1: Eat mushrooms, then travel through the swallowed starry sky

June 30, 2056, 7:00 AM, Yangzhou City, Yian District.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Xiao Yu! Xiao Yu!"

Inside a dilapidated residential building, noisy knocking sounds were mixed with shouting.

Inside the room, the thin young man unconscious on the sofa slowly woke up.

"Hiss~ Ugh!"

A violent pain impacted Qiao Yu's brain.

"Where am I?"

Qiao Yu held his head, his consciousness slowly clearing, and he looked around blankly.

An unfamiliar living room, a sofa with worn-out skin, a low table; the environment was simple and clean.

It was just that the bucket of fresh shrimp and fish noodles covered in Mycelium on the table looked a bit abrupt in this clean living room.

Qiao Yu sat up straight from the worn-out sofa, and a massive amount of information surged into his memory like a fountain.

"rr virus, human evolution, monsters, Martial Artist..."

Fragments of memory kept surging in.

"The Mycelium wasn't cooked? Did I see little people?"

Yesterday was Qiao Yu's first day on a business trip to Dian City, and that night he ordered a special Mycelium takeout at the hotel.

He was reviewing Tomato's "Swallowed Star" while eating the Mycelium.

Who knew that just as he saw the Golden-Horned Beast leading other monsters to attack Earth, the Mycelium on his chopsticks suddenly broke free, turned into an Incarnation of a monster, opened its mouth as big as a millstone, and swallowed him.

Before Qiao Yu could catch his breath, the knocking sound of bang-bang rang out again.

"Xiao Yu, wake up, stop sleeping! Don't be late for your first day of work!"

Qiao Yu had to get up quickly and open the door.

"Uncle Luo!"

Outside the door was a middle-aged man with rough, dark skin, wearing a dark blue work uniform.

Luo Hongguo, the colleague of Qiao Yu's father; the original owner always called him Uncle Luo.

"You kid finally opened the door. We agreed to go to work today, but your phone wouldn't connect, and I knocked for a long time."

Seeing that Qiao Yu was still in a daze, Luo Hongguo subconsciously felt a bit of Life Qi.

But thinking of the life-saving grace of Qiao Yu's father, he sighed in his heart and patted Qiao Yu's shoulder softly.

"Forget it, go wash up and clear your head. We start work at eight. It's your first day, arrive early and leave a good impression on the foreman and the boss."

Qiao Yu didn't say anything more, nodded, and ran into the bathroom to wash up.

After washing, he was much clearer.

The person in the mirror was somewhat familiar, just with a youthful Face, handsome but with a bit of gloom and decadence, looking like someone who was hard to get along with.

It seems he really had Transmigration.

The original owner was also called Qiao Yu, who lost his mother in childhood.

His father lost his life when he was 14 years old to push Luo Hongguo, who was standing under a falling elevator, out of the way.

Over the years, Qiao Yu lived alone on his father's compensation, and the Luo Hongguo family took good care of him, so life went on as usual.

Luo Hongguo also changed to a relatively safer renovation job.

The original owner did not blame his father for leaving him alone, nor did he hate Luo Hongguo. People always have to look forward; he just became taciturn and introverted.

Coupled with the original owner's poor talent and average studies, he had no other friends besides Luo Hongguo's sons, Luo Feng and Luo Hua.

Even though Luo Feng always led and taught him, conducting various special trainings, due to limited talent, the original owner was still barely a Junior Trainee.

Luo Feng failed the college entrance examination, but with his strength as an Advanced Trainee, at worst he could be a bodyguard, and his future would not be bad, not to mention he had already reached the level of a Martial Artist at this time.

The original owner failed the college entrance examination, and his strength was low; he couldn't even do logistics work and could only do ordinary people's work in the city.

After resting for a while after the college entrance examination, having received his graduation certificate the day before, the original owner neither got into university nor had the talent to become a Martial Artist.

Luo Hongguo suggested that the original owner work at the renovation company where he worked for a while to earn some living expenses, and then make other plans when there was a better job.

Although the human population has plummeted due to the influence of viruses and monsters, most people are crowded into major Base Cities, and the population density is high, so work is still hard to find.

