Low martial arts chat group?I am a mortal cultivating immortals!

Chapter 4 Zhuang Rui: Am I the main character?
There is a saying in ancient times, which is very good, that is, the icing on the cake is not as good as the timely charcoal, and the sister's fish pond is not as good as the aunt's little milk dog.

If this chat group in the heavens could come a little earlier, Li Feiyu might have been ecstatic. After all, this is the legendary golden finger, which can communicate the existence of big bosses in the heavens and all realms.

But now he is extremely calm.

It's because he now has a bigger golden finger, an immortal weapon that can directly guide him to become an immortal, and the thigh of Han Li, the son of destiny, who can hold him, and even somewhere, there is the old devil Han who spans the long river of time. look.

Isn’t this more fragrant than hugging the thighs of other people in the universe?
However, Li Feiyu pondered for a moment and chose to accept the chat group with interest. After all, every cheat was a cheat-level existence.

Grandfather said it well.

It's a cool moment to open and hang.

It's been cool all the time!

As long as cheating is done well, Emperor Gan and Emperor Krypton will run away crying.

With a thought in Li Feiyu's mind, a transparent chat box appeared in front of him, and he could clearly see the heads of the other three people.

And at this time in the chat group.

Zhuang Rui, the protagonist from Golden Eyes, is already chatting enthusiastically with the other two people. After all, the world of Golden Eyes belongs to the modern world, so naturally he is no stranger to chat groups.

He is very familiar. This is a skill honed in Panjiayuan. After all, in the antique industry, besides eyesight, words are also very important. He can tell the dead into life, and make those who are unwilling to buy spend money. Buying antiques is a skill.

At this time, Zhuang Rui was still chattering about the popular science works for the group members, namely Lin Shu from the world of Langya Bang and Fan Sizhe from the world of Qing Yu Nian, explaining what technology is, and what chatting is. group.

Lin Shu is a very smart person.

Although Fan Sizhe was a bit naive and his emotional intelligence seemed a bit low, it had to be said that he was born to be a businessman and he understood it immediately.

This is how he understands it.

Fan Sizhe: "Brother Zhuang, I understand what you said. Isn't this so-called chat group just a place for businessmen in the Hong Kong Coliseum to drink tea and exchange information? In other words, you can't drink tea!"

Zhuang Rui: "The Red Pavilion?"

Fan Sizhe: "Hehehe, it's the legendary place where you can touch a little girl's hand."

Zhuang Rui: "..."

Zhuang Rui: "The brothel?"

Zhuang Rui was confused at this time. He thought his explanation was in place, but he didn't expect Fan Sizhe to interpret the chat group as a brothel looking for pleasure.

At this time, he seriously doubted that this man named Fan Sizhe was not a playboy, right?

Zhuang Rui's joy in getting the chat group dropped instantly. After all, judging from the experience of the rich second generation he came into contact with, there are not many normal people among playboys.

Two days ago, he heard his master, Uncle De, say that a second-generation coal worker from Shanxi who didn't know anything about antiques sold all his father's collection of antiques and was treated like a fat sheep. Killed.

The second-generation coal worker was still very happy and cheerful, shouting that the pile of scrap metal and old paper could still be sold for so much money, and that he shouldn't use that thing as a fish tank.

Those words.

The collectors present were so angry that they almost lost their temper. After all, whoever owns an antique should treasure it as if it were their lifeline, how could he be like a prodigal like him?

Zhuang Rui was envious.

Zhuang Rui is jealous.

Zhuang Rui felt sad.

Things that are treasures to oneself are like rags in other people's hands, and are not cherished at all. That feeling is simply terrible.

But he quickly changed his mind and suddenly smiled. Although he, Zhuang Rui, couldn't meet the second-generation coal worker from Shanxi, didn't he have a stupid big fat sheep in front of him?
The other party is still an ancient person, so aren't the food and things around him all stuff, aren't they all antiques?

When he thought of this, Zhuang Rui swallowed hard and became extremely excited. He originally thought that he was lucky to have survived the robbery.

Unexpectedly, after surviving, his eyes have the ability to see through, and he can even see the past of objects. He thought this was the highlight of his life.

In the end, I came across a chat group where I could communicate with ancient people, and I could easily get a lot of antiques, gold and silver treasures, what is this?
Does this count as the ancestors’ tombs are all smoking?
Zhuang Rui felt like he was going crazy. He even had some doubts at this time that he was the protagonist of the legendary martial arts novel.

But it's not right either...

The Jinyong Gulong I saw didn't have this kind of thing, and it wasn't the same way. Shouldn't he fall off a cliff, shouldn't he encounter a peerless master?
Just when Zhuang Rui doubted himself, Lin Shu, who had been watching the screen for a long time, spoke. To be precise, he is now called Mei Changsu. After all, Lin Shu's identity has long since died. If the chat group hadn't revealed his real name , he himself had forgotten the name.

Mei Changsu: "I thought about it, and after listening to Brother Zhuang's words, I couldn't help but wonder, could this chat group be created by that god called science?"

Zhuang Rui: "Science is not a god. It is a summary and planning of the theoretical rules of the world. How can I explain it to you? Well...well, just treat this chat group as the handwriting of gods..."

Zhuang Rui originally wanted to explain what science is, but he found that he seemed to be unable to explain it. After all, the science in his world had not been able to communicate with the past.

This reminded him of the most unpopular major in his school.

Quantum mechanics!

"It was said before that quantum mechanics is related to time. I originally thought that quantum mechanics was about metaphysics and was just nonsense. I didn't expect that they actually studied it. Quantum mechanics is really powerful."

"If people in the future know that today's people don't study quantum mechanics, but study civil engineering, they will probably laugh their heads off."

"It's not true. There are still so many people who don't have a house. They still need to buy a house to get married and have children. They will need to buy a house when they have sons and grandchildren. Those experts are right. Civil engineering is definitely the best in the next 50 years. major."

"Alas, I don't want to study archeology even if I die!"

Zhuang Rui has exhausted all the wisdom of his university, and reluctantly attributed the chat group in front of him to quantum mechanics. This is one of the few scientific theories that he has a little understanding of, and has something to do with time.

Mei Changsu: "Since it is an arrangement by the gods, it is a great opportunity for mortals like us. Being able to make friends with you can be considered a blessing for me in my lifetime."

Mei Changsu: "My real name is Lin Shu. I'm a scholar who knows how to fight. My previous name was a bit vulgar. My current name is Mei Changsu. There are a few people under my command. It's a small Jianghu gang."

Zhuang Rui: "My name is Zhuang Rui. The technology in my world is very advanced and there are many good things, but I am just an ordinary person engaged in the antique industry."

Fan Sizhe: "Hmph, I thought you two were some great people. It turns out that one is the bandit leader and the other is the waiter at the pawn shop!"

Mei Changsu: "May I ask what talent Mr. Fan has?"

Fan Sizhe: "Father, Fan Jian!"

(End of this chapter)