Before we knew it, it was the day when the martial soul awakened!

For many children in Holy Soul Village, this is an important day that determines their destiny.

Whether you can become a soul master and how far you can go on the road of a soul master depends largely on your personal talent, the quality of your martial soul, and the level of innate soul power. These are related to the lives of these children.

Old Jack didn't dare to be careless, so he got busy early in the morning, cleaned the village's Wuhun Hall, and informed the children who were over six to attend the Wuhun awakening ceremony. Even Fang Fan was called to help.

In the center of the Holy Soul Village, there is an ordinary wooden house with spider webs and dust everywhere. I don’t know how long it has been since it was cleaned.

"It's so dirty..."

Fang Fan pushed open the door and suddenly a thick stream of dust hit him, making him unable to help pinch his nose. He picked up a broom and carefully cleaned up the Wuhun Hall.

This is the job arranged by Old Jack for him, with food and ten copper soul coins.

For Fang Fan, who was out of ammunition and food, this was indeed a good job.

These days, he has drawn a lot of things in the system prize pool, but except for a few accidents that are useful, most of them are waste products, such as Sanlu milk powder, gutter oil, etc., and a group of bad products that harm people. There is no way to take them out for some money to spend.

"Oh, there is nothing valuable in this prize pool!"

While sweeping the floor, Fang Fan couldn't help but complain about the system: "Is it because of the primary prize pool? I wonder if I will draw some valuable prizes when I unlock the higher prize pool in the future."

Since the release of "Resident Evil", it has been sought after by countless soul masters. It has been extremely popular in the past two days, with the number of daily active users exceeding 1,000!

Many people have already exposed various precious treasures in the games he designed and become millionaires.

But Fang Fan, the founder of the game, is still a poor boy with a bare house, and he doesn't even have a copper soul coin on him. Who can understand the sadness in it?

"The martial soul fruit is useless to me, but it should have a good effect for others. Maybe you can consider selling some martial soul fruits and spend some money!"

Fang Fan's eyes flashed, and he thought about ways to make money seriously.

About ten minutes passed, Fang Fan finally cleaned the Martial Spirit Hall. At this moment, Old Jack led seven or eight children here, waiting to participate in the Martial Spirit Awakening Ceremony.

"Good morning, Brother Xiaofan!"

Tang San walked into the threshold neatly and waved his little hand to greet Fang Fan.

"morning!"

Fang Fan smiled slightly, put away his broom and walked to Old Jack, and said, "Miss Minister, the room has been cleaned. Is there anything else to do?"

"Well, you're doing a good job, come to my house for dinner later!"

Old Jack looked at the neat wooden house, his wrinkled old face showed a smile, and patted Fang Fan's shoulder with admiration: "Xiaofan, although you don't have soul power, you are diligent and down-to-earth, and you are a good child. Don't worry, stay in the village, and you will have a bite of food!"

As he said that, he handed over the wages of ten bronze soul coins to Fang Fan.

"Thank you, Grandpa, Village Chief!"

Fang Fan calmly accepted the wages, and a satisfied smile appeared on Qingjun's face. There was no need to worry about the money for the meal these days.

Old Jack thought Fang Fan was that poor orphan without soul power, so he took good care of the latter, but he probably didn't know that after a few days, Fang Fan had been reborn, not only had soul power, but also had innate soul power!

If this is spread, it will probably cause a sensation in the entire village!

Fang Fan has no vanity, so he naturally would not deliberately show off this matter to outsiders. Now he just wants to stay and slowly become stronger.

"I wonder what kind of martial souls we will awaken?"

Several children couldn't help but whisper, and their little faces were full of tension. This was a matter of fate, and they were all a little hesitant.

On the other hand, Tang San, who was standing aside, was silent without saying a word. He was very calm. He was a man of two lives and his mentality was much calmer than these children. Although he was a little nervous and expectant, he did not show it.

Time passes by quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is already noon!

"It's strange. In the past, the people from the Wuhun Palace Sect should have arrived. Why haven't you come here yet? Did you delay anything happening on the way?"

After waiting for a long time, no one came from the Martial Soul Palace. Old Jack, who was old and stern, couldn't help but feel anxious.

After all, awakening of martial souls is a big deal in the whole village, and I dare not make any mistakes.

He also hopes that several soul masters can emerge in the village this year to bring glory to the Holy Soul Village.

"What's going on? Did something happen?"

"It's not that I'm not here..."

After waiting for so long, the children couldn't sit still and couldn't help but whisper, and some even picked up dry food and started eating.

"The day is right. I agreed two days ago. Today I came to our Holy Soul Village for the martial soul awakening ceremony. Why haven't the War Soul Master come yet?"

Old Jack repeatedly calculated the date several times, and after confirming it, his face couldn't help but be full of doubts.

Master of War Soul?

Su Yuntao...

Upon hearing this, Fang Fan was slightly stunned, subconsciously calmed down and entered the game, using his planning authority to observe the players' movements.

"resident Evil"!

On the top of an abandoned building, a young man with a burly body and a sword-eyed star-like star-like man was carrying a long sword, fighting bloody battles with zombies and killing all directions!

After a fierce battle, the young man finally killed all the zombies on the roof. He stood proudly in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and laughed at the sky and said, "Haha, ten kills! I, Su Yuntao, are invincible!"

"Brother Tao Niu Bi!"

"Brother Tao smokes~"

"Brother Tao takes me to fly!"

A group of younger brothers watching the game rushed up with a smile, and those who handed over the cigarettes and those who squeezed their legs were all impressed by Su Yuntao.

Seeing this scene, Fang Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

Over the past few days, Su Yuntao has been crazily killing zombies, exploding equipment in the biochemical industry, and forming a team. He has become one of the most loyal players in this game and has the title of "God of War Tao"!

But today is the awakening day of the martial soul. You are still playing games. The protagonist Tang San is still waiting to wake up. Do you, a passerby, have no points in your mind?

Fang Fan rolled his eyes and was speechless.

Looking at the anxious old Jack, Tang San and others, Fang Fan hesitated for a while and couldn't help but say, "That village chief, Master War Soul... may not be able to come today!"

"Why?" Old Jack asked with a glaring eyes and confusion.

Fang Fan said helplessly: "Master War Soul has been addicted to games recently and cannot extricate himself. He is still fighting monsters in the game!"

Old Jack: "…"
Chapter completed!