Master Tongtian

Winter, snowy night.

Northern Territory, Glimmer Forest.

There was no light from the stars and the moon, and the sky and the earth seemed to be soaked in a thick mass of ink. The cold wind howled miserably, like the howls of devils in hell.

Deep in the forest, there is a simple mountain village built of logs, called Wild Wolf Village. In one corner of the village, there is a low sheep pen with dozens of goats in it.

It is a thick-velvet curled-horn sheep unique to the North. It has thick hair and thick flesh and is extremely cold-resistant.

Even so, the sheep also huddled tightly together to resist the biting cold wind that constantly penetrated through the gaps in the wooden boards.

Suddenly, a young boy's shrill voice came from among the sheep.

"Jo, can you stop?"

After a few seconds, a hoarse drake voice sounded again: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

The sharp voice immediately shouted: "How many farts! You said that last time! You said the same thing last time too! But you never got it right!"

The voice of the male duck also became louder: "Why are there so many nonsense? Can't you learn from Rosen and shut up properly?"

"Does it make sense for you to do such dirty things all day long?!"

"What, you want to fight? You're not even as big as a goblin, I can beat the shit out of you with just one hand!"

"Come on! Afraid of you?!"

Two teenagers suddenly stood up in the middle of the flock.

Through the faint light of the torches used to drive away animals in the village, one could vaguely see a very thin young man. His thin linen clothes were pulled down to his waist, revealing a pair of skinny legs. The other one was even thinner and shorter, like a thin linen stalk.

The two of them got into a battle formation and prepared to fight.

At this time, another young man's voice came from among the sheep: "Both of you, please calm down. If you startle the sheep and make a noise, no one will be happy."

It was Rosen who had been silent.

The male duck voice looked unconcerned: "Huh, it's just a few whippings, what's the big deal?"

Even with a sharp voice, he did not show any signs of weakness. He stretched his neck and hummed: "I'm not afraid either!"

Rosen smiled lightly and said in a calm voice: "I would like to remind you that my son just died yesterday and I am not happy about it. Do you want to get into trouble with this?"

As soon as these words came out, the two thin young men subconsciously shrank their necks, their courage disappeared, but the young men wanted to save face, and neither of them wanted to give in first.

Rosen's voice sounded again.

"It's so cold today that you can freeze your toes off, and you're still hungry, so just save your energy. Joe, please be more careful."

With the stairs, the two teenagers were discouraged.

They glared at each other, snorted coldly, and then retreated back to the sheep to keep warm.

In another part of the flock, the boy who was trying to break up the fight was huddled among a few docile ewes, with a hint of emotion on his young face.

It has been a month since I traveled through time. I have been working as a sheepherder for a group of bandits. I sleep with the sheep every day. I don’t have enough to eat or wear, and I am covered in fleas and bedbugs.

I thought I wouldn't be able to hold on, but I didn't expect that as the days went by, I actually got used to it. Not only did I not feel uncomfortable, I also felt inexplicably comfortable.

why?

In previous generations, when people reached middle age, their bodies gradually declined, but the burden on their shoulders increased day by day.

My parents need to be cared for when they are old, and my children need to be concerned about their studies. I have opened a factory, and more than a hundred workers have to be paid every month. The economic situation has not been good these years. I have tried my best to survive, but I am also exhausted physically and mentally.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was holding his body tightly, tightening it bit by bit, draining the life force from his body bit by bit until it was completely drained!

Now, he is a shepherd in a bandit's den. The bandit's father died during a robbery three years ago. His mother fell into the arms of another bandit that night, and died in childbirth two years ago.

As a bachelor who is only 15 years old, Rosen is like a bird entering the forest and a fish returning to the sea. He feels indescribably happy.

But there are also many worries.

To sum it up, there is no hope for life!

He didn't want to hang out with bandits for the rest of his life.

‘Unfortunately, I didn’t get much benefit from traveling through time. ’

When he thought of this, Rosen's wry smile worsened.

