Chapter 1, Perseverance.
After dinner, Wang Hai was online in his small room, searching various job websites and chatting with classmates on QQ for a long time, sharing their frustrations with each other. Ultimately, by eleven o'clock at night, Wang Hai had to lie down, feeling disappointed and exhausted
As time gradually passes, Wang Hai can clearly feel his own weakness. Several times, he has wanted to remove this storage ring. However, thinking of the great cost he has already paid, he is reluctant to do so. Wang Hai struggles internally, realizing that if this continues, he will die, yet he is unwilling to accept it.
In a state of drowsiness, it was unclear how much time had passed when Wang Hai finally heard the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway. Soon after, he saw several nurses in white coats appear, holding small emergency oxygen tanks. After that, Wang Hai lost consciousness
Wang Hai clutched his hair, rolling over on the bed once again. The sweltering summer, combined with his inner restlessness, made Wang Hai feel as if a raging fire was burning in his chest and abdomen, quickly spreading throughout his body, threatening to reduce him to ashes
Ten seconds passed quickly, but the ring showed no response at all
In society, all employers are eager to hire graduates with a level of C or above, with each offering a basic salary of over 3,000, while graduates with a level of D have a basic salary of only 850, with the highest not exceeding 1,200
That night, Wang Hai had a very long dream. In the dream, he transformed into a cultivator named Wang Yan, starting as a minor loose cultivator and eventually growing into a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. However, he ultimately failed the tribulation and had to switch to becoming a loose immortal. To prepare for the once-in-a-thousand-years loose immortal tribulation, Wang Yan, like all loose immortals, embarked on a frenzied "sweeping journey." Whether it was the lowest-level Qi Refining stage cultivators or the advanced Nascent Soul stage cultivators, regardless of whether it was techniques, elixirs, formulas, formations, or methods for refining magical treasures, he would find a way to acquire anything he did not possess. To prepare for the once-in-a-thousand-years loose immortal tribulation, Wang Yan, like all loose immortals, embarked on a frenzied "sweeping journey." Whether it was the lowest-level Qi Refining stage cultivators or the advanced Nascent Soul stage cultivators, regardless of whether it was techniques, elixirs, formulas, formations, or methods for refining magical treasures, he would find a way to acquire anything he did not possess. If it could be exchanged, he would exchange it; if it could not be exchanged, he would resort to force.
On the second day, in the early morning, Wang Hai sat on the mountain top, gazing at the vast ocean three miles ahead, as the restlessness in his heart gradually subsided
This has caused great distress for Wang Hai. It is important to note that although his school is quite renowned, this reputation stems from its stringent graduation requirements, which categorize diplomas into four levels: A, B, C, and D. Last year, out of more than 6,000 graduates, fewer than 700 received diplomas at the C level or above, while the rest were awarded D level diplomas. Some humorously claim that only those who obtain a C level or higher can be considered graduates, while the others are merely regarded as having discontinued their studies. However, it is particularly noteworthy that 70% of the graduation score is derived from performance during the internship period. Some humorously claim that only those who obtain a C level or higher can be considered graduates, while the others are merely regarded as having discontinued their studies. However, it is particularly noteworthy that 70% of the graduation score is derived from performance during the internship period.
Wang Hai slept very soundly during this sleep, not waking up until 8 o'clock in the morning, by which time his parents had already gone to work. However, Wang Hai lay in bed, beginning to think hard about the dream he had last night. The dream spanned nearly two thousand years, and everything within it was vividly clear, as if he had personally experienced it; even the techniques and other details were remembered distinctly.
Unable to shake it off, I pull with my right hand, causing my left fingertips to ache, yet I still cannot take it down
However, Wang Yan did not resign to his fate; cultivation requires battling against heaven and earth. Wang Yan continued to resist the heavenly punishment with all his might, striving for that faint glimmer of hope beneath the Great Dao. A multitude of magical treasures were deployed to shield against the heavenly punishment, and ultimately, even the elixirs and other items from his storage ring were thrown out.
Unable to fall asleep, Wang Hai began to contemplate his way out. However, after racking his brain, he could not come up with a good solution, leaving him feeling dizzy and overwhelmed.
