Chapter 1
September, the weather is still hot, but it is slightly cooler than in summer.
In a shabby room in a city village in the magic capital.
One silhouette flashed past.
Fang Cheng brow beaded with sweat at the moment, his face is a little flushed, and the shirt he has not changed for three days is already soaked with sweat.
Back!
Fang Cheng squeezed his fists vigorously, excited, frightened, and looking forward to it.
A stepped, rushed to the table, looking at the mess of books, paper, and even a few pairs of smelly socks on the seat.
Slightly frowned head, took out a few pieces of white paper from it, picked up a pen, and then violently waved his hand to sweep all the garbage on the table to the ground.
At this time, the room is more messy, but Fang Cheng completely ignores it. He is thinking back to the details of his magical experience.
Time to travel: three days.
Fang Cheng wrote on the white paper.
Place of crossing: Morton City.
This is the name of that place, a place that should be at the level of medieval civilization. This is what Fang Cheng judged through various observations within three days.
The reason for the traversal, Fang Cheng's hand trembles when he writes this, and then he writes it firmly, which seems to be an intelligent learning machine in his mind.
As soon as Fang Cheng's consciousness sank, a picture appeared in his mind.
Intelligent learning machine
Host: Fang Cheng
Function: data entry, calculation deduction, virtual learning.
Database: Northern Continent lingua franca (An accident occurred during the binding process of the intelligent learning machine and the host soul, the database was damaged, and all data was lost.)
Energy: 0%
The reason for the self-traveling should be caused by this smart learning machine, the energy option at the bottom.
Looking at the current 0% energy, Fang Cheng fell into deep thought. Before he came back, he clearly remembered that the energy should be 100%.
As for the energy recovery time to 100%, it should be one day one night. As for whether it is 24 hours or 25 hours, I have no accurate statistics.
But it should be certain that you can travel through the foreign world once in a day.
......
Fang Cheng is writing on white paper, the foreign world information he has learned in three days.
"peng peng peng."
A knock on the door sounded. Fang Cheng put the white paper away and quickly pressed it under the bed.
Open the door, it's the landlord.
"Little Fang the past few days haven't come back?" The landlord said with a strong local accent. Fortunately, Fang Cheng has been in the magic city for a few months, but he can understand some local accents.
"Yes, I went back to my hometown in the past two days, and I just came back." Fang Cheng laughed.
"Oh," the landlord said, with a slightly ambiguous expression, "a pretty little girl came to look for you yesterday, and she left me a business card and asked you to call her back."
Fang Cheng was taken aback.
Pretty little girl?
"Oh." Fang Cheng let out a cry, and didn't know how to answer the call. The landlord didn't keep teasing him. After giving him his business card, he left.
......
Zhang Yun.
Fang Cheng picked up the business card and glanced at it, giving a chuckle in his heart. Oops, supervisor.
Fang Cheng took out his mobile phone. After three days of no charging, the mobile phone had already shut down automatically. Plug in the data cable, waited for five minutes, and dialed it immediately after powering on.
"Hello, Sister Zhang?" Fang Cheng was a little nervous.
"Why are you calling? You have been fired from the company." There was a nice female voice on the phone.
hearing this, Fang Cheng can only smile wryly.
"Sister Zhang, I was wrong." Fang Cheng obediently and honestly admitted his mistake. It was not that he was afraid of being fired from the company, but that Zhang Yun treated himself very well. For care.
He disappeared for three days this time without a reason, Zhang Yun was angry and it was reasonable.
"Let's talk about it, what's going on? I didn't ask for leave, didn't answer the phone, and disappeared for three days. Did you know that I almost called the police." Zhang Yun's tone eased slightly.
"I went back to my hometown, and then forgot my mobile phone in the rental house, so there is no way to ask for leave." Fang Cheng thought about the reason before dialing the phone.
Sure enough, when he heard him say this, Zhang Yun said in a tone, said ill-humoredly: "Why don't you lose people too? Why don't you ask for a leave in advance?"
Fang Cheng chuckled, then patted a few flattery and hung up the phone.
Fang Cheng sighed softly. It seems that he has to go to the company to go through the resignation procedures, and take care of something by the way.
Shaking his head, Fang Cheng took out the white paper from the bottom of the bed and continued to write the foreign world information he had learned over the past three days.
Morton City.
Belonging to Viscount Morton, it is an open commercial city with a resident population of about hundreds of thousands, along the coast. The lingua franca is the lingua franca of Northern Continent. At this point, Fang Cheng stopped writing and continued to write.
Fang Cheng wrote down the specific conditions in the city in great detail, and dare not miss a single bit.
Unconsciously, there were four sheets of A4 paper, mainly Morton City information.
"Huh."
Fang Cheng let out a sigh of relief and finally finished writing.
"Enter data."
