Carefree Path of Dreams

The feeling of sleepwalking is very strange.

Fang Yuan has traveled through three worlds and is also experienced.

But even when it was the last time to explore the ancient world, he did not feel that the shuttle process was so long.

Originally, the transfer of true spirits was only a moment of effort.

However, it seems that because the world is too far away, this time has been dragging on for a long time.

The true spirit is located in a dark chaotic void. There is no possibility of any communication. It does not even sense the flow of any time and space. The feeling is ten times as many as the punishment of the confinement of the small black house. It is unconscious that it will go mad.

Even the long consumption is still eroding the power of the true spirit.

Just as the true spirit almost annihilated, even Fang Yuan began to doubt that his sleepwalking would return without success.

Bang!

The emptiness of the sky, a lightning tears the black curtain, bringing endless light.

"Huh!"

As if the drowning man suddenly broke away from the bitter sea, Fang Yuan’s forehead was sweating and violently, and he suddenly got up and breathed.

In the sky, the dazzling sun scatters, and the twisted steam ripples in the small playground in front of you.

He unconsciously stretched out his right hand and blocked the glare of the spurs, but he saw a dirty little hand that was not slippery, slightly thin, and belonged to a 12-year-old boy.

"Are you a child?"

Fang Yuan smiled a bit and looked around.

On the birch tree, a lot of people know how to scream.

On this small body, a white sweatshirt, a green trousers on the leg, the quality is very good, some of the pulp is washed white, but the shoes on the feet have broken several big holes.

As far as I can see, it is a slightly familiar cement white-gray building with low occlusion and at most one or two stories high.

On the side of the playground, surrounded by a circle of cement wall with red paint on it, painted with bright promotional slogans and slogans, and a large horn on the side of the pole, kept the deafening music, from time to time. There will be a strong and powerful voice of the announcer.

"Wire, broadcast?"

Fang Yuan is a bit strange: "Isn't that steam technology?"

All this gives him a strange familiarity and strangeness, just like the old photos of the old and the old ones.

Then patted the head and some sporadic memories emerged.

Although he was only a child, he also received some education and had a little insight. Fang Yuan sporadically pieced together some of the world's faces.

The world is spherical, named as the earth star, the outer virtual sky, and many stars such as the sun and the moon. Together, it forms a galaxy. However, it is suitable for human survival and has signs of life. Among the entire galaxy, there is only one. A land star only.

More than 70% of the surface of the planet is ocean, with three continents, all over hundreds of countries, thousands of people, various contradictions and disputes, and even just finished. A terrible world war.

The development of science and technology has brought about the progress of life, as well as suffering.

After a major war, more than 50 countries on the earth's star were destroyed, and the death toll was more than one billion. But there were also countries that were reborn and even expanded.

For example, the country where China is located has successfully seized the opportunity to rise in Zhongzhou, and merged three small countries and five federations in one breath, forming a vast territory occupying almost half of Zhongzhou, and tens of thousands of kilometers. The long coastline, because the subjects are all yellow, the cultural customs are very close, and they have deep connections with each other. Therefore, the cohesiveness is very small. After the integration of war, it immediately forms a powerful force in the world.

Well, there are only three continents in this world. From east to west, they are Dongzhou, Zhongzhou, and Xizhou. Among them, the western continent is mostly white, blond, and Dongzhou are mixed, and all kinds of mixed blood are mostly, while Zhongzhou is The yellow species accounted for the main body.

At this time, he is in an orphanage in China.

After all, it was only 999 years of the Earth's ephemeris. In the past, the World War I was less than five years old. Naturally, a large number of war orphans were born and adopted by the state. This body is unfortunately one of them.

"But... Fortunately, it is still called Fang Yuan, the name does not have to be changed!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly.

After a while, there was a hint of helplessness on the face: "Sure enough! This world is very unfriendly to the power of supernatural! The rules are too strict."

Just now, he tried to sense the strength of the world, but he had a black eye, as if this world is the desert of energy.

However, Fang Yuan knows that the concentration of the source of the world is absolutely not the case. The only explanation is the system mismatch.

"Is it difficult to modify the basic method? I don't even think about it for the time being... even the martial arts. When it comes to the operation of Yuanli, it will all expire immediately. Only the most common physical training skills can be retained."

He shook his head and drank: "Property!"

Suddenly, a light curtain emerged. Although it was a little stubborn, I could still read the words:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 0.5

Gas: 0.1

God: 0.9

Occupation:? ? ?

