Chapter 1 Me As far as the edge of the desert, there are rocks eroded by the wind and sand that look like deformed rocks. Occasionally, a group of black tumbleweeds rolled by.
Besides the endless yellow sand and strange natural rocks, there is nothing else around. Even insects, small animals and other life forms are pitiful. Even the most evil real estate developers will not spend time or energy developing here.
Desolation and loneliness are synonymous with this area.
This is an unknown desert area hundreds of miles away from the foot of the famous and legendary Flame Mountain.
Legend has it that desert thieves who killed without batting an eye and were feared lived here. They specialize in robbing the property of passers-by. They are greedy and commit all kinds of crimes including burning, killing, and looting. Even a wild goose flying over will have its feathers plucked.
In the western area of the desert, a huge strange rock that is more than a circle larger than other stone forests stands out in front of you, standing out from the crowd like a chicken.
Like other strange rocks, the "body" of this huge strange rock is also riddled with holes. The difference is that the holes in the huge strange rocks do not appear to be naturally formed, but have traces of artificial creation, just like windows one after another.
This huge strange rock is indeed not naturally formed. From the gaps in the holes, you can vaguely see some simple daily items placed inside, indicating that there are people living inside.
Engraved in the center of the strange stone are the four traditional Chinese characters of "Thousands of Times", which undoubtedly proves this point. The large characters go from top to bottom, occupying almost half of the strange stone.
A boy of about thirteen years old is standing under the huge strange rock. The boy's long black hair is envious of the dead and his handsome face that kills most people instantly, which is enough to make some guys with special habits scream. , then covered his chest and shouted "Awei is dead".
If it weren’t for the slightly regretful look in the young man’s eyes, she could really be regarded as a graceful young lady.
Although the eyes are firm, they look a little lifeless. Maybe it’s not really godless, it’s just that some people’s eyes are born like this, quite fish-eye or hanging-eye style.
The young man had a rusty khaki scarf tied backwards around his neck, and he only wore a thin green waistcoat-style dress, which was quite Tang-style. There is a large and eye-catching word "乐" written in the center of the waistcoat. It's just that in late autumn, when the weather is getting cooler, I still wear it so simply.
I think this boy is not a simple character.
Of course, it could also be because of poverty.
One of the most abundant animals in the desert area is the wolf. The boy who lives here often fights with the wolves in the desert, and in the fights with the wolves again and again, he masters a skill by imitating the attack movements of the wolves. moves.
Its name is.
"Lang Fang Feng Fist!"
With a loud shout, the young man assumed a posture, gathered momentum, and fell into a trance. There seemed to be bursts of wolf howls in the ears, and then a hungry and ferocious wild wolf seemed to appear behind him. He was staring ahead with green eyes, greedy and ferocious, and would not stop until he tore the opponent into pieces.
If it were an ordinary person facing such a terrifying scene, he would probably be scared to the point of peeing just once.
Whether it is a pack of wolves or a lone wolf, they are synonymous with ferocity. Sometimes the wolf is even more terrifying than the tiger, the king of the mountain.
The next moment, the boy moved, and swung his hands forward heavily in a grasping manner. The fierce wind of the fist roared continuously. At the same moment, the wolf that emerged behind the boy also 'moved', and it opened its arms. With a bloody mouth, he looked up to the sky and let out a loud howl. The sound continued to echo in the stone forest, as if countless wolves were responding.
It seems that there is not one wolf here, but a group of wolves.
The young man is the wolf king who leads the world.
"This is the Langya Fengfeng Fist!"
I don't know how long it took, but when the Langya Fengfeng was finished, the young man's body was already soaked with sweat.
"Not enough, this is not enough. Just the Wolf Fang Fengfeng Fist makes me exhausted." The young man muttered to himself, squeezing his sore hands tightly.
It can be heard from the words that the young man, who has power that surpasses most ordinary people, is still very dissatisfied with his own strength.
The extremely terrifying Langya Fengfeng Fist was evaluated as nothing more than trivial.
Not to mention just being proficient in using the Langya Fengfeng Fist, even if my current strength is ten times, a hundred times or even a thousand times stronger, even if I use the Langya Fengfeng to make a few flowers, compared to my impression It's not worth mentioning to those people.
Those people. Blonde hair. Red hair. Blue hair or even green.
It’s too far away.
But it’s okay.
"Master Yamucha"
Just when the boy was lost in his memories, a familiar coquettish sound interrupted his thoughts, and then a blue creature that looked like a cat, not a cat, not like a fox, but not a fox, flew out of the window of the strange stone while making a human voice. , the swaying diameter floated to the young man's side.
