When second-generation rich kid Chu Ming's family fortunes declined and he fell into poverty, he stumbled upon an ancient martial arts system.
The system's mission: To promote ancient...
Can 50,000 reputation points be exchanged for five ancient martial arts techniques?
Or exchange it for five years of skills?
Chu Ming felt very happy. He suddenly found that gaining reputation points didn't seem that difficult.
If my popularity is as high as that of today's young idols, that popularity, that reputation, hiss!
Chu Ming kept staring at the system background. It felt great to see his reputation value skyrocketing.
However, the good times did not last long. After 50,000, the growth of reputation value dropped sharply and eventually stopped completely.
It's like the transmission path has been cut off by a knife.
Chu Ming smacked his lips. He knew that this was because the Hongmeng Organization had encrypted his video to SSS level again.
Look, the energetic old man in front of you is furious.
I am speechless. The other party blocked my way to collect reputation points, and then turned around and scolded me. How can I seek justice?
Chu Ming came here to be scolded as soon as he got off the plane. He didn’t even have time to check his own comments.
With so many reputation points, there must be a lot of people watching. Everyone must be praising me for being handsome, right?
Across from him, Mu Yuan looked at Chu Ming with an absent-minded look, and felt even more angry.
He returned to his seat, picked up the teacup and took a sip, suppressing the anger in his chest.
"Tell me, where did you get this technique?"
After the scolding, Mu Yuan finally began to ask the questions that everyone was most concerned about.
You know, this is a heavenly-level skill!
Hearing this question, Chu Ming was stunned.
Yes, where did this technique come from?
The matter of the ancient martial arts system must not be told. Even if it is told, no one will believe it, and there is a high possibility that you will be sliced into pieces like a guinea pig.
How can I come up with a somewhat reasonable excuse?
After pondering for a long time, Chu Ming responded cautiously: "Did the old immortal send you a dream?"