Fist Godzilla

Chapter 1 The Approval of Baitangjing
"You bastard! How can you get yourself so dirty, it's really a nuisance!"

An angry Japanese scolding came from my ear.

what?Open your mouth to swear?

But before the newborn traverser could react, a big hand grabbed his slender arm with irresistible force and dragged him into the bathroom.

The shower head was turned on at full blast, and the torrential stream of water was poured down like an animal.

And through the mirror in the bathroom, the boy can be seen being played and cleaned by the adoptive mother in front of him like a doll.

And no matter how the boy's body was manipulated, his eyes were always staring blankly at the mirror.

After all, any adult in his twenties who suddenly turns into a kid less than ten years old will always be stunned and panicked when faced with a new body.

The boy in the mirror looks handsome, but there seems to be a little weakness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The footprints and mud on his body are obviously traces of being bullied by his peers.

Amidst the rambling scolding, he didn't gradually come back to his senses until he was driven back to his room and lay on the bed.

Immediately, the boy with a blank look in his eyes saw the information on the schoolbag on the bed next to him.

"Bai Tangjing, are you only eight years old in the second grade?"

Perhaps because of the fusion of souls, the original youth of the Republic can also read Japanese fluently at this time.

He nodded at the name on the schoolbag, "It's a name that's easy to pronounce in both Chinese and Japanese."

In the settled environment, the freshman Bai Tangjing gradually faded away from the panic he had just arrived.

The handsome little boy began to explore the room with great interest, collecting information from the textbooks and fragmented newspapers in the schoolbag.

"It's still the Hinomoto, and the year name is still Heisei. Heisei 20? Is it 08?"

In the slightly messy room compared to a few minutes ago, the immature child voice was muttering to himself.

Bai Tangjing was still holding the newspaper in his hand, and a series of classic operations popped up in his young mind.

Write a song!writing a novel!filming!

Save money to buy stocks!Buy Moutai!Buy a Tesla!Rush into the currency circle!
For people in the future, the world in 08 is simply a golden age everywhere!

The eyes of Baitang mirror belong to the young children's Shui Ling are shining!Lots and lots of banknotes seemed to have been tied up and placed in front of him, waiting to be removed by him!

What about being born in the countryside?
So what if the body was an orphan?

So what if his adoptive parents adopted him for government subsidies?

These tragic and painful things on ordinary people don't matter at all to newcomers.

As long as he worked hard to save a few years of funds and invest them in the wonderful financial market, the surging banknotes could drown his small body.

Where in this world is money not a paradise?
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Just when Bai Tangjing fantasized about traveling around the world in the future, spending money like water, surrounded by beauties from all over the world, sometimes three times a day, sometimes five times a day.

He suddenly felt a wave in the depths of his consciousness.

Before he could react.

It's like the ancient black and white movies have invaded the world, and the darkness is spreading. When the world loses its color, everything also stagnates.

Only in the middle of the room, the young boy is still alive.

"This is this?"

Bai Tangjing's handsome face was stiff, facing the darkness that seemed to swallow the world, his feet felt weak for a while, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

But the mutation is not over yet, a soft and mysterious shimmer emerges from the floor, and it gets brighter and brighter.

But no matter how high the brightness is, Bai Tangjing's immature eyes don't feel any pain at all.

When his eyes follow the light, how can there be any shadow of the floor?
What caught the eye was an endless gathering place of shining balls like deserts and oceans!
Facing the boundless ocean of photospheres, the Baitang mirror, who is as small as dust, has blank eyes.

Then, like an instinctive reaction, I stretched out my palm and held it flat.

A crystal-clear fishhook, connected to a thread of the same texture, hangs down from the palm of the hand, and reaches straight into the sea of ​​light.

The process of descending was neither long nor short, and Bai Tangjing finally calmed down his shock at this time.

His eyes were on the hook and line and there was great excitement on his face.

"Is there actually a sea of ​​dimensions below here!"

His young body trembled with excitement.

Returning to 08 is a huge opportunity. With this alone, those unattainable lives in the previous life are already within reach.

And now he finds that he is not only reborn, but also has golden fingers that can salvage items from endless dimensions.

Tianhu's opening can't describe the joy in Bai Tangjing's heart!
A slight tugging feeling came from the palm of the hand, and the line that had been hanging down ceaselessly.

"Is this line only this long?"

The boy curled his lips as he looked at the fishhook that was almost able to catch a larger ball of light.

Reluctantly flapping his short legs, but in the void, there was no sign of moving at all.

After working hard for a long time, I had to give up with a sigh.

Then he laughed at his own greed.