Repaired as:? ? ?

skill:? ? ?

Expertise: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Grade 5], Fire Eyes [Level 1]"

"Sure enough, everything is gone, it’s even more terrible than being in a different kind in the water world!"

Fang Yuan has a hunch. Although he has the attribute curing ability, the upper limit is far beyond the average person, but it is very difficult to raise it up this time.

"It’s expertise, but it’s not very common! Maybe... I have to rely on them for a long time.”

With the ability to solidify the property bar, you can guarantee that he will restore his peak strength in a short time after crossing.

This is actually the ultimate cure, like a container, no matter in which world, it is that capacity, it will not decrease.

But the upper limit of strength is on the one hand, the real repair, but also the water flow to fill the container.

In the previous three worlds, there is still a lot of strength in the world, so that Fang Yuan easily meets this point.

But this world is a desert of vitality, or there are other energy, but it is difficult to absorb it easily. It is very difficult to satisfy the upper limit and restore strength.

"I am like this, is it really more troublesome? It is no wonder that you have to give up this world... it’s just **** level..."

Fang Yuan stood up, found a pool, looked at his reflection, could not help but smile.

In the water, it is a 12-year-old boy who looks like a chicken in the hair, has a thin yellow skin and is malnourished.

Such a devil, not to mention other accidents and attacks, is a disease. If you do not get effective care, you may lose your life!

"This kind of opening is simply sad reminder... The only advantage is that the time flow rate is very high, and it takes more than 50 years to slowly explore..."

Fang Yuan touched the howling belly, suddenly thought of something, and ran to the canteen.

At this time, when I got to the meal, I could only go hungry if I didn't go.

All the way to the cafeteria, I saw a row of young men and women who had been sitting in a good manner, with a large enamel bowl in front of them, quite thick.

"Fang Yuan, why are you late?"

An old woman wearing a tunic suit and wearing thick black-rimmed glasses couldn't help but feel a little unpleasant in her eyes.

Obviously, this is the look of the thorns.

"I... my stomach hurts!"

Fang Yuan compiled an excuse for a large road.

"report!"

At this time, a little girl with a shofar and a rouge dress raised her hand, and the clear voice swayed back and forth in the cafeteria: "Reporting the teacher, I saw Fang Yuan running to the playground to be lazy and avoiding voluntary labor!"

"Well, Wei Xiaohong, well done!"

The old woman’s gas field was a little colder: “Fang Yuan, go to my office after eating, and review yourself! Let’s take a seat now.”

"Yes!"

Fang Yuan was so mad that he sat in the position and glanced at the hoe. He hated these small reports.

"Humph!"

The little girl was not afraid, and she turned back proudly, and her face was upright.

Fang Yuan is speechless, too lazy to care about a little devil.

Of course, the most important thing is that the master of the canteen is coming, and a bowl of porridge is poured into a bowl.

Really porridge, thin and thin, the soup is clear, almost can see the bottom of the bowl.

Fang Yuan patted his head and remembered it.

The country is new, it is a waste of time, and it has encountered a natural disaster. The supply of various materials is very tense. The distribution system is implemented, and there is no money to buy anything.

Even outside, there is only a couple of rice that an adult gives every day, not to mention these orphans.

Being able to starve to death is good governance.

"No, no!"

In a string of porridge squeaking, Fang Yuan and his wife ate their own, and their desires in the stomach were not satisfied, but they were even more hungry.

"No, I can't go on like this, hungry every day, what else?"

He thought silently in his heart.

“After the meal, take a lunch break and then go to class last year!”

This orphanage is large, with thousands of orphans, graded by age and men, and even courses every day.

The female teacher, who was very much instructed by the director, raised her glasses and said: "And... there is a big medical checkup tomorrow, everyone must participate, and can't be absent late! This is a task arranged in the province!"

Her eyes swept, and she immediately saw them on several thorns. The warning was very obvious.

Fang Yuan also got a favor, and he secretly confessed.

"How do you still need a medical examination? Is it true that this year has not been done?"

A little black king patriot next to him complained.

"Well, indeed!"

Guo Jianjun next to it also said with an attachment.

Fang Yuan is a spirit, as if he understands: "It is true that this year has been carried out once, and some have been frequent... Could it be that it has something to do with the recovery of the mysterious power that the elders of the Great Elder have said?"