MTL - Proficiency: Cultivated 10 Million Times-Chapter 1 i want to apprentice

The seventh galaxy, on the fifth broken star, the silver belt sea.

A three-masted tin sailboat is sailing on this silvery sea.

The old mast was swaying in the gust of sea breeze, and was tied by six or seven rough ropes underneath, so that it would not be broken just like that.

There were a group of people sitting on the boat, all of them were men.

From fifteen or sixteen-year-olds to middle-aged bald men in forty or fifty years.

Everyone was filthy, filled with a stinky stench that couldn't be dissipated, like rolling in a stinky ditch.

Among them, a young man of seventeen or eighteen was standing on the inconspicuous edge of the deck.

She has scattered black hair, and the color of the original fabric is not clearly visible in her shorts.

The same dirty face is not very clear, except for a pair of bright eyes, which looks quite energetic.

"Three months..."

The young man sighed, this is the time he came to this world.

The young man's name is Wang Yu, and he was a game designer in his thirties before crossing the road.

Once at work, I fell asleep at three o'clock in the morning, and when I woke up, I traveled here inexplicably.

The predecessor of this body was a child laborer in a mine, with the same name as Wang Yu, but he was much more miserable than him.

Seems to be exhausted.

After the memory fusion, Wang Yu took over this identity and stayed in a mine for three months.

Only after the half-year period expires will they be eligible to leave the mine and return to work.

The sound of the sailboat breaking the waves was louder than expected, and many fish corpses rolled out from the waves and floated on the sea like this, braving the wet and salty stench.

In my memory, every half a year in this Silver Belt Sea, a deadly germ will multiply in the seawater, which can kill 70% of the creatures in the sea.

At this time, this sea will become a poisonous sea. If Wang Yu can't go for a swim at this time, there will be no return.

"Xiaoyu, go back and relax and eat more. Next time you come again, don't be so thin, it's not easy to work."

A shirtless, strong man walked up to Wang Yu and said.

The big man's stubble stubble looked like he hadn't taken care of it for a long time, leaning on the rail with a relaxed expression.

After staying in the dark mine for a long time, even if I am now in the deadly poisonous sea, I only feel comfortable and free.

"Uncle Meng, thank you for taking care of me during this time." Wang Yu said gratefully.

Meng Lao Er waved his hands indifferently, "You're about the same age as my son, it's not easy here, it's nothing."

Wang Yu didn't say anything, he wasn't a talkative person.

The days in the mine made him almost autistic, and only silently remembered Mr. Meng in his heart.

"But if you are lucky and find some work outside, then don't come back." Meng Lao Er sighed.

This miner is not a good job, and the people who can come here are basically desperate people.

It is normal to be exhausted in a mine.

The sailboat docked.

After getting off the boat, all the miners immediately left, including Meng Lao Er.

He couldn't wait to go back to see his wife and children at home.

Wang Yu looked around, and they landed on an archipelago.

In Fragmented Star No. 5, 90% of the area is ocean, and only the remaining 10% is land islands.

Excluding many unexploitable extreme environments, there are actually very few places for human habitation and development on this fragmented star.

Therefore, it is defined as a semi-habitable planet.

732 Island Town.

The name has no other meaning. The island is named as the natural island No. 732, so the town on the island is also called the island town of No. 732.

All the past memories of Wang Yu's predecessor are here.

An old super-large iron pickup truck came on, kicking up large swathes of sand and dust on the ground.

Wang Yu calmly stepped aside for two steps.

The truck passed him and arrived at the coast to dump a truckload of foul-smelling garbage into the sea of ​​silver belts.

Although it was the first time I saw it, I remembered it was not surprising.

Almost all the garbage produced in the town will be thrown into the sea simply and rudely.

The huge flora of the Silver Belt Sea will nibble away most of the garbage, and only some hard substances will sink to the bottom of the sea.

As for whether the ring is not environmentally friendly, it was never something that Master Broken Star should consider.

A gravel-paved, rather sloppy stone road entered the town along the coast.

Rat Street is a dilapidated old-fashioned housing area, where many destitute people live in hardships.

When Wang Yu returned to Mouse Street, the sky was already dark.

Squeezing the wages in his trousers pocket, Wang Yu carefully walked under the shadow of the room, all the way to the outside of one of the buildings.

He didn't go in right away, but looked around for a while, and walked quickly upstairs after he didn't see the evil **** in his memory.

His residence is on the fourth floor of this building, a small room.

Looking at the glass window that had been shattered by someone, Wang Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he opened the door and walked in.

No one lived there for half a year, and the small room was already full of dust.

Wang Yu immediately noticed a footprint on the ground, as well as the traces of the bedboard cabinet being turned over.

Contacting the broken glass window again, it is not difficult to guess that someone visited his house during this time.

Fortunately, Wang Yu also knew the morals of the people in the area of ​​Mouse Street. Before leaving, he had already hidden almost everything, leaving only an empty room.

I believe that the thieves who patronize are also quite disappointed.

Wang Yu was too lazy to tidy up, so he went straight into the bathroom to wash up, thankfully there was still some water coming out of the water outlet.

I haven't had such a comfortable cleaning for a long time. There is not so much water available near the mine.

After cleaning, Wang Yu put on a set of clean clothes that he carried with him, and looked at himself in his glasses.

