Chapter 1: Falling from the Sky
The reason for choosing such a school was not driven by any lofty life aspirations; it was simply that the academic performance of this institution was mediocre. There are many reasons for poor grades, one of the main ones being the immense pressure of life. Aunt Wu, with her limited monthly allowance, was unable to provide normal learning conditions. At the age of sixteen, Chen Xie secretly went to the construction site to carry buckets for others, earning fifty yuan a day, which he handed over entirely to Aunt Wu. For this matter, Aunt Wu could only pat his head and let out a long sigh. After spending three years in a vocational college, he could not expect to treat serious illnesses, but he could handle basic ailments like headaches and fevers. Chen Xie opened a small clinic next to the welfare home in Dushan Township, but unfortunately, it was soon shut down after he offended a relative of a deputy township head, with the reason cited as illegal medical practice.
Though he was tempted, Chen Xie still disciplined himself to abandon the plan for a "one-night adventure" at the hair salon that had briefly crossed his mind. Thirty yuan was enough for Aunt Wu to buy groceries for a day; to support Chen Xie in attending this college and opening a clinic, Aunt Wu even borrowed over ten thousand yuan that she had not yet repaid.
The sky had darkened, and the flirtatious streetlights had lit up early, illuminating the thighs beneath the short skirts and shorts on the street, stimulating Chen Xie's adrenal glands. Making full use of his height of 1.8 meters, Chen Xie subtly and discreetly admired a few deliberately exposed deep curves, intensifying his inner desire to appreciate action films.
Chen Xie has been completely petrified, like a clay sculpture or a wooden carving, staring blankly ahead, with no spark of life in his eyes
What is the last question, where will you take me? Can I go back to prepare a bit
The room and the librarian walked away, twisting their plump hips, looking up at the three-story building with a heart full of disgust. Unwilling to return to that cramped space, yet having nowhere else to go. Now, aside from wandering aimlessly on the street for free, everything else requires money. Although delivering packages is hard work, with a bit of diligence, one can earn around 6,000 each month. Every month, Chen Xie has to send 3,000 to Aunt Wu, and after paying the rent, there isn't much left.
The answer is quite clear; that white sphere descending from the sky is probably the so-called time-space shuttle in front of me, codenamed 9527. The question is, this codename sounds very familiar.
A colleague of Chen Xie had visited this salon and animatedly recounted the process of "massage" to everyone. He mentioned things like thirty for a plane, fifty for a blow, and a hundred for a shot, among others. As a listener, Chen Xie, who had always been focused on his own pursuits (not counting self-indulgence), felt his blood boil and was deeply moved by the exciting details.
Let’s have some drinks, then go back to take a shower and sleep. Don’t think too much. Engaging in certain recreational activities too frequently can be harmful to one’s health
The first question I will not repeat, I am an honest program. The second question, you are inside the shuttle. Thirdly, as a randomly selected time traveler, you have appeared here. On this planet, there are nearly seven billion intelligent carbon-based life forms, and you are the only fortunate one
This is the one, the latest style launched by Chanel this summer
A bowl of fried rice, a chicken leg, two pieces of marinated tofu, and a tea egg; this is one of the rare luxuries since Chen Xiegan's delivery.
It is not about where I want to take you, but rather that I can assist you in traveling back and forth through two different time and space with the *picture* book. I cannot disclose the specific reasons, but suffice it to say that you only need to know that this event will occur. Within three days, the start of the time travel will be determined by you, not by me, and the destination will likely be the late Ming Dynasty
The 210-milliliter bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou is quite impressive, especially when paired with chicken legs and marinated tofu. The bottle was quickly emptied. Chen Xie, still wanting more, glanced at the bottle and resisted the urge to order another one, swiftly finishing his fried rice.
Alright, it seems that my entrance is still quite impressive! It completely aligns with the aesthetic standards of this time and space. Next is the time for self-introduction: Time-Space Shuttle, No. 9527, at your service
After a busy day, a group of couriers walked out of the residential area where their company is located. They declined their colleagues' invitation to go to a roadside eatery for drinks. Riding his electric bike, Chen Xie headed towards a chaotic construction area in the urban-rural fringe. He rented a small room here for a monthly rent of 800. Every morning, he departs from here to reach the company's location in the more suburban area, which takes over an hour.
With a snap of her fingers, the naked woman before me continued to talk to herself: "I still need a piece of clothing." After saying this, she began to transform into various styles of women's clothing, finally settling on a low-cut short dress.
Silence ... ... Silence. ... ... ... Silence ...
Chen Xie returned to consciousness. The mouth of the woman before him did not move, yet a voice emerged. At that moment, Chen Xie suddenly recalled that the combination of this woman's face and figure was precisely the combination of the two goddesses on his computer desktop. The figure of Anne Hathaway combined with the face of a certain actress with the surname Li.
