had left and returned, but unexpectedly, the boss Tao Xuan walked in.

Wei Wei was a little surprised, but then thought that it should be because Ye Qiu had already left, but Tao Xuan's appearance was enough to show that he attached importance to Sun Xiang. The manager looked at Sun Xiang with a smile on his face.

But another strange young man walked in behind Tao Xuan, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

In such a conference room, a young man is more likely to be reminiscent of a professional player.

Sun Xiang also paid more attention to that young man, but the face was extremely strange, he had never seen it before, is there such a person in the professional circle?

He couldn't help but wonder if the other party would pose a threat to his position in the team. Even though he had signed a contract with Excellent Era in black and white, the time and place of this person's appearance was too coincidental, which would inevitably make people think too much.

"Who are you?" Sun Xiang's tone was full of the competitive spirit unique to young people.

"Be polite, I'm your boss." Chen Xing smiled.