Chapter 1 Quantum Fluctuations
Dongsheng Shenzhou, Shenxiao Sect.
On the top of Lingyun Peak, thunder and lightning intertwined, a whirlpool hung upside down, and lightning filled the sky.
This is someone going through a tribulation.
"Senior Brother Qin Mo has finally made it." A female disciple said sympathetically.
"Look, no matter how poor your aptitude is, as long as you practice hard with concentration, you can still achieve immortality. Qin Mo has already passed the tribulation, so what reason do you have not to work hard?" The outer sect elder took the opportunity to educate the sect's new disciples this year.
"Senior Brother Qin Mo may not be able to withstand this thunder tribulation." A fellow disciple was worried.
At the center of the thunderbolt, the protagonist of the incident, Qin Mo, had bitterness in his eyes, "After all, is it still impossible to change my fate?" He had exhausted all his means, but there were still two more thunderbolts.
I can’t bear it anymore…
Looking back on his life, although he could live for thousands of years, he did not dare to slack off for the moment because of his average talent . All he did throughout his life was practice hard, in order to defy fate and attain enlightenment and become an immortal.
After all, it is like fishing for the moon in the water and seeing flowers in the fog.
"Whatever!"
There was determination in Qin Mo's eyes, and he actually took the initiative to rush towards the thunder tribulation. If he failed, he would die.
…
"Qin Mo, Qin Mo..."
Who is calling me? Didn't I die in the thunder? I opened my eyes in a daze. The sun was shining brightly, the windows were clean, and a group of boys and girls were sitting in the house, all dressed in strange clothes.
This is definitely not the cycle of reincarnation!
There is not a trace of spiritual energy around, and the way of heaven is obscure, just like a shackle.
This is not the world of earthly immortals.
Taking over someone else's body?
Qin Mo vaguely remembered that at the moment when he was about to be struck to death by thunder, a strange soul suddenly broke into his sea of consciousness and forcibly squeezed his soul out.
What a nice person.
Sitting next to Qin Mo, a slightly fat and pleasant-looking boy saw that Qin Mo was still in a daze, and reminded him again in a low voice: "Qin Mo, Teacher Zhao asked you to go up and solve the problem..."
Qin Mo looked up and met a pair of murderous eyes.
"Qin Mo, since you were sleeping in class, it seems that you have already learned the exponential function section. Come on and solve this problem." Teacher Zhao said in a gentle voice.
The other students gasped, this was a sign of a coming storm.
"Teacher, could you allow me to review the book again?" Qin Mo was not sure if there were any powerful people in this world. According to the first principle of possession, you must not expose your ignorance, so he could only cram at the last minute.
“Hahaha~~~”
The classmates burst into laughter , all of them were amused by Qin Mo.
This ancient Chinese text is so cool.
Don’t you know that the math teacher and the Chinese teacher don’t get along?
My deskmate quietly gave a thumbs up and whispered, "Qin Mo, you are awesome. You dare to tease King Zhao like this."
Qin Mo's face turned dark.
Although he still didn't know what was wrong, it seemed like something had been exposed...
Teacher Zhao's eyes were narrowed into a line. He was almost furious with Qin Mo, a student. He almost couldn't maintain the "teaching and educating" expression on his face. He took a deep breath and said word by word: "Then you should review it."
“Hahaha~~~”
There was another burst of chuckles, and everyone was waiting to see the show.
Qin Mo was calm. He picked up the high school mathematics textbook on the table and started flipping through it from the first page. He flipped faster and faster until he just skimmed through the last page.
"Oh wow~~~ Qin Mo, when did you learn to read quantum waves?" someone cheered.
“Hahaha~~~”
The entire classroom had turned into a small pond of joy. Only Teacher Zhao's face was getting darker and darker. Seeing that Qin Mo had finally finished flipping through the pages, he suppressed his anger and asked, "Have you finished reading?"
He wanted to see what tricks Qin Mo was playing. If he couldn't figure it out, he would just call his parents.
"I've finished reading it." Qin Mo nodded.
"Then come up and solve the problem. Hurry up." said Teacher Zhao.
Qin Mo was not panicked at all. With the strength of his soul in the Tribulation Period, although he was damaged by the heavenly tribulation, absorbing such a little knowledge was a piece of cake for .
He walked up to the podium, took the chalk, and started solving the problems quickly.
correct!
Teacher Zhao looked like he had seen a ghost, his face turned blue and red. When he saw Qin Mo finished writing, he very "well-behavedly" put down the chalk and sat back in his seat slowly.
