Chapter 1 Who said knowledge is not power
Chapter 1 Who said that knowledge is not power
"The system is on!"
"Grandpa save me!"
"Help—"
One man and one wolf, in the evening sunset, you chase me, startling countless birds.
"System system, hurry up and turn it on!"
"Grandpa, come out!"
"Help—"
……
There is still no system frame, the legendary old man still does not appear, the footsteps of people are getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of breathing is like a bellows.
"God, I'm your ancestor!"
Five minutes later, the cries for help turned to swearing.
Zhang Qian was sure that he had really crossed over.
Not because of the increasingly rugged mountain roads beneath your feet, or because of the vegetation around you that is much denser than near the 21st century Chang'an University City.
It's because, just now, after running more than 1,500 meters, he didn't find a single brick along the way, a piece of rotten tiles, and a single figure!
This is by no means the Chang'an University City of the 21st century, nor can it be the human society of the 21st century.
Although the location of Chang'an University Town in the 21st century is a little remote, in the evening, the seniors and juniors who are dating and walking on the way to the date are like carp crossing the river.
In the 21st century, although human hygiene habits have greatly improved, the broken bricks and tiles in the grass are still within reach.
And now, he couldn't find any kind of rescue of his kind, nor could he find any bricks and tiles to defend himself.
He didn't even find a plastic bag or a scrap of waste paper along the way, let alone Durex and James Bond, who used to walk in the grass for fear of avoiding.
And he grew up in an orphanage and went to college with the help of a well-wisher, Zhou Ji, and he hasn't used the last two things until now.
In order to make himself live a personal life, he has put all his attention on studying since the day he became sensible. When I grew up, I studied and tutored at the same time, and I didn't have the time or money to do anything "deviant".
The biggest mistake he has ever done in his life is looking at his phone while walking. As a result, ten minutes ago, when he looked up from his phone, he was in this completely unfamiliar place.
"God, my father—" cried out in grief and indignation, continuing to echo through the wilderness. This was followed by a heavier wheezing sound.
Because he is an orphan, Zhang Qian has not dared to get sick since he was a child, so he has been working hard to exercise. After being admitted to university and getting his first part-time job as a tutor, he paid more attention to balanced nutrition and physical health. So, although he looks tall and strong, he doesn't have much fat on his body.
For an orphan, his tall and strong appearance can make him less bullied.
For a college student, the developed and flexible limbs can also allow him to avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles on the way back to campus after his part-time tutoring.
This is one of the reasons why he has not been buried in the wolf's mouth for a long time. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the wolf behind him is deliberately "walking" him in order to exhaust the physical strength of the prey and avoid suffering a dying counterattack when he launches the final blow.
Whatever the reason, the end seems to have been preordained.
After running wildly for more than 3,000 meters, Zhang Qian couldn't run.
The legs were as heavy as lead, the muscles in the waist were sore and painful, the sweat flowed from the head, face, and arms, but the eyes and throat were so dry that it seemed as if two fires were burning.
"Thief, my ancestor—" A hoarse scream came from his mouth, and Zhang Qian stepped into the rocks beside the mountain road.
It was the largest shelter he could find within nearly 500 meters. Three meters tall and four meters wide, it is enough to ensure that he will not be attacked from behind. Under the rocks, a few stones that have fallen off due to weathering may be dug up and used as weapons.
His choice proved to be brilliant, and when he leaned his back against the rock and picked up a rock the size of a melon with lightning speed, the wild wolf, which had been chasing after him, stopped in fear.
The three-thousand-meter run almost drained Zhang Qian's physical strength. For wild wolves, it is also not easy.
The arched wolf's body was faintly trembling, and the wolf's mouth was wide open, and the breathing sound was as heavy as a bellows. And the bright red wolf's tongue has been dragging outside the mouth since the four paws stopped. Saliva or sweat trickled down the edge of the tongue.
"Go, go!" Zhang Qian struggled to swing his left hand that was gripping the stone twice, and at the same time quickly kicked several other stones nearby with his right foot.
Frightened, the wolf quickly dodged to the side, moving far less agile than before. However, Zhang Qian, who observed this detail, could not feel any joy in his heart.
