My Past Life Simulator Chapter 275

  【Life after life, the joy is endless! 】

  [Loading the world. 1% 10% 60% 90% 100% loading completed. 】

  [Random extraction of identities. 1% 50% 80% 99% 100% extraction completed. 】

  【Congratulations, you have become a mountain village pharmacist】

  [Loading previous life. 1% 25% 75% 95% 100% loading completed. 】

   In the colorful lights, He Zhao saw a series of information prompts pop up in the upper left corner of his sight.

   His state is very peculiar, more like the feeling when a spirit body is out of the body. There is an invisible energy in the outside world, wrapping itself through time and space, reaching the unknown world.

  'Call—'

   After seeing the words [Yancun Yaomin], the whole person subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

   It is true that he is not a prince, aristocrat, or a country gentry, but he is a person compared to a beast.

   Fortunately, the simulator is not too much, get a snake, worm, mouse ant or something.

  If not, you can't find the tunes even if you cry.

  Don't think it's impossible, when the other party has no integrity, it is lower than his moral bottom line.

  【Special talents loaded. Loaded successfully. 】

  【Talent: Rice Bucket】

  【Rice bucket: You can eat by nature, but unfortunately because of your family background, you haven't eaten enough since you were born. (Note: Every talent is a gift from God, even if it seems useless.)]

  “I@#￥%&*simulator￥#%@&*”

   In response, a famous ruthless man yelled.

Who does    imply?

   Said I was a rice bucket!

  Grass (a kind of plant), believe it or not, I will bankrupt you in minutes.

   "Boom—"

   There was a loud noise, and then a huge vibration came, like a boulder thrown into the water abruptly, smashing boundless splashes and waves. He didn't hold back, completely plunged into darkness.

  In an old forest deep in the mountains, the surnamed He slowly opened his eyes.

"Headache!"

  He gritted his teeth involuntarily, his face twisted with pain, and he gasped in a cold breath.

   "Fortunately, it's not a pain in the ass."

After the    voice fell, he put his right hand behind his head and rubbed it, intending to relieve the pain.

"Um?"

   Wet and sticky feeling came, I immediately retracted my hand and put it in front of my eyes.

"Blood!"

   That's right, the palm is full of blood.

No way?

The    simulator is too ruthless. In the past, it only opened the door to kill, at least it would leave some breathing time.

   Now, okay!

   Kill directly at the start, omit the step of opening the door, and don't want to face.

   "Uncle's"

   Reluctantly got up from the ground, and instantly felt a chill between his legs.

   He looked down and saw two thighs.

   "I have no clothes on?"

  No, there are people like this!

  Others start with a knife and a dog, and all the equipment is picked up.

   I don't have a knife, no dog, or even if I'm injured, and I won't even give you a piece of clothing?

   really just slipped in, slipped away.

"Humph!"

   Before he could scold him, an unfamiliar message rushed into his mind fiercely.

   The head, which had been hit hard, hurt as if it had split open.

   "Puff!"

   Immediately afterwards, his eyes darkened again and he fell to the ground.

  I don't know how long it took before I woke up.

   "Hu Hu Hu"

   He gasped heavily and touched the wound on the back of his head again.

   "It seems to have healed?"

   "Cuckoo"

   There was a sound from the stomach, and a huge hunger hit, and the hungry could almost eat a cow.

   "Damn Wang Xiaowu, if I go back to Qingshan Village, I have to smash your bones into ashes and break your corpse into thousands of pieces." When he spoke, his face was slightly hideous and imposing.

  According to memory, he is still called He Zhao, which is not much different from those previous lives who entered the small open simulation scene before.

  Identity is that of a herbalist in a mountain village who makes a living by collecting herbs.

  I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, but please don't get me wrong, it's not a story about a **** elopement and being caught by grandparents. It's just that when he gave birth to the original body in the past, he left the root of the disease and died without money for treatment.

   In the past sixteen years, my father worked hard to pull it up. It's a pity that there are unforeseen circumstances, the only relative last month, the first seven has just passed, and it is safe to go to the ground.

   "Wait a minute, a poor pharmacist who can't get enough to eat, where does he get the money to buy a coffin for his burial?"

   Maybe due to the injury to the back of his head, his memory was a little confused.

   closed his eyes and meditated, opened his eyes for a moment, and looked up to the sky with an infinitely sad face.

   "Print money!"

   "If you die, you will die, leaving me with a lot of mess. It's better to be a snake, worm, rat and ant."

  The so-called printed money is actually a kind of usury.

   "Print money, pay back three times at a time; revolve profits, turn over every year; borrow one year, pay back in ten years; several lifetimes, it's not over!"

  According to the meaning of the folk song: the interest rate of the printed money is 3% per day, compound interest is calculated 365 days a year, and the annual interest rate is 200%.

