Chapter 8, Xiao Li's Strange Reaction

Finally, you have appeared. If you hadn't shown up, I really wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer

A gust of cold wind blew in, causing him to shiver involuntarily. He hurriedly opened his suitcase and began putting on clothes.

However, no matter how much he is moved, what interests him the most right now is still his ability to monetize.

After packing all the essentials into the suitcase, Feng Jun picked up his phone to operate it when the doorbell rang, and Qin Tao walked in through the door

He spent more than two hours walking around the village, but did not discover any living creatures

Not to mention, he also has to consider the feelings of others—just going to the restroom, and he actually brought a stone out from the bathroom

He lifted his leg and kicked over the stone pillar, "This is really infuriating... Huh?"

Do you think you are the mother of Sun Wukong? We don't play around like that

Feng Jun was taken aback for a moment and replied, "Well, how about... forget it?"

"Is it about time travel?" Feng Jun pondered, stroking his chin and furrowing his brow.

Is he so desperate that he would eat anything?

Feng Jun raised his right hand to touch his left wrist, and sure enough, the spot where the mark was located was indeed a bit warm

Qin Tao spoke without raising his head, "Are you leaving?"

Not to mention, with so many skeletons of the dead around him, if he could still fall asleep in such a situation, how great must his heart be

Therefore, it is necessary to establish a quantitative indicator for the energy required to bring in supplies

The sun has risen, and the temperature quickly followed suit. Feng Jun moved his body a bit and began the final exploration in the village.

"Forget it?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Li could not help but raise her eyebrows in anger and exclaimed, "I have deleted my online banking and Alipay, and transferred all my WeChat balance to others. Now you tell me... forget it?"

When the left hand touched the stone pedestal, the heat of the imprint increased

"Bathroom?" Xiao Li was momentarily taken aback, then quickly raised his hand and snatched the phone with remarkable speed

Damn it! Feng Jun, feeling distressed, slapped his forehead and said, "You don't think that I want to... well, you know, in front of your photo, do you?"

However, now he is actually able to undergo secondary development, which undoubtedly makes him quite intrigued

Feng Jun waited for a moment and discovered that this fellow was actually sitting at the head of the bed, playing a game on his phone. He could only express his frustration with a slight pout and dragged his suitcase out.

Feng Jun glanced at him and noticed that this fellow was entirely focused on his phone, so he casually replied, "Just going out for a stroll"

At that time, along with the infrared telescope, I also bought a dog-leg knife. However, when I graduated, he sold the knife to a junior—carrying such an item while traveling around can easily bring trouble to oneself

It seems that some supplies have been brought in this time, and the energy consumption is somewhat high

Then, he discovered a broken stone tablet, on which there were shallow inscriptions, somewhat resembling traditional Chinese characters, yet not entirely so

After searching high and low, he found nothing of significance. There were indeed some fragments of pottery and coarse porcelain bowls, but these items... are unlikely to fetch much money.

However, he did not leave empty-handed; on a crumbling wall, he discovered two paintings: a portrait of a person and an image of an animal resembling a rabbit

This stone pillar has a problem

But why ...? ... I feel that this imprint is a bit warm

"Hmm," Xiao Li nodded. She was the kind of person who did not like to think much and easily believed these words. Then she remembered something, "I am not using my phone right now, is lending it to you for half an hour enough?"

The stone pedestal is not large, measuring approximately 1 foot on each side and standing 1.5 feet tall, with about half a foot already embedded in the ground

As he dragged his suitcase through the entrance of the Hongjie Club, the receptionist, Xiao Li, happened to be yawning at the door. Upon seeing him enter, she was taken aback and asked, "Where are you... going?"

He believes that such heavy cargo cannot be brought into the real world. Regardless of whether he can carry it or not, he simply does not have the energy to take it out.

He has consumed all the chocolate he carried, but he hardly drank any water. Out of the 1.25 liters of mineral water, he did not finish a single bottle. There is no way around it; the water is simply too cold. It chills his teeth when he drinks it, and swallowing it causes his body to shiver.

Feng Jun's lies come easily, "The suitcase is a bit dirty, bring it over so I can wipe it."

"Alright," Feng felt a chill run down his spine and could only nod in frustration, "I thought it would be inconvenient for you. I will use it now; ten minutes will be enough."

As expected, the imprint at this moment has already become very faint, seemingly fainter than after the first grasp of the grass. This means that if he does not recharge, he will not be able to enter the space again next time—whether here or in the QQ Farm space.

What about Liu Rushi, Dong Xiaowan, Chen Yuanyuan, Bian Yujing ... . ... They must all be included, it is essential.

She swiped away the screen saver and quickly tapped open the photo album, her fair fingers dancing across the screen with a dazzling agility

"Ten minutes?" Xiao Li looked at him suspiciously and handed over the phone, "Where do you plan to use this...?"

