"Shanghaikeeper, is it you?" A skeleton came over, his upper and lower teeth trembled and made a sound.

"It's me! I'm called Tieyang Xiaori in the dream game. Are you Uncle Jiu?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect that even the young shopkeeper would recognize me like this. Yes, it was Lao Jiu. I am now a skeleton soldier who guards everyone's mining. Just now, a little fairy jumped out to give us the mission plot, requiring us to defeat the eagle monster within three days and successfully dig the blue iron ore!"

"Well, let's work together! I've checked it out, and the reward is very generous. No wonder there are so many people in the demon world who are reluctant to go out in the game. This is indeed a shortcut to achieve fame and fortune." The young shopkeeper clenched his fists, and the old shopkeeper did not come in, giving him a chance to show his fists, which is equivalent to handing over power. Many brothers and sisters looked at it, and they might take action to set up obstacles.

However, the more this happens, the more we must work hard to achieve results in repaying our father's cultivation.

In many families, if there are many children, it will become very complicated when transferring power.

Because everyone wants to sit in that position, as the saying goes, the survival of the fittest is the only strong to stand firm and lead the family toward prosperity, so fighting between each other is common.

Just then, laughter came from afar: "Hahaha, my good brother, brother is here to see you! My father is still as always

A partial eye, he actually sent so many confidants to help you. What a pity! This is the dream game of the Great Thousand Demon Realm. The first thing the beautiful fairies said before was that the dream world has infinite possibilities. Hahaha, infinite possibilities. I only need to spend a little more time to re-establish my identity and can completely erase the advantages you, the snot ghost, have."

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar came from the east, and then flames rush down, and a reminder sound rang in his ears: "The stronghold is being attacked by a fury Blood Swearing Dragon. This dragon is happy to live in groups and will revenge. Please be prepared for protection..."

With this sentence, several skeleton soldiers rushed over to help the young shopkeeper block the flames, and said loudly: "Go away! You must keep the character who was created for the first time. This is the secret that the shopkeeper found from the fat patrolman!"

"Uncle Jiu!" The young shopkeeper watched Uncle Jiu be consumed by flames, and then he was carried by skeleton soldiers toward the estuary of the northern part of the stronghold.

All this happened too quickly. When the young shopkeeper came to his senses, it had been a long time since he lay on the river bank and looked at the stars, feeling frustrated in his heart.

The bottom line is over, and no one except him may have escaped!

The only thing that is thankful is that this is a dream, just a dream, and everyone is still alive, but there is no way to regroup.

After a long time, the young shopkeeper laughed at himself: "Hahaha, it's ridiculous! He came with passion, but was beaten by his brother as soon as he met. Those brothers and sisters must be drinking to celebrate now. Cough cough cough, this means that I have been protected too well by my father, so it's just a joke."

"Hahaha..." The young shopkeeper coughed and laughed. When he got up, he found that the only thing he had with him was a pickaxe necklace.

"There is only a broken pickaxe left. I am nothing after leaving my father's wings!" The young shopkeeper threw the necklace far away.

Every mind that enters the dream will grant a pickaxe necklace. As long as you smash the necklace to the ground, a mining pickaxe can be formed immediately.

As expected, the necklace became a pickaxe and flew back from a distance, and fell down with a "ding".

The young shopkeeper was slightly stunned and shouted: "What are you doing when you fly back? I have let my father down. Those brothers and sisters are more talented and smart than me. If I hadn't worked very hard on weekdays, I might not even be able to be a master. Maybe I just don't want to disappoint my father. Now, now I have lost everything, so I'll just throw myself into this wilderness and wander around."

The boy picked up the pickaxe and raised his hand to throw it out.

He doesn't want any mine pickaxe. He just wants to lick his wounds silently. From then on, he traps himself in a dream game and never wakes up. Maybe after his father is disappointed, he will change his mind and support other brothers, and don't waste time on him anymore! Don't...

"Ding..." The pickaxe flew back and smashed it at the foot.

"You, what are you flying back to do?"

"Look at how bad you are, A Dou, who can't help you, is useless to come back, and you will never be able to become the sacred thing you see when you open your dreams!"

"Let's go! I'll tell you to leave, I'll tell you to get out."

The boy threw the pickaxe out again and again, but the mine pickaxe flew back again and again. No matter whether the boy was angry, crying, or stubborn, he still failed to change the pickaxe that looked extremely bad.

There was really no way, the boy fell down, but he suddenly heard from his mind.

"The mineral picks that are disliked have reduced their firmness to a little, and have the characteristics of never wear! The price: they can never be improved."

"Is this?" The boy picked up the pickaxe and looked at it for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "I was the one who implicated you. You had eight points of firmness before, but now there is only one point left, and it is always constant at one point. Hahaha, cough cough, should I laugh? We two are quite similar. I don't dislike you, just want to put you aside. Now we are dependent on each other for life! Sorry, I apologize to you, sorry..."

The boy hugged the mine pickaxe, not knowing whether he was apologizing to the mine pickaxe, or apologizing to himself, or even to his father.

Time is not long, and the sound of "ding ding dangdang" sounds by the river.

The young shopkeeper took the mine pickaxe to mine. There was also food in his dream, and he needed to exchange it with ore.

From now on, he has become a standard homeless man. Since he doesn't want to go back, he will walk around. When he is hungry, he can just dig some ore to fill his stomach and maintain the most basic survival needs.

In this way, there was an extra boy in the wilderness.

He doesn't have a map in his hand, he just doesn't want to leave himself idle, and simply wants to travel more places and find something to do.

That's all, that's all...

"Dingding Dingdangdang, Dingdangdang..."

While several forces were competing for territory, he mined on the edge of the battlefield, and even did not pick up the equipment when it fell to his side.

"Dingding Dingdangdang, Dingdangdang..."

The old city was destroyed and a new city appeared. He mined under the city walls and dug out a red glaze ore with great difficulty, and could not even afford the meal.

"Dingding Dingdangdang, Dingdangdang..."

The caravan passed by, and he exchanged the ore he had finally dug for some dry food, and then went to a new place to travel and start mines. In the eyes of others, he was a madman and had no intention of making progress at all.

"Dingding Dingdangdang, Dingdangdang..."

The black pickaxe has become brighter. The boy has become more and more experienced in mining. He has dug out more and more ore and can exchange it for a package of food to wander further away...

"Dingding Dingdangdang, Dingdangdang..."

The boy didn't know that many people were going crazy for him, and even cursing him with all their power.
Chapter completed!