Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 275 This is life
From a purely personal perspective, Lu Ke feels that he should be considered a vulgar person.

What is a layman?

He is just an ordinary person who doesn't have any elegant hobbies or interests, doesn't know how to take care of the daffodils in the vase on the table, can't tell the names of different types of clothes and pants, can't help but take a few more glances at a beautiful girl wearing black stockings passing by, and occasionally goes out with friends to talk about the international situation over barbecue skewers and cold beer, and complains about his stupid colleagues, boss and work.

Mediocre and ordinary, can be found everywhere.

Ordinary, really ordinary.

It was difficult for Lu Ke to find anything in himself that was beyond the ordinary.

He is 175cm tall, neither tall nor short, and weighs 128kg, neither fat nor thin. He looks pretty but not particularly handsome. His second-tier college degree makes him buried among the tens of millions of college graduates, and his work experience is just a piece of data in the unemployment rate. He blends into the crowd like a drop of water in the ocean, and there is nothing conspicuous about him.

Unlucky, it’s a bit unlucky indeed.

The epidemic broke out the year I graduated, and the city I lived in was one of the first seven cities to be blocked. I couldn’t even leave the house, let alone go back to school to participate in the spring recruitment.

It was not easy to find a job, but time and opportunity wait for no one, and all the positions were already filled. Lu Ke gritted his teeth and handed in his resume, which had no gold content at all. The interviewers took turns to look at him over and over again like a doll, and began to give brief and concise evaluations.

Sorry, we only want postgraduates. Sorry, you need a certificate in postpartum rehabilitation services. Sorry, we hope that fresh graduates have three years of internship experience...

He got angry for a moment and left in disgrace with his tail between his legs.

To mess with him is like kicking cotton!
The little scum who was living a life of idleness and waiting for death just happened to encounter a tornado that is rarely seen in a century as soon as he stepped out of the ivory tower. He and the other unlucky guys in the same batch were swept into the sky and then fell heavily to the ground, being beaten half to death.

If he were to ask him, he would have chosen to be a male nurse. Although male nurses are treated like animals in hospitals and do all the dirty and tiring work, at least they don't have to worry about finding a job, as all departments will be vying for them.

At this point, Lu Ke could only comfort himself that all roads lead to Rome. If the job in his major doesn't work, he can find another one. How many jobs are suitable for his major these days? Lao Ma was an English teacher at the beginning, and he was still doing well. Maybe he can change his track and "a golden unicorn is not a pond thing, it will turn into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds."

Thinking this way, Lu Ke rushed to the job market with drooling, and was greeted with a new round of apologies.

I'm sorry that your brain is not flexible enough, I'm sorry that you don't have work to do, I'm sorry that you don't have weekends off and overtime pay, I'm sorry that your moral bottom line is too high, I'm sorry that you have bad luck...

Sorry, sorry, sorry. For a while, Lu Ke's mind was filled with these three words. Hearing them made his stomach full of mental vomit, but he just couldn't vomit it out in front of the interviewer's head with a severely receding hairline.

In the following years, he worked in sales, worked in an electronics factory, and worked in a logistics company, but the bosses he met were like they didn't know how to write the words "Labor Law" and always treated their employees like beasts of burden.

During the process, he thought about buying a gaming helmet to work as a bricklayer in "Jiuzhou World". This was probably the most reliable option. Unfortunately, the expensive price of the gaming helmet meant that even working as a bricklayer these days required a starting capital.

Once, when he was working the night shift and had to endure the double debuff of working overtime for a month, and saw the message on WeChat that the spendthrift parents were shamelessly asking him for money, Lu Ke looked at himself in the mirror, his face was haggard like a dead person, and suddenly he felt a little sad and angry.

Is this what you call life? Is this how people live?
He recalled a very memorable article in his high school textbook, titled "Contract Laborers", which used plain but heart-stirring words to describe the difficult situation of the contract laborers: the horrific working hours, the inability to take leave, being doused with cold water when sick and having to continue working, and having to fight for leftovers to eat. His young heart was devastated when he read it, and he shed tears of sympathy.

But now, he has to work fourteen hours a day, working on the assembly line, eating something like pig feed, and dare not get sick or ask for leave. His life is not much better than that of "Reed Stick".

The indentured laborer turned out to be me?

Luc felt more and more sad and melancholy. He felt like Fantine in "Les Miserables" and the rag-and-bone family in his home was a combination of the Thenardiers and their daughter Cosette. They had to sell everything along the way, selling their dignity and labor, and selling their labor and health.

What can I do next? I can only shout like Fantine after selling her hair and front teeth, "Sell the whole thing!"

Lu Ke chose to quit his job, ignoring the hypocritical advice of the black-hearted team leader. He used the most vicious words he could think of to insult the black intermediary and then deleted her WeChat, determined to change to a new track.

