Disciples

Chapter 2 High Mountain and Flowing Water

Wang Ji did not stay in the virtual world for a long time. His mental state is not good at this time. It's okay to drink tea quietly. If he enters the battle zone, I'm afraid he will make himself weaker.

As soon as Wang Ji woke up, he saw that the candy was running in anxiously from the outside.

"I'm sorry, I forgot that your head was hurt." The candy cute spit out her tongue.

Wang Ji couldn't help smiling when he saw the appearance of the candy, but he couldn't move, otherwise he would probably go up and pat his head again.

"The water doctor said that you still need to rest for half a month to recover roughly. In this half month, you can enter the virtual world, but the water doctor said that you are not allowed to enter the battle area, and you can't command!" The candy said.

"Well, I know! By the way, can you tell me about the current situation of Aries Palace? You know, I forgot." Wang Ji asked that he needed to know his current situation.

Mudose nodded and simply sat down.

"Actually, I don't know much, but the battle on the front line has eased a lot recently. The latest battle is the 2123 strategic area you are going to. At present, the Earth Alliance has retreated and is about to lose control of the strategic area.

While talking about the battle, he peeled a fruit and handed it to Wang Ji.

"In fact, although our Mu Fengxing is also on the front line, it is generally impossible for Asian American people to hit us. Mu Fengxing is the existence of a supply area, transporting supplies and soldiers to the front line.

"Of course, the most important thing is soldiers..."

Wang Ji listened quietly and asked some key questions from time to time. Mutang could also answer them one by one. If she encountered a problem that she didn't understand, she simply closed her eyes to change the topic, which made Wang Ji extremely depressed.

It didn't take long for Wang Ji to understand the general situation. Although there are still a lot of people who don't understand, he doesn't care. As long as he knows the general situation, he can slowly think about what to do next.

"The most important thing is to get my first casserole, and then refine the pharmaceutical agent to accelerate my recovery."

Wang Ji thought that although he did not need to recover so urgently, the feeling of such injury was not good.

At present, he has only initially begun to learn the Pharmacy in the world, but Wang Ji knows the speed of learning, coupled with the continuous supply of herbs, he learns extremely fast, and he doesn't have to care about consumption at all.

What Wang Ji has to do is to constantly refine drugs and strengthen his theory with practice.

The Pharmacy is not as long as the herbal medicine. Most of them are prescriptions and refining methods. With Bian Que raising points aside and Wang Ji's own practice, the speed of refining pharmaceutical agents has increased rapidly.

In two days, Wang Ji couldn't stand such a boring life, and in the hospital, he couldn't even enter the world. Every room in the hospital was monitored.

As long as he enters the world, people will disappear strangely, and he can't explain it at all.

Therefore, he can only stay in the virtual space, drink tea and play guzheng. As for poetry, because there was no mail nagging, he didn't continue to care at all.

However, on the third day, Wang Ji suddenly thought that he had no money, where did he get the medicine?

"Oh, it's hard to beat a hero for a penny! Moreover, there is only a little left in my spiritual crystal, and it is estimated that it will be consumed by the world in a few days.

Wang Ji was worried and entered it on the search options at will.

"What is the most profitable thing to do?"

What I didn't expect was that a lot of things flew out, everything, and there were all the variety.

"Arms." This is an absolute profiteering! Unfortunately, Wang Ji didn't.

"Selling medicine", we can't move, we can't do it! However, when it recovers, it can be refined, and you can consider it.

Wang Ji thought for a moment and added again.

"What is the most profitable thing to do in the virtual world?"

However, to Wang Ji's surprise, such a sentence flew out.

"Virtual space can make money from everything. There is nothing you can't imagine, and there is nothing you can't do."

"That's true. There is everything in the virtual space, and as long as it costs very little, it actually depends on ideas to make money." Wang Ji thought for a moment and nodded.

Wang Ji walked to the business district and was really exquisite and had everything.

"What am I best at?" Wang Ji thought.

"Fight, forget this! A person-level little guy, that's right. Refining, the refining technique taught by the teacher must not be spread at present. Wang Ji thought again and again, but she couldn't think of anything. After looking for a few at will, I immediately found that they were all in the virtual world, so I had to give up.

Walking in the business district, Wang Ji looked at all kinds of different cultural things around him. But these things can't bring a sense of identity to Wang Ji at all. Wang Ji even feels that many cultures are too far away.

Wang Ji shook his head. Each culture has its own uniqueness, and each culture is the crystallization of the development of human wisdom.

In the past few days, Wang Ji has learned about Asian and American culture and other widely circulated civilizations. In the virtual world, as long as you want, you can almost learn some of the most basic things, but if you go a little deeper, you will always have to pay.

"It's rude." Wang Ji shook his head at the civilization of the Asian American stars, thinking that the civilization of the earth was much higher than that.

Wang Ji suddenly found that most of the civilizations in the universe were not very profound. At least what Wang Ji saw was almost all prepared for a part, that is, the strong.

The same is true of today's Earth Alliance. Ordinary mercenaries, in fact, spend most of their time fighting for mercenaries or soldiers.

Wang Ji suddenly thought of the scene of the earth. The Yanhuang civilization has almost lost most of it on the earth. Isn't the most important reason because of the depth of this kind of thought?

"Technology is progressing, human beings are getting stronger, but civilization is lagging behind." Wang Ji was silent.

Wang Ji no longer thought about making money, but casually walked to the sightseeing platform in the business district to have a look.

The business district is actually divided into many parts. There are tens of thousands of business districts in the virtual world. Those who can open stores in it are all people who have great wealth in reality.

Star Company earns countless money just on the store rent every year.

"The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for fame." Wang Ji muttered gently and couldn't help taking out the Guzheng.

A low voice suddenly sounded in the business district. Suddenly, the noisy business district, near Wang Ji, suddenly became quiet.

Wang Ji didn't realize that a song "High Mountain and Flowing Water" crossed his fingers.

Gradually, everyone who heard the song stopped and stopped to watch Wang Ji on the sightseeing platform, quietly listening to the song.

The notes are like a wonderful mountain spring, ringing in everyone's ears, but they echo in their hearts. At this time, both the strong and ordinary people are the same.

Music has no borders, and there is no difference in status.

Wang Ji was immersed in his own world and his own feelings. Fame and fortune are not very important to him, whether in his previous life or this life.

What he yearns for is not to be a murderer and a hero.

Maybe he is eager to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, but that's just because the word "Yanhuang" is engraved on his soul.

Everyone's heart has a part of the desire for nature. However, the hustle and bustle of the world gradually buried this desire. The sound of Wang Ji's Guzheng, like the most beautiful memory, deeply touched everyone present. When will the mountains and rivers be forgotten? Who will accompany them?

I don't know when the sound of Wang Ji's zizheng became louder and louder, and people farther and farther could hear it. In the end, almost the whole business district saw a strange phenomenon.

Around the sightseeing platform, everyone's expression is solemn, some people are smiling, some people are in tears, some people are silent, and some people look up at the sky...

By the time they woke up, the people on the high platform were gone.

One person sighed, "This song should only be in the sky. How many times can I hear it in the world!"

Everyone nodded and agreed, although no one knew that his words did not come from him...