You don’t want god-level superpowers, so you choose the worst talent?

Chapter 117: Keep the Hair, Lose the Head, or Keep the Head, Lose the Hair?

Name: Zhao Shanhe (Zhao Zheng).

Age: 19 years old.

Available Spirit Energy Points: 5067.

…

Seeing his current attribute panel, Zhao Zheng was a little surprised.

In the "Available Spirit Energy Points" column, there were actually more than five thousand Spirit Energy Points.

According to his previous calculations, the total attributes plus the remaining Spirit Energy Points should have been more than 4600.

It seemed that the Spirit Energy Points he had spent on "Armament Haki" had been temporarily returned.

Subsequently.

Zhao Zheng walked into a Western goods store on the roadside.

This store sold all kinds of foreign goods, such as suits, goblets, clocks, and so on.

In this era, they were definitely good things that led the trend, so the store was frequented by an endless stream of customers.

Zhao Zheng came in, of course, not to buy things.

He came to a mirror and carefully looked at himself in the mirror.

In the mirror, he was a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, upright features, and a strong physique, wearing a sleeveless short vest and linen trousers.

Zhao Zheng was quite satisfied with the appearance of the body he occupied.

The only thing he was very dissatisfied with was that this body also had a long braid.

Although the current imperial court was generally declining and extremely corrupt, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was still a behemoth, and there were still many people with braids.

Even so, Zhao Zheng was still very unhappy.

He immediately left the Western goods store and came to a barber's stall next to it.

"Young man, do you want a haircut?"

The stall owner was a man in his forties, and when he saw a customer coming, he immediately showed a smile.

Zhao Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, how much does it cost to shave my head?"

Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, the stall owner was very surprised: "You want to shave your head?"

At this time, ordinary people were still poisoned by many feudal thoughts, believing that their body, hair, and skin were received from their parents, and they would not easily shave all their hair.

Generally speaking, those who shaved their heads were not good people.

For example, the Sand River Gang at the pier!

Therefore, the stall owner was very surprised to hear that Zhao Zheng wanted to shave his head.

Because he looked at Zhao Zheng's dress, he should be an ordinary porter, not like a member of a gang.

"What? Is there a problem?" Zhao Zheng asked.

"No…"

The stall owner was an honest person, and immediately said: "If you shave your head, and are willing to leave the hair to me, I will not only not charge you, but also give you money back."

Hair has many uses and can be sold for money.

"Okay, then help me shave my head!"

Getting Zhao Zheng's affirmation, the stall owner took out his scissors and began to shave Zhao Zheng's hair.

In this era, there were no electric clippers.

The stall owner first used scissors to cut off Zhao Zheng's braid from the root, then cut it off little by little, and finally scraped it clean with a scraper…

Soon.

Zhao Zheng became a bald man.

Taking the bronze mirror handed over by the stall owner, Zhao Zheng looked at himself in the bronze mirror. Although the bald head looked a little awkward, it was much better than the previous ugly braid.

Subsequently.

The stall owner handed him ten copper coins.

"Sir, the price for collecting hair nearby is this price. As for the haircut fee, I won't charge you."

Zhao Zheng nodded, took the money and left.

It was time to do serious business.

I have to say.

Walking on the road with a bald head was a bit eye-catching.

Many people, when they saw him, thought he was a gang member and avoided him.

…

The body named "Zhao Shanhe", before Zhao Zheng's consciousness descended, was indeed a porter in a rice store.

Of course, after Zhao Zheng came, this career with no bright future would definitely have to be changed.

At this moment, the direction Zhao Zheng was going was not aimless.

He was going to find Song Haitang!

After all transcendents enter the Spirit Realm, they have a sense of each other with their teammates, and, when teammates are teleported, they will not be separated too far.

Zhao Zheng could now feel that Song Haitang was not far ahead.

He was a little expectant in his heart.

He also didn't know what Song Haitang would become after entering the Spirit Realm.

A moment later.

Zhao Zheng walked out of the bustling street and came to the entrance of an alley.

In the alley, there were many guards and servants guarding a carriage.

Seeing this scene.

Zhao Zheng was a little stunned.

He could feel that Song Haitang was in the carriage.

Old Chu had said that after a transcendent's consciousness entered the Spirit Realm, they would generally descend on ordinary people.

Only a very small number of people with particularly good luck might descend on wealthy families.

Obviously.

Song Haitang was a person with heaven-defying luck.

"Go, go, go!"

Seeing Zhao Zheng approaching, several guards guarding the entrance of the alley immediately drove him away with a look of disgust: "Go away, don't look around here."

As for Zhao Zheng's bald head, they didn't pay any attention to it.

Gang members were just pigs and dogs in front of them.

Zhao Zheng didn't take the guards' attitude to heart, and didn't mean to leave.

"Huh? Still not leaving? Are you looking for a beating?"

One of the guards immediately drew his saber.

"Wait!"

A clear voice rang out in the alley.

It was a maid.

The maid jumped down from the carriage and looked at Zhao Zheng with a puzzled look.

She still didn't understand why the young lady suddenly ordered to stop here when she was shopping so well.

Wasn't it agreed to buy some trousseau?

Was she deliberately waiting for this person?

"Let him come over."

The maid said.

The guards immediately let him pass.

Zhao Zheng showed a smile, and walked towards the carriage with anticipation.

When he approached the carriage, he didn't say a word and was about to go up.

"Hey! Come down quickly!"

The maid quickly stopped Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng looked at the maid with a puzzled look.

The maid looked angry and accused Zhao Zheng: "What is your status? You are worthy of our young lady's carriage? Just stay here and listen to orders."

There were some things she couldn't say directly.

There were still many traditional rules in the folk, such as men and women not giving or receiving things directly.

Although it was not as strict as in the past, if a man and a woman were alone in a carriage, it would have a great impact on the young lady's reputation once it spread.

Unexpectedly.

As soon as the maid finished speaking.

A cold voice came from the carriage: "Let him in."

Hearing this, everyone around was a little stunned, and then looked at Zhao Zheng with suspicion.

Zhao Zheng smiled and got into the carriage.

Outside the carriage.

The maid still maintained an incredulous look.

However, being able to become the young lady's personal maid, she was obviously a very clever person, and immediately reacted, and warned the guards around her fiercely:

"Everything you saw today, keep it rotten in your stomach, whoever dares to gossip, I will cut off his tongue."

Hearing this, the guards swore that they would never reveal anything.

Seeing this, the maid's expression softened a little.

Then, she looked at the carriage, her eyes full of worry.

The young lady's actions made her unable to understand, and also made her feel a great sense of crisis…

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(PS: I have been a little busy these two days, which has delayed the coding time. It has now been completed, and normal updates will resume tomorrow…)