Oh? How did the headboard get broken
Reflecting on his current situation and the weary figures of his parents, Wang Hai's expression shifted dramatically. In the end, he forcefully threw the fruit knife onto the ground
Could it be that one really enters an ordinary small company and merely obtains a diploma of a low grade
He looked at the ring, then at the gap on the bedside, and then thought about the dream from the night before. Wang Hai suddenly had a terrifying conjecture: could everything in the dream be real?
In the expectant gaze of Wang Hai, the ring absorbed all the blood, and Wang Hai's heart was filled with joy at that moment, truly! It was real! It was indeed real!
He picked up his phone to check the time; it was already 3 AM. However, he could still hear his parents talking in another room. For the sake of his work, it was not just himself who was anxious; Wang Hai could clearly see that his parents had gained a few more strands of gray hair.
As he noticed his forearm starting to turn pale, Wang Hai began to panic. He gave it a vigorous shake, only to find that the ring was firmly stuck on his left index finger.
However, this broken gap at the head of the bed feels very familiar, isn't this the shape that last appeared in the spatial rift
Like many children who grew up by the sea, Wang Hai also had a wish: to one day own his own boat, to set sail and freely navigate the vast ocean. However, reality was like a steel cable on the Sutong Bridge, firmly binding Wang Hai to the land
Wang Hai suddenly sat up, saying, "No, I am not reconciled. Why can others achieve such good results while I can only manage to obtain a Grade D graduation certificate"
Observe the storage ring; the ring is made of a silvery-gray metallic material, adorned with a semi-circular green bead measuring five millimeters in diameter, resembling the finest jade. Held in hand, it feels icy cold, and after being cupped in the palm for a full minute, it still retains no warmth at all
Sigh... Thinking of this, Wang Hai let out another sigh. This money is something his family simply cannot afford. Moreover, fishing often results in losses; sometimes after being out for seven or eight days, he would find that he hadn't even earned enough to cover the fuel costs, not to mention the hidden costs associated with wear and tear on the vessel.
At this moment, Wang Hai's emotions were a mix of tension, excitement, hope, and trepidation
With determination, Wang Hai picked up the fruit knife beside him and plunged it sharply into the index finger of his left hand. Ignoring the excruciating pain, Wang Hai smeared his blood onto the ring, his eyes filled with hope; this was the only method he could think of at that moment.
After finishing the call, Wang Hai felt a wave of dizziness, and his vision darkened.
Lying in bed, Wang Hai turned over repeatedly, unable to fall asleep. It is now summer vacation, and in just over 20 days, he will have to return to school. After returning, he will begin a year-long internship. There are no connections at home, so he can only accept the school-arranged internship that pays 850 yuan per month
Although this storage ring in the dream is almost empty, with hardly anything left, Wang Hai is reluctant to part with it. Moreover, there is a jade slip inside that records the complete memories and insights of that loose immortal. Although his current memories are quite clear and he remembers the techniques from the dream distinctly, the amount of information is simply overwhelming. If he were to write it all down by hand, it would likely take him ten years to finish, by which time he would have forgotten most of it completely. Although his current memories are quite clear and he remembers the techniques from the dream distinctly, the amount of information is simply overwhelming. If he were to write it all down by hand, it would likely take him ten years to finish, by which time he would have forgotten most of it completely
Sighing softly, Wang Hai lay back down, gazing at the small plastic ceiling fan that continued to spin. His eyes were fixed, reflecting a sense of unwillingness, helplessness, as well as fatigue and restlessness
Wang Hai's right hand, holding the fruit knife, began to tremble. Should he give up or hold on a little longer
Wang Hai's major is reputed to be one of the most challenging fields—accounting
Act on your thoughts; after all, you have nothing else to do at the moment. While you are still clear-headed, quickly record these techniques. It is important to note that this includes not only the techniques themselves but also numerous methods for refining elixirs and magical artifacts.
He succeeded. Wang Hai smiled weakly, but at this moment, he was already extremely weak. The excessive loss of blood had brought him to the brink of unconsciousness.
