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Chapter 799 Welcome to the New World

The morning light shines into the room, slowly waking up the person sleeping soundly in bed.

But at the moment when the body's breathing changed slightly, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became weird.

No, it can't be called weird. This spacious room illuminated by the morning light has nothing to do with the word weird. It's just...

Time seems to have stopped!

"Shh!"

This silence lasted for two seconds. With a flash of light and shadow, the man on the bed turned over, and then...

"???"

The eyes covered with an inky film opened at some point, but the sharp look in them was a bit dazed. While maintaining a vigilant posture, the man slowly changed his awkward posture on the edge of the bed and slowly observed the situation around him.

"The concentration of G·I particles is extremely low, so only the minimum structure can be carried out. However, the G·I particles produced will not be sucked away... Is it the area with thin G·I particles outside the hive? So, that pill is actually to make me fake my death?"

The man who was once known as Qingyun Baihong sorted out his thoughts, which seemed to be brisk for some reason, and began to examine the room.

Although he didn't know much about the Bear Ridge Mountains, he understood that it was a primeval forest with few human habitation except for the Beehive Prison, and it had nothing in common with the modern room he was in.

As he opened the computer with a seemingly correct structure, and opened the folders one by one, although he didn't understand them very well, he could barely guess based on the characters that were similar to the ancient Qingyun characters. He realized a serious problem -

"This place doesn't seem to be Qingyun? No, I should say, this is not even my original world!"

Looking at the "fighting" figures on the screen with a blank expression and listening to the completely incomprehensible language, Feng Xue covered her face and closed the interface.

Fortunately, the previous owner of this house did not seem to be a person whose computer was filled with only “villains fighting”. After finally finding a video speaking a language similar to the Qingyun dialect, Feng Xue gradually began to understand the situation.

"Although the characters are somewhat different, the language is very close to Qingyun language, so the learning cost should not be too high. In addition, this seems to be a normal residential area. In other words, G·I particles do not exist in this world? But I seem to be able to produce the appearance of G·I particles through my imagination, so, this is the 'welfare of time travel'?"

Although in the minds of most Qingyun people, Feng Xue is an image of a tough soldier and a classical knight, but he was also young once. Before joining the army, he was also an ordinary person. As an orphan who needed to work and study, novels, such a cheap form of entertainment, were one of the few pastimes he could afford.

Therefore, he is actually not unfamiliar with the concept of time travel.

however……

“So it’s really poison…”

Letting out a sigh that contained a variety of emotions, Feng Xue shook his head again:
"Look at it more positively. After all, you are a soldier who travels through time and space. You had such a hard life in your previous life, why don't you enjoy yourself in this one?"

The corners of his mouth curled up again. Feng Xue roughly checked the room and found that there was still a lot of food in the refrigerator. Then he began to learn the language of this world with the help of the movies with subtitles on the computer. Judging from the photos on the table, he was most likely to have traveled to a person who looked like him. Of course, it was not ruled out that there was a substitution, but this would not change the essence.

Although he might have had a job in his previous life, Feng Xue's current situation obviously made it impossible for him to actually attend a class he didn't even know what it was about. Rather than doing this stupid and dangerous thing, he would rather master the basic writing of this world first.

As for work…

Are you kidding? He is a "superpower soldier king"! At worst, he can just rob the gangsters!
"Well, although this world seems to be quite peaceful, there should be some gangsters, right?"

Clearing this bit of uneasiness from his mind, Feng Xue focused his attention on the movie.

The non-"villain fight" videos that could be left in the computer by the predecessor would at least not be bad movies. In addition, the spoken language was similar, so it only took Feng Xue three days to master the common words of this language close to Qingyun language. Through movie content and surfing the Internet, he successfully unlocked the predecessor's mobile phone and acquired many legendary skills such as online banking and online payment.

However, one thing also surprised him, because his predecessor, who had a deposit of 100 million, which was not a lot but definitely not a small amount, seemed to have no social life at all. He had been missing for three days and no one even called to inquire about him. However, from the various information in the computer and the writer's assistant fixed to the start menu on the desktop, he guessed that he was probably a novelist.

"Some people must be anxious after three days of hiatus, but I haven't even finished reading the setting for this book, and it's impossible for me to continue writing right away... Ugh! I'm a time-traveling soldier writing a novel? I won't write it anymore! I have a million dollars in my hand, so I'll get familiar with this world first, and then think about what to do next! Zhuo, I want to live my own life in this life!"

Feng Xue turned off the computer as if to vent his anger, picked up a coat that suited his taste and put it on, took his cell phone and keys, and planned to go downstairs for a walk. Before that, he wrote down his house number and used his cell phone to locate his "home", and then he walked out of the house for the first time since he traveled through time.

"Ah, the long-lost atmosphere of peace, how wonderful!"

Feng Xue took a deep breath of the not-so-fresh air in the city, walked on the street, and looked at the pedestrians on the roadside. A strong sense of satisfaction rose in his heart, but immediately followed by an irrepressible sense of loss.

"Oh, if only the guys could come over too!"

Shaking his head, suppressing the thoughts in his mind, he tried to enjoy this new life.

From the Internet, he also knew that most countries in the world were still not stable and local wars occurred from time to time, but fortunately, world-class wars were very far away, and this country only had some minor border frictions.

“The technological level is similar to Qingyun, but without the architecture, it still feels inconvenient.”

Although architects can produce G·I particles, Feng Xue is only a mid-level Shadow Chaser in terms of architecture, and he is also an illiterate war architect. Those G·I particles can only strengthen the body and improve perception, but if he wants to make a gun, it will take a long time.

"Forget it. In this kind of world, I can survive well with my skills alone. But if I can't just pull out all kinds of props, I still have to prepare some basic tools!"

Feng Xue muttered to himself, and suddenly his eyes focused, because he noticed a very conspicuous target.

"Keep looking at the watch, sunglasses and turtleneck cover his face, wear a hat, and a suitcase at his feet... Shit, is this a terrorist attack?"

(End of this chapter)