At the age of seventeen, he was much more immature than in the previous life. I don't know because of the long time in the mine where the sun did not see the light, and the skin that had been rubbed off the mud looked a little pale.

The face is not ugly, but it is a little gloomy, and it does not look like a good person.

The body is shriveled, not strong because of mining, but looks like malnourished.

It is true that he has not been eating well in the past few months. In addition to the daily heavy physical exertion, it is normal that his nutrition cannot keep up.

Wang Yu didn't stay in the room for too long and left quickly.

He came to a small wood on Mouse Street, and while no one was around, he turned over a large rock and a pile of fallen weeds, and began to dig up the soil under his feet.

After a while, a small package from memory appeared in front of him.

It's not heavy, and when I pick it up, it still dings inside.

Seeing that the package was still there, Wang Yu was overjoyed and immediately opened the package.

Inside was a roll of crumpled star tickets and a few crystals the size of fingernails.

A little bit of inventory, a lot of points.

After the star ticket was converted, plus the shards in the package, there were five hundred and sixty-five shards in total.

This is all the money Wang Yu had saved by living frugally and trying his best.

Plus the remuneration for half a year's work in this mine.

"enough!"

Wang Yu's eyes lit up, he tidied up a little, and quickly left the grove, walking hurriedly along the way.

Qinggang Street, the afterglow of the setting sun is pouring on the streets and alleys.

The people who live on this street are relatively decently dressed, unlike the poverty of the residents of Mouse Street.

There are also some shops on the street selling firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Three or two people visited it, and their trading method was those broken crystals in Wang Yu's hands.

This is the common currency.

Opposite the door of a small restaurant is a relatively spacious courtyard.

There is a sign on it.

Shadowless Boxing Gym.

Wang Yu looked up, took a deep breath and walked in.

In the courtyard, a group of men and women dressed in uniforms were shouting and drinking.

The young ones are only eleven or twelve years old, and the older ones look like they are in their twenties or thirties.

Some were stomping on horses and holding boulders, looking at them, they weighed 50 to 60 pounds, and they were dripping with sweat.

Others kept hitting the wooden or iron stakes, flipping their hands up and down, and the two older men shot so fast that Wang Yu was a little hard to catch with the naked eye, and could only see a few points. afterimage.

Seeing is believing, which makes Wang Yu even more determined.

What this boxing gym teaches is not the gimmicks I saw in my previous life.

"Which one are you looking for?" One of the older men stopped practicing and noticed Wang Yu who came in, so he walked over and asked.

"I'm here to apprentice." Wang Yu said immediately.

The man looked at Wang Yu up and down, not surprised.

Every few days, a young man like Wang Yu would come to study with a teacher.

These days, martial arts is a way out that can be seen and felt.

Of course, if you want to become famous, it's not that easy.

After all, this is real kung fu. In addition to enduring hardships, it also requires everyone's innate aptitude.

Root bone, comprehension can't be too bad, otherwise training will be a waste of time, energy, and money.

"Master is not here today, come back tomorrow." The man said.

As soon as Wang Yu heard that it was so unfortunate, he was about to give up.

Suddenly there was a tall, thin middle-aged man with a goatee beard.

It seemed that he had just returned from outside the door, but his feet were silent. When he walked to Wang Yu's side, he was only noticed by the male disciple.

The male disciple immediately said respectfully, "Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Sun Chengshan put his hands behind his back and looked at Wang Yu with his tiny eyes.

The male disciple immediately continued: "He came to learn martial arts today. You were away just now, so I will ask him to come back tomorrow."

Sun Chengshan glanced at Wang Yu, his face remained flat, "Do you know my rules?"

"I know." Wang Yu handed over a neatly arranged stack of star tickets.

There are ten denominations and one hundred denominations, adding up to a thousand fragments of crystal coins.

As early as more than a year ago, the predecessor of UU reading www.uukanshu.com Wang Yu had already inquired about all the martial arts halls in the whole town.

Every martial arts gym has to charge tuition fees for its apprentices. Among them, this Wuying gymnasium on Qinggang Street has the lowest tuition fee, only one thousand fragments of crystal coins.

In the past, Wang Yu desperately saved money to find a way to practice martial arts.

Now Wang Yu wants to try martial arts, not for anything else, but because of a small interface that often pops up in his mind.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Human

Repair: none

Martial arts skills: none

This small piece of interface, once used as a game designer, is too familiar.

He learned martial arts just to see if the interface in his mind was an illusion, or a small piece of game interface that he had not finished designing and had traveled through together.

Sun Chengshan had seen many people who came to apprentice over the years. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the money was probably all Wang Yu's net worth.

To be able to hand over the money in such a smooth manner, facing him with a calm and not nervous and flustered face, would surpass most of his peers.

"Where do you live?" Sun Chengshan asked, not knowing if it was for the sake of money, his tone softened a little.

"Baisha Street." Wang Yu replied respectfully.

Naturally, Rat Street is not really called Rat Street. The official block name is Baisha Street.

It's just that the place became more and more dirty and messy, attracting a large group of rat ants, so it was privately known as the rat street.

"Yeah." Sun Chengshan nodded, and it was very different from what he thought.

"Don't worry, no matter the source of the disciples I accept here, as long as the tuition can be paid, I will give you a chance.

Your mind is relatively calm, come in. "

Sun Chengshan said lightly, and walked slowly into the yard with his hands behind his back.