Concentrate and think silently in your mind: ‘Desktop. ’

Immediately, his eyes lit up slightly, and there was a computer desktop with a dark blue background in his field of vision. The length and width were 16:9, 24 inches, the classic size of an office computer screen.

The desktop is empty, with no taskbar, no start button, and no software tools, just one folder.

Folder name: "My Harem".

Open the folder. There are a large number of sub-folders in it. Open one of them at random, and it will store a large number of entertainment pictures and videos that normal men like.

That's right!

Others traveled through time because of their incredible talents. When he traveled through time, Rosen only brought with him the young ladies he had collected for many years.

So how many young ladies are there?

It's not that many. I have been collecting them for 20 years and have changed seven or eight computers. All I have accumulated along the way is only five Ts.

This benefit is not completely useless. After a month of exploration, I also found a use for it.

Select a picture of a young lady and stare at it for 2 seconds, and an option to ‘print or not’ will pop up.

As long as you select 'Yes', pick up a drawing tool, and concentrate on it, you can accurately 'print' the girl.

If there is a profession of 'painter' in this world, then he should be able to make a living with this craft.

It's a pity that the bandits in Yelang Village are all rough and do not understand art!

Rosen once tried to use charcoal to draw a few pictures of beauties on wooden boards. When these bandits saw it, they would just say "good drawing", snatch the wooden boards away, hide in a corner, and practice their ancestral craftsmanship in front of the wooden boards. .

Occasionally, bachelor thieves would come to him and ask for beauty boards, but don't think about rewards. If you dare to say not to draw, you will be beaten in the next second.

One month later, a 'rich man' carrying 5 tons of treasure could only help the bandits herd sheep every day and eat a few scraps of soup to fill his stomach.

When chatting, Rosen also learned some basic information about the world from others.

He now knows that the land under his feet is called the Golden Land and is ruled by various golden gods. The Wild Wolf Village is in the northernmost part of the Golden Land, and the lord is called the Ice Duke.

The leader of Yelang Village, a bandit den, is nicknamed ‘Iron Claw Wolf’.

It is said that when Iron Claw Wolf was young, he served as a soldier under a baron.

His nickname is not for nothing. When fighting, his hands will emit an iron-like blue-black light. With one claw, he can disembowel someone, open a monument, and crack a stone with ease.

Half a month ago, a ton-heavy grizzly bear attacked Wild Wolf Village. Rosen saw with his own eyes that the iron-clawed wolf stepped over and inserted its claws, directly piercing the hard bear's head.

Even more powerful than Jiuyin White Bone Claw!

Two days ago, another scary thing happened in the village.

The bandits went out to rob and met a terrifying curse mage on the way. Although they escaped quickly, the leader's son was still cursed by him.

When he first came back, there was nothing abnormal, except that his face was a little pale. But within two days, he died of black blood bleeding from his orifices and cracks all over his body. It was extremely miserable.

Rosen couldn't help but think: 'Such a powerful iron-clawed wolf can only be a soldier. Such a powerful bandit went out to rob, and when he met a curse mage, he ran away without any fighting spirit. His son was killed and he didn't dare to take revenge. This world is really scary. ’

His expectations for the future have dropped again and again.

When he first traveled through time, he wanted to get drunk and lie on the lap of a beautiful woman, then wake up and take over the world.

Now, his thoughts are very realistic: 'Live well, and if you have the chance, escape from the den of thieves, go to a big city, and earn a living by sketching for young ladies. ’

A sharp voice immediately appeared: "Qiao, can you be successful?"

"I'd like to think that all the women in the village have their own masters?"

The drake sighed and said again: "It would be great if I could do magic.

The shrill voice asked: "What does magic have to do with women?"

"Are you stupid?" The male duck said with contempt: "If I knew magic, at night, I could turn all these goats into women and sleep with me every day."

‘Poof~~’

Rosen heard this interestingly and couldn't help laughing.

The drake hummed: "Rosen, why are you laughing? Don't you miss women?"

Rosen smiled softly: "Of course I want to, too."