   Flip it up, that's a quick one.

   "Confused, stupid, you can fool people with just a few words. How can there be such a fool in the world, who will die if you don't die?"

   In the past life, my father died, and there was no money left in the family.

   Originally wanted to find a roll of mats and bury them in the mass graves just like the other villagers.

  Yes, the original hair Xiao Wang Xiaowu came to the door, and after a trick, the ghost went to Liu Jiao, the tyrant in the village, and borrowed a lot of money.

  Five taels of silver, three tables and seats, and a thin wooden coffin.

  According to the original words of Xiaoxiao, hold a few tables of banquets, collect a white bag, and you can return the money. He also gave a few thoughtful examples. Someone in the village did a white affair and received more than ten taels of silver just for the gift.

   Then, a certain Hanhan believed, and felt that with the relationship of his own family, he could almost get his money back.

   So, even if you vomit blood or go out to sell your kidneys, you may not be able to repay the money that rolls up.

   "I took it. All the money is made by hunters. How can you be a drug worker who has been exploited?"

  Wang Xiaowu gave an example, those people were all hunters without exception.

   In Qingshan Village, there are four levels.

  The first class, of course, are the village tyrants and rogues who dare to give away money. These people are organized and inextricably linked with some gangs in the county.

   The second class is the hunters who go hunting in the mountains. The rogues will not provoke them for no reason. Who knows if they will anger the hunters and shoot arrows in the back secretly, killing you with one arrow?

  The third class is the farmer's tenants, because they want to rent the land of the landowners and the gentry, they are naturally sheltered. The rogues are not afraid of tenants, only the gentlemen behind them.

  The fourth class is the medicine people like He Zhao, who neither know how to fight, nor have anyone to cover them. So weak to bully, don't bully you, bully who?

   Animal skins, meat, etc. are very popular in the county. Although the hunters are also to be exploited, those gang members stationed in the village will not do too much.

   At the very least, a hide will be purchased at 50% of the price.

   And the medicine people who go into the mountains to collect herbs will be miserable.

one tenth!

  The medicinal materials in the hands of the medicine people will be purchased by the village tyrants and the robbers at one-tenth of the price.

   Don't talk about bypassing them and go to the pharmacy in the county town to sell.

   No, the price won't go up.

  Because the pharmacy is run by the gentlemen, and the gang is the lackey of the gentlemen.

   With a two-pronged approach, the pharmacists can only accept their fate and be honestly exploited.

   Therefore, hunters can naturally earn money when they hold weddings and weddings.

   Pharmacy private?

   The past life is really an excellent negative example, the loss of money is lost, and even the life is lost in vain.

"If I remember correctly, Wang Xiaowu married his wife half a year ago, and his father, Lao Wang, borrowed Liu Jiao's imprinted money. Therefore, either the surnamed Liu was bewitched, or the surnamed Wang attracted Shantu's attention. Induce the original owner to take the bait."

  Shantu, the unique secret of medicine people.

   Take the mountain ginseng, a specialty of Qingshan Village, as an example. The price of the ginseng varies for a few months, one year, five years, ten years, fifteen years, and twenty years, and it doubles every five years.

  Some people who collect herbs, regardless of whether they are medicines, take them. Some people have a long-term vision and will record the cherished medicinal materials that are young in age. When the time is right, go up the mountain and pick it down.

   Naturally, you need to take risks.

  Some of them were discovered by other herbalists and taken away, or eaten by wild beasts on the mountain.

   The most troublesome thing is that the colleagues found it and wrote it down, and the two of them happened to meet together.

During the    step, those who are reasonable will take out their respective mountain maps and expand the time of discovery.

   Whoever is earlier will take it.

   But well, under normal circumstances, there will be fights in the nest.

   Don't look at how they are usually exploited, they dare not let one fart, but each one is more cruel than the other in the face of their own family.

  The rat carries the gun horizontally in the nest, probably so.

   "My father in the previous life, but since he was twelve years old, he has followed his grandfather up the mountain to collect herbs. Father to son, son to grandson, for decades, there must be precious medicinal materials recorded on it."

   His guess was correct. As the collection of money was not ideal, the original owner took out a mountain map and found a place marked with twenty-year-old ginseng.

   What is more outrageous is that I feel that picking alone is too difficult, so I led Faxiao into the mountains to collect herbs.

  When Twenty Years of Mountain Ginseng was purchased, Wang Xiaowu made a sneak attack from behind, and a large rock fell.

   In his previous life, he was burped to the sky on the spot, and his clothes were stripped off. None of the medicine hoes, back baskets and other items were left.

   Don't think clothes are worthless, for medicine people, that stuff is amazing. If you change it a little, you don't have to worry about your son's and daughter's clothes.

   "Do evil!"

