I am cultivating and becoming a saint in a parallel world

On a scorching day, Wei Xuanshang became a teacher in the old world.

……

The lower-class residential area is divided into nine districts. Ping'an Township belongs to the third district. It is a large township with a population of one million. The headquarters of Xingguhui in District 3 is also located here.

At a young age in the old world, he was already the second-in-command of the Ping'an Township branch.

The top leader is away from home all year round, so he is actually the head of the Ping'an Township branch.

Looking at his innocent and childish face, Wei Xuanshang suddenly had doubts about his decision.

Under the arrangements of the old world, the first thing she did after joining the Xinggu Hui was to teach - the illiteracy rate in the lower-class district actually exceeded 99%.

"Tiancheng has implemented a comprehensive knowledge blockade on the lower-class areas. There can be no schools, no books, and no teachers here. Even the garbage delivered must be screened in advance. They strictly prohibit any items related to cultural communication from flowing into the lower-class areas. Waiting area.”

Laoshi said: "So our teaching activities can only be conducted in private, and we must always be prepared for raids by the security forces."

The conditions are really tough.

In order to ask for help in a logical manner, Wei Xuanshang began his teaching journey by leaving early and returning late.

In this way, a month passed in a hurry.

Wei Xuanshang felt that he had almost integrated into this group and gained the trust of the old world, so he was about to ask him for help in finding someone.

However, I was suddenly told that teaching activities would be suspended for a week.

"What happened?"

"The lucky day will be in a week." The old world said with a sad look on his face, "In order to ensure the safety of the Tiancheng envoys, security in various places will be strengthened. This is the time of year when the security forces patrol the most strictly."

“What is a lucky day?”

……

Because the lucky day is approaching, Xiaocao and Xiaodao, like all residents of the lower class aged 5-20, fall into an emotional atmosphere of panic and anxiety.

"Sister, what if I get whipped?" Xiaocao nestled in Wei Xuanshang's arms, hugging her waist tightly, "I don't want to be the lucky one, and I don't want to die."

"No." Wei Xuanshang stroked her soft hair and comforted softly, "I won't choose you."

"But Sister Huarui was selected last year." Xiaocao said, "She was thrown into the ghost area. It was dark there and there were many monsters. I saw Sister Huarui...wuwuwuwu..."

As he talked, Xiaocao started to cry.

Wei Xuanshang quickly comforted her, and Xiaodao and her mother also ran in from outside.

"Why are you crying?"

"Is Huarui the lucky one chosen last year?" Wei Xuanshang handed the grass to her mother and asked Xiaodao, "What happened to her in the end?"

Xiaodao immediately understood the reason why Xiaocao was crying.

His face also became very ugly: "When she walked to a flower bush, a piranha bit her head and swallowed it."

July 7th every year is a lucky day for the people of Tiancheng.

On this day, the lower districts are divided into townships, and each township selects a boy and a girl between the ages of 5 and 20 as the lucky ones, who are taken away by the messengers of Tiancheng to participate in activities to celebrate the birth of the new world.

These people will be sent to the ghost zone and experience an adventure for three days and three nights. Drones will follow the whole process and transmit the pictures of the lucky ones from each township to their hometowns, and everyone will go out to watch.

After three days and three nights, if you are still alive, you will be called a warrior and gain a new identity - a New Tiancheng person.

"But in the fifty years since the celebration began, no lucky person has been able to come out of the ghost zone alive." This is the original saying of the old world.

Xiaocao cried continuously for more than an hour. Tired from crying, she slowly fell asleep in her mother's arms.

Wei Xuanshang called Xiao Dao outside.

"How did you see Lucky Man's situation in the ghost zone?"

"The Heavenly City Messenger will create a huge light curtain in the sky, and people below can see it when they look up."

"Can everyone see it?" Xiaodao nodded: "Those over three years old must stand outside and watch the activities during those three days. It is not until the lucky person from the village dies that the celebrations belonging to that area are over and everyone can be free. Activity."

"How are the lucky ones chosen?"

"Each messenger will bring a parrot, and we all stand in a wide field as a village unit, and the parrots will choose." Xiaodao said, "Whoever the parrot lands on will be this year's winner. Lucky man."

Parrot.

Is it really about letting an animal choose?

Wei Xuanshang's intuition told her that there was something fishy in this.

"I'm going out."

"It's getting dark, where are you going?"

Wei Xuanshang said nothing. When Xiaodao finished shouting this sentence, she had already ran more than ten meters away.

……

Half an hour later, Wei Xuanshang ran to the Dragon Slayer Association headquarters.

"Sister Bird, why are you here free?" Ermao was surprised to see her.

"Don't call me that, it's so unpleasant." Wei Xuanshang strode across the threshold. Although it was his second visit, he felt as familiar as entering his own home.

"Is your boss here?"

"Then what should I call you?"

"Oh, here, our boss has just had dinner and is strolling behind to eat." Ermao trotted to follow Wei Xuanshang and led her the way, "Then what should I call you, Sister Bird?"

Wei Xuanshang turned to look at him: "Who gave you your name? It suits you quite well."

"Huh?" Er Mao couldn't keep up for a while, "My dad picked it up for me. My mother likes cats. We have three children in our family. I am the second oldest, so I call me Er Mao."

"Sister Bird, why do you think this name suits me?"

"Because you are quite similar to a cat." Wei Xuanshang said, "Especially the brain."

Ermao was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that this didn't seem like a good thing to say.

"Sister Bird, are you scolding me? What are you scolding me for?"

Wei Xuanshang: "..."

"Say you are gifted."

"Really? Where am I gifted? Does this word mean that I am very smart?" Ermao was very happy, "As smart as a cat, right?"

"So Sister Bird, you were complimenting me. I'm so sorry. I was too stupid to understand."

"..."

"Then what do you want me to call you, Sister Bird?"

"...Call him whatever you like." Wei Xuanshang completely gave up communicating with him.

"Boss Long." Wei Xuanshang saw the fat man.

"Xuanniao?" The fat man was still wearing the headlamp, and when he turned around, it swayed so hard that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Sorry." He smiled, took off the headlamp and held it in his hand.

"What's up?"

"How are the lucky ones chosen on the birthday of the new world?"

As soon as Wei Xuanshang asked, he saw the expression of Ermao standing next to him change.

The three words "lucky man" are like a curse to every person in the lower class.

"Are you afraid that you will be chosen, or are you afraid that the family who took you in will be chosen?"