Chapter 3 My start is too difficult

Author: It’s so hard to get an ID

Chapter 3 My start is too difficult

It's an early autumn morning.

It's not too cold at this time of year. But the sun hasn't come out in the morning, and there's a thin layer of white frost hanging on the walls and grass.

In a corner slightly sheltered from the wind, a little beggar huddled up in a ball, staring straight at the broken bowl in front of him, as if it was not a broken bowl, but a golden dragon-carved bowl used by the emperor for his royal meals.

Although it was still a bit cold at this time, there were quite a few people coming and going on the street, but they were all hard-working people, and no one had any extra sympathy for this pretty little beggar.

The little beggar didn't pay attention to the people coming and going. He just stared at the broken bowl, as if he could see it as a flower as long as he kept staring.

Not to mention, in the eyes of this little beggar, there are indeed many tricks in this broken bowl.

Finally, after changing various positions, several angles, and even slapping himself a few times, the little beggar could be sure that he was not dazzled and that this was not an illusion. There were really several big figures floating on the broken bowl in front of him.

Chinese characters: "beggar's broken bowl".

As long as the little beggar keeps his eyes on these Chinese characters, a line of slightly smaller words will appear next to them, saying: "The success rate of begging is increased by 20%."

What does it mean?

Am I a god or a monster?

Something is wrong with this world!

After finally confirming that he could indeed see the data stream, the little beggar named Huang Xiaoshi was really excited for a while.

Sir, I am going to be very successful!

Isn’t this the protagonist’s template? Isn’t this a lucky break? Isn’t this a cheat?

Huang Xiaoshi, who was full of energy, took his first step towards success in this world:

"Uncles, please do a good job and enjoy your meal~~" Huang Xiaoshi picked up the broken bowl, stopped the passers-by and started begging.

"roll."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

"Go aside."

After a series of attempts, none of them succeeded.

Huang Xiaoshi fell into thinking: Even if these villagers are extremely indifferent, the probability of giving charity is 0. He carries a begging "artifact" that can increase the success rate of begging by 20%, which is a guaranteed 20% probability. But after this period just now,

, he tried to stop at least ten pedestrians, but all he got was "get out".

its not right.

According to the probability, he should have succeeded twice, and if he recited it again, he should have succeeded in begging once. So why has it always failed until now?

As a senior platinum player, Huang Xiaoshi obviously loves to think deeply and discover hidden information.

Suddenly, Huang Xiaoshi had an idea and thought of a setting. At that moment, a drop of cold sweat slid down his cheek.

"Masaka! Does it mean that every time you beg, the success rate must be superimposed to 100% to be successful?"

The cruel facts that followed confirmed Huang Xiaoshi's guess. He had been begging for a grain of rice all morning in vain.

In fact, it becomes clear when you think about it.

If begging for food was so easy, why would the original owner of this artifact abandon this treasure and go away?

However, this little setback cannot stop Huang Xiaoshi.

Huang Xiaoshi is well aware of the three major elements of success, namely: first, persistence, second, shamelessness, and third, persistence, shamelessness.

With Huang Xiaoshi's unremitting efforts, he finally stopped a sympathetic little girl and asked for a steamed bun.

As the sun set, Huang Xiaoshi looked at the cold steamed bun and wanted to cry but had no tears.

As a second-generation rich man with a monthly pocket money of five figures, Huang Xiaoshi had never suffered such injustice.

However, a fierce force rose up in Huang Xiaoshi's heart. You can insult my personality, but you cannot insult my wisdom.

night.

Huang Xiaoshi sneaked out of a farmer's chicken coop.

"Dogs are the least trustworthy of all."

Huang Xiaoshi fed a small piece of steamed bun to the watchdog with its tail wagging, and said with contempt in his heart.

This afternoon, while holding that steamed bun and about to cry without tears, Huang Xiaoshi accidentally saw a few fat chickens walking in the farmer's yard.

Chicken is a good thing. It can provide people with rich fat and protein. The best thing is that the chicken is invisible at night, so you can catch it accurately.

After spotting the chicken, Huang Xiaoshi slowly touched it, but before he even got close to the yard, he heard a fierce barking of a dog.

"It's over, there's a dog."

Do you want to give up?

Huang Xiaoshi rolled his eyes, walked outside the yard gate, smiled kindly at the dog that was barking at him, then broke off a small piece of steamed bun and threw it at the dog.

The watchdog still barked fiercely at Huang Xiaoshi, and Huang Xiaoshi turned and left.

After Huang Xiaoshi had gone far away, the dog turned around, found the small piece of steamed bun on the ground, sniffed it with its nose, then rolled its tongue and swallowed it into its stomach.

After a while, Huang Xiaoshi turned around again, and kindly threw a small piece of steamed bun towards the barking guard dog.

When Huang Xiaoshi turned around for the fourth time, the dog saw that Huang Xiaoshi had stopped barking. Huang Xiaoshi slowly stretched out his hand, touched the dog's head, and then threw a small piece of steamed bun on the ground.

Returning to the shelter, Huang Xiaoshi slowly chewed the last half of the steamed bun. While he greedily chewed the steamed bun and refused to swallow it, he fantasized about the juicy and fat chicken and looked at the lingering food that refused to dissipate.

In the afterglow of the night, I longed for night to come soon.

At night, Huang Xiaoshi sneaked close to the house. This time he had already sneaked to the wall and didn't hear the dog barking.

Huang Xiaoshi climbed along the earth wall with his hands and feet, and finally climbed up. With the faint starlight, Huang Xiaoshi, who was climbing on the wall, saw the dog wagging its tail slightly at him.

"damn thing!"

Huang Xiaoshi cursed in a low voice, not sure whether he was scolding the dog for being treacherous or scolding the dog for eating half of his steamed buns.

After Huang Xiaoshi got the dog, he secretly walked to the chicken coop with the dog's welcome. With a cold smile in his heart, Huang Xiaoshi opened the chicken coop and put his hand in.

"Um!!"

A dull hum.

If Huang Xiaoshi hadn't reacted quickly and bit the torn sleeve of his other hand, he would have almost screamed.

Just now, Huang Xiaoshi put his hand into the chicken coop and was pecked by the chicken.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

Huang Xiaoshi's hand was pecked by the chicken and it became numb and he couldn't lift it up.

"Dead chicken!"

Huang Xiaoshi was full of hunger and malice. After his hand regained some consciousness, he couldn't wait to fish in the chicken coop, and he really caught a chicken.

Before Huang Xiaoshi could be ecstatic, another burst of heartbreaking pain hit his hand, and he couldn't help but scream.

"ah!!"

This scream was exposed.

Huang Xiaoshi's hand was in a state of spasm for some reason, and the chicken he caught broke free and escaped.

At this moment, Huang Xiaoshi heard the rustling of footsteps. He had no choice but to give up on the fat chicken he had already obtained and quickly ran back to the earth wall, rolling and crawling over it again.

With a muffled sound on the ground and an ouch, Huang Xiaoshi fled in a hurry.

After escaping to a safe place, Huang Xiaoshi had time to check his hand. He saw that the hand was covered with bloodstains and the fingers were abnormally twisted. He stared at his palm for several seconds.

Relevant information is displayed, and now there are two Debuffs, Acupuncture and Bleeding.

What the hell, is there still a peerless master squatting in the chicken coop? Or is this world actually a cultivator of immortality, and that chicken has become a spirit?

Finally, after a period of gentle massage, Huang Xiaoshi's hand finally regained consciousness and mobility. Then he pulled off the rags on his body and wrapped them around his hand several times, finally stopping the bleeding.

"Damn it, this is really stealing chicken but losing rice!"

Huang Xiaoshi yelled and cursed angrily. Suddenly, he saw a progress bar appear on the bottom line under the corner of his eye. He focused his eyes there and saw the display: "Comprehension progress of Chicken Magic Technique is 23%."

What is this stuff?

Should these words be changed to "Chicken's magical power" or "Chicken's magical power", or should they continue to be called "Chicken's magical power"?

Chinese is so broad and profound that Huang Xiaoshi didn't know how to understand the three words "Chicken Magic".

At this moment, his platinum player soul burned brightly.

No, we have to find out the truth.

…

It was another sleepless night spent in the severe cold. Huang Xiaoshi didn't sleep for two nights.
To be continued...