Zhu Changyang did not expect that he had finally obtained a degree from a prestigious university in modern times, but once he traveled through time, he would become illiterate again.

What can he do, of course, continue to roll.

Therefore, Zhu Changyang decided to find another school, ah, no, he would find a sect and start from scratch.

It should be said that he was not unlucky enough. On the second day of time travel, he heard the news that the Baigongmen in Buchendi Town was recruiting new disciples, and the registration date was today.

The Baigong Sect is a sect of weapon refiners. It is actually not well-known in the Piaomiao Continent, and it has not been able to make it out of the dusty land yet.

Zhu Changyang thought about it based on his own experience, and it was probably equivalent to the local Lanxiang Technical School.

If you ask why he didn't join a more famous sect, well, of course it's because he doesn't like Peking University and Tsinghua University.

But the more important reason is that there is not much time left for him.

I can't find a job, I'm running out of dry food, and although Baigongmen is not well-known, I heard that the pay is pretty good. As long as you are successfully admitted, you can not only learn skills for free, but also have food and accommodation.

Zhu Changyang immediately decided: Baigongmen, here I come!

Then his question became this: How to get to Baigongmen?

The world of cultivation is still very developed in some places, such as transportation, which has reached the level of Doraemon.

The most advanced teleportation array here can reach the other end of the continent instantly, which can be called a cultivation version of any door.

In addition, there are various travel magic weapons, especially the sword cultivator, which is fast and cool when flying with a sword.

The most inferior ones are the animal-drawn carts used by ordinary people, which are slow and bumpy. They are generally used for short distances and are cheaper.

However, Zhu Changyang could not afford to hire even the cheapest animal-drawn cart.

All this is difficult for outsiders to know, so Zhu Changyang did not explain it further.

Chang Fengchi didn't hesitate, he just looked at the young man in front of him again, with a look of regret on his face, and advised: "It would be difficult if you don't hire a car. The road to the town is fifty miles away. Just rely on your foot strength, at least.

It takes half a day to walk, and registration for Baigongmen closes at sunset, so you won’t be able to make it in time..."

Not only Chang Fengchi, but at this time in another world, netizens summoned by forum posts were also watching Zhu Changyang's journey of cultivation through live broadcast cameras.

Originally, everyone came to check in with the mentality of watching the unlucky guy. After hearing Chang Fengchi’s words, everyone in the barrage sighed.

[Fuck, he is indeed the most unlucky anchor in history. Guan San couldn’t bear these starting conditions.]

[If I just stayed put, I would just lie down and wait for Pujiang to fix the bug and pick me up.]

[No, the anchor really can’t even cast a spell, what else is there to watch? 】

[It’s quite boring. All the cultivators next door are doing Sword Flying. You have to walk here by yourself, so I might as well watch the Travel Channel.]

[Ah, the host can’t even register in time. I can’t bear to watch anymore. Please give me some nutrient solution as a courtesy.]

[Laughing, fifty miles, the anchor doesn’t really want to walk, does he? 】

[It’s boring, I’ve withdrawn, I’ve withdrawn]

Netizens' patience ran out and they had to exit the live broadcast room after sending out sympathetic nutrient solutions.

At the same time, Zhu Changyang also answered Chang Fengchi's question with his actions. He put his hand into the pocket of his coat, rustled for a while, and then took out a piece about one meter long.

It is made of iron and embedded with two large objects that look like wheels.

"It's okay, I have my own car." Zhu Changyang said calmly.

Chang Fengchi:?

Netizens who were already ready to click to exit were also stunned.

There was a moment of stasis in the live broadcast room. After a while, everyone started writing on the barrage:

【???】

【???????】

[Wait a minute, what did the host take out?]

[Uh, if I read it correctly, it seems to be a... bicycle?!!]
Chapter completed!