After about 10 minutes, the devils did not come back, and the villagers gathered in the small square knew that those little devils should be dead, but the person who saved them did not appear again, which made them not know what to do. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Just when the villagers were discussing whether to go over and have a look, the village elder Wang Tou and his son took the initiative to walk towards the entrance of the village.

Under the big tree at the entrance of the village, six corpses of devils lay upside down, their faces full of anger, unwillingness and despair. A strip of cloth was nailed to the tree with a knife, which roughly meant that the villagers were afraid of the devil's revenge, so that the villagers were ready to transfer, and the troops of the Eighth Route Army were rushing to meet Yunyun.

In the old days, the villagers were stupid, because from the beginning to the end, they only heard their voices and did not see their people, so they speculated that the mountain god appeared and couldn't get used to the devil's practice, so they took them all away, and I didn't hear that they were not afraid of the devil going to the king of Hades to complain, they must have a relationship with the king of Hades.

No matter how the villagers guessed, Qin Han was holding a Type 38 rifle at this time, sitting at the entrance of the cave when he woke up. After killing a dozen devils, he returned here, and it must have been the place where he woke up for the first time, and he felt at home.

The life of the last days made him accustomed to loneliness, and he didn't know how to communicate with those villagers, not to mention that the Eighth Route Army would arrive in a while, once he said the wrong thing and caused trouble, it would be a bad thing, so it was better to go back here and think about his future plans.

Holding the ancient mobile phone in his hand and rubbing it, Qin Han's mind was blank and in a daze, until the tingling pain from his fingers woke him up from his daze.

A little dazed as he watched the blood flow out of his fingers, drip on the screen of the mobile phone, and slowly seep in, Qin Han couldn't help but rub his injured big finger on the small screen of the mobile phone a few times, and he couldn't react for a while.

"Don't rub it, it'll be broken again." A mechanical voice came from the phone. If it weren't for the fact that he had seen all kinds of weird things in the late Qin and Han dynasties, he almost threw away his mobile phone.

"Who are you? Are you the ghost of all this? What is your purpose? The killer's vigilance made Qin Han involuntarily tense his body, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

"If you could listen to me quietly, you wouldn't doubt my purpose anymore, and would you be afraid of a cell phone?" The mechanical voice in the phone spoke without a hint of tone.

Seeing that Qin Han no longer spoke, a voice came out of the speaker of the mobile phone again: "I am not a mobile phone, my full name is 'Portable Personal Space Mobile Platform', referred to as 'Personal Platform' or 'Personal Terminal'." Because of an accident that occurred in space travel, he was thrown into your space, and finally picked up by you. ”

"You weren't made by humans? Is there any other space in the universe? Are you a program? "The Qin and Han dynasties come from the last days, and although the spatial theory is not clear, some terms are still known.

"I am made by humans, but it is not in the same dimension as your universe, this multidimensional theory will tell you later, and now you don't understand it." The mechanical voice simply answered Qin Han's question.

"What does 'portable personal space mobile platform' mean? Am I here because of you? "Qin Han is particularly concerned about how he came here.

"The tool that sent you here is me, but the reason you're here is because of your curiosity and the time parameters entered on the screen." The mechanical tone defended itself.

Qin Han was silent, remembering that the instructor had said to himself back then: Curiosity will kill you. Now the instructor's words have been fulfilled. Numbers on the screen: 19380712, that wasn't entered by me at all, I just wanted to see who the call was made to.

Not wanting to dwell on the question of curiosity anymore, Qin Han asked into his phone, "Where did my blood go?" Will you suck blood? ”

"Of course not, that's just a process of identifying the user, my previous user has died in the last space travel accident, so you're confirmed as a new user." I have to say that this 'personal platform' is really good, and all questions are answered.

"Can I go back?" Qin Han nervously asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Of course you can, as long as you have enough energy and the time parameters are not wrong, there is no problem at all." The answer to the 'personal platform' made Qin Han's heart beat faster in an instant.

"How did that last accident happen?" Qin Han didn't want to be like the previous user, and wanted to use the accident of the previous user to warn himself not to make the same mistake.

"That's because of an accident, your previous user moved to the target and landed within the explosion range of a bomb, and the spatial exit was hit by the explosion, so it caused spatial turbulence, he disappeared completely, and I finally fell into your hands." Speaking of the previous user, the 'personal platform' seems to be a little sad.

It seems that the technology of space movement is very mature, just be careful of other accidents, and accidents, no one can say clearly, when you are unlucky, you may be hit by a car when you walk.

"If I make changes to things at this point in time, will I see them in the future?" Qin Han asked with some special expectations.

"Of course there will be changes, but you have to be careful, don't change too much, and you won't be able to change yourself." The words of the 'personal platform' made Qin Han silent again, should he gamble on it, or not? If the bet is right, there will be no nuclear war in the future, and maybe you will have a happy family; If the bet is wrong...... the most is to disappear, and no one cares if you live anyway. If you really want to die, Qin Han has died hundreds of times now, 50% chance, do you want to gamble?

"Can your current energy bring me back to where I came from?" Qin Han still has some nostalgia for the end of the world and wants to go back to see it.

"No, the current energy can move you to 2016 at most, and if you take off all your equipment, it can go to 2017." The answer to the 'personal platform' is simple and straightforward.

"What energy do you need?" Qin Han decisively gave up his plan to move to 2016, he didn't want to be arrested and dissected by the Academy of Sciences.

"Solar, nuclear, and electricity are all fine, but for now, you can only provide me with bioelectricity, that is, as long as you take me with you, I will absorb the excess energy of your body in you." The 'personal platform' is a good boy and not a picky eater.

"How long does it take to carry it on?" The weapons and equipment of this era are really not used to Qin Han, he needs to go back to the last days, and he needs his own weapons and equipment.

"Three days is fine, and of course, you can't bring too much gear." 'Personal platform' replied.

Putting the 'personal platform' in his pocket and looking up at the fish-bellied sky, Qin Han was ready to enjoy the first sunrise in his life.

What happens in three days? Do you want to continue to hide here? Or go down the mountain to find trouble with the devils? Looking at the rising sun that was about to burst out of the sky, Qin Han was extremely excited, his eyes widened, the sunrise, the sun, things that can only be appreciated in pictures and videos in the last days, can be seen right now, and if he wants to see it every day, as long as he doesn't leave.

It seems that I need to work harder to see the sunrise every day in the future. With excitement, anticipation, and apprehension, Qin Han slowly fell asleep, and he would wake up with more things to do.