Fang Cheng commanded the intelligent learning machine in his head.
"Data entry, click, entry is complete."
In an instant, the sound of data entry completion sounded in my mind, and there were four more sheets of A4 paper in the database.
"Organize the information and create a new document." Fang Cheng pondered for a moment, "The new document is called Alien Information, and the lingua franca of Northern Continent is also included."
The consciousness just ordered , The database of the learning machine changed instantly.
Database:
Data from other worlds.
Fang Cheng clicked on the alien material, looked at the densely packed content inside, nodded, and retreated, then took out a lighter and lit four A4 papers.
Next, it's time to deal with matters on the Earth side.
......
Modu Technology Development Zone is one of the high-tech industrial parks of Modu.
Fang Cheng's company is located in the industrial park.
Ming Fai Communication Technology.
The name of Fang Cheng Company, a small company that is not well known, is mainly engaged in the research and development and sales of monitoring equipment.
In fact, the main thing is sales. A small company with an annual turnover of less than 50 million, does not have the economic strength to engage in research and development.
Even such a small company, because it accounts for high-tech gimmicks.
How many college students who don't know the depth, want to join in. Fang Cheng was lucky enough to join this company.
The company's treatment is pretty good, and the after-tax salary during the internship period is nearly 6,000. After the internship period, the salary is more than eight thousand.
Fang Cheng would not have thought of resigning if he had not traveled through this magical experience.
"Fang Cheng, where are you brat the past few days?"
As soon as I joined the company, a high-pitched male voice rang in my ears.
Liang Yuan is one of Fang Cheng’s few friends in the company. The company they joined together, the newcomers are usually bullied by the elderly, and the relationship is naturally closer.
"Go home."
Fang Cheng said with a smile.
Liang Yuan looked at Fang Cheng up and down a few times, and said in a low voice: "You didn't ask for leave when you went home. The boss helped you with it in the past few days, but today Big Boss knows it, you ask for it. Be lucky."
After that, Patted Fang Cheng's shoulders. As an intern in the company, Liang Yuan can't help Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng was not surprised that Big Boss knew he was absent from work. After all, the company has a total of dozens of employees, and one absenteeism is quite conspicuous.
"da da da."
A burst of crisp high-heeled shoes, accompanied by the scent of jasmine, came head-on. There is no need to look up, Fang Cheng also knows who is here.
"Sister Zhang." Fang Cheng stood up and shouted.
A set of black professional attire, curvaceous that outlines Zhang Yun's figure, with long hair curled in waves, naturally draped over the shoulders, slightly pink face, serious and slightly With a touch of youthfulness.
The person here is Fang Cheng’s supervisor, Zhang Yun.
"Come to my office."
Throwing aside these words, stepped on high heels again and left. A group of male compatriots secretly drooling.
Fang Cheng came to Zhang Yun's office in Liang Yuan's self-seeking eyes.
......
As the team leader, Zhang Yun has his own office, although it is less than four or five square meters.
In the office.
Fang Cheng has been standing for nearly ten minutes. Throughout the office, only the breathing of two people and the sound of Zhang Yun flipping through the documents were left.
Fang Cheng has been in the company for more than two months, and he has never stared at Zhang Yun so carefully. Perhaps today is about to resign, perhaps because of the magical experience of crossing, he has become more courageous.
Staring at Zhang Yun with straight eyes.
Fang Cheng grinned as he watched.
"Is it funny?" Zhang Yun closed the file, lifts the head, and looked at the slightly green boy in front of him.
"No," Fang Cheng shook his hand, "I just remembered the head teacher in high school."
Looking at Zhang Yun's puzzled eyes, Fang Cheng continued to explain: "High school At that time, the students in our class often made mistakes. The teacher always called the students to the office, and then did not speak, until the students were fidgeting, then they began to teach."
After hearing this, Zhang Yun had a little face. Suddenly she was a little bit blushing, she was hitting this mind.
Zhang Yun is young, and in terms of age, I am afraid he is one or two years older than the worst boy in front of him. She also joined the work last year, and was promoted as a supervisor because of her outstanding performance.
Fang Cheng lay bare the truth with one remark now, it is inevitable that there is a smell of fly into a rage out of humiliation.
Looking at Zhang Yun really a little angry, Fang Cheng didn’t dare to continue joking, and even said: "Sister Zhang, I was wrong this time. I will accept whatever punishment you say."
p>"Please fill in the request slip first, Mr. Li didn't see you today, so he asked me." After speaking, he took out a request slip from the pile of documents, and then shua shua shua wrote a few words.
Fang Cheng took the leave slip, glanced at the date and Zhang Yun's signature.
September 17th.
It was the date three days ago. Zhang Yun was afraid that he would write the date wrong, so he wrote the date for him.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng felt moved and guilty.