It is a strange phenomenon, for when I speak, your impulse decreases rapidly. Could it be that there is something wrong with my voice? Unfortunately, while I can change my appearance, I cannot alter my voice, as it is set from the beginning. I need time to seek and discover a voice that brings you pleasure
Chen Xie looked around with a bewildered expression. The cramped little room was gone, the bed piled high with clothes had disappeared, and the second-hand computer was nowhere to be found. All around were walls, the space not particularly large, perhaps about 34 square meters. The sound came from a high point in front of him. Without needing to look up, Chen Xie saw a gigantic screen, or rather, the wall in front of him was entirely a screen
As a delivery person beloved by the vast number of "shopaholics," Chen Xie’s life experience is not particularly complex. Abandoned by irresponsible parents at the entrance of a welfare institution in the mountainous countryside when he was six months old, he grew up under the loving care of Director Wu. Despite facing various hardships during this time, Chen Xie successfully grew into adulthood and was admitted to a mediocre vocational college to study medicine
Smart carbohydrates? Is this speaking to me
After a wave of distortion, a head emerged from the screen. It glanced at Chen Xie and, in a mechanical voice, stated: "Female, body should be in an S shape, measurements should be..." Chen Xie's mind completely froze, as a voluptuous naked figure of the opposite sex crawled out from the screen while the mechanical voice continued to mutter.
Forcing his eyes away from the white thighs, Chen Xie pondered while waiting for his meal, contemplating which action movie and book to enjoy on his second-hand computer that evening. Should it be Teacher Cang, Teacher Boto, or Teacher Okita? He ultimately concluded that the films were somewhat outdated; in this era of emerging newcomers, the ones he downloaded over a year ago were seriously lagging behind the times
I am very sorry, but I did not find any foreign voices in your native language on your computer. The mechanical voice sounded again, still without moving its mouth. Chen Xie was someone who easily accepted reality, so he calmly raised his hand: "Alright, it's my turn to speak. First, are you sure you are a time machine? Second, where am I right now? Finally, why am I here?"
Cold water proved to be very effective, successfully calming Chen Xie down. He put on his shorts and, bare-chested, gazed out at the world illuminated by lights. Repeating Aunt Wu's teaching: "As long as you work hard, there will definitely be rewards," Chen Xie completed his self-deceptive psychological therapy while also noticing a light sphere flying towards the window at high speed. Chen Xie only realized that everything before him was white; after a brief moment of blindness, a mechanical voice echoed in his ears: "Congratulations, intelligent carbohydrate!" Repeating Aunt Wu's teaching: "As long as you work hard, there will definitely be rewards," Chen Xie completed his self-deceptive psychological therapy while also noticing a light sphere flying towards the window at high speed. Chen Xie only realized that everything before him was white; after a brief moment of blindness, a mechanical voice echoed in his ears: "Congratulations, intelligent carbohydrate!"
On a hot day, the shop owner set up tables and chairs at the entrance. Chen Xie, who had ordered something, sat outside. Next to the snack stand was a hair salon, where two women, both seemingly in their thirties, sat on plastic chairs with an unknown amount of thick makeup on their faces. Their short skirts revealed their fair thighs, and their feet swayed back and forth as they eyed every passing male. Whenever someone paused even slightly, they would eagerly rush over, inviting them in for a "massage".
Your adrenal hormones are being secreted rapidly. According to the explanation of intelligent carbohydrates, you are in a state of arousal, eagerly seeking a mate. The mechanical voice sounded again, and Chen Xie’s impulses were forcefully suppressed.
Today, after receiving his salary, Chen Xie decided to treat himself well and enjoy a delicious meal at a nearby Sha County snack restaurant
In Chen Xie's eyes, he saw a woman with an Eastern appearance, yet her stature was no less tall than that of a Caucasian woman. This combination not only did not evoke a sense of dissonance, but rather created a very harmonious aesthetic.
Chen Xie smiled, indicating his understanding, yet in his heart, he felt quite the opposite. Who among those living in this area is not struggling? Who the hell would live in such a place if they had money? A room of about ten square meters can be divided into two, and the entire second floor is only about forty square meters. After deducting the ten square meters taken up by the bathroom and kitchen, the average remaining space for each room is just a little over five square meters.
Chen Xie can only close the door and cease operations, as he indeed does not possess a medical license. However, the authorities turn a blind eye; similar unlicensed clinics are not uncommon in rural areas. Although life is tough, it must go on. There are still dozens of children of various ages in the welfare home, and Chen Xie cannot just stand by and watch Aunt Wu toil alone for living expenses
When parking, the short-statured landlord, Aunt Liu, who had a double chin, appeared with a serious expression. Chen Xie took out the prepared envelope and handed it to her. Her serious face instantly transformed into a smile as she skillfully extracted the money from the envelope. Wetting her fingertip with saliva, she quickly counted it once, then wetting her fingertip again, counted it a second time. Only after confirming that everything was correct did she smile and say: "Xiao Chen, you are doing well. Don't blame me for my stern expression; collecting rent these days is like squeezing toothpaste. Some tenants just won't budge, and they will drag things out with you."