   Twenty years of wild ginseng, even if it is purchased at one-tenth of the price, at least five taels of silver, even if it is not enough to repay the printed money, it can solve the urgent need.

   The price of the pharmacy in the county town is as high as 200 taels.

What?

   Shouldn't it be twenty taels?

Innocent!

   Ordinary medicinal materials, ranging from a few texts to a dozen texts, people naturally disdain exploitation.

  However, when you come across precious and aged medicinal herbs, if you don't eat two mouthfuls of your blood, you can't sleep well, and in your dreams you'll wonder if they're suffocating and ready to harm others!

  20 taels of silver, Liu Jiao took 10 taels, and the rest of the group were divided into 5 taels.

   In his hands, there are only five taels left.

  Without this income, why would the scoundrels who joined the gang leave a good county seat, stationed in the remote Qingshan Village, and honestly buy medicinal materials and animal skins every day?

   Of course, the Orion will not encounter this.

   "It's better to go farming, as long as you don't encounter a disaster year, you won't be bullied while you're full."

  Unfortunately, farming also requires skill.

   Without two brushes, I can't.

   Besides, where is the land in Qingshan Village?

   There is no room for landlords!

"Ugh-"

  He Zhao sat on the ground and let out a long sigh.

   "People are plotting against it, I admit it. But why do you put the mountain map on yourself? You really don't guard against people at all, thinking that being young won't hurt you."

  The mountain map that has been passed down for three generations is nothing to Wang Xiaowu to search. After all, the only remaining mountain ginseng on the map was taken away by others.

   That's right, after 20 years of ginseng harvesting, there is not a single one left.

   Otherwise, why do you think you would take risks in your previous life and do white things?

   As long as there are two more medicinal materials recorded on the map, it is not necessary to borrow money from Yinzi.

  Unfortunately, the white wolf with empty gloves is playing.

   "Forget it, pack up and go back to the village. It's a big deal, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will come to cover it with soil. No matter how bad it is, at least the surnamed Wang must be killed!"

   He is not a good person. In his previous life, he was toyed with by others, and he lost his life for this.

   Even if there is no gain in this large-scale simulation scene, I have to avenge my revenge.

   Otherwise, the mood is not transparent.

   Besides, don't forget that once death fails.

  The large simulation scene will be permanently closed and will no longer be open to players.

   "Small, hehe."

   After saying that, turn your attention to the talent that the simulator is kind and randomly drawn.

[Heaven will help those who help themselves: Genius is composed of 99% talent and 1% sweat, although you only account for 1%, but as long as you work hard and work hard, the way of heaven will help you in the dark you.

   The time required for any cultivation method and skill is reduced by half. Attribute points can be stored and used where you need them. Some advanced attribute points can be split down to exchange for more low-level attribute points.

  The proficiency of any skill can be stored and added where you need it. However, the proficiency is divided into levels, and it is impossible to increase the proficiency of the rough to the advanced level of proficiency or above.

(Note: Please note that low-level attribute points cannot be synthesized into high-level attribute points. High-level proficiency can be added to low-level proficiency. Diligence may not surpass genius, but under the care of heaven, you can beat all genius.)】

   "Wait a minute, isn't this TM reward for hard work!"

   It's just that [Heaven will help those who help themselves] has added one more, which can store the BUG-level effect of proficiency.

   "Without [spiritual messenger], if you can't see your own specific attribute values, storing attribute points is useless."

   His talents are all matching, one ring is one ring, and they are superimposed on each other, and the effect is definitely not 1+1=2.

   Today, several talents are missing, and one ability is directly abolished.

   "Fortunately, it's not too bad, at least I can't save the attribute points, I can save the proficiency."

   "Speaking of which, how come the rewards for diligence have been upgraded?"

   "Could it be that the title [Ancient God's Nemesis] was upgraded to [Ancient God/Howling's Retribution], the hidden effect led to the upgrade of talent!"

   He Zhao clearly knew that talent had a hidden effect.

  For example, the previous [Indomitable Death], its description is: Even if you receive fatal damage, you can still continue to fight bravely without any impact. Resist time, depending on mortal wounds.

   In fact, not only the above, but also the miraculous effect of healing dark wounds and recovering injuries.

   "I don't want it anymore, the upgrade of [God Rewards for Diligence +] is a good thing for me. There is no need to go back to the source and get to the bottom of it."

   "Speaking of which, the past life was really miserable."

   In the next second, a series of information prompts popped up.

  【Medicine collection (rough): 95/100】

  [Identify herbs (rough): 36/100]

   Full calculation, only two skills, and they are all rough.

   "At the age of sixteen, I only picked ninety-five herbs. What's worse, as the son of a medicine man, I only know thirty-six herbs."

   "Gee!"

   The start is called a shattering of the earth.

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