Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, looked around the unfamiliar environment, and struggled to get up. Halfway through, he felt the surging power in his body, shook his head and smiled to himself. He looked down at his tight, smooth body.

After looking at the skin, looking at the knives and axes, and the smooth, natural and plump muscles, he then supported his arms, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and somersaulted out of the bed.

I took a bottle of water, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and stared at the neon lights outside.

After seventy-three years in "The Grandmaster", Little Japan, the defeated army, and the bandits and bullies killed so many people and sent away old friends one after another. It was clear whether it was life or death. But it still needs pain.

, his old age was not happy.

And after so many years, many of his memories have been blurred, and now everything he sees when he returns to the real world is unfamiliar.

Wang Yan sighed and pulled out the panel

Wang Yan

Attribute:Strength 25

Agility 25

Physique 25

Spirit 22

Unallocated points 5

Storage space 2m3

Skill: Fighting LV5

Calligraphy LV5

Computer LV5

Traditional Chinese Medicine LV3

Chinese Studies LV3

Philosophy LV3

Shooting LV3

Japanese LV3

...omitting a bunch of skills.

The harvest this time is still a lot. All physical attributes are 25. Due to the inability to compress, the height has grown to 18cm and the weight is about 200. It is natural for his fighting skills to reach LV5. He has practiced it all his life, summarized it all his life, and spread it.

A lifetime, a lifetime of pioneering.

He has been writing big characters all his life, and his calligraphy skills have reached LV5. Those old buddies, brothers, including a group of juniors in the city all know that he likes this thing. He goes around looking for the four treasures of the study, authentic calligraphy works of famous people, etc.

He was very happy. After copying so many original works, coupled with his diligent practice and careful thinking, it was also vigorous, powerful, majestic in style, simple and unpretentious, and accepted the world. It was also a masterpiece.

His main focus is not on traditional Chinese medicine, but those who study prescriptions are not at a low level. He asks for advice from time to time, and after practicing on his own, he has reached LV3. This level is enough for medical consultation. It's just a pity.

Yes, he is dying of old age, and the person who took the lead in researching the prescription has changed three times. The combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, all kinds of cutting-edge medical equipment, and a lot of resources have been spent, but he still can't improve it.

Chinese studies and philosophy have reached their current level thanks to the wisdom he accumulated in his seventy-three years of life, plus the books he read every day. These things are too deep and too mysterious to make such an improvement.

He was quite satisfied.

As for the improvement of his Japanese, this was brought up during the years when he was in the war, because he always needed to sneak into the interior to kill senior officers, and he also practiced it deliberately. There is just a problem with the accent, and he did not reach the level of Kanto and Kansai.

That kind of tone, but if you speak less and slowly, you can barely get past it.

The same is true for shooting. It is currently almost at the level of LV4. These are all caused by bullets on the battlefield. Of course, the guns he uses are from World War II. If he switches to current equipment, the hit rate may not be as high.

It is correspondingly worse.

It is worth mentioning that since he had never practiced computer technology in his life, his skills were a bit unstable, and he felt like he was about to drop a level. It was also at this time that he realized that the skills of the system were not fixed. Think about it, it was all

He learned it bit by bit on his own. It is normal for him to stop learning, become unfamiliar and regress.

In addition, some other skills, such as Feng Shui, management, finance, etc., have also been improved. Generally speaking, they are okay.

After seeing the skills, Wang Yan did not hesitate to put all the five attributes he had obtained into his spirit. The number on the panel increased from 22 to 27. Immediately after a familiar feeling came, Wang Yan closed his eyes in enjoyment and felt

With the cleansed spirit, the forgotten and vague memories in his mind gradually became clear. At the same time, Wang Yan's rough heart became somewhat smoother, but it still could not hide the ups and downs deep in his eyes.

Look down on the vicissitudes of life.

Sighing, Wang Yan subconsciously turned around slowly. Halfway through, Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, then gave himself a big mouth, straightened his back, and started walking in stride.

The light rain that had fallen all day had stopped, and it was exactly nine o'clock in the evening. The air outside was fresh, and the occasional light breeze was very refreshing. Wang Yan, who was going out, hummed a tune often sung by Gong Er with his hands behind his back, strolling toward the West Lake.

Walked over.

After passing through the crowd, Wang Yan sat down on a bench on the shore and stared blankly at the ripples of the lake as the tourists chatted and laughed.

After a long time, the movement around him woke up Wang Yan, who was in a daze. He turned around and saw a woman sitting next to him. She was wearing sportswear, with long hair, big eyes, a bare face, and a medium-looking and upward-looking woman. Wang Yan remembered her.

, the woman who looked at him before.

Wang Yan nodded politely to the woman and continued his previous posture.

