Chapter 2

Tang Qingyu didn't realize that he had transmigrated. He was confused by the strange interface that appeared in front of him.

Every time he moved, every time he jumped, the interface would move. It was very strange. For a moment, he thought that he was in the underworld. Maybe the underworld looked like this?

Then, he looked up at the sky. The sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly. It was a rare day of good weather. In front of him was a girl with a beautiful smile that gave off an indescribable feeling. She opened her mouth and said:

"Welcome to the MMORPG, Wulin Legend."

… …

Those were the first words he heard after he died.

This shouldn't be the underworld. I've never heard of a sun in the underworld, Tang Qingyu thought.

Xiao Bai was the first 'player' that Tang Qingyu met when he left the newbie village. He didn't know what a 'player' was back then, but that didn't stop him from doing quests. This was because the girl with the strange expression told him, "Village Head Li was looking for you. Why don't you ask him what's the matter?"

He died, then 'came back to life' in a place that he didn't know if it was the underworld. Someone told him that Village Head Li was looking for him. Of course, he could only follow the hint and find Village Head Li. What else could he do?

After that, he inexplicably stepped onto the "broad road" of doing quests, farming dungeons, earning money, leveling up, and upgrading equipment.

Xiao Bai was a good friend that he met during his first quest. Village Head Li was telling him that Old Zhang's family was having a hard time. His grandson was sick, and he wanted him to collect some herbs. There were wild boars in the mountains to the east of the village, so he wanted him to kill a few wild boars and bring back some pork to the Zhang family along with the herbs.

After collecting the herbs, he rushed to the mountains to the east of the village and met Xiao Bai who was covered in blood. He was holding a kitchen knife and fighting with an extremely thick wild boar. When he saw Tang Qingyu, he dodged the wild boar's attack and ran while inviting Tang Qingyu to join him, "Hey handsome, let's go together."

Tang Qingyu nodded and said, "Sure." And they became teammates.

He had met Xiao Bai during a wild boar hunting mission.

Since they were of similar levels, their leveling speed was about the same (Xiao Bai was not online 24/7, while he was not familiar with many of the basic rules, so he took a lot of detours. For example, he actually listened to and read every NPC when they were giving out quests, instead of fast-forwarding). Therefore, they often did the same quests, so they often bumped into each other, often teamed up, and later added each other as friends.

The method of adding friends was taught by Xiao Bai. When he found out that Zhang Zian didn't even know how to add a friend, he was shocked and asked, "Where did you come from exactly?", which Tang Qingyu was already very familiar with.

But when Xiao Bai found out that Tang Qingyu didn't even know the background of Wulin Legend and who were Gu Long, Jin Yong, Huang Yi, Liang Yusheng, Wen Ruian … Xiao Bai understood why Tang Qingyu didn't know how to add him as a friend.

At that time, they were already 'best friends' who often worked together to clear dungeons and had a lot of affection for each other.

Sometimes, Tang Qingyu felt that God was actually kind to him. Although he was not a rich man when he was alive, and sometimes he made a fool of himself and embarrassed himself, and he did not learn any peerless martial arts in his life, nor did he make any great achievements in the martial arts world. However, there were not many people who could "soul" out of their body after dying once and survive after traveling to another world. This was also another form of winning the lottery, wasn't it?

When they were chatting, Tang Qingyu and Xiao Bai talked about it. At that time, he had completed a few quests from his sect and found out that the legendary Hero Yang Guo wasn't just a story. It seemed that such a person really did exist in his previous world, and there were Ancient Tombs. He also found out that around the Song Dynasty in his previous world, there was an amazing sect called the Peripatetic school, and that the kung fu of this sect was enough to make them look down on Wulin. He also found out that there was a flying dagger that came from nowhere called Xiao Li Flying Dagger, and that there was an invincible sword god called Ximen Chuixue.

There was one time when he let it slip.

At that time, Xiao Bai was complaining that the company's department leader, who had just graduated and applied for a job, was too outrageous. He always found trouble with him and prevented him from displaying his talents properly. He then lamented how happy it would be to be a hero in a real martial arts world. He accidentally described the life trajectory of Tang Qingyu in his previous world. Xiao Bai stared at the pair of eagle eyes that he claimed to be a domineering president and said, "If you want to be a hero, of course you can't be like that. At first glance, you can tell that this kind of person is just cannon fodder. He's definitely not a pig's foot that no one remembers his name after dying."

Tang Qingyu thought for a moment and felt that Xiao Bai's words were quite reasonable. He nodded and said, "That's right." Then he asked, "Then how can I be a hero?

What kind of style should I mold myself into to become a real hero? "

Tang Qingyu did not feel that it was childish to ask Xiao Bai this question because Xiao Bai often knew things that he could not understand even after thinking about for a long time. Although he felt that Xiao Bai's mind was not mature, it was obvious that Xiao Bai was better than him in terms of the amount of information he could obtain. An obvious example was that when Xiao Bai was at Level 1, he knew how to add friends.

