My mind power is the Lord God

Wang Dong dragged his numb steps and moved out of the cemetery step by step.

The whole person looks like a waddling zombie.

This is both his physical factor.

It is also Wang Dong who is familiar with his body bit by bit, familiar with his memory.

All the things you see, some can instinctively pop up the corresponding words, and some cannot.

Unfamiliar language, unfamiliar writing, became his instinct, but could not be connected as a whole as he was familiar with Chinese.

He walked at a very slow pace along the only road until he soon had a fork in front of him.

It was a dilapidated wooden house.

Seeing that wooden house, the meaning of home naturally appeared in his mind.

Wang Dong’s pace was much faster.

At this time, the flashlight was already only a little red from the filament, and there was no more lighting.

But the faint whiteness of the sky gave him light.

When he came to the wooden house.

The fence of the wooden house blocked his advance.

On the fence hangs a large, quaint iron lock.

And he doesn’t have a key on him.

Soon Wang Dong fumbled around and successfully found a finger-thick key in a gap.

Such locks and keys were completely beyond his knowledge.

Wang Dong studied and tinkered for a long time.

Then the lock did not open.

He simply gave up unlocking and climbed directly over the fence.

The door inside was not unlocked.

Just opened the door.

He saw the spirit card inside, and there was a picture of a middle-aged man on the spirit card.

It was clear that the young man who had not hesitated to steal the tribute last night, but the tribute in front of the family spirit card did not move at all.

It was the boy’s father, and Wang Dong made a judgment.

In the dimly lit home, he did not find any electrical appliances.

There are no electric lights, just a huge candlestick.

He touched a lighter from under the candlestick and successfully lit the oil lamp on the candlestick.

It’s a home without even candles.

Wang Dong, who had been tossing and turning, no longer had the intention of collecting information.

His stomach was hungry again.

This made him start rummaging through his humble home.

Then he turned out only some pickles.

What rice noodle snacks are not at all.

This also made Wang Dong react.

If it weren’t for the fact that there was really no food at home, it would not have forced the teenager to steal tribute, thus losing his life.

Wang Dong, who was sitting on the bed, turned acid water in his mouth, and hunger made him a little irrational.

This hunger is by no means comparable to not eating a breakfast or waking up in the middle of the night without a late-night snack.

His gaze couldn’t help but shift to the tribute in front of the spirit card.

The tribute that the boy preferred to die to protect was dismantled little by little in the face of hunger.

It was only before his sanity completely collapsed that Wang Dong saw a black thing from under the offering table.

He removed the black thing from under the offering table.

It was a cloth bag.

The cloth bag was wrapped in textbooks, books, and money.

The appearance of money suppressed Wang Dong’s imminent collapse of reason.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have food, you can buy food if you have money.

The money has paper money as well as coins.

He didn’t know what the specific purchasing power of these currencies was, so he only brought a thousand.

By this time, the sky was completely white.

Wang Dong poured out all the books and hid the remaining 200,000 dollars in the firewood.

Then he went out again, climbed over the fence again, and walked in the direction of the town in the distance.

Fireworks in towns become the brightest indicator.

Soon a church appeared in front of him.

Church clergy also get up early.

The middle-aged cleric who was sweeping the floor saw him and immediately spoke.

“Cole, you have a bad face, did you encounter anything last night?”

The cleric hurried to him with a bit of concern.

Wang Dong then realized that his body was originally called the name Cole.

“I’m fine, I’m just hungry.”

Wang Dong himself is a social terrorist, and he strangely occupies the teenager’s body, instinctively resisting anyone’s approach.

Hearing Cole’s explanation, a look of pity appeared on the clergy’s face.

“Sorry, I forgot your father has died.”

“You wait for me, I’ll give you some bread!”

The other party quickly returned to the church and soon came out with a large package.

“Take these breads!”

“Come to the church for dinner later, and your three meals will be provided by the church.”

The kindness of the middle-aged clergy made it difficult for Wang Dong to refuse.

“Thank you!”

Wang Dong was stunned and expressed his gratitude.

Before he could make it to town, his journey was halted.

Perhaps it was the aroma of the food, which wrapped him so much that he didn’t feel heavy at all.