This opening is already the Tianhu among Tianhu, and he didn't know what the size of the light ball represented when he salvaged it for the first time.

If you want to dislike all this, you are really greedy.

Immediately, he flicked the fishhook and caught a relatively large ball of light.

"Sure enough, I still like the big one."

There was a smile on the corner of the immature mouth, and the moment the light ball was hung on the fishhook, Bai Tangjing's eyes went dark.

As soon as he regained his senses, he returned to the way he was still standing there with the newspaper in his hand.

Everything around him didn't change in the slightest, even the movement of his panicked position didn't seem to exist.

Bai Tangjing almost thought that everything just now was just a dream under the ecstasy of rebirth.

If you don't have an extra sheet of paper on hand.

"Whoa."

The newspapers that I had worked so hard to find in my hand were casually thrown aside.

In the room, the boy excitedly spread the paper from the Sea of ​​Dimensions on the desk.

"Come, come! Fisherman's first impossible air force in his life!"

Pulling out the chair and sitting solemnly in front of the desk, the boy tried hard to add a sense of ceremony.

Hold the two corners of the paper with both hands, and slowly unfold it
"What could it be? The secret book of magical skills? The secret recipe of elixir?"

The corner of Bai Tangjing's mouth curled into an expectant smile, and the curiosity in his eyes was almost overflowing.

And at the moment when the paper was fully opened, the blood-red traditional characters came into view, and he suddenly woke up as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him.

I saw a large character written on the paper with a pen that smelled of blood - fierce!

"Seniors

The junior doesn't know where the superior person is, but he can search all over thousands of miles to find me with only his spiritual thoughts, so far, he ordered the junior to make a divination.

The cultivation base of the senior is astonishing, it is expected that even today's martial arts myths are far behind, and the younger generation dare not refuse.

However, the danger of this hexagram of the senior is actually something that the younger generation has never seen in his life, and the hexagram that is so dangerous can no longer be said to be a "divination" for a person!
That's more like the general trend of heaven and earth!And even with the mastery of seniors, in the face of such a general situation, he can only be like a moth caught in a net, unable to escape!
There is no order, how can the general situation of the world be as insignificant as I can put my beak?
It's just that I saw swordsmen rising from the ground!I see the world as hell!

Senior, this runs counter to all my predictions about the general trend in the first half of my life!

The younger generation can probably know where the senior came from, probably outside the sky, right?
I only hope that there will be no period in this life.

The younger generation - Mud Bodhisattva respectfully"

Mud Bodhisattva, a fortune teller from the world of "The Wind and Cloud", in that world where martial arts are the only respect, what he is praised for is his unpredictable ability of prophecy!

According to legend, Cangjie created characters in the past, and when the first character was completed, that character was cursed by all the gods and demons in the nine heavens and ten places, and possessed infinite magic power.The moment he sees that word, all the secrets of the Three Realms and Six Paths, the past and the future will be revealed.

And Cangjie recorded this word and the secrets he had glimpsed into it, which became the "Heavenly Crying Sutra".

The prophecy ability of the clay bodhisattva, which is spurned by heaven and earth, comes from this.

The boy lying on the desk stared at the bloody book on the desk, the panic and grief in the writing almost rushed out of the paper!

Traveling through time is not scary, and traveling with a golden finger is even less scary.

The frightening thing is that on the first day of time travel, the fortune teller from the world of high martial arts saw your origin, and told you blatantly—forget it, wait for death!

God knows that in the world of high martial arts, when a city can easily die, what a tragic and terrifying future can scare the mud bodhisattva? !
So, a sleepless night.

My own future and the future of the world are soaked in boundless bloody omens!
When the common setting scenarios in games and animations really happened to me, it was as if a big cold hand held the heart and soul of the person involved.

It was unparalleled depression and pain.

In the early morning, the sun has not risen yet.

Bai Tangjing was still sitting in front of the desk, staring at the blood book, he had been motionless all night.

Finally, he stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The mud bodhisattva's ability can be seen from this letter, it cannot be fake."

Looking out the window at the sun slowly climbing into the sky, the boy who was sentenced to death by fate clenched his fists.

On this morning, primary school student Bai Tangjing didn't go to school. This was the first time in his two lifetimes that he was absent from class.

Staring at the bloodshot eyes, he came to the door of the closest Budokan to his home.

"Please! Please help me become stronger!"

　Now my mind is full of "Magnetic Little Goldfish", "Tianwu Killing Dao·Tea Drinking Dao", "Second Male Dao", "First Male Dao", "Autumn!"

　　Bead God of War!Look what you've done!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)