Luo Zhen swung down his hoe and sighed for the nineteenth time today.

Three days ago, I was still an ordinary front-line code farmer, still working overtime, but now, I have become a farmer in a different world.

If it weren't for the soreness in his lower back that reminded him of this cruel reality all the time, he would have thought he was dreaming.

well.

Sighing in his twentieth breath, Luo Zhen swung his hoe again, stirring up a piece of soil.

Why?

Why do others have systems, artifacts, or bosses in time travel, but I only have more than ten gigabytes of seeds?

The gap between humans is greater than the gap between humans and dogs.

The ancients never deceived me!

Recalling the day when I confirmed my time travel, I shouted various keywords such as system, cheat, cheat, grandpa, etc. no less than a hundred times, and I also searched for my shabby thatched hut no less than a hundred times. What was the result?

, no hair at all.

Neither an amazing system appeared, nor did I discover anything that looked like an ordinary brick but was actually the ancient artifact Banten Seal, nor did I find any remnant souls of grandparents, grandmas, handsome men, and beautiful women living in my mind.

Some people only have their own computers.

That's right, as a hard-working programmer, when Luo Zhen died suddenly while working overtime writing code on his laptop, the computer traveled with him through time.

But, eggs?

Should he be allowed to sell those tens of gigabytes of seeds? Contribute to the X education enlightenment in a different world?

But there is no internet!

Just seeds are useful for eggs!

It doesn’t look worrying enough!

You should pass the network cable through for me too. At least I can still farm, climb technology trees and so on.

Of course, since you have traveled through time with your notebook, you must still have some benefits.

Photographic memory - probably the ability of a hard drive or memory.

Fast calculation - presumably the power of the CPU.

Multi-threaded operation - well, it's still a CPU, Luo Zhen's notebook has four cores and eight threads.

Then, it was gone.

Still saying that, eggs are used?

There are immortal cultivators in this world. Why don't you just say this to someone during a fight?

"Fellow Taoist, the fighting and killing is too unharmonious. How about we have a competition to solve the eight-dimensional equation of ten yuan? What, you don't know the eight-dimensional equation of ten yuan? It doesn't matter. I have the principal Ping Mei here. Let's compete to see who can do it first.

How about memorizing it?"

It's strange that others don't think of him as a fool!

Besides, according to the descriptions in the novels in the previous life, it goes without saying that if a slightly more advanced monk has photographic memory and quick calculations, even multi-threading operations are basic skills. Otherwise, how can they play with flying swords all over the sky?

of?

In other words, after others have practiced for decades, the advantage of their own golden fingers will be gone.

Sighing in his twenty-first breath, Luo Zhen crushed a piece of grass under his feet into pieces, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat, and straightened up to take a breath.

As a time traveler, Luo Zhen's goal is of course not to take the imperial examination or be a farmer for the rest of his life. It would be too embarrassing for the people who have traveled through time.

Since this is a world of immortality, then of course his goal is to become an immortality cultivator, but...

I looked at my dark and thin little arms, and then thought about my "advanced age" of sixteen years old, where can I go to cultivate immortality!

"God, please take pity on me and give me a cultivator!!!"

Raising his head and raising his arms, Luo Zhen let out a sad cry.

Of course, this is because he works the slowest, and the villagers in the fields next to him have gone back, and he is the only one who dares to do this. Otherwise, he would be really embarrassed to do such a thing in public.

However, as his words fell, Luo Zhen only felt a white shadow flash in front of his eyes, and then there was a bang, and a large cloud of smoke and dust splashed on the ground.

Blinking his eyes twice, Luo Zhen lowered his head and looked down at his feet. He saw a young man in white lying in front of his feet. His eyes were wide open and he was looking at the sky blankly. There was a wound pierced by a sharp weapon in his heart, which was gushing out.

There was blood gushing out.

Damn it?

Did it really fall?

It's just that it seems different from what I thought. It's not a living person, but a big corpse.

While Luo Zhen was in a daze, a small cloth bag on the waist of the young man in white exploded suddenly, like Doraemon's pocket leaking, and a mess of things exploded all over the place.

Spells, swords, clothes, books, and various white jade vials were scattered all over the floor.

Damn it! It’s developed!

This thought flashed through Luo Zhen's mind subconsciously. He threw away the hoe in his hand and quickly bent down to pick up a book. Before he could open it, he heard a sound of breaking through the air above his head, followed by

A burst of wild laughter.

Oops, someone is coming!

Luo Zhen reacted immediately. Looking at the situation, the person who came should be the person who killed the young man in white. Will he kill himself to silence him?

only···

There is no point in thinking so much!

Whether you can silence or not, you still have to look at other people's moods. Damn it, I have to take a look before I die to see what this legendary technique is!

Even if you die, you will be a dead ghost!

Turning to the front of the book and seeing the title clearly, Luo Zhen was instantly dumbfounded.

"Introduction to Basic Formation"

Damn it, where are the techniques you promised? Formation, formation, your sister!

Luo Zhen was stunned when he suddenly felt like he was hit by a car head-on and flew backwards. As soon as he let go of his fingers, the formation book also flew to the side.

"How dare a mortal dare to touch my things!"

Wu Rong casually slapped Luo Zhen aside, looking at the young man in white on the ground with a proud face, and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you actually dare to snatch the jade bamboo from me. So what if you are a disciple of the Thunder Sword Sect? You will die in my hands! Ahem..."

Smiling, he suddenly coughed violently, and then spit out a large mouthful of blood. It was obvious that the injury was not serious.

Wu Rong kicked the young man in white hatefully and leaned over to check what exploded on his body.

"Well, the Wind and Thunder Sword is the standard magic weapon of the Thunder Sword Sect. It's not bad. There are three ice stab talismans, which are rubbish... Hey, there is also a talisman pen, talisman paper and cinnabar. Let me take a look... "Detailed explanation of basic talismans"

"Basic Drawing Techniques of Talisman", this guy is still learning how to make talismans, no wonder he is so bad at cultivating spells."

"By the way, there is also this book..."

Putting all the things that the young man had revealed into his storage bag, including his body, Wu Rong suddenly remembered the book that the mortal was holding.

He reached out and grabbed the book, and the book was caught in the air.

""Introduction to Basic Formation" is actually a book about formations. This kid is young and has a lot to learn. Didn't his master teach him to bite off more than he can chew, idiot!"

After making a mockery, Wu Rong looked at Luo Zhen who had fainted.
Chapter completed!