The skill of adding friends was not difficult to learn, but the key point behind this was that Xiao Bai had done this action many times, so he was so skilled. Many things that he did not understand, Xiao Bai had practiced countless times in places that he could not see. The environment in which they gained knowledge was obviously very different.

Xiao Bai thought about Tang Qingyu's question very seriously, and then he sent an email the next day with the title "Quick Guide to Becoming a Hero". The content went something like this:

"Based on my experience in reading many wuxia novels, I've come up with a summary of the prerequisites to become a hero, which is roughly divided into these points.

"First, a hero needs to have high martial arts, very high martial arts, and then appear in a key scene and kill everyone, becoming famous in one battle. That way, your name will spread throughout the world!

Otherwise, it would be like in Wulin Legend, where you would slowly look for dogs and deliver medicine to the west. How long would it take for your name to spread throughout Jianghu and the world to know about it?

Even if you slowly build up some reputation like this, look at Liang Gu Jin Wen. Which one of those who built up their reputation didn't appear as cannon fodder for the main character?

"So if you want to become a hero, you need to have high martial arts, very high martial arts. You need to be the best in the world, and no one knows about it. Then, you need to make a grand entrance in a key scene like" The Six Major Sects Besieging Guang Ming Peak ", and turn the tide with your skills.

Tang Qingyu nodded his head as he read this point. He felt that Xiao Bai was right. Based on his own experience, wasn't Feng Qingyang the same?

Even though he often got first place in the tournament between the sects, there were quite a number of young and new elites like Feng Qing Yang in the world of martial artists. Besides, Feng Qing Yang spent most of his time practicing the sword on Mount Hua, and he rarely left the mountain. The reason why he was able to gain the reputation of being able to make the sect leaders of Shaolin Temple and Wudang Sect cast him a sidelong glance was because his sword skills suddenly improved greatly after he left the mountain. When the ten elders of the evil cult attacked Mount Hua, he turned the tide and created his reputation.

Then, when he was doing the Huashan school mission, Tang Qingyu realized that the pig Ling Huchong that Xiao Bai mentioned was also in the same mode.

So this point was correct, and more reliable.

"Heroes need to have shockingly high martial arts."

"Secondly, heroes need to be rich, especially rich."

"Look at Ling Huchong. Before he went out to kill people, he had to find a famous prostitute to bathe and change his clothes. He also fasted for three days. Although Ling Huchong was poor, Miss Ren was. Look at the Jianghu extravagance that Miss Ren created for Ling Huchong. That was very rich. Xiao Feng was the leader of the Beggar Sect. When he was down and out, he even" robbed "the rich to help himself. As for the less righteous" heroes ", Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng, they were never really short of money. So, if a hero had to work hard to make a living, how could he have the time to be a hero? If a hero saved a poor girl who sold her body to bury her father when he was doing chivalrous deeds, then he had no money to buy a coffin for her … That would be awkward.

Tang Qingyu thought about this point for a long time. He felt that it made a little sense, but it didn't seem to make sense completely.

Generally speaking, people who practiced martial arts were usually not too poor. Tang Qingyu, for example, came from a poor family. After he learned martial arts, he could also become an armed escort to make money to change his life. If there was an emergency, he could steal some money from a rich family. In Jianghu, there were many people who did this. As long as it wasn't to the extent of killing and robbing, these small mistakes would not be tolerated by the righteous.

Tang Qingyu was not like those inexperienced hotheads and rich kids. His experience of wandering and starving as a child made him very clear what it was like to be a hero with no money. He was short of money, so he couldn't be a righteous hero. But … to be a hero, did he really have to be very rich?

That didn't seem to be the case. Feng Qingyang wasn't particularly rich … He had seen Lu Xiaofeng's story when he was doing a Jianghu mission. He wasn't a rich person either. Of course, he had a close friend who was the richest person in Jiangnan, the Hua family's seven children …

Alright, let's discount the credibility of this point for now. Of course, it was necessary to be rich, but compared to the first point, this point was much lower.

Third, a hero must know how to act cool. He must know how to act cool.

As for how to act cool, it depended on the character. For example, Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang were playboys. In the end, they didn't want to be playboys anymore. They could take their beauty and live in seclusion, but the playboy character must not collapse!

They must be playboys, but they must not be wretched!

They could be embarrassed, but they must not be lowly!

Another example was Guo Jing. This kind of character was definitely a good person. This kind of good person and sublimated type of hero could be confused, but he must not bend his bones and admit defeat!

… The character could be different, but once you chose a certain character, you must not collapse. You must protect your own character. You must sublimate and not collapse!

Xiao Bai had listed many examples, but in Tang Qingyu's eyes, it could be summed up in one sentence: no matter how Xi Men Chui Xue changed, he would never collapse into Duan Tiande!