What impressed him the most was an infrared telescope, which he had purchased during his university years. During his time as a student, in addition to studying and exercising, he was also a somewhat amateur outdoor enthusiast. Although he had not traveled far, he had acquired some related equipment.

In the next moment, Feng Jun shook his head; he could not afford to consider this for the time being. What he needed to do now was to patiently inquire about his surroundings and not waste the effort it took to get in this time.

In the next moment, he faintly sensed that something was amiss. He raised his left hand to take a look at the mark on his wrist, which had faded to the point of being almost indistinguishable.

Without a moment's hesitation, she tapped the screen continuously for seventy or eighty times, then pressed the delete key before handing the phone back to me, speaking with a half-smile, "Is it so difficult to find a proper girlfriend? Why resort to such underhanded methods!"

Feng Jun dragged his suitcase downstairs, passed by a convenience store, paused to think, and then walked in to buy two bottles of 1.25 liters of mineral water, as well as a few boxes of chocolate

Qin Tao fell silent; for someone with his reclusive nature, being able to ask even that one question just now was already unprecedented.

However, through the figures depicted in the painting, he is still able to ascertain that the clothing and attire of the people here are approximately at the level of the Ming Dynasty. The upper and lower garments are already separated, consisting of two distinct pieces, and the lapels are also right-over-left.

I just don't know which dynasty this is. If it is the late Ming Dynasty, that would be even better.

Thus, he returned to the dormitory, took out two autumn shirts, then pulled out a thick jacket and thick long pants, and finally retrieved a rechargeable small flashlight, all of which he stuffed into the suitcase

"I will not give you this opportunity," Xiao Li replied proudly, "the rest are just photos of food and scenery."

He waited until the sun had set before attempting to enter the village, and then spent another four to five hours walking through the entire village

He quickly identified the source of the heat—coming from the stone pedestal beneath him

If it looks too unattractive, the front desk would not be able to use it, would they

Originally, he also brought a thin towel blanket, intending to stay overnight here in case of any unforeseen circumstances. However, it now appears that the wilderness is much colder than he had imagined, and the towel blanket is hardly sufficient to withstand this chill

The level of drawing is not high, using charcoal sticks, and in the eyes of Feng Jun, who has studied sketching, it is not much more sophisticated than a child's doodle

I truly miss those school days, when I could freely pursue my dreams and express my youth without restraint

He draped the suitcase handle over his right elbow, used his left hand to swipe the screen of the old mobile phone, and tapped on the blank area, saying, "Let's go ~"

Choosing a sheltered spot, he began to change his clothes, putting on autumn shirt and trousers, along with a thick jacket and long pants outside

Feng Jun answered without a second thought, "The restroom."

To speak honestly, Xiao Li's figure is quite good; however, she belongs to the "Beethoven" type. As for her face... well, it's not that unattractive. To put it simply, there are no ugly women in youth, and she can barely score a seventy out of one hundred.

In the next moment, he once again arrived at that stretch of Gobi desert, and sure enough, his suitcase was hanging from his elbow, having been brought along as well

Next time you come in, you must be well-prepared with a large amount of supplies

Feng Jun sincerely hoped that he could grow a little taller. Previously, he thought that it would be impossible to achieve this goal in his lifetime. The best option he considered was to buy a pair of height-increasing shoes like Xiao Ming.

Feng Jun entered the partition with a suitcase, opened Xiao Li's camera on the machine, and propped her phone on the tank lid—her phone surprisingly had a small stand, making it very convenient to adjust the angle

Feng Jun spent nearly half an hour digging out the stone pillar. He reached out to embrace it, but could not move it; it weighed at least three to four hundred pounds

Feng Jun looked at her in speechless disbelief, and after a long pause, finally said, "You... really are overthinking it."

Alright, my friend is overthinking it a bit. Feng Jun began to look around, planning to return next time, though he was unsure when that would be. Therefore, it was necessary for him to observe carefully once more to avoid any omissions

At this moment, the sun has not yet set; in this space, once he departs, time seems to come to a standstill

Even if I really have traveled through time, I am not afraid. Feng Jun sat on a stone stool, pondering. After all, I can go back; this is a two-way door.

He even discovered a skull in a shallow pit, which bore traces of being gnawed.

There is no need to wear thermal underwear for the time being; putting on a thick jacket and long pants is already quite warm. Then he glanced around and took another look at the mark on his left wrist

There are truly no living beings in the village, but I did come across some scattered bones that appear to be human.

Even if Feng Jun's heart is slightly larger, it ultimately falls within the range of a normal person's.

Even if it is just a little silver... or a few copper coins, it would at least mean that my trip was not in vain

Uncertain of how long it had been, it felt as if a century had passed. Finally, the sun rose, and when Feng Jun saw a streak of red clouds appear on the horizon, he could not help but be filled with tears.

Feng Jun's courage is not insignificant; he has come this time to seek out adventures. However, even so, encountering a skull in the dead of night in a desolate wilderness is enough to leave him trembling all over, utterly disoriented for quite a while