Qi Feng took a deep breath and stabilized his excitement because of the arrival of the golden finger.

"Now, it's time to try it!"

He glanced around, looked at the chair first, then at the table, and finally fell on the broken teapot.

'You have worked for me for so long, and now I will give you a chance to travel through time.'

The eyes were aimed at the pieces of the teapot, and the thoughts were instantly together.

Swish!

The light of inspiration flashed, and the pieces of the teapot in front of him suddenly disappeared.

A scene appeared in Qi Feng's mind:

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“totugeki!”

"Kill the Japanese!"

A dark blue military uniform and a shit-yellow military uniform launched a desperate battle with bayonets. The soldiers on both sides fought bravely and were fearless.

Immediately, a roar and scream erupted, and blood flew away!

“Onboard!”

A short, ferocious-looking man knocked down a tall soldier and was about to stab the other party to death with a gun when he suddenly felt a lighter on his hand.

Nani? The gun is gone?!

The gun in his hand turned into pieces.

"Do you go to die!"

The fallen soldier took the opportunity to kick him hard, and while he was repelling the opponent, he jumped up and stabbed the ugly little guy with the bayonet of a rifle.

"Hmph, if you offend me, Yanhuang, you will be punished even if you are far away!"

After wiping the dirty blood on his face, the tall soldier immediately went to support his comrades.

...

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The scene in Qi Feng's mind ended here, and a rifle appeared in his hand.

When Qi Feng looked down slightly at the rifle, before he could react, an introduction automatically emerged in his mind:

【Three-Eight Large Cover】

This is a brand new rifle.

In its original trajectory of fate, it should be seized, and then follow a master to fight south and north to witness the rebirth of a great kingdom. In the end, it will be contributed by the general's family to the museum, becoming a precious exhibit, telling the bloody glory of a nation standing up from a pool of blood in that war-torn era.

"The treasure-changing divine light is amazing..."

Looking at the 38th cover in his hand, Qi Feng was stunned for a while, and his eyes gradually shining.

Rubbing the guardrail on the gun, he sighed in his heart:

He is familiar with this gun!

In the film and television materials I watched in my previous life, it was called the golden supporting role, and no one dared to be the second, so the crooked guy might be able to compete with it.

After fiddling with the gun for a long time, Qi Feng frowned.

Because there is only one bullet in this gun.

"Did the Japanese will withdraw bullets before hand-to-hand combat? Is this true? So I left one for me?"

Joy fades away and returns to reason.

Guns are rampant in this city. Not to mention that the various weapons in the hands of gang members are very good, even the guns used by some residents to keep their homes are much better than this.

It has a 38-large cover with only one bullet, that's all.

"Don't panic, I have the God of Treasure Change, this is a good start."

Qi Feng clenched his fists, looked at a small stool next to his chair, and thought to himself: "Replace it for me!"

One second...

Five seconds...

Half a minute...

Nothing happened, the little stool was still in place.

Qi Feng's face obviously became unfavorable. He seemed to see a human face growing on the small stool and was mocking him.

"What's going on? Why can't it work? Didn't it be done according to some kind of ritual?"

He was anxious and immediately tried other methods.

‘Tao change the divine light, brush it for me!’

no.

‘The divine light of the treasure exchange brings me good things!’

no.

‘The heavenly spirit, the earthly spirit, the treasure-changing divine light appears quickly, and it is as urgent as the law!’

Still not possible.

‘Please do your best, baby!’

Still not possible!

...

After more than an hour of hard work, Qi Feng's mouth was dry, but it just didn't work. It seemed that everything that appeared before was an illusion.

"But this gun is real!"

Touching the 38th hood, Qi Feng looked unwilling.

He begged in his heart: 'Baby, why are you not working all of a sudden? The God of Treasure Change? Master Guang? Master Guang, please make a sound!'

After a long period of discouragement, he planned to give up.

"No! This is the only plug-in that can settle down in this world, and it is the only starting point where I can stand on the ground and I must not give up!"

Until late at night, Qi Feng was trying all kinds of things, but no matter how he tried his best, the scene of exchanging the 38th Great Bread could not appear.

Finally, after midnight, a magical scene appeared again:

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"What's going on? What's going on! Where is my attribute bar? Where has my attribute bar gone?"

A brother with a bulging muscles, big bra and round waist screamed in surprise.

"My day! My attribute bar is gone!"

"It's over, my gold finger is broken, my god! I'm just starting out, and I haven't achieved great success in practicing horizontal kung fu..."

"Attribute bar, add some... eh? This power... Fortunately, it still has a familiar taste. The attribute point is still there, and I can still become stronger! But why can't I see the attribute? Where did this broken chair come from?"

The big muscle brother Gui seemed to have noticed something and his eyebrows were tightly twisted.

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【Properties Bar】

After being baptized by mysterious power, a third-rate online game turned virtual into real. It originally had the function of killing monsters and exploding attribute points, but now only the basic function of displaying attributes is left.

When the introduction in his mind disappeared, a light curtain popped up in front of Qi Feng's eyes, and the data symbols like flowing water washed down, and after a few seconds it turned into a property bar for him to see:

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Name: [Qi Feng]

Identity: [The boss of the shabby grocery store], [the old dealer], [free writer], [martial arts apprentice], [police undercover], [the bottom-level minion of the crow gang], [blue and white gang informant], [blood-clothed killer of the house without a license], [newsletter of the newspaper and television station informant], [intelligence organization intelligence collector], [third-rate intelligence merchant]

Strength: [1.5] Agility: [1.2] Physical: [1.3] Spirit: [0.9]

Skills: [Basic Shooting], [Basic Fighting], [Introduction-level Linghe Fist], [Daxia Language],

———————

Seeing his attributes and multiple identities being fully visible on the attribute bar, Qi Feng's mouth twitched.

Except for the [free writer] who was done by himself after waking up Su Hui in the past six months, the rest were caused by not awakening the memories of the previous life, or by traveling through the original body of the previous life.

Why did you get so many identities half a year ago?

There is nothing else, just to live and to climb up to gain strength.

However, even with so many identities, there has been no achievements, let alone opportunities.

I can only live a life of barely absent-minded life.

"So it depends on the golden fingers. I understand now that the treasure-changing divine light should only be used once a day..."

There was a glimmer in Qi Feng's eyes, and the breath that had been accumulating in his heart because he was confused about the situation finally came out.

Then he studied the attribute bar for a long time, summoned the attribute bar and summoned it back. After repeatedly jumping, he found that the attribute bar was indeed a castrated version, and only the function of viewing the current personal attributes.

‘I don’t know what the basis for exchanging treasure divine light to exchange things. Is it not equivalent to exchange? What about the energy consumed? What is it? Can it only be used once a day, but not many times a day? And...’
Chapter completed!