Men all have desires, and among them, adolescent men have the strongest desires!

The young man's body is like a powder keg, without any sparks. As soon as he sees his white arms, he can jump into the hall full of children and grandchildren in a few seconds.

But after all, I have experienced it in my previous life and have a deep understanding of the cold truth of life hidden behind the fiery hormones. I am less indulgent and more tolerant than the ignorant teenager.

He said softly: "Magicians are so powerful that even the leader is scared when he sees them. If you become a magician, will you worry about not being able to find a real woman?"

‘Haha~~’ he laughed with a high-pitched voice.

"That's right." The male duck scratched his head in embarrassment and also laughed.

Having said that, Rosen understood Joe's behavior, but he was too lazy to care.

Adolescent boys are commonly known as "ghost-seeing sorrow", and they are the most rebellious and untamable. Among the three, Rosen is the youngest and the weakest. If he disagrees, he will be beaten.

For the sake of his own health, he has always been cautious in his words and deeds.

Turning over and covering his numb hands and feet with warm cashmere, Rosen continued to close his eyes and rest.

Suddenly my back felt itchy. I reached out and touched it, but it was a blood-sucking bed bug.

The insects had already sucked enough blood, and their stomachs were as bloated as red beans. Throw it directly into your mouth, bite it with your teeth, and make a 'pop' sound, just like eating fried beans, and then swallow it directly without spitting it out.

Life is hard and no nutrition can be wasted.

Outside the sheepfold, the cold wind howled and the snowflakes danced tirelessly. As the night got darker, Rosen yawned and his spirit gradually became trance-like.

In the haze, my mind was still full of thoughts.

‘Can new software be installed on the computer in my mind? ’

‘Being an erotic painter in this world should be able to support a family, marry a wife and have children, right? Or should we just stay single for the rest of our lives and be carefree? ’

‘What kind of existence is the Cursed Mage? ’

'Can I learn magic? ’

"What!"

Suddenly, there was a sheep's cry in my ears. The sound was not loud, but full of alertness.

The next moment, all the sheep in the sheepfold stood up with a crash.

Rosen woke up instantly. Using the firelight coming through the gap, he looked at the sheep carefully.

The sheep were a little anxious, and the leader of the sheep repeatedly hit the wooden fence of the sheepfold with its horns, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

The other two teenagers were also awakened. They had climbed up and were standing among the sheep, looking at each other.

"What happened?" asked the shrill voice.

"Maybe there are wild beasts outside the village. The grizzly bear came here last time." The male duck guessed.

Rosen thought so too, but he was a taciturn character and would not jump to conclusions easily before thoroughly understanding the situation.

The next moment, another change occurred!

Among the sheep, the expressions of the two young men suddenly changed!

Their faces turned purple at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and blood was constantly flowing out of their mouths, noses, and eyes. A pair of hands as thin as chicken feet were scratching at their chests, and they were saying "uh~~uh~~~" Choking sound.

In less than 5 seconds, the two teenagers stopped struggling and fell limply to the ground.

Their faces turned black and their heads swelled abnormally, like an inflated, shiny black balloon. Their death was extremely tragic!

An unexplainable horrific scene happened in front of Rosen's eyes, giving him a severe mental shock.

His eyes widened in shock, and he stared at the corpse in front of him. He felt his heart beating like thunder, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

'Ding! ’

Vaguely, his mind jolted slightly, and a stream of information passed through Rosen's consciousness.

'The software "Rosen's Adventure Log" has been installed. This software will record the user's adventure experience from all angles. The user can play back and take screenshots at any time. ’

Rosen was startled: ‘Have you installed new software? But what's the use? ’

There was no time to think about it, and more abnormalities appeared.

The anxious sheep seemed to have received some kind of comfort and gradually calmed down.

The first sheep stopped hitting the wall, and the ewes lay on the ground again. But at some point, the few beast-repelling torches stuck on the outer wall were all extinguished.

The entire village was immersed in a thick mass of ink that could not be dissolved. It was as if darkness and hell had descended on the world.