I always feel like I'm mocking him.
Teacher Zhao didn't think Qin Mo was very smart. He just thought that Qin Mo obviously knew how to do it, but still made so much trouble. He was clearly a troublemaker.
The other students had similar thoughts. Some were in admiration, while others just wanted to watch the show.
Everyone is happy!
In order not to be exposed, Qin Mo could only remain cool throughout the whole process, saying less and making fewer mistakes.
At this moment, there was a sharp pain in his head, as if it was about to explode. Qin Mo's face changed drastically, and he said hurriedly: "Teacher, I have something to go out for."
Without waiting for Teacher Zhao's consent, he ran out of the classroom.
“…”
The classroom fell silent again, and everyone was stunned.
“That’s outrageous!”
Teacher Zhao's face has turned charcoal-colored. The King of Hell Zhao has appeared...
…
Qin Mo couldn't care less about that.
It turned out that his soul was too powerful and his body couldn't bear it at all. If it wasn't controlled in time, it would explode on the spot.
Qin Mo doesn't want to die again.
After leaving the classroom, he looked around, chose a small woods nearby, went in, found a secluded place, and quickly sat down cross-legged.
A full hour later, Qin Mo finally opened his eyes, and his vision became clear again.
Qin Mo used a secret method to seal most of his soul power, avoiding the danger of exploding and dying. Not only that, he also digested the memories left by the owner of the body.
I finally understood why I made such a fool of myself just now.
This is a world where Taoism has disappeared, ancient rituals are no longer available, and the writing, language, customs, social structure, etc. are completely different from the ancient universe and incompatible with it.
Qin Mo was very disappointed.
There is not a trace of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, which means that he has the method but cannot practice it. He will only live for a hundred years at most, and will eventually turn into a handful of earth.
When I returned to the classroom, not only was the math class over, but I also missed the Chinese class completely.
"Qin Mo, you're so awesome. You dare to tease Zhao Yanwang like this. You didn't see that when Zhao Yanwang was out of class, his face was so dark that he could write on the blackboard." My deskmate Zou Xiaopang came over.
Zou Xiaopang’s real name is Zou Yuan. He and “Qin Mo” are brothers in distress. Their grades have always been at the bottom of the class, and they always strive to get “first place” in every exam.
The two were chatting idly when the bell for class rang.
Qin Mo could never have imagined that he, an old man with a lifespan of over a thousand years old, would one day take classes with a group of boys and girls aged fourteen or fifteen.
It's a unique experience...
After finally waiting for school to be over, Qin Mo left as soon as possible. His home was near the school.
The streets are bustling with traffic.
In the world of Blue Star, the individual evolution of human beings is naturally incomparable to that of the primitive universe, but human creativity is comparable, and they have taken a completely different technological path.
Each has its own merits.
The cars on the road are no worse than monsters and puppet beasts, and airplanes are even better than most flying magical instruments.
Based on the original owner's memory, Qin Mo estimated that a terrifying existence like nuclear weapons, in terms of actual lethality and overall destructive power, even surpassed masters in the Tribulation Period.
It's really scary.
I opened the door and there was no one there.
"Qin Mo"'s parents opened a barbecue restaurant. Although they were not rich, they could still make a decent living.
It's just that my daily routine is a bit chaotic.
At this time, my parents are busy in the store, preparing raw materials for the barbecue in the evening. Because it is a midnight snack, they will be busy until dawn the next day before going home.
Qin Mo is basically alone at home.
After eating and taking a bath, Qin Mo turned into a curious baby. Television, mobile phones, computers, washing machines, and even gas stoves and rice cookers could arouse his interest.
Although he had the memories of the original owner, Qin Mo still felt the magic of creation when he personally experienced these magical "magic weapons". It was difficult for him to judge which world was stronger.
It is certain that Blue Star is more fun.
After the excitement, Qin Mo finally calmed down and walked into the bedroom.
The bedroom is not big. Apart from the bed, closet and desk, the rest of the space is occupied by a "magic device" called a game cabin, which is a bit like a high-end massage chair with its own protective cover.
According to the original owner's memory, players can enter a completely virtual world through the game cabin.
This is amazing.
As far as Qin Mo knows, there are very few magical instruments in the prehistoric universe that can do this, and the only one that can be named is the Taixu Illusion Realm.
But there are hundreds of millions of them on Blue Star? This once again overturned Qin Mo's three views.
He decided to play a little...
