MTL - I [Imperial] Am This Type of Man-Chapter 1 Conquer the Grassroots King (1)

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Name: Ji Jinrong

Age: seventeen

Popularity: 352.5 million points

Climbing time: four years

[Please choose whether to bind with the system: yes / no]

"Yes."

[Please choose whether to enter the new world: Yes / No]

"Yes."

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In this way, Ji Jinrong entered the new world.

Ji Jinrong was ill from an early age. Regardless of whether he was a doctor or a god, he put his hand on his wrist and glanced at his face, sighing helplessly: "I can't live more than eighteen."

Ji Jinrong knows that he will not live long, and he keeps a dog in the spirit of being happy in time, oh no, he only cultivates a hawk that only listens to his orders.

The hawk dog is named Wei Tingjun.

Wei Tingjun is Ji Jinrong's eyes and Ji Jinrong's ears, so that Ji Jinrong can know the changes in the field even if he is in trouble. Ji Jinrong teaches Wei Tingjun literacy, teaches Wei Tingjun's art of war, teaches Wei Tingjun's riding and martial arts, many things Ji Jinrong doesn't really understand, is purely blind command-only Wei Tingjun is convinced.

I did not expect to accidentally raise a general.

The emperor was incompetent and ridiculous. Although Wei Tingjun was young, he had inconceivable majesty. He accidentally poured his hands on the black riding camp under his hands.

That's right, it's accidental again.

Just as Ji Jinrong accidentally killed all brothers and ascended to the throne of God with the support of a hundred officials, it was unexpected.

Many people choose Ji Jinrong because they are young and weak, so they are better than others.

Ji Jinrong is indeed young and weak, and sleeps more and wakes up less, so the power of the DPRK quickly fell into the hands of Wei Tingjun.

It's really abominable, unscrupulous and arrogant!

For example, every day this lao always breaks into his dorm room and searches out the buttery roast chicken that Ji Jinrong has brought in! That's the little beauty in his family, oh no, it's not easy for his cordial friendship to buy in line.

I hate that since Wei Tingjun returned to Beijing, Ji Jinrong has never had half a mouthful!

Ji Jinrong angrily scolded: "No way against the law! The chaotic thief!"

Wei Tingjun didn't move, and for years like a day, he has searched and smashed Ji Jinrong's little roasted chicken with duck breast and crispy meat-not even letting the pigeon legs that can only fill his teeth-

It's outrageous!

Unfortunately, even if Wei Tingjun forced to abstain, his body still showed no signs of improvement.

Seeing that he was about to wake up, Wei Tingjun choked and scolded God: "Injustice to heaven! Why Ming Jun is not good for a long time, but he is free to be evil!" Such a powerful person holds him like a child. Crying loudly, more desolately than "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Heaven is unjust!"

Ji Jinrong wanted to laugh at Wei Tingjun, but found that his eyelids were too heavy to open.

Ji Jinrong slowly fell asleep.

This sleep, he seemed to be in the chaos, surrounded by a blank space, only the stars of light hanging on his side.

Ji Jinrong wanted to reach out to touch those light spots, but his palms were slammed open. I don't know how long it took before a voice sounded in his mind: "I'm looking for you!"

Ji Jinrong tried hard to "see" it, but couldn't see anything. This feeling of falling into the wind made him very unpleasant. Even if he was lying on a sickbed, he would never put himself in such a situation where he could not fight back.

Ji Jinrong asked, "What are you?"

The voice said: "I am a portable system attached to the main brain of a33333. You can make us find it!" It sounded bitter, "Yes, my colleague made a mistake, it found a particularly powerful host That guy got rid of system control and made all the world's creatures wipe out. Since his appearance, the number of complaints to the main brain has soared and can't stop at all. The main brain sent me to fix this error and find the one that can stop the powerful existence as soon as possible Host. "

Ji Jinrong frowned.

He didn't understand what this thing said.

The voice rejoiced himself: "I analyzed several worlds that had existed so powerfully, and finally found the only weakness in his heart-I went through layers of investigation and finally found you. Please help us Let him stop! In return, we will repair your body so that you can create the prosperous world you want to see. "Compared to the countless worlds completely destroyed, the main brain can accept that the trajectory of one world is changed-this There is also helpless compromise.

you guys! Ji Jinrong keenly grasped the words used in that voice.

Is the so-called "strong existence" the person around him?

The system boasted: "You are so smart! Yes, this person is the person around you. After you die, this person is so desperate that he was selected as the host by the chaotic thief system that detected his existence. I did not expect him to complete the mission Not only did he not withdraw from the new world, but he continued to live there and continue to kill. The helpless and thief subsystem had no choice but to enforce the exit instruction. He did not expect that something went wrong in the process and he controlled the system. , Start to choose the new world freely! "The system was a little scared." If he continues like this, many worlds will collapse completely-"

Ji Jinrong did not ask who the "strong existence" was, because Ji Jinrong could guess.

There was only one violent person beside him: Wei Tingjun.

Regarding everything said by the system, Ji Jinrong objectively commented: "Yes, it sounds pretty cool."

system:"……"

/ (tot) / ~~ What to do, this host seems a bit scary too!

Ji Jinrong said, "If I don't agree, I will die right away?"

The system cheered up and said, "Yes, if you don't bind the system, you will soon die." It is still very sincere, "but your popularity is very high. If you reincarnate it, you should have a great blessing. edge."

Ji Jinrong has no interest in the afterlife. He is not Ji Jinrong in the afterlife. What is the use of a great fortune? He said, "Okay, I accept the binding. But since his system has a name, you should have it too?"

