(Parallel world, please don't take it seriously)

Zhang Qing has considered himself different from others since he was a child.

He is special, and other people are fundamentally different from him, just like birds and fish, although they are both living beings, they are distinct beings.

This recognition has always accompanied him as an adult.

When one reality after another broke his inner cognition, he gradually understood that his so-called difference was just delusional.

He is one of these many beings, the same creature as the billions of people in the country and billions of people in the world.

He is inconspicuous, and in the countless flow of people, he can't even become a pebble, he can only go with the flow and become a part of the flow of people.

It wasn't until that time that he knew what this kind of psychology was called - Secondary 2.

When he realized this, Zhang Qingcai finally pressed this idea into his mind completely, and completely regarded himself as an ordinary person and became an inconspicuous screw in the world.

But now, Zhang Qing feels that he seems to have finally thrown off the hat that he has worn for 20 years.

When he opened his eyes one ordinary morning in July when he was 23 years old, he felt that ordinary days were about to leave him—not far in front of him, in the aisle between the bed and the wall, there was a half-human-high glowing blue curtain.

Through the illusory appearance of the blue light curtain, he seemed to be able to see the idyllic scene inside?

"Hmm, is this a portal?"

According to the fantasy literature such as novels he had read in the past, Zhang Qing felt that his guess should be very accurate. He didn't move rashly, but swayed his body back and forth, moving his gaze, and found that the light curtain seemed to remain the same, and no matter where he looked at it, what he saw was exactly the same scene.

Zhang Qing, who was intrigued, did not approach the light curtain too quickly, but first tightened the curtains that were already closed to ensure that no one else would find out, and then crossed over the bed and walked out of the bedroom through the edge of the light curtain.

After closing the bedroom door, Zhang Qingcai slowly washed his face and brushed his teeth, dressed himself, took out two meat packets from the refrigerator and heated them in the pot, and then ate his stomach with a little residual hot water in the thermos.

When he was doing this, his body was shaking unnaturally, which was because he was too excited, and he was using these to calm his anxious heart.

At the same time, you need to think, what to do next?

He had to know what it was. For example, put it on your phone and take a look?

Since Zhang Qing doesn't like to take selfies, there is naturally no selfie stick at home. However, the balcony has a clothes pole, which is a bit heavy because of solid iron, but it is like an iron rod that gives people a sense of security.

He tied the phone to the clothes pole with a rope, turned on the camera of the phone, carried it into the bedroom, and slowly stretched out to the blue light curtain.

While tempting, Zhang Qing also secretly scolded himself for being stupid and bold, because when encountering such an abnormal event, there may be a great danger, and it is natural that he should call the police and protect himself as the first choice.

But he didn't.

There was no why, he just wanted to do it. The special event that he had been looking forward to for so many years finally appeared in front of him, how could he just give up?

When the mobile phone tied to the clothes pole gradually approached the light curtain, Zhang Qing's breathing began to become heavy, all kinds of thoughts began to emerge, and even the future of death flickered in front of his eyes.

But none of this happened.

As soon as the phone touched the blue light curtain, he disappeared into the bedroom and appeared in the countryside.

This seems to be what I just saw through the blue curtain. Around him, there were large fields of cultivated land, and the green seedlings were thriving, but he was a little puzzled that there was not a single farmer here.

Only large herds of wild boars graze on crops here.

They pulled potato chunks out of the ground one after another, knocking the nearby seedlings to the ground, presenting a terrible scene.

"Where the hell is this? Why is this environment happening? ”

Zhang Qing, who held the clothes pole tightly, felt that there was still a little sense of security, he didn't dare to fight with the wild boar, the strength of these guys was not a joke.

As he stepped back cautiously, a tremor suddenly rose from his heart, and when he looked back, a wild dog was baring its teeth and pounced.

"What is this!" Zhang Qing was in an emergency, and directly waved the clothes pole towards the wild dog. The clothes pole instantly had a thick hit feeling, the wild dog was directly knocked away, only to hear a scream, looking at the wild dog lying on the ground struggling and wailing, four legs wanted to stand up hard, but fluttering and unable to do so.

The wild dog Zhang Qing didn't know it, the key was that when the wild dog pounced, he noticed that there was a green thing on its head.

By the time he looked more closely at the dingo, more details began to appear in front of him.

When he looked at the wild dog carefully, the wild dog's body unexpectedly appeared its name - crazy wild dog, and behind the name, there was a marking: level 1.

The original green strip on its head had now turned yellow, shortened by nearly two-thirds, as if it was because of the sweep of his clothes pole just now.

This should be a health bar, yes.

When Zhang Qing took a closer look, he found that the reason why he had caused such damage to the wild dog seemed to be because when he swept it just now, the sharp bulge on the clothes pole actually cut its stomach and caused a huge wound.

Extensive bleeding stained the wild dog's belly, and the wild dog's eyes gradually blurred.

The severe bleeding also seemed to shorten the blood bar on its head, and the yellow strip turned to red, slowly shortening.

Zhang Qing didn't wait long before the blood bar of the wild dog in front of him came to an end, and it stuck out its tongue and fell to the ground.

Almost instantly, the carcass of the wild dog began to radiate a glowing light, and it seemed that countless points of light spread outward, but it was impossible to leave the vicinity of the dingo's carcass.

"No matter how you look at it, it looks like the rhythm of touching a corpse."

Zhang Qing pondered for a moment, looked around, wild dogs and wild boars were far away, and did not find danger, so he quickly came to the carcass of the wild dog.

He crouched down and reached over the corpse. When he touched those points of light, a dark feeling made him grasp it directly, and a moist and resilient feeling suddenly hit his heart.

When Zhang Cang looked at his hand, he realized that he had a piece of meat weighing about a pound in his hand.

After staring at the meat for a while, there was also an introduction to the handwriting.

Dog meat: An ingredient that can be used as an ingredient in cooking.

Short Introduction......

When I looked at the carcass of the wild dog at this time, the light point disappeared completely, leaving only the carcass of the wild dog to gradually decompose, quickly turning into a pool of white bones.