After a while, the woman said: "What are you looking at?"

"West Lake."

"I'm just watching it during the day. Isn't it enough for one day?"

The family portrait in front of Wang Yan disappeared, he shook his head and sighed: "I can't get enough of it."

The woman understood, thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you look at the mountains behind the West Lake?"

Turning to look at the woman, Wang Yan said: "I also know what is behind the mountain. When I look back, I still want to see the West Lake." He shook his head, no longer obsessed with this thing that she couldn't understand, and changed the subject:

"Are you a local?"

"Chang'an, what about you?"

"From Liao Province."

"Liao Province? I've been to Luda and Fengtian. What about you? Where are you?"

"Dragon City?" Seeing that her eyes were confused and she had obviously never heard of it, Wang Yan explained: "It is a small place, but it has a long history. It is the place where the first bird flew and the first flower bloomed.

If you are interested, you can learn more.”

"Yes, I will." Seeing Wang Yan getting up to leave, he took out his mobile phone and said, "We met twice, so we are destined to be together. Let's leave our contact information." Without giving Wang Yan a chance to speak, he opened the Weixin QR code.

He handed it over and looked at Wang Yan with a smile.

He glanced at the woman, took out his phone and scanned it to add friends: "What do you call her?"

The woman "Wei Lan" agreed to the application for adding "Wang Yan" on her mobile phone, raised her head and said, "I've sent it to you."

Wang Yan nodded and revised his remarks: "Then I'll leave first. Goodbye."

"Okay." Wei Lan looked at Wang Yan's back again.

Until Wang Yan could no longer be seen, Wei Lan took out her cell phone and started scrolling through Wang Yan's circle of friends.

But the result disappointed her. Except for a few photos of people hanging around and drinking, the others were all houses. The houses in these places had great room for appreciation and had good floor plans. The sales of this and that one were very hot when they opened.

I paid attention to the location information in the circle of friends. Most of them are in Luda University, occasionally in Dragon City, Fengtian, etc., and then in Beijing. After a look, I can roughly count them.

Originally, Wang Yan rarely posted in WeChat Moments, but he couldn't help it due to work reasons. He had been doing this for several years, and he posted several posts every day. He couldn't even delete them, so that was all.

Except when he is communicating with someone's prestige news, looking at his recent updates to find a topic, and catching his fancy, he seldom or even doesn't check the circle of friends. Because it is really disturbing to see, among his circle of friends

We can arrange for a person from birth to death, with all the food, clothing, housing and transportation arranged for you clearly, and it is a real one-stop service.

While walking on the road, Wang Yan casually browsed through Wei Lan's circle of friends. Hmm, very good... You can see it in three days.

Wang Yan smiled helplessly and walked back to his residence with his hands behind his back.

Since then, Wei Lan would send messages and chat from time to time, and Wang Yan would also reply intermittently. This was not to be disrespectful, but because after this time, his willingness to get married was somewhat weakened.

It's not like before when I would worry about her even if I had nothing to do. If I were just talking about having sex, I wouldn't bother provoking her. She is much more beautiful and has a better figure.

As for Wei Lan, when he came up to chat with them at first, he took it for granted that this girl was the kind of person who was more playful. Later, they had dinner together twice and talked with authority when nothing happened.

It has also changed.

Wei Lan is 27 years old, an only child, and works as a product manager in an Internet company. Her income is not specified, but it is not low. She is not a casual girl, she is quite serious. Wang Yan analyzed that she was able to come forward to have fun just because

I had a slightly artistic heart and felt inspired by the scene at that time, and out of curiosity I wanted to see if this silly posing of his could really fit into the scene.

After half a month, Wang Yan was done staying in Lin'an, so he packed up and left.

After thinking about it, he still told Wei Lan the news that he was leaving. After all, it was fate to meet him in the vast sea of ​​people.

Wei Lan, who was working at work, saw the icon in the lower right corner of the computer jumping. She opened it and saw the message from Wang Yan. She was silent for a while and replied that we would have dinner together in the evening. Then she stared blankly at the 'OK' gesture that Wang Yan replied on the computer.

"Wei Lan?" The colleague next to her patted her and said, "What good things are you thinking of, so obsessed?"

Wei Lan came back to her senses and said, "Ah? It's nothing, Sister Chen. I just have a friend to have dinner with in the evening. What do I want to eat?"

Sister Chen said in surprise: "You were complaining to me a month ago, okay, now you have a quiet boyfriend?"

"Oh, where are you thinking, Sister Chen." Wei Lan blushed and said, "They are just ordinary friends."

"Come on, why are ordinary friends blushing?" Sister Chen teased, then changed the topic and said: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Look at this..."
To be continued...