The system said, "Yes, yes, I'm the Lord of the Dead."

auzw.com Ji Jinrong: "This name is a bit unlucky."

System: "/ (tot) / ~~ Don't pay attention to this detail."

So Ji Jinrong opened her eyes again, and everything she saw was strange.

Ji Jinrong stepped out of bed.

Flexible limbs and healthy body.

He picked up his life for nothing.

The king of the dead, the chaotic thief? That sounds interesting.

Want to play with the chaotic thief, at least you have a little foundation? Ji Jinrong was a little eager to get up and got out of bed happily.

Although the original owner is the "king of the dead", anyway, he is also an emperor. Hearing the motion of Ji Jinrong getting up, the housekeepers rushed in, holding two coats of middle clothes, pants, linen, washbasins, and washing appliances. The battle was no less than Ji Jinrong's previous.

Ji Jinrong wanted to order "Hurry up and prepare me a little roasted chicken with duck breast and crispy meat and another roasted pigeon", only to find that there is a small problem with this body, stuttering! This problem makes the original owner not like to talk, and if he really wants to speak, he can only jump out word by word.

As for why choose a stammer to become emperor?

To put it simply, naturally, some people want to usurp the throne, but do not want to bear the reputation of eternity, so they chose the best one.

Ji Jinrong couldn't help feeling the sympathy for the original owner.

Everyone is Emperor Puppet, this guy is much more pitiful than him-at least he has a few friends who can talk, the original owner don't talk about friends, and he can't even talk well!

Ji Jinrong calmly finished washing, and then went to school to practice riding and shooting. This is one of the things that the original owner must do every day, in order to keep fit and cultivate a little "regal".

Ji Jinrong was too poor before. She never rode a horse or pulled a bow. She was very interested in this activity. When waiting for the **** to bring the horse, Ji Jinrong even shined his eyes.

Good horse!

The hair color is red and bright, the body is strong and beautiful, and the eyes are still slick, looking at the special spirit. No wonder, even if the original owner is thrown by it several times a day, he still asks the **** to take it out and throw it first, and then he reluctantly puts on a common horse.

Ji Jinrong stepped forward and touched the mane of the beautiful red horse.

The red horse scratched its hoof, turned disdainfully, and exhaled again from his nose.

For the first time, horse riding should be docile, but Ji Jinrong was not too reconciled. Whenever a horse can look down on him!

Ji Jinrong smirked and said, "Go." He led the horse into the school yard and stepped forward step by step.

Ji Jinrong has not been so "down to earth" for a long time since his illness worsened, and even walking on the morning dawn like this has made him extremely satisfied.

The sun is warm and comfortable.

Ji Jinrong was very satisfied, but Red Horse couldn't stand it.

This is a good horse that has never been seen for a century, and actually has to accompany Ji Jinrong for a "walk"! It's a shame! He grunted a few breaths to express his dissatisfaction.

Ji Jinrong is still in a hurry.

He took the red horse around and said, "Run?"

The red horse stared at Ji Jinrong.

Ji Jinrong smiled even more happily and offered the condition: "Take me."

Red Horse fell into frustration with Tianma.

It was fed up and locked in the stable, but it wanted it to accept a weak owner and it was not willing!

Ji Jinrong was not in a hurry.

He did not wait for the Red Horse to finish his struggle, and lightly highlighted the word to the **** serving the horse: "Change."

In the next two days, Ji Jinrong took the red horse around, and then asked the **** to hold the red horse well, and changed to a docile horse to practice riding. He wasn't riding well, and his head wasn't very good. At first, he could only open his bow and didn't miss the target.

Fortunately, the original owner himself is not good at riding and shooting, and he will not be exposed.

On the fourth morning, after Ji Jinrong led the red horse for half a lap, the red horse was unwilling to step forward.

His limbs were nailed in place, and he turned to stare at Ji Jinrong, his eyes full of anger: too much! Take it around every day, just don't let it run! Just let it run and let it watch other horses run!

Ji Jinrong held it with a smile and reached out and touched its fluffy and beautiful mane.

This time the Red Horse has no air jets, no twists, and no hoofs.

Ji Jinrong said to the **** who was running out of breath, "Help me."

The **** who was waiting for the horse erupted and stepped forward to help Ji Jinrong mount.

Ji Jinrong held the reins, a horse's belly, and the horse came out against the rising sun, raising a cloud of dust. Obviously, he ran very fast, but Ji Jinrong on horseback was as stable as Mount Tai. With Ji Jinrong running two or three laps, the horse reluctantly slowed down and let Ji Jinrong practice archery.

After Ji Jinrong practiced two rounds to turn over and dismount, she was sweating, her face flushed with tiredness.

Not far away, Changsun Meng, one of the embargoed guards on duty, and the grandson of General Longsun, opened his eyes for a long time, and his eyes were unbelievable.

In recent days, he was transferred to the school yard to stand guard, and looked at the funny behavior of Ji Jinrong three days before, and was laughing at it secretly. I did not expect that the horse was willing to let Ji Jinrong ride today-but it was snatched from the north Strong horse.

Taking advantage of the shift, Chang Sun Meng quietly touched the stable to pull out the horse, ready to try it for himself, to see if it changed his temper.

I didn't want him to just get on the horse, the horse immediately raised his hoof high and threw him off the horse cruelly!

thump!

The grandson slammed heavily on the ground.

Long Sun fiercely reached out and rubbed his **** that was about to fall in half.

Oh shit!

My **** hurts!