Ye Cheng returned to the dormitory and without bothering to brag or chat with his roommates, he quickly climbed onto his bed.
He took out his mobile phone, slid open the interface, and clicked on the chat group.
His chat group is not an ordinary chat group, but a chat group of all heavens.
The group members are not ordinary people, but big guys from various dimensions.
A powerful Jindan-stage cultivator from the cultivation plane, a founding emperor from the historical plane, a courtyard dweller from the historical literature plane, a tech giant from the science fiction plane...
Most of the big guys will lurk, but they will pop up occasionally.
They will talk about things in this plane and share some experiences.
The most important thing is that you can send red envelopes in the chat group.
The red envelopes distributed by the big guys in the universe are not the 0.01 yuan, but the "specialties" of their respective dimensions.
The Golden Elixir Master would just send out a red envelope, and anyone who grabbed it would get the Qigong Pill or the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
The red envelopes sent by His Majesty the Emperor consisted of the lowest grade gold and silver ingots. If he was in a better mood, he would directly give out antiques or curios.
Even though the male protagonist in the most miserable era novel can still receive red envelopes like out-of-print stamps.
“…Slurp!”
Ye Cheng couldn't help drooling just thinking about it.
Of course, he had just obtained this chat group and had just figured out the rules, and had not yet really benefited from it.
But, this is a golden finger. As long as you are patient, you will always benefit from it.
"Haha! My last name is Ye. Although both my parents are still alive, they divorced right after I got into college!"
Parents offer sacrifices to heaven, and their power is boundless.
Although his parents were not dead, they were almost as good as dead.
They divorced and remarried, and all started families of their own.
He, Ye Cheng, is no different from an orphan.
So, the golden finger was received, and Ye Tian’s counterattack life was about to begin.
Suppressing his excited heart, Ye Cheng stretched out his trembling hands and gently slid his fingers to check the chat group interface.
Uh, no big boss spoke.
Yes, the group members are all big guys.
They are all successful in their respective fields and are very busy.
Where can I find so much free time to chat in the group?
The several messages on the interface were all greetings sent by him, a newcomer, who couldn't help but send them one after another.
Ye Cheng knew that he was a newcomer and even more of a younger brother.
His attitude was extremely humble.
He is like the most attentive lackey of the boss, punching in and greeting him every morning, noon and evening.
Normally, he can't get up at 8am, but he can persist for several days and greet all the big guys in the group early in the morning -
"Good morning, guys!"
"Good afternoon!"
"good evening!"
It has been a week since Ye Cheng got the chat group. Except for the first day when he was surprised, questioned, studied, and ecstatic, he did the same every day for the remaining six days!
I looked at the time and hey, it’s afternoon.
Ye Cheng clicked on the input box and started typing: "Everyone, good afternoon!"
The big guys in the chat group: ...
This kid is really persistent!
The key is enthusiasm.
The male protagonist in the period novel world couldn't hold it in any longer and replied with an emoticon that said "Young man has a bright future."
Ye Cheng: ...
I finally saw that I was no longer a one-man show in the chat group, and my heart was so excited that it almost jumped out of my throat.
Gulp, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Ye Cheng began typing.
However, after typing a few words, I felt that they were not appropriate, so I quickly deleted them and typed them again!
This went on for several times before Ye Cheng finally replied, "Kneel down obediently.JPG."
Seeing the newcomer being so well-behaved, the old man in the era of literature was in a good mood, so he sent a designated red envelope, "The newcomer is very polite, giving you a meeting gift, it's not worth much, don't despise it!"
Ye Cheng was so excited that he almost jumped out of the bed.
Meahhaha!
I knew it!
I knew I could!
Red envelope, I finally saw the red envelope I received.
Ye Cheng didn't care what was inside. Even if it was just a steamed bun from the 1960s or 1970s, Ye Cheng would be happy.
Because, there is one, then there is two.
Today I have steamed cornbread, but tomorrow I will receive a stamp with the words "The Mountains and Rivers Are Red" on it!
The day after tomorrow is the Bigu Pill...
Slurp!
Ye Cheng couldn't help drooling again.
He suppressed his excitement, stretched out his trembling little hand, and gently opened the red envelope.
bite!
When the red envelope is opened, an icon-sized picture pops up.
There is actually a Yuan Datou in the picture.
Yes, yes, in period literature, there are not only stamps, but also antiques.
Ye Cheng has repeatedly studied the rules of the chat group and knows how to redeem red envelopes.
It's very simple, just click on the picture.
However, Ye Cheng once doubted whether this chat group was really that magical.
Can virtual things be turned into real things?
Although this is what is written in novels, it is reality.
If you try to take something out of your phone, Newton’s coffin will definitely not be able to hold it down.
"Whether it's true or not, won't you know if you try it?"
Ye Cheng's heart beat faster. His finger was clearly hovering above the phone screen, but it just wouldn't come down.
After thinking for a long time, Ye Cheng finally made up his mind and pressed down hard.
Swish!
An energy invisible to the naked eye began to fluctuate.
The chat group, this golden finger, began to absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth.
It takes energy to make virtual things concrete.
And energy is conserved.
The golden finger is often given by heaven.
Energy should be provided by the way of heaven.
The Heavenly Dao of the True and False Thousand Gold World: ... Each Heavenly Dao takes care of its own business. Why does yours come to my house to steal energy?
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