He spent some time to restore his complexion to a relatively clean and handsome face. He used his connections to find a somewhat famous female internet celebrity and planned to make some intriguing videos with her, hoping that one day he would be noticed by an "elder sister" who appreciated his strengths and could live a life driving a Land Rover.

Everything went so smoothly. He passed the interview of MCN, worked hard to persuade the arrogant female internet celebrity, and passed by the landlord named Luo, and was ready to embrace a new life.

Then he was hit by a dump truck.

A rising live broadcast star died in the last step of the preparation stage. He was just thinking about giving up his dignity and chastity to find a sister who needed her boyfriend to help cut her 50th birthday cake, but he paid the price with his life.

It seemed as if the whole world was telling him, brother, I really can't bear to see you eating this bowl of rice, why force yourself to endure the steel wool and the flamethrower, just start a new business!
Lu Ke always felt that the world had become particularly magical since the outbreak of the epidemic. However, no matter how magical it was, as an ordinary person, he would not think about the possibility of being reborn into another world.

It’s not like I’ve read too many novels.

So when the dump truck roared towards them, what Lu Ke was thinking about was not whether he was working hard to improve the performance of the army of time travelers, but where he would be buried in the future?

Forget about the cemetery. I remember that a free cemetery was built in my hometown village two years ago. It doesn’t cost any money, just a little management fee every year.

Because it was cheap, each stele was so close together that it was almost stuck together, and the space in front was so small that even an adult could not kneel down to worship. Also because it was cheap, many villagers chose that place.

According to the good-for-nothing dad, living a miserable life when alive would be equally miserable when dead. At that time, Lu Ke had argued with him that the dead had no feelings, and what happened after death was purely for the living to see, to satisfy their vanity. But when it came to himself... he felt that a better cemetery was actually worthy of the hardships he had endured over the years, but the location of the cemetery could not be bought out, and it would seem even more miserable than the shabby little cemetery in the village if it was dug out and thrown away twenty years later.

I should go to Hegang and buy a house to use as a funeral home. The houses in that remote place are as cheap as cabbage, and they are spacious and bright. Dozens of urns can be accommodated without any crowding. After the fifty-year lease expires, it can be renewed...

As his body flew up, Lu Ke was still thinking about those messy and annoying things, as if all his troubles would go away if he thought about them more.

He felt his shoes fly out, but he didn't feel much pain when they landed on the ground. Lu Ke, who understood what this situation meant, suddenly felt that many things became unimportant.

For example, the mother who lent the family savings to loan sharks and ended up being cheated out of all the money, the father who got into a pig-killing scam to buy funds and then started selling three-no insurance, and the sister who got married and had two children but was subjected to cold violence and wanted to divorce but was worried about the children and was so weak that she could only complain to him...

For example, if you have not been able to find a proper job and all your attempts have ended in failure, you may be able to start a new life.

None of it matters anymore.

After landing, Luke coughed up a pool of blood and several sticky lumps. He thought they were probably broken internal organs. The chance of rescue was zero.

He used to complain that life was meaningless, that it was hard to find a job, friends, and confidants. Life was like a stinky bitch, pinning him to the ground and beating him up repeatedly. After being done, she was not willing to spend two dollars to insult her loyal character. Instead, her throat contracted and squeezed out a mouthful of thick phlegm, letting the heavy rain soak him to the bone.

But in the end, Luke decided he still wanted to live.

Unfortunately, physical injuries are not controlled by consciousness. The human mind and body are two related but independent systems. You can burst out with much more strength than usual in a critical moment, but you can't stop the bleeding wounds. You can persist in living tenaciously for days and nights without food or water, but you can never use your mind to make the water cup on the table move even one nanometer towards you. Once the adrenaline wore off, Lu Ke could only fall to the ground, feeling the physical heart-wrenching pain. To be honest, people who feel that they are heartbroken when they suffer a little emotional injury will feel that love is nothing after experiencing it. The heartache and despair in literary works are completely child's play compared to the physical pain.

The most annoying thing was that he couldn’t even take out his phone to clear his travel history.

Lu Ke was filled with sorrow. He hadn't even waited for the Steam Halloween sale to buy a few games he wanted to play but found too expensive, nor had he waited for Black Myth to be released and win the TGA's annual award, nor had he waited until FGO's 4090th anniversary limited edition five-star game, nor had he equipped himself with a 4 desktop computer and a 3K high-refresh monitor to play A games...

At least let him lose his virginity before he dies! Why didn't I reveal my girlfriend's secret because of my sense of responsibility when we were dating in college?

He's such an idiot. It's the 21st century, and men and women are having sex as often as in World War II, but he's still playing the game of innocence.