Yamucha is exactly the boy's name, but it is the name of his second life.
Yes, it is the 'famous' Yamcha in the Dragon Ball world. In the early stage, he played a good-looking male role and played a pretty good supporting role. In the middle stage, he became cannon fodder. He was famous for his death pose and even became famous in the industry. The tragic tea that countless people made fun of.
The boy is a time traveler. He can’t remember how he came here. He only remembers that when he regained consciousness, he became Yamcha, a four-year-old Yamcha.
Human beings are quite adaptable, and it only took a short month for them to adapt from being unaccustomed to it. Now in his mind, he is Yamcha.
"It's Poole." Yamcha looked at the blue creature with a pacifier in its mouth, put away his slightly disappointed expression, and said with a gentle smile.
"When did you come back? Is the kindergarten on vacation?"
"I came back when Master Yamcha was practicing boxing. Today there is a bad boy named Oolong. We made trouble in class and secretly lifted the teacher's skirt, so the teacher kicked us out of the classroom. So the teacher let us come back early."
Puer looked very happy and talked to Yamucha. Talking about what happened today. My speech was a little unclear because I had a pacifier in my mouth.
Poole is five years old and a student at South Transformation Kindergarten.
Southern Transformation Kindergarten is an excellent school that only a very few beast-like humans can attend. The most famous one is teaching the ever-changing transformation technique.
In this magical world, in addition to the original humanoids, there are many humanoid creatures with the appearance of beasts, including tigers, werewolves and even dinosaurs. They are all called beasts. human type. They have the same intelligence as humans and live on this land and planet.
It is said that the king of the country where Yamcha is located is a beast-shaped human with a dog's head and face.
Well, the dog-headed king.
If Yamcha didn't have the qualifications to learn, he would also like to learn this transformation technique with Puer.
After simply playing with Poole for a while, let him rest. After all, he is only a five-year-old kid, and the journey to the desert in the south is tiring. Even beast-shaped humans are still in the early childhood stage, which is already very tiring to think about.
After settling down with Poole, Yamcha prepared his own breakfast. The food consists of a large amount of cured meat and an even larger amount of steamed buns. In this world where gourmet food is relatively developed, it can be regarded as an extremely simple meal.
It’s not because Yamcha has to work hard for some hard training. It’s just because
there’s no money
After all, Yamcha was only thirteen years old, and he was unable to use many methods of making money. Even if he was a desert bandit and could rob it, not even a bird would bother to fly over in this desert area, let alone how many travelers there were. There are quite a few wolves, geckos, and scorpions, and of course there are annoying flies.
Coupled with the previous inexplicable rumors about desert bandits, even fewer people passed through here.
In addition, although Yamcha is a robber, he is also an extremely principled robber. He does not steal money from the poor, but specializes in robbing the rich and giving to the poor (himself).
At first glance, it sounds like robbing the rich and giving to the poor should be very wealthy, but it is not the case
“The poor’s money is divided into 30-70 and the rich’s money is returned in full” is actually the world or the No matter which world most bandits use to survive.
But Yamcha doesn't want to. For him, there are only zero and countless times to break through the bottom line.
His strength is pretty good, and the desert area is a place where birds don't poop. If you can't defeat him, just take a detour.
So.
The word "poor" is It became his true portrayal.
There was not even a human hair to be seen in the entire desert except for himself.
In addition, the technology tree of this world is a bit crooked, and the overall technological level is higher than that of Yamcha's previous world. There is also a black technology with space attributes called the universal capsule.
It is even more difficult to get money through other means. The main reason is that Yamu Cha, who was Leping in his previous life and this life, is just an extremely ordinary member of all living beings, and his knowledge reserve is not high.
The cured meat is made from wild wolves that were killed by Yamucha. It is thick, saucy and unpalatable.
I also have some scorpion sauce and dried gecko at home, and the taste is hard to describe.
But some are good to eat.
Just as he was thinking this, Yamcha swallowed the last bite of the steamed bun.
Then he touched his stomach, which was still growling in protest, then walked into the kitchen and looked at the few rice jars left.
If you have the chance, go kill an animal and come back to improve your food.
When he thought of eating, Yamcha's eyes gradually became sharp.
Those time-travelers who are struggling for their livelihood, especially in this extremely dangerous world where they are currently, feel desolate just thinking about it.
As for the parents? Yamcha has not seen them since she can remember
After having neither wine nor food, Yamcha came to one of the rooms in the Strange Stone Burrow.
There is something placed in this room, which is currently the only way to increase strength other than the Langya Fengfeng practiced by Xia Jiba.
(End of this chapter)