"I didn't expect that I was an ordinary office worker in my previous life, and after Transmigration to Swallowed Star, I am still an ordinary person."

"When reading the novel, the perspective was always Luo Feng's. An ordinary person? Like the cheap labor in geography textbooks, it's just a noun." Qiao Yu mocked himself.

Three years later, on January 13, 2060, the Golden-Horned Beast attacked, and almost all of humanity was exterminated.

Luo Feng valued family the most. His father had saved Luo Hongguo's life. Relying on this life-saving grace, he could definitely cling to Luo Feng's thigh and save his own life.

But what about the future? He was an ordinary person in his previous life, and after finally Transmigration, he still wants to be an ordinary person?

Qiao Yu patted his cheeks. Time was tight, so he stopped thinking about it and dealt with the work first.

Immediately, Qiao Yu went out to work with Luo Hongguo.

On the first day of work, Luo Hongguo took Qiao Yu to meet people and get familiar with the work.

Luo Hongguo led him through all kinds of work matters, so he didn't make any mistakes, and it was safe until six o'clock.

The two of them returned to the low-rent housing area with dusty and tired bodies.

"Xiao Yu, come back to Uncle Luo's house for dinner tonight. I haven't seen you for so many days, and your aunt misses you too."

Back at the low-rent housing area, Luo Hongguo patted the dust on his trousers and smiled kindly at Qiao Yu.

The predecessor had always been a person with strong self-esteem. Even if Luo Hongguo was willing to let his benefactor's orphan eat, drink, and live for free at his home, he himself was unwilling.

Before he was an adult, plus the original owner would give the Luo family living expenses every month, eating and drinking at the Luo family was reasonable, just an extra pair of chopsticks.

But after the college entrance examination, due to the original owner's fragile self-esteem, even if Luo Hongguo invited him repeatedly, the original owner was unwilling to trouble the Luo Hongguo family, which is why he had been eating instant noodles for nearly half a month.

But Qiao Yu, who was already half a veteran in society in his previous life, didn't have so much so-called Face. Uncle Luo Hongguo, the protagonist Luo Feng's father, right?

Is it shameful to cling to Luo Feng's thigh? Not at all!

"Got it, Uncle Luo. I'll go after I take a shower!"

Qiao Yu also showed a smile to Luo Hongguo, took out the key to open the door, briefly said goodbye to Luo Hongguo, and closed the door.

Seeing Qiao Yu's smile, Luo Hongguo was a little dazed for a moment; he had forgotten how long it had been since he had seen the smile of this miserable child.

Luo Hongguo subconsciously wiped the tears that had not yet flowed from the corners of his eyes and went upstairs to go home.

After taking a shower, Qiao Yu lay on the worn-out sofa and let out a long breath.

Although Qiao Yu was already at the level of a Junior Trainee, carrying hundreds of pounds of renovation Materials upstairs was not strenuous, but he couldn't hold up without resting.

Seeing the bucket of moldy instant noodles on the table, Qiao Yu had another headache; he couldn't avoid it after all.

Fine, get up and clean it up.

Qiao Yu got up and picked up the noodle bucket, looking at the dark green and white moldy fluff, and leaned over to take a look with some strange interest.

"Achoo! Achoo!"

Qiao Yu suddenly felt an itch inside his nose, and a few sneezes came out in a row.

[Ding! Detected that the host has inhaled a large amount of fungal spores, the Mycelium System is activating!]

"System?"

Qiao Yu was stunned. When he was working today, he kept calling for the System, Golden Finger, Old Grandfather, but he never got a response.

He thought he was destined to be an ordinary person in this world. He coaxed himself for a full five seconds before he struggled to accept the idea that he would have to be a hanger-on around Luo Feng with a thick Face in the future.

As a result, the policy had not been implemented yet, and the System arrived!

However, the thighs that should be hugged still need to be hugged. This world is too vast, and the Martial Artist that ordinary people can't reach is only qualified to be cannon fodder on Earth.

Not to mention that after stepping out of Earth, he will encounter various huge Universe Empires like nesting dolls and billions of ethnic groups.