Overgod Ascension

On the first day of the middle school, Wu Ming did it all by himself, including signing up, collecting uniforms, books, visiting the school, introducing clubs, etc. This kind of self-reliance and self-reliance made him an idiot who still needed to be accompanied by his parents. After a lot of competition, and because of his excellent results, many clubs directly offered him an olive branch. ?

However, Wu Ming was not anxious at all and was still prepared to continue observing for a while.

Although he has set his goal to climb to the upper echelons of society, joining the army? In politics? It didn't seem to be in line with his personality. In the end, he was more optimistic about the Business Club. It trained students who were interested in finance and business. It was also somewhat involved in his business, so he could apply what he learned.

"Boss, something's not quite right. I need you to come over and take a look!"

At the school gate, Wu Ming immediately saw Neville.

He was wearing clean and tidy clothes. Thanks to the income gained from Wu Ming, Neville's family had moved out of the slum area and had struggled out from the bottom of society.

"what?"

Wu Ming's original plan was not to make Neville the garbage king. As early as the summer, he began to teach Neville some appraisal knowledge bit by bit, preparing to train him to become an appraiser.

After arriving, everything must go through him first, and then any doubts and uncertainties will be sent to Wu Ming for final inspection.

Moreover, many imitators have appeared near the garbage mountain recently. Although the secret is not exposed, Wu Ming has also become a little wary. Anyway, there are still too few real good things in the garbage mountain. He plans to let Neville show up in the next step. The banner of recycling old furniture at a high price is popular in the streets, so the probability of this is at least a little higher.

However, it still feels a little strange to see a half-year-old ghost calling him boss.

"Something's wrong?"

Wu Ming noticed that Neville's wording was not uncertain, but something was wrong. This made him a little interested: "Tell me about it!"

"It was a music box with a unique shape and not damaged at all. I was very surprised at first why the original owner would throw it away..."

Neville and Wu Ming were walking on the road and said solemnly: "Because Mary likes it very much, I let her play with it, but she has been saying that she can't sleep well these days and is having nightmares about the music in the music box. Underneath, a little red girl came to play with her..."

"I'm afraid this isn't a nightmare, is it?"

Wu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Of course this doesn't count, but what if that girl has no legs and there are tears of blood in her eyes?"

Neville was agitated, and when he came to Wu Ming, he also felt like he was in a hurry to seek medical treatment: "It's been like this for several days, but when I brought the music box from Mary, nothing unusual was found, it's just... When I shook it off..."

Neville said in a deadly tone: "It always appears at Mary's bedside the next day without any warning. This is definitely not a prank!"

If an ordinary person listened to it, they might get scared. After all, it is just like a ghost story.

But Wu Ming immediately became interested: "Take me to see it!"

‘Any strength? Is it some kind of resentful spirit? ’

Wu Ming clenched his fist.

Although he still looks like a teenage brat now, his real sexual power is no worse than that of an adult.

Especially in the sea of ​​consciousness, the accumulation of spiritual power has reached an astonishing level. This is his confidence!

Moreover, judging from Neville's description, this thing is not very harmful, just a bit scary.

…

"I'm back, where is Mary?"

Neville took out the key, opened the door, and asked immediately.

"It's Neville, and Mr. Steven. Your sister should still be in the room. She has been screaming every night for the past few days, which makes her unable to sleep. Maybe we should take her to see a doctor and prescribe some sleeping pills... "

A middle-aged woman was talking nonchalantly. She was Neville's mother, and her attitude was quite good at this time.

Perhaps it was because Neville had become the breadwinner of the family, not because of his parents.

"I'll go see him!"

Neville frowned, now looking quite mature and assuming the responsibility of a man.

"Don't... don't come to me!"

In Mary's room, Wu Ming saw the little girl hiding in the corner with dark circles and bags under her eyes, staring at a music box on the floor.

This little girl had met him before. She was very sunny and cheerful, but now she had been tortured to the point of being a little out of shape.

"well……"

Neville looked at Mary, stepped forward and put a quilt on her, and sighed: "If this music box hadn't come back strangely, I would have suspected that my sister had a mental problem, and I was going to take her to see a doctor..."

But now, it is obvious that this kind of thing cannot be solved by doctors.

So Neville immediately thought of Wu Ming, the boss. After all, the other party impressed him so deeply that he almost felt omnipotent.

