Chapter 1 The Mysterious Key Soul

Lingling... The ringing of the alarm clock looks particularly harsh in the early morning. In the early morning, this alarm clock is sometimes a reminder and can be regarded as annoying dreams. Now, the alarm clock flew out of the windowsill heroically, disappeared, and the sound also quieted down

Lingling... Suddenly the alarm clock rang again

Damn, how many alarm clocks did I buy? It was so noisy, where

I saw a young man in his twenties get up from the bed and rub his eyes, but his eyes are still a little loose, giving people the feeling of being wasted, his hands-out stubborn, his flowing muscles, and his healthy wheat skin color can be regarded as a handsome guy. If I were to sort it out, I would probably be a handsome man who fascinated everyone.

This young man, named Lin Cheng, is twenty-five years old today, and can be regarded as a worker. He works for others. He is a white-collar worker in a listed company. However, he is not very popular and others are far away from him. It is not that Lin Cheng has a bad character, but that Lin Cheng does not know how to make relationships. In the company, the relationship with people is like a passerby. When he meets and greets him occasionally, Lin Cheng is responsible for only some simple jobs in the company. It is not his turn to work even if he doesn't have the diploma. It doesn't matter if he wants to have money or not. If he has money, would he have to work?

He is getting a piece of salary every month, and he can only afford to spend every month. As for savings, it goes without saying that, he can take out a hundred yuan in his pocket. He paid the rent for several months just after paying his salary yesterday. Now he is penniless. At least he thinks that the remaining money is enough for him to eat instant noodles for a month. As long as he doesn't vomit, it's enough to persist. Persistence is victory. Lin Cheng once tried to eat instant noodles for a week, but he vomited a lot. Not to mention the dirty thing, he just ate it and vomited it out again. It's shameful to waste it. Of course, Lin Cheng would not be so novice who would eat what he vomited out.

Lin Cheng's stomach is now croaking, Lin Cheng opens his eyes slightly, but he still doesn't want to get up, even if he gets up, he doesn't have enough food, just his own little money, although there is still a little money in his bank card to support him in life, so he won't become a beggar on the street, he wants money but has no money, and he lives like this every day, either hungry or has no money. Now Lin Cheng is full of life, of course, not hope, despair, and for the future, it is not light, but darkness.

Lin Cheng swayed and supported himself, put on his clothes that had not been worn yet, washed them up, shave his chin, and his temperament changed as soon as possible. Compared with the mediocre appearance just now, he is now the successful person. Although the successful person is not related to him, if you don’t say it, I don’t say it, who knows, right, Lin Cheng smiled confidently. In the mirror, Lin Cheng was so proud and confident, and he had no waste of life at all, because Lin Cheng felt that although life can be abandoned, people can’t waste it, and he is still a good person. At least he should not die like this, at least he can own a million-dollar car, and use endless money, fame and fortune, and beauty. Although all this may come true, how many percentage points may be that trace?

Lin Cheng roughly guessed that the pity was only 0.01%, which was almost negligible, and that 0.01% was still a pie falling from the sky, but that was a dream. Lin Cheng just opened the door and looked up at the sunny morning. The emotional air took a deep breath, exhaling a breath of turbid air, and was refreshed.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly drew from the sky...