Helpless, the final strike was truly too powerful, even causing spatial rifts to appear. Amidst a series of crackling sounds, Wang Yan vanished from this world, and along with him, the nearly empty storage ring also disappeared.
Wang Hai's home is located in the suburbs, more specifically in a recently developed rural area, which is already far from the city center
However, as the old saying goes, "Man proposes, but Heaven disposes." In the end, due to excessive slaughter, Wang Yan's first tribulation as an immortal turned out to be divine punishment. Under the divine punishment, Wang Yan believed he could not escape. Before the punishment descended, he recorded all his insights and memories into a specially made jade tablet and threw it into his storage ring
I bet! Wang Hai gritted his teeth and shut his eyes tightly
Wang Hai turned his head to take a look and was immediately stunned
Binhai City is a major coastal city
Is it really true? Wang Hai was startled by his own thoughts. Immediately following was great joy; if it is true, then can he record all these techniques?
Since 3 AM until now, Wang Hai has not closed his eyes, and after a day of exhausting work, he finally fell into a deep sleep
Lying on the bed, Wang Hai felt his heart pounding violently, struggling to calm his emotions, trying to remain tranquil, taking deep breaths. After gathering a bit of energy, he managed to get up, leaning against the wall as he walked to the door, opened it, and then lay down on the floor. He made an effort to keep his eyes open, not daring to blink, fearing that he might lose consciousness.
The ring! It is the very ring I dreamed about last night!
Do not lose consciousness! Wang Hai understood very well that if he lost consciousness at this moment, it was highly likely that he would never wake up again
In the end, he still couldn't make up his mind, so he decided to wait a little longer, just ten more seconds. If it still didn't stop, he would throw away the ring, and if necessary, he could sacrifice the tip of his left index finger; it would grow back eventually, after all, it was just pain. However, Wang Hai was reluctant to part with this dreamlike storage ring.
Glaring fiercely at the ring stuck on his finger, Wang Hai picked up the fruit knife with his right hand again, a hesitant look flashing in his eyes
Is it really acceptable to give up like this? Wang Hai questioned himself internally, reflecting on the slightly aged appearance of his parents. Is it truly his fate to earn a salary of 2000 under www.hetushu.com, rely on his parents to buy a house, and let them live on that meager pension for the rest of their lives, leading a life of poverty?
However, Wang Hai soon began to frown, as that small amount of blood was clearly insufficient; the ring was actually absorbing the blood on its own. His left hand had completely lost its color, yet the ring still showed no signs of stopping.
As Wang Haigang was about to get up, he felt a cold object near his face, like a block of ice. It was summer; where could such a cold object come from?
Reluctantly, I managed to convey: "Room 301, 3rd Floor, Unit A, Building 2, Lush Water Community, South District, Binhai City. The patient has lost too much blood, Type A blood."
His right hand trembled as he picked up the phone, dialing the number 120, with his thumb resting on the dial key
From early morning until dusk, Wang Haicai returned home to have dinner. Looking at his parents who forced smiles in front of him, along with their slightly graying hair and the wrinkles on their faces, Wang Hai felt a sharp pain in his heart
No! My parents have raised me for over 20 years, and I am already 23 this year. After finishing university, I will be 24. It is time for me to become independent, and it is also time for my parents to start enjoying life. Even a small crow knows to repay its parents; how much more should a wise human being, especially since I am a healthy adult man. My parents have only one son, and I must consider their well-being above all else. Even a small crow knows to repay its parents; how much more should a wise human being, especially since I am a healthy adult man. My parents have only one son, and I must consider their well-being above all else.
How wonderful it would be to have a boat, as I could fish for a living. However, a fishing boat costs over 100,000, and with all the necessary procedures, it amounts to nearly 200,000. This is just for the most basic fishing boat. If we add various facilities, insurance, and hire a few assistants...
In Wang Hai's struggle, a full half hour passed before he finally sensed something unusual in his left hand. With great effort, he opened his eyes and was pleasantly surprised to find that the storage ring had transformed into a ball of light, hidden at the base of the bone joint on his left index finger. It had completely vanished, leaving no trace behind. At the same time, he faintly felt that there was a vast space on his left index finger, as if he could fully control it.