Just out of sight of the clergy.

He began to gobble up the rough bread inside.

Hunger made him ignore the taste of bread.

The coarse bread was easily crushed by his teeth.

When Wang Dong appeared in front of the wooden house again.

When he came back to his senses, he showed a stunned look.

Because in that short period of time, at least no less than ten pounds of bread had all disappeared.

In less than ten minutes, he actually ate more than ten pounds of bread.

Such a meal was enough to frighten Wang Dong.

Not only that, with an adequate food supply, he felt a steady stream of power emerging from his body.

This power is so warm and so terrifying.

The arm-thick branch was easily broken under his hand like a toothpick.

And this is far from the limit of his strength.

These made Wang Dong turn back into the wooden house in panic.

Even though the wooden house is simple, it has become his only safe haven in this world.

Without hunger, Wang Dong’s reason worked.

He is a fiction writer, and even on the street, he has a certain analytical ability.

The humble home has no computers, no mobile phones, no televisions.

But the presence of the flashlight told him that this was not a completely feudal society.

The popularity of the flashlight was enough to tell him that the world had at least entered the age of firearms.

So even if he didn’t know why he had such great power, he definitely couldn’t act recklessly.

And now his only window into the world is the books that are suspected to be elementary school textbooks.

He flipped open the books.

He knew every word in it, but it was difficult to connect because of the problem of amnesia.

Fortunately, he has the knowledge of college students, so he can skip grammar problems and roughly understand the meaning.

In these elementary school textbooks, he did find a lot of information.

These include a world map of geography textbooks, names of their own countries.

Most importantly, he found the diary of Cole, the owner of the body.

Even in the elementary school student’s diary, he understood the general situation of Cole’s family.

The mother ran away when Cole was a child.

His father raised him alone as a gravekeeper and also provided for him to study.

In Cole’s eyes, his father is a hero who is not afraid of demons and monsters and guards the cemetery of the dead.

And every time there was a funeral, his father would go to help.

Bringing back a lot of fruit snacks by the way, which is when Cole is happiest.

These days lasted until his father’s sudden death not long ago.

He personally saw his father’s twisted and horrified body and attended his father’s funeral.

He then dropped out of elementary school and became the new gravekeeper of the cemetery.

The cemetery became a new horror from Cole’s source of fruit snacks.

Then soon after, Cole himself was killed in the cemetery.

There are evil spirits in this world, and Wang Dong witnessed this with his own eyes.

At the same time, the attitude of the church clergy towards Cole’s enthusiasm was also interpreted differently in Wang Dong’s eyes.

Perhaps it is because the gravekeeper is too dangerous to let Cole, the descendant of the gravekeeper, go.

After all, Cole’s father had been a gravekeeper for more than ten years before he had an accident.

Judging from Cole’s own experience, Cole’s father definitely had two brushes, but unfortunately it still overturned.

Whether to be a gravekeeper made Wang Dong quite entangled.

According to common sense, he who has just crossed should maintain the status quo and go through the initial strange stage.

But the danger of the cemetery made him fearful.

The anxious Wang Dong opened the primary school textbook again, trying to understand more about the situation in the world.

In this way, if he does not become a gravekeeper, he may be able to have a way out.

In the textbook, he found a description of modern cities and high-rise buildings.

Even modern cities have it, it seems that he is in a town so far that birds do not.

Only in this way will they lag behind to the point where electricity is not even universal.

Soon, an article caught his attention.

This article was written about a special group, and the words of praise came to the fore.

And the name of this professional group is – Hunters!

Treasure Hunter, Bonus Hunter, Food Hunter, Relic Hunter, Phantom Beast Hunter, Ocean Hunter…

Many descriptions made Wang Dong more and more familiar.

He immediately turned over the world map he had seen before and successfully saw a familiar name on the world map.

The Karkin Empire, now known as the Kakin Emerging Kingdom.

Wang Dong’s body froze in place.

Everything that came before seemed to have an explanation.

The change in his body was due to his awakening of the ability to read.

The evil spirit is also most likely a thought after death.

And the world he is currently in is, the hunter world!

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