Global Weird: I Can Simulate In Advance Chapter 7

"Let's see what your qualifications are."

"Yes, Master."

Li Guanqi got up and walked over, sat beside the table, glanced at the black-robed old dwarf standing on the table, he hesitated, but still did not ask.

He wanted to ask the person's name.

But if you think about it carefully, you shouldn't ask.

This strange world is very strange, there is no background introduction, and the "game plot" starts at the beginning. He doesn't know the background story of his character at all.

I don't know if he should know the name of the old dwarf.

In case he should know, but he asks aloud, isn't he courting death?

To be on the safe side, it's better to keep silent.

"By the way, Tu'er, who's your last name?"

At this time, the black-robed old dwarf was playing with the dark red blood test stone, but asked Li Guanqi a question.

Ah... that's what happened.

Li Guanqi understood.

It turns out that this is a bit similar to the mode of the game The Elder Scrolls 5: Skyrim, first come to a game plot, and then let the NPC ask your name to start "character creation".

From beginning to end, Li Guanqi was forcing himself to treat this weird world as a game.

Because for an 18-year-old young man like him, doing this can effectively relieve his nervous and fearful negative emotions.

Only by calming down can we ensure that nothing goes wrong.

"Going back to Master's words, the apprentice is called Li Guanqi."

"Watching chess? Watching chess does not speak of a true gentleman... A good name, um, is the teacher's surname Wei Mingmo, the word is Danqing."

"Take care of your disciples."

Li Guanqi lowered his head.

"Yes, it's the Wei you think of."

The black-robed old dwarf, or Wei Mo nodded.

Li Guanqi's heart skipped a beat.

But I didn't think of anything...

Wei Mo raised his head and looked at the broken roof. He seemed to see the blue sky and the free world outside the house through the gaps in the planks.

A look of confusion appeared on his old face.

"As you think, I was born in the Daluo Dynasty, a pillar of the Eight Kingdoms, and one of the Wei family's surnames.

I am the eldest son of the current Wei Guozhu. Before I was five years old, I had a high status and was carefree.

Until I was five years old, I was completely confirmed as dwarfism by the imperial doctor.

The Wei family is one of the eight surnames, and the blood of the clansmen is full of glory. The appearance of dwarf deformed children is an insult to the blood of the Wei family and a tarnish to the surname of the Daluo country.

Ah.

Since then, I have been hidden by my family, locked up in a remote courtyard, never seen my parents again, and only a servant to take care of me, and I have been bullied by that person.

Until the birthday at the age of twelve.

Because it was my birthday, I was able to be taken by the servants to go for a walk on the street under the premise of covering my face. This was also the only day in the year that I could leave the courtyard.

It was also that day.

I accidentally learned from a passer-by's chat that I, Wei Mo, Wei Danqing, the eldest son of Wei Guozhu, died at the age of five, hehe...hehe...

After I went back that day, I cried for a long time, until midnight. I picked up the kitchen knife and put it around my neck, trying to end my deformed life with my own hands.

But at that time.

An old blind man with one arm appeared.

He handed a stone to me, which is... this. "

Wei Mo slowly handed the dark red blood test stone to Li Guanqi in front of him.

Bloodstone?

Li Guanqi glanced at the dark red stone in Wei Mo's hand, then looked up at him with a solemn expression.

The dwarf Wei Mo.

One-armed old blind man.

They are all disabled children.

He vaguely noticed that the group of magicians seemed to be more special than he imagined...

"Remember the conjurer characteristics."

Wei Mo's face was expressionless, and his voice was hoarse: "The so-called characteristics of a magician are that it is not given by God, and it must be given.

If God doesn't give you something, it will definitely make up for you in another way.

That is to say, in 99% of cases, the more serious the degree of inborn disability, the better the person's qualifications as a magician. "

Li Guanqi was taken aback.

What God does not give, there must be something...

But God has always been kind to him.

A happy family, a tall man of 1.98 meters, a healthy body, top-level speed and jumping talent, should be a bright brain, and not too handsome, but at least a very sunny appearance.

God gave him everything.

"Your physical condition is very good."

Wei Mo looked at Li Guanqi's tall body, and his turbid eyes had a hint of envy, "As an ordinary person, even if you join the army, you can get good development.

But in the world of magicians, teachers can only say... the characteristics of magicians are indeed applicable to 99% of magicians.

But don't be discouraged, maybe you are the remaining exception, while having a good body, you can also have a good qualification as a magician.

bring it on.

test. "

The black-robed old man pulled Li Guanqi's right hand, and a little dark green light appeared between his two fingers, and stroked lightly on his palm.

The dark red blood seeped out and dripped onto the blood test stone.

"Om—"

The dark red blood test stone suddenly lit up.

"Oh?"

A slight smile appeared on Wei Mo's face, "Shang Ke, disciple, maybe you are really out of the 90%..."

"Om—"

The blood measuring stone is still shining, getting brighter and brighter, until it becomes like a red light bulb, and the blood-red light illuminates the entire wooden house!

Wei Mo was shocked beyond measure.

"Such high qualifications?!"

"Boom!"

The blood-testing stone suddenly burst, and countless pieces of fine rubble collapsed and splattered, causing Li Guanqi to quickly retreat.

But Wei Mo was like a dementia. UU reading www.uukanshu.com completely ignored the stones that wiped blood on his face, and just stared at the table in a daze.

I saw that after the blood test stone exploded, there was a small pool of red blood floating in the air, which was the blood that Li Guanqi had dripped before.

And at this moment.

This red blood actually slowly turned from red to purple, until in the end, it completely turned into a piece of purple blood.

Wei Mo looked at this scene and muttered to himself. His expression was extremely complicated. His eyes were full of shock, nostalgia, anger, remorse, thinking, entanglement, and coldness.

He said to himself in a very low voice, but Li Guanqi could barely hear it clearly.

—The son of Tongyou.

Tongyou!

Tongyou? !

Li Guanqi's expression changed slightly.

The [Tongyou (Purple)] talent he got from the simulator turned out to be real in the weird world, and he was also called the son of Tongyou.

"Teacher, your aptitude is very good, very good."

Wei Mo grabbed the purple blood with his left hand and retracted it into his sleeve.

Then he stretched out his right hand and lightly rubbed Li Guanqi's head, with a very kind smile on his face, just like the kind old grandpa next door.

"I've changed my mind for a teacher. Your qualifications are really good. Just relying on words and deeds is a waste of your qualifications. Anyway, your life as a teacher is very short..."

"How about this."

With a gentle smile on his face, Wei Mo said softly to Li Guanqi: "I don't care how long I live for a year and a half as a teacher, I will pour all my cultivation into the curse, and then slowly feed it within two months. Give you."

"This means that in less than two months, you can get the cultivation base of eighty years of hard work for your teacher."

Chapter end