Alright, it seemed to make some sense. But could Feng Qingyang collapse into Lin Yuantu or Dongfang Bubai? This was a question worth considering.

Fourth, a hero must be good-looking. He must be handsome, handsome, and confident. For example, Chu Liuxiang. If he wasn't handsome, he must be majestic and heroic. For example, Xiao Feng. If he wasn't majestic and heroic, he must be good-looking, which was commonly known as pretty. For example, Zhang Wuji. En, although he was a little feminine, it was still better than having a cannon fodder face.

Good looks = easy to gain goodwill from others. Accumulating chivalry points faster = becoming a famous hero faster.

Tang Qingyu commented that there were quite a few good looking cannon fodder, okay?

For example, Ouyang Ke and Murong Fu. However, it was true that it was easier for people to have good looks. Would this help them accumulate a reputation for being chivalrous? This was something that could be discussed. After all, if a good deed was done by a good-looking person, people would feel as if they were bathing in a spring breeze. The effect was obvious. If a bad deed was done by a good-looking person, people would feel that it was understandable.

Fifth, a hero must be in an unforgettable relationship. Even if it doesn't end in HE, it must be a relationship!

Tang Qingyu expressed that —!

He didn't want to comment.

Sixth, a hero should know how to play a musical instrument …

Seventh, a hero should have a pet, like a white tiger or a husky …

All in all, this was an important guide for reference. Whether it was reliable or not, it was up to the viewers to decide … But before Tang Qingyu could analyze the feasibility and reasonableness of this guide, Wulin Legend crashed.

According to the game company, it was a bug that wasn't dealt with properly, causing the system to crash temporarily.

Tang Qingyu didn't know if this was true. He only knew that he was playing a two-player dungeon with Xiao Bai that day. They were shooting lanterns on the Chain Bridge when the sky suddenly cracked.

It started with a bright crack in the middle of the sky. Then, the light started to melt like butter, 'sliding' from the center of the sky to all directions. It was as if fireworks were blooming on a blue background. Very quickly, the 'fireworks' turned from bright to black. It was as if a bottomless black hole was slowly spreading in the torn sky. And in the middle of the black hole, codes fell like rain. Wherever the 'rain' of codes fell, flowers, trees, pavilions, everything was destroyed. It was as if the entire world of Wulin Legend was being devoured.

The two turned and ran at the same time, but Tang Qingyu was one step slower than Xiao Bai.

Tang Qingyu still went to Huashan school. Xiao Bai liked the cool Dark North Divine Art, so he went to Peripatetic school. One of the best skills in Peripatetic school was the instant-cast qinggong, Lightning Steps. Compared to Tang Qingyu who only had Jianghu qinggong, Xiao Bai was naturally faster. That was why Tang Qingyu fell behind. But this one step behind caused Tang Qingyu to be swallowed by the stream of data. Like a piece of meat in a pool of sulfuric acid, he let out a short scream before it was cut short. This was because the person who made the scream had also been dissolved into a pile of data.

Xiao Bai, who heard the scream, instinctively turned around, only to see Tang Qingyu "melting". He instinctively wanted to turn around and reach out to grab his friend, the friend who was always clumsy but exceptionally patient and tolerant of all his complaints. However, the distance between the two meant that he could only grab nothing. Then, in the next moment, the huge wave of data that never stopped swallowed Xiao Bai, who was slightly absent-minded, together with the huge wave of data.

Tang Qingyu felt like he had turned into lines. How could he feel anything when he was already a line? He didn't know either, just like how he didn't know how he could be revived in Wulin Legend.

He felt like he had turned into a line in the river of data, flowing along with the entire river. He seemed to have merged with the river, but at the same time, he seemed to have his own independent computing core.

The feeling at this moment was very strange. It was as if he was a drop of water in this river of data. Water and water were originally mixed, so he was all the data, but at the same time, he had a clear and independent "consciousness," so he was also himself.

Countless things suddenly appeared in his consciousness. They were all data, the messy data in the 'river'. There was the reaction between carbon dioxide and water: CO2

+

H2O

= = =

H2CO3, quicklime dissolved in water: CaO

+

H2O

= = =

Ca(OH)2

There were also trigonometric formulas such as sin (2kπ + α) = sin α. There were 206 bones in the human body, and the amount of blood in the body was about 7-8% of the body weight. There were ancient Greek and Roman civilizations, myths of the Olympic gods, and also Pangu's creation five thousand years ago …

Many things flashed through his mind. He seemed to know everything, but also seemed to not know anything. He felt as if he had become everything, but also as if he was nothing. There was a moment, but also as if it had been a long time, he seemed to have forgotten who he was. Then, perhaps in the next moment, or perhaps a long time had passed … He lost the concept of time. He suddenly opened his eyes, and what entered his eyes was a field of white snow that covered the heavens and the earth like goose feathers.

He reached out his hand, and his palm was cold.