The pain in his right toe made him realize that God had played with him again. With the exception of the one in his hand, the rest of the surrounding rocks suitable for weapons were far larger than the exposed parts of the ground. Unless he had a shovel in his hand at the moment, he would not be able to dig out these stones as weapons, and the wild wolf on the opposite side would not give him enough time to dig with his bare hands!
And if he had a shovel in his hand at this moment, why was he forced to be so embarrassed?
After experiencing the initial panic, nervousness and despair, at this moment, although Zhang Qian's body was exhausted, his mental state was much better than before.
In other words, as an orphan, his nerves were much thicker than those of his peers. Basically, I have been able to accept the reality of crossing, and I have made up my mind to fight to the death with the wild wolf.
"Anyway, if I lose, I will only die in the belly of a wolf, no one will be sad for me, and no one will remember me!" While the wolf was regaining his strength and before attacking, he shook his head with a wry smile and stuffed his phone into his bag.
He bought this Huawei after saving money for four months, and it was a pity to smash the wolf's head. And if it is picked up by others in the future, it may become a testimony of his existence. Although since the day he was born, few people have cared about his existence.
At the knuckles of the fingers, there is a unique touch of paper. It is the English version of the seventh volume of "A Song of Ice and Fire" in the school bag. God is pitiful, he ran out of breath just now, he didn't even think of throwing away such a heavy book.
In fact, even if he can think about it, he may not be willing to lose it.
This book was borrowed from a returnee this afternoon after he had been entrusted with a favor for half a month. The reason why he borrowed the original version is not because of how good his English is, but because the book only came out two months ago, and the Chinese translation is not known until the Year of the Monkey.
If you follow the original setting of Martin the Great, this volume should not be called "The Dream of Spring Dawn", but "The Age of Running Wolves". In an instant, Zhang Qian was stimulated to tears again.
If he had known that he would encounter wolves by borrowing a copy of "The Age of Running Wolves", he should have borrowed that copy of "The King's Treasure". Perhaps, just after crossing over, I will wait to pick up a vault, and then buy a huge manor, marry seventeen or eighteen wives, and live a life without shame from now on......
"Thief God!" Gritting his teeth and letting out a curse, he tucked his phone into the middle of the page, then quickly crouched down again, grabbed a handful of broken stones, and stuffed them into his bag.
The wolf was stimulated by this action to take a few steps back, and a series of low growls came out of its mouth. Like dogs, wolves are wary of bending down to pick up stones. This may be due to the genetics of their bloodline, after all, this thing has been in conflict with primates since ancient times, although they won more and lost less, but they were also smashed on the head by the latter with stones and fruits again and again.
"Thief God!" Finding that the wolf did not take advantage of his bending down to attack, Zhang Qian waved the stone with his right hand a few times, and then quickly squatted down again, stuffing more broken stones into his school bag.
"Coo-coo-coo" was angered by Zhang Qian's continuous squatting to pick up stone chips, but he didn't provoke it, and the wild wolf let out a series ......of low growls from his mouth. Immediately, the hind legs suddenly exerted force, and the body rose into the air, and in mid-air, the cold light of the snow-white teeth flickered.
"Get out!" Zhang Qian decisively smashed the stone in his right hand towards the wolf, but smashed it into the air. The wolf's attack is a false move, the purpose of which is to test his reaction speed and ability to resist. And now, his only stone is also out of his hand.
"Whoa—" The wolf who had succeeded in deceiving let out a long smug howl from his mouth. Alternate lateral strides with the two front legs, looking for the best angle and timing to attack.
In the next moment, it instinctively sensed the danger, lowered its body, and retreated rapidly with its four claws alternately.
Zhang Qian threw away the stones, but grabbed the schoolbag strap in his hand. The schoolbag itself was stuffed with the book "The Dream of Spring Dawn" and gravel chips, turning into a large meteor hammer.
The counterfeit schoolbag made in Yiwu is stronger than the genuine product. "The Dream of Spring Dawn" is beautifully printed, the paper is exquisite, and the weight is heavy enough. In the past, the schoolbag was used as a weapon, and the only thing lacking was the hardness. And the broken stone flakes that have just been hastily stuffed in can just make up for this shortcoming!
"Come on, bite me, come bite me!" Throwing the large "meteor hammer" in the air two or two times, Zhang Qian arrogantly yelled at the wild wolf. At this moment, like an angry bird!