Tao Ran quickly put away his thoughts and focused on the handsome face in the mirror again.

Mixed-race children in this world are usually very beautiful, while Li Mochen's parents are both rare handsome men and beautiful women. Therefore, the face of the original owner of the body is naturally fresh and handsome, and very elegant, and much stronger than Tao Ran's original body.

The only drawback is that this guy's face looks a little pale, as if he is inadequate in nutrition.

At this time, Tao Ran's eyes were confused. He dipped his hands in water and wrote the three words "Li Mochen" in the mirror, and then he was silent for a while.

He thought that no matter what he had before, in the Yuanqiu Realm, he could only be called Li Mochen in this world. In the future, the name Tao Ran could only be hidden in his memory.

This is not only to better integrate Li Mochen's residual soul, and to achieve the integration of this body and body as soon as possible, but also to gain a foothold in this world.

When Tao Ran entered this body, he could sense the "exclusion" and "squeezing" of this world on him. It is precisely because of this that he chose to fusion instead of a simpler "swallowing" and "refining".

But this method can only help the temporary urgent matter. Before he and Li Mochen's remnant souls were truly one and did not distinguish between each other, he was still an outsider in this world.

Then many monks in this world deserve to be wary of Tao Ran.

According to the memory of the original owner of the body, the Mahayana realm that Tao Ran reached in the realm of the original dome is only equivalent to the "legacy" of this world and the "cultivation of emptiness" of the eastern world.

It is hard to imagine that there are so many powerful people in this world who are above him!

His honorary title in the Yuanqiu Realm is "Shenxiao Wuji Zixu Immortal King", but this is just the title of the Langya Heavenly Dynasty, and it is not worthy of its name. However, in this world, there are really the king of immortals and the lord of gods.

Tao Ran guessed that outsiders like him should not be popular with monks in this world, so he still had to restrain himself in order to avoid being seen as abnormal.

If you want to keep your flaws out, you have to start with small things in your daily life and never neglect your "self-awareness".

Thinking of this, he is really worried about internal and external troubles and has difficulty in making progress.

"Li Mochen, Andre Lee Wiltonstein? Well, I wish you a fresh life."

After Li Mochen sighed in the tone of an Amerika, he began to brush his teeth and wash. After losing his body in the Mahayana realm, he no longer had the quiet glass body, and his face would be a little oily if it didn't wash it all day.

After washing himself clean, Li Mochen walked out and looked at his residence carefully.

The room is small, dark, cold and humid. The walls on all four walls are mottled and fall off due to disrepair, and the room is filled with the smell of mold.

It can be seen from this residence that the former owner of his body should be extremely difficult at present.

This is consistent with what Li Mochen remembers. Two months after the incident, the original owner was no longer able to afford the property he bought with his parents. However, in accordance with the current laws of America, when the bank took back the property, he rented the house for him as a place to settle down for a year.

However, Li Mochen should be very diligent in character. All corners of the room are spotless, and the bedding and quilt covers on the bed are clean and there is no odor.

But the refrigerator was empty, without even a little bread crumbs. The original owner had consumed all his food reserves before he was reborn from his body.

Li Mochen touched his muttering belly, and his face showed helplessness again.

Since his cultivation level reached the state of fasting, he could eat wind and dew for a long time, and not drink or eat, how long has it been since he experienced this feeling of hunger?

But there is no way, his body is only a level three magic swordsman, and it is far from the realm of fasting. Moreover, there is no such thing as fasting in this Amerika's practice system, even the Eastern civilization that is somewhat similar to the realm of the Yuanqiu is not.

People here are very good at eating, thinking that the more a person eats, the better he eats, the faster his strength will grow and his body will be stronger.

This is probably due to different environments, the resources in the realm of the original sky are lacking and the Yuan Ling is weak, so practitioners all pay attention to "combining the virtues with the heaven and earth, and combining the brightness with the sun and the moon". Not only should we use the Yuan Ling of the heaven and earth as little as possible, but we should also protect those treasures and rare beasts that cannot be picked and killed too much.

According to the saying here, we must integrate into nature and protect nature. We must pay attention to environmental protection when practicing to avoid waste.

But in the original owner's world, both material and spiritual are so rich that it is unbelievable.

At least in his opinion, all the practice systems in the original owner's memory, if placed in the realm of the original dome, will most likely be regarded as demons.

Li Mochen had no intention of being confused about this, nor did he feel that he had a stance to despise or criticize the practitioners in this world.

The environment you are in is different, and the perspectives of looking at things are naturally different. Moreover, people in this world have actually realized this problem.

In short, he is ready to follow the customs of the countryside. All kinds of rare treasures and magical medicines in this world can help him recover his strength as soon as possible.

But this is the most urgent thing, you still have to fill your stomach first.

So Li Mochen looked for his memory again and moved the corner of a desk in the corner, revealing a hidden shallow pit below. There was a pile of banknotes inside, with varying amounts.

Li Mochen counted and found that there were 560 golden shields in total, which was the entire property of the original owner. According to Ameriga's current prices, this could probably allow him to live for about a month, which is really poor.

At this moment, he heard a knock on the door of the house, and William's male voice came from outside the door: "Amo, have you slept enough? We have to go to work."

After a night, Li Mochen didn't react for a moment. It was not until twenty seconds later that he realized that the guest outside was calling him.

After he came back to his senses, he quickly took a piece of money from the stack of bills in his hand and put them in his pocket. The rest of the parts were rolled into a ball by him, ready to stuff them back under the corner of the table.

But then he frowned slightly, feeling that the way of hiding money was not appropriate.

Li Mochen first looked around carefully, then kicked his legs, and walked up the wall as light as smoke, putting the roll of banknotes above the ceiling, behind the lampshade of the fluorescent lamp.

In the original owner's memory, the public security of the Ameriga Federation was polarized.

Li Mochen used to live in a wealthy area, and due to the efforts of a large number of patrolmen, the public security was good. But the neighborhood he is in now, obviously cannot enjoy this treatment.

This is just a slum in the south of Atlanta. There are a group of poor people living there. A large number of black people without fixed jobs and illegal immigrants are flooded. Next to it is a public house built by the government and dedicated to resettlement of black people. Therefore, on both sides of the streets here, street girls and black people selling various drugs can be seen everywhere. Robbery and theft are common. A group of people on the streets may draw their guns and shoot at each other at any time. Or a group of powerful "outlaws" who use their abilities unscrupulously in the streets.

When the original owner first moved here, he suffered two losses and his belongings were looted.

Li Mochen has been practicing martial arts with his father since he was a child, and his swordsmanship has actually entered the house. However, when facing the guns behind him, he is powerless.

Only then did he learn to be smart. He would try his best to call friends every time he went out and would never carry more than ten gold shields of money. The rest of his belongings were stored at home.

But Li Mochen felt that the original owner's idea was still too simple. For those who are accustomed to stealing, the money hidden under the corner of the table is actually not safe. For the sake of all, we have to change a more appropriate way.

When Li Mochen was in the realm of Yuanqiu, he was a stingy person. Now that the tiger is in the flat sun, he tends to become more and more aggressive.

These 560 golden shields are now his wealth and the foundation of his current foundation, and they cannot be missed.

Just as Li Mochen carefully looked at the fluorescent light above to determine whether there were any traces left, the knock on the door sounded again, and the sound of "tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-
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