What did the crossing bring to this person who started from scratch without plug-ins?

It's knowledge, experience, the opportunity to start all over again, and new ideas, and that's pretty much it for this hundred-something.

The transcendent world he is in is too unconventional, just the things related to transcendent power are not monopolized, so he hasn't gotten used to it for a long time, and then, these guys who should be cold and dark in his concept have a lot of human touch, and they should be regarded as helping him recast the three views, probably, Albert examined the scene in front of him, nodded in his heart and said to himself, and began to think about whether to go over and help out for lunch, although it is a big pot of rice, the taste should be okay.

He saw a collapsed house on the side of the road, most of them were self-built houses made by foreign immigrants, inland design, not reinforced, no wonder the roof would collapse, he didn't know what was going on, but from here there was a circle of people there, all of whom were nearby residents, who came to help.

People relay dozens of kilograms of square masonry, heavy stones are as light as nothing to these supermen, it clearly has a heavy texture, the thick texture and the subtle sound of the air flow being thrown and stirred by the huge force proves that it is true.

Amid the sound of the trumpets, only the last large stone brick still in the making was not brought into the room, and the knocking sound of it hitting the ground exploded like thunder, the last struggle of common sense.

When he first saw this kind of scene, his mind was a little confused.

Deep into the subconscious, the estimation of the extreme power of human beings and the details of life in the previous life and the dense texture multiplied by the volume, the combination of the three effects produces a chemical reaction, which is like a 100% realistic virtual world special effects that occur in front of him, [conventional] and [extraordinary] splicing, with an indescribable weirdness that people are accustomed to but extremely contrary to, and this weirdness coexists with a sense of harmony, and even makes him feel that the speed of the brain is not enough to crash.

In the end, he got used to it, and "See You for a Long Time" and special effects movies exercised his receptivity.

Even if it's just an old monster who is too lazy to think too much, and simply wants a relatively safe and comfortable place not to be threatened, not persecuted, and far more psychologically endured than the natives.

As for really deceiving (crossing out) after this to find a home that is willing to follow him, and if he wants to do something to do it, it is also because it is [interesting], because he wants to [leave traces of his existence], not for the name of money, think about it, he has gone to a distant planet that all earthlings have never been, and there are only three fellows in the whole planet, and there may have been a GG, isn't it worth remembering?

Then it is crazy to study, obsessed with learning, getting thinner and thinner, seizing the opportunity that is not available in a lifetime of inaction, becoming a qualified wizard, and completing the knowledge in the brain.

From the beginning, I forgot even what the symbol reads, and I hardly buckle the formula of pinyin to open and pronounce, "e.. Equal to .mi multiplied sei small upward marker 2" to complete the mass-energy equation, now at least someone is willing to believe, someone supports, time will prove him right, but before that.

"Do you want me to help with the wall? I've worked on construction sites before. ”

He prefers to go farther away as an ordinary person to see what the world is like.

Albert was very serious and very sincere, and solved some problems with his strength, and the other side did not show any coldness because he was an outsider, and after he showed that he had worked on a regular construction site, he quickly "put on the battle".

Then there was the owner of the house, a farmer who seemed to be honest.

Between 1.6 and 1.7 meters tall, when he was young, he was bent over by heavy agricultural work, slightly hunched, and his white hair mixed with black hair was very clean due to the improvement of living conditions, but it was neglected and messy, like a hoe digging out of the cratered wrinkles and old age spots on the weather-beaten dark face, telling of most of his life's labor, he had wrinkled hands like dead wood, the ravines with black mud on his fingers almost wiped out his fingerprints, and he held an object like dry tobacco in one hand, smoking in small sips.

The old man, who was a small peasant from his appearance, was wearing a white waistcoat, a brown waistcoat, and thick brown linen trousers with his trouser legs, and his clothes were covered with mud spots, and the whole person smelled of earth from the inside out, as if he had just been dug out of the ground.

The habit of cultivating all the year round made the old man not throw away the washed white and patched vest, maybe, he had to wait until one day it could not be repaired, and it was rotten, and he would throw it into the stove with infinite regret to exert the residual heat.

The man sat on the mound and looked at the place, he couldn't hide his thoughts after planting the land all his life, and the expression on his face was rich.

There's heartache, part of the house is broken, that means it's going to cost money to reconfigure, there's joy, he's going to have a new house that's stronger enough to withstand storms or other extreme weather or even a magnitude seven earthquake, there's awe, everyone there, even a teenager, has the power to shoot a big fireball, and there's the tangled, poor old Pelou, who needs to reinvent his worldview.

Most of them are foreign immigrants.

Albert finished sticking another part and looked at the man, who was very sure of his judgment.

"Remington. "What's the matter?"

A co-worker who had only known him for two hours was calling him.

"Hurry up, come down and eat!" "Okay. "There really was only the last part left, the ceiling was repaired, and there was still a square wall left in it.

No one was afraid that he would cut corners, and the people standing in the room also poked their heads out of the windows to signal that everything was perfect, and the people simply finished the final maintenance, and gathered in the courtyard without walls to eat, there were not many people, about twenty, men, women, and children, and now they gathered together to work for the same thing, and it was not called labor, at most they could only find time to help.

Not far away, Cecilia, who was half gone, looked at the others, thought about it, and finally ran to help the cooker build a makeshift stove———————— always have to do something to make this meal stable.

Then, in the midst of the uproar, a fairly lively noon began.

They are about to start their own celebration, that is, the festival that must be done before the autumn harvest in August and September, worship the ancestors, worship heaven and earth, set up a case, from July of the next month, each family will pick a day that is convenient for them to worship, thank the sky and earth for the care of their farmland this year, as for the ancestors, everyone knows that the ancestors are long gone, and the same as the previous life, just looking for a mascot.

The festival has lost its sacrificial role and has become a simple reason to find a time to relax, but that's good.

Albert looked around, and the people, who were generally dressed in white, brown, dark blue, and black, each found a shady place to eat, and after eating, they went back to their respective homes to find their mothers.

He leaned back to the tree and blew the wind on him, and the density of residents was much larger than before, which meant that he was closer to the destination at this stage.

There is one more update today.