Is pure love something that ordinary people can afford? If you don’t have money in society, no one will pay attention to you. It’s better to have more romances while your figure is not fat, your face is not old, and your pretty female classmates don’t understand the truth that money is the winner in life!

If I have a next life, I will definitely be a scumbag!
In the very end, Lu Ke used up the last of his strength, forced a smile, and raised his middle finger to the dump truck driver who was fleeing in panic.

Run away, idiot.

The sentence for hit-and-run is even heavier!
I told you to be a stupid idiot for running a red light without looking at the road!

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"So, brother, there is no future in pure love. If you look back at our lives, you will find that pure love has long been out of fashion. Harem is the way to go."

Lu Ke from the dragon clan was giving serious advice to Chengli Lu Ke, who had just returned to the space, and he was muttering to himself.

"Everyone is cursing the harem, and everyone wants to start a harem. Once the sage time is over, won't those bitches still get the latest resources and tricks from me?"

Lu Ke of the dragon clan put his hands together, his expression not showing any shyness, but instead showing the demeanor of a compassionate savior, reciting the questions and answers between Hanshan and Shiti from the Buddhist Zen monks' collection of sayings, "Ancient Venerable Sayings".

“How should I deal with people who slander me, deceive me, insult me, laugh at me, look down on me, despise me, hate me, and cheat me?”

"Just tolerate him, let him be, let him be, avoid him, endure him, respect him, ignore him, wait a few more years, and then you will see what happens."

Out of respect for his predecessors and with an expression that said "If you don't agree with me, you deserve to be in trouble", Cheng Li Luke spoke in a weak voice.

"Well, I'm not a pure love party either. Now there are two of them."

This was only his second time coming to the shared space. He had just come in to touch Lanlong's handsome body, and was sealed in the gods' residence when he went out. After splitting his consciousness, he felt bored inside and wanted to join the space social group.

In the end, I failed the certification and couldn’t get through the layer of mist.

It was then that Luke and his companions first realized that they could not enter the space if their soul consciousness was not complete and unified, and that this space actually had an anti-theft function!

Dragon Luke shook his head disdainfully: "You are here to maintain your health! Two of you are worthy of being called a harem? You have become the king of the world and ushered in a new era. If you don't want to learn from Gilgamesh of ancient Babylonia in the Sumerian period and grant everyone the right of first night, you should at least choose three concubines and six courtyards to fill the palace!"

"Ah... I just gave myself the title of super administrator. I didn't intend to overthrow the social regime. As long as my orders can be implemented, nothing else matters."

Cheng Li Luke scratched his head and said, "Just... let it go. I'll decide when I find someone I like. I'm also thinking about developing technology so I can play Black Myth as soon as possible."

"It's not a delay. I'm also vigorously developing technology to play Black Myth!"

Dragon Luke winked and said proudly, "I have upgraded a lot of technology to the level of ten years later. Games, novels, movies, etc. have all been updated to the latest version and some have been modified."

Chengli Luke was slightly surprised: "How did you do that?!"

A full-of-energy voice interrupted.

"Of course it's because of me!"

Weird Luke interrupted the conversation between the two Lukes, with a smile on his face, no longer showing his previous dejection.

"Although the technology tree of the future world I live in is not that advanced, it is still the year 2124. Not to mention the main game of Black Myth, the Lion's Ridge DLC, Grand Theft Auto 12, Baldur's Gate 6, Diablo 9... all the so-called "in your lifetime" series are all there! As long as we copy and replicate the data and share it, it won't be a problem."

Dragon Clan member Luke clapped his hands and gave a thumbs-up: "This is called being far ahead!"

"Oh! Is the Silk Song out yet?"

"Since it's called Silk Pigeon, it must be a pigeon!"

The somewhat excited conversation between the few people disturbed the Death, Fire and Sea trio who were playing Landlord nearby. When they saw the weird Lu Ke online, they immediately started to tease him.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Mieshi?"

"Did the world end today?"

"I guess not. Otherwise, why wouldn't they announce it in a high-profile manner and engrave it on a stone tablet of a major event?"

Weird Luke: “…”

These three who formed a small group deserve to die!
This is why boys don’t like to post on WeChat Moments. If you post a sad sentence, there will be a group of “sad guys” below. If you post a melancholy sentence, there will be a group of “melancholy guys” below. If you post a nine-grid palace, people will laugh at you for being a “delicate boy”. If you post a room farewell letter, there will be people saying “v me 50”, “stop pretending, there are only beakers outside!” and so on.

"Destroy... destroy the world. What happened to Lu Ke, can that be called destroying the world..."

The strange Luke faltered and glared at the other Lukes in anger, and the shared space was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

After the rest, I feel that my mental state is a little better.

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(End of this chapter)