Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong

"Do you still remember the piece of land behind our school?" Lu Benwei asked leisurely.

Chu Yan nodded and said, "I remember!"

There was a large piece of land behind Jiangsu and Zhejiang Hunter University. Every spring, the farmers would plant spring wheat.

By the time autumn arrived, the spring wheat grains had already become plump. They hung their heads and waited for the farmer to harvest.

"Let's meet there again."

"Alright!"

"Also, our levels can't be too different! Even if I leave, you can't neglect your training."

Chu Yan agreed immediately, her eyes filled with joy.

Unknowingly, the two of them had already returned to their respective dormitories.

"Good night!"

"Good night!"

After saying goodnight to each other, Lu Benwei and Chu Yan returned to the dormitory.

The next morning, the horizon was just beginning to show a hint of white. Lu Benwei packed his luggage and went to the train station in Dragon City. With the start of the class change era, the way people traveled greatly improved.

If you did not want to waste time, you could choose to take the teleportation array to your destination. However, the cost of one trip also rose. Trains were still most of the people's choice.

Although Lu Benwei was not short of money, he could afford the teleportation array.

"The eight great families have indeed made some moves. They forbid me from using the teleportation array."

Lu Benwei put away his phone and looked at the major applications.

It was not just the teleportation array controlled by the eight great families. All the internet applications under the eight great families were banned.

Lu Benwei had no choice but to take the train.

The railway system was not as developed as in other eras.

As the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, there was no direct train to Ha City, the capital of the Hei Province.

Lu Benwei rolled his eyes when he heard the news at the Longdu train station. He bought a train ticket to Jinmen City, where there was a direct train to Ha City in the Hei Province.

"Woo!"

The steam whistle sounded. The workers on the green train frantically stuffed coal into the boiler, constantly compressing the heat. The locomotive emitted thick white steam and slowly started.

Lu Benwei found a seat by the window, tilted his head, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

The sun had already risen, and the sunlight passed through the layers of windows, interweaving light and shadow in front of Lu Benwei.

The skyscrapers in the distance were shrinking, and they were far away from the hustle and bustle. They were replaced by the plains in the suburbs. There were large farms and small-scale pastures that provided fresh milk to the people of Dragon City.

"Beers, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, and eight treasure porridge."

"Come on, let's move your legs!"

The auntie pushed the train back and forth between each carriage, selling some drinks and snacks.

It was about an hour's journey from Dragon City to Tianjin.

Lu Benwei picked up his phone and reported to Chu Yan that he was safe. Then, he closed his eyes and took a nap.

…

After an hour, the green train stopped at Jinmen Station.

There were still five hours before the train to Ha City.

Since he was bored, Lu Benwei simply wandered around the train station.

Tianjin, Dragon City.

The original intention of this city was to protect the safety of Dragon City. Therefore, Tianjin advocated martial arts and had a strong Jianghu atmosphere.

Even ordinary people without combat strength could rely on the martial arts passed down from the Ancient Dragon Kingdom to strengthen their bodies and unleash the strength of a level-ten hunter.

There was also a legend like this...

Some ancient martial arts masters could shatter boulders with a single finger.

Even a hunter would not be able to break a boulder with a single finger. It was the same for ordinary people.

Lu Benwei knew a little bit of the secret, which was the position of the attack and the method of using force.

One had to use the most delicate force to strike the weakest spot. The ancient martial arts practitioners called that spot the "eye". A huge rock had its eye, and so did a human body.

The ancient martial arts master poured his power into his eyes like flowing water, turning it into a strange force that spread to every corner and even turned into powder in an instant!

Of course, this was just a whimsical idea that Lu Benwei had read in the novel. As for whether there was such a martial art, that was unknown.

After leaving the train station, the aura of Jianghu in Tianjin hit his face.

A few beggars were at the corner of the wall, knocking on the cement road with bamboo sticks while humming a song.

"There's a prostitute in Tokyo who knows how to eat and wear."

…

"There was no credit for online lending, so he would kill and I would bear the responsibility. The accumulated gold is leaning against the Big Dipper, and there is no big yellow.

"Lotus flower falls, lotus flower falls."

Lu Benwei raised his chin and felt that this scene was very similar to the Beggar's Sect gathering in novels. He picked up his phone and recorded this scene before sending it to Chu Yan.

"Look what I see here."

Chu Yan replied very quickly.

"What is he singing?"

Lu Benwei quickly typed a reply, "This is called Lotus Fall. It usually must be accompanied by an allegro. These beggars don't have an allegro, so they use bamboo sticks instead."

"Oh…"

Chu Yan replied.

Lu Benwei smiled indifferently. He could imagine Chu Yan's current appearance in his mind. She would pout and look as if she had suddenly realized something.

"Sir, you have to pay for recording us!"

An old beggar unknowingly came in front of Lu Benwei. His white hair was a little long and covered in oil. Under the broken sunglasses, there was a pair of muddy eyes.

The old beggar was holding a bowl in his hand. There were a few gold coins and a few metal bottle caps in it.

Lu Benwei noticed his hand. His hands were rough, like shriveled tree bark. His joints were thick, and his fingernails were earthen yellow. There were obvious vertical lines on them. His fingernails were short, but even so, there was some fine sand that was almost invisible embedded in the flesh.

Lu Benwei chuckled and flipped his pockets over with both hands. It was cleaner than his face!

"I'm sorry, I don't have cash."

The old beggar smacked his lips and took out a QR code.

"F*ck!"

Lu Benwei was dumbfounded. He did not expect beggars to learn to keep up with the times.

"Master, which one you prefer?"

Lu Benwei was a little embarrassed to be called master by this old beggar who could be his grandfather.

Lu Benwei transferred five yuan.

"Ding!"

The old beggar's phone rang.

Hearing this voice, the old beggar frowned. "Young people nowadays don't have any compassion. This bit of money isn't even enough for me to buy a box of cigarettes."

"What brand of cigarettes do you smoke?" Lu Benwei was a little dissatisfied.

The old beggar rolled his eyes, took out a box of hard Chinese from his tattered pocket, and showed it to Lu Benwei. Then, he scratched his butt and left.

Lu Benwei shrugged and suddenly felt a little hungry, so he planned to eat some snacks. He touched his pocket. Lu Benwei brought some cash with him in case of an emergency.

"What?" Suddenly, he was stunned. "Damn it, where's my wallet?"