"Is this the music box?"

Wu Ming picked up the small box in the center of the floor. The dark gold base looked very heavy. After opening it, there were two exquisite children's dolls, one male and one female. The male was wearing a suit and tie, and the female was in a red dress. Holding a small parasol.

After tightening the strips, the metal piece pulled the mechanism, and a burst of sweet music suddenly appeared, and the two dolls slowly rotated in circles under the music.

"No! Don't come here!"

But when Mary heard this voice, she held her head and screamed.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid!"

Neville quickly comforted him.

"Purely handmade, all parts are intact. This really shouldn't be discarded as garbage, unless there is some story on it..."

Wu Ming looked at the exquisite music box in his hand.

This kind of toy is only owned by the upper class. Even though it is not an antique, it is still very expensive to make, not to mention that it is not damaged and no one will throw it away intentionally.

"This... I'll take it back and take a look!"

However, within a short period of time, Wu Ming could not see anything and could only speak inquiringly.

"Of course...after all, this is your thing..."

Neville scratched his head: "As long as it doesn't come back, that's the best!"

…

Because he didn’t dare to take this thing home directly. After all, Wu Ming didn’t know if this music box was specifically for girls. If there were any evil spirits or something like that, he would be fine, but Mrs. Sterling and Angelina would. It may not be possible to bear it.

So, he went directly to the roadside phone booth, put a coin in, dialed it a few times, and then picked up the phone.

"Hello, please tell me something!"

A sweet female voice came from the other side.

"Please put me through to No. 7 White Oak Road, Sterling's house!"

"OK, just a second……"

Wu Ming waited for a moment, and after a busy tone from the other side, Mrs. Sterling's voice came over: "This is the Sterling family, who are you?"

"I'm Steven, I have something to do with my business, and I'm going to stay out for the night!"

He made a random excuse.

Anyway, in the past few months, after showing his mature mind and strong earning power, his family has gradually stopped treating him as a child.

"You didn't even come back for dinner? That's... great. How careful are you? Do you have enough money?"

Mrs. Sterling kept nagging for a long time before hanging up the phone.

Wu Ming rubbed his ears and came out, ready to go to the warehouse to deal with it all night.

Because he had the funds, it was now a shot in the arm. Neville even rented a warehouse to store miscellaneous things that Wu Ming might be interested in.

He was originally simple-minded, but now he felt dizzy when he saw the hill-like debris, and he had no intention of going it alone.

Even if you want to work alone, you must at least learn all Wu Ming's skills.

"Really... this Neville accepts everything, and his eyesight has really not improved at all!"

The smell of the warehouse was really not good. Wu Ming complained as soon as he entered. Soon, he looked around in the pile of debris and found a few manuscripts that seemed to be from a famous master. He carefully clipped them. Ready to take it back.

It was getting dark outside. Wu Ming found a blanket at random, sat cross-legged on it, and slowly started running the "Great Compass".

After several years of deduction and training, he has now entered a new level, which may be called the second level. His mental strength has improved greatly, and his physical fitness is also extraordinary.

"This world is quite tolerant of ordinary forces, but I don't know if the natural events I have encountered are too few. Is the inheritance cut off?"

Wu Ming guessed.

Since he came to this world, he has only encountered two things related to mortal power. One is the bank robber, Jack the Double Gun, and the other is the music box in front of him.

As his practice continued to deepen, he accumulated more and more doubts.

At this time, he did not use his mental power to detect the music box in front of him. Instead, he turned the key and made the music box make a pleasant sound.

"If you can hear me, come to me!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly and entered a deeper state of trance in the beautiful music.

…

A fog emerged.

A feeling of weightlessness came, Wu Ming lifted his whole body and suddenly woke up.

Appearing around is a small western-style building, exquisite furniture, and antiques on display, all indicating the wealth of this family.

"Have you invaded my dream?"

Wu Ming had an unknown smile on his lips and wandered around the villa swaggeringly.

"Huh? It tastes good!"

He opened the wine cabinet, took out a wine bottle at random, opened it, took a sip, and nodded: "It's a very real dream. I can restore all of these to the right level. It's quite potential..."

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

At this moment, the same melody echoed, and behind Wu Ming, a sweet voice emerged: "Are you coming to play with me?"

He turned his head and immediately came face